And that’s… a promise! “You trust me, right? Then let go of this topic forever. Not just to me, but you will not ask about her to anyone. You won’t try to find out about her either. Promise me. Promise me, Mr. Shergill.” His lost eyes could only stare at her as she asked him …
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Tu Hai Mera, Aadha Sa Hissa Sadaa Bowed down beneath the guilt of failing her, breaking the promise that he had made to her, making her cry, he was too remorseful to face her but he had to, regardless. He unlocked the door ensuring not make any sound to attract anyone’s attention toward himself. He …
Dwelling on the Past to Understand the Present “Now that’s you. You don’t want to answer? Just change the subject and even better, put the entire blame on me. Fantastic!” He unwrapped his hand that was holding, letting her go almost instantly, stepping back. His eyes that had been shimmering with the hurt now held …
Don’t You Think I Deserved? “Di, you there?” Divya, who was looking for Drishti everywhere finally seemed to have found her as she banged her fist on the door of one of the rooms in Shergill’s house. She did not have hopes of finding her sister there for it was just another guest room probably …
The Beautiful Past and The Haunting Present She furiously wiped the tears flowing through her eyes that saw no end. She pressed both her palms on her face as she cried over the failure of her relationship with her very own Mr. Shergill. Not even in her wildest dream, she had seen this coming. She …
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You Don’t Trust Me? “You are really asking me that? Ask yourself. Ask yourself, dammit!” His outrage wasn’t familiar to her. It wasn’t. It had been a really long time for her to have seen him that way. It had been almost three months since their marriage and the last three months had really changed …
What Have I Done, Mr. Shergill? “Mr. Shergill, could you explain what exactly were you doing with my stuff?” Drishti crossed her arms to her chest, after catching Rakshit desperately searching for something in her stuff. Having him invade her personal space, touching her personal things without asking her was the last thing she had …
Before you proceed – This one shot is inspired by the episode where Drishti sits near the swimming pool, missing her parents, where Pischachini attacks her. Here the attack didn’t happen but Rakshit overheard Drishti talking to herself. “Let go of my hand, Mr. Shergill.” Had it not been for the tears that trickled down …
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An imaginary one shot set after the party episode between Rakshit and Mahima. “Tu Lavanya se shaadi kar le.” “Lekin Mom-“ “Kuch lekin vekin nahi, Rakshit. Tujhe pata hai, Sunny ne Lavanya ko divorce papers bhej diye hai. Wo bechari to jaise toot hi gayi hai. Wo tujhse bohot pyar karti hai, Rakshit. Aur tu …
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“Kyu? Mujhe kuch ho jata to tumhe koi farq padta?” Tucking her hair strands behind her ears, he asked in a feathery soft voice, gazing right into her eyes. His palm stayed pressed on her cheek, giving away that he had abandoned every bit of the hesitation that gripped him otherwise every time she was …
Set in the evening after the Holi episode. “You can’t go… not until you tell me.” He locked her between his arms against the wall in the storeroom of Shergill’s house. “Tell you what, Mr. Shergill?” She didn’t meet his gaze as she made a futile attempt to escape the place. Escape the place and… her …
This imaginary one shot takes place after Drishti gets injured while protecting Mahima Shergill after the party episode. “Leave my hand, Mr. Shergill. Just leave it.” She jerked his hand that was holding her by her elbow, unintentionally giving him a push that unbalanced him and had him stumble to his feet. “You want me …
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This is set after the Holi episode. “I am asking you for the last time, Mrs. Shergill. What has happened? Dare you give me that nothing has happened crap. I am not buying that. Look at your condition, this cough, this pale face, that hand clutching that stomach and you want me to believe that you are fine? I …