Preeta ran to her room and closed the door. She sat on floor crying.
Karan looked at the shattered glass.
Karan(angry in tears) : Koi nhi smjh skta... Na tum na koi aur.. Main hi khud ko nhi smjh skta...
Preeta looked at her pendant.
Karan(smilingly) : Babydoll.. I love u... I love u so much...
Preeta(in tears) : Kyu kamzor pd rhi hu main... Kyu aapne mujhse itna pyaar kia kii aap kii nazron mein apne liye pyaar dekhna aadat hogyi h meri... Main smjh skti hu kii aap ko dard ho rha h... Par main aap ko kse batau kii vo hi dard har pal har lamha maine bhi mehsoos kia h... Aap hi kehte the na kii mujhse dil juda h aapka... Aapke dil ke dard ka ehsaas h mujhe... Par main aap ko aise...nhi dekh paa rhi hu... Bahut mushkil h Karan... Bahut mushkil...
Karan sat beside her and kept her head on his shoulder.
Preeta(shocked) : Aap...
Karan wiped her tears.
Karan(smilingly) : Meri babydoll ro rhi h...
Preeta(in tears) : Aap ki bahut yaad aa rhi h aaj... Mann kr rha h bhaag ke jau aur aap ko gale laga lu.. Aap ko batana chahti hu kii main smjhti hu..
Karan cupped her face.
Karan(smilingly) : Main toh yahi hu na... Phir kyun yaad aa rhi h...
Preeta(in tears) : Par aapko toh main yaad hi nhi...
Karan: Kya main kabhi tumhe bhul skta hu...
Preeta looked at him.
Karan: Shayad hmari yaadein mujh mein kahi gum ho gayi h... Par tum toh meri babydoll ho na.. Sab thik krdogi.. Hmesha ki tarah..
Preeta (in tears) : Nhi ho rha Karan... 3 mahine se yehi... Mujhe aap chahiye.. Vaapis...
Karan kissed her forehead.
Karan(smilingly) : I know mushkil h... Par tum ho na.. Main andhere mein chala gaya toh kya.. Tum toh mere andhere ki roshni ho.. Vaapis mujhe bahar le aaogi.. Laogi na?
Preeta nodded in tears.
Karan joined his forehead with hers.
Karan(smilingly) : Meri babydoll kamzor nhi h...
Preeta(smilingly) : Bilkul nhi.. Main sab thik krdungi.. Iss baar main aapka pyaar jeet lungi...
She opened her eyes and saw him nowhere. She smiled and wiped her tears.
Preeta(smilingly) : Aapki babydoll kamzor nhi h...
She went towards her luggage and opened her bag.
She took out a box, (remember the box Karan gifted to Preeta on her bday)
She smiled and started reading.
Toh aaj meri duniya ka janamdin h.. Tumhe pta h yeh din meri zindagi ka sbse khubsurat din h... Kyunki yeh tumse juda h... A very happy birthday to you babydoll... Tumhare liye kya maangu.. Tumhare bhagwan ji bhi bore ho gye hoge.. Har lamha ek hi dua jo maangta hu.. Tumhe khush dekhna chahta hu... Hmesha...Toh Mrs. Preeta Karan Luthra.. Mujhe tumhara pura naam lena bahut pasand h.. Aakhir tumhare naam mein main aur tum saath jo aate h.. Toh yeh pehla janamdin h tumhara jisme hum dono saath h... Toh iss din ke liye main tumhe kuch aisa dena chahta hu jo tum kabhi na bhulo.... Main tumhe meri zindagi ka sb kuch de rha hu babydoll... Iss yaad pr sirf mera haq tha.. Aaj main yeh tumhe deta hu...
Preeta smiled reading the letter. His memories, his gestures, his presence was her strength and support. She was surviving for him.
Maine tumse pyaar tab nhi kia jab tumhare haath se chuta hua ek balloon galti se mere paas aaya ya tab jab tumhari chehre ki smile dhundte dhundte khud ko tumhare saath mein dhundne laga... Jab tumne anjaane mein ek zakhmi insan ko dawa lagana chaha ya jab tumhari khushi ke liye maine apne aap ko bhulana chaha...Pata nhi kab aur kse.. Par hogya... Ha babydoll main tumse pyaar hmari shaadi se bahut pehle kia tha.. Pata nhi vo konsi achayi thi meri jisne mere naseeb mein vo din likha.. Tumse mohabbat ho gyi... Main hi hu tumhara vo ghungat guy... Kya kaha tha tumne.. Itna lamba toh dulhan ghungat nhi krti jitna bada tumne yeh hoodie pehen rkha h.. Haina? Shayad tumhe yaad na ho.. Par mujhe sab yaad h.. Ek yahi tha mere paas jispe maine tumhe haq nhi diya.. Socha tha kabhi nhi bataunga.. Par aaj tumhara bday h.. Toh tumhare special... nhi hmare special din pr maine tumhe meri sbse special yaad gift krdi babydoll... Zindagi mein sbse jyada dukh hua toh iss baat ka tumhe Prithvi ke paas jaane diya maine...Par shayad hamari kahani aisi likhi thi qayanat ne...Main bahut khush hu.. Happy Birthday to u... Happy birthday meri duniya.. Bas ek yehi wish h kii tum hmesha meri har wish mein ho... I love u... I am so happy to love u...
Preeta put the letter back.
Preeta (smilingly) : Mera birthday... Jab aapne mujhe khud ko saup diya tha.. Mujhe apna sb kuch diya tha.. Aur usi din mera sb kuch cheen gya tha..
Her eyes welled up with tears remembering the moment he was shot in her arms.
She stood up and went out. Karan was sitting on terrace.
She sat beside him.
Karan(stern) : Ab kya chahiye tumhe.. Maine tumhe kaha na...
Preeta(smilingly) : Dosti krege mujhse..
Karan(shocked) : Kya kaha tumne..
Preeta: Kya tum mere dost banoge..
Karan(stern) : Main kisi ka dost nhi ban na chahta.. Main kisi ke liye kuch nhi kr skta... Aur kisi ko meri liye kuch krne ki zarurat nhi...
Preeta: Please.. U know chodo... Tum mere dost nhi ban na chahte...Par main tumhe apna dost maanti hu.. Toh suno...
Karan turned his face.
Preeta: Hmari zindagi na ek book ki tarah hoti h.. Jismein kuch bure chapter hote h... Un chapters ko pdhke lagta h kii book band krdu...
Karan was listening her attentively but didn't show. She smiled knowing that he was listening.
Preeta : Meri zindagi mein bahut bure chapters the.. Bahut bure...
Karan turned towards her. She gulped her tears remembering Prithvi, Guru and her father.
Preeta : Par kuch panno mein meri zindagi ke... Ek farishta likha tha... Ek aisa farishta jisne meri zindagi ki book ko superhit krdiya..
Karan: Farishta...
Preeta: Ha... Tumhari bhi zindagi ka ek bura chapter chl rha h... Shayad isliye tumhe tumhari hi book se nafrat ho rhi h... Par Karan... Shayad kisi panne pr tumhari zindagi ke kuch aisa likha ho... Jise pdhkar tumhe acha lage...
Karan(confused) : Mtlb...
Preeta: Kuch panne abhi bhi baaki h... Jo shayad tumne padhe nhi... Ya pdhkar bhul chuke ho... There are still some Unturned pages... Kabhi kabhi khushi hmare paas hmare saath... Hmare book ke next page pr hi likhi hoti h... Par hum use dekh nhi paate... Aur vo panna palatne se darrte h...
Karan (stern) : Meri zindagi ke kisi page pr khushi nhi h... Aur na hi main meri book khud likh skta hu.. (he said looking towards his arm)
Preeta: Tumhe pata h.. Meri zindagi mein bhi kuch chapters bahut bure the... Tab mujhe exactly yehi lagta tha... Next page pdhne se darr lagta tha kii ab aur bura hoga...lekin.. Mere next page par khushiyaan thi... Kuch aisa tha... Koi aisa tha.. Jise shayad sajde mein khuda ne mujhe nawaza tha...
Karan looked at her confused. Preeta looked at him.
Preeta (in mind) : Meri taqdeer mein aapko likh kar.. Mujhe sab de diya h iss zindagi mein... Main aapko nhi kho skti... Agar hamari puraani yaaden kahin gum ho gayi toh kya.. Hum nayi yaaden banayega.. Apne mujhe tab chaha jab mujhe aapka ehsaas tk nhi tha... Ab meri baari h... Pehle aapne mujhe meri mushkilo se jeeta tha... Apne andhere se jeeta tha... Ab main aapko aapki kamzoriyoon se jeetungi... Kyunki you are my good man... Aap mere h... Aap ka pyaar aur saath zarurat h meri.. I will redefine our love...
She looked at him smilingly not noticing the tear that escaped her eye.
Precap
Taking him out
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I hope the concept is clear and u guys like it. Actually I wasn't really sure about Vol 1 neither am I for Vol 2.The storylines has got so much purity that it can either get u hooked or bored. I don't know what or how I wrote or I am going to write but nevertheless, Thank u everyone who nominated it under the best storyline category. Means a lot really.
Do tell me ur reviews. Now, the story will move in present for sometime.
And yes.. You are My Home ranked at #1 at Karanpreeta... Feels good..Thank u...
