2 months later…. .
In Paris…
Sona wakes up just to find herself surrounded with books , clothes, and her laptop. Sona didnt know when she slept . Sona starts working again. She always occupied herself with work . Just then she received a message . Sona smiled. Message :video chat in 5 min. Sona noticed her room was a mess and she would really get a scolding for that. Just then her laptop buzzed. It was Dev who had called her. Dev ” tum ek typical workaholic ban gayi ho. Halat tho dekho apni . Tum itni jaldi ut kyu gayi.(it was 7 in India and 3:30 am in Paris). ” Sona ” mein teekh hoon Dev.” She was weak.Dev “I am sorry meine itni subah tumhe disturb kiya…” Sona ” Dev already ut chuki thi woh mein apne mails check kar rahi thi…tum batao itni subah call kyu kiya?”(its ok Dev I was already up…I was just checking my mails …you tell why did you call so early.) Dev “woh Natasha hain na sorry Nats uske company ke saath contract sign karna tha isliye tumhe puch rahu hoon
Natasha kitni badal gayi hain na. Actually ek baar sochu tho lagtha she is a really sweet girl.”(I just wanted to ask whether should I sign the contract with Natasha oops Nats company. Natasha has changed. Actually if I genuinely think about her she is really sweet) . Sona” jo tum chaho. “. Sona was feeling hurt . She thought Natasha was succeeding in her plan. Unknowingly tears sprang up but she couldn’t show this to Dev . She plastered a fake smile on her face.Dev “ok. Chee tumhara room kitna gandha hain “( chee your room is so dirty ). Sona “Dev gandhgi jitni saaf karne jaoge utna hi gandha tum bhi ho jate ho”. Sona said this in a serious tone . Dev could see some pain
in her eyes but every time he asked she refused . He realised whenever he talks about Natasha Sona’s face goes pale. Sona ” Ok . Dev bye ” . And she disconnect s the call not even waiting for his reply. Sona couldn’t take it she again laid down on her bed crying.
In India ….
Dev’s thoughts … This is not my Sonakshi. My Sona smiles from her heart it’s like she has lost her smile in Paris. This is not the first time I purposefully praised Natasha. I do it just to see her reactions. Something is troubling her but she is not ready to share it with me. Her sudden decision of going to Paris , and how did I suddenly become unconscious , not to forget Sonakshi’s fall on the stairs. I am missing something. She talks to me very less now. And when ever we talk I could feel the pain in her voice. I came up with a plan to find all this out…..
In a dark room light just focussed on a notice board their were photos of Dev and Sona , the dixit family , bose family , Ishwari and Raghunath’s pic and some newspaper cuttings. A person rocking in the chair “Ulti ginthi gin lo sab log barbadi ka waqt aa gaya hain ” . And the person laughs loudly.
In Paris…
It was a Sunday . It was a holiday for her office . Sona was walking down the streets of Paris with a guitar in one hand and was sipping coffee with the other. Sona wore torn jeans , a top and a jean jacket. A crowd was waiting for her. Someone notices her and shouts “Sona is here guys”. All the crowd turns towards her and cheers for her. She waves at all of them.
Why was the crowd cheering for Sona ? Who was the mysterious person? What has Dev planned?
Guys I am sorry if its boring….
I could not think further …. I am sorry for the short one…
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