Tarika and Abhijit house
Abhijit (consoling Tarika): Tarika…please aise ronaa bandh karo…dekho tumne subah se kuch khaaya bhi nahi hai…kuch toh khaa loo..
Tarika (crying):Abhijiittt….maine Rajat ko sabke samne maara…mujhe bahut buraa lag raha hai..main usse kaise nazre milaaongi ab?
Abhijit: Tumne jo kiya who galat toh thaa..magar tumne sab kuch jazbaat me aake kiya…Purvi ke pyaar ke liye kiya..
Rajat (voice): Tarikaa..tumhe maafi maangni ki koi zaroorat nahi hai..tumne kuch galat nahi kiya hai
Abhijit: Rajat..tum yahan…aur yeh sab kya hai? Tum kahin jaa rahe ho?
Rajat is in front of them. He has a big rucksack bag packed, like he is going on a trip.
Rajat: Abhijit sir..aapko yaad hai aapki shaadi me aapne mujhse ek baat boli thi…Mujhe cigarette chodd deni chahiye..mujhe phir se jeena chahiye..
Abhijit (remembering):haan..kaha thaa
Rajat:tab maine aapko kaha tha..Jiss din mujhe Jeene ki koi wajah mil jaayegi main phir se jiyoonga..
Abhijit:haan…tumne yeh bhi kaha tha
Rajat (coming closer to Tarika and Abhijit):Mujhe mere Jeene ki wajah mil gayi hai..woh wajah hai PURVIII…
Abhijit (shocked):Kya?
Rajat: Tarikaa..main…main Purvi se pyaar karne laga hoon..main uske saath jeena chahta hoon..he has tears in his eyes as he confesses his love.
Tarika (tears): Sach Rajat…she touches his cheeks..
Rajat (smile, tears): Haan Tarika…iss 'Kadve karele' ko aakhir uss 'Meethi strawberry' se pyaar ho hi gaya..
Abhijit: Kadva Karela? Yeh kya naam hai?
Tarika (smile, tears): Purvi ne iska naam rakha hai…Kadvaa Karela..she slaps him lightly on his cheek..Main bahut khush hoon Rajat..I am sorry maine tum par haath uthaaya..
Rajat: nahi Tarika…maafi maangne ki zaroorat nahi hai..bass mujhe aap logon ki thodi madat chahiye..Purvi ko dhoondne me..
Abhijit: kaisi madat Rajat..
Rajat: Sir mujhe thoda idea hai Purvi shayad kahan hogi? Aapke contacts ki zaroorat hai..
Tarika (shocked): Tum jaante ho woh kahan hogi? Bataooo mujhe kahan hai woh..main bhi chaloongi tumhare saath..
Rajat (stopping her):Nahi Tarika….tum yahi ruko..apni tabiyat ka khayal rakho…apne andar pal rahe bache ki dekhbaal karo..Tarika smiles and looks at Abhijit… Congratulations aap dono ko..
Abhijit:Thank you Rajat..acha yeh bataooo Purvi hai kahan? Aur tumhe kaise pata chala woh kahan hogi?
Rajat pulls out Purvi's diary from his bag.
Rajat: Purvi ki diary…isme uske saare parivar waalon ki ichayen likhi hai..aur Purvi ke aise achanak jaane se aisa lagta nahi woh saari ichaayen poora kar paayegi….magar uske Daada Daadi ki ek ichaa thi…
Tarika:Kya?
Rajat (sad): Who apne jeene ke aakhiri din Ganga kinaare ek ashram me bitaana chahte the..mujhe lagta hai shayad Purvi bhi….
Abhijit (thinking): Ho sakta hai…maybe..maybe you are right..mere kuch contacts hai uss region me..main sabki details tumhe deta hoon..tum niklo jaldi..agar kuch bhi zaroorat pade toh hume kabhi bhi phone karna..okayy..All the best..he wishes Rajat..
Tarika (hugging him):Purvi ko apne saath hi laana Rajat..
Rajat: Ghabraoo mat Tarika…Dilwaale Dulhaniyaa Le aayenge.. he winks and leaves their house
Tarika (smiling, wiping tears): Aakhir kadvaa karela meetha bolne hi laga…Purviiiiii…tumhara jadoo chaa gaya…jaldi aa jaoo..she prays…
A small ashram, banks of River Ganga
A young girl is seated on the banks of the river, watching it flow peacefully. She often spends most of her day watching this scenery. The world around her rushes, runs, laughs but she is silent and pensive looking. The people of the ashram were first pained to see such a young girl having no spark or will to live. Since the day she has come, no one from the outside world has ever contacted her, nor has she contacted anyone in the world outside. She came with no luggage and she has collected no new belongings. Her health is worsening day by day, yet she refuses to take any medical aid. She doesn't meditate or pray, her life is like an awaiting period..she awaits whom? They all want to know…Death…she replies..Little doesn she know her life is coming to seek her and take her back….
A small boy:Who rahi Didiii…he points out…
Rajat (happy and relieved): Bahut bahut Thank you…tumhe chocolates chahiye…he offers some..
The boy runs off, Rajat stands there and stares at Purvi from a distance. He remembers their first meeting at Tarika's wedding. They didn't hit off at all. He felt she was over talkative and irritating. Today she is not that person at all. Even from a distance he could tell she has changed a lot.
Rajat (voice): Kiska intezaar ho raha hai? Kahin iss 'Kadve Karele' ka toh nahi?
Purvi gets startled at the voice she just heard. Since the time she has arrived here, all she could do is just replay memories of Rajat in her mind. His rudeness, his disinterest, his attitude anything that reminded her of him. They constantly played on like a tape in her mind. In the last days of her life, she tried hard to erase his thoughts out, but was never successful. It only caused her more grief..
Purvi (mind): Rajat ki awaaz? Main…main paagal ho gayi hoon…pakka…main paagal ho gayi hoon..iska matlab main..main jaldi marne waali hoon..she looks up at the sky..and says loudly….Thank you Bhagwaan ji…..mujhe yakeen ho gaya…main…bahut jald marne waali hoon….main paagal ho rahi hoon..mujhe awaaze sunaayi de rahi hai.. she tries to get up and jump, but because of her weakness, she falls..
Or does she fall? No…she feels support of two arms! She inhales…its his scent…..she recognizes his touch…She is scared to open her eyes….what if…what if its him?
She doesn't open her eyes, she finds herself picked and carried away to some place. He seats her on a bench. She hasn't left her hold on his shirt. The harsh sun is falling on her eyes, suddenly, she finds a shade…she feels someone move closer to her..closer..closer…she feels a soft touch of lips on her forehead.
Rajat (voice):Purviiii…aankhen kholoooo…two tear drops fall on her eyes…they flow down on her cheek..it looks as if she is crying, but she is not…its his tears on her eyes…
Rajat (tears): Purviiii….aankhen kholo….she doesn't!
Rajat: Theeekh hai…agar tumne aankhen nahi kholi..toh mauke ka faayda uthaake..tumhe yahin Kiss kar loonga…she feels his lips come closer…he touches her lips briefly…
She opens her eyes in a flash..and tries to push him.
Purvi (angry): Rajatttttttttttt…yeh kya kiya? Jaoo…jaoooo yahan se..
Rajat (smiling): maine kya kiya? Jo bhi kiya tumhi ne kiya hai..tumne mujhe majboor kiya….aur sach poocho toh tum bhi yahi chahti ho…warna mere kehne pe aakhen kyun nahi kholi tumne..tum bhi mujhe kiss karna chahti thi…
Purvi (angry, weak): Jaaooo yahan se..main kisise milna nahi chahti hoon..mujhe chodd dooo please…
Rajat: aise kaise jaa sakta hoon…Maine Dr Sabnis se baat ki hai…abhi bhi time hai…he pulls out a file from his bag. Yeh dekhooo..naya chart…isse bas ek mahina follow karna hai..phir hum dono ready ho jaayegne..phir main sample de doonga..phir tum theekh ho jaaogi..aur phir…
Purvi: Mujhe yeh sab nahi karna hai..aur tumhe bhi yeh sab karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai..maine tumhari zindagi me bahut saari dakhal andaazi ki hai..ab aur nahi…tum free ho..
Rajat: haan yeh baat toh hai..tum aayi toh zabardasti hi ho..but ab tumhari ek aadat ho gayi hai…
Purvi: aadaten badli bhi jaa sakti hai..
Rajat: aadat se yaad aaya..tumhe jaanke khushi hogi..maine cigarette peena chodd diya..
Purvi (happy): achi baat hai..
Rajat: haan..tumne kya kaha tha..cigarette smoking sehat ke liye haanikarak hota hai..its injurious to health….
Purvi (shutting eyes): Rajattt..please jaooo yahan se..tears drop down her cheeks…
Rajat: arre..yeh toh uss film me bhi thaa naa…Maine pyaar kiyaaa… waise uss film me ek aur dialogue hai..he comes closer to her…he holds her face in his hands and uses his thumbs to wipe her tears..
Rajat (whisper): Rona bhi sehat ke liye haanikarak hota hai..Its injurious to health…
Purvi (angry):bandh karoo yeh sab Rajattt..kya chahte ho tum? Tumhe lagta hai..yeh sab..yeh sab karne se main tumhare saath aa jaoongi…mere andar jeene ki ichaa jaag jaayegi..No Mr Rajatt..yeh nahi hoga..yeh kabhi nahi ho sakta….she starts to walk away..
Rajat (pulling her from behind): Kaise nahi hoga? Yeh pehle bhi ho chuka hai..mere saath….main bhi marna chahta thaa..tumne zabardasti mujhe jeena sikhaaya…yehi..yehi sab draame karti thi naa..Filmo ke gaane…saari nautanki….agar yeh sab karke tum mujhme Jeene ki ichaa paida kar sakti ho…toh main bhi yeh sab karke..tumhe majboor kar sakta hoon jeene ke liye…Tit For Tat Madame…
Purvi (angry, tears): Tumhari koshish bekaar hai…main jaa rahi hoon…tum haar jaooge…
Rajat (looking in her eyes): Mere dil ko haar kar main tumhe jeet loonga…senoritaaa… he says….
Rajat watches her face, Purvi's expressions change..she appears to be thinking something, searching something…
Rajat (smile): Kya soch rahi ho? Yeh kiss film ka dialogue hai? Purvi nods her head, he smiles broadly..
Rajat (raised eyebrows): ohooooo…ab jeene me phir se interest aa raha hai…she realizes he is speaking the truth..she struggles more to leave…he holds her tight, and brings his face close to her again..
Rajat (whisper): yeh koi nayi film ka dialogue nahi hai…yeh maine khud abhi abhi likhaa hai…yeh mere dil ka haal hai…Hum Dil de chukeee sanam….tere ho gaye hai hummmmm…teri kasaammmm… he sings..
Purvi jerks her hand and walks away faster..
Rajat (loudly): Meri jaan….kahan jaa rahi ho? Jaanu meri jaan…main tere kurbaan…main teraaa…tu meriiii…jaane saara Hinduuuustaaannnnn.. he dances like Amitabh Bachan…
Purvi runs to her small room in the ashram. She shuts the door and drops down with tiredness. Why did he have to come? Like this…A storm in her life…
Purvi (mind):Kyun aaye ho tum Rajat….ab main marna chahti hoon…marna…tumhare saamne marr bhi nahi sakti…please chale jaoooo…chale jaooo yahan se Kadve karele…she holds her hands on her mouth…why is he affecting her so much?
Purvi (wiping her tears): lagta hai..mujhe apne aap se kiya hua waada todna hogaa..jald se jald marna hi hogaa….iske pehle ki Rajat mujh tak yahan ashram me pahunch jaaye..
Suddenly there is a knock on her door.
Lady voice:didiiii…Swamiji aapko bulaa rahe hai…unke kamre me..
Purvi opens the door and follows the lady to the swamiji's room. She gets inside and waits on the mat. Swamijii's eyes are closed.
Swamiji (eyes open): aaooo beti…tumse kuch baat karni thi…
Purvi takes a seat in front of him.
Swamiji: Tum iss ashram ke niyamo ko jaanti ho naa..yeh ashram unn logon ke liye hai jinka iss duniya me koi nahi hai..sab moh-maaya tyaag chuke hai..aur bass apni antim ghadi ka intezaar kar rahe hai..
Purvi (head bowed down): Ji Swamiji…
Swamiji: toh phir tum yeh bhi jaanti jo..jo iss niyam ka paalan naa kare uske liye iss ashram me koi jagah nahi hai…
Purvi (surprised): Ji?
Swamiji: Haan beti…tumhare Pati aaye hai…tumhe le jaane…unke saath chali jaoo..sansaar me tumhara apna koi hai…yahan tumhara koi kaam nahi…
Purvi (shocked):Pati? Lekin Swamiji…meri shaadi nahi huyi hai….main..mera koi nahi hai..yeh sach hai Swamiji…
Rajat (coming inside): Ab aur jhooth mat bolo Purvi…maine inhe sab kuch bata diya hai..hamare rishte ke baare me
Purvi (getting up, angry): Rishtaaa? Mera aur tumhara koi rishta nahi hai…
Rajat (smile, sweet talk): Kaisi baat kar rahi ho Purvi…meri maa ne bhi inse baat ki hai..hai naa Swamiji…
Swamiji: Haan beti…swayam tumhari saas ne humse baat ki..woh bahut dukhi hai…tumhe waapas jaana chahiye..
Purvi (angry):Yeh jhooth hai…meri koi saas nahi hai..arre jab mera pati hi nahi hai..toh phir saas kahan se aa gayi…she turns towards Rajat..Kya saboot hai tumhare paas…ki hamari shaadi huyi hai…haan…she demands..
Rajat (removing somethings from his backpack):Hai naa…yeh dekhiye…hamari shaadi ki photo….he shows a picture of him and her getting married…aur yeh hamari shaadi ki certificate….dekhiye isme Purvi ke signatures hai..
Purvi is shocked to see her signatures. She looks up at Rajat, he smiles back.
Rajat: Swamiji..jaisa maine bataya…Purvi ka ilaaj chal raha tha..woh achanak beech me aa gayi hai..thoda mansik santoolan bigda hua hai..Purvi charges at him..he points out her behaviour.
Rajat (pointing): Dekha swamiji….aapne khud dekhaa….Purvi gets frustrated and steps back..
Rajat (folding hands): Main apni patni se bahut pyaar karta hoon…main uske saath jeena chahta hoon..mujhe darr hai…ab jaisi iski maasik sthithi hai..yeh kahin…yeh kahin apni jaan naa lele..
Purvi looks at him open mouthed…
Rajat: isliye aapki aagya ho toh main isse yahan se le jaana chahta hoon..
Purvi (angry, stubborn): main yahan se nahi jaane waali hoon…tum kuch bhi kar lo…
Rajat (angry): Purviiii..tumhe ilaajjj..
Purvi: Asharm ka hi niyam hai…yahan apni marzi se aate hai..aur jaate bhi apni marzi se hai..koi zor-zabardasti nahi chal sakti..maine theekh kaha naa Swamiji…
Swamiji: hmmm..yeh baat toh sahi hai…agar beti ki marzi nahi hai toh tum usse yahan se nahi le jaa sakte..
Purvi smiles back triumphantly at Rajat. He smiles back even more sweetly and looks at Swamiji.
Rajat: theekh hai Swamiji…magar mujhe meri Patni ki jaan ki fikar hai..he whispers to swamiji the next few words..yeh thodi paagal ho chuki hai..kahin aapke ashram me doosro ke liye khatra na ban jaaye..isliye kya mujhe hamesha apni patni ke saath rehne ki aagya (permission) hai?
Swamiji (smile): Haan…yeh aagya toh main tumhe de hi sakta hoon…sevakk…he calls out a helper…Bitiyaa ke kamre me inn Kumaar (boy) kaa saman rakhwa doo…yeh dono aaj se saath me rahenge..ab aap dono aaram kjiye..baaki baaten karyaalay (office) me hongi..kuch samay baad..
Purvi watches in horror as the sevak picks up Rajat's luggage takes them to Purvi's room. The man leaves. Rajat locks the door and sits coolly on the bed, removing his stuff from his bag.
Rajat: Bahut chota kamra hai..hum dono ke liye nahi…
Purvi: kya kar rahe ho tum? Aur who photo? Hamari marriage certificate…yeh sab fraud hai fraud..main abhi swamiji ko bataake aati hoon…
Rajat (coming closer): Achaaaa…he exclaims..yeh fraud hai? Iss fraud ki shuruat tumne ki thi…yaad karo…kaise mere ghar me ghuss aayi tum…sabse yeh keh diya ki main 'aatmahatya' karne waala hoon…mera ilaaj chal raha hai..Sharmaji ko jhooth kisne kaha..ki tum meri hone waali patni ho…Maa se phone karwane ka idea bhi tumhara hi thaa na…aur rahi baat nakli photo aur signatures…toh bass ek hi baat bol sakta hoon…Pankaj ne tumhe HI kaha hai…usne mera bhi kaam karke diya..jaise tumhara kiya thaa…hisaab barabar
He lies on the bed and looks at her..
Rajat: ab bhi time hai Purvi..maan jaooo..apni marzi se aashram chodd do…samay nikla jaa raha hai…Tick..tockkk..tickkk..tockkkkk..he walks closer to her…
Purvi:tum…tum yeh sab karke kuch nahi paa sakte…main…main marna chahti hoon..haan..
Rajat (holding her face, she shuts her eyes, whisper): Tum marna nahi chahti ho Purvi..tum jeena chahti ho…maine tumhara haath dekha hai…he opens her palm…he kisses it…she looks into his eyes..he smiles and joins their hands.
Rajat: dekho..inko…yeh bilkul ek jaise hai…saath me mila jaaye toh taakat hai Purvi…pyaar hai…I…I love you Purvi…please mere saath chalo….he bends to kiss her…
His soft lips brush lovingly against hers, she melts in his arms, he hugs her tightly! She wraps her arms around and responds back. He backs her up against a wall of her room and now leaves her lips to find her neck..
Rajat (kissing her neck): I love you Purvi…aur main jaanta hoon tum bhi mujhse pyaar karti ho….bol do Purvi..pleaseeee…
Purvi (gasping): I…I…..Main sirf Nisha se pyaar karta hoon…tum mere aur Nisha ke beech me aayi ho…. She remembers his bitter words from that night..
Purvi opens her eyes…she feels Rajat's body weight on her..she realizes they have just kissed! She pushes him off..
Purvi (angry):Tum…tum jhooth bol rahe ho…main jaanti hoon tum mujhse pyaar nahi karte..tum sirf Nisha se pyaar karte ho…Nisha se…main tumhari shakal bhi nahi dekhna chahti…jaooo yahan se….
Rajat: Purviiii..nahi..main…meri baat toh sunoh….
Purvi runs out of the room, crying…..she runs blindly in the ashram, outside it in the forest.
How did you guys like Rajat's idea to get back to Purvi….its like taste of her own medicine...Will Purvi ever confess her love and get the spark to live back? Keep reading and yes, do review...pleaaaseeee….
I wish you all and your families a very Happy Diwali and a Hapy new year! May this festival of lights and sweets bring lots of joy, oppurtunities and good health to all. Stay safe and Celebrate well !