| | APART YET TOGETHER | |
-: Writer :-
Pritesh B. Thaker
thaker.prit127@gmail.com
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DEDICATED
My friends Manthan and Vivek who always encouraged and supported me for writing. They are always there to read every single page I write, they are my first reader and will always be.
And to Nivarozin Rajkumar (Niva aunty) who knows me only through facebook and yet without her it was quiet impossible to get this published….
AUTHOR INFO
-: NAME :-
Pritesh B. Thaker
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8866663754
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INDEX
Part 19: ||the diary||
Part 20: ||the diary||
Part 21: ||the diary||
Part 22: ||suicide note||
Part 23: ||happy is ending||
Part 19:
||the diary||
Hey! Good morning diary...! Guess what? Meri zindagi ki sari taklife dur ho gai he can you believe it! Now I am all happy man... There was a party at Dev's place.
Why the hell Dev's place?
But my dear diary! Don’t get confused let me tell you something...
It was the next evening after Neha proposed me to marry her. I had already vanished Dev from my life but she said that day "hey! I think we should inform Dev..." and I didn't know what to answer her, apparently I didn't want to reveal what exactly happened on that night when I fell from his terrace.
"it isn't needed..." I disagreed...
"but he is your friend yar come on..." she said insisting me to tell him and I simply cannot deny her. She is everything to me, hence in order not to hurt her I made call to Dev and told him about us, he asked to come over, unfortunately phone was on loud speaker and Neha was listening that I didn't have any option than inviting the person who tried to kill me some days ago at my home.
Later after that day all of us were sitting on the sofa, I was not chatting much, Neha noticed that too but I ignored her. I was literally paralyzed when Dev asked about throwing a party, he was behaving like he didn't do anything, I just wanted to make everything clear that he was no more my friend so I tried to get rid of Neha for a while and asked her to make me something pretending to be hungry and it worked, she went to kitchen...
"why are you here?" i asked directly without wasting any time.
"what? I didn't get you..." he asked pretending to be innocent...
"please don't play this game now... You tried to kill me other day and almost did too..." I said and noticed that my voice was getting louder hence I made sure that whether Neha didn't hear anything.
"come on yar I was drunk; sorry..." he said trying to convince me.
"all you have to say as clarification is you were drunk and that is why you pushed me from your terrace... Wow!" I clapped while uttering those words in anger.
"see, I know but Harsh give me one chance, I'll make everything perfect again..."
"see, Dev it's not..." I was saying something but I realized that Neha had come out of the kitchen and I had to stop. We finalized the party things later though I wasn't interested at all, I did that only for Neha. He gave me an apologizing look while leaving from there, all I could tell him at that moment was "let's see..."
though I didn't want to do any party but the zest I saw in Neha that day concerned to party, it cheered me up. I also noticed that Dev was indeed regretting what he had done. Till then he had said 'sorry' to me millions of times and I've also started melting down I don't know why.
It was late when Dev was fully drunk and was behaving insane when we called off the party. I helped him getting into his room.
"hey! I am really sorry..." he said kissing my cheek, I felt a bit awkward but he was not in sense.
"I know..." I nodded and tried to get out from there as soon as possible.
"hey...! Hey! Wait let me tell you something..." he said sitting on the bed.
"say..." I agreed because there was no logic in arguing with a totally drunk man.
"I know you can never forgive me for what did I do, even I agree that I love her but... but you both are perfect together... Like a king and a queen... I really wish that you both lead a happy married life.... Pardon me yar I can't live with this burden please..." he fell on the bed saying these all and yet was whispering something unconsciously. When finally I walked from there his words seemed to affect me and I've learnt from personal experience that a drunken man never lies and moreover destiny has given me a second chance to live my life, I should also give him a second chance, after all what all matters to me is Neha and as far as she is with me I can forgive and forget anything...
Part 20:
||the diary||
Some people on this earth born with fortune and some with an endless bad luck, I belonged to the second type people. Whenever it seems everything in life is going perfectly okay something terrible happens and shakes me off. Tears have always been following my happiness...
Today it is 10 days and probably 7 hours I've not seen Neha neither even I've heard her voice. I am in a bar right now and I don't know how much I've drink till now. I met Neha's sister Nishi, she is a tough girl but she cares about her sister, her family and she made me realize today that why I never had a family, she made me realize that what does it mean to have a family and why I don't deserve one.
My head was spinning when I went to meet her. I was not even aware of what I was saying to her, all I remember is that I got to know from her that someone called her father and told everything about me and Neha and her father is picturing his elder daughter as a slut, a whore. I knew that it must be Dev, I had this great urge of cutting his head off his body. I called him as soon as she left from CCD.
"why did you do that Dev... Why?" I said as I was bagging for some mercy from destiny.
"what...? What did i do?" he said as he didn't know anything.
"you called her father, don't act like you are so innocent damn it..." i shouted at him...
"hey...! Hey! Wait whose father?" he sounded puzzled.
"Neha's father... Neha do you know her? my girlfriend..." I was standing on a road surrounded by hundreds of people, shouting over my phone and crying at the same time.
"how on earth can I have his number and why would I...." he was saying something but I cut the phone. There was no logic in knowing who informed her father the fact is Neha is no more with me, but if Dev didn't tell her father then who did?
Just out of curiosity I went through my call logs and I was numb and shocked after checking it, it gave me heart attack what i found in there... It was showing I called her father 7 times and finally when he picked up we talked for 23 minutes and 57 seconds, for a while my mind stopped responding, it went blank... I felt a jerk in my whole body... It was me who called her father 7 times and told him everything in 23 minutes and 57 seconds and irony is I don't even remember when did I do that, how is it even possible. I am the biggest enemy of myself and no one else, still I am not able to believe that I did so... I let my Neha go away...
No, I cannot believe this, no matter how much drunk I am I can never do this, not even in my worst nightmares... It seems that my life is going away from me, my breathings are willing to stop, my heart no more wishes to beat, I cannot do this to my Neha... I cannot do this to my angel... I cannot do this to my, my everything and if I've really done that then I've no right to call her mine, do you know diary what I found out today? That I don't love Neha actually... I am destroying her life, I used to think that she is giving me a new life but no, no... I am giving her a life no less than hell, a life quite near to death... I must get rid of her life, no matter what happens to me, I cannot bring a new Harsh within her... I've to get vanished from her life...
Yes, I do love her and I'll forever but I simply cannot do this, I cannot ruin her life, destroy her dreams... I cannot call her father, can I diary? What you think? Tell me... TELL ME DIARY TELL ME... WHY ARE YOU NOT SPEAKING DAMN IT...!
I cannot do this... No I can't... I love her... I love my Neha... I love my angel...
Part 21:
||the diary||
When your life is all messed up everything is shattered and you are torn apart all you need is a stimulant that gives you a new energy, a new strength, power to live the life again and destiny always gives every on a shot in the arm that stimulates us. In my life our child yes, my baby worked as a stimulant.
When there were no hopes of having her back in my life, god gifted us with a child and that took our train back on the track. She is very lucky for us though Neha says it is a baby boy I know she is my little girl. It seems happiness has again knocked our door, a lot of smiles are waiting and laughs are waiting for us, a whole new life is waiting for us to celebrate it, now nothing can go wrong.
But you know diary at the same time life is a full package of surprises, sometimes those surprises are good, sometimes bad and sometimes it also comes as a mixture.
Since the day I came to know I was not able to believe that I was the one who called Neha’s father and the only person who could clear my doubts was Neha’s father himself. I had to ask him and now he was my father too, he was happy that I decided to get married as soon as it was possible, and we have fixed the dates too, now he also believes that only I can love her more than he does. We were all happy, discussing about our marriage. I was seeking for some alone time with my father in law, finally when Dev went to meet caterers’ people and Nishi was at her class I made Neha busy with some work and stole some time alone with my father in law.
“Papa I want to ask you something….” I said while stammering a bit.
“Yes… yes, go on beta…” he was trying to be helpful and make me comfortable, I loved it.
“This thing is bothering me since many days I just don’t know how to say it…” I was just looking for a proper way to put my thing playing with the words as I didn’t have strength to ask directly.
“You are not treating me as your father, just go on speak it up…” he said putting his hand on my shoulder, now that thing turned me on, and I had some strength then.
“Who called you that day? Was it me?” I asked trying not to look at him.
“when?” he asked being totally unaware of what I was asking that made situation a little harder for me.
“umm… who told you… about me and Neha…” I put on some strength and directly asked looking away, I was trying to avoid eye contact as much as I could, and apparently it was first time experience for me talking with my father in law.
“oh… why do you want to know that… it was not you my son…” he said being careless and I was like ‘now stop playing this son and father game and answer what I asked…’ but you know I could not say that “oh! It’s okay, leave it…” I said instead though I didn’t want to leave it anyhow.
“Someone named Das, he was introducing himself as your uncle…” he said and that gave me heart attack I mean seriously! Das chacha? Why? I left from there at the moment knowing about this and rushed to home.
“why on earth did you call Neha’s father…?” I asked just when Das chacha opened the door, he was bit shocked as it was first time in my life I had shouted on him.
“because I care for you…” he said putting his hands on my shoulders
“Is this what you call caring?” I asked throwing his hands away from my shoulders.
“Harsh don’t forget that you are a Rajput and you can’t marry her at least think about your Name….” he shouted at me with his widely open eyes staring at me which had become red till now from anger.
“Oh! The Name, the cast because of which my whole family died no, I don’t care about it and mind that I love her and I am going to marry her….” I said and went in my room slamming the door as hard as I could just to show the intensity of my anger…
“fine… I am leaving forget that you had an uncle…” he shouted and left. I don’t know where did he go neither I do care. I simply don’t anyone in my life who is willing to apart me and Neha….
Part 22:
||suicide note||
Some things in life are never meant for you, no matter how hard you try for it, no matter how much you care for it, no matter how much you crave for it, no matter how much you love them. Destiny has this tendency to seize the thing which is most precious for you and Neha, what can be more precious for me than her on the earth? She brought a new life for me but it never meant to last forever I would have known that. I knew that after what happened on our marriage day she could never love me again but I never expected hatred from her, today morning I went to meet her. She is the same stunning Neha I saw years ago, the only thing which has changed is now she hates me, she no more wants me in her life and I cannot live anymore after knowing that.
My dear Diary you have always been there with me in my good and bad times when no one else was standing by me, you were there. Before I die I need to tell you something because you are most close to me, you are no less than a living friend for me and this is the last time I am talking to you…
It was our marriage that day. I and Neha both were feeling the luckiest person on the earth. I met her a night before the marriage, she was very happy to have me in her life and so I was. I kissed my girlfriend for the last time that night because then she was going to be my wife and mother of child. Everyone was happy but no one knew the plans of the destiny that a storm was coming in our lives and we were so engrossed in enjoying last few moments of happiness of our lives. Dev came to meet me late at night…
“hey! Buddy….” He said knocking my half open door.
“Hey! Come on in…. you don’t have to knock the door…” I asked him to come in and showed him a chair to sit. Dev really had changed after that incident.
“So, how are feeling…?” he asked filling two glasses of vodka, we decided that it was our last drink that night.
“Nervous and at the same time the king of the world…” I answered having the last drink of my life and we both giggled. I was indeed puzzled and nervous, after all getting married is not an easy task, you start feeling damn responsible over the night and you can’t even help it.
“so, take rest you need it…” he said tapping on my shoulder and we both went near to dustbin and dropped our half-filled glasses of alcohol in there saying “good bye…” together. I could sleep that night peacefully after a long time.
I was totally unaware of what another morning was bringing for us, when I woke the next morning I was not in my bed, there were no cloths on me, I was naked, sitting on a wooden chair my both the hands tied with the chair. When first I realized where I was I couldn’t react for a while, it all seemed like nightmare and I was hoping that someone will wake me up soon. Then I tried to get rid of that damn chair and untie my hands but I couldn’t. I started yelling and asking for help.
“hey! Is anyone there, where the hell I am?” but no one answered and while I was screaming in pain someone hit on my head with a brick and I fell unconscious on the other hand everyone was waiting for me on my marriage.
Maybe I was unconscious for two days. When again I woke up my eyes got wide seeing who was standing in front of me, I could never imagine this would happen in my life. It was no other than Nishi.
“what the hell are you up to Nishi? ” I shouted at her.
“Marry me now no one is here in our life to stop us….” She said holding my hands, I stood up and pushed her away though I wanted to kill her.
“It’s not possible. I love your sister and it was four years ago the night we met…” I said.
Yes, Nishi was one of those girls who shared my bed on my play boy days, she was ex. I could never imagine that she remembered that night when we both were drunk and met in a bar four years ago.
“I don’t care before how many years it happened, I love you… and how could I see you marrying my sister…” she yelled at me and started slapping me here and there.
“Just go away I love Neha but you won’t understand…” I shouted and turned around pushing her away from me.
“Fine…” this was the last word she spoke and then sound of a gunshot, she killed herself.
For six years I searched for Neha like hell, without looking at day and night and now when finally a found her in New york I got her with immense hatred towards me. I just can’t bear this pain of killing two sisters and their father. I dying with my love for Neha in my heart, regrets for Nishi in my soul and no self-respect in my eyes for me…..
Part 23:
||happy is ending||
Neha closed the diary and stood up from the bench and walked to emergency ward. She was caressing the diary with her soft fingers when she went near to the emergency ward and looked in through the half transparent glass. He was laying on the bed surrounded by bunch of doctors who were trying to get life back for a half dead man, she was now feeling love and kindness for the person she threw out of her house few hours back, she touched Harsh's image on the glass as if she was touching him.
A tear rolled down from her eyes, wiping the tear she looked at the diary and kissed it, a gentle smile came on her face. She was walking out of the hospital when her phone rang, she read the name 'hubby ji' then picked up the call and greeted him "hey honey! Just few minutes, and I'll be there..." she hung up the call even without waiting for the reply. She had asked him to get home earlier and she was in the hospital yet, she looked at the huge clock hanging on the wall, it was already showing 9:30 then she gave her number to the receptionist and drove back to home.
As she knocked the door Dev opened it and gave her a tight hug but she didn't respond to it. Dev realized soon that something was wrong, looking at her gestures of face, shades of her dried tears where still clearly appearing on her face, Dev held her shoulders and asked in a caring gentle voice 'what's wrong Neha?"
"I met him..." she said and sat down on the couch, she had not even blinked since a while, apparently she didn't have to explain to Dev that who was 'him'. Somewhere within their selves they both knew that one day he will be back. A certain silence covered the atmosphere for a while, finally Neha held him the diary, no one spoke a single word until Dev completed reading it. All he could say after reading it was "I am sorry..."
"No, Dev it's not about you, you are the reason I am alive today..." she said holding his hand.
"Harsh needs to see his father..." Dev said looking into her eyes and she hugged him, for a while she didn't leave him until her phone rang and she was informed that the patient was conscious then.
They woke Harsh up who fell asleep an hour ago and drove to hospital. All the way was Dev was driving the car above 60. He could not wait anymore to see his friend. They went in the harsh's ward and sat near his bed, no one uttered a single word for a while, actually they didn't know what to say, their minds were all blank, both Harsh in there were confused about what was going on and irony was they both didn't know each other, finally the more innocent and sweet Harsh broke the silence and asked 'mumma ye uncle kaun he? Inko kya hua?" no one knew what to answer him, Harsh again asked the same question shaking Neha's hand with his tiny palm holding it. Dev smiled at him and took him in his lap caressing his hairs he whispered in his right ear "he is your father beta..." hearing this a huge smile covered their faces. Neha never told him who was his father and Dev he was his 'Devu uncle' for him. Though they were married in eyes of society, they both knew that she only belonged to Harsh and no one else. Harsh got up on the bed and kissed his father trying to hug him with his small hands and whispered in his sweet voice "mere daduu..." no one among them could stop smiling, Harsh hugged his five years old son back and started kissing him here and there, after a while Neha said "eyy mister hum bhi he yaha..." and everyone giggled all of them hugged each other for a while and no one was willing to leave hold of each other, Neha kissed on his forehead and whispered "I love you..." he smiled in answer.
"by the way we have to change the name of one of you to avoid confusions..." Dev said and everyone burst into laughter....
With this I thank you everyone for supporting me, I hope that I entertained you in this 23 parts... love you all my sweet readers...
