Not Today✔

Painfully Yours

Karan opened his eyes and found himself on couch. He recollected Preeta getting drunk and losing her consciousness.

He stood up and saw her still sleeping peacefully. He tucked the hair strand falling on her face and adjusted the curtains not wanting her to get disturbed.

He went to freshen up and opened the knob of shower. The cold water sent shivers down his spine.

Preeran were taking rounds around the holy fire.

Tears rolled down his cheeks.

Karan(shouting) : Woh sb jhooth tha.. Sach yeh h.. Kii nafrat krta hu tumse..

Preeta was crying in front of him helpless but he turned his face away.

His heart was sinking. Her every action, every move, every statement, every tear was shouting that he was wrong. What if he really was? How will he face himself was his only thought at the moment.

He came out of the shower and wore his haldi outfit. Today was his marriage with Mahira and he didn't know where his life was going. He had lost control over everything happening around him.

He came out and saw Preeta sitting on bed holding her head. She saw him. He came towards her and gave her the glass of lemonade.

Preeta(turning her face) : Mujhe nhi chahiye..

Karan: Maine pucha nhi h.. Peeyo ise..

Preeta silently took the glass unable to take her head throbbing in pain.

Karan sat on bed. Preeta was drinking lemonade.

Karan(pointing towards shoulder) : Tumhara dupatta..

Preeta realised that her dupatta got ripped off her shoulder last night.

Karan: Main Kritika ko bolke kapde bhijwa dunga.. Bahar aane se pehle change krlena..

Preeta(stern) : Koi zarurat nhi h.. Meri fikr krne kii..

Karan: Fikr nhi.. Zimmedari h.. Tum.. Tum meri biwi ho..

Preeta(smiling bitterly) : Oh toh yaad h tumhe..

Karan was about to stand and go unable to face her allegations but she held his hand.

Karan looked at her confused. Preeta took his hand in her hands and started removing the wet bandage. He was just looking at her.

Preeta: Tum hmesha se laparwah ho na..

Karan(in pain) : Parwah krne wali toh chli gyi..

Preeta(trembling voice) : Use dur tumne bheja h..

All they wanted to do at the moment was to hug each other, tell each other how much they needed to be together but his misunderstandings and her hurt won't let them.

Preeta saw the wound and picked up the haldi bowl from the side table not knowing it was for Mahira and Karan's haldi ceremony.

She applied haldi on his palm.

Preeta(stern) : Aisi chot ko bandage nhi krte h..

Karan: Tumhe ab bhi meri fikr h? Mujhse nafrat nhi krti..

Preeta(in mind) : Koshish kr rhi hu.. Par...shayad mere bas mein hi nhi h tumse nafrat krna..

She kept the bowl back without answering and tried to stand.

Karan(smiling bitterly) : Dard vaha nhi h..

Preeta stumbled a bit. He held her for support. Both looked at each other and share an eyelock.