Ch7.2 ~Paining hearts~

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At around 2am

Karan was unable to sleep due to the day's events. He was extremely guilty of his actions and words. He went to the terrace to have some fresh air. He had just entered the terrace when he heard someone sobbing.

Karan: (in mind) yeh aawaaz.. Yeh aawaaz to... Monami?

He goes to the other side of the terrace and sees monami, sitting with a photo frame in her hand. It was the photo of her late parents.

Karan was so much shaken seeing her condition. One could easily tell just by looking at her that she has been crying since a long. And the worst part - She is still crying. Karan felt guilty but couldn't decide what to do. He hence turned around to leave but stopped hearing to monami's voice.

Mo: (in a sad tone) Papa... Mumma.. Aapko pata hai.. Bachpan se na.. Aapke jaane ke baad se.. Yahan kisine bhi mujhe aapki yaad nahi aane di.. Aapko to pata hai na.. Kaise me roz aapke photo se baat karti thi.. Phir dheere dheere roz nahi, sirf kabhi kabhi baat karne lagi.. Pata hai kyun? Kyunki yahan kabhi aisa nahi laga jaise me kisi aur ke ghar me hoon... Sooraj uncle aur Gayatri aunty (PARAM AND KARAN'S PARENTS) ne kabhi param bhaiya, karan aur mere beech farak nahi kiya.. Aur pata hai, mujhe to kehte the ki me unki beti hoon.. Aur wo khadoos... Mera matlab.. Karan.. Wo to kitna jalta tha mujhse (she said this slightly smiling).

Karan was listening to all this and went into flashbacks.

K: Kya yaal monu, hamesha meli chocolate khaa leti..

Mo: Alle alle.. Chhota bacha ro raha😂 tumhe kichhne kaha tha meli ice cream khaane ko

K: Arre pal tumhein bukhal tha. Tum ice cream khaati to aise aaachhoo aaachhoo karke chhinkti

Mo: Jhoot. Tumne meli icecream ichhiliye khaai kyunki tumhali icecream pighal gayi thi.. Ichhiliye me yeh chocolate khaaungi..

Gayatri: Arre kyun jhagada karrahe ho dono.. Karan, beta me tere liye baad me chocolate le aaungi.. Abhi meri beti ko khaane de.. Wo chhoti hai na tujhse.

K: Koi chhoti nahi hai mumma.. Sirf ek saal late paida hui..

Gayatri: Karan.. Mene kaha na.. Me le aaungi tere liye ek nayi chocolate.. Yeh wala usse khaane de..

Monu was making faces teasing karan😛😛

K: huh.. Mujhe to yeh doubt hota ki aap meli mumma ho bhi ya nahi.. Meli koi value hi nahi hai iss ghar me..

And he made a sad pout..

Mo: oofoo khaloos.. Yeh lo.. (she breaks the chocolate in half) yeh tumhala aul yeh mela.. Ok? Chalo ab hachho..

And they shared the chocolate and were laughing. Gayatri was adoring their bond.

Karan smiled thinking about those days. He continued listening to monami.

Mo: Hum sab ek saath school jaate the.. Karan to pure school ko dhamkata tha.. Taaki koi mujhe pareshan naa kare... Param bhaiya bhi... Uncle ne to mujhe support kiya... Mujhe doctor banaya... Barkha bhabhi aayi.. Mujhe na bilkul apni chhoti behen jaise pyaar karti hai wo... Aur baby.. Ekdum natkhat si.. Din bhar dr girl dr girl bolke thak ti hi nahi..

She now had tears in her eyes..

Mo: uske baad jo hua. Wo to aap dono ne dekha tha na... Meri koi galti nahi thi maa.. Sachi papa.. Meri koi galti nahi thi.. Par karan.. (her voice cracked) Karan ko .... Aisa lagta ki.. Meri wajah se kavya ko goli lagi aur wo..😭..

Karan couldnt understand what he should do. Whom to believe??

Mo: (after taking a pause) mujhe pata tha maa.. Ki karan mujhe uske baad se pasand nahi karta.. Jaanti hoon... Usne jo dekha.. Uski jagah agar me hoti.... To me bhi wahi karti... Par mujhe nahi pata tha... Ki karan to mujhe apni family.😭😭😭 family bhi nahi.. Nahi maanta😭😭

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