Kahte Hain Mohabbaton Mein
Dil Toot Jate Hain
Sath Sath Chalte Hain
Phir Vohi Roth Jate Hain

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He stood on the balcony, his knuckles turning white due to his aggressive hold on the railing. His mind revolving around whatever happened. A certain tear struck face revolved in front of his eyes, her sobs resonating in his ears, the agony and disappointment in her eyes were making his insides churn harshly.

"Stop hurting me please, I am tired"

He knew she was referring to something else, something that she wanted to scream, something she could not utter and he knew that something was related to him. He hurt her, he knew that but it felt her words just not reflected the anguish of today, it seemed deep-seated like something buried from years. Something which was showing its effect till now.

There was a time when they would read each other's eyes and know what was wrong with the other person, they never needed words their emotions were everything. Their friendship gives them the power to easily see through each other's facade and fight all the darkness for the other one. He missed that.

However he knew one thing, her tears hurt him, her anguish pained him, not finding her caused never-ending chaos in his mind, her burn injured him, her words sliced him like a merciless dragger.

She was beginning to mean everything to him in just sheer duration. And he was frightened, love snatched his everything once, it brought him down to his knees, it made him defenceless and it shattered his heart into zillions of pieces. And even though he knew she was not like her but he also knew love brings pain. And he could swear on anything, pain in love was unthinkable. And he didn't want to go through it. Again.

A clearing of the throat brought him back to reality. His father stood on the threshold with two mugs of coffee in his hands. Parents are precious, they know what struggles their children go through, they easily read your mind because they know what you are and what you would do. His father knew he was tormented, hurt and angry. And he knew he has to be there for him.

"You know when I first saw your mother, I was awestruck, she carried herself with so much grace and perfection, her confidence was her tool. Ours was an arranged marriage ammi saw her in her friend's wedding and all the typical arrange marriage followed. She was very innocent yet intelligent when I first saw her clad in the red bridal attire I was instantly drawn towards her. Muhabbat nahi hwui thi haan attraction thi. Saari Zindagi Apne khwab Poore karne main lagi di, Pyaar waghira sab mazaak lagta tha, shaadi bhi ammi ke majboor karne par ki thi."

(I was not in love with her but I was attracted to her. Whole life I worked hard to fulfil my dream. Love seemed a joke, I even got married on my mother's insistence)

And Mr Ahmed lightly chuckled, while Rohan just passed him a small smile. Growing up he had always admired his parents bond, they would fight together and the next moment would pass each other compliments. They were what you call, couple goals.

"Sometimes just a mere person is enough to break our own set of rules, our perception and our choices. Just a person jiske ke saath ap bas ap hote hoo koi pretences nahi koi jhoot nahi, you are your self with all your flaws all your shortcomings, just you."

(Just a person with whom you are yourself, no pretences no lie just you with all your flaws and shortcomings)

He smiled remembering that time while gazing into the endless darkness of the extremely cold night.

"Phir ahista ahista jab uske saatg Waqt ghuzarne laga tu ehsaas hwua, ke muhabbat hogayi thi Kyun ke she was an extremely beautiful person inside and out even when she would make me do the house chores forcefully, even when she made me run for her chaat at 3 am in the night and even when she made me dress up as a clown because she was getting bored. Drama karwa lo bas."

(And then slowly gradually when time went I realized I was in love with her because she was an extremely beautiful person inside)

And they laughed. His mother was amazing.

When Mr Ahmed turned around towards him patting his hand on his shoulder, lovingly.

"Tum soch rahe ho ajj tumko yeh Kyun bata Raha hoon. Main tum ko bas yeh batana Chahta hoon, ke shaadi ka Rishta buhat strong hota hai lekin nazuk hota hai, misunderstanding, miscommunication and ego se toot jata hai, kamzor par jata hai."

(You would be thinking why I am telling you this. I am telling you this because marriage is a very strong relationship but it is delicate and it can be weakened by misunderstanding, miscommunication and ego)

He paused looking at Rohan who was looking at him curiously.

"Lekin kuch log special hote hain, unse Mohabbat shayad nahi bhi ho unki Aisi aadat hojati hai ke unke begaar guzara mushkil hojata hai. Aise logon ke liye larna chahiye unse Dunya se yahan tak ke khud se bhi. Kesi bhi cheez ko itni power nahi do ke woh tum se woh ek insaan cheen sake."

(But some people are special even if we don't love them we become so accustomed to them that we can't survive without them. We should fight for these people from them, from the world and even from ourselves. Don't give anything the power to snatch your everything from you)

He patted his back one last time leaving him in his thoughts.

He knew his father was pointing towards them.

He knew Mushk was special, he knew that, despite every fear, every apprehension.

But he was not understanding was her reaction, it was almost brutal. He knew that Mushk would get his concern behind his anger, she always does.

Then what changed?

He thought curiously.

However, he was not going to let a mere misunderstanding ruin what they have and what they were going to have.

Aise logon ke liye larna chahiye unse Dunya se yahan tak ke khud se bhi.

And he was going to fight for them.

And he ran towards his room.

As soon as he reached his room, he saw her struggling to sleep on the couch. And he knew she was not sleeping and he walked towards the couch.

"Mushk" he called her softly. And she ducked her head in the duvet more.

If they were not fighting he would have laughed. However, right now he was too worried to do that.

Bending on his knees, he lightly removed the duvet from her face, and surprisingly she didn't protest. Looking at him with her accusing eyes, which had become red due to sobbing continuously. And his heart stilled watching her crying, crying because of him.

His thumb moved towards her eyes, wiping the fat droplet of tear which escaped her eyes. And his heart stung with unknown anguish. She was always a cry baby then why her tears were tearing him apart now.

"Why do you cry so much?" He asked worriedly.

"You make me cry this much" she raised herself, escaping from his grasp his stare was troubling her. Wiping the tears away and sniffed. She was about to get up when he captured her wrist in his grasp not allowing her to escape.

"Mujh se shikyat hai mujh se Karo, mujhe maro, daanto khud Kyun roti hoo?" He again inquired drawing circles on her hand.

(If you have problems with me tell me to hit me scold me why do you cry yourself)

And again her eyes started filling up.

"I don't want to talk to you" she was about to get up when he held her hand more tightly not allowing her to leave.

"2 minutes. Please" and she sat down.

He was asking for two minutes? He was unaware she could give him her life and still be glad

Watching her sitting, he relaxed.

"Kyun naraz ho ab yeh batao aur jhoot nahi Mushk," he asked still holding her hand in a firm grip.

(Why are you upset and no lies Mushk)

And she was adamant to not tell him.
And she remained quiet, not looking in his eyes.

"Mushk kal tak sab sahi tha hum party main Gaye the phir iske baad we....."
(Everything was alright till yesterday we went to the party and then...)

And she turned her head more sideways, as if not wanting him to know. It was very childish but accepting your vulnerabilities in front of someone is damn difficult.

"Wait Mushk do you regret that?"

He asked fearing her response, he was right in apologizing then he was so blind in his feelings that he refused to see her discomfort. And before he could apologize again he saw her turning her head at Usain bolt speed staring at him. Her eyes held a fire in them as if wanting to burn everything.

"The question is not that, question yeh hai ke do you regret that? Warna tum kal sorry nahi bolte."

(The question is not that the question is do you regret it? Or you would not have apologized yesterday)

She said almost accusingly, her body had started aching again. And he looked at her shocked. What???

"Mushk Pagal ho tum? Maine kal sorry isliye bola Kyun ke mujhe laga I forced you. I don't regret whatever happened."
He said almost shouting.

(Are you mad? I apologised I thought I forced you)

"Maine tum se kaha ke tum ne mujhe force? Nahi na. Tu tum ne khud kese soch Liya? Tum har Dafa yehi Karte hoo" she shouted while shaping his hand away from her. But her heart was at ease as if some unknown burden was removed.

(Did I told you that you forced me? No right. You do you assume yourself. You do this every time)

And he did realize his mistake, it is important to know what the other person thinks or we do something which ruins everything.

Sometimes what we think is just not the only truth, it is important to know others perceptions.

"Acha sorry," he said while holding his ears while she turned her head cutely, puffing her cheeks showing she was naraz.

Bachi hai bilkul.
(She is a child indeed)

And he knew he missed her antics. Silently praying that it always remains like this.

"Tum bhi sorry bolo, Pehle nahi bata sakti thi, pata nahi kya kya sochti hoo."

(You also apologize, can't you ask me first, why do you think like this)

And she knew she should have cleared her misconception beforehand. But who was going to accept that?

"Tu ab main sorry bolon?"
She asked almost horrified,
(So should I apologize?)

Kya maan tha usse jaise woh usse excuse karwa hi nahi sakta. Shayad yeh Rishta tha Jo sab Badal Raha tha.

(What trust did she have that he could never ask her to apologize. The relationship was changing everything)

"Nahi tum se excuse karwa ke main kya karoonga bas I am sorry," he said almost pleading.
(No what would I do with your excuse it is just I am sorry)

"It is okay and I am sorry to mujhe tum se baat Karni chaiye thi"

(I am sorry I should have talked to you)

She said seriously apologizing.

"Chalo aqal tu ayi, shukar Allah," he said raising his hands as if thanking God, mocking her.
(Thank God that you got your wisdom back)

While she narrowed her eyes at him.

"Zyada free nahi hoo," she said jabbing him.

(Don't become over now)

She was about to stand up when he pulled her by her arms, close to him.
He raised himself, his lips against her cheek, brushing it lightly and still that light touch sent shivers through her nerves, shivers that made her whole body tremble.

Heat rose from Mushk's stomach to her chest. Rohan's lips were getting closer and her heart decided to skip a beat.

"I won't regret this, ever."
He whispered huskily.

His voice made her tremble, his proximity raised her heartbeat. They continued to look at each other their senses subdued by the massive rush of adrenaline.

She advanced towards him slowly, whispering sensually,

"Main Abhi bhi Tumse naraz hoon"
(I am still angry with you)

And pushed him lightly running away from his clasp.

While Rohan just remained rotted to his place. What did the hell happen?

And he turned his face to see her standing near the bed laughing like an insane person.

"Mushk.." He whined like a child.

Causing Mushk to laugh harder.

Control her laugh she managed to say,

"Mujhe itna rulaya ab bhugtoo"
(You made me cry now suffer)

And started laughing again. While Rohan could just mourn on his stupid actions, smiling seeing her laughing.

And everything was okay.

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Hello so I am back, thora late hogya sorry. But they patched up, my babies are lovely.

They both realised their mistakes and apologized and I admire their relationship because of this.

I loved Rohan's convo with his father. Buhat wholesome tha.

What is your thought?

I will try to update fast but no promises.🤭🤭🤭

Till then stay safe and happy.

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