" main apko kabhi chod ke nahi jaungi ....aur aap mujhe kabhi apne se door jaane nahi denge "
4 long years ....
4 long years since she said those words to him . 4 years before she had to break her promise to come back stronger . 4 years before she had to go away from him to fulfill his dreams . She had to go away to prepare herself for the battle . But the war has ended now . And still she had to let him go away to fulfill his dreams .
she looked at the calendar and her eyes widen in realization as she saw the date on the calendar 10 october 1946 . The date she got separated from him was 10 october 1942 . she boarded her ship for london in the same date . The irony of the destiny was making her heart beat faster . She was calm and collected till now but suddenly a strange nervousness made into her heart . Sweat broke out from her forehead , streaming down her face . A knot formed in her stomach , sensing something wrong .
Dark clouds loomed overhead, casting a somber shadow over the quaint house that had been Bondita's sanctuary for years . The scent of damp earth and petrichor filled the air, intensifying the weight of the moment. The thunder echoed in the atmosphere , mirroring the voice of her soul . She felt like it was all happening like before . it felt like the same day . A sense her deja vu hit her so hard that she stumbled feeling dizzy , and as an instinct she held her stomach protectively .
It was all happening in a circle , like an infinite loop .
Something is wrong ....but she couldn't pin point what .
Her stomach churned and she felt like bile reached up her throat . she ran to the bathroom and let out all the content in her stomach on the basin . Coughing , gurgling she let out all of it . A tear slipped from the corner of her eye without her knowing . She heard some noises outside and quickly splashed some water on her face so that no body could detect she just threw up .
" Bondita ...tum ho ?"
" ji aai " She said wiping her face , and applied the sindoor again on her forehead .
" tum thik ho na ? " he asked eyeing her , from head to toe . He noticed her face was a little damp .
" ji mujhe kya hona hai , bilkul thik hun " She said trying not to be nervous , not to show her sadness.
" hmm " he softly hummed and went towards his bag , checking if he had left something .
" a..a-aap agar ..na-nahi jana ...chahte ho to ..mat jayiye .main...main aapse jabardasti jaa..jane ko nahi keh rahi " she spoke softly and feared her every word .
" tumhaare liye duniya chod sakta hun , to kya ghar nahi chod sakta kya main " he said softly , not turning back . Those same words ....she has said those same words to him . He remembered each of the moments they have gone through that day . It was all happening again , same way ...just their roles are reversed . That time she was the one who was leaving him ...and now him . She tried to not dwell on the nagging feeling she was getting , and overwhelmed by the emotions .
The bags were zipped .
His briefcase clicked .
He was ready to go .
He took steps towards the door , lifting up his bags . Not even turning to her . Because he knew if he turned .....he would break , he would break all over again ...just like that day . He was already having a hard time hiding his tears , his despair . He was going just for his Bondita ...because she has sacrificed her 3 years because of his dreams ...now it was his turn to fulfill her dreams which she saw in him .
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