Hospital
Purvi is crying outside the room. Father Richard tries to console her.
Father Richard: Purvi….have faith in the lord…Andrew ko kuch nahi hoga…
Purvi (crying): Father Richard…I don't want to lose him…..he is my life…
Dushyant, another town
Friend: Hello Dush…Dush…tu kahan hai?
Dushyant (sad): main…pata nahi…bas jaa raha hoon..bike pe…
Friend: Tu waapas aa jaa…Purvi…
Dushyant (alert): Kya hua Purvi ko? Bol..woh theekh toh hai..
His friend explains what happened with Purvi. He gets on his bike and rushes back to be with her.
Hospital
Dushyant rushes and looks around, a nurse points her out. Dushyant stops at his place and observes Purvi who is still sobbing andlooks totally weak and broken down. He doesn't know how to approach her but something tells him she needs his support. He goes to her and places a hand on her shoulder.
She looks up and in the next instant hugs him tight, bursting into huge sobs. Dushyant is taken aback and cannot think how to console her. He finally hugs her !
Purvi (sobbing): Dush..Papa…papa ko kuch nahi hoga naa…
Dushyant: Nahi..nahi Purvi..sab ..sab theekh ho jayega…
Purvi: mujhe chodd ke mat jaoo Dush….main..main bahut akeli hoon…
Dushyant (tightening his hug): Main yahi hoon…tumhare paas..
Nurse: Ms Purvi…aapke father bula rahe hai…please hurry
Purvi rushes inside holding Dushyant's hands. Father Andrew sees them together and gives a small smile.
Purvi (whisper): papa…..
Father Andrew (indicating to come close): Purviii…
Purvi goes near him and holds his hand, kissing it…
Father Andrew: I am sorry….mere wajah se..sab kuch bigad gaya…
Purvi: No papa….aap bass theekh ho jaoo…
Father Andrew: main..main tumhe bride banke dekhna chahta hoon…..
Father Richard: Andrew….tum pehle theekh ho jaoo..hum dono milke Purvi ki shaadi karvayenge….
Father Andrew: Richard….i don't have time…he is calling me ..pointing upwards…
Purvi (crying): Papa Pleaase…aisa mat kahiye….
Father Andrew: No..Purvi..its the truth….please mere liye..maan jaoo….yeh meri aakhri icha hai….
Father Richard: Andrew….theekh hai..main Joseph se baat karta hoon….
Father Andrew: Nahi….not Josh…Dushyant….yahan aao..
Dushyant looks at him in surprise, he walks to Andrew.
Dushyant: yes..father…
Father Andrew: Will you marry Purvi?
Dushyant and Purvi look at each other in shock. He is too stunned to react..
Father Richard (surprise): Andrew…..what are you saying?
Father Andrew: Dush…look into my eyes….do you love Purvi? Will you marry her?
Dushyant looks into the eyes of Father Andrew. He cannot lie anymore…
Dushyant (smile, tears): Yes…Yes Father..I Love her….
Purvi hears this and her tears spill out, she holds the bed for support.
Father Andrew (smile): Purviiiii…. Purvi walks to her father.
Father Andrew places her hand on Dushyant's hands.
Father Andrew: Take care of my princess Dushyant….
Dushyant (smile): I will Father…lekin ek baar Purvi ki marzi..
Father Andrew: main meri Purvi ko jaanta hoon…who tumse bahut pyaar karti hai..hai naa…Purvi?
Purvi looks at her father, she nods her head.
Father Andrew: Dush, Purvi main chahta hoon..tum dono abhi mere saamne shaadi kar lo…I can then die in peace…
Purvi (worried): papa….please..
Father Andrew: Richard…please…will you get them married….
Father Richard looks at both Dush and Purvi, they nod their heads.
Father Richard: Do you Dushyant son of Francis and Smita take Purvi, the daughter of Andrew as your wife?
Dushyant: I do father….
Father Richard: Do you Purvi daughter of Andrew take Dushyant as your husband?
Purvi: I….I do father..
Father Richard: With the power vested on me by the lord almighty, I now pronounce you husband and wife ! may God bless you with good health, happiness always….
Dushyant and Purvi take his blessings and go near Father Andrew…
Father Andrew: I am so happy and at peace Purvi….he kisses her forehead. …..My blessings are always with you kids…
Purvi kisses his hands and cries. She is still crying when she hears a continuous beep from the machines. She looks up with a start, Father Andrew is looking at her with a smile.
Purvi (shaking her father): papa..Papa…..
Father Richard wipes a tear and shuts Father Andrew's eyes saying a prayer!
After Father Andrew's funeral..
Dushyant: Father main Purvi ko apne ghar le jaana chahta hoon
Father Richard: By all means son..she is your wife…
Purvi: Dushyant….main tumse kuch kehna chahti hoon..tumhare saath chalne se pehle..
Dushyant: haan Purvi…bolo..
Purvi (head down): Tum..tum jaante ho meri shaadi Josh se hone waali thi…aur..woh ho nahi paayi..meri shaadi tootne ki wajah main tumhe batana chahti hoon….Dush….Papa…mera matlab Father Andrew mere asli papa nahi hai…
Dushyant: Main..main samjha nahi…
Purvi (tears flowing): Main…unki beti nahi hoon…aur mujhe pata nahi hai ki mere papa kaun hai…..
Dushyant: Mere liye Father Andrew hi tumhare papa hai aur hamesha rahenge….unhone tumhe ek sagi beti se badhkar maana hai…
Purvi (crying): I….I will miss him so much….
Purvi packs her belongings and moves to Dushyant's house. Her neighbours look with surprise.
Phil aunty (gossiping with neighbor): Yeh kya…aaj tak koi ladki nahi dekhi iske saath..aur yeh toh samaan lekar aayi hai…yeh…yeh toh Father Andrew ki beti hai naa..yeh iss lafange ke saath kya kar rahi hai…
Mr D'Souza (neighbor): ek min ruko dushyant….dekho yahan pe sab ache families rehte hai….yeh tumhare Ma aka ghar hai isliye hum tumhe tolerate karte hai…lekin yeh sab aur tolerate nahi hogaa…
Dushyant (keeping Purvi's bags down): Kya tolerate nahi hoga aap log se? yeh mera ghar hai….don't interfere in my matters..
Phil aunty: Tum Father Andrew ki beti ho naa? Tum samajhdaar lagti ho…tum iske saath akele? Tumhe sharam nahi hai kya?
Mrs D'souza: Phil aunty…aap ko pata nahi kya? Father Andrew iske asli papa nahi hai…koi nahi jaanta iske papa kaun hai….iski Maa without marriage mother ban gayi…
Phil aunty: Oh Jesus! Toh phir tumhe kya blame karoon..lagta hai apne Maa pe gayii hai…
Dushyant gets angry and goes charging to his neighbours. Purvi runs quickly and holds his hands.
Purvi: Dush !...no….please…chalo..jaane do…aap log please…chup rahiye…
Dushyant: kya jaane do..sab log sun lo…Purvi meri wife hai..hum dono ki shaadi ho gayi hai..aur ussi haq se who mere ghar rehne aayi hai…next time kisine bhi iske baare me kuch bhi ulta seedha kaha toh mujhse bura koi nahi hoga…
Everyone gasps and murmurs among themselves….
Neighbor: Wife? Who bhi iss rascal ki…oh god….iss ladki ne apni life spoil kar li…
After reaching home
Purvi: Thanks Dush…
Dushyant: Thanks kisliye Purvi…yeh mera farz hai..main husband hoon tumhara…
Purvi: Dush..tum toh pyaar, shaadi me believe nahi karte ho…kahin yeh shaadi apni marzi ke khilaaf toh nahi ki hai naa…aur agar aisa hai..toh tum chaho toh abhi alag ho sakte hai…
Dushyant (holding her face): Purvi….tumhare saath rehke pyaar pe vishwaas ho gaya hai…main tumhare bina nahi reh sakta..aur yeh ehsaas tab hua jab tum mujhse door jaane waali thi…I…I love you Purvi….
Purvi (tears, holding his hands): Dush….I love you….mujhe please kabhi chodke mat jaana..main mar jaoongi…
Dushyant smiles and kisses her forehead.
Flashback over…
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