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humari mohabbat ko bhulana padega,
Har khushi ke peechhe,
chhupa dard ko gale lagana padega.

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Tanishq's Perspective

Jaan
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Bhai, inme se koi achi Lage to batao?
Naman ki mummy ki jaan pehchaan hai,
They're both your type.

Jaan, tu mujhe mujhse zyada jaanta hai.
Tujhe agar koi mere liye sahi lagti hai,
To mujhe manzur hai

Jaan
Bhai,
Aap sure to ho na?
Have you really moved on?
Itni jaldi jaldi sab karna...
Kya pata aap apni wife ko
kabhi pyaar hi na kar pao..?

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I sighed. Wife... Pyaar. Ye words tab tak hi acche kyu lagte the jab uske liye use karta tha? Kyu nahi bhool pa raha hu use.. Use to mujhse pyaar bhi nahi. Or Naa hi mujhe usse kabhi pyaar tha... Kisse jhooth bol Raha hai Tanishq

I closed my eyes. As memories of her came flying again.

Flashback

"Baby kya kar Rahi hu yaar tum... It's weekend today aaj to mere saath time spend karlo..." I whined, yelling loudly from my room, "khaana bana rahi hu.."

Khaana or wo bhi Mahi?

Kitchen gaya aaj to Tera Tanishq bhaag le.

I walked out to see the sight in front of me, Mahi was so focused in cooking, her flicks fell on her cheeks as she continuously tried to tuck them back, and focused on making roti. Haaye kitni pyaari hai ye.

London mein aaj roti khaane ko milegi finally.

I walked to her, engulfing her in a hug from behind. "Kitni cute ho tum... Apne future husband ke liye khaana bana rahi ho, nahi baby?" I teased, nuzzling my face in her shoulder.

"Mai to apne liye bana rahi hu.. Arey tanu jaao yaar, tang mat karo."

I giggled hearing her annoyed voice, "mai kaha tang kar Raha hu, bas pyaar hi to kar raha hu."

"Baad mein karna, abhi nahi," Mahi replied, mai bhi dheet hu. I bend my face to her ears and whispered, "Kiski talwaar ki nok pe sar rakhu ye bata do mujhe... Agar apni future wife ko pyaar karna gunah hai —to saza do mujhe."

"Bajirao Mastani dekhke as rahe ho?" I nodded. "Jaane do na tanu, bhook lagi hai, or yaha ka besuad khaana mujhe pasand nahi. Mirchi naam ki cheez hi nahi hoti." She whined.

I kissed her cheek, purposely making sound effects that made me stifle my laughter and her to scrunch her face in disgust. *mmmmmmwah*

"Chatori kahi ki. mera pyaar to jhela jaata nahi mirchi khaani hai ise."

"Chee yaar Tanishq, kiss karni hai to pyaar se karo ye itne ashleel sound effects ke saath kyu karte ho,"

I fell on the floor laughing.

But next she turned to me, crying. Wait what-

"Roti jal gayi tumhari wajah se, it's all because of you-" She cried. She's pmsing- bhaag le Tanishq.

I wrapped my arm around her, pulling her to my chest, "Kaha jali hai.. dekho bilkul theek hai. Kahi bhi to nahi jali, itni achi Sundar roti hai." I said holding the black and weird shaped roti in my hand. "Mai khaa lunga na ise. Tum kyu chinta karti hu,"

"Sabzi kya hai?"
"Bhindi..."

Ye mere aas paas ke logo ko ye ghatiya sabziya kyu pasand hai? Shit yar jali hui roti wo bhi bhindi ke saath —koi baat nahi Tanishq. Mahi ne banayi hai. Pyaar ke liye itna to jhel sakte hai.

Next we were having dinner, I mean technically I was. Because Mahi was just looking at me with a concerned expression. "Tanishq? Nahi khaaya ja Raha kya?" She asked,

Ha meri jaan bohot mirchi hai upar se ye jali hui roti, "nahi nahi, theek hu. Tasty hai sabzi. Tum khaao na, mai theek hu."

"Rehne do Tanishq mat Khao.. hum online order kar lenge kuch tum ruko." Mahi said, "Kya tum bhi koi aur ladki nahi dhund sakte the. Mujhe to khaana bhi nahi banana aata" She uttered, my ears perked up at that.

"Mai tumhare banai Hui har cheez khaane ko taiyar hu. mai tumhare saath hi rahunga zindagi bhar. Or waise bhi, mujhe aata hai khaana banana mai khud bhi khaa lunga or tumhe bhi khila dunga. Theek meri future biwi, itna mat socha karo har baat par."

I'll always chose you, Mahi.

Mujhe sirf tum chahiye.

Mere future mein, meri ghar mein, meri car ki passenger seat pe, mere saath, Har jagah tum.

You are my constant, my end and my beginning.

Back to present

Kya Tanishq... Kyu ro Raha hai use yaad karke? Use to tere jeene marne se bhi fark nahi padhta.

*Hiccup*

*Hiccup*

*Hiccup*

"Kaun hai yaar, ek to hichki *hiccup* itni buri tarah aa rahi hai *hiccup* or upar se koi pagal doorbell bajaye jaa raha hai."

*Hiccup*

*Hiccup*

I opened the door, and my eyes widened in shock. Mahi?

But before I could say anything or process that my hiccups had already stopped or even wipe the tears on my cheeks. My face fell to the side.

"What the..."

"Sirf yahi karne aai ho tum yaha ek hafte baad?" I stated, my voice was soft, since all this was too much. Nahi jhela jaa raha hai.

My palm found its place to my cheek,where she just slapped me.

"Mere paas time nahi tha tumhare liye isliye hi break-up Kiya tha na Tanishq? Ab apna chehra bhi mat dikhana mujhe..." She held my face and pulled me closer to her.

Then, in a move that felt as natural as breathing yet as shocking as a bolt of lightning, Mahi pulled me close. Her lips met mine in a kiss that was a enigma in itself—it was gentle yet filled with a desperation, Was it a ...goodbye?

I was caught off guard, but then I felt a surge of emotions that I thought I had buried. The kiss was short but spoke volumes, laden with the weight of what we could have been, the love we could still harbor, and the pain of our separation.

For a moment, I forgot about the world around me, lost in the feelings of her lips against mine. But as quickly as it began, it ended. She pulled away, leaving a silence that was louder than any words we could have spoken.

She turned around, ready to leave. But I encircled my palm around her wrist.

"Mahi.."

"Chhodo mujhe Tanishq," She sobbed. "Tumhe to waise bhi fark nahi padhta mai zinda hu ya mar gai. All that mattered to you was 'mujhe time do, mujhe pyar do, mujhe attention do' while I never even complained when you didn't do the same for me."

Her wrist slipped from my hand.

There's no really going back now huh?

"Kaha jaa... rahi ho?" I asked, hesitant and shaken. It's over, and I can't take it. The past week was already so hard. "Wapas jaa rahi hu India. And yes Tanishq, please forget that i ever mentioned that my parents want to meet yours."

Without even looking at me, she walked down the stairs, leaving the apartment building.

Am I really ready to move on from her? Kar paaunga ise bhulakar kisi aur se pyaar?

Am I hurrying with the decision of marriage? Kya mai galat kar raha hu?

Wo to jaa rahi hai, Tanishq. Ek baar fir tujhe chhod ke... Kya faayda fir use apne se jod ke rakhne ka?

Kya faayda us ishq ka jisme tumhe koi ehmiyat hi na mile? Us Ishq ka jisme tumhe wo samajh hi na sake?

Mahi, Dar lagta hai ki tumhe bhula nahi paaunga.. par is baat ka zyada dar lagta hai ki kahi tumhe bhulne ki koshish mein khud ko na bhul jaau...

Tanishq:
Jaan, shayad tu sahi keh raha hai.
Pyaar dobara milna mushkil hai,
par zindagi mein aage badhna bhi zaroori hai.

Mahi hamesha mere dil mein rahegi,
p

ar ab mujhe kisi aise saathi ki talash hai jo
meri purani yaadon ko samajh sake,
aur naye sapne sajane mein
mera saath de.

Mujhe khush rehna hai Mahi, or tum or mai agar humesha 'hum' rahe to na tum khush rahogi or na mai.

Tumhe or tumhari yaade chodke mein aage badna chahta hu.

Kyuki yaadon ke alawa kuch nahi hai mere paas chhodne ke liye. Tum to pehle hi meri nahi thi, or pyaar? Wo shayd ek jhooth tha.

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Ye kaisi mohabbat hai,
jisme tujhe bhulne ka dar saath chalta hai,
Khushi ki talash mein hoon,
magar usme bhi tera hi asar chhupa hai.
Hum saath honge to na tu khush, na hi main,
ek ajeeb si uljhan bani hai,
Tujhe bhulane ki koshish mein laga hoon,
par darr hai kahi khud ko na kho baithun.
Is koshish ki raah mein,
har kadam pe teri yaadon se guzarta hoon,
Jaise chhodna chahta hoon tujhe,
magar har pal tujhme hi simat jaata hoon.
Ye kaisa khel hai zindagi ka,
tujhe bhulne ka irada karke bhi,
Har pal, har ghadi,
tujhme hi khud ko paata hoon.
—Businessman Tanishq who picked up his pen, that night.

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The craze of writing istg- kya matlab botany ka lecture skip karke chapter likh Rahi thi? 😭😭 Mere maa baap Ghar se nikaal denge mujhe. Chhodo khair. Comment and let me know how you like it!!