Rainy Promises - kareena

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Haseena's heart clenched at Karishma's words, she felt an ache deeper than she could control. Her vision got blurred and despite her will, tears slipped down her cheeks.

"Please... bata dijiye, humen." Karishma pleaded.

But Haseena could only lower her gaze, Karishma not having answer, sighed and got up. settling beside her on the bed. Gently, she cupped Haseena’s face, her thumb tracing away each tear with love that only deepened the ache in Haseena’s heart.

"Aap kuch nahi bata pa rahi," Karishma murmured,with tremor, “toh is ka matlab ha baat bohat badi hai.” She said and waited, watching,  Haseena, to answer and haseena unable to find her voice, simply nodded in yes.

"Time chiyay ap ko aur bi...." She asked, to which haseena looked at her understanding and nodded in yes.

"Take your time," she said, nodding as if her own strength might transfer to Haseena. “Hum intezaar kar layenge."

For a moment, Haseena simply looked at her with gratefulness. Karishma gave a small nod, then stood, breaking the intense closeness.

"Kahan jaa rahi hain?" Haseena asked softly.

Karishma offered a reassuring smile. “Kahin nahi, Bahir hi baithy hain. Jab batana ho… bula lijiye ga humein."

Haseena looked at her in disbelief and despite being the seriousness of situation chucked at her words. “Itna zaida waqt de rahi hain ap humen?”

“Sorry Itna hi sabr hai ab humara. Aur isse zyada wait nahi ho kar sakty hum......"

“No doubt cute hain aap." She couldn't help but said.

"No, yeh sab nahi chalega, samjhi? Hum bahar hain, jaldi kijeye, aaj hi batana ha ap nay humen." She left, leaving haseena again in the distress.
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Karishma stepped outside, sinking down on the couch, "Kia baat ho sakti hai?" she wondered. "Beemar hain na toh kya hua? Batany ma kia ha, hum manage kar layan gay."

Karishma sank onto the couch, rubbing her temples as she tried to steady herself. " Maybe it’s just migraines," she thought, clinging to the idea. "Kal bhi sar mein dard tha unka… haan, bas yehi hoga."

She exhaled softly, her fingers fidgeting in her lap. "Aur kuch ho bhi toh ho skta ha na? Shayed koi allergy hai… she thought, remembering the faint marks she’d once noticed on Haseena's neck. Her hand instinctively clenched, and she murmured, "Woh bhi hum dekh lenge.* She kept nodding, convincing herself, letting each thought feel lighter than the last.

But her mind wouldn’t stop. "Zaida say zaida kia ho sakta ha Diabetes bhi toh ho sakta hai, woh bhi hum manage kar layan gay," she reassured herself, though a tremor had already found its way into her voice.

Her chest tightened, and suddenly, her thoughts began going somewhere darker, slipping into possibilities she couldn’t bear to explore. The mere idea sent a shiver down her whole being, chilling her, even in the warmth of the room. "Nahi," she thought, forcing herself to block out those thoughts, refusing to let her mind go deeper.

But her heart was still restless, each beat urging her forward, until she finally whispered, "Bas bas aur na aur Kuch zaida nae souch sakty hum aur intezaar nahi kar sakty han hum." and with that, she stood, her resolve hardening as she made her way back to Haseena’s room.
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Karishma entered into Haseena’s room, heart pounded as she saw Haseena curled up on the bed, clutching her abdomen, her face wet with tears. Haseena was struggling to speak, her hand reaching out as though to call for help.

"Haseena! Kia hua?!" Karishma called , gently patting her cheeks. "Kia hua apko? Bataiyen, please!"

"Piya…...." Haseena managed to whisper.