Forbidden To Love

2. You Deserve This!

A magnificent, picturesque house stood in the middle of the city. Walls painted in peach and high arched windows of clear glass. A few trees circled around it, adding onto its charm. The interior had glowy marbled floors who dared to challenge the sun. The sober yet elegant furnitures whispered secretly their standards. A staircase led the way to the spacious rooms in the upper storey, appearing as if a way to heaven. A cherry topping, the top storey had a swimming pool built with cool blue tiles, perfectly complimenting the crystal blue water in it. On the nameplate, it featured golden text on white background, the name Jindal Bhavan.

"Yeh kaisa khana banaya hain tumne? Mujhe hi pasand nehi aa raha toh Aj ko pasand kaise aayega! Khanon ko parakhne ka zimmedari Aj ne mujh par bharosa rakhkar saupa hain, aur tum log ek kam bhi dhang se nahi kar pate! Jaakar phirse ise achhe se banakar lao, Aj kisi bhi wakt aate hi honge.." Remarked a lady, tasting the food.

"Par ma'am, maine toh khana bahot dhyaan se banaya tha, phir bhi achha kyun ne..."

"Aj ke restaurant mein kaam karte ho tum, aur yaha sirf unke nazariyon se cheeze hoti hain, khaas kar khana. Jaldi jao ab!" The lady commanded.

"Tumhe apne zimmedaariyan sambhaalte dekh achha lag raha hain Lakshmi. Par dhyaan rahe, koi bhi..."

"Galati nehi honi chahiye kyuki Aj ko galatiyon se sakth nafrat hain. Sahi kaha na Durga Di?" Lakshmi completed her sister-in-law's sentence, plastering a smile.

"Rahul apni aur saru ki saal giraah manana chahta tha isliye Aj ne is party mein haami bhadi hain, ab beech mein kuch galat ho gaya toh shayad Aj party beech mein hi rok dein... Main nehi chahti aaj ke din un dono ko kisi baat ki thes pahuche." Durga trailed.

"Durga Di aap pareshaan kyun ho rahi hain, kuch nehi hoga. Aap us taraf dekhiye, kitni pyaari lag rahi hain na Rahul ji aur Saru ki jodi?"

"Haan Lakshmi, bahot hi pyari."
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Stepping inside the house, he paused, his gaze wandering through the decorations. His dark, distressed eyes behind the black rimmed eyeglasses had in them an unspoken story, a story none could pierce through. A story which he wanted to scream out to the world, but what all came was the mere whisper of his tired soul. All that won't bring her back. Having a look at his gold plated watch, he went for his room and changed himself into a black full sleeved shirt paired with a grey blazer. He had that strange aura about him, an aura so cold and commanding, yet fascinating. He was a faded colour from something, painted years ago.

I am alive, living the life of a dead.
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"Arey waah Chutki, tujhe toh bade gharane se cake ka order mila hain! Pata hain, yeh ghar na bilkul humare sapnon ke raj mahal jaisa hain!" Guddan exclaimed, her mouth agape to the beauty that stood in front. She smiled dreamily, she had painted a similar home in her imaginations. A home of love, colours.
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"Yeh party bhale hi Saru aur Rahul ki saal giraah ke khushi mein rakhi gayi hain, par iska ek aur maksad bhi hain.. Hum teeno bahuyen humare sasur, Aj ke liye ek aisa jeevansaathi dhund rahe hain jo unke har ek kadam par saath dein, jo unke layak ho.." Durga announced.

"Durga bahu, jab baat meri shaadi ki ho rahi hain toh mere saat vachan bhi sabko pata hona chahiye, inke bina toh shaadi kabhi poori nehi ho sakti na.........

Mera pehla vachan, main use kabhi bhi, apni patni hone ka darja nehi dunga. Hum dono ke beech koi rishta nehi rahega, woh sirf is ghar mein ek saas aur bahu bankar aayegi.

Mera dusra vachan, main kisi bhi musibat mein nahi apni patni ka saath dunga aur nahi uska raksha karunga. Use kuch bhi ho jaye, woh meri zimmedaari nehi aur nahi mujhe koi fark padega.