Our Defeat!

Karishma's stand for Aly

Here, a phone on dinning table was continuously ringing without gaining any mere attention from the woman beside. Who was very uncomfortably sleeping with the help of her hand which was hanging her head over it.

Phone rang 1>>>
2nd time <<

Until it broke woman's deep slumber, she lazily mumbled something that sounded more like a gibberish than clear words - tumhara phone baaj raha hai Aly..but before she could complete it a late realisation hit her mind, then she sat back straight looking at the ringing cell phone then the clock.

It was already late and her food might get wasted if it stayed outside the fridge even for a second now. But before doing this job she decided to grab that phone. But adjoining this war the doorbell grabbed her attention.

A big smile cherished Karishma's bottom lip, without wasting a single minute she rushed towards the door knowing who it would be this time! Maybe the one, she is waiting since so long.

As soon Karishma opened the door, she just rammed her head into the muscular chest in front of her, mumbling - kitni der laga di tumne ghar aane mai Aly ab toh saara khana bhi thanda hogya. She said in a sweet voice.

(But an unsaid silence prevailed between them after her dialogue that made her feel a bit uncomfortable and broke the hug, looked at the man in front of her. Who was just glaring back at her with his brown orbs.)
Karishma stumbled two or three steps back in shock as only words left out of her surprised mouth were - anu bhaiya aap yaha..humne mana kiya tha..

Finally those fatlined lips curved into a smile, definitely not a genuine one but a fake smile as he laughed at her silly statement - phele toh hume sirf ashanka ho rahi thi ki aap humari bhena hai bhi par ab apka yeh vichitr vehvar dekhar... hume ashcharya nahi, thes paunch rhi h

Waise Bahut dhanyavaad apka jo apne hume aate hi samye pe samrand karva diya ki aap humari bhena nahi. Sirf Aly ji ki biwi hai, ek kamzoor aurat jo thane mai toh aurato ke Savabhiman ke liye ladhti hai par ghar main apne pati ke hatho...his voice choked saying it.

"Apne pati ke hatho maar khati hai..." he said it with great difficulty as he was about to cry but before he could burst down in tears karishma hugged him.
"Anu bhaiya, itne bhi kamzoor nahi hai hum, apko bass ek galatfehmi hua hai.." she said with great difficulty as tears were ready to shot down from her eyes too.

Karishma continued in emotional tone - Kyuki aaj tak aap Aly ko samaj hi nahi paye, shayad ap use bass humara chunaa hua pati mante hai...Kabhi koshish toh kariye usse baat karne ka.. Samajhne ka, ki uska bartav kaisa.

Anubhav broke the hug and wiped his tears and stood straight with a serious & cold face - Humne bahut koshish kiya unhne samajne ka par vo insan.. Hevan hai..aur Hevan mai bhagwan dhundne ki galati aap kar sakti hai DSP Anubhav Singh nahi...

Karishma shaked her head as 'no' cause every word he said in fits of his rage was false, how can he call such a beautiful man inside out - a demon.
"Bass kariye apko jo kehna hai, humare baare main kahiye, jo insan humare pati ko nahi samaj sakta usko uske khilaf kuch bolne ka haq nahi ha aur naah hi hum Aly ke khilaf kuch sunege.. "

Anubhav (Taunted) - toh ab apko humari kisi bhi baat ka koi farak nahi padhta, sahi hai! Kitni andhi hogi ha aap pyar mai
Karishma (Frustatedly) - haan hum pagal hoge hai kyuki aap Aly ke pyar, gusse, care ko samaj hi nahi paa rahe...
Vo haar rishta ko sache dil aur imandari se nibhata hai aur humara rishta...