Dedicated to Akshada …
(Hope you can sleep now)
Sorry for being late but I was busy somewhere else
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DEV’S POV
I stood there held in a trance wondering
“Am I dreaming? Or is it really Sona?”
He saw Sonakshi standing on the stage wearing an off-white sari with a red border. Her dense, long, midnight black hair were left open. Grace & elegance was wrapped all around her. Her lips had an enchanting smile while her hands were folded in a humble Namaste, showcasing a beautiful golden bangle on her left hand. On top of it all she had lost weight, my Ms. Potato had herself become Ms. KKS & I was determined to make her Mrs. KKS this time. As she went on thanking people her gaze suddenly fell on me. Her smile vanished, a lone tear escaped from her eyes smudging her kajal a little bit. She wiped it off quickly & diverted her gaze.
Abhi, mujh mein kahi
Baaki thodi si hai zindagi
Jagi …
Dhadkan nayi
Jaana zinda hu mai to abhi
Kuch aisi lagan iss lamhe mei hai
Ye lamha kaha tha mera
Ab hai saamne isse chu lun zaara
Mar jaaon ya jee lun zaara
Khushiyan chum lun
Ya ro lu zara
Mar jaaon ya ji lun zara
I didn’t realize when my eyes had also filled with tears. This time there was no looking back, nothing to stop me. I had to tell her the reason behind my denial. Everything will be fine. Dev & Sonakshi will become DevAkshi …
“Can I have your attention please?”
A voice from the stage broke my chain of thoughts. I looked up to find Ritvik standing there. She was looking uncomfortable. We exchanged quick glances. What happened next is something which I had never imagined in the worst of my dreams. I saw Ritvik, my friend, bow down in front of Sona, the girl whom I loved so much, & propose her. My brain stopped working. I was paralyzed, motionless. Once again my world came crashing down. I moved out of the Puja Pandal & turned again just to see the idol through my tear filled eyes. When I was suffering from cancer, I realized one thing which is that God exists but he/she enjoys playing with my toys. Whenever I writhed in pain during my cancer days, I used to raise insults at God but when I entered the pandal the smile on Kali Mata’s face assured me that everything will be okay. Today I couldn’t think of anything, I just cried looking at her just as a baby does. I turned my back towards the pandal as I saw Sona, Asha Aunty & a few others come out of the pandal. I quickly composed myself, although I’m sure that my face would still be reflecting the pain.
“Deb” I heard Asha Aunty call me … I recognized her by that Bengali touch she gave to my name
“Namaste Aunty” I said with my hands folded & face holding a fake smile.
“Tum Yahan?” She said with a quizzical look.
“Haa bas aise hi”
“Accha hua … I need a help” She said with a hopeful face but her observant eyes must have seen my pain. I hadn’t seen her or any of the Boses in these 11 years because Asha Aunty had bought a home of her own & had moved from her sister’s house. A few months later her sister also shifted. As far as Sona was concerned she refused to keep any contact with us.
“Bolo Aunty” I said after diving out from thoughts
“All of have to go back home” She told me worried “We have cars but one of us is still being left out”
“I can drop anyone”
“Rii… Sona ko le jaaoge” She said. I could make out that she changed the name at the moment. She went after passing a genuine smile.
I saw her go back to Sona but she was clearly protesting against it. I didn’t want any embarrassment to be caused so I started going away
“Ahem … Ahem”
I heard a voice & turned but actually I collided with the person.
“I’m sorry !! But saari galti meri nahi hai” I recognized the voice while still picking up the belongings of the person. I looked up to see who it was & I smiled like an idiot to look up at Sona who was standing with an apologetic face.
“Tum ho!! Who else could be walking in such an absent minded way” I said mischievously
“Bola to sorry”
I was picking up her stuff when I noticed a paper in her belongings, it was actually a donation receipt to an NGO MY SHONA’S … My heart skipped a beat at this … All these years that I’d been running this NGO there was an anonymous person donating huge amount of money … That person was SONAKSHI!!!! A new hope filled inside me… I guess the battle isn’t lost yet there’s still some hope remaining.
I opened the door of my car & she sat inside. We drove towards her house.
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PRECAP- dEvAKsHI in JAiL!!!!
The next one will be full on in comedy mode!!
This is posted just so that you don’t forget the story
The next episode will also be in DEV’s POV, he’ll be the narrator so if you don’t like the story throw tomatoes & potatoes at him I am not to be blamed
I want comments, If I get them you get an update tomorrow or the day after & If I don’t I’ll post next week!! Muaahahahahha (Evil laugh)
Sorry for not replying in the last part I’ll reply this time for sure