There is life after love… {KKB} TS (Shot 1)

Shot 1:

So… before you all scroll down to see the author…I myself will tell you all…. to save a bit of your time!

So… it’s me Ani… your all time scribbler, doodler, blabberer, or whatever…
AW, a big thanks to all those who still have the patience to read on. I must say guys you have a lot of patience…ok, ok… just kidding!

So, yeah… the same girl is here trying to kill your time again with one of her next doodle. Trying not to waste your time, I stop my talks here and will write to you at the end… do read it if you wish to.

Now to the story…Happy reading *will try to make it happy*
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‘I cannot and I will not. You better get that. Stop coming in my way from here on’

‘Why? I love you and is there any fault of mine?’

‘You cannot love me. You should not love me’

‘That’s what I want to know, why?’

‘Coz, I was dead three years ago! Will you love a dead man?’

‘When you can love a dead girl, why can’t I love a dead man?’

(Raises his hand) ‘She is not dead, understood? Another time if you say that, I will forget who you are’

‘Who am I? Who am I to you? What stops you now?’

‘There is no need that I should answer you. Just stay away’

He drops his hand and pushed the girl away. She misses balance and falls on the table nearby.

He walked off, leaving the girl to cry.

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‘Do you think what you did is right? If you think so, then you are wrong. Completely wrong! Did you even think once before telling all those to her? Have you lost it or what? What’s the little girl’s fault? You know what? She can get the best partner she wants. She deserves only the best. Do you understand? But still, she wants you. A faulty you! I don’t understand why she is wasting her time talking to you. Talking to you or wall… it’s all the same. I don’t know how much the girl has to face more. But understand one thing. She is ready to give you the life that you think you have lost. She is ready to be your dead mother, your bygone sister, missing friend and lost love. That’s all I can say you. I don’t even know whether you understand what I am telling you. Purinja sari. Illanna Ennamo senji thola’.

‘She said my love is dead… Purab’ the person breaks down.

Purab runs to him and hugs him tight.

‘Abhi understand. She didn’t mean to say that. When you said that you yourself are dead, she just wasn’t able to tolerate. She lost control and ended up telling those. Will someone be able accept that their love is dead?’

‘Even I can say that’

‘You’re not talking to solve the problem Abhi. You are only trying to make it big. She is broken already. You don’t hurt her more. You won’t know, Abhi. She loved you even before you know that someone like her existed. She got happiness just by loving someone who didn’t even know that she existed. That love is deep and pure. But Abhi, she never took any steps to make her love known. Did she ever try to force herself on you? You came to know that she loves you only after I said you. Oru dhadavai aachum Ava unkitta pesiyiruppala… illa un kanla dhaan pattu iruppala? Naan solli dhaana unakke theriyum… Yosi Abhi. Ennaala idhukku mela edhuvum seiya mudiyaathu’.

Purab starts leaving the place. For one last time he turns.

‘If you can’t do anything to her, leave this matter here itself. You can’t love her. I agree. But that doesn’t mean you can stop her from loving you’ Purab leaves the room.

He thinks… I regret telling about her to you now, Abhi. I thought that her life should not be spoiled by waiting for you. But I failed to realise that you will never forget Diya. I am afraid… Pragya will be broken now. All I wished is that the two people, whom I care for the most, should never be hurt. I thought seeing her, will change you. I wished that you both can be together. I am sure… Diya will also wish what I wish.

Thinking of Diya, only made him fly back in time. Three years ago…

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‘Diya baby… look who’s here. Your brother is back. Look what I bought for you’

‘Do I have a brother? I don’t remember…hmm… No, I had no brother. Who are you?’

‘Diya, stop it, OK. Such a big dramebazz! I know I am late. But I went to buy your favourite doll. Look. So cute just like you… right?’

‘Who wants your doll? Have it yourself’

‘Yeah… right? So many people can buy you dolls. Will you want my doll?’

‘BHAAII!!!’ Diya hugs him tight.

‘Hi Purab’

‘See. Just now I told about him, within that he came. Hi Abhi’

‘Seems that bhai and behen were talking something about me’

‘Us? About you? No-no…no-no-no’

‘Abhi, he was taunting us. He said you are there to take care of me and buy me dolls’

‘Me! Buy dolls! For you! Never’

Purab is staring at him, while Abhi continues… ‘You can have me as your doll dear’ he hugs Diya.

‘Ahem…ahemmm… I think you can have all this in your bedroom’ Purab smiles while Abhi and Diya smile sheepishly.
Abhi leaves the place messing his hair while Diya follows him leaving Purab alone.

‘Hey, you left me alone’ he shouts, smiling.

‘One small work… I want to search for my file Purab. Only Diya can help. She will be there within two minutes’ Abhi shouts.

But soon he sends Diya out, not before scolding her for coming behind him. Diya comes out murmuring.

‘Because of you he scolded me. Stupid bhai! Don’t come here, here after’ Diya said with a cute pout.

‘It’s ok. And don’t worry. I know he is waiting for you to ask sorry. I am leaving now. See you tomorrow’ Purab hugs her.

‘Bhai, you are leaving me. Give me what you give always’

Purab simply smiles. He places a kiss on Diya’s left cheek and pinches the right one. Diya smiles and nuzzles her nose with his. Then Purab leaves, smiling.

Purab is driving his car. He thinks about how his friend cares for his sister. Abhi and Diya were married three months ago. Abhi loves Diya madly and almost fought Purab a hundred times asking him (Purab) to let him marry her. At first Purab did not take it seriously. He thought that his friend is only trying to pass his college time. But later, he understood Abhi. After Abhi and Purab completed their college, Purab promised Abhi that Diya will always be his. A year later, when Diya graduated from her college, Purab married her off to him. Purab is glad that he did that coz his sister is happy and what more will he want?

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‘Purab… Purab…’ Abhi’s voice cracked.

‘Haan Abhi. Just now the flight landed. I am coming home only’

‘Purab…’

‘What happened, Abhi? Why are you tensed?’

‘Diya… Diya…’

‘DIYA! What happened to Diya? (He hears Abhi crying hard) Don’t cry Abhi. I will be there within minutes’.

Purab reaches Abhi’s home and is directed to the hospital by the servants.
He sees Abhi sitting lifelessly in the chair in front of ICU. His white shirt has red stains… red blood stains!

‘Abhi ’

That’s all. After hearing Purab’s voice, Abhi runs to him and cries, hugging him.

‘Purab… Purab, Diya, Diya…’

‘Abhi… calm down. Nothing will harm her. Tell me what happened. Only two days ago, I left the city. I even talked to her today morning before boarding the flight. What happened to her? Why is your shirt stained? Are you fine?’

‘Me! Fine! No! I am not fine. When Diya is inside how will I be fine?’

‘Stop it and tell me what happened’

‘We were out for shopping today. Diya went to buy me a watch. While crossing the road… crossing the road…’

The doctor came outside.

‘I am sorry Mr. Mehra. Your wife is dead’

‘What! How dare you tell that?’ he holds doctor’s collars… ‘You are lying. This can’t be true’ Abhi shouts.

‘Mr. Mehra… I am sorry. I can’t help. She had lost a lot of blood… severe head injury. She didn’t respond to our treatment. She was so badly hurt. Being alive for two hours is itself a miracle’ the doctor said helplessly.

Abhi sits lifelessly in the bench, while Purab cries hard. He helps Abhi gain control, but Abhi doesn’t respond. After finishing the formalities, Diya’s corpse is being pushed out in a bed.

Purab comes near it.

He kisses her left cheek and pinches the right one. Tears flowed continuously. He nuzzles his nose with hers and finally kisses her forehead for one last time.
Diya is taken away.

Abhi is still lifeless. With lot of difficulty, Purab takes him home.

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‘I killed her Purab… I killed her. It’s coz of me that she is not with me’.

‘It’s enough Abhi. I have been hearing this for past 3 weeks. How many times will I tell you that it’s not your fault? If it has happened, then no one can change it and no one can be blamed. I understand and I am more distressed than you. It’s better that you stop blaming yourself’

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Purab reached his flat. He comes to the present, only when he sees her.

‘BHAI!!!’ the girl runs to him and cries hard, hugging him.

‘I am sorry Pragya. It’s all coz of me. I must have listened to you’

‘I said it before itself. Now look. It’s all coz of you only. She was at least glad just by finding happiness by looking at him. Now you spoiled that thing also’

‘Bulbul, I didn’t mean to…’

‘There is no need to talk, Purab. I will call dad and inform everything to him. Then he will see what to do. Maybe, he can take Pragya back to US’

‘Di… pls. Stop. I am not going anywhere and you’re not telling papa’

‘Pragya! When your love died even before it got the chance to take birth, why are you still behind it?’ Bulbul shouts, bringing Pragya’s past in front of her.

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Its first day of Pragya in her college… she is tensed.

‘Excuse me… may I know the way to principal’s room’ Pragya asked to the group of boys standing in front of her.

Nobody responded to her question. Instead… they were staring at her so badly. Slowly, a devilish grin appeared in one of the boy’s face. Pragya didn’t understand. She decided to ask again and opened her mouth… that’s when a strong arm caught her hands and dragged her to the other side of the corridor.

Pragya shrugged his hands off and started to scold him. But the moment she saw him, she stood still… like a statue.

‘Are you mad? Why did you go there? Do you want to be ragged? Hey! Wait a second. You are not this college, are you?’

Pragya nodded her head in a no.

‘Oh. Ok…You were asking way to principal room, right? Go straight. You will see two corridors. Take the left one. Right side last room’ he said and left the place without even a second glance on her.

Pragya stood still watching him go. That’s when someone else shook her shoulder.

‘BHAI!!!’ Pragya hugs him.

‘Don’t call me bhai. Then how will I marry your sister?’

‘You are always my bhai. I never saw you as an outsider. Even if you marry Bulbul di, I will call you bhai only’ Pragya told and side hugged him.

‘Come… let’s see the princi’ he dragged her.

‘Bhai, what did di tell you?’

‘Purab…! Take care of Pragya’ he said imitating Bulbul while Pragya laughed.

Pragya looked at the boy vanishing in a distance and smiled to herself. ‘I will have a wonderful time searching you’ she thinks and smiles again.

They leave to the principal room.
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So coming to this story…
This was actually planned to be an OS…but it became too big that I have to post it as a three shots. This story sprang up out of nowhere, you see. It popped somehow and I started putting the bits in place. Finally it took this shape. I wish I didn’t disappoint you all. If anyone’s offended with this, please let me know.

Also let me know whether I should post the next part or not. I will see your comments and post it if you wish. And i know, the montage is a little… ok actually so much depressing… don’t know how many cursed me for this!!!! SO SORRY FOR THAT…

Next…

I know it’s been a while since I had been in touch with you all. So… nothing, just wanted to say a hi.

Hi guys!

I don’t know when I will be back to regular *though I was never one… at least a bit regular* I know so many of my doodles are pending.
Will try to complete all soon…

Then, nothing…. oh, I forgot something… hi silent readers. Hope you had a good time reading this. Though I cannot know what you think, I wish this was not a waste of time. Do comment if possible…

And yeah… no getting offended this time! Me… Not depressed now!!!!

But that doesn’t mean you all not commenting! He… he… he… kidding again.

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