Episode 2
"जिनसे प्यार किया जाता है, उन्हें छोड़ा नहीं जाता… पाया जाता है।
या तो प्यार से… या ज़बरदस्ती से।
वो चाहे दुनिया के लिए शाप हो, लेकिन मेरे लिए… वो मेरी किस्मत है।अगर वो अभिशाप है, तो वो मेरी अभिशाप होगी।"
(“The ones you love are never abandoned… they are claimed. Either with love… or with force. She may be a curse for the world, but for me… she is my destiny. If she is a curse, then she will be my curse.”)
Even if I’m miles away from you, Nandita, I’ll get you back to my side. Because you belong there. As my queen. As my obsession. Whether it’s in my personal space, or in the cage I’ve built for you — it doesn’t matter. You’ll be mine.
I Close my eyes, imagining her bridal face. The same girl who once called me ‘timepass’… soon the whole world will watch as she becomes my wife. My possession. My curse. And today, I’m eager to see their reaction.
Soon my car stopped in front of hospital
I step into the hospital room. Machines beep faintly. My ma, Shanta, lies in coma. The woman who gave me everything when I had nothing. The woman Nandita humiliated in front of the village.
I touch Ma’s frail hand. Tubes surround her, but I know she can hear me.
Dhruv Kapoor (Ml)
“Ma… you always told me love is sacrifice. But your son learned another lesson… love is possession. She will regret every word, every humiliation. I’ll make sure of it, Ma. And when you wake up, you’ll see your Dev… but not the one you knew. You’ll see Dhruv Kapoor.”(whispering)
A faint tear rolls from her eye. My chest burns.
Dhruv Kapoor (Ml)
“Don’t cry, Ma… this time, I won’t lose. She’ll wear my name in sindoor. Even if it means burning her world.”(softly)
Later, in the car to Chandrapur, my mother — Meghna Kapoor — looks at me, frowning.
Meghna Kapoor
“Dhruv, explain to me. Why this village girl? You can have anyone — rich, royal, even daughters of billionaires. Why lower yourself to this level?”
I smirk, looking out of the window at the dusty roads of my past.
Dhruv Kapoor (Ml)
“Because no one else matters, Mother. She is mine. The world calls her a curse? Then let her be my curse. Love… obsession… revenge — everything leads back to her. And I don’t share what belongs to me.”(calm yet sharp)
Mom falls silent, unsettled by the fire in my voice.
The convoy halts. Chandrapur. The air itself shivers. Villagers stare as my men open the car door. I step out — not as Dev, the poor delivery boy, but as Dhruv Kapoor, heir of an empire. Their gasps are music to my ears.
The village that spat on me once now bows in silence. I feel their eyes, their whispers — is it Dev? Is it Dhruv Kapoor? The confusion, the fear… I drink it like wine.
My gaze falls on the mandap. And there she sits.Nandita.
Dressed as my bride.The same girl who called me a timepass.The same lips that spat on my mother.Now waiting for me.
I step forward, my shadow falling over her.
Nandita Chouhan (Fl)
“Dev…?”(whispers)
I Let out a low chuckle, leaning closer so only she can hear.
Dhruv Kapoor (Ml)
“Not Dev. That boy died the day you betrayed him. I’m Dhruv Kapoor now. And today, you’ll sit by my side, forever. Not because you want to… but because I will it.”
Her eyes widen, her lips tremble.
Nandita Chouhan (Fl)
“I… I don’t want this marriage!”
I grip her wrist under the veil, hard enough for her to flinch.
Dhruv Kapoor (Ml)
“Want? You lost that right long ago. This is no longer about what you want, Nandita. This is about what belongs to me.”(in her ear)
The pandit hesitates, but my father’s men silence every murmur with their guns resting against shoulders. Villagers cower, mothers pull their children back.
The pheras begin. She walks with me, steps heavy, eyes clouded with fear — but she walks. Because she has no choice.
I Smear sindoor into her hairline with a hand that doesn’t shake. My thumb digs into her scalp just enough to sting.
Dhruv Kapoor (Ml)
“Now the world will know… you’re not cursed. You’re mine.”(smirking)
The mangalsutra clicks around her neck, the sound sealing her fate.
And as the fire crackles, I look into her tear-filled eyes and whisper the vow she will never forget:
Dhruv Kapoor (Ml)
“From this day on, Nandita… you don’t breathe without my permission. You don’t live without my shadow. You are mine — in love, in hate, in life, in death.”(whispers)
And wirh that' she was mine in every mean
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