Marriage would be the best solution for the problems her daughter was causing. No time should be wasted either. She didn't want to risk the chance of her daughter taking a wrong step and doing something stupid and shameful, like running away with that Awaaara boy.
The thought made the bulging blood vessel over her temple to twitch dangerously. She narrowed her eyes frowning and deepened the wrinkles on her face, which the antics of her daughter had given to her more than aging.
“The moment your father comes home tonight, I am going to ask him to phone his brother and fix your rishta once and for all.”
Her mother kept a stone face and tried hard not let her heart break on hearing the insistance in her daughter;s voice. She knew the girl was in love, that was clear from how she spoke about Awaaara.
But family honour always came before love. "The boy is a thug - a gang leader for heaven's sake! Where ever he goes the police follows. How dare you even think we would let you marry him!"
Her daughter shook her head. "Please mum...why do those things matter? He's not a terrorist! Just a bad boy with a heart of gold. And we are in LOVE."
"Love? And the respect of your family has no importance to you. Go to your room, this topic is not open for debate."
The girl was taken aback, but she lifted her chin up and let her tears roll down her cheeks. "I will marry him or no one at all."
She sighed and held the phone to her chest. Her mind was racing with questions about her Awaaara's reponce.
(What on earth is he going to do?) she thought and realised that by refusing to runaway with her and promising to prove himself to her family, she loved him even more.
Smiling, she sat her mirror and began softly humming "Chura liya hai tumne jo dil ko". She raised her pink duppata to cover her head wondering how she would look like as a bride - and blushed giggling
Her mother knocked at the door. The smile slipped of her face. Her father and uncle had come to talk about her rishta!
"What a shameless girl!" her dad exclaimed, but her uncle was quite and slipped his niece an understanding smile. When he was leaving, he put his hand on her head and whispered "Don't worry beti, I'll help you and Awaaara."
Once in her room, she dialed his number from memory, but his answering machine instead. "Hi hunny - good news! We have an ally in this war, my uncle! He's agreed to help us and wants to see you tomarrow. I'll be waiting for you..."
She couldn’t bear to see her love’s body soaked in his own blood. Just as the world in front of her eyes turned black, she begged god to save him.
When her eyes opened, she found herself on a hospital bed, and her Awaasra love was sitting beside her, his hand on hers. His shoulder was heavely bandaged and the nurse was checking the mobile drip attached to him.
"I'm sorry I didn't come..." he whispered to her and she felt tears sliding down her cheek.
"It's okay, I came after you na." she replied lovingly.
i warning u my child..Most of us enter into marriage with romantic ideas then suddenly everything goes bad..now its not upto u(lolz)..iam not gonna let this happen..
its not gonna end like that..
The mild sleeping pill isn't working
no use..so she quit..
and awaara died in da accident..
then she was agreed to marry
frankenstein..lolz..
