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Ruhi se shadi ker lo Armaan. She's perfect for you.

Khadusmaan

Main pagal ho rahi hoon Armaan mujhse aur bardasht nahin hota.

Every word rang in his ears causing his heart to twist with agony.

Our relationship is over Armaan.

Abhira,s words tugged him out of the memory lane and he gazed at her, his deep hazel orbs wide with a mixture of freight and panic locked into her warm brown ones.

Abhira looked at the mangalsutra tightly clenched in his hand and smiled sadly.

She uplifted her eyes to meet his gaze and spoke

Jo khatam ho chuka hai uski nishaani ko kas ke pakadne se woh wapas nahin aa jayega.

Abhira said, her words painfully true tugged at his heart.

Armaan looked at her, the ache in his heart reflected in his eyes.

Yeh rishta maine khatam nahin kiya tha.

Armaan spoke, his voice void of any emotion while his eyes shone with sincarity.

Abhira seemed taken aback by his statement but soon she composed herself and spoke

Ruhi se pyaar nahin kerte tum?

Abhira asked, a knowing glint evident in her eyes.

Armaan replied without missing a beat

Nahin kerta.

His voice filled with sincarity caught her off guard.

Jhooth mat bolo Armaan.

Abhira said, her eyes flashing with furry.

Main pasand kerta tha usse shadi se pehle. It was attraction pyaar nahin tha woh.

Armaan countered, his voice trembling with a mixture of desperation and sincarity.

Kab se usko samjhane ki koshish kerte kerte thak gaya main aur maine 100 baar kaha hai tumhein ke woh divorce papers kaise aaye mujhe kuch nahin pata. Per tum sun-na hi nahin chahati.

Armaan spoke, his voice quivering with anguish.

Abhira,s heart skipped a beat and she looked at him.

Kya matlab hai tumhara ke main sun-na nahin chahati?

Abhira asked, confusion replacing the rage that had fueled her a few moments ago.

Armaan scoffed. A bitter smile tugging at his lips making her pulse quicken.

Sabne meri zindagi ke faisle kiye Abhira. Armaan Ruhi se shadi ker lo, Armaan Abhira se shadi ker le, Armaan Abhira ka hath tham le beta, Armaan Ruhi tujhse bahot pyaar kerti hai, Armaan Ruhi se shadi ker le, Ruhi Rohit ke jaane se akeli pad gayi hai, Abhira ko chor de, Armaan yeh, Armaan woh ARE BAS KARO!!!!

Armaan screamed at the last before dropping himself on the ground.

Nahin hota mujhse aur bardasht nahin hota.

Armaan spoke, his voice hoarse.

Abhira looked at him, her mouth opening in a silent gasp as she watched him breaking like a glass in front of her. Agony bled through her heart watching him. She took a step forward in an attempt to bridge the distance between them but helted and watched him. She didn't wanted to be heartbroken again.

Armaan looked at her, his eyes lifeless.

You were my home Abhira. Tum ghar thi mera.

He spoke, his voice trembling.

His words helted her heart and she gazed at him gasping.

Mujhe yeh choti si umeed thi ke laut ker main tumhare paas aaunga.

A sad smile started playing on his lips as he looked at her.

Apne ghar aaunga.

Per tumne bhi mujhe chor dia. Sabki tarah.

Woh contract. Tum bhi toh abandon kerne wale thy mujhe.

Abhira gasped, her voice trembling.

Armaan looked at her, his eyes flashing furiously as he stood up.

You made me sign the contract. This marriage was a deal for you.

Armaan countered, his voice firm against the turmoil ragging within him.

Jitni baar maine tumhari taraf kadam parhaya utni baar tumne mujhe woh contract yaad kerwaya.

Armaan added firmly. Abhira looked at him and opened her mouth to speak but words abandoned her. She knew it was the truth that she couldn't bring herself to counter.

She looked at him, unspoken words hung heavy in the air. Abhira wanted to say something but found herself tounge tied.

Armaan...

Abhira trailed off. She eyed him with a mixture of pain and guilt.

Kisne haq dia tumhein Abhira ke mujhse mera ghar cheen lo tum?

Armaan continued to pour out the pain hidden within the depth of his wounded heart, his voice turned a barley audible whisper as he spoke

Bolo kyun kiya? Mujhe khushiyan de ker khushiyan kyun cheeni.

Unable to hear anymore, Abhira took a few steps back and turned to leave the place.

Armaan looked ahead. His grip around the mangalsutra loosened and it fell on the ground. Armaan watched as the beads scattered around on the ground.

Everything is over Armaan.

Abhira,s words rang in his ears and he stood there numb looking at the place where she was standing a few minutes ago. His eyes were blank.

Rabba Ve Rabba Ve Rabba Ve Rabba Ve
Rabba Ve Rabba Ve Rabba Ve Rabba Ve

Armaan stood there looking ahead with numb eyes. Everything was shattered now. He couldn't handle anything. The realization hit him like a tidal wave leaving him gasping for breath in the sea of greif.

KYUN!!!!

He screamed out loud unable to hold himself together anymore and fell on the ground near the scattered beads of the mangalsutra

Kyun khwabon pe tere saye hain
Dil kyun hai tanha mera
Kyun khamoshi hai zubaan meri
Ashkon se keh paun na

She had left him. She had left him. His home wasn't his anymore and he was sitting on the ground. He was alone now, abandoned. He had no one.

Kyun dard hai itna Tere ishq mein
Rabba Ve Rabba Ve Rabba Ve Rabba Ve
Kyun dard hai itna
Tere ishq mein
Rabba Ve Rabba Ve Rabba Ve Rabba Ve Rabba Ve..... Rabba Ve..... Rabba Ve.... Rabba Ve... Ho Rabba Ve.... Rabba Ve....

Armaan looked up, the clouds hovering overhead casting a dark shadow.

Kyun Rabba. Main hi kyun? Kyun? Kya bigada hai maine kisi ka

Armaan cried out, the tears he had kept contained till now, finally spilled over.

Sare dard saari takleefein mere liye hi kyun hain.

Armaan asked, his voice quivered with pain.

He looked at at the beads of the mangalsutra which lay scattered on the ground just like his life.

Kyun rabba. Maine aapse aaj tak koi shikayat nahin ki, aapne mujhse mera sab kuch cheen liya maine aapse kabhi koi shikayat nahin ki. Per aaj kerna chahata hoon. Har baar main hi kyun?

Armaan asked, a mixture of hurt and accusation swirling within his eyes.

Kya selfless hone, sabki parwah kerne ke badle sirf dard aur takleefein hi milti hain?

Armaan asked looking upwards, his voice cracking.

Aapne Abhira ko bhi cheen liya mujhse.

Armaan added, his voice barely above a whisper.

Agar aisa hai toh selfless hona gunah hai na?

Armaan asked broken hearted.

Main Khushi deserve nahin kerta. Har baar dusron ke liye apni khushi sacrifice kerne ke baad bhi mujhe hi kyun mujhe hi khushi kyun nahin milti?

Armaan asked heartbroken gazing at nothing in particular.

Ruhi ne faisla liya tha Rohit se shadi kerne ka. Meri kya galti thi?

Kya pyaar ki aur apnepan ki chahat kerna meri galti thi?

Armaan asked, his voice barely above a whisper. He was heartbroken beyond words.

Armaan asked, a new wave of pain hit him and he couldn't control the agony bottled up inside him and screamed

MAA

Armaan called out for his mother, his eyes welled up with a fresh round of tears that rolled down his cheeks retracing the path of previously dried ones only moments ago.

Maa (Sobs) aap (sobs) kyun (sobs) chale (Sobs) gaye?

Armaan asked, each word was broken by a sob that tore through him. His face crumbled in anguish.

Aap ne mera naam Armaan (Desire) rakha tha. Armaan matlab desire Desire matlab chahat. Per yahan toh mujhe koi nahin chahata. Main kisi ki chahat nahin hoon. I'm not someone's desire mom. Aapne mera naam galat rakha.

Armaan cried out, his already broken heart was breaking a little more with each passing second. He wanted love, peace and acceptence which was not written in his fate and he had accepted it.

Sab log mujhe apni zindagi se bahar nikalna chahate hain. Itna bura hoon main.

Armaan said looking up, his tears flowing down at a higher pace.

Armaan laughed then, the sound both hollow and mirthless.

Main bhi Kya pooch raha hoon.

Armaan said to himself and then looked up.

Main manhoos hoon. Haina maa?

Armaan asked looking up at the sky, his eyes lightening up with a spark of recognition.

Agar main manhoos nahin hota toh aap nahin jati.

With these words, he stood up. He was hurt and shattered into pieces.

Agar main manhoos hoon toh mujhe duniya main kyun laaye. Takleef dene ke liye.

Armaan asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Mujhe aapke paas aana hai maa. Mujhe apne paas bula lo mujhe nahin jeena.

Armaan pleaded, his voice thick and hoarse because of crying.

Jab main kisi ki desire hi nahin hoon toh iss zindagi ka kya faida. Mujhe apne paas bula lo maa.

Armaan said, his voice carrying a plea that came from the depths of his wounded heart.

Mujhe aapke paas aana hai maa. Yahan koi nahin hai mera. Meri Abhira bhi chali gayi.

Armaan said, he was losing his senses slowly.

Per abhi bhi der nahin hui hai. Mujhe aapke paas aana hai.

Armaan said gazing up at the sky brokenhearted.

Aa jaun main?

Armaan asked like a lost child.

Koi der nahin hui hai.

He added brushing a lone tear away that escaped his eyes after collecting the scattered beads of the mangalsutra and the thread as well. He stood up gathering some strength and breathed deeply. He then turned and climbed up on the rooftop. He breathed slowly and blinked his eyes.

The harsh rustling of the leaves mirroring the choes of his mind, he held onto the beads and the thread tightly. He looked up, a shaky smile gracing his lips.

He took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

I love you Abhira.

He whispered the words and jumped from the rooftop. He fell on the ground with a loud thud, blood pooled beneath him and around his head. The thread and the beads ley scattered on the ground drenched in the crimson blood.

ARMAAN!!!

Abhira,s scream echoed, her eyes wide with terror.

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