My Crazy Wife 2 🤪

Ishqi's Break Down 🥺

Soon They Reached Malhotra Mansion
As Ahaan was tired he dozed off but ishqi was still awake.. she looked at him and a smile appeared on her face.. unknowingly she started caressing his hair… she recalled the moment when ahaan hugged her and then kissed her on forehead.. ahir’s words were roaming in her head…
I – (in mind – bechara.. aaj meri vajah se kitna pareshaan hua tha.. mere liye vo uske dushman ke samne jhuk gaya.. mere liye aaj tak kisine itna kuch nahi kiya.. pata nahi kyu lekin ahaan ki tarf kheechi ja rahi hu main.. par nahi.. ishqi kisime jyada involve mat ho ja.. ye care ye pyaar iski adat tune lagayi toh sabse jyada hurt tu ho jayegi jab samne wala tujhe chodke chala jayega.. but main nahi chahti ki ahaan mujhse durr jaye.. lekin mujhe aisa kyu lag raha hai.. ughhh.. it is so confusing.. so ja ishqi.. so ja)(she removed her hand from his hair and then slept)
Next Day
Ishqi was getting ready as ahaan told her that they are going somewhere.. she was ready and was about to leave from room but her phone rang.. it was from an unknown number.. she answered it
I – hello.. kaun hai ?
Someone – main
I – (she quickly recognized the voice as it was well known for her) Mr.Bhalla.. aapne shayad galat no. dial kiya hai..
Manish – bilkul sahi no. dial kiya hai.. Mrs.Ishqi Ahaan Malhotra
I – aaj achanak se apko meri yaad kaise aa gayi..
Manish – mere paas tumhare liye ek offer hai.. jisme tumhara profit hi profit hai
I – aur kya hai vo offer ?
Manish – yaad hai.. 3 saal se jiss form pe tum meri sign maang rahi thi vo form abhi mere haath me hai..
I – Mr.Bhalla aap uss course ke form ki baat kar rahe hai
Manish – ji ha.. sign kardi maine uss form pe aur fees ke paise bhi ready hai
I – really ?! (she said happily)
Manish – jyada khush mat ho jaav pehle puri baat sunn lo.. ye form main tum tak pohocha dunga lekin meri ek shart hai
I – manjoor hai.. bas mujhe vo course karna hai (she was crying in joy)
Manish – pehle shart to sunn lo.. tumhe ahaan ko mere hawale karna hoga
I – what?! (shockingly) Mr.Bhalla are you out of your mind ? aap ye kya keh rahe hai ?
Manish – itna kyu shock ho rahi ho.. vaise bhi tumhari shaadi jabardasti huyi hai na toh ahaan se peecha chutega tumhara agar tumne ye shart maan li toh.. ishqi ye dancing course karna tumhara sapna tha.. ahaan ke liye tum apna sapna bhool jaogi ? kitna convince kiya karti thi tum mujhe iss form pe sign karne ke liye aur ab jab maine sign ki hai toh tumhe tumhare sapne se jyaada ahaan important hai.. (he tried to brainwash her) ab faisla tumhara hai.. ahaan ya dance.. (call ended)
I – (she was still in shock that her phone fell from her hand)
Just then ahaan entered their so she quickly wiped her tears
A – ishqi kabse tayar ho rahi ho.. chalo jaana hai na hume
I – ha
A – are you ok ishqi ?
I – ha.. mujhe kya hua.. main theek hu
A – tumhare chehre ko dekhke lag toh nahi raha..
I – main theek hu.. chalna hai na
A – ha.. tumhari tabiyat theek hai na
I – ahaan I said na I am ok
A – ok.. chalte hai
Scene Shifts To A Garden
A – accha hai na ye garden
I – hmm
A – ishqi yaar jabse hum aaye hai.. main hi baatein kar raha hu.. itni shaant kyu ho tum.. kuch hua hai toh bolo na
I – nahi.. kuch nahi
A – main jo kuch bhi bol raha hu uska hmm hmm yahi reply de rahi ho..
I – sorry..
A – ab tum hi batav ki main aisa kya karu ki tumhara mood accha ho jaye
I – garden me champa hoga na ?
A – ha
I – mujhe bahut pasand hai champa.. mere liye ek champa dhundo.. ek saath hi dhundte hai
A – fine.. lekin dhundne ki zaroorat nahi hai.. vo dekho yahi pe hai..
I – yess.. chalo jaldi
A – ha
They walked towards the champa tree.. she was about to pluck a flower but someone stopped her.. the person was a security man..
Security man – dekhiye aap ye phool nahi tod sakti
I – kyu ?
Security man – yaha ke kuch rules hai.. aur ussi me ye bhi likha hai ki iss garden me phool todna mana hai
I – bas ek hi toh phool tod rahi hu.. agar aapne meri jaisi sidhi, sadhi, bholi, bhali, sundar, sushil ladki ko naraaz kar diya na toh apko paap lag jayega
Security man – aap ye phool nahi tod sakte toh jaiye yaha se..
I – ha ja rahi hu.. apke hukum ki zaroorat nahi hai.. chalo ahaan
In Car
I – samajhta kya hai vo khudko.. bas ek phool toh tod rahi thi na main..
A – ishqi waha ka waise rule tha..
I –tumne bachpan me kabhi kisike farm se aam nahi churaya ?
A – nahi.. main jis mango farm me gaya tha bachpan me vaha ke maalik ne pehle hi kaha tha ki aam chura nahi sakte hum
I – main toh humesha se aam churati thi.. koi rule-wule follow nahi karti thi main.. kya tum bhi.. bachpan me kabhi aam nahi churaya.. ye choti choti khushiya bachpan me kitni badi khushiya lagti thi..
A – ishqi mera bachpan toh maine ye rules follow karne me hi gawa diya.. lekin ab tum ho na.. tum ye choti choti khushiya kaise paate hai ye sikha do.. by the way aaj raat ko mere friend ki shaadi hai and vo chahta hai ki hum dono party me jaaye.. usse tumhe dekhna hai.. bahut close friend hai mera aur gussa hai vo mujhse ki usse bina kuch bataye maine shaadi ki so he said ki at least bhabhi se toh milwa de.. toh aaj raat 7 baje tayar ho jaana..
I – ok
In Ishqaan’s Room
Ishqi was in front of mirror and was setting her hair as well as thinking about Manish’s offer.. she was hell confused about what to do.. dance and ahaan.. these options were given by manish.. dance is as important as ahaan for her.. what she should choose? Her dream or the person who loves her more than anything.. her trance was broken when she sensed someone’s presence.. it was ahaan whose eyes were glued at her as she was looking drop dead gorgeous.. she was wearing a baby pink off shoulder lehenga and diamond necklace.. her hair were open.. she had done flawless makeup.. ahaan was gawking at her without blinking which made ishqi blushed..
I – (cleared her throat to bring ahaan into senses)
A – (he kept his chin on her shoulder and rested his hands on the dressing table) ishqi.. aaj na tum mujhe maar dalogi.. ek toh itni beautiful lag rahi ho aur upar se tumhara ye blush.. uff !
I – oh hello.. I am not blushing.. maine blush lagaya hai isliye gaal pink lag rahe hai
A – ab jhagadane mat lag jaav.. kyuki jhagadate wakt aur bhi jyada pretty lagti ho..
I – hey bhagwan.. flirt karna koi tumse sikhe..
A – by the way.. main kaisa lag raha hu (he said while raising his collar)
I – umm.. handsome lag rahe ho.. I mean aaj chimpanzee nahi insaan lag rahe ho
A – mujhe roast karna kab band karogi
I – don’t know..
A – dekhna.. aisa din zaroor aayega jab tum mujhe dekhke pagal ho jaogi jaise main hota hu
I – will see.. I think we are getting late..
A – mann toh kar raha hai ki bas tumhe dekhta jau lekin jaana padega..
I – ahaan.. plz chalo ab
A – chalo
Soon they arrived at the wedding venue
Ahaan introduced ishqi to everyone.. ishqi was getting bored as ahaan was talking with his friends.. then a waiter came there and offered her drinks.. ishqi thought that it was juice but it was wine.. she drank a glass of wine.. till then ahaan was freed so he went to the place where ishqi was sitting but she wasn’t there.. he searched for her everywhere and then found her in a corner.. he confusingly looked at her as she was behaving little weird.. her condition was telling that she is not in her sense..
A – (he moved towards her) ishqi.. tum yaha kya kar rahi ho aur aise chipakali jaise wall ko chipak kyu gayi ho.. and ye heels haath me lekar kyu ghum rahi ho..
Imagine her voice in drunk state
I – sshhhh.. kitne sawal puchte ho tum.. chup..
A – ishqi are you ok ?
I – ahaan
A – ha
I – idhar aao.. tumhe kuch batana hai (she signed him to come closer)
A – (he came closer to her)
I – (in his ear) mere blouse ki lace khul gayi hai.. plz bandh do na (she said cutely as well as innocently)
A – (he sensed the smell of wine and understood that she is intoxicated) pehle tum ye diwar se hato
I – ok (she took some steps and came forward)
A – (he stood behind her and then quickly tied the lace of the blouse)
I – (looked at him) thank you..
A – ab batav ye heels kyu utar diye
I – vo maine kabhi heels nahi pehne toh mere pair me bahut dard ho raha hai..
A – toh pehle bata deti ki tumhe heels pehenne ki aadat nahi hai
I – tumhare friend ki shaadi hai aur main agar lehenge ke neeche shoes pehenti toh kaisa lagta.. sab log tumhe haste na
A – I don’t care about anyone.. I care for you ishqi.. tumhara comfort mere liye matter karta hai.. log kya kahe isse mujhe kuch farak nahi padta.. ab ghar chalte hai
I – arey lekin shaadi
A – ho gayi shaadi..
I – ho bhi gayi
A – ha.. (he snatched the heels from her hand and picked her in his arms)
I – utha kyu liya
A – because I know tum dhang se chal nahi paogi (he went towards the car.. somehow he opened the door of car and made her sit on the seat and made her wear the seat belt and then he also sat in the car and drove towards malhotra mansion.. after reaching he moved to their room while carrying her in his arms and then gently placed her on the bed.. he quickly took out a pain relief gel from drawer of the side table.. he took her ankles on his lap and started applying that pain relief gel on her ankle) isse dard kam ho jayega.. tum bhi na ishqi.. keh deti.. heels ki aadta nahi hai.. ek toh already haath jal gaya tha tumhara and now this.. itni bhi careless mat raho.. khudki care karo (he was still busy in what he was doing but then he heard her sobbing) ishqi.. why are you crying ? maine kuch galat kaha kya ? I am sorry (now she started crying bitterly which made him more confused.. he wiped her tears but before that he cleaned his hands with tissue paper as his palm was filled with the gel) ishqi tum kyu ro rahi ho.. tum bataogi nahi toh mujhe kaise pata chalega..
I – aa..aha.ahaan.. (she was stammering)
A – ishqi kya hua hai.. tum dara rahi ho mujhe.. what happened plz tell me
I – tum kyu meri itni care karte ho
A – huh ?
I – mujhe aadat nahi hai itne care ki.. plz tum mat karo meri itni care.. plzz..
A – ishqi what are you saying ?
I – ahaan mera bachpan na jitna accha tha usse kahi jyada bura.. main abhi bhi kahi baar ye sochti hu ki kya mere parents jaise log sachme isme duniya me hote hai.. main 5 saal ki thi jab mera IQ test karwaya tha jisse ye pata chala ki mera jyada interest arts me hai.. as you know meri maa gynaecologist hai.. meri pehli behen bhi doctor hai aur dusri behen foreign me MD kar rahi hai.. dono betiya doctor lekin teesri beti ko toh isme interest hi nahi hai.. ek toh already betiya huyi isliye Mr.Bhalla pareshan the aur upar se main aisi nikli.. tabse Mr And Mrs. Bhalla mujhe neglect kiya karte the.. pehle mujhe kuch samajh me hi nahi aaya ki vo aisa kyu kar rahe hai par badme dheere dheere samajh me aane laga.. college me admission lete wakt unhone mujhse pehli baar acche se baat ki vo bhi isliye taki me science lu aur doctor banu apni maa ki tarh but I told them ki mujhe isme interest nahi hai lekin fir bhi unhone jabardasti mera admission karwaya.. fir jab mere kam marks aane lage toh vo mujhe daantate the.. ab tum hi batav ahaan jo cheez mujhe nahi samajh me aati aur na hi mera usme interest hai toh kaise main jyada marks score kar paungi.. iske vajah se vo mujhse aur bhi bura behave karte the.. mujhe ek dancing ka course karna tha.. I tried to convince them a lot but they didn’t agree.. unke permission ki zaroorat nahi hai mujhe but uss form pe unki sign chahiye thi jo vo kabhi nahi kar rahe the.. main upar se chahe kitna bhi dikhane ki koshish karu ki main strong hu lekin mujhe pata hai ki main bahut emotional hu..daadi hi mera sab kuch thi.. unhone hi mujhe pyaar diya hai.. aur ab tum ho jo mujhe itna pyaar de rahe ho.. mat karo ye varna kisi din tum mujhe chodke chale jaoge toh main tut jaungi..
A – (he was also in tears) ishqi.. main kyu chodunga tumhe.. I will never leave you ishqi.. I will never leave you (he took her in his embrace)
I – agar maine galat decision le liya toh tum mujhe chodke chale jaoge..
A – tum kya bol rahi ho ?
I – ahaan main confused ho.. Mr.Bhalla ne mujhe confuse kar diya hai.. samajh nahi aa raha kisse choose karu.. ek decision se meri zindagi badal jayegi.. kya karu main.. kuch samajh me nahi aa raha.. kya jawab du main unhe..
A – (he wasn’t getting what she was saying.. he thought that she is intoxicated so that’s why she is blabbering all this) ishqi you need to rest now..
I – (broke the hug)
A – now sleep
I – tum bhi so jaav
A – ha (both laid down on the bed.. ishqi kept her head on his chest) ishqi tum theek ho na
I – tumhare saath main bahut safe feel karti hu ahaan.. main aise ho so jaau ?
A – tumhara haq hai ye so mujhe puchne ki zaroorat nahi hai (he gave her a peck on forehead and then both of them dozed off)
Next Day
As soon as ishqi woke up she held her head tightly..
I – (got up from the bed) hey bhagwan.. sarr me itna dard kyu ho raha hai.. main yaha kaise aayi.. hum shaadi me gaye the.. maine juice piya aur fir.. aur fir kya hua.. mujhe kuch yaad kyu nahi hai.. maata raani sarr phata ja raha hai… (her phone started ringing) subah subah kiska phone aa raha hai.. (she picked the phone) hello..
Manish – Ishqi
I – aap
Manish – so kya decide hua hai tumhara
I – listen give me sometime.. maine abhi tak kuch decide nahi kiya hai
Manish -lagta hai tum ahaan ko choose karne wali ho
I – apko aisa kyu lagta hai
Manish – agar pehli wali ishqi hoti toh 1 min me dance ko choose karti.. but I think now you have changed..
I – pehli wali ishqi matlab
Manish – yaad karo ishqi.. dance tumhare liye kya tha.. mujhe tum kitna convince kiya karti thi.. mere liye tumhare mann me respect bilkul nahi hai lekin phir bhi tum mujhse kitne pyaar se baat karti thi uss form pe sign karne ke liye.. ahaan jaise log aate jaate rehte hai.. uss ahaan ka chodo.. apne passion ke baare me socho.. kya kehti thi tum ki dance tumhara junoon hai.. toh kya hua.. ab dance tumhara junoon nahi raha.. kya nahi karti thi tum.. natraj ke murti ki pooja kiya karti thi tum har roz.. aisa ek bhi din nahi gaya jab tumne natraj ke murti ki pooja na ki ho ya uss murti ko samne rakhke nach na kiya ho.. aur ab vo ahaan itna pyaara ho gaya tumhe ki tum dance ko chod dogi.. itna accha mauka gawa dogi.. dance ko bhagwan manti thi na tum ab yahi din dekhna baki reh gaya tha
I – stop it Mr.Bhalla.. fine.. aap jaha kahenge waha main ahaan ko leke aa jaungi.. (she ended the call and threw the phone.. she held her hair in frustation)
Precap – Ishqaan’s Reception