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Two pure but broken souls were sitting in front of eachother after a passionate night. They weren't saying anything. The boy was continuously staring at the girl intensely while the girl was trying not to look at him and was trying to cover herself with a blanket again and again. She was tugging at the blanket near her neck and was looking so flustered. She hurriedly got up from her place, making sure that she's well covered. They were Karan and Monami, who had a passionate night in a heat of the moment. Monami said...
Monami (Not looking at him) - Ye nahi hona chahiye tha...!!! Hume ye... Humne line cross ki hai, hume ye nahi karna tha...!!!
Karan (With a straight tone) - Badbadana bandh karo, Monami...!!! Aur vaise bhi, jo hona tha ho chuka hai. Mere hisaab se isme kuch bhi galat nahi hai. Hum ek dusre ko pasand karte hai to sath rehne me problem hi kya hai?
Monami (Frustratedly) - Problem main khud hu, Karan...!!! Tum samajhte kyu nahi? I'm not pure...!!! Main tumhe vo kabhi nahi de paugi, jo tumhe mujhse chahiye... (Hesitantly) Kal jo hua... Use bhul jao. Bas ek... ek galti samajhke bhul jao.
Listening that from her, he got way too much agitated and angry. He went near her, grabbed the back of her neck and started to kiss her. It was an aggressive and a passionate kiss. He pushed her against a wall slowly while kissing her aggressively as if punishing her for badmouthing herself. He then broke the kiss and started to kiss her neck and throat, showing his urgency and aggressiveness while she just stood there, caressing his hair but didn't do anything to stop him.
They were so engrossed in their passionate moment that they didn't realise that the blanket which was covering her, was a long forgotten case. It had already been fallen down. When she felt a cold wind touching her body, that's when she realised that the blanket was long gone. She pushed him away slowly and turned away from him out of shyness and embarrassment.
He saw that so he picked up the blanket and covered her with that from behind while looking at her intently. He hugged her from behind but he made her turn towards him with a jerk and asked...
Karan (A bit aggressively cupping her cheek) - Kya tumhe mere chhune pe kuch bhi mehsoos nahi hota? Kya mere karib aane pe tum zara bhi excited ya nervous nahi hoti? Kya mere tumhare aaspass rehne se tumpe koi asar nahi padta? (Pressing his forehead with hers) Kya mujhe dekhte hi tumhara dil zoro se nahi dhadkta?... Bolo, Monami...!!!
Monami (With some tears) - Samjhne ki koshish karo, Karan. I'm impure, broken and damaged. Main tumhare layak nahi hu, Karan. Please, ise mere liye aur mushkil mat banao... (Pushing him away while still holding the blanket around her) Main... Main bahot thak chuki hu...!!!
(Please, listen the song in the background when you read further.)
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She started to leave from there, taking her belongings but stopped when she hear him singing... Singing after years... Only for her. She turned towards him when he sang this stanza for her. She could feel his pain in his voice.
Awargi Se Dil Bhar Gaya
Teri Gali Mein Rehne Laga
Jaise Kabhi Bhi Ki Na Kisiki
Teri Fikar Mein Rehne Laga
Tere Aansu Piyu Main
Kabhi Tujhko Hassaun
Tujhe Door Se Dekhun
Kabhi Dil Mein Basaun
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