(First of all tell me one thing----- many of you requested for Rohirat ff. So what you want... like based on ICT ? Or, setting in parallel universe with some different profession ? Except that tell me as themes aur kya kya chahiye...)

Two days passed

Shubman's mother isn't satisfied with Ishan. He wakes up late, all the time watches movie sitting in room, doesn't talk to them and doesn't obey her and (even) Shubman. She convinced her son that his spouse is impudent. But Shubman's dad adored him like his own son.

Yesterday evening when Shubi's mother softly asked Ishan to make tea, he bursted out -- "I cannot!! Make by yourself"

"What kinda talking style is this Ishan ?" Shubman said.

"What kinta treatment is this first ask your mother!"

"Mom asked you nothing but just make tea"

"Mujhe nhi aata, haven't I told you when you asked about cooking in our house ?"

"It's ok, but why you replied in a rude tone ? Isn't she your mother-in-law ?"

"Huhhh mother-in-law!! Really, that's why all the time provoking you against me like a witch" Ishan smirked.

"SHUT UP ISHAN!!" Shubman yelled making Ishan afraid. Shubi's mother acted like a victim and said to her husband;

"See whom you brought in home! Doesn't know a part of politeness!"

"Arey vo bachcha hai, Ishan you haven't need to make tea, go to your room" Shubi's dad said.

"But he needs to learn it, making tea isn't a tough work" she yelled.

And finally Shubman took his mother's side and almost commanded Ishan for making tea. Poor Ishan was scared of Shubman from the very fast day so he went to kitchen without any word. He was unacquainted in that, as a result the warm tea somehow fell down and his palm burned.

An unwanted scream came out of his mouth and it was Shubman's mother who came first to help him.

"Kya hua Ishan beta ? Ohh God! Your palm burned. Shubi, jaldi ice leke aao"

Though she became little rude with Ishan but she's a mother after all, she couldn't bear with Ishan's pain. While Shubman was also worried and his father scolded his mother for this...

Ishan was weeping badly. His mom never made him work in home. Whenever he got pain, his mother cared a lot of him. These remembrances made him huffy too.

"Leave me!! Just leave me!! You... brought mm...me here for tor... torturing!! You monsters!! Don't show the fake care, I HATE IT!!"

Ishan rushed out from there, never saw behind Shubi's eyes too got tears. The cute, little boy stumbling him again and again from being strict as he is.......

Next morning  🌅 

Shubman's mom dad was sipping morning tea, Shubman scrolling his phone... suddenly Ishan came downstairs, dressed in formal outfit, seems like he's going somewhere.

"Ishan beta, are you going somewhere ?" Shubman's dad asked.

"Yes"

"Kahan ?" Now Shubman asked.

"To meet my friends"

"But you didn't tell me before"

"Because we planned suddenly. By the way, am I your servant or staff ?" Ishan asked teasingly which hurted Shubi a little.

"No... why are you asking like that ?"

"For that way you're expecting that I'll inform you everything!"

Shubman felt guilty for his questioning. His dad said -- "Are it's ok, tomorrow you're returning to Mumbai naa, so Ishan should obviously meet his friends toda"

Yeah, they have to go Mumbai next day as Shubman's leave ended. They already packed their belongings.

"Tumhara hath kaisa hai Ishan beta ?" Shubi's mother asked when Ishan was about to go out.

Ishu just gave her a warm stare and rushed out making her guilt again.

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After one hour Shubman's phone rang. It's Abhishek, his best friend.

"Haa Abhi, bol"

"Where are you Shubi ?"

"At home. Why ?"

"Home ? Here's your newly married husband cuddling with his boyfriend"

"What are you saying bustard!! Ishan is married to me, how could he have boyfriend ?"

"Hahahah... I'm saying what I'm seeing baby... wanna see ?"

"What ?"

"Check your WhatsApp"

Shubman quickly opened his WhatsApp and saw some images sent by Abhishek. . . . . . . .

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∆∆∆  Flashback  ∆∆∆

After burning his palm Ishan rushed into their room and banged the door, cried out badly hiding face in bedsheet. 

How you could be such merciless papa that you sent me some monsters' house!! Mom, they're torturing me.... they don't love me, they have no worry for me that you had!

Take me God.... I don't wanna live.... ---he thought.

Then took his phone and typed message for his mother --- 'They are torturing me mom! My hand burned for them! Why you sent me here ? Take me... take me fast or I'll die...'

But didn't send the message and continued to cry.

After sometime he took again his phone and dialled Mayank's number...

"Hello, Ishan..."

"Mayank..."

"Yes... are you crying ? Hey... what happened sweetie ? Tell me..."

"Where are you ?"

"Home, why sweetie ? Please tell me are you ok..."

"Mayank... we're going Mumbai after tomorrow... can we meet again ?"

"Of course we can sweetie. First say why are you crying ?"

"Wanna meet you..."

"Kab ? Kahan sweetie ?"

"I donno... just meet me"

"Ok ok baby, don't cry"

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Next day Mayank called him early morning and said that he's coming to meet him and gave address of a well-known cafe. Ishan was shocked that Mayank came for him overnight and thanked God for giving such a friend.

Present time…

Ishan was relaxing in Mayank's embrace. He got this comfort after a long time. His heart became like a desert in these days, everything went opposite of his wish.

"Why aren't you telling uncle and aunty Ishu ?" Mayank asked soothing his burned palm.

"They won't understand me"

"Won't they even when you're injured for them ?"

"No never! I'm a bad child naa ? They sent me here to punish me nothing else"

"Ok ok don't cry sweetheart... I'll manage everything"

"No Mayank. Kuchh mat karna... please. That could be more problematic for me"

"So ? Will you tolerate these pains ?"

.........They were busy in talking, never noticed behind, someone from the corner table watching them and clicking photos of them.......

Within fifteen minutes Shubman rushed into the cafe.

Directly he came forward to Ishan and Mayank. His eyes were like volcano. Ishan was shivering in scare. He quickly moved from Mayank and stood up.

"Vo actually... aaahhhhh"

Ishan screamed in pain when Shubman harshly grabbed his injured hand. Shubi then held his upper hand but his jaw was stiff like hell.

"Hey man... please don't treat him like that" Mayank pleaded.

"I'm not supposed to hear outsiders how to treat my husband!!" Shubman gnashed and roughly dragged Ishan in his car.

Mayank's heart was ripping off. His sweetie is now someone else's husband and he is an outsider! He has no right to say anything between them. He slapped himself for not kidnapping Ishan that day. He has not a good job like Shubman but he will never treat his sweetie like that! Chhih...

Abhishek was smirking sitting aside. Shubman was his crush, but his parents got him married with that clumsy boy. He had no objection but he cannot tolerate his betrayal. Why Shubi's husband will hug someone else ?... 

But somehow Abhi's face darkened seeing Mayank clinching his own hairs and sobbing badly.

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This one !!!!🥺💘

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Wishing you all the best on the auspicious inauguration of Ram Mandir 🛕🪔

Beyond the religion, caste and race, prabhu shree Ram is everyone's 🧡 This day will be memorable for all of us.

22nd January, 2024