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As he walked towards the store, his eyes got fixed on a simple but beautiful red chunri that seemed to catch his attention. He reached out, his fingers caressing the chunri with a soft touch as he gazed at the chunri with a hint of admiration in his eyes and a gentle smile playing on his face.

Uncle yeh chunri kitne ki hai?

Armaan asked holding out the chunri in front of the shopkeeper with a gentle smile.

After purchasing the chunri, Armaan gazed at it, it's white thread work and silver sequins seemed to catch his attention. He felt an unknown emotion swirling within him leaving him confused.

Armaan was about to walk away but he was pulled back and cornered with a force, the chunri falling on the ground.

Armaan looked at the man, his eyes widened, a mixture of confusion and shock etched into them.

A man stood in front of him, his beard was white and long, his white long hair covered his whole face, dark circles etched under his eyes. He held Armaan,s arms with his wrinkled hands.

Armaan felt a mixture of fear and confusion clouding his heart. He closed his eyes feeling jolts of pain coursing through his both arms and his eyelashes started to feel heavy.

Kya ker rahe hain?

Armaan managed to chock out, his head spun.

The old man then placed a hand on his head, caressing his hair softly, murmuring some words he couldn't make out as he felt darkness closing him in.

The old man pulled his hand back and Armaan opened his eyes suddenly feeling lighter. He opened his eyes and looked at the old man. He didn't why but he felt weird. Armaan looked at the man and gulped the lump that formed in his throat.

Kon hai aap?

Armaan asked trying to keep his voice as steady as he could.

Maine aapko pehechana nahin

Armaan said looking at the man, his voice filled with confusion and sincarity.

Wapas mud ja. Chala ja wapas.

Excuse me kon hain aap?

Armaan asked, now on the egde of losing his temper but still he tried to keep his voice normal.

The old man give Armaan a sympathetic smile and stepped back.

Tum bhale hi mujhe na jante ho per main janta hoon tumhein.

The old man said taking another step back and held his hand in a firm grip. The sudden action caught Armaan off guard and he looked at the man wide eyed, his breath catching in his throat.

Choriye mujhe. Kon ho aap?

Armaan said, his voice quivering with panic as he tried to snatch his hand back but the man,s grip tightened over his hand.

KON HO TUM????

Armaan finally screamed, his face was a canvas of pure shock, confusion mingled with a hint of fear, his heart pounding against his chest like a wild drum.

Armaan took a step back and cleared his throat looking at the man uncertainly.

Armaan.

A small wave of relief washed over him as he heard Ruhi,s voice despite the discomfort, he turned around to face her.

Tum yahan akele kya ker rahe ho?

Ruhi asked him, a hint of subtle curiosity evident in her tone.

Woh main...

Armaan trailed off and turned to look at the man who was the reason of his discomfort but found him missing.

Woh admi...

Armaan trailed off looking at Ruhi, his eyes a blend of confusion and uncertainty.

Kon?

Ruhi asked confused reaching out to touch Armaan,s arm.

Pata nahin.

Armaan said shrugging his shoulders.

Main gussa hoon tumse.

Ruhi said suddenly crossing her arms across her chest.

Ab maine kya kiya?

Armaan asked tapping his chin with his finger. thoughtfulness flickered across his features.

Hum donon sath mein shopping kerni thi per tum apni hi dhoon mein ho. Mujhe chor ke pata nahin kahan chale jate ho.

Ruhi whinned childishly crossing her arms across her chest, a pout forming on her lips.

Armaan,s cheeks turned red out of embarrassment and he blinked his eyes.

I'm sorry.

Armaan said, his lips curling into an embarrassed smile.

Mujhe kuch dikh gaya toh main lene aaya tha.

Armaan said softly.

Abhi se hi aise ker rahe ho tum. Shadi ke baad kya karoge?

Ruhi asked, a playful pout forming on her lips.

Maafi.

Armaan said with a smile holding his ears.

Sirf iss baar.

Ruhi said and Armaan nodded his head in positive happily.

Ab chalein?

Ruhi asked with a tender smile gracing her lips.

Haan but wait I'll be back.

Armaan said smiling softly.

Ab kahan ja rahe ho?

Ruhi asked whining childishly as she followed him.

Woh chunri?

Armaan asked to the shopkeeper looking for the scarf.

Yahan hai.

The shopkeeper said smiling softly passing him the red chunri.

Ruhi looked at Armaan, her eyes wide in shock.

Armaan looked at Ruhi feeling her gaze on him and raised an eyebrow at her.

Aise kya dekh rahi ho?

Armaan asked, his eyebrows knitting together in a delicate expression of confusion.

You are purchasing a red chunri.

Ruhi said looking at him shocked.

Toh?

Armaan asked looking at her confused.

Tumhein laal rang pasand nahin hai.

Ruhi said in a matter of fact tone.

Armaan rolled his eyes.

Just because mujhe koi cheez pasand nahin iska matlab yeh nahin ke woh mujhe kabhi pasand nahin aayegi.

Armaan said in a matter of fact tone rolling his eyes.

Oh!!!

Haan.

Ruhi Ruko na.

Armaan whinned childishly running behind her as fast as he could to keep up with her pace.

Ruk gayi Meri jaan.

Ruhi said softly stopping in her tracks and turned to look at him.

Ruk gayi meri jaan.

Ruhi said softly looking at him and their eyes locked.

What If I say that I don't want to marry you.

Armaan said looking at her seriously.

Ruhi,s heart sank and she reached out, cupping his face in her palms, her touch fearful.

Kya hua Armaan? Maine kuch kiya hai kya? Aisa kyun bol rahi ho?

Ruhi asked, her hands trembling as she cupped his face tighter, her voice quivering with fear.

Armaan looked at her for a moment and then burst out laughing, his laughter, a joyous melody dancing in the air.

I was joking.

Armaan said in between his laughter while tears rolled down his cheeks.

Ruhi looked at him shocked, gasping. She then composed herself and smacked his arm lightly.

You scared me.

Ruhi said, her voice trembling with relief.

Acha baba sorry.

Armaan said softly and then pulled her in a hug.

She pushed him away lightly.

Mujhe tumse baat nahin kerni. Jao tum.

Ruhi said turning around and started walking.

Are Ruhi....

Armaan trailed off running behind her trying to keep up with her pace.

Mauke sirf ek baar diye jata hai, aur jo log inhein paane ke liye kafi Khush kismat hote hain woh aksar inko istemaal kerne mein nakaam rehte hain. Nayi zindagi shuru nahin ki ja sakti Agar Koi pichli Zindagi se Juda Ho. Agar pichle vachanon ko tod ker rakh dia ho toh naye vachan lene ki anumati nahin hai.  Sari sachaiyan aur vachan kevel ek bharam ho sakte hain aur bharam kabhi kabhi zeharele aur khatarnak ho sakte hain. lekin jo kiya hai, jo dusre ko dia hai woh wapas toh aayega. Karmon ka phal dia jata hai parantu agar karam bure ho toh unki kismat saza bhi deti hai. Bure karam har zariye se lot-te hain.

The old man said, his voice dark as he looked at Ruhi and Armaan from a distance.

As Armaan sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the chunri with admiration and a hint of confusion and tenderness, a smile gracing his lips. As he held the chunri, caressing it with a soft touch, he pulled it close and hugged it close to his heart, he didn't knew why but it smelled like roses, a strange but comforting yet a familiar scent that had been haunting his dreams. He felt as if he has seen this chunri way before, strange images danced in front of his eyes, blurry.

Kaise ho Armaan?

A voice whispered in his ear and Armaan raised his head up with a jolt.

Main theek hoon.

Armaan whispered to the voice, his smile growing brighter.

He couldn't see the person, he could only hear the voice since his childhood. He used to get scared and told everyone but no one believed him so he stopped telling people about it and slowly his fear also vanished and he found comfort in the voice, sharing his deepest of vulnerabilities and thoughts out loud without any fear of judgment.

Chunri sundar hai na?

The voice asked, a knowing glint evident in it's tone.

Bahot sundar aur janni pehchani bhi.

Armaan said softly to the voice, a soft smile dancing across his face.

End Of Chapter No 1 Of The Sin Series.

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