Hi All!
After a bekar, bakwas and bematlab update I am trying to write a light-hearted chapter.
I hope you love this chapter...
Coz this chapter is all about hope and love!!!
Chapter dedicated to AmZaraa123, sjamali & MairaKhan2
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By Prayosha_Rathod
Meri Duniya Hai Tujhme
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"Uhu uhu uhu" the sound of vigorous coughing brought Raman out of his thoughts.
On turning back, he found Ishita standing at the edge of the sliding door to the balcony protecting her nose and mouth with her palm.
Raman immediately pressed the cigarette in the ash tray and quickly waved his hands in the air trying to ward off the injurious smoke in the air.
"Are you ok?" He asked rubbing her back out of concern as she continued to cough.
Ishita cleared her throat in an attempt to stop coughing and said "Yeah I am fine"
Raman kept waving in the air with one hand and from the other one he continued to rub her back. "Tum andar chalo. Mai tumhare liye paani laata hoon" he said.
"No Raman...It's ok. I am fine now" Ishita said after clearing her throat many times.
"Are you sure?" He wasn't convinced yet.
"Yes I am" she said with a smile feeling better.
"Ok" he nodded.
"Chalein andar?" Raman asked wanting to escape the situation as he feared a confrontation.
"Nahi...mujhe thodi der rukna hai" Ishita said and leaned on the railings.
"Raat bahut hogayi hai. Tumhe so jaana chahye" Raman reasoned standing a few inches away from her. Actually he had understood that Ishita would have a lot of questions to him for staying up so late in the night and he clearly didn't want to answer her queries.
"Aap bhi toh nahi soye" she stated turning towards him.
"Woh...bas....aise hi...thandi hawa khane aaya tha" Raman lied looking everywhere but her.
"Thandi hawa khaane? Ya garam hawa chodne?" She asked waving the cigarette packet in front of his face.
Raman was embarassed rather ashamed on being caught smoking in the middle of the night. The lifeless debris of the lifetaking agent on the ash tray clearly told her that he had smoked cigarettes after cigarettes.
"Sorry" he apologised guiltily pushing the cigarette packet and the ash tray into the trash can.
"Aap roz raat ko smoke karte ho?" Ishita asked surprised.
"Nahi...roz nahi karta" he answered honestly.
"Maine pehle kabhi aapko smoke karte hue nahi dekha" Ishita remembered.
"Bahut pehle mujhe adat thi. Jab kabhi bahut zyada pareshan hota tha toh Papa ke collection se cigarette churake smoke karleta tha" he chuckled recalling his old habit from college days.
"Iska matlab aaj aap bahut zyada pareshan ho" Ishita caught it.
Raman looked at her baffled and then turned away realising he had blurted out the truth unknowingly. It wouldn't be easy to cover it up now as he himself had revealed it to her.
He kept his back to her and held the railing for support as his entire body shook at the realisation.
"Kya baat hai Raman? Mai pichle do dinon se dekh rahi hoon aap kuch khoye khoye se ho. Na kisi se theek se baat kar rahe ho, na hi waqt pe ghar aa rahe ho. Kya hua hai?" Ishita voiced what she had noticed about him.
Still keeping his back to her, he nodded his head from right to left indicating a 'No'.
His demeanor clearly told Ishita that he was not ready yet to tell her what was bothering him.
"It's ok Raman" she said holding his hand that was kept on the railing in a comforting grip. He relaxed a bit under her touch.
"Arey suno na! Mujhe aapko kuch batana tha" she said diverting the topic as she didn't want to trouble him with her interrogation.
"Haan bolo" Raman weakly said without turning back.
"Aise nahi. Aap 2 minute rukiye. Mai abhi aati hoon" she said and rushed to their room.
Within minutes she was back with a duvet and some cushions. Raman watched amused what she was upto.
Having spread the duvet on the floor, she seated herself on it supporting her back by the cushion and extended her legs straight in the direction of the railings. She patted the spot next to her and invited Raman to join her.
"Aao na" she cutely called out to him as he stood confused with her actions.
He could not deny her call and so cautiously walked towards her. She held his wrist and pulled him down making him sit beside her. He had kept a fair amount of distance between them which was probably indigestible by Ishita and so she shifted herself closer to him leaving almost no gap between them. She wound her right hand around Raman's left hand and filled the gap between his fingers with her fingers and closed them behind his palm. Ishita noticed that Raman was apprehensive about closing his fingers around her palm, so she took the lead by folding his fingers on her palm. Raman stared at her blankly and Ishita gave him a reassuring smile. That smile seemed to have given Raman the courage and he tightened his grip on her hand. Ishita was happy that she was able to comfort him to some extent.
-----To be continued-----
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