"Chaahe Bhi Toh Bhool Na Paaye
Man Mast Magan, Man Mast Magan Bas Tera Naam Dohraaye
Man Mast Magan, Man Mast Magan "
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8 years later
Its been 8 years since i have promised myself to not think about her , yes i knew i won't be able to forget her , my soul surrenders to her my breath takes her name - so how can i even think about forgetting her and yes in these 8 years not even a single second i regretted about loving her , bss meri galti itni se thi ke mai kabhi izahar nhi kar paya , kabhi nhi bata paya ki meri har dhadkan par adhira ka naam hai . Or pagal tho mai hu hi jo ye soch baitha ki 20 saal ki umr mai kiya gaya pyaar sacha ho jayega
I wrote in my diary and closed it when i heard footsteps of someone approaching me . I straightened on my chair when the door opened without the knock and i Instantly knew who it was
" Atharv " the name slid from his mouth as a sigh or maybe as a mock to his friend " don't you think you should knock before entering someone's office they might be doing something - private "
On hearing the words atharv concluded " bakwas band kr or muje ye bata tu diary likh raha tha na "
" ek ye hi tho jariya hai mera usse baat krne ka "
" you have really lost yourself , halat dekhi hai apni ? 8 saal hogye hai tune uska chaira tak nhi dekha hai or tu yaha majnu bana fir raha hai ! " atharv words were right for a person's perspective who is seeing their loved one suffering but what about the one who is lost in the devotion of his love
" atharv " his voice was calm and slow " muje uski har chiz se pyaar hai , uski ankhe uski hasi uska sab kuch - par janta hai sab se jyada muje uske savabhav se pyaar hai "
" bro you have lost your mind , she is gone and you never know if she will come back or not - if she is married or not she is 26 " and with a pause and a breath to calm his mind
" now don't you think she might have found someone for herself and who - even know if she is alive or dead " it was the rage that came through these words but atharv ?
He some where knew that his these few words are going to work like a fuel -and it was clearly visible in his friends action when he stood from his chair and stormed towards him , like roaring lion and held his collar that 6'3 man was towering over atharv's 6 feet figure , and his eyes they were - a pure sign of rage and hunger
" enough " his words came as if a place catches fire , it was as if someone else won the lottery on which he has risked his everything
" I would happily surrender my everything , my love my breath , every single cell in my body to her even - if she loves someone else but .... If you ever , ever talk about her die..dying i bet you- i will forget you are my friend"
Atharv pushed him back with a strong vivid look he whispered, his teeth grinding " or kitna intezar krega uska "
" SHIVAY...Shivayy naam hai mera , shiv ban nhi skta lkin shiv ke jaise intezar woh - janam janam tak kar skta hu "
his words were powerful , clear and what we call devoted . They were like an oath , and it was very clear that a person who can see his love from afar and not have a single encounter for 4 years - and just watch and adore , the person who waited for 8 years without seeing her , can wait for seven lives just to breath the air as hers
Atharv laughed " tapasya kr le bhai kya pata mil hi jaye " he mocked him and left from there but nobody knew his words might come alive
" 12 saal se tapasya hi kr raha hu , ab agar bagwan ke pass jake bhi mangna pde tho bhi swikar hai " shivay's words were turning into a battle his emotions were triggering him , torturing him and the situation ? It was mocking him
" ab agar nasthik se asthik bhi banna pde tho manjur hai, ab agar jan deni ya leni pade tho bhi manjur hai "
In London
A girl was sitting and painting a shiv shakti photo , her hands went to take the red colour on the brush lifting it towards the female portrait which was a picture of maa parvati" Parvatey Pate Har Har Mahadev" she whispered as she filled the hair partition as a sign of vermilion . She smiled as the canvas was now completed and the pure devotion of love was oozing through the portrait as if the love has come alive
" aapke jaisa pyaar kismat walo ko milta hai Mahadev" but soon her attention shifted when her phone buzzed
" hello " she answered
" Ms . Adhira Aggarwal its been 7 days since you have answered my phone can you pls tell me the reason "
" trisha yaar " adhira answered with a laugh " i was very busy you know right. There are alot of projects to work on , anyways tell me how are mumma papa "
Adhira heared a sigh from other side as trisha replied with " kabhi kabhi unn se bhi baat kr loya kr , kabhi baat hi nhi krti tu - They are missing you alot aru , and nowadays aunty even cries she is missing you alot aru pls come back they need you " trisha's voice was calm yet it had alot of worry
" I ..I can't i am sorry .. i am still trying to forget everything I am still trying to heal myself I know , I very well know its been 8 years but i am still not able to heal myself , and whenever i talk to them " adhira took a pause her heart was full as if it would explode anytime , the emotions were at peak " whenever i talk to them , i fear...I fear that i will break myself my heart knows I will not be able to handle this grief of staying this far away from them .. agar abb maa papa se baat ki tho khud ko nhi sambhal paugi mai or ye pathar ka dil .. pighal jayega "
" are you planning to come back aru just tell me this , don't keep us in hope " trisha with trembling voice finally asked the question she was afraid to ask cause somewhere she knew the answer
" No " adhira's answer was predictable it was short yet true , the fear of lossing her friend became reality for trisha and with that she hung up the call
" i am sorry trisha but I won't be able to step on that land again , cause this time i won't be able to heal myself .. the empire the walls that i build in all these years will be broken by a mere hug from them , from you - This time i will weep into your arms if i come " she was trying very hard to stay strong but her words were a clear explanation of a broken soul
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The night was dark, the sun has sat down long ago and it was the day of kalratri -The day maa durga powerful , fierce is worshiped , its said that she wipes off the darkness and evil and on this day -
shivay choose to wipe of the evil that was keeping him away from his Radhe . He went near the ghat to clean his mind and thoughts the calm environment was his way of healing and remembering her .
his eyes closed slowly as the breeze touched his skin and the goosebump rises . His left hand went in his pocket as he took out the hanky in which wrapped the broken red chudiya . A smile escaped his lips as he saw them , it was as if a small boy has found his favourite toy
Taking a deep breath he whispered light and gentle " Radhe radhe "
but soon his attention shifted when he heard a heavy manly laugh which was so fierce and tensed as if it was mocking him he turned around and saw a aghori -
who was wearing black dhoti his hairs long and were tied in knots as if they haven't been washed sicne a long time , his face covered in white ash - his aura was screaming power but their was calmness in him
he came near shivay and with a fierce voice spoke " prem ki nagri mai , apne prem ka matam mana rhe ho "
" what are you saying " shivay's voice was calm yet it was speaking anger
" bhut prem krte ho na usse ? " the question made him twitch his eyebrows in confusion " mai smja nhi "
" lkin woh " the aghori's index finger rises , pointing towars the sky he looked up and with a pause he continued " sab janta hai , kab kise kiska prem dilana hai . Or kab kis se kiska prem chinna hai "
he came near shivay his hands On his back and face close to him , his mouth escaped a mocking laugh " aaj kalratri hai , maa durga ki ratri , aaj har paapi ka vinash hota hai or tu - tu tho bhut bada paapi hai " the agori's finger pointed at shivay
" Mai or paapi ? " shivay questioned he was listening to him very carefully " haa .. paapi , pyaar ka izhar nhi kar paye tum paapi hi hue na " he turned his attention was now shifted towards the ghat where the water was moving a little due ti the air " hath mai uski nishani lekr ghum rhe ho , dil mai dimag mai tumari Rooh mai woh bassi hai or tum , usse dhutkar rhe ho "
" aap kya khena chate hai ? " shivay was so confused at this point and wanted the anwers of his all questions " ek hi rasta hai" but he paused looking at the water which was calm a moment back was now moving with breeze
"Nasthik ho na tum " on hearing this shivay forced a " how do you know ? "
And again the aghori's finger was pointing at the sky " woh sab janta hai , Har har mahadev " be joined his hands and looked at shivay " ab bs ek hi rasta hai tyag ya tapasya "
" mtlb ? "
" mtlb , ye ki ya tho prem ko tyag do ya dar dar bhatak kr Prem ki tapasya karo .. shiv , ram , krishna sab ek hi tho hai sab prem ke pujari hai . Ab tume chunna hai tyag ya tapsya " the aghori turned away with a loud " Har har shambu !! Radhe Krishna "
" tapasya "
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So here the chapter ends and yes idk i just write what came in my mind errors ko pls ignore krna
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