Her Sketches, His Scars Bechaini Ke Do Kinare

“कुछ ख्वाब बिखर गए, कुछ सवालों में उलझे हैं, जिन जवाबों की तलाश थी, वही अब खामोश लगते हैं।” “Some dreams are shattered, some trapped in questions, And the answers once longed for… now feel silent.”

POV: Aira Thakur 🌧️ (Morning – their small, rented flat. Fan humming. Hope fading.)

Aira bed par bethi thi, ek haath mein laptop aur doosre mein diary — uski job search ka calendar. Screen pe ek aur rejection mail flash hua. "We're sorry to inform you..." Wahi purani line, naya dard. 😞

Aira Thakur-fl

(mutters sadly) "Har jagah ya toh 'experience chahiye' ya 'not hiring currently'..." (Everywhere it’s either ‘need experience’ or ‘not hiring currently’...)

She clicked on 7th job portal of the day. Eyes tired, heart heavier. Zoom in on her phone wallpaper — ek simple hand-embroidered patch jisme likha tha “dream big, cry quietly.” 🧵💔

Aira Thakur-fl

(to herself) "Main fashion designing padhi hoon... lekin job zero. Skills toh hain... par kisko farak padta hai?"

Suddenly, bathroom se “tik-tik-tik” ki irritating awaaz aayi. Paani drip ho raha tha 🚿

Mahi Sharma-fl bff

(From kitchen) "Airaaa! Bathroom ka flush phir leak kar raha kya?"

Aira Thakur-fl

(gets up tiredly) "Paani gaya lagta hai... aur washing machine mein kapde phas gaye!" 😤

Mahi Sharma-fl bff

(laughing awkwardly) "Yeh flat hum dono ko mentally unstable bana ke hi chhodega!" (This flat is going to make us mentally unstable one day!)

Aira Thakur-fl

(smirking weakly) "Already halfway there, bro." 😪

Maahi grabs a bucket

Mahi Sharma-fl bff

"Main neighbor ke yahan check karti hoon... tu plumber ko call kar!"

Aira walks towards the balcony. Akele mein usne phone side rakha, aur sky ki taraf dekha — grey clouds. Monsoon ka mood bhi uske saath depressed lag raha tha. ☁️📉

🔹 POV: Reyyan Kapoor 🥀 (Evening – Kapoor Mansion, soft lighting, light wind swaying old curtains.) Reyyan ne apne kamre ka darwaza dhakka deke khola. 4 saal baad wapas aaye the. Room bilkul waisa hi tha — ek time capsule. Books, black bedsheet, diary, clock... sab jagah par jaise uska intezaar ho raha ho. He walks to his desk. Touches a rusted pen. Flashback ki ek halki si lehar aayi — ek chhoti si smile. 🙂

Rayyan Rathore-ml

(soft voice) "4 saal... aur yeh kamra mujhse zyada zinda tha."

He freshened up — wore a crisp black kurta, silver bracelet, brushed back hair. Mirror ke saamne khade hoke apne reflection ko dekha. Mafia boss — sharp, silent, distant. Downstairs sab uska intezaar kar rahe the.

Meera Kapoor-ml mother

(mom, sweet and glowing) "Beta! Tera hi intezaar ho raha tha... aa ja dinner pe!" 😄

Aryan Kapoor-ml brother

(teasing with full energy) "Bhai! Spoon use karna yaad hai na? Italy mein toh sab fingers se pasta khate ho na!" 😂

Rayyan Rathore-ml

(coldly smiling) "Tujhe zyada bolne ki aadat kab chhodega, Aryan?"

Rajeev Kapoor-ml father

(chuckles) "Chhodega tabhi toh hum bore honge!"

They all sit for dinner — warm daal, fresh rotis, and paneer. The table feels alive after years. Light-hearted banter fills the air... Until — the shift. 😬

Meera Kapoor-ml mother

(clears throat) "Beta... ek baat puchu? Gussa mat hona."

Reyyan’s brows rise. Spoon ruk gaya.

Meera Kapoor-ml mother

(softly smiling) "Shaadi ka socha hai? Ab 31 ke ho gaye ho..."

Rayyan Rathore-ml

(expression suddenly cold) "Main shaadi ke liye bana hi nahi hoon, Mom."

Silence. Heavy silence. Even Aryan goes quiet. The air gets thick with unspoken things.

Meera Kapoor-ml mother

(emotionally) "Main sirf ek baar keh rahi hoon, Reyyan... is baar ke liye ek ladki dekhi hai. Sirf mil lo."

Rayyan Rathore-ml

(after long pause) "Kya naam hai us ladki ka?"

👀 Everyone turns towards Meera. Tension... suspense... kya woh naam tum jaante ho?

“जिन रास्तों पे चलके लौटे नहीं, कभी वही राहें फिर सामने आ जाती हैं।” “The paths we swore never to return to… somehow always find their way back to us.”

🔚 To Be Continued... (Next: Aira ki life aur pareshaniyon ke beech, kya uske door ka connection Reyyan ke table tak pahuch chuka hai?)

Rose🌷(author)

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