Lines in bold italics signify flashback~
"Ye kya.." A cloth muffled his words, adding to his fury. He took it off his face, discovering a lime coloured kurti of cotton fabric.
"Yeh kamre ka kya kabaada banakar rakha hain?!" Akshat asked, enraged as he glanced over the heap of clothes messing the floor.
"Aap agaye? Dekhiye na hume humari hare rang ka kurti nehi mil rahi. Kaha rakh diya humne? Kahi aapne toh nehi liya na?" She asked.
"It's in my hands."
"Arey, aapne sach mein li thi humari kurti? Buri baat hain Uncle, yaha hum kab se dhund rahe hain ise." She frowned.
"You threw it on my face, idiot! Why the hell did you mess with my room!!" He shouted, unable to soak in the disarray.
As she flinched at his intimidating tone, realisation dawned upon his face.
Nadaan hain meri bachhi, bholi hain...
khayal rakhiyega meri beti ka
yaad rakhiyega, main apni beti nehi jaan saup raha hu aapko.
His gaze softened reminiscing the promise he had made. Sighing, he lifted her up from the floor, asking her to sit on the bed.
"Guddan, apni chaaron taraf dekhkar batao, yeh jo tumne kamre ka huliya banakar rakha hain, kya tumhe khud achha lag raha hain yeh dekhkar?"
"Humne jaan bujhkar nehi kiya, hum dhund rahe the na isliye dhyaan nehi diya.."
"Maine woh nehi kaha. Dekho, jab tum kaam kar rahi ho toh apne chaaron taraf dekhkar, cheezon ka dhyaan rakhkar kaam kiya karo. Tum saaf niyat se kaam karti ho, par yeh duniya alag hain, tumhare andar jhak kar koi nehi dekhega, bas log utna hi dekhenge jitna woh dekhna chahte hain. Isiliye, tumhari niyat ko undekha kar log aas paas ki gandegi hi dekhenge. Beparwa hona achha hain, par itna bhi nehi ki tumhari zindegi hi ulajh jay."
"Uncle, logo ka kaam hi hain galatiyaan nikaalna, iska matlab yeh toh nehi ki hum humesha unhi ke vichaaron ke bare mein soche. Hum toh apne ghar mein aise hi rehte the, kyunki ghar woh hain jaha apnapan lage, jaha hum apne marzi ka kar sake, koi museum thodi hain jaha showpiece hote hain aur unka dhyaan rakhna padta hain."
"Yeh bhi tumhara ghar hain, yaha bhi tum apne man ki kar sakti ho, koi rukawat nehi hain. Main tumhe apni adatein badal neko nehi keh raha, kyunki tumhari adatein hi tumhe sabse alag banate hain. Par haan, zindegi mein thoda therav, thode anushasan ki bhi zarurat hoti hain..... Sahi kaha tumne, ghar mein koi rok tok nehi honi chahiye, par jaha tum reh rahi ho, jaha tumhe itna apnapan mehsoos hota hain, kya tumhara farz nehi banta ki tum us jageh ko saaf rakho, uska dekhbhaal karo? Ghar se pyaar zaroor karti ho, par tumne khud hi toh kaha tha ki pyaar ko jatana bhi chahiye. Log tumhe tumhari galatiyaan dikhane se pehle hi agar tum unhe sudhaar logi, toh sikhayat ki gunjaish hi nehi bachegi. Logon ki baaton ko andekha zaroor karo, par apni galatiyon ko nehi. Har ek galati hume kuch seekh deti hain, aur agar hum uss seekh ko na samajhkar usi galati ko daudate rahe, toh kabhi na kabhi woh galati gunha ban jata hain aur tab unhe sudhaarne ka mauka hume shayad hi milega."
"Haan sahi kaha aapne, hum na ek hi galati baar baar daudate hain, pata nehi kyun." Guddan knitted her brows in confusion.
"Kyunki ya toh tum apni galati ke bare mein bahot zyada sochti ho, ya toh bilkul sochti hi nehi ho. Agar usse judi seekh par dhyaan dogi, toh tumse dubaara wahi galati nehi hogi....... Ab chalo, is kabaade ko sametna bhi hain.."
"Kabaada nehi hain, humare kapre hain!" She whined.
"Whatever.."
She smiled, things have changed between them in this one month. If you could adjust, why wouldn't I?
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