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In Mumbai...

A boy was getting ready in front of the mirror. Today he was wearing his favourite shirt which he got in his last birthday. He was checking again and again if the shirt was looking good on him or not. After being sure that he was looking good, he combed his hair. Then he applied some perfume on him.

Though he always smile in every situation, today he was smiling more brightly. After all it was a very special day for him. He was going to propose to his childhood love and his heart was racing thinking about her.

"Sid hua tera? Aur kitna time lagayega....."

Mahi suddenly stopped after entering Sid's room. She widened her eyes seeing her brother getting ready like this.

"Kya baat hai! Jo ladka khud par thik se dhyan hi nahi deta, aaj baar baar seesha kyu dekh raha hai?" Said Mahi teasingly.

Sid looked at Mahi and asked through his sign language if he was looking good or not.

"Accha hi nahi hero lag raha hai tu." Said Mahi pulling his cheeks. "Lekin tu aaj itna ready ho ke college kyu jaa raha hai? Kuch special hai kya? Let me guess..... Kahi toh usse propose toh...."

Mahi didn't get even complete her sentance and Sid started blushing. She understood everything seeing his blush.

"I was right. Tu Shruti ko propose kar raha hai. Finally tujh mein himmat aa hi gayi, haan?" Said Mahi excitedly.

Sid nodded in yes and then asked through his sign launguage, "Woh haan toh kahegi na?"

"Arrey kyu nahi kahegi? Teri bachpan ki dost hai. Aur Shruti itni bhi stupid nahi hai jo tere jaise heere ko reject kar de."

Sid smiled hearing that.

"Par haan, usse propose karne ke liye tujhe college jaana hoga. Aur college jaane se pehle breakfast karna hoga. Zaldi aaja main wait kar rahi hoon." Said Mahi further.

Sid requested Mahi to give him two minutes.

Mahi sighed and said, "Okay but hurry up!"

Saying that, she left his room and he again looked at the mirror.

In The College...

A group of students were standing outside and having fun.

"Oh Pratik! Your jokes are too funny." Said Shruti laughing while her one hand was wrapped around Pratik's arm.

"Ok guys ek aur joke suno....."

Pratik suddenly stopped as his eyes fell on Sid who entered the college. He smirked and said, "Ek din ek gunga college mein aaya. Aur paata hai aate hi usne kya bola?"

"Kya bola?" Asked his friends.

"Arrey Bhai bolega kaise? Woh toh hai hi gunga." Said Pratik and everyone started laughing.

Suddenly Shruti saw Sid and understood that Pratik was making fun of him.

"Guys stop it! Sid aa raha hai. Usse bura lagega." Said Shruti.

"Toh uss se tujhe kya?" Asked Pratik in a serious tone.

"Come on guys! He is my childhood friend." Said Shruti to which Pratik rolled his eyes.

Sid then came in front of them and waved 'Hi' at Shruti.

"Hi Sid!" Said Shruti smiling.

After that Sid took out a letter from his pocket and gave it to Shruti while blushing a little.

"Yeah kya hai?" Asked Shruti to which Sid indicated him to read herself.

Shruti unfolded the letter and started reading while Sid was feeling hell nervous thinking how she would react.

As soon as Shruti read the letter, her blood boiled. But she controlled her anger and started reading loudly so that her friends could hear.

Dear Shruti,
        There is something that I want to share with you since many years. Bas yeh soch ke kabhi kar nahi paaya ki tu yeh jaan ne ke baad kaise react karegi. Kahi iss wajah se humare bich jo yeh khubsurat dosti ka rishta hai woh kharab na ho jaaye. Lekin aaj bohut himmat juta ke main tujh tak apne dil ki baat pohucha raha hoon, iss letter ke zariye. Shruti tu sirf meri best friend hi nahi, meri family hai. Bachpan mein jo haadsa mere saath hua uske baad sab ne mera saath chhor diya tha siwaye tere. Mere har mushkil waqt mein tu mere saath khadi rahi hai. Aur kab humari yeh bachpan ki dosti pyaar mein badal gayi, mujhe paata bhi nahi chala. I really love you Shruti. Aur kahi na kahi mujhe yakeen hai ki tu bhi mujhse pyaar karti hai. Ab mera yeh yakeen sahi hai yaa galat yeh tere jawab ke upar depend karta hai. I'm waiting for your answer.
                                                    Love,
                                                     Sid

Shurti finished reading and her friends looked at Sid being shocked. Pratik made an angry face and was going to say something to Sid but Shruti stopped him showing her hand.

Shruti gave a fake smile and said, "Kya likha hai tune yaar! Emotional kar diya."

Sid smiled hearing that and saw a ray hope. He thought that Shruti might reciprocate his feelings.

"Itne pyaar se koi ladka propose kare toh ladki kaise maana kar sakti hai?"

Shurti's friends became confused hearing her words, especially Pratik.

"But problem yeh hai ki tune mujhe propose hi nahi kiya. Agar tu chahta hai ki main teri girlfriend banu toh tujhe saamne se propose toh karna hoga."

Sid looked at Shruti being puzzled.

"Yeh jo baatein tune iss letter mein likhi hai, yeh hi tu apne muh se bol." Said Shruti further making Sid shocked.

Her friends smiled immediately and started cheering.

"Yeah Sid, propose her."

"You can do it!"

"Sid! Sid! Sid!"

They all started laughing leaving Sid humiliated. But he didn't give up. He was about to move his hand when Shruti, "Ahhaan! Aise sign launguage mein nahi. Tujhe kehna hoga, apne muh se."

Sid couldn't understand what to do and kept standing looking down.

Shruti went close to Sid and said squeezing his cheeks, "Kya hua? Bol na! Bada shauk hai na mujhse pyaar karne ka, mujhe friend se girlfriend bana ne ka? Then say it!"

Shruti left his cheeks harshly. Tears came to Sid's eyes as everyone was making fun of his disability. And what was hurting him the most was, his best friend was mocking him along with others. It seemed that she was not his best friend anymore, she was some stranger.

"Zara tujhse acche se baat kya kar liyi, tujhe laga main teri girlfriend ban jaaungi!" Said Shruti angrily. "Arrey jab se tune bolna band kiya, tere saare dost tujhse dur ho gaye, mujhe tujhse sympathy hui aur maine diya tera saath. But it doesn't mean that I will spend my whole life with a loser like you. Arrey main toh chhor, tujhse kabhi koi bhi ladki pyaar karne ke baare mein soch bhi nahi sakti. Dosti tak hi thik hai."

"Aur toh aur yeh ab meri girlfriend hai. Iske baare mein sochna bhi mat warna bohut maarunga." Said Pratik threatening.

Now it was another shock for Sid. Tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Just look at Pratik. Ladkiyon ko iske jaise boyfriends chahiye. Naa ki tere jaise losers." Said Shruti.

Pratik smiled looking at Shruti and said, "I love you Babes."

"Aww I love you too."

And they kissed. Sid closed his eyes and left from there with a broken heart.

Back at home...

Mahi came back from office and called Sid. But he didn't come out of his room. Mahi became confused and went to his room. There she found him sitting on the bed.

"Main kab se tujhe bula rahi hoon aur tu idhar statue ki tarah baitha hai." Said Mahi sitting beside him.

"Aur tune mere messages ke reply kyu nahi diye? Mujhe jaan na tha Shruti ne kya jawab diya. Chal ab baata de. Kya hua? Haan hi kaha na usne?"

Sid didn't give any reply and kept sitting without looking at her as he was hiding his tears from his sister.

Mahi became worried and said, "Kya hua Sid? Idhar dekh meri taraf."

Sid sighed and looked at Mahi. Seeing tears in his eyes, Mahi became shocked.

"Tu ro kyu raha hai? Kahi Shruti ne..."

"Maana kar diya usne." Said Sid in sign language.

"Aur bilkool sahi kiya usne. Main kya soch ke usse propose karne gaya tha? Ki woh mujhse pyaar karne lagegi? Aisa nahi hota. Mere jaise ladke se pyaar nahi kiya jaa sakta. Mujh pe sirf taras khaya jaa sakta hai."

Mahi felt bad seeing him crying. She wiped his tears and said, "No Sid. That's not true. Sayad Shruti tere liye sahi ladki nahi thi. Ek din tujhe bhi koi ladki milegi jo sach mein tujhse pyaar karegi, jo tere saath saath teri kamiyon ko bhi apna legi."

"Aap jhut keh rahi ho. Main jaanta hoon mujhse kabhi koi pyaar nahi karegi. Mujhe kabhi apna saccha pyaar nahi milega." Said Sid in sign language and left from there crying silently.

Tears rolled down Mahi's cheeks as well seeing the condition of her brother.

"Bhagwan Ji, aap ne mere Bhai se uski awaz chheen liyi, lekin please uski khushiyan bhi uss se mat chheeniye. Uske zindagi mein kisi aise ko bhej di jiye jo uss se beintehaa pyaar kare. Kahi na kahi koi toh aisi ladki hogi jo Sid ke kamiyon ko nahi uske andar ki khubiyon ko dekhegi. Please meri sun li jiye." Prayed Mahi to God.

Meanwhile in Mohali...

In a huge mansion, a couple was standing outside a room which was locked from inside. Sounds of breaking things were coming out of the room. All the servants were doing their work ignoring the sounds as it was a regular thing in that mansion.

"Sana! It's my last warning. Come out of our room right now!" Yelled Navjot Gill, one of the richest businessman of India.

"Yeah Baby. Please stop breaking those things. You might get hurt nah!" Said Priya Gill, his wife, showing fake concern. But actually she was worried about the costly things which the girl was breaking inside the room.

"Do you really want me to come out?" Asked Sana, Navjot Ji's only daughter, the spoilt brat of the family.

"Toh phir pehle mere ek question ka answer di jiye. Are you sending me to Mumbai?"

"Sana we will talk about this later...." Said Navjot Ji trying to handle the situation.

"Mr. Gill yeh coat aap Germany se laaye the na?" Asked Sana holding a coat in her hand.

Navjot Ji knew what his daughter was going to do and said sternly, "Sana no! Woh 10 lakh ka hai. Usse kuch karne ke baare mein sochna bhi mat."

"10 lakh ka coat..... Gaya!"

Saying that, Sana started piercing the coat with a knife.

"Aap ko kya laga tha? Yeh knife main apni nas katne ke le laayi thi? Ji nahi. I'm not that stupid. Iss ghar mein mujhse kayi zyada keemti chizein hai yeh main acche se jaanti hoon. Jaise ki yeh....perfume."

Sana took a perfume and sprayed it on her wrist. She smelt it and said, "What a fragrance! Mrs. Gill yeh aap ka favourite perfume hai na?"

Priya Ji got scared and said, "No dear. Don't do it. Main specially apne liye Paris se laayi thi. Tum jo bologe main karungi bas uss perfume ko kuch nahi hona chahiye. Pure 5 lakh ka hai."

"5 lakh? Great!"

Sana started spraying in air and emptied the bottle of the perfume. Priya Ji made a crying face as Sana destroyed her favourite perfume.

"Ab last mein baari aati hai iss statute ki. Iss ko kharid ne ke liye 1 crore diya tha na aap ne Mr. Gill?"

Navjot Ji widened his eyes. He couldn't sacrifice the most costly statue of the mansion at any cost.

Sana was about to break it when Navjot Ji shouted, "Stop! Tumhe Mumbai jaane ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Now happy?"

Sana smiled at her own victory. She then opened the door and came out of her parents' room. Her parents were glaring at her angrily but it didn't matter to her like always.

"Main do baar exams mein fail kya ho gayi, mujhe ghar se nikal ne ki planning suru kar diyi aap dono ne?" Asked Sana with disbelief. "Don't forget yeh ghar jitna aap dono ka hai utna hi meri Mummy ka hai. Main aise hi nahi jaaungi iss ghar se."

"Hum tumhe bahar isliye bhejna chahte hai taa ki tumhara yeh attitude change ho. Your attitude, your lifestyle and your so called friends, they are you biggest enemies. One day you will get into a big trouble because of this." Said Navjot Ji angrily.

Sana rolled her eyes and said, "As if I care."

Saying that she left from there.

"Meri baat maan ke bachpan mein hi agar isko boarding school mein daal dete toh aaj yeh din nahi dekhna padhta." Said Priya Ji angrily to which Navjot Ji face-palmed himself being tensed.

At Night...

Sana was drinking at the bar of a night club with some of her friends.

"But Sana, itni si baat pe itna bada kaand karne ki kya zaroorat thi?" Asked Tia, one of her friends. "I mean Mumbai jaana is not that bad. Waha iss se bhi acche night clubs hai aur hot guys bhi."

"Listen I also know that. Mumbai jaana is not bad. But waha jaa ke Nani ke ghar rukna is very bad. Woh kisi middle class society mein rehti hai. Upar se Mr. Gill waha ke kisi cheap college mein mera admission karwana chahte hai. Do you actually think I'll tolerate all this? No way!" Said Sana finishing her glass.

"Tujhe apni Nani pasand nahi hai kya? Khud ki Nani hai teri." Said Suzy, her another friend.

Sana's face grew serious.

"Khud ki Nani hai toh kya? Main kabhi nahi bhul sakti jab meri Mummy hospital mein marr rahi thi, Nana aur Nani unhe dekhne bhi nahi hai. Arrey dekhne aana toh chhor unki funeral tak attend nahi kiyi unhone. Mama Mami America mein rehte hai phir bhi woh aaye aur khud ke Maa Baap hi......"

Sana paused for a while and said, "Mummy ne bhaag ke shaadi kiyi thi Mr. Gill se. Isliye Nana aur Nani unhe hate karte the. After all she chose her love over her family. Aur love bhi kaisa nikla? Jab bimari ki wajah se Mummy bed-ridden ho gayi, Mr. Gill ka bahar affair suru hogaya uss Priya ke saath. Isliye Mummy ke jaate hi woh meri not so lovely step-mother ko ghar mein le aaye. What a love story! Isn't it?"

Sana gave a sarcastic laugh and took another glass.

"Sana you hate your family, right?" Asked Tia.

"From the bottom of my heart." Replied Sana with hatred after finishing her glass. "Aur uss se bhi zyada hate mujhe paata hai kis se hai? Iss 'love' word se. Love is bullsh*t!"

"And what if someday you fall in love someone?" Asked Suzy.

Sana laughed and said, "Love is not my cup of tea, Darling! Apni Mummy wali galti repeat nahi karne wali main. Aur waise bhi mujh jaisi ladki se pyaar karega kaun jo apni har raat kisi dusre ladke ke saath guzarti ho?"

Her friends nodded their heads in disbelief hearing that.

Suddenly, Sana's eyes fell on a handsome guy who was staring at her and giving hints.

"Okay listen, you guys enjoy. Main aati hoon."

Sana was going when Tia stopped her and asked, "Sana aaj bhi?"

"I'm very frustrated right now. I really need it." Said Sana and went to that guy.

They talked for sometime and then went to the VIP room.

At late Night...

Sana was returning home in her car. She was facing towards the car's window and looking at the road blankly. But suddenly something caught her eyes. She saw a happy family who were laughing together and doing fun. A perfect happy family. Sana smiled seeing them.

"Kaash meri bhi ek aisi family hoti. Kaash meri bhi zindagi unke jaisi hoti." Thought Sana sadly with teary eyes.

On the other hand, Sid was standing at the balcony when he saw some young girls and boys of his age hanging out together at late night. He smiled sadly seeing them.

"Kaash mere bhi aise friends hote. Kaash meri zindagi mein bhi koi ek special person hoti. Kaash meri bhi zindagi....inke jaisi hoti." He thought and let his teardrops flow.
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