MishBir : Fool's Gold ✓

Chapter 1: The 1

"Waah Mishti! Tune bro ko bata hi diya na ki mene woh dollhouse toda tha! " Kuhu stormed off the kitchen and started shouting at Mishti.

Mishti looked puzzled by her sudden outburst and asked, "Kuhu yeh tu kya keh rahi hai? Mene Abir ko kuch nahi bataya."

"Hashtag shut up Mishti. Tujhe humesha kyu prove karna hota hai ki saari galati meri hai and tu hashtag mishtimahaan hai? Sab solve ho gaya tha na? Fir tune bro ko kyu bataya?" Kuhu screamed, her eyes filled with crocodile tears and making and innocent face.

"Abir ko dollhouse wali baat mene batayi thi!" Rajshree's voice came from back.

" Dadi aap?" Kuhu looked confused and angry at the woman who she called her dadi.

"Aur achha hua aapne bata dia badi ma. Nahi to hum sabko pata hi nahi chalta ki yeh Mishti aur Kuhu ka naya drama hai." Abir too came forward and gave a disappointed look to Mishti, who lowered her lashes at his look.

"Yeh fake friends wala idea kiska tha?" Kunal spoke for the first time in forever.

Kuhu without thinking twice, "Mishti! Yeh sab Mishti ka idea tha. Uss ne hi mujhse kaha ki humlog us dollhouse ko fix karenge and sabke saamne drama karenge. "

Mishti looked baffled at that. It was Kuhu's idea with which Mishti just agreed with since she wanted to see her family happy. "Kuhu tu jhooth kyu bol rahi hai? Abir, Badi-ma, bade papa trust me. Yeh idea mera nahi tha. Mai to bass Kuhu ke paas dollhouse lekar gayi thi. Yeh nakli dosti ka idea uska tha. "

" Yeh to very good ho gaya ji. Muhboli, pehele galati karo, fir saara blame meri bachhi par laga to. Dekh rahi hain aap Varsha bhabhi. Humari Kuhu ki koi galati nahi hogi fir bhi yeh ladki humari Kuhu ko blame kar rahi hai. " Jasmeet chimed in, defaming Mishti and siding Kuhu.

" Mishti jhooth tu bol rahi hai. Idea tu laayi thi fake dosti ka. Mumma, Chachi, Kunal, bro! Believe me. Hashtag I'm not lying. " Kuhu spoke again, trying to defend herself.

" Mishti, kya Kuhu sach bol rahi hai? Kya tumne yeh idea diya tha?" Abir asked her in a firm voice and Mishti's eyes held betrayal.

She couldn't believe that he was not trusting her over kuhu and questioning her. She was hurt and it was clear by the lone tear escaping her eye. She immediately wiped it by the back of her hands and spoke in a shivering voice, "Haan! Mene diya tha fake dosti wala idea. I'm sorry. But mai sirf aap logon ko khush dekhna chahti thi. Mai aap sab ko pareshaan nahi karna chahti thi. Kuhu I'm sorry. Please ab sab kuch sort ho gaya hai. Mai agli baari se esa kuch nahi karungi. Please Abir, kunal! Ghar chalo. "

Her gudiya rani was lying. Badi-ma knew it the second she heard Mishti's shivering yes. Mishti was just lying to stop the matter right now and Rajshree didn't like it. She wanted to say something, to stand up for her daughter but Mishti looked at her nodding in no so she kept mum.

Vishambhar looked at the small exchange between his wife and his daughter and he knew that his pride could never do something like that. She was just saving the family.

But what killed Vishambar and Rajshree from inside is what happened next. Varsha walked upto Mishti and slapped her.

"Mishti, tune meri beti par blame kyu lagaya haan? Sirf yeh dikhane ke liye ki tu is ghar ki achhi beti aur rajvansh parivar ki achhi bahu hai, tune meri beti ko galat saabit kardia? " Varsha spoke with venom in her voice and finally the wall broke and tears slipped out of Mishti's eyes.

All this while Mishti waited for Abir to say something, to stand up for her, atleast when Varsha slapped her, but he stood still, his face void of any expressions. And that's when she knew that he chose Kuhu over her... Again.

Later that night, Mishti-Abir, Kuhu-Kunal came back to the Rajvansh sadan where Meenakshi welcomed her sons with open arms and her daughter-in-laws with some new taunts.

Mishti was about to say something and Abir stopped her, "Nahi Mishti. Please stop defending yourself. Iss baari tumhari galati hai. Tumne accept kia and I'm happy about it. Aur koi discussion nahi karna chahta mai."
Mishti felt like dying. Abir had changed. He really changed and all she wanted to do was leave.

A week passed after this incident, Abir was still not talking to Mishti even after her futile attempts to make him speak.

One fine day, Abir walked into his room and saw a paper pinned onto his pillow. Picking up the paper, he immediately recognised Mishti's handwriting.

"Ajeeb Rajvansh,
Jab koi apna chhodkar jaata hai to kesa lagta hai yeh hum dono bahut achhi tarah se jaante hain. But jab koi apna hum par believe na kare, yeh sirf mai jaanti hoon. Tumne teen mahine pehle bhi apni biwi se pehle Kuhu ko chuna tha aur pichle hafte bhi wahi kiya. Main jaanti hoon ki tum bas humari family mai balance maintain karna chahte ho. Tum chahte ho ki sab khush rahe and ladai, jhagde na ho. But kya humesha sirf meri galati hai? Kya humesha mujhe jhukna padega? Tumne ek angry chorni se pyaar kiya tha jo apne liye stand leti thi. But mai to koi aur hoon Abir aur bahut se logo mai se tum bhi ek insaan ho jiski wajah se angry chorni ab bas Mishti ban kar reh gayi hai. Mene Kuhu ko woh fake friendship wala idea nahi diya tha. Haan I know uski baat se agree karke mene galat kiya but mai toh wahi kar rahi thi jo tum chahte the. Kya yeh meri galati thi ki publishing house ne hum dono ki picture ko cover bana diya? Nahi na. To saara blame mujh par kyu aaya? Mene bahut try kiya ki mai sab kuch bhula doon, ki mai firse sab normal kar doon, but mai ese nahi reh sakti Abir. Mere liye mera self respect matter karta hai. But I guess tum hi ab mujhe lightly lene lag gye ho. I'm sorry Abir, mein bahut selfish hoon isiliye jaa rahi hoon. Sabkuch chhod ke. Tumhare ghar mai bhi mere jaane se shaanti aa jaegi. Kuhu and mere roz jhagde jo nahi honge. Tumhari Ma to mujhe pehele se hi pasand nahi karti thi, ab wo tumhare liye new wife le aaengi. Jo unki choice ho, jo tumhare ghar mai peace laaye. Yeh sab tumhe pehele to pareshan karega, kyuki chahe humare relation mai problems aa gyi ho, but I guess pyaar tum abhi bhi karte ho mujhse. But long term ke liye yehi sahi option hai Abir. Bye Ajeeb Rajvansh. I love you but mujhe dhoondhne ki koshish mat karna.
Tumhari hone ka haq ab mai kho chuki hoon,
Sirf Mishti"

Abir's eyes were red as the tears couldn't stop. He caressed the letter which had some wet circles - Mishti's tears.

He ran to check his cupboard and other files and found all of Mishti's stuff gone. She had really left him. He screamed "Mishti" at the top of his lungs and fell down on his knees.
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Mishti woke up with a jerk as if she heard Abir's scream.

"Ma'am, we are soon landing to the Chatrapati Shivaji Terminal. Please put on your seatbelts. " The flight attendant said and walked away.

"Mumbai, here we come!" Mishti whispered and looked at the window to see the airport at a near distance.
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A/N
Hey guys. So this was the first chapter. I hope you liked it. I know it's going to be a little depressing at the start but later on it's gonna get really good. Please vote and comment for the Story and do check out my other story- "Rhesha : Little Things"
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Misha 💜