Purvi runs and reaches edge of a hill.
Rajat (loud, scared voice): Purviiiiiiiiii..nahiiiiiiiii..nahiiiiiiiiiiii..ruk jaoooo…
Purvi halts at his voice. She turns to see him. He looks scared, he is panting and trying to come closer.
Rajat (scared voice, trying to calm her down): Purvii..rukooo..meri…meri baat sunoh..dekho kuch ulta seedha mat karna…pleaaseee…he is pleading..
Purvi (not believling): aage…aage mat aanaa..main..main kood jaoongi…she threathens..
Rajat (angry, scared):Purviiiiiiiiiiiiii…pagal mat bano..marne ki baat mat karooo…pleaseee..main….main haath jodtaa hoon…main tumhare paav padtaa hoon..he falls down pleading, begging…please aisa mat kahooo…I really love you Purvi….main jeena chahta hoon….tumhare saath…
Purvi (angry, taking a step back): tum jhootth bol rahe ho…tum toh hamesha se marna chahte honaa….tumhi ne toh kaa uss din…maine tumhare pyaar ke beech aa gayi naa…meri wajah se tum ab tak zindaa ho naa….meri ek baat nahi suni tumne….ek bhi baat nahi suni…toh main ab kyun sunoo tumhari baat? Kyun sunoo?….her heart pounds faster..her throat dries up…
Rajat (coming one step ahead): I..I am sorry Purvi..uss din pata nahi…main bahut gusse me tha…Main..main Nisha se bahut pyaar karta tha…main kabhi iss baat ko accept nahi kar paaya ki who mujhe aise hi achanak chodd ke chali gayi…tum jaanti ho…he has a smile on his face as he talks about her…woh mujhse bilkul alag thi..usse zindagi se pyaar tha…koi bhi choti cheez se khush ho jaati who…aur main..meri zindagi jeene ka maqsad desh ki seva hai, criminals ka khatma…issme kya khushi dhoond paata tum bolo…usne mujhe jeena sikhaaya..khush hona sikhaya..isliye jab who chali gayi…toh meri jeene ki wajah chali gayi ussike saath…jisne mujhe jeena sikhaya woh hi mera saath nahi tha…isliye jeene se behtar maut ko samjha…magar…he looks into her eyes with tears..
Rajat (taking another step ahead closer): Jab tum meri zindagi me aayi….ek toofan banke aayi…ek saaath meri zindagi ko ulat palat kar rakh diya tumne…mujhe jabardasti phir se jeene pe majboor kar rahi thi tum…mere maqsad se alag kar rahi thi tum….sach poocho toh Purvi..main darr gaya tha…he steps in closer to her carefully..
Purvi (confused): Darr?
Rajat: haan Purvi…..tum utna hi zindagi se pyaar karti ho jitna main nafrat karta thaa….tumhari jeene ki wajah main tha Purvi…aur mere baad…mere marne ke baad tumhara kya hota Purvi? Tum kaise jeeti? Kahin tum bhi meri tarah zindagi se nafrat naa kar loo…yeh soch soch ke main ek bahut bade kashmakash me tha...tum mere wajah se jeene waali thi aur main tumhare wajah se marr nahi sakta tha..
Purvi (heart melting): I…I am sorry…meri wajah se..tumhe itna kuch…I am sorry…she feels weak..
Rajat takes the next few steps faster and reaches her. He grabs her to himself.
Rajat:shhhh…please sorry mat kaho…tumhari wajah se toh mujhe realise hua ki main aakhir chahta kya hoon…
He looks into her eyes ….
Rajat (softly): pata hai…maine uss din koshish ki apni jaan lene ki…she looks alarmed…her heartbeats shoot up now…
Purvi (scared voice): Rajattt…she touches his face with trembling fingers..
Rajat (tears, ashamed):haan…maine koshish ki..magar…main apni jaan nahi de paaya Purvi…nahi de paaya…pata hai kyun? Purvi nods her head as No…she feels a growing pain in her heart….she ignores it..
Rajat (grabbing her even closer): tumhari wajah se…tumhari baaten…tumhari yaaden…he smiles with his tears…tumhare filmy gaane…yeh sab yaad aagaya…main chahe jitni koshish karoon…marr nahi saka…he looks into her eyes with great love…maine uss din tumse poocha tha…tum me aisi kya khaas baat hai..main kyun tumhari madat karoon? Mujhe jawaab mil gaya Purvi..
Purvi gasps now. She grips his hand..
Rajat: Meri jaan tumme hai Purvi..he breaks down….tum mere jeene ki wajah ho…please Purvi…maan jaoo Purviiiii…mujhe jeena hai Purvi…tumhare saath….Please…I…I Love you Purvi…I really really Love you….he hugs her tight to his chest..
Purvi (feeling dizzy, urgent, scared voice):Rajattttt…..mujhe…mujhe…bachaaalooo….please….she grips his back tight, she lets out a small cry in pain…
Rajat (alarmed, looking at her): Purviiiiiiiiiiiiii…kya…kya hua tumhe? Haan….
Purvi (trouble in talking): Main…main jeena chahti hoon…..please mujhe bachaa looo…meri jaaannnn…she manages to smile…
Rajat picks her up and runs swiftly out of the forest.
Hospital:
Rajat is running inside the hospital like a mad man…screaming for a doctor..
Rajat (screaming):Koii haiiiiiiiiiiiii…doctor…..pleaseeee….Pleaseeee…Purvi ko bacchaa lijiye…meri Purvi ko pleasseeee…..
Outside at the ward
Rajat (mind): Hey bhagwaan….meri Purvi ko kuch nahi hona chahiye….main hamesha se kehta aaya hoon…mujhe maut se darr nahi hai…jhooth bola tha maine apne aap se…maut sach me bahut khauffnaak hai…Purvi ki hare k takleef…meri jaan liye jaa rahi hai….jaan dena bahut aasaan hai..kisiko jeena sikhaana bahut mushkil…main apni jaan toh aasaani se le sakta hoon…magar 'Meri jaan' ko aise marte nahi dekh sakta..
He bends down on his knees and continues to pray fervently to an unknown force..
Doctor: Mr Rajat….
Rajat looks up and gets scared seeing the blank face of doctor.
Rajat (stammer): Pu…Pur…Purviii…his heartbeats speed up…his heart almost jumps out of the wall of his chest..
The doctor shakes his head and points to the room.
Rajat is confused, his heart refuses to believe…he walks with unsteady steps to reach the room.
Rajat (scared): Pur…Purviiii….tum….
He goes and touches her…her body is slightly warm…but he feels its cold! He holds her face tight, his tear drops fall like a river on her face..
Rajat: Purviiiiiiiiiii…he breaks down…aankhen kholooooooo….please….she doesn't open her eyes…
Rajat (scared):Purviiiiiii pleaaaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeee…he yells ! aankhen Kholooooooooooooo…Doctorrrrrrrrrr…Doctorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…
No one comes…
Rajat runs out of the room in search of the doctor, then comes back to be next to her. He holds her by her shoulders and shakes her..
Rajat: Uthoooooooo…tumhe uthnaaa hi hoga….agar tum nahi uthi toh….toh…..he doesn't know what to say….
He grabs her tight and forcefully kisses her….biting her lips…her lips bleed…he sucks her blood crushing her into himself..he wants to do anything to bring her back to life..she cannot leave him alone…
He picks her up in his arms and wantonly kisses all over her face, not leaving an inch…he sucks her lips again….exhaling into her…giving her his love….his breath…his life…
Purvi (gasp): ahhhhhhhhh….she draws a sharp breath…she is breathing in long gasps…she is trying to suck in some air…trembling like a leaf..
Rajat (confused):Purr..Purviiiiiiiiii..kya? kya ho gaya?
Doctorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…he screams now at the top of his voice!
The doctor and nurse come rushing inside, hearing his screammmm..
Doctor: Ohhhhh…yeh…yeh kaise hua? Nurse…..oxygen….fast…Mr Rajat..aap..aap baahar jaayiye….pleaaaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee..
Rajat (stubborn): Nahi…. Main meri jaan ko chodke kahin nahi jaa raha hoon..Purvi….tumhe waapas aana hoga…samjhi tum…..waapas aana hogaa….tumhe jeena hai..hume jeena hai…tumhari diary…sabki ichaayen..sab poori karni hai naa…he says…tum sunn rahi ho? He yells at her…..main tumhe jaane nahi doonga…nahi Doooongaaaaa….
The doctor prepares to administer shock to Purvi.. he does that..Purvi's body soars up and falls down with a thud…her eyes fly open for a second..she can make out Rajat's ghostly face..she lifts a hand to him.
Rajat grabs her hand and kisses it…he grabs it real tight…like a drowning man grabs a blade of grass to save himself..
Beep…..beep…..beeepppp..
The doctor checks the equipments and looks at Purvi and then at Rajat..
Doctor (relieved, smile): She…she is alive…
Rajat is alive…alive again…he feels reborn…he feels her warm and soft hand. He holds them to his forehead, he sobs loudly…all his fears, anger, pain everything pours out of him…he sits on the floor holding her hand and weeping..
Ahhhhh…huhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..he can hear her rough breathing sounds..he looks at her face. They still have some wet spots of his kisses…he touches them lovingly….his hands move to her lips..he smiles through his tears…he remembers how he kissed her wildly…her lips have a dried spot of blood.
He rubs his thumb over it softly now. He is still on his knees. He comes closer to her and now bends with his eyes closed.
He places his warm lips over hers gently. He now sucks them softly, caressingly..
Purvi (weak voice): tumhare hoth kadve hai…mere kadve karele…he feels a hand on his cheek…
Rajat smiles and looks up to her. She is smiling at him.
Rajat (touching her forehead with hers): Main kadvaa hua toh kya….tum toh meethi ho..meri strawberry…he laughs a little..
Purvi: aakhir yeh dish tasty hi hai…
Rajat (happy, relieved): haan..woh toh hai…ab toh bol dooo…
Purvi: kya?
Rajat (nodding his head): ILU ILU…..ILU ILU…ILU ka matlab I Love You..
Purvi (pinching his cheek): I love you…pyaar karoon chooooo..zhaala malaa prem zhaala….
Rajat laughs with tears at her filminess!
A month later
Purvi and Rajat have followed the doctor's plan and he finally gives her his sample. Purvi is now recovering in the hospital. The doctor has declared her to be good for living for the next some years.
Purvi (happy): main bahut khush hoon..iska matlab iss hospital se chute hi..main paani puri khaa sakti hoon….skydiving jaa sakti hoon….
Rajat (eyes wide): Sky? Sky diving kaha tumne?
Purvi: haan…who Hrithik ne kiya thaa naa…Zindagi naa milegi dobaara me…waise hi..mazaa aayega naa..
Rajat: tum pehle sirf paani puri khaooo…sky diving wagereh ki permission main nahi de sakta..
Purvi (angry):permission? Tum kaun hote ho mujhe permission dene waale?
Rajat (folding his hands): Tumhara hone waala pati…he states as a matter of fact..
Purvi (folding her hands): achaaaa….mujhe toh kisine propose nahi kiya…
Rajat (nervous): Pro…Proposeeee?woh…woh…main…main…
Purvi: main..tum..hum…Maa..papa..chacha…yehi sab bolte rehna…itna saa bhi kaam nahi kar sakte…fatoo kahinke…
Rajat (angry):tumne mujhe fatoo kaha?
Purvi: haan kaha….english me coward! Hindi me bole toh…Darpokkkk..Sanskrit me Kaayar…aur Punjabi me…
The door to her room opens. Abhijit and Tarika walk inside. They look very scared.
Rajat: sir…Tarikaa…aap dono..yahan…aise ghabraaye kyun hai?
Tarika (rushing to Purvi): Purviiii…Purviiiii….yeh tune kya kiya?
Purvi (shocked):maine kya kiya? Kya hua Tarika? Jijuuuu..aap hi boliye naa…
Tarika (showing her hand): sach sach bata…mere bhagya me kitne bache hai…Purvi looks at her stunned…bol naaaa…
Purvi gulps and checks her hand.
Purvi:hmmmmmmmmmmm…abhi toh 5 bache dikh rahe hai…aur iske 2 saal baad..
Tarika (getting up):Kyaaa? Do saal baad bhi…she looks angrily at Abhijit…main keh deti hoon..aaj ke baad aap kamre ke baahar sofe pe soyenge…
Abhijit (scared voice):Tarikajiiii..yeh kya keh rahi hai aap..
Rajat: haan…kya hua hai? Koi boliye toh..
Abhijit (clearing his throat): woh..hum abhi scan karke aaye hai…toh…he feels very shy and embarrassed…doctor …doctor ne bataya…ki Tarikaji…she looks at him sharply…he gets scared…nahi mera matlab hai main aur Tarikaji…hamare milke…3 bache hai…Tarika ke kok me…
Rajat/Purvi (shocked): 3 bache…ek saath? Yeh kaise ho sakta hai?
Tarika (embarrassed, scared): mere hormones ke wajah se…Purvi tumne uss din jo bhi kaha sab sach ho gaya….ab main…ab main kya karoongi…she starts to sniff and cry…
Purvi (laughing): hahaahahaah…..relax tarika…main toh uss din aise hi tujhe darra rahi thi….Tarika looks up…tere bhagya me teen hi bache hai….khushh..
Tarika: sach?
Purvi: haan…aur yeh teeno ke teeno teri tarah ekdum smart aur chust honge…Congratulations Tarika….I am so happy for you…She hugs her best friend cum sister..
Tarika: I am happy for you too…tumhe aise dekhke mujhe bahut khushi ho rahi hai…she checks her hand…sach…tune jaise kaha wohi hua…teri love life..she looks at Rajat…teri love life ne teri lifeline badhaa di..Thank you Rajat…
Rajat: Thank you toh mujhe aap logon ko kehna chahiye…aap logon ne shaadi kya kar li..hum dono ki life sudhaar di..
Abhijit (whisper): haan bhai…meri life toh bigad gayi naa…
Tarika (hearing it):Kya kaha?
Abhijit (scared):Kuch nahi darlinggg..chalen…he touches Tarika's shoulder..
Tarika (angrily):haath mat lagaaiye mujhe…door rahiye..aaj se aap sofe pe sonaaa..They both make their way out of the room fighting…
Rajat smiles at Purvi and comes and lies on the bed with her. Purvi adjusts to lie on his chest.
Rajat (sweetly): Purviiiiiiii..
Purvi:hmmm
Rajat:tumne kabhi mera haath nahi dekha…he shows her palm to him…mera haath dekhke bataoo na..ki..mere…I mean..hamare kitne bache hai…he smiles naughtily…
Purvi (checking his hand): hmmmmm…interesting….she makes a show of seeing his lines and making some calculations in her mind..
Rajat:arre..itna kya time laga rahi ho?
Purvi (serious):shhhhh…counting mistake ho jaayega nahi toh..she counts again..
Rajat : whatttt? Counting mistake? Kitne bache hai?
Purvi (checking his fingers): ahhhhhh..abhi tak toh 15…aur phir 4 saal baad..she turns his fingers..he pulls his hand away…
Rajat (getting up): 15 bacheeee…tum paagal toh nahi ho gayi ho?
Purvi (pulling him): Kyun? Aapke 15 bache nahi ho sakte? Kuch problem hai kya? She winks at him, to tease..
Rajat: nahi…mujhe koi problem nahi hai..
Purvi (teasing):Ohooooo…toh tumhe koi problem nahi hai…hmmmmm…
Rajat (pulling her): nahi..mujhe kya problem ho sakti hai…he gets up and goes to shut the door..
Purvi: arre..darwaaza kyun bandh kar rahe ho?
Rajat (turning to her, singing naughtily): ab 15 bache paida karne hai..toh phir toh Hum tummm..ek kamre me bandh hoooo…. He sits on the bed and bends to kiss her..
Purvi (pushing him):Pehle propose karo…kuch ache style me…tab jaake..yeh sab gaane gaana…
Rajat is lost in his thoughts…thinking hard what to do now !
So how will Rajat propose her? will they really have 15 kids?
Next chapter may be the last...I am very thankful to all of you...I really really loved to write this story..Kadva karela and strawberry are very close to my heart..
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