Raat ka waqt tha. Hospital ka corridor unusually shaant lag raha tha. Kiara on-call room me baithi thi, par uska mann kaam me nahi lag raha tha. Dil bina wajah bhaari tha, jaise kuch galat hone wala ho. Usne khidki se bahar dekha, shehar ki roshniyaan chamak rahi thi, par uske andar andhera sa tha.
Usi waqt Kiansh corridor se guzra. Usne Kiara ko dekha aur ruk gaya. “Tum theek ho?” usne poocha. Kiara ne jhooti muskaan ke saath sir hila diya. Dono kuch pal chup rahe. Ye khamoshi ajeeb nahi lag rahi thi—yeh pehli baar sukoon wali thi.
Kiansh ne dheere se kaha, “Kabhi-kabhi zindagi bina pooche zimmedaari de deti hai.”
Kiara ne uski taraf dekha. “Aur hum bas sambhalte chale jaate hain,” usne jawab diya.
Dono ko andaza nahi tha, yahi baatein unhe ek hi raaste par laa rahi hain.
Aadat Banata Saath
Subah hospital me rush tha. Kiara patient files dekh rahi thi jab Kiansh ne bina bole uske desk par coffee rakh di. Kiara ne upar dekha, kuch kehne hi wali thi, par ruk gayi. Ye chhoti si care ab use ajeeb nahi lagti thi—yeh aadat ban chuki thi.
Emergency ward me ek elderly couple admit hua. Accident ke baad bhi dono ek-dusre ka haath pakde hue the. Nurse ne muskurate hue kaha, “Inki shaadi ko 40 saal ho gaye hain.”Kiara ne woh scene dekha aur dil me kuch sa hil gaya.
Baahar aate hue Kiansh bola, “Lagta hai kuch rishte waqt se bhi zyada strong hote hain.”
Kiara ne sirf itna kaha, “Shayad isliye… kyunki woh saath nibhaate hain."Un dono ke beech kuch badal raha tha—bina naam ke.
Shaam tak hospital ka mahaul tense ho gaya. Ek legal issue, police inquiry aur media ka pressure—sab Kiara ke case se jud gaya. Uski professional image par sawal uthne lage. Woh strong dikh rahi thi, par andar se toot rahi thi.
Corridor me ek police officer ne casually kaha, “Ma’am, agar aap married hoti toh case itna sensitive nahi hota.”Ye baat mazaak me kahi gayi thi… par Kiara ke liye ye ek sach ban kar gir padi.
Kiansh ne ye sab suna. Usne Kiara ko side me le jaakar kaha, “Tum ye sab akeli nahi jhelogi.”
Kiara ne pehli baar thakaan ke saath kaha, “Main hamesha akeli hi sambhaalti aayi hoon.”Kiansh ne dheere se uska haath thaama. “Is baar nahi.”
Faisla
Raat ko hospital terrace par dono khade the. Neeche shehar zinda tha, par unke beech khamoshi thi. Kiara ne dheere se poocha, “Agar humne koi decision liya… toh woh sirf formal nahi rahega.”
Kiansh ne uski aankhon me dekha. “Main jo bhi karta hoon, poori zimmedaari ke saath karta hoon.”
Ye proposal nahi tha. Ye majboori bhi nahi thi. Ye do log the jo jaante the—zindagi unhe ek hi jawab de rahi hai.
Kiara ne gehri saans li. “Mujhe kisi ke sahare ki nahi… par saath ki zarurat hai.”Kiansh ne sir hila diya. “Aur main saath chhodta nahi hoon.
Ek Chupchaap Bandhan
Agli subah ek chhota sa registrar office. Na shor, na dhoom-dhaam. Sirf do log, do signatures aur kuch gawah. Kiara ka haath kaanp raha tha jab usne pen uthaya. Kiansh ne dheere se kaha, “Tum safe ho.”
Formalities poori hui. Ek legal rishta ban chuka tha—bina kisi ko pata chale. Car me baith kar dono chup rahe. Ye khamoshi awkward nahi thi, bas nayi thi.
Kiara ne dheere se kaha, “Rules clear hone chahiye.”Kiansh ne calmly jawab diya, “Respect, space… aur jab zarurat ho, saath.”
Kiara ne khidki se bahar dekhte hue halki si muskaan di. Shayad ye shaadi galat wajah se shuru hui thi… par anjaam abhi likha jaana baaki tha.Jab Bandhan Anjaane Me Poora Ho Gaya
Subah ka suraj dhire-dhire ghar ke angan me ghus raha tha. Akshara Sharma chhote se mandir ke samne khadi thi, haathon me diya aur phool, bilkul apni innocent style me. Uske liye ye sab sirf ghar ki shanti aur sanskaar ka hissa tha. Usne socha, “Aaj zara pooja poora kar lo… mann halka ho jaayega.”
Vivan unke peeche se aaya, half-smile ke saath. “Snookums, tumhari pooja thodi zyada… effective lag rahi hai,” usne kaha. Bold aur confident tone me, jaise ye sab control me ho.
Akshara ne bina soche apni plan ki shuruat ki. Usne diya dono ke beech rakha, phool chadhaye aur haathon me aane wale chhote chhote mantr bolne lagi. “Bas beta, haath utha do, sab theek hoga,” woh muskurate hue boli. Kiara aur Kiansh dono confused the, par pooja me shamil ho gaye—innocence ka aisa impact ki unhone kuch poochha nahi.
Akshara ne dheere se Kiara ke haath Kiansh ka haath rakh diya—sirf aashirvaad ke liye. “Aise,” usne kaha, “taaki mantr poore ho jaayein.”
Kiara ke dil ki dhadkan tez ho gayi. Kiansh ne kuch bolne ki koshish ki, par Akshara ki innocence aur seriousness ke aage shabd ruk gaye. Ye moment casual lag raha tha, par jaise hi Akshara ne phool aur chawal unke haathon me rakha, kuch invisible, unseen bond ban chuka tha.
Phir Akshara ne laal kalava uthaya. Sirf safety aur ghar ke liye. Jaise hi usne Kiara aur Kiansh ki kalaiyon par dhaaga baandha, diya ki lau thodi tez ho gayi. Akshara thodi hairaan hui, par reflex me hath waisa hi rakh diya.Usse pata nahi tha, par ye ritual unki secret marriage ka asli bandhan ban chuka tha.
Vivan ne peeche se ye sab dekha. Bold aur confident nature ke saath, uske chehre par halki si smile thi—samajh gaya ki kuch ho chuka hai. “Snookums, tumhari pooja ka impact thoda zyada… lag raha hai,” usne phir se bola, par ab tone me light sarcasm tha, jaise ye sab under control ho.
Akshara ne pooja complete ki aur haath uthakar dono ke sir par phool chadhaye. “Bas… ab sab theek ho jaayega,” usne khud se kaha. Uske liye ye sirf ghar ki shanti thi. Jaise hi uske haath niche aaye, Kiara aur Kiansh dono ko ek ajeeb sa feeling hua—jaise kuch unseen poora ho gaya ho.
Shaam ke waqt, dono secretly terrace par khade the. Hawa me halki thandak thi, par dono ki aankhon me ek ajeeb sa sukoon aur responsibility ka mixture tha. “Kya ye sab… sach me hua?” Kiara ne dheere se poocha.
Kiansh ne sir hilaaya. “Haan… aur ab shayad hum dono ke liye koi raasta permanently shuru ho gaya hai.”
Door se, ghar me Akshara aur Vivan ye sab observe kar rahe the. Akshara innocent muskurai, jaise ek auram ne ghar ke liye ek chhota kaam kiya ho. Vivan bold nature ke saath soch raha tha—“Snookums ne unknowingly sab kuch perfect kar diya.”
Aur usi waqt, unknowingly, pooja ke ye small steps Kiara aur Kiansh ki zindagi me ek new chapter ka start ban chuke the. Na koi fanfare, na koi awareness—bas maa ki innocence aur destiny ka combination, jo dono ko ek saath bandhne laga tha.
Shaanti ke beech, dono ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha. Na happiness ka izhaar, na shabdon ka, bas aankhon me woh unspoken promise—chahe kuch bhi ho jaaye, ye saath ab unke liye permanent tha.
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