Mohabbat se Nafrat: The Revenge (Part 2): Suspense Aur Thrill Se Bharpoor Hinglish Kahani

# Mohabbat se Nafrat The Revenge

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Chapter 1: Teen Mahine Baad

Time koi dawa nahi hota. Yeh jhooth hai jo log kehte hain. Time toh ek zaher hai jo dheere-dheere kaat ta hai, aur main... main us zaher mein doob raha tha.

Teen mahine ho gaye us raat ko. Jis raat Avani ne mujhe Samiksha ke saath dekha tha. Uske baad se... uske baad se sab badal gaya.

Samiksha aur main ab saath rehte the. Koramangala ke usi apartment mein. Usne kaha tha, "Ishaan, tumhari zaroorat hai mujhe. Aur tumhe support chahiye. Let's make it official."

Maine haan kaha tha. Kyunki Avani ne mujhe block kar diya tha. Uske messages nahi aate the. Calls nahi. Ajji se bhi milne nahi deti thi. Woh... woh gayab ho gayi thi. Meri zindagi se, meri duniya se.

Par raat ko, jab Samiksha so jaati thi, main balcony mein khada rehta tha. Aur sochta tha - Avani kya kar rahi hogi? Kya woh bhi ro rahi hogi? Ya usne mujhe bhula diya hai?

Samajh nahi aa raha tha ki yeh dard kyun ho raha tha. Maine toh choose kiya tha na? Samiksha ko. Par phir bhi... dil mein ek khali pan tha. Ek guilt. Ek longing.

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Chapter 2: Avani Ki Aag

Avani's Perspective - Flashback

Main Avani. Aur main toot chuki thi. Woh din... jab maine Ishaan ko Samiksha ke saath dekha, us din kuch mar gaya tha mere andar.

Pehle toh sirf dard tha. Rona, chillana, Ajji ko sambhalna. Par dheere-dheere, woh dard badla. Nafrat mein badla.

"Avani beta, chhod do," Ajji kehti thi. "Ishaan ne tumhe cheat nahi kiya. Woh confuse tha."

"Nahi Ajji," main kehti. "Usne choose kiya. Hum dono mein se usne Samiksha ko choose kiya. Aur ab... ab woh bhugtega."

Maine decide kar liya tha. Revenge. Pure, calculated, devastating revenge.

Main content strategist thi. Logon ki psychology samajhna mera kaam tha. Aur Ishaan... main use jaanti thi. Uske strengths, weaknesses. Maine ek plan banaya. Ek aisa plan jo use tod dega. Jisse woh samajh sake ki betrayal kya hota hai.

Pehle step: Information gathering.

Maine Raghav se contact kiya. Haan, wohi Raghav jo Ishaan ko jail bhejna chahta tha. Us waqt maine usse nafrat ki thi. Par ab... ab woh mera weapon tha.

"Raghav, tumhe Ishaan se badla chahiye na?"

"Ha, par tum toh uski..."

"Thi," maine kaha. "Ab woh meri dushman hai. Aur tumhare paas jo information hai - NGO ke fake documents, corruption ke proofs... mujhe chahiye."

Raghav ne kuch nahi pucha. Usne bas files di. Aur maine... maine un files mein se kuch aur bhi dhoondh nikala. Ishaan ke past mein kuch loopholes. Uske start-up ke funding mein irregularities. Kuch chhote-chhote mistakes jo bade ban sakte the.

Maine socha nahi tha ki main aisa karungi. Par jab dil tootta hai, toh insaan kuch bhi kar sakta hai.

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Chapter 3: Naya Ghar, Nayi Zindagi

Back to Ishaan

Samiksha ka apartment ab mera bhi ghar tha. Modern, spacious, classy. Uski taste mujhe pasand aati thi. Minimalist, elegant.

"Good morning," ek Sunday ko usne mujhe uthaya. Woh bed pe baithi thi, coffee mug haath mein. Usne nightgown pehna tha - silk ka, halke color ka. Uske baal khule the, messy, beautiful.

"Morning," maine kaha, uthte hue.

Usne coffee rakh di aur mere paas aayi. "Neend aayi?"

"Thodi si."

Woh mere upar jhuki. Uske baal mere chehre pe gir rahe the. Usne apna chehra mere paas laaya. "Kya soch rahe the raat bhar?"

"Kuch nahi. Bas... future ke baare mein."

"Ishaan," she whispered, her lips barely touching mine, "humara future saath mein hai. You know that, right?"

Maine kuch nahi kaha. Usne mera chehra apne haathon mein liya. "Look at me."

Maine dekha. Uski aankhon mein woh passion tha. Woh certainty. Aur phir... phir usne kiss kiya.

Yeh woh pehla passionate kiss tha humara. Living together ke baad. Pehle toh hesitant the, par ab... ab boundaries toot rahe the.

Usne apne hoth mere hothon pe rakhe. Soft, warm. Phir dheere-dheere pressure badhaya. Maine apne haath uski kamar pe rakhe. Usne mere lower lip ko gently bite kiya. Main shocked tha, par turned on bhi.

"Ishaan," she whispered against my lips, "I want you. Completely."

Woh moment tha. Hum donon ne decide kiya tha ki we'll take it slow. Par ab... ab woh sab patience khatam ho raha tha.

Usne apni tongue se mere lips ko part kiya. Maine... maine bhi respond kiya. Hamari tongues milin. Slow, sensual, exploring. Woh deep tha. Intimate. Bahut intimate.

Samiksha passionate kisser thi. Confident. Experienced. Woh jaanti thi exactly kya karna hai. Usne mere mouth ko explore kiya, apni tongue se, apne lips se. Main... main usme kho gaya. Guilt, pain, sab bhool gaya us moment ke liye.

Hum 10 minute tak kiss karte rahe. Bed pe. Uske haath mere shirt ke neeche gaye. Mere chest pe. Mere abs pe. Main... main uske touch mein darr sa gaya. Not bad darr. Par ek vulnerable feeling.

"Samiksha," maine kaha, alag hote hue.

"Hmm?"

"Yeh... yeh jaldi hai?"

She smiled. "Jab sahi lagta hai, wahi perfect timing hoti hai. But don't worry. Main jab tak tum ready nahi hote..."

She kissed my cheek. "I can wait. Par Ishaan, jab tum ready hoge... it'll be magical. I promise."

Woh uthi, bathroom mein gayi. Main wahan bed pe baitha raha. Soch raha tha - yeh sahi hai? Kyunki dil toh kahin aur tha. Par body, mind... woh yahan thi. Samiksha ke saath.

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Chapter 4: Avani Ki Chaal

Ek hafta baad. Office mein.

Mere phone pe ek unknown number se call aaya. "Ishaan Nair?"

"Ha, boliye."

"Main Priya bol rahi hoon. Times of India se. Aapke start-up 'GreenSpace' ke baare mein kuch information mili hai. Kya aap interview de sakte hain?"

"Kis baare mein?"

"Funding irregularities. NGO connections. Corruption allegations."

Mera dil ruk sa gaya. "Yeh... yeh kya bakwaas hai?"

"Sir, humare paas documents hain. Aapke ex-partner Raghav Verma ne diye hain. Aur ek whistleblower ne bhi confirm kiya hai. Story kal print ho rahi hai. Aapka side lena chahte the bas."

Main phone kaat diya. Haath kaanp rahe the. Raghav? Par uska toh case... maine toh socha tha...

Samiksha ko phone kiya. "Samiksha, emergency hai. Ghar aa jaldi."

Woh 30 minute mein aayi. Maine sab bataya.

"Ishaan, calm down. Main dekhti hoon."

Usne apne contacts use kiye. Par story ruk nahi paayi. Next morning, front page pe tha: "GreenSpace CEO Accused of Fraud, NGO Scam Links."

Meri zindagi tabah ho gayi. Investors ne calls kiye. Funding cancel. Company band hone ke kagaar pe.

Samiksha ne mujhe hug kiya. "Main hoon na. Fight karenge."

Par main jaanta tha. Yeh kisi ne plan kiya tha. Aur mujhe pata tha kaun.

Avani.

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Chapter 5: Passion Ke Raat

Raat bhar humne legal strategy banayi. Samiksha ne kaha, "Mujhe lagta hai yeh Avani ka kaam hai."

Main chup raha.

"Ishaan, tumhe pata hai?"

"Nahi," maine jhooth kaha.

"Lekin agar woh hai bhi... we'll handle it. Par Ishaan, I need to know everything. Koi secret nahi."

Maine usse sab bataya. Avani se milna, uski nafrat, Raghav ke saath uski possible alliance.

Samiksha ne kuch nahi kaha. Bas... bas usne mera haath pakda.

"Let's go to bed," she said. "Subah sochenge."

Bedroom mein, hum donon the. Tension thi. Stress tha. Aur... aur ek alag energy bhi.

Samiksha ne lights dim ki. "Ishaan, aaj bahut kuch hua. Tum stress mein ho."

"Ha," maine kaha.

"Main tumhe relax kar sakti hoon," she whispered, mere kaan mein.

Usne mera shirt utara. Maine... maine roka nahi. Usne mere chest pe kiss kiya. Slow, sensual kisses. Neck pe. Shoulders pe.

"Ishaan," she looked up at me, "tum mujhe chahate ho?"

Maine kuch nahi kaha. Usne mera belt khola. "It's okay. Bolne ki zaroorat nahi. I can feel it."

Woh night thi. Passionate, intense, but not crossing that final line. Humne explore kiya ek doosre ko. Deep kisses. Tongues dancing. Hands exploring. Usne mujhe touch kiya jahan pehle kisi ne nahi chhooa. Main... main uske curves ko feel kiya. Silk nightgown ke upar se, neeche se.

"I love you, Ishaan," she whispered, between kisses. "I love you so much."

Maine kuch nahi kaha. Par maine usse kiss kiya. Deep, passionate, almost desperate kiss. Jaise guilt ko bhoolna ho. Jaise bhoolna ho ki main kiska intezaar kar raha hoon.

Us raat hum close the. Bahut close. Par jab subah utha, toh Avani ka chehra sapne mein tha. Usne mujhe dekha tha, door se. Aur woh smile... woh scary smile.

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Chapter 6: Avani Ki Jeet - Pehla Round

Agle do hafte. Investigation chal raha tha. Police ne summon kiya. Samiksha ne bail dilwayi.

Par damage ho chuka tha. Meri reputation. Meri company. Sab khatam.

Ek din, office se ghar aaya toh Samiksha ke chehre pe tension thi.

"Kya hua?"

"Ishaan, Avani... usne press conference ki hai."

TV on kiya. Wahan thi woh. Beautiful. Deadly. White saree mein. Bilkul waisi hi jaise pehle thi. Par eyes... woh eyes mein kuch aur tha. Hatred.

"Ishaan Nair ne mere saath dhoka kiya," she said to media. "Usne meri trust todi. Aur ab main jaanti hoon ki usne NGO ke saath kya kiya. Mere paas proof hai."

Media ne uski baat maan li. Public ne maan li. Main villain ban gaya. Overnight.

Samiksha ne kaha, "Yeh personal attack hai. We'll sue."

"Kis baat ka?" maine kaha, tired. "Woh sach keh rahi hai. Maine usse dhoka diya."

"Ishaan!"

"Samiksha, sach hai! Maine usse cheat kiya. Uske saath rehke tumhe choose kiya. Woh nafrat karti hai mujhse. And she has every right to."

Samiksha ne mujhe hug kiya. "Toh hum yeh fix karenge. Together."

Par main jaanta tha. Avani ne pehla round jeet liya tha. Aur woh rukne wali nahi thi.

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Chapter 7: Ghar Ki Khushiyan

Samiksha ne kaha, "Let's get away. Bangalore se bahar. Thoda time chahiye humein."

Maine haan kaha. Goa gaye. Beach resort. Ek hafta.

Wahan... wahan hum sach mein couple lag rahe the. Samiksha ne bikinis pehni. Maine usse dekha. Woh beautiful thi. Confident. Sexy in a classy way.

Beach pe, usne kaha, "Ishaan, yahan koi tension nahi. Sirf hum."

Usne mujhe kiss kiya. Public mein. Passionate. Deep. Hamari tongues milin. Salt air mein. Maine usse apni baahon mein liya. Woh chhoti si, intimate moment.

Raat ko, room mein. Wine thi. Music tha. Aur hum.

"Ishaan," she said, sitting on my lap, "I want to make love to you. Tonight."

Maine uski aankhon mein dekha. Woh ready thi. Main bhi. Guilt abhi bhi tha, par daba hua tha.

Usne apna top utara. Main... main usse dekhta raha. Beautiful. Perfect.

"Ishaan," she whispered, "Kiss me. Everywhere."

Maine kiya. Neck se shuru kiya. Slow kisses. Phir collarbone. Phir... aur neeche. Usne moan kiya. Soft, sexy sound.

Woh night... woh night passionate thi. Deep kisses. Tongues exploring not just mouths, but bodies. Hands everywhere. Skin against skin. Hot, sweaty, intimate. Hum donon ne climax tak pahuncha. Saath mein.

Par jab woh so gayi, main balcony mein aaya. Ocean ki awaaz. Aur main soch raha tha... yeh sahi hai? Kyunki jab bhi main close aata hoon Samiksha ke, Avani ki yaad aati hai. Uske saath closeness alag thi. Emotional. Pure. Yeh... yeh physical hai. Beautiful, par different.

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Chapter 8: Wapas Bangalore - The Trap

Bangalore wapas aaye toh aur bura haal tha. Mere ghar pe notice laga tha. Flat eviction. Company bankrupt ho gayi thi.

Samiksha ne kaha, "Tum mere saath reh lo. Permanently."

Maine kuch nahi kaha. Bas chup chap uske saath uske apartment shift ho gaya.

Wahan, hum ek proper couple ki tarah rehne lage. Morning kisses. Night mein passionate moments. Samiksha ne mera wardrobe manage kiya. Mera schedule. Sab.

"Ishaan," ek din usne kaha, "I want to take this further. Marriage?"

Main shock mein tha. "Samiksha, abhi..."

"I know. Abhi jaldi hai. Par Ishaan, I love you. And I want to spend my life with you. Tum ready hoge ek din?"

Maine kaha, "Maybe. Time do."

Par andar hi andar main jaanta tha. Main use pyaar nahi karta tha. Respect, attraction, care - sab tha. Par woh feeling... woh soul connection jo Avani ke saath tha, woh nahi tha.

Par ab Avani toh meri dushman thi.

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Chapter 9: Avani Ka Final Move

Ek month baad. Meri birthday thi. Samiksha ne surprise party plan ki. Par main... main udaas tha.

Raat ko, jab party khatam hui, Samiksha ne kaha, "Tum abhi bhi uske baare mein soch rahe ho na?"

Kisne? Avani? Ha. Main kuch nahi bola.

"Ishaan, it's been 6 months. Move on karo."

"I try," I said.

Usne mujhe kiss kiya. Deep, passionate. Tongue se. "Main hoon na. I'm here. Forever."

Tabhi doorbell baji.

Samiksha ne darwaza khola. Police.

"Ishaan Nair?" inspector ne pucha.

"Ha?"

"You're under arrest. New evidence. Murder attempt. Raghav Verma pe attack."

"Kya?!"

"Evidence hai. CCTV footage. Aapki car. Aapke phone records. And witness - Ms. Avani. Unhone complaint ki hai."

Main... main behosh hone wala tha. Samiksha chillayi. Par police ne mujhe le liya.

Jail mein, raat ko, maine socha. Yeh Avani thi. Final move. Mujhse sab cheen ke. Meri freedom. Meri reputation. Aur ab... yeh fake murder attempt charge.

Woh jeet rahi thi.

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Chapter 10: Samiksha Ka Sangharsh

Samiksha ne koshish ki. Bahut koshish. Par evidence strong the. Fake, par strong.

Court dates. Bail reject. Main jail mein tha. 3 mahine.

Samiksha roz aati. "Ishaan, main fight kar rahi hoon. Par..."

"Par kya?"

"Avani ne kuch aur evidence diya hai. Emails. Tumhare signature ke. Raghav ko threaten karne wale."

"Yeh sab fake hai!"

"I know. Par prove karna mushkil hai. Ishaan... Ishaan shayad tumhe long time lage."

Maine usse dekha. Woh ro rahi thi. Pehli baar.

"Samiksha, tum chali jao. Mujhe chhod do."

"Nahi!"

"Please. Tumhari zindagi barbaad ho rahi hai meri wajah se. Tum lawyer ho. Successful. Mujhse door raho."

Usne mere through bars mujhe kiss kiya. "Main kabhi nahi chhodungi. I love you."

Par main jaanta tha. Yeh end tha.

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Chapter 11: Avani Ki Jeet - The Trial

Trial shuru hua. Avani witness thi. Woh court mein aayi. White suit mein. Beautiful. Cold.

"Ishaan Nair ne mujhe cheat kiya," she said, confidently. "Usne meri trust todi. Uske baad usne Raghav ko bhi dhamki di. Kyunki Raghav ne mujhe support kiya tha."

Jhooth. Sab jhooth.

Samiksha ne cross-examine kiya. "Ms. Avani, aap Ishaan se nafrat karti hain?"

"Nahi," she said, smiling. "Main toh sirf justice chahti hoon."

"Aap uske saath the?"

"Thi. Par usne mujhe chhoda. Samiksha ke liye."

"Isiliye yeh revenge?"

"Objection!" prosecutor ne kaha.

"Sustained."

Par damage ho chuka tha. Jury ne dekha. Avani ne victim play kiya. Perfectly.

Main haar gaya. 5 saal ki sentence.

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Chapter 12: The Verdict - Ishaan Ka Patan

Verdict ke din, Samiksha ne mujhe hug kiya. Court room mein. Last time.

"Ishaan, main appeal karungi. I promise."

"Samiksha," maine kaha, "tumse ek baat kehna chahta hoon."

"Kya?"

"I love you."

Woh sach tha. Par alag tarah se. Gratitude se. Care se. Par woh passionate love... woh nahi tha.

"I know," she cried. "I love you too."

Maine usse kiss kiya. Last kiss. Deep, passionate, tongue wala. Jaise yaadgar banane ke liye. Guilt ke saath. Shukriya ke saath.

"Goodbye," I said.

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Chapter 13: Avani Ki Khushi

Jail mein, pehli raat. Ek letter aaya.

Avani ka.

"Ishaan,

Tum padh rahe ho toh tum haar chuke ho. Main jeet gayi.

Tumne mujhe chhoda tha. Tumne mujhe dard diya. Ab tum woh dard feel kar rahe ho.

Samiksha tumse pyaar karti hai. Par tum usse pyaar nahi karte. Main jaanti hoon. Kyunki tumhari aankhen mujhe dekhti hain. Aaj bhi.

Par ab tum meri nahi ho sakte. Kabhi nahi.

Main khush hoon. Ajji khush hain. Unhone tumhe bhula diya hai.

Jeet gayi main. Tumhara sab kuch leke.

Nafrat karti hoon tumse. Hamesha karungi.

Avani"

Maine letter padha. Aur... aur main muskura diya. Kyunki woh jeet gayi. Aur uski jeet mein... uski jeet mein mujhe uski yaad mili.

Maine socha tha yeh love story hai. Par yeh revenge story thi. Aur villain... villain main tha. Hero bhi main hi tha. Par ending mein... ending mein jeet heroine ki hui.

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Chapter 14: Epilogue - Do Saal Baad

Ishaan's voice from jail

Do saal ho gaye. Appeal reject ho gayi. Samiksha ne bahut koshish ki. Par Avani ne system use kiya. Perfectly.

Samiksha ab bhi milti hai. Monthly. Woh move on nahi kar paayi. Woh kehti hai wait karegi. Par main jaanta hoon. Woh deserve karti hai better.

Avani... Avani successful hai. Maine suna hai. Usne apna content agency khola. Badi hai. Raghav uske saath kaam karta hai. Dono... dono saath hain? Shaayad. Pata nahi.

Ajji... Ajji kaise hongi? Pata nahi.

Mere paas time hai. Bahut time. Sochne ka. Regret karne ka.

Agar woh din... agar main Samiksha ke ghar nahi jaata. Agar main Avani ko pehle se sach bolta. Agar...

Par "agar" se kuch nahi hota.

Yeh kahani yahin khatam hoti hai. Ek loser ke saath. Ek villain ke saath. Jo actually villain nahi tha. Bas confused tha. Aur us confusion ne sab kuch le liya.

Avani ne kaha tha - main jeet gayi. Ha, woh jeet gayi. Par uski jeet mein bhi... uski jeet mein bhi uska dard chhupa hai. Kyunki nafrat ke peeche... nafrat ke peeche pyaar hi hota hai.

Main ab bhi usse pyaar karta hoon. Hamesha karunga. Jail ki deewaron mein, uski yaad mein, uski nafrat mein... uski mohabbat mein.

Khatam.

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"Balcony Garden Ki Khushboo" Samapt

Kahani Ishaan ki thi. Par jeet Avani ki hui. Kyunki pyar mein haar jeet nahi hoti. Bas ehsaas hote hain. Aur nafrat... nafrat sabse zyada strong ehsaas hai.

~ The End ~