Wedding hall
A wedding hall full of guests. Relatives, friends all walking, eating and enjoying the festivities. Priest chanting mantras. The groom's mother is looking on – happy for her eldest son. She is surrounded by her family – younger daughter aged 16 and another son aged 15. She misses her second son who is studying abroad.
The groom is completing the rituals grimly. His heart is nowhere in the wedding. He is constantly thinking about the big mistake that he is going to commit. He cannot believe that his life would change so suddenly. He has difficulty making up his mind and is looking around for some sort of support, some sort of signal.
He looks at his father's picture placed as a symbol of his existence. His father is smiling in the picture. He concentrates on his picture hoping his father would come in front of him and support him.
Groom: Baba…aaj aapki kami bahut mehsus ho rahi hai..aap hote toh yeh sab nahi hota..main jaanta hoon main jo kar raha hoon who bahut galat hai…aap hi batao main kya karooon? Main kya karoon…
He stares at the pic of his father when a small flower placed on top of the photo falls down. He feels as if his father is saying – "do what is right!" He gets a boost of confidence and in one swift second gets up from his place and walks off the mandap…
The guests and all his family are shocked! The groom's mother and the bride's father run behind him calling his name. He walks faster ahead, calls up someone on his phone..
Groom: Daya Sir…mujhe Opera house se pick kijiye..abhi…mujhe usse rokna hai…
Railway station
A young girl is sitting alone on a bench crying away. Her heart is aching. She cannot believe her world has turned upside down in the last couple of months. Her eyes fall on the slim silver ring on her ring finger. She forgot to give it back to him. As the relation has ceased why should the symbol remain with her?
She tries to remove it but doesn't find the strength to do it. She breaks down into sobs kissing the ring. An announcement of her train is made. She wipes her tears and gets ready with her bags to go away from this city, her friends and most importantly – HIM…
Daya's Car..
Daya: Yeh kya karne jaa rahe ho tum?
Groom: Mujhse ek badi galti ho jaati aaj….uss galti ko sudhaarne jaa raha hoon…
Daya: Tumne apne parivaar ke bare me socha hai…
Rajat: Main apne desh ke bare me soch raha hoon…iss desh ka namak khaya hai..
They reach the railway station. He gets off the car and runs inside. The train has just arrived, he runs blindly searching through compartments. Daya runs behind him..
Daya: Compartment S6 me hai who…suna tumne….
He spots compartment S6 and jumps inside walking fast looking across both sides. He spots her sitting with her head on her knees, sobbing away. He thanks God that he found her.
Groom: Purviiii..
Purvi startles at this voice. It can't be…It can't be she thinks. She doesn't look up afraid to lose her strength in front of him.
He sits next to her and holds her shoulders..
Groom: Purvi..dekho mujhe..chalo mere saath…
She looks up…she sees his breathless face..he is crying as well. Immediately they hug each other tightly.
Purvi: Rajatt…Rajatt…
Daya gets in the compartment.
Daya: Jaldi karo..train nikalne waali hai…
Rajat pulls Purvi by her hands. She protests. Daya collects her luggage and they all jump from the train. She tries to free her hands while the train catches speed and chugs away from the station.
Purvi: Yeh kya kar rahe ho tum Rajat….mera haath chodo..mujhe jaane do….tum yahan kya kar rahe hoo…tumhari shaadi…
Rajat: Purvi…main who shaadi nahi kar raha hoon…main aaj apni galti sudharne waala hoon..chalo mere saath..saying this he pulls her out of the station. She is protesting and onlookers are seeing this scene. A man dressed in wedding dress is walking fast, pulling a young girl dressed in jeans and t-shirt. Another well built man is walking behind them with luggage.
Purvi: Kya matlab tum shaadi nahi kar rahe ho..pagal ho gaye ho kya…mujhe kahan le jaa rahe ho…batao mujhe..Daya..Daya sir aap isko kuch boliye…yeh kya kar rahe hai? She is sobbing now , scared.
Rajat has a determined look on his face. He doesn't hear anything that she has to say and walks faster. They climb an overbridge and Rajat hurries on the steps below. They come out of the railway station and he quickly walks into a small temple just outside.
He goes determinedly in front of the idol, takes a pinch of sindoor and applies it on Purvi's forehead before she can protest or even realise whats happened.
Daya walks behind them and sees the whole scene with an open mouth. Purvi is stunned and touches her forehead. She feels the sindoor and looks at her red fingers. Her eyes are full of tears and she slaps Rajat hard. She runs out of the temple. Rajat stands there for a minute, feeling the pain not on his cheek, but in his heart. Some seconds later he runs behind calling her name. She is walking fast ahead, crying away, he holds her hand from behind and pulls her back.
She turns and hits him on his chest.
Purvi: Kyun kiya..tumne..kyun kiya aisa..she hits him and then falls on his chest and cries.
He hugs her, comforts her and says in her ears.
Rajat: Ab hame koi alag nahi kar sakta… She hugs him tighter. Daya wipes his tears and smiles seeing the two finally become one.
Hi Friends..a new story about my favorite couple - RajVi. I somehow prefer casting these two in mature stories. I wanted to write this after my KaVi story but somehow couldn't resist posting this now itself. This will be a family drama with lots of tears and hardships for our couple.. hope you all like this..Do leave me your comments...