Life of Her.

The Conversation

In the evening.

Susheela was packing some stuff in his bag.

Pramod came and kept some books in the same bag.
He noticed her yesterday . She was totally unhappy and her face was quite dull. He knew he is the only one to whom she share the all she has in her heart but now he will be leaving her tomorrow. She didn't wanted this to happen ever. She was very hurt.

He held her hand turning her. She looked at his face.

Pramod - kya hua?

Susheela - kuch bhi nahi.

Pramod - aacha... Kuch bhi nahi...?

She turned back to pack the rest of the things.

He hugged her back placing his chin over her shoulder.

Pramod - hamesha ke liye thodi na ja raha hu....

Susheela - jaise bhi sahi... Aap ja to rahe ho na mughse dur.

Pramod - are....

He makes her turned and found tears in her eyes.

He makes her sit on the bed and came on his knees.

Pramod - aise rone lagi ho jaise kabhi milungi nahi....

Susheela - aise mat bolo aap... Mughe Accha nahi lagta.

Pramod - to Phir kaisa Accha lagta hai... Are bas ek do saal ki baat hai... Phir vapas aa jaunga..

Susheela - ek do saal mere liye bhot zyada Hai... Abhi to shaadi ko kuch mahine hi hue hai... Ek aap hi to ho mere sath aise...

Pramod - to aaunga na mai... Har Saturday ya Sunday ko....

Susheela - par aap apna khayal kaise rakhoge vaha?

Pramod - rakh lunga apna khayal.. Aise koi fikr ki baat nahi hai, aur ab dekho na... Hamari shaadi ho gayi hai... Aage chalke hame kitna kuch karna hoga... Hamare bacche bhi honge.. Unka future.. Aapke liye itna kuch karna hai mughe... Kitni savings karni hai... Apni khud ki family banani hai... Aasan nahi hoga na.... Hame kuch paane ke liye kuch to khona hoga.... Par aap fikar mat karo... Mai apna khayal rakh lunga vaha.. Har roz Raat ko 10 baje ke baad jab sab so jate hai tab sirf aapke liye roz phone karunga.. Jitni Chaho utni baat karna mughse... Lekin is sab se bhi ek baat aur hai.... Meri fikr me apna khayal rakhna mat bhoolna... Mughe kuch bhi nahi hoga... Par aapko meri wajah se kuch nahi hona chaiye... Poochta rahunga bhabhi se ki apna khayal rakhti ho ya nahi...

She nodded and wiped her tears by herself.
He came and sat next to her.

Pramod - itna darne ki koi baat nahi hai...

He pecked her forehead and she started to crying unable to control her emotions.

He hugged her to make her calm she backed off and look upon his face. She kissed his lips with full of love and insecurity he didn't wasted a minute and kissed her the back like the same.

...............

It night.

She was hugging him like there's no tomorrow, he knew she didn't slept for a single while. He just can't take that fear out of her heart.

The next morning.
Early at the station.

Pramod touched the feet of his father to take his blessings.

Jay - vaha apna khayal rakhna beta..

Pramod - ji papa...

Mini - beta... Milne aate rehna...