Susheela was crying and deep was holding her hairs in a fist.
Susheela - tum kitne gire hue ho... Tumhari wajah se Pramod kya kuch nahi face kar raha hai... Ek baat Yaad rakhna... Ek baar agar Pramod ko pata chal gaya na ki is sab ke peeche tum ho... To maar dalega vo tumhe...!! Uska gussa tum nahi jante... Samjhe.
He threw her aside and left from the room.
...
In the evening.
Pramod opened Aadi's cupboard to take out some documents. Which he need to submit in the school lastly.
He found a beautiful paper sticked with a rose.
He opened it.
"Happy mother's day" was written on the note.
He turned that papers and found Susheela's picture.
This was the way he wished her mother's day.
He kept that note and rose back, he crushed her photo and threw it in a corner.
He took out the document and suddenly the door bell rung.
He opened the door.
Pramod - tu....
Susheela - baat karni hai tumse...
He slammed the door.
Susheela - pramod please... Zaroori baat hai...... Aadi ke liye... Please.
He didn't responded.
Susheela - please Pramod... I know gussa ho tum... Par ek baar... Bas ek baar baat sun lo... Aadi ne kaha tha mughe.... Ki...
He opened the door and came out side.
Pramod - mere bacche ka naam tughe lene ki zarurat nahi hai. Mar gaya hai vo.
Susheela - I know tum bhot pareshan ho but listen.. Aadi ko mara gaya tha....
He pushed her away.
Pramod - kuch nahi sun na mughe... Dur raho mughse! Samajh nahi aati zara si baat... Aur tera haq kya tha us par... Vo kya lagta tha tera!!!
He shouted very loudly.
Susheela - mai maa thi uski... Tumhari biwi thi...
Pramod - to..... Saare rishte to tod diye the na humse... Ab aur kya chaiye?
Susheela - tum mugh par trust to karo...
Pramod - agar ab apni ye shakal lekar yaha se nahi gayi na.... To abhi ke abhi mai khud police ko call karke tughe yaha se bhej dunga...
She came a step ahead.
Pramod - dur ho ja mughse... Mere bacche ki to jaan le li. Meri to baksh de.
She was stilled with his words and went inside closing the door on her face.
Susheela - kya tum mughe ab vo Pyaar nahi karte... Jo pehle karte the... Keh do tumhe Nafrat hai mughse...
She said and tears rolled over her cheek.
He was still standing on the door crying. She turned and left, still crying to see him, to talk to him. He opened the door to see her... But she has left. He fell on his knees bursting out with tears. On the other side. She can't stop her tears. They truly needed each other. But the destiny had another plan.
He stands from there and came out of house finding her but she was no where. She could feel that he may come to look for her. She turned to find her. But he was no where in the route.
O.. Mehrama...
Kya mila...?
Yu juda hoke bata...
Na khabar..
Apni rahi..
Na raha tera pata..
O.. Mehrama..
Kya mila..?
Yu juda hoke bata..
They can't share the pain which is totally same in there hearts... Being tired of his hatred and he can not hate her more.
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