《Ishq Bulava - MoRan FF (Completed)》Past
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In my part Closer for Friends I have mentioned that Sanjana is Monami's roommate while I made Chitra share a room with her earlier. I am sorry I actually messed up....because all were busy talking about Sanjana being Monami's room mate and how she will be alone in her room... that it slipped out of my mind. Sorry for the inconvenience.. Thankyou for informing me via comments!!! You guys are sweethearts🥰🥰🥰
P.S - I would have changed but nothing is striking my mind..
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Karan and Monami's are unable to go back hence they decide to stay in a hotel... After searching various hotels they finally find a hotel where there is only one vacant room available...
: I think humen koi doosra hotel dekhna chahiye...yahaan sirf ek hi room khaali hai...
: Karan main bahut thak gayi aur hum itne saare hotels dekhkar aaye hain na ... agar koi aur khaali room nahi mila toh... I am sure yeh waala room bhi chala jaayega.. tab tak ... Idhar hi reh lete hai na please...
: But yahaan sirf ek hi room khaali hai...humen room share karna padega...
: Look Karan hum donon dost hai , tum mere trainerbhi ho aur mujhe tumpar poora trust hai main couch par so jaaungi aur tum bed par so jaana ... lekin please yeh room le lo... I am very very tired...
Karan nods and agrees...he takes the room... Monami jumps on the bed
: Sorry , main bhool gayi thi main couch par...
(slightly smiling) : Tum bed par so jaana main couch par manage kar loonga...
: You sure ...??? Thank you ...
Monami leaps to hug Karan but stops...
: I will go and change ...then we will go and have dinner in the restaurant...
Karan nods...
Monami goes and changes into a suit... with earrings... as she comes out of the washroom and gets awestruck seeing Monami ... Monami walks closer to him and clicks his fingers in front of Karan bringing him back to senses...
: Let's go..
: Sure...waise ethnic outfit tumpar suit karta hai.. you look quite different..
Monami blushes a little and thanks him..
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Karan and Monami go to the restaurant to have dinner together... While returning they notice some kids talking rudely to the receptionist... They pull receptionist from back of the desk..and start beating him up... Karan goes and control them ... without indulging into a fight with them ... Till then the staff calls the police and they arrest the boys...
: Tum log privileged iska matlab yeh nahi hai ki poori duniya tumhare hisaab se chalegi.. Tum privileged log kabhi nahi samjhoge ki... Tumhari carelessness, maze kisi ke liye kitne bhaari padh sakte hain...
The police takes away the kids ... Monami walks off angrily from there..and Karan notices this...He walks behind Monami.. They both enter the room and Karan shuts the door...
Monami turns with an angry look on her face...
: Judge judge tumhe Sirf judge karna aata hai Karan .... mujhe laga tha ki tum dost ban gaye ho mere toh yeh privileged kids ke naam par judge karna chhod doge... Main unn ladkon ko defend nahi kar rahi , naa hi yeh keh rahi hoon woh log sahi the...woh galat hain...lekin tumhara unki harkat ka blame sab privileged kids par lagana unke way of raising par lagana galat hai Karan... I thought tumne mujhe judge karna chhod diya hai... lekin..nahi I was wrong...tumne mujhe judge nahi karna chhoda... tum mujhe abhi bhi mere family background ki wajah se judge karte ho... tum abhi bhi unn bahut se unknown logon ko judge kar rahe ho... Itne judgemental kyun ho Karan...kya galti hai..
Monami was just speaking her heart out...she wasn't making sense...her sentences and words were messed up... Karan's heart was already full of rage and Monami being angry on him... made him more angry...despite this anger he understood what she said...
: Judge, judge...Haan, karta hoon , karta hoon main rich privileged kids ko judge ... jinko apni life mein bina kisi struggle ke sab kuchh mil gaya hai...karta hoon main unhe judge... jaise tumhe kiya tha... Haan tumhare liye nazariya baad mein badla par tumne abhi dekha na unhone uss bechare receptionist ke saath kya kiya...Jaanta hoon galat hoon sabko ek nazar se dekhta hoon isliye ... par jab bhi kisi aise privileged ko dekhta hoon ... I just can't stop myself from judging...it is psychological... jaanta hoon judgemental ban gaya hoon.. unhe judge karne ka haq rakhta hoon main shayad... yahi sochta...jinn logon ki wajah se maine apni life ka sabse important insaan kho diya...
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He stops takes a deep breath... picks up a glass of water and sips it slowly... Monami walks to him places a hand on his shoulder... forcing him to face towards her...
: Bolo Karan jo dil mein hai...aise silent mat ho... bolo Karan... aaj chance hai tumhare paas so take out all what is in you heart... Main tumhe mujhe judge karne ke liye kuchh nahi bolungi...bolo Karan... woh kaunsa trauma hai... Aisa kya hai tumhare past mein jo tumhare future ko cloud kar raha ...
: Mera past jaankar kya ka karogi Monami...
: Pata nahi... lekin mera sawaal hai tumhare past ke baare mein.. woh traumatic incident ke baare mein.. woh jiski wajah se tum judge karte ho.. tumne kaha tha doston ke saare sawalon ka jawaab dete ho...toh I need answers Karan...
Karan gulps down the lump in his throat... with moist eyes he starts to speak... crying at intervals...
: It is about Param bhaiya ... Special Agent Param Shergill... the person I loved the most... It was around Baby's birthday jab humen information mili ki kuchh rich privileged families ke bachon ko jo sharaab ke nashe mein jungle mein chale gaye the unhe kuchh terrorist jinki locations humari team track kar rahi thi.. It was my first mission aur Param bhaiya humari team ko lead kar rahe the... humne kuchh terrorists ko maar giraya aur unn bachon ko save kar liya... tabhi Param bhaiya ko kahin se awaaz aayi kuchh girne ki... bhaiya ne kaha woh waapis jaayenge... I insisted to go with him...but unhone mujhe ulti direction mein bhej diya... Maine ek terrorist ko dekha uski taraf meri back thi I shot him...and he also shot..jab woh gira toh I realises usne bhaiya ko goli maari hai...
Karan falls down in his knees...
: Woh mere saamne zameen par gire and I froze main kuchh nahi kar paaya main sirf unhe dekh raha tha.. woh tadap rahe the...He died in front of my eyes.. shayad main react karta toh main unhe bacha pata... main unhe hospital lekar jaata toh shayad woh bach jaate...
Monami walks closer to Karan and he hugs her from the waist..
: Woh bach jaate... woh bach jaate...
Monmai sits on her knees...and hugs him back...
: Calm down Karan calm down...
She makes him lie in her lap...and he sleeps crying in her lap.. and Monami dozes off ...
Monami wakes up in the morning and sees Karan sleeping in her lap ... she ruffles her hand through his hair... She admired the way he looked like a baby in sleep..
(to herself) :Karan main bahut khush hoon you spoke your heart out to me ... kitna dard chhupa rakha tha tumne... This needed to get out of your system...
Karan wakes up and notices himself in Monami's lap... He sits hurriedly..
: I am sorry I didn't know main kab so gaya... mujhe pata nahi chala...
: It is ok Karan... it is not your fault ... neither it was in the past... it was his time his destiny...
: Tum doctor hokar destiny mein believe karti ho...???
: Haan Karan...main maanti hoon ek insaan ki life uske hardwork aur destiny ko combine kar kar banti hai... donon hi zaroori hai... uss Waqt woh Param bhaiya ki destiny thi..
Monami gives him a side hug..
: I will go and get ready...uske baad tum ho jaana and then we will check out of the hotel...
Monami and Karan get dressed and check out of the hotel...Karan asks Monami to drive and she agrees happily..
Karan feels free.. he had let out all that he had bottle up inside him... He sat on the seat next to her feeling the air on his face...
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