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Hum Jaal Jayenge Raakh Bachegi..

They say pain never comes with fixed amount of time or any surety until when it gonna stay inside you hurting you till the core it gets unbearable. But the time when that individual stops on the place firmly and decides that not anymore! It stops hurting you more knowing that the individual is done. He/Her had it enough of destiny's bitter puzzles and playing with their lives.

"Kya aapko yai nikah qubool hai?", Maulana ji asked for second approval. Maybe somehow the latter had it enough like those individuals. Maybe HM's patience was shattered into pieces, her trust, her understanding almost everything HM used to move on and accept the bitter fate of herself. As she finally shouted holding her breath for one last time,

"NAHIII!!!!!!", HM stood from her place holding her Lehenga she looked towards Maulana ji and then her mother she said, "Nahi!! Hame yai nikah qubool nahi hai. Ammi mafi chahenge yu iss mod pai aake bol rahe hai lekin ham yai shadi nahi kar sakte! Kyuki aap achhese janti hai iss shadi ke bad hamare sath hamari feelings ke sath kaisa dardnak khel khela jayega!!! Kyuki...". HM looked towards the guests and then the groom,

"Kyuki hame ladkiyan pasand hai. Hamara man hamare emotions hamari chaht hamari imagination sab kuch jab bhi ek jeevan sathi ke bareme sochte hai.. Usse kaisa hona chahiye? Usme konsi khubi honi chahiye? In sab mai! Ek ladki hoti hai.. Jisse ham iss duniya ki sari khushiyan lake de asa man karta hai. Hamari puri zindagi uspe lutane ko man karta hai.. Aur yai sari feelings yai sab emotions Aarav aapke liye kabhi nahi aa sakte hamare dil mai. Ham kabhi bhi khudko nahi dhal sakte iss duniyavi sache mai jaha har kisika kirdar pehelese hi teh hai..

HM walked towards her mother holding her hands as tears were falling continuously from her eyes she continued,

...Ammi shayad isiliye aap hame aaj tak samajh hi nahi payi. Aapko laga bhi ki saal do saal mai hamari feelings shayad badal jaye ham iss duniya ke banaye hue dhakosale ke hisab se aapke samne khade ho jaye. Lekin dekhiye hame ammi! Sirf ek bar yai samaj, parivar, log duniya sab kali pattiyo ko apne ankhon se hatakar sirf ek bar hame apni beti ko ek maa ki najar se dekhiye.. Aapko aaj bhi wahi dard, wahi pyar , wahi bharosa, wahi inteezar... aur wahi umeed dikhegi jo ek saal pehele Karishma Singh ke liye aapne shayad hamari ankhon mai dekhi hogi...

All the guests were shocked uttering in between each other. Off course being so called judgmental society, they ignored the latter's suffering and started gossiping about how rude and ill mannered she is for calling off the wedding like this. No one actually cared about her words which were not fitting in their social norms as off course being a society of opposing the facts they don't understand.

AS felt too deeply insulted. His male ego was shattered into pieces by a woman who chose another woman over him. He just couldn't digest the fact as he teared apart the jasmines... Storming off towards HM in anger he said,

"Haseena Malik!! Himmat kaise hue tumhari hamari iss tarah insult karne ki!! Tumhari jaisi ladkiyon ki wajhse hi hamari kom badnam hai. Tun jaiso ko toh gharme ked kar dena chahiye. Tabtk rehem nahi khani chahiye jabtak tum gidgida kar apni jan ki bhik na mango!! Ham chorenge nahi tumhe..."

He finished his words and was about to maybe hit the latter but got a loud slap by the senior Malik right on his face which almost echoed in entire hall silencing all the bickering voices. "Beta thikse paida ho jao tum! phir aana hamari bachhi ko tamiz sikhane!!", NM roared at AS almost scaring the shit out of him.

"Noor ji aapki himmat kaise hue hamare bete pai hath uthane ki?!!!", A mid aged woman came towards the Malik's but before her hand could reach to NM. HM hit her right side of face damn hard making her fall on the floor. "Bas!! Bohot hua!! Ab kisine ek ungali bhi hamari ammi ki taraf uthai toh iss tarah zindagi barbad karenge ki maut chahkar nahi milegi aur zindagi hokar gawara nahi hogi!!", HM shouted holding her mother's hand tightly as if telling her that she will protect her from each and every person in the so called society.

NM looked over all the guests and then her daughter. Realizing the difference between the society due to which she was going to give her daughter's life in such ill mannered uneducated family and then her daughter who sacrificed her everything, her happiness, her love just for her mother's happiness. She was even ready to do the suicide of tying knot with such obnoxious man just to see her mother's prideful eyes. She finally realized as she removed her hand from HM's hand standing in the center she shouted,

"Ji maf kariye lekin yaha ab koi shadi nahi ho sakti! Aap sab apni khokhali soch aur na mangi hue ray apne sath lekar yaha se ja sakte hai..".

Listening to the bitter lines, all groom side's guests started storming off outside the Malik's House. Those who somehow managed to cross the social norms understood the latter and gave their best wishes to her. Within matter of minutes whole glorifying wedding scenario turned into a empty decorated hallway leaving the mother and daughter standing in the center.

NM turned towards HM who was letting out her pain finally after almost a year falling on her knees. NM sit on her knees hugging her daughter tightly she said,

"Shhhhh... It's okay beta.. Behene de in ansuo ko. Shayad inka beh jana hi behtar hai...", NM said hugging her daughter tightly. Maybe the last words of the latter made her mother look towards her as a mother than thinking about any social norms, any rules and regulations... NM finally realized that the issue isn't really what will people say? But something else, something that is deep down hidden in herself.

After a while, NM and HM were still sitting all alone in their decorated house. NM slowly break their hug holding the latter's shoulder and another hand caressing HM's face NM finally said,

"Beta hame maf kar dijiye. Yai samaj iski soch iske sath aapka yu Karishma ke sath jeevan bitane ka faisala na jane hamare man mai dar sa bitha gaya tha. Aur ammi hai aapki dar ko hamne hamara gussa aur aap pai har wqt jo hukum ka hatiyar istmal karte hai usme badal diya. In sab mai ham aapki takleef jan toh sakte the lekin kabhi mehsoos hi nahi kar paye. Aur hamari itni majbut bachhi jisko zindagi ka koi gam tass se mas na kar saka hamne uske dil ko apne hathon se tukdo mai bhikharta chor diya! Hame maf karde Haseena ham toh aapki ankhon mai dekh bat karne ke kabil bhi nahi samj pa rahe khudko....".

NM's each and every word were working like an remedy to HM's injury. She was finally breathing with her evergreen smile. HM looked up towards her mother in her messed up makeup face due to intensely crying and replied,

"Ammi Aap ase mafi mangte hue nahi achhi lagti.. Aap hame datati raha kare. Aur aap bhale hi nahi samajh pa rahi thi ki hame yai sab kitna hurt ho raha hai lekin aapki niyat kabhi galat nahi thi ham jante hai. Aapne hamesha hamara bhala chaha hai ham jante hai...".

NM looked towards her daughter with pride in her eyes. Maybe after spending her 29 years of life, HM finally found her mother's love for her. Finally she found those eyes which were proving that yes she is indeed NM's daughter.

"Chaliye ab hame kahi pohchana hai!", NM said getting up from position forwarding her hand to her daughter. HM looked up in confusion and asked, "Kaha ammi?!". NM raised her eyebrow smiling mischievously she said,

"Kaisi begairat insan hai tu haseena! Itna sara tamzam kiya itne paise bigade ab isme hamari bahu se shadi toh honi chahiye na!! Yaphir aap exchange offer mai chale jaiye Pushpee ke ghar aur Karishma ko bhej dijiye! Ham iss umar mai court kachehri ke chakkr kat lenge!".

HM gave her mother a disbelief standing up and shook her head finally seeing her mother back. "Ammi aap bhi na! chaliye ab ham gadi nikalte hai..". HM said and left towards parking area getting her car key without listening to her mother regarding her changing her outfits at least. She picked up her lehenga getting inside her car and ignited the engine right after her mother took her sit beside HM.

"Finally... Ham aa rahe hai Karishma Singh! Aapka inteezar khatam hua!!", HM thought to herself reversing her car and left towards the latter's house.

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