《RiAnsh Os》Chahat.....
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I craved for him... For his warmth... For his love... His embrace...
It was 2months of his absence... Didn't knew where he was... How he was... Not even a single advancement from his side.... And I just left behind longing for him..... Praying for him...
And finally he came... Came back to his family... Yeah his family... May be in which I was never included.......
Assuring his dadi... Calming his sisters.... He stood their.... And I... Just simply glancing at him from afar....
His eyes met mine.... A thousands of emotions errupted in me..... Waiting for him to come and engulf me in his arms... To feel him...
But he didn't made a move..... neither do I... Accompanied by his family he walked off... May be to have a soulful meal with them....
With a sad smile on my face... And a piercing pain in my heart..... I made my way towards my room... May be I will get some peace there........
Sitting in between my family.... something was very different today ... The usual happiness that crept inside my heart was missing... May be because the most beautiful part of me was missing...
2months away from her was nothing less than hell for me... But I had to do that.... I was in that state of mind that I realised may be I would do something that I would regret... And moving away from her was the only option....
Coming back to the hotel.. in the midst of the tea estate.... a place where I always loved to spend my vacations as a kid... A place where my dad's precious memories reside... A place where I get peace....
My grandmother and sisters were enjoying this vacation to the fullest... Their smiles and happiness conveyed me... But someone was missing... When my whole family was here laughing and gossiping.. where was she.... Wasn't she supposed to be here.... The most important part of my family...
Assuring and Sharing warm hugs to everyone finally my glance fell on the person I was craving to be with....
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She was glowing... But the thing that grabbed my attention was the now visible baby bump..... Was it so long I have been away from her.... With her one hand protectively on her belly she glanced at me with her glossy eyes... May be those were tears.......
I wanted to run to her... Kiss her to my hearts content... But I didn't... May be I was scared.....
The delicious food served before me was tasteless... Just simply glancing not having the apetite....
I stood up leaving the dining area....
It was almost 7 when I returned to my room........
The lights were dim.... Indicating that she might be sleeping...
Cocooned in the white blanket.. with one hand still around her belly... She was sleeping...
Dry stains of tears visible.... May be I was the reason or Rather I'm.....
Glancing at the empty plate along with few discarded medicine wrappers... I sighed realising she was taking care of herself....
I was constantly in touch with Angre.... And was getting time to time updates about her health but still was that enough...
With slow steps... I approached her sleeping form....
Creasing her forehead... Placing a kiss... A sudden sense of happiness and peace engulfed me.... Slowly drifting the blanket apart... I creased her belly.... The feeling that our symbol of love was growing inside... unknowingly tears escaped... She carried a part of me.... A part of us... That United us together forever... Moving closer I kissed it.... Tears still making way... Don't know I didn't want to stop them....
Please papa se naraaz mat hona baby .... I'm sorry mein aapko aur mumma ko chod ke gaya... Maaf kardoo papa ko..... Papa is waiting for you baby... Papa loves you a lot... And loves your mumma too.... I love you baby.... ..
It's been three days Vansh came back... They slept in the same room... But yet none of them made a move...
Riddhima's cold behaviour towards Vansh irked him the most..he knew that he was the reason behind this... But what amazed him the most was she didn't even get angry over him...
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With a firm determination Vansh decided to confront her.....
Riddhimaa..... Sitting near the poolside she was immersed in her thoughts... Looking towards Vansh who was calling her she gave a sad smile.....
Not speaking anything she got up....
Poochogi nhi mujhse... Kahaa thaa mein... Kyon phone nhi kiyaa tumhe.. kyon milne nhi aaya tumse....
Still giving him a sad smile... She started to walk....
Clutching her hand he stopped her....
Kuch toh bolo... Atleast gussa Karo mujhpe.... Chiko chilaao... Kuch toh Karo.....
Gussa uspe hote hain Vansh Jo apne hote hain... Paraayo se kaisaa gussa.... She replied emotionless....
Parayaa.. hoon... Parayaa hoon mein tumhaare liye....
Meine tumhe parayaa nhi kiyaa Vansh tumne mujhe kiya...Mujhse dooor jaakar...mujhe aise wakt pe akelaa chod diyaa jab mujhe sabse zyada tumhaari zaroorat hai....
Mein... .mein jaantaa hoon meine bahut galat kiya... Par uss wakt mein ek aise halaat mein thaa ki mujhe kuch wakt apne mein bitnaa thaa... Akele bitanaa thaa....... Tum uss Vyom ke passss gayi... Tumhe mujhpe itnaa bhi bharosa nhi thaa... Ki mein tumhe aur hamare bachee ko Salaamat rakhne ke kaabil hoon... Bass iss ek ehsaas ne mujhe andar se khokhla kar diyaa Riddhima... Andar hi andar ghutan hoti thi mujhe.... Ki meri biwi mere dushman ke pass jaakar gidgidaayi.... Ek baar mujhe yeh sab sach bataa diyaa hotaa Riddhima.. ek baar yeh bataa diyaa hotaa ki un 6ghanto mein huaa kyaa tha.... his eyes were teary...
Meine... Hazaar baar koshish ki... Par tum jaante ho mere pass uss wakt sirf ek cheez thi sochne ke liye... Tumhaari jaan... Tum sahi Salaamat raho aur hameshaa mere saath raho....
Moving towards him she cupped his face between her small palms...
mein jaanti hoon ki mujhe tumse itnaa badaa sach nhi chupanaa chahiye thaa... lekin mein kyaa karti.... Tum jaante ho jabse iss duniya mein aayi naa tabse apnaa kehane ke liyee koi nhi tha...... Fir achanak se tum aaye... Aur bahut mushkilo ke baad mujhe tum mein meraa pyaar milaa... Woh saari khushiyan tumne mujhe di.. joh hamesha se mein panaa chahti thi... Mujhe meri zindagi ka sabse khoobsurat taufaa mujhe diyaa....
Taking his hand she kept it over her belly....
Mujhe sabse badi khushi di .... Ek maa banne ka ehsaas... Jab meri jeene ki wajah hi tum ho toh fir kaise mein tumhe apne se Doooor jaane deti..... Kaise khoti tumhe.....
Yeh jo hamaaraa baby iss duniya mein aane waala hai naa.. kyaa woh ek baap ka pyaar deserve nhi karta.... Binaa maa baap ke jiyaa hai meine poori zindagi... Aur unki ek bacche ke zindagi mein kyaa ehamiyat hoti hai yeh mujhse achaa kaun Jaan saktaa Hai.... Mein jeena chahti hoon Vansh... Tumhaare saath... hamaaraa baby aane waala hai naa uske saath.... Apni aakhiri saans tumhaare baahon mein bitnaa chahti hoon... Kya yeh chahnaa galat hai....
Hugging him tightly she cried out her sorrows in his arms..
Riddhima.... Rubbing her back he tired to soothe her.... While tears falling from his eyes as well...
Chup ho jaao jaan... Dekho tum agar rogi toh hamaara baby bhi dukhi hogaa naa... Aur kyaa tum chahti hi ki woh bhi dukhi ho...
Listening to his talks she calmed a bit...
Breaking the hug she looked into his eyes.... Cupping his face she kissed his eyes... Then both cheeks ....
I missed you jaan... Missed you so much... Riddhima said looking in his eyes....
Tum jaanti nhi ki yeh doo mahine meine kaise bitaaye..... Taking her tiny hands in his huge one... He kissed them...
Bharosaa karti ho apne Vansh pe....
Khud se zyada....
Toh basss kuch wakt ki aur baat hai... Fir iss darr ke saaye se iss khauf se hum hamesha hamesha ke liye dhooor chale jayenge.... Bass bharosaa rakho...
Hain naa baby.... Momma Dadaa.. and princess will live happily... Bending down... Sitting on his knees... he kissed her belly...
Vansh... It will be a prince...
Oh...
Oh.....
Bending down to she kissed his forehead....
And here they were making some beautiful memories... And waiting for the beautiful memories to be created....
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