After roaming about a whole day in Agra the students were sent to their hotel. This was a different hotel run by UPTDC, situated within a radius of 1 km of the Taj Mahal the hotel gives a full camping experience … the guests are made to stay in tents, if you step out of your tent you can see the Taj Mahal in its full splendor (This hotel exists in reality don’t ask the address or the name even… I’ve forgotten both … the details about the hotel will be a mix of fiction & reality)
In the section where Devakshi’s class was staying their class teacher had organized a small party with special food for her class & also small games. The students were playing truth & dare. Dev entered the party spot & Sonakshi followed a few minutes later. She sat next to Elena
Elena: Were you crying?
Sona: No …
Elena: Doesn’t seem so … Your Papa’s birthday is tomorrow? Isn’t it?
Sona nodded her head
Elena: Missing him
Sona looked down
Elena: Aww !! Sona don’t cry … if not physically but emotionally he’ll always be with
Sona: yes…
Elena hugged Sonakshi. Then their focus went back to the game. The bottle stopped at Sonakshi.
A classmate: Truth or Dare?
Sona: Dare
Jatin: Oho Sona dare & all … maar diya jaaye ki chod diya jaaye bol tere saath kya suluk kia jaaye?
Elena: Guys guys listen … It’s Sona’s Papa’s birthday tomorrow … So let me give her the dare
Elena turned towards Sona & said, “You’ve always spoken about that song that your father wrote … sing that … just as a tribute to him…”
Everyone agreed that it would be the perfect dare. Sonakshi who was fighting with her tears, composed herself & looked up. The song was special to her but today she could feel the lyrics. She lifted her eyes, fixed her gaze at Dev. A whole bunch of people were sitting near her but in that moment there was only Dev that mattered to her. The whole world vanished. It was just Dev, the moonlight & the Taj Mahal in the background that was present for Sona at that moment… She began singing
Sadgi acchi lagi hai mujhko teri
Sacchi lagi pyar ki adayein ye teri
Teri ho chuki hu tujhko pata bhi to ho
Mere pyaar mein teri raza bhi to ho
Pehli dafa hai ki mujhmein tu chalka hai
Mere rangon me kuch rang hai tere jaise bhi
Kuch Rang pyaar ke aise bhi …
Kuch Rang pyaar ke aise bhi…
That was the most special day in Sona’s life. The party got over… everyone went back to their tents. The clock struck 12. Elena was fast asleep but Sona couldn’t sleep. She had a lot to say. She got up; opened her bag & took out her diary. She flipped the pages & found the rose that Dev had given her that day when they became their friends. She touched it gently and took out her pen & began writing
“Papa… I miss you … I miss you so badly … but you know today is the best day of my life. I’ve learned to let go… let go of the past & embrace the present …
Everyone was partying but I didn’t feel like. How could I? Your birthday reminds me of so much … all that we shared in those few years when we were together & all the sufferings that I & mom had to face after that. I was sitting alone in this hotel on the grass away from all tents & looking at the Taj. It looked even more beautiful in the night when it was drenched in moonlight. My thoughts were travelling in the past. I looked at the night sky just to find you somewhere in the stars but all these bookish things seem so baseless in front of the harsh reality. That was when I felt that someone came near me I turned & saw that it was Dev. He came & sat next to me. This morning, I had promised him that I’ll speak to him always he’ll never have to bear silence from my side but how could I speak now when I was drowning into the horrible memories of my past.”
A tear fell on the page of the diary & spilled the ink. Sonakshi looked up, wiped her tears & felt lost in her thoughts. She continued writing…
“ There was some strange magic in that moment. He could sense that I didn’t feel like talking. Surprisingly he gave me the space & gently held my hand… I looked at him he looked all the more handsome then with nothing but the moonlight kissing his face. When he held my hand I felt a strange assurance. I told him that it’s your birthday tomorrow. He didn’t say a word just tightened his grip over my hand as if trying to tell me that he was ready to hear all that was inside me. For the first time in all these years I felt like opening up. I told him that after your death the way we were treated. The man that I should lawfully call my uncle was after are lives so that he could take over your property. I told him that the lady who used to call herself your mom locked me up one day & refused to let me meet mom & didn’t gave me food for days at a stretch so that mom give’s your property to her entirely. It wasn’t that the property & money that we wanted it was justice that we were fighting for. That was when Maasi & Mesho helped us get out of that place. We lived in a separate house in Kolkata where I was doing my schooling & mom was working as a teacher but those wolves of your family followed us till there. One day they broke into our house, smashed everything inside… Maasi brought us to Delhi… Mom didn’t want to fight anymore she gave up we moved here … We left all the property,wealth & even your surname. These materialistic things may have gone to them but you are with us … Aren’t you???
I went on telling him whatever was inside me … he kept on listening … I broke down he removed his hand, which was drenched in sweat because of his own tight grip. He hugged me. I didn’t realize that it was Dev until he spoke. I felt that same comfort in resting my head against his chest that I felt when I used to hug you. I felt that I found you again. When he spoke, he brought me out of that life of misery, guilt & remorse that I was living in. He cupped my face, wiped my tears, took me back into his embrace. I went on crying, he stroked my hair. He told me to let go. I still remember exactly what he said
“Sona… Sona… ssssh … what is done is done… it’s Papa’s birthday you can’t spoil it by crying for those monsters. You’re out of the hell… You’re here Sona… you’re with me … See … look up … I am there with you …. Be happy … there is nothing left in the past…”
I looked up, there was genuine concern in his eyes. He wiped my tears, shared my pain. No one has ever done that to me….
All that I feel for him now, can’t be infatuation, if this is not love what else could be?
I don’t know if he’ll ever reciprocate … I don’t want to know that now … all I need to know & feel right now is this feeling of love…
Ms Sonakshi Bose is in love with Mr Dev Dixit …….
Jisse zindagi dhundh rahi hai
Kya ye wo makam mera hai?
Ya chain se bas ruk jaaon
Kyu dil ye mujhe kehta hai
Jazbaat naaye se mile hai jaane kya asar ye hua hai
Ek aas mili fir mujhko jo kubool kisi ne kia
Kisi shaayar ki ghazal jo de ruh ko sukoon ke pal …
Koi mujhko yun mila hai jaise banjaare ko ghar
Jaise banjaare ko ghar
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Sorry for no fun factor but couldn’t add that because it would spoil the mood
PRECAP- DRUNK ISHWARI KARE DHAMAAL… NATASHA KO DEV KE SAATH FLIRT KARTA HUA DEKH KE SONA HUI LAAAL
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PS- For those who haven’t read from the beginning Bijoy is not Sona’s Baba in the ff & PWR is not Dev’s mom… Sona’s dad is dead in my ff