Still love you….#Os (c)

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“Kunjj bahiya aa gaye”,said Chiku.
“Kunj…..Bhaiya….Bhaiya…bhaiyaaa”,said the kids circling around Kunj.
Kunj was happy to see his kids around him.
“Mujhe bhool gaye?”,said a timid voice.
All turned around and found little Pari standing with hands on her waist and a frown on her face.
“No…. Naaa…..How can we forget our little princess?”,said Kunj and picked up Pari in his arms and twirled her around.
He kept her down. Kunj caressed the kids’ heads and handed them each an ice cream cone. The kids beamed with joy on eating the ice cream.
Kids always lightened Kunj’s mood.
He had opened a NGO for the needy kids a long back. These kids were his support system. He would find peace admist their childish talks.
Kunj played with them and called someone aloud.”Calendar!!!!!” …….”O Calendar!!”….
A man in his early thirties came out quickly rubbing away sleep from his eyes and stood in front of him.
Kunj-Oh mister…sleepy head! Phir se? You were sleeping away!!
Kids laughed on seeing Mr.Sleepy head.
Calendar was the caretaker of the NGO. He was cheerful man and clumsy too. He would often sleep by the day forgetting all his work. Sometimes,he would burn the food due to his carelessness.
“Listen! Tomorrow get the kids to the function at Care Mental Hospital…..You won’t forget.Will you?”,said Kunj.
“Of course not, I will not forget….”,replied Calendar.
Kunj- Ok then! Baccho Abhi chalta hoon main. Ok? Be ready tomorrow.
Kids smiled and pecked Kunj’s cheek.
Kunj bade them goodbye and came back home.
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A tired Kunj entered his room after having dinner and fell back on sofa.
Oh he wished for some rest! Being successful isn’t so easy, he thought.
Kunj got up , threw his coat off and opened a few buttons of his shirt to let the sweat dry. He then moved to his side table and picked out a cigarette.
He went to his balcony,lighted the cigarette and puffed it…. He smirked.
“Twinkle! Tune mujhe Kya bana diya! Dekh aaj main upar hoon, aur tu pata nahi kahan? Main Kunj se the Kunj Sarna ban gaya….I killed that stupid Kunj….No, you killed that stupid Kunj. Tere pyaar ne mujhe pagal bana diya tha , aur tere dhoke ne…..mujhe ek kamyaab insaan…..I loved you….huh! I was foolish…..a big fool…..a big emotional fool…. you played with my emotions….Mazak bana ke rakh diya tumne mujhe…..Mazak bana diya tumne
mere pyaar ko,mere bacche ko…..You killed my unborn soul….But inspite of all this I am not able to forget you…… Kitni ajeeb baat hai na? Tumne itni aasani se sab kuch chod diya….Lekin Main?……”,smiled Kunj on his helpnessness and threw the cigarette.
He closed his eyes and took a few breaths.
Kunj- hohh…..I don’t know why???? God…..help me …..Erase all the memories….God dammit brain!!! Cool…..easy…..cool down…..

He went inside and looked himself in the mirror and smiled.
Kunj was smiling seeing his reflection in the mirror but soon his expressions changed and tears found a way……He cried seeing himself in the mirror. His legs gave way and he sat on the floor, venting​ out his emotions.
“Go….away…..from my mind….chali jao….mere Dil….se ……door…..”
It was very difficult for him. His brain was not ready to forget that woman and those memories. It would seem very easy but it wasn’t.
After crying his heart out he wiped off his tears and got up.
“Ohh!!!! Hoh!!! Why I cried? I didn’t cry for these five years but why today…..God! Give me strength…..ab aur nahi ro sakta main..!….There are more , better things than love! Pyaar sab kuch nahi hota!…..”,Kunj thought and went to freshen up.
It’s said we remember two people the most i.e the one who love us the most and the other who hurt us the most.
Same was with Kunj….
What a trick fate played with him!
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“Sir…. Lobotomy kar dete hain!”,said the nurse.
“No, we can’t do it….abhi nahi Kar sakte…..she has a little hope of recovery.”,said Dr.Ramesh Khanna.
“Sir….bahut pareshaan Kar rakha Hai isne……Kabhi bilkul chup rehti Hain….Sometimes she gets agitated…..She always stares the sky…..She behaves as if she is a model…..apni khilone ko apna baccha bana ke pyaar karti Hai…..Diwaro par kisi ki tasveere bana deti Hai….kuch yaad Kar kar ke cheekhti Hai!!! We are fed up her tantrums….Sometimes we feel she is normal and fine but then she does something odd…..”,said the nurse.
Dr.Khanna- hmmmm….I think she is still in her trauma… Let’s hope that she gets well….Pata nahi iske Ghar waale Kahan Hai? Paanch saalon seekoi nahi dekhne Aya Hai isse…
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A girl with bobbed hair was seen sitting cross-legged in one corner of a dark room.
She was continuously moving to and fro. She was murmuring something.
Her face was pale and she looked weak.
Darkness had engulfed the room, sobs were heard…….
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“Hmmmm…..love you Kunj….”
Twinkle kisses Kunj’s neck and inhales his scent.
Kunj wraps his arms around her,pulls her from his right side, cocooning both of them in the sheets,he shuts her up by placing a kiss on her lips.
“I know that…..keep quiet now”,said Kunj and scratched her back .He engages himself in loving her at that moment.
They entwine their fingers. Kunj kisses Twinkle on side of her heart and tickles her.Twinkle stops him by holding his hands and wraps his neck with her arms and kisses his nose.
A moment of love is being shared.
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“Aaaa…….. Nahiiii………..Aaahhhhh……….” violent screams fill the place where the shadow was seen….The girl screamed and banged her hands on the floor.
“Kunj…….Kunj!!!!!……Kunj!! “,screamed Twinkle.
She was remembering the moments of love which she had spent with Kunj in the past. Remembering those days and nights filled with love, she would shout for Kunj everyday….She would call out Kunj’s name everytime and cry for him.

She was Twinkle…..yes, she was same Twinkle Taneja who was once a famous model. Twinkle after seeing her career destroyed in front of her was in deep shock.She had grown penniless by then. No one was ready to give her work.She had lost all her so called friends.After betraying Kunj, she then started to realise that she was nothing without him.She realised that she herself had killed their love.No was there to look after her,not even her maid.Twinkle left har apartment as she was not able to pay it’s rent.She had come on roads.She did not get food for days.It seemed God was punishing her for her sins.Soon, Twinkle was under depression and her depression soon changed into a mental disorder.She would behave in an odd manner.People who saw her , decided to call Mental Asylum so that they may take her away. And there she was in the asylum, paying for her sins.
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Imperfect lines constituted the unclear sketches on the walls……Someone was seen running​ a stick dipped in charcoal at a particular spot on the wall as if trying to draw.
A sharp nose……sculpted face…… dimpled chin…… prominent expressive orbs……soft appearing locks of hair constituted the sketches drawn on the wall……
Twinkle drew sketches on the walls of her ward and those sketches were of Kunj.
She was continuously roaming her hands on the walls as if trying to feel something.
“Hahahaha….pagal…..pagal….aurat…..pagal…”,said her fellow patient.
“I am not mad!”,roared Twinkle.
“Yes ..you are !”
Twinkle-I am not mad…
“Yes you are !!! ”
This was enough for Twinkle , she got up slapped that woman hard across her face.
“Ahhhh! Is pagal ne mujhe Mara….”, cried that woman.
Twinkle lost her senses and started beating that woman.
A conjecture was created as every patient was interested in watching the fight.
Soon the nurse arrived and injected a medicine in Twinkle’s neck nerve.
“Aah…..”,said Twinkle and fell down.
*****************************************.So….My lovely people!!! ¡Hola!…..I missed you and writing here a lot .Well, 2 weeks have passed since I posted the promo for final shot…..???
This not the final shot but it’s part (c).
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