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Chapter 1 - uski chuppi part -4

"Sach Jo Dard Ban Gaya"

Riya ne phone haath mein liya…

screen par Aarav ka naam chamak raha tha.

Uska dil zor se dhadak raha tha…

par is baar usne call receive kar liya.

"Hello…"

Aarav ki awaaz halki si kanpti hui thi.

Riya kuch seconds tak chup rahi…

phir dheere se boli,

"Ab yaad aa gaya mujhe?"

Aarav ne gehri saans li…

"Riya… main galat tha. Maine tumhe hurt kiya… bina bataye, bina samjhaye… bas chala gaya."

Riya ki aankhon mein aansu aa gaye,

par awaaz ab bhi strong thi—

"Tum gaye nahi Aarav… tumne mujhe chhod diya tha."

Dusri taraf sirf khamoshi thi…

phir Aarav bola—

"Main darr gaya tha… family pressure, future ka tension… mujhe laga main tumhe wo sab nahi de paunga jo tum deserve karti ho."

Riya muskura di… ek dard bhari smile ke saath—

"Toh tumne decide kar liya… mere liye? Mujhse poocha bhi nahi?"

Aarav chup… bilkul chup.

Riya ne aankhon ke aansu pochhe aur kaha—

"Pyaar mein decisions saath liye jaate hain Aarav… akela nahi."

Kuch pal baad Aarav ne dheere se kaha—

"Ek chance de do Riya… iss baar main sab sahi karna chahta hoon."

Riya ne phone ko thoda tight pakda…

dil keh raha tha "haan"…

par dimaag keh raha tha "soch".

"Chance dena aasaan hota hai…"

Riya boli,

"par trust wapas lana… wo mushkil hota hai."

Aarav ne turant kaha—

"Main prove karunga."

Riya ne aankhen band ki…

aur bas itna kaha—

"Is baar words nahi Aarav… sirf actions."

Call cut ho gayi.

Room mein phir se wahi khamoshi thi…

lekin iss baar us khamoshi mein ek nayi shuruaat ka ehsaas bhi tha।

Riya ne diary kholi aur likha—

"Kabhi kabhi kisi ko wapas aane ka mauka dena galat nahi hota…

par apni value bhool jana galat hota hai

Call ke baad 3 din beet gaye…

na Aarav ka message, na call.

Is baar Riya ne wait nahi kiya…

na last seen check kiya, na online status.

Par dil… dil toh phir bhi kahin na kahin usse expect kar raha tha।

4th din shaam ko…

Riya apni balcony mein khadi thi,

thandi hawa chal rahi thi… aur dimaag surprisingly shaant tha।

Tabhi phone vibrate hua—

unknown number.

"Hello?"

"Riya…"

Aarav ki awaaz thi.

Riya thodi shocked hui—

"Tumhara number change ho gaya?"

"Ha… kuch cheezein change karni thi," Aarav ne kaha।

Riya halka sa muskura di—

"Sirf number ya aur bhi kuch?"

Aarav ne bina delay ke bola—

"Main tumhe milna chahta hoon… face to face. Iss baar sab clear karna hai."

Riya ne kuch seconds socha…

phir seedha jawab diya—

"Kal. 5 baje. Wahi coffee place."

Agla din…

Riya time se pehle pahunch gayi.

Usne khud ko mirror mein dekha—

na zyada ready, na careless… bas real।

5:10…

Aarav abhi tak nahi aaya.

5:15…

Riya ka patience test ho raha tha।

Aur phir—

5:20 par Aarav aaya.

Thoda sa thaka hua…

par aankhon mein sachcha regret tha।

"Sorry late ho gaya," usne chair pull karte hue kaha।

Riya ne seedha uski aankhon mein dekha—

"Tum hamesha late hi aate ho Aarav… samajhne mein bhi, aur lautne mein bhi."

Aarav chup ho gaya।

"Main excuses nahi dunga,"

Aarav ne finally kaha,

"Main bas yeh bolne aaya hoon ki main ready hoon fight karne ke liye—tumhare liye, humare liye… even against my own fears."

Riya ne coffee stir karte hue pucha—

"Par kya tum ready ho responsibility ke liye? Ya phir phir se darr kar chale jaoge?"

Aarav ne table par haath rakha—

"Is baar main nahi bhaagunga. Agar tum saath ho… toh main sab face kar lunga."

Riya ne uska haath dekha…

par pakda nahi।

"Saath hone ke liye sirf pyaar nahi chahiye Aarav…"

Riya dheere se boli,

"Consistency chahiye… trust chahiye… aur sabse zyada—respect."

Aarav sirf sun raha tha।

Kuch seconds ki silence ke baad,

Riya khadi ho gayi।

Aarav ghabra gaya—

"Riya… please jao mat. Ek chance toh—"

Riya ne uski baat kaat di—

"Chance milta nahi hai Aarav… earn kiya jaata hai."

Usne apni coffee ka bill pay kiya…

aur jaate jaate bas itna kaha—

"Agar tum sach mein change hue ho… toh main dekh lungi.

Par iss baar main wait nahi karungi."

Aarav wahi baitha reh gaya…

samajh gaya ki iss baar game alag hai।

Riya road par chal rahi thi…

dil halka tha।

Kyuki iss baar usne kisi ko choose nahi kiya—

usne khud ko choose kiya.

Part 6 mein kya hoga?

Aarav prove karega ya Riya ki life mein koi naya entry hoga?

Part -5 ready hai ja kar dekhiye 👉