《ANYTHING FOR YOU》THE TRUTH
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so here's the bonus part on request of many of you.... there's a little request.... don't just read it but feel each and every words.... go ahead!!
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haseena begin to laugh like an idiot...."maddam sir... hass kahe rahi hain aap... bataiye na..."she said "aap sab jo hmaari aur DSP sir ki shaadi ke sapne dekh rahi hain na......... vo nai hone wali ab"she laughed again....."kya matlb?....hum kuch samjhe nahi maddam sir.." "aapke bhaiya hai na jo....unhone.... Unhone na.... Jhooth bola humse..... humko dhokha dia..... Bharosa tod dia........." she said in a serious tone... "Ye aap ka keh rhi hain maddam sir" "arre aap na bilkul buddhu hain hmaari tarah... hum bhi ekdm bewkoof the......... unse pyaar kar baithe... itnaaaa saara pyaar.....hume toh pata hi nahi tha ki......" "ki?? maddam sir aage boliye.." "ki vo hmaare saath pyaar ka naatak kar rhe hain..............hmaari feelings ke saath khel rahe hain...........jhoota pyaar tha......fareb tha jo bhi tha........... jaal bichaya tha unhone.............apne mission ke liye.............. aur ham usme fass gye........."she again laughed stupidly but soon her laughter turned into tears....
She got silent for few seconds....
"karishma singh" she said with tears rolling down from her eyes.......... "aisa bhi koi karta hai kya........... kitna pyaar kia humne unko.............kitna bharosa kia unpar...........pehli baar.... lekin........... aise bhi koi kisi kaa dil todta hai kya karishma singh?? .............kitne sapne dekhe the humne............ek pal me saare tod diye unhone.........."karishma singh"she held her hands ................ "hum hi kyun?? 🥺"she asked looking into her eyes for finding answers of her questions ....."SHO haseena ne toh sab seh lia lekin haseena toot gyi hai bilkul............ boht bure hain vo.......... boht bure.😣.. unhone ek baar bhi nahi socha ki hum par kya guzregi............. naatak karte gye....... krte gye.... jab tak hume sach ka pata nahi chal gya............... humari toh duniya hi bikhar gyi karishma singh..............kitna dard dia unhone hume............hum bardaasht nahi kar paa rahe hain............nahi bardaasht kar paa rhe h,............ nahi ho paa rha humse........... kya karein hum...........bataiye na aap hi ......... hum kya karein ki humara dard thoda kam ho jaaye"she again chuckled like a mad woman...with All her pain behind... her each words....her chuckles in between... She was complaining like a kid.... Crying badly.......
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karishma was in tears....she never ever guessed in her worst thoughts that this could be the reason.... this much happened to her maddam sir and she didn't even had an idea about her pain.... she was numb... speechless.... with her each words.... her pain was rising including her anger for her brother...her words betrayed her.. all she could say is..."maddam sir.."
"galat kehte hain log....... pyaar vyaar kuch hota hi nahi hai............sab dhokha hota hai.........pyaar ke badle pyaar nahi milta kabhi bhi............sirf zindagi bhar ka dukh aur takleef hi milti hai..............*till now she was a crying mess* arre KS aap kyu ro rahi hain... aapke patidev to boht acchhe hain na....smiley emogi wale....unhone thodi na aapko pyaar karke baad me andar hi andar ghutne ko chhod diya.......... i m very happy for you...........achha ab hume jaane dijiye.."she said "kahan??" "arre DSP sir ke paas........ek baar poochnge unse hum............. kyun kia hmare saath aisa.............kya galti thi hmari...............................pyaar hi toh kia tha na... ...................itni badi saza hoti hai kya pyaar ki............................................... zindagi bhar ka gam kyu hmaare naseeb me..... huh!!"she said crying.... she was laughing on her own condition... what she was earlier and what he had made her now..... "maddam sir..." she tried to speak..."kaaash us din humne aapko rokne ke liye aapke sar par bandook nahi taani hoti karishma singh....toh vo hmaari life me aaye hi na hote............. na hume unse pyaar hota.......aur na hi........hmara dil toot'ta.......aur na hi hum is tarah se toote hote............nafrat ho gyi hai hume us din se......" "karishma singh...aaap.... haan,.. aap toh chahti hi nahi thi na ki hmara aur aapke bhaiya ka rishta ho....hehehehe.... dekhiye dekhiye... aapki khwahish poori ho gyi........ab aap khush hain na??" Karishma couldn't utter a word but she nodded negatively..... She took her in embrace very tightly and haseena cried vigorously on her shoulders..... Which made her even more angry on her brother.......... She cupped her face breaking the hug..... "Maddam sir... Hum anubhav bhaiya ko kabhi maaf nahi karenge.... Unki himmat kaise huyi aapke saath ye sab karne ki.... Humne kaha tha na aapse jis din hume sach pata chala bhaukal macha denge... Ab aap dekhiyega...."she said thundering.... "Nai karishma singh.... Vo aapke bhaiya hain na..... Aap bss unse pyaar se puchiyega ki........ki..ki...... Hum hi mile the kya unhe......... Kya bigada tha humne unka.........aisa toh koi dushman k saath bhi nahi krta hai na......Thik hai" she said with her painful voice......."puchengi na aap??" She asked innocently .... "Hum.... Hum chodenge nahi unko.... Aur aap beech me nahi bolengi kuch bhi" she shouted
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"Okay"she said cutely "lekin hume aap par boht gussa aa rha hai..best friend bolti hn na aap humko..... Aur humse hi itna bada baat chupaya.... Akele sehti rahi sab" "I m sorry bachha😚"she said cutely ...."ye pyaare pyaare shabd bolke humko patane ka koshish mat kijiye"KS said ....."hum nai chahte the ki aapke aur aapke bhaiya k rishte kharab ho hmari vajah se... Isliye humne aapko kuch nahi bataya..." "Rishte to kharab ho gye hain maddam sir...unhe koi haq nahi h hmare bhaiya kehlaane ka..." "Par karishma singh...."she tried to say but kS kept her finger on her lips...."shhh..!! Kuch mat boliye... Ab aap so jaaiye..." "Kya kaha... So jaayein??....*chuckles* .... Humari neend to usi din bewafa ho gyi thi karishma singh... Abhi tak aayi hi nahi vapas laut kar..." "Ka matlb..? Aap kabse nahi soyi hain??" "Ek hafta"she replied "maddam sirrrrrrrr.... Aapne hume ye bhi batana zaroori nahi smjhaa... Hume na aap par itna gussa aa rha hai na ki hum ka bataye...." "Awwww... Bachcha... You look chho cute when you are angry" "chup ho jaaiye..." She kept finger on her lip like a obedient kid
"Idhar aaiye hum aapko aaj apni god me sulaate hain..." She said and made haseena laid on her lap.... She was tapping her head to make her sleep.... "Karishma singh.... Ek aapse... Ek baat pooche??" "Hmm... Puchiye.." "agar aapne bhi hume ek din chhod dia.... toh.... Us situation me jeene ka koi tareeka hai kya??"she asked with most innocent eyes "Maddam sir... Ye aap ka bol rahi hain..?... Hum na aakhiri dam tak aapke saath hi rehne wale hain... Agar aap khud chahe toh bhi hume khud se alg nahi kar paayengi" "promise?" "Ji haan promise"
She again laughed.... "Ab kahe hasi aap?" "Hehe.. promise to unhone bhi kia tha.... Aise hi bharosa ho gya tha un par.... Usi bharosa karne ki saza hi to bhugat rhe" "maddam sir hum jaante hain hum aapka dukh khatam toh nahi kar sakte magar hum waada karte hain ki aapko isse dugni khushiyaan denge...."
"Baby, I love you soo maachh" haseena said and karishma's cheeks turned red ... "Maddam sir...so jaaiye abhi...." "Nai aap chocolates dene wali thi na.... Kya hua uska🤨.... Kyaa huaa... Teraa waaadaa..."she sang..."maddam sir... So jaaiye naa... Hum aapko Lori sunaye.??" "Haa vo ammi jo sunaati hain na... Vo wali..."she said getting up and gave a quick kiss on her cheeks.... karishma smiled....."ek baar aur hume gale se laga lijiye na... jitni baar aapko gale lagate hain...hume behad sukoon milta hai"she said with puppy eyes....and karishma hugged her tightly..... And sang a Lullaby for her.... Soon she fall asleep....the carefree sleep a child use to have.... For the first time since she faced the reality....
"ANUBHAV SINGH....abhi tak aapne karishma singh ka pyaar dekha tha na... Ab bhaukaal dekhnge..... Hmaare hote huye koi hmari maddam sir ko aakh utha kar nahi dekh skta aur aapne... Aapne unhe takleef pahuchaai.... Anjaam boht bura hoga... Anubhav singh.... !!!!!!!"
her anger was increasing every time she looks at haseena.... her face.... her innocent heart..... no one has the right to break it even for the sake of any mission.... she was going through a lot of pain still she managed to keep herself composed .....everytime....... why she was not there when she needed her the most....she was cursing herself for that
"maddam sir...hume maaf kar dijiyega..."she whispered
"I hate you Anubhav sir.... i hate you" haseena murmered in her sleep...
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So this was it!! I tried my best !!
Hope you liked it....
Do let me know in the comments.. take care!!
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