Never Let You Go

Waqt

Time Flew 4.6 years

In a small two-bedroom flat, Preeti was busy in preparing dinner... Pandit helping her in chopping and discussing over some official matters... in between leaving no chance to keep her disturb in his little romance, in turn getting a deadly glare from his lady love... their moment break with a loud shrill of doorbell...

Preeti seeing Pandit not moving nudged in his arm, "jaao aur darwaja kholo... maloom hai kaun hoga phir bhi yahin khade ho..."

Pandit pretending not to hear keep ignoring her showing himself busy in chopping vegetable... Preeti giving an impossible look wiped her hands to go out to open the door, "thak gayi hoon tum sabke tantrums jhelte jhelte... mujhse ab yeh roj roj ki tension bardasht nahin hoti... dekhna ek din tum sabka apne ghar mein aana hi bandh kar dungi... khaana jaakar kisi dhaabe par..."

With continuous murmuring in frustration, she opened the door without checking as aware who will be at her doorstep at this time... the person came inside giving a soft smile, walked straight towards the kitchen to keep the grocery he brings with him on his way...

Keeping the bags on kitchen slab he looked at Preeti who was also following him after closing the door behind...

Preeti frowned slightly seeing the table filled with so many items, "kya jarurat thi yeh sab laane ki... ghar mein pehle se hi itna samaan hai..."

He smiled slowly replying hiding his pain, "isey apna ghar samajhta hoon isiliye laata hoon... so don't stop me please..."

Pandit replied without giving look to any of them, "ghar toh voh bhi ban jaata agar dimaag ka istemaal kiya hota... dil ki baatein businessman ki tarah sochoge toh yahi hoga..." he murmured irritatingly, "pata nahin ghar aur office mein difference kab samajh aayega logo ko..."

Preeti seeing their both dull faces heaved a deep sigh slightly shouted on them, "kya hum yeh sab bhool nahin sakte... iss baat ko chaar saal ho chuke hai... kab tak tum donon yun munh latka kar ghumoge..." she said getting annoyed on their behavior bearing for past few years...

He replied slowly, "four years, six months and seven days..."

Pandit laughed mockingly, "ghante aur minute bhi yaad honge ab toh janaab ko... itne bade businessman jo hai..." saying this he left the cutter on slab with a thud voice and left from kitchen... coming back into living room, he sits on sofa keeping his eyes closed to keep himself calm...

Feeling a hand on his shoulder he saw the other person sitting close to him... they both looked at each other with misty eyes and suddenly hugged each other tightly sharing their pain which they both were holding for so long...

Before Pandit asked Sameer replied, "aaj bhi kuchh pata nahin chala... pata nahin duniya ke kis kone mein hai lekin tu yakeen maan mein usey dhundh lunga ek din..." from past four years he spents most of his time in searching for her in every corner of the country but never get any clue... she must be all alone struggling with her life, his Angel but he was also adamant to find her one day.... never left his hopes...

Pandit replied feeling sad, "teri koshisho par koi shaq nahin mujhe lekin samajh nahin aata ki usne hamare saath aisa kyun kiya... har rishtey, har vaade ko tod kar chali gayi... ek baar bhi nahin socha ki hum sab par kya beetegi..."

Sameer patted on his back parted away, "iss sawaal ka jawaab toh mein bhi dhundh raha hoon... itne saalon mein ek pal bhi nahin beeta jab uski yaad na aayi ho ya usey dhundhane ki koshish kam ki ho, lekin shayad jitna gehra uska pyaar tha, utani hi gehri uski narazagi bhi... aur kismat dekho, mujhe toh wajah bhi nahin pata ki voh naraaz kyun huyi..."

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