“Ek to humari society bhi aisi hai na, jise bhari mehfil me dauda dauda ke maarna chahiye, use akele me maarna pad raha hai!”
The stinging burning sensation of her slap hadn’t even faded from his cheek when the fire of her words hovered over him, threatening to swallow him alive.
She had been giving him a tough time lately but not even in his scariest nightmare had he thought that she was going to turn out to be a living nightmare for him.
The nightmare that was going to let him neither stay awake nor sleep!
The woman standing in front of him intimidated him like no other. Like no other.
The woman who he had thought he would keep beneath his shoes had turned out to be the woman who was ready to use those same shoes to eliminate his whole existence from the earth.
Ishqi!
Ishqi – who he came to realize was riskier than she claimed herself to be.
She had not been anticipating her marriage day in the first place but she hadn’t expected it to be that eventful either.
She couldn’t stand the thought that she almost married a man who was way more disgusting and sickening than she could have ever imagined him to be.
If she could, she would have thrashed him as brutally as she could right in front of everyone but her priority tied her hands but that didn’t mean that she was going to let him escape.
He had dared to play with a woman’s dignity and she was going to make sure that he would regret his existence for doing what he had done.
“Pata hai teri sabse badi bevakoofi kya hai, Mayank? Ke tujhe laga ki tu kuch bhi karega… aur bach jayega! Na to aaj kal ki ladkiyaa bachao bachao chillane wali hai aur na hi wo tum jaise kameeno ko chhodne wali hai! As a nation, India got its freedom long ago but ladkiyon ko freedom milte milte bohot time lag gaya. Pata hai kyun? Kyunki tujh jaise kameeno ne unse bina darr jeene ka hi freedom cheen liya but not anymore! Not anymore, Mayank. Not anymore!”
Not
Anymore!
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RBTL – Reading Between the Lines. This is a scene write-up.
Drama Name – Ishk Par Zor Nahi.
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