Chapter 1

Hey guys this one is a one shot attempt by the one and only me I knw lots of ppl are givin me those dg's and I knw I have nt restarted ma ff's buh pakka prmise I ll guyz all three of'em with one part each pakka promise kaha na now stop givin me those glares and read on

Waise w8 ma bakwaas is not over yet the words or sentences in brackets are the thoughts of the character not mine

And now wat r u w8in for read read no body stopped u

Aah republic day the most happening day of the year in my life ,although I live here in paris(the city of love-it truly is),I ll never forget this day for 2 reasons

1.it marks the republicance of our country

And 2.coz this day made me a free bird(26th january'07)

Well lemme explain I was happily(not) married to mr.abhimayu modi-one of the richest canadien and all but he wanted me to be a housewife with kids.(aww man I cudnt-i mean i can but i didnt wanted to) .so therefore he set me free and I got divorced frm him on this day.and after that I shifted to paris frm Toronto.so finally I was free and in paris I learned a lot especially the art of French kissing and u knw wat Frenchmen are the bst kissers in the world(experience hai isliye bata rahi hun)'well hey I am Ridhima gupta (ridz at my workplace, well the idiot French ppl cudnt pronounce ma name so they changed ma beautiful name to ridz bloody hell-the name sucks)

So well I wrk as a publicist to the famous (not to mention vry crazy) French rockstar named Armaan mallik(I knw he is an Indian as well buh his parents lived here in france and made him French) with my bestest friend Muskaan who is head over heels on our new boss Rahul garewal (I think he likes her too).and you know wat my client the crazy rockstar proposed me the day he saw me , although he was such a sweetiepie never getting into any sort of troubles but after I said no (for the proposal thing-I barely knew him but he is such a hottie )he has started falling in certain troubles and trust me wen I say troubles they are very troublesome  that I always need to get him out from 'em,well that's wat ma job is.

I can give u examples of his craziness,well the latest trouble he got himself in is (you cant imagine that) he was found in his boxers in the Eiffel tower (now beat that-but that's not it) wen the security guard saw him he took him to a  room safe  frm the journalists.. but after sometime he put his hat on(still in boxers) and started singin and dancing to a Michael Jackson no. (aww man no1 can beat his craziness except the master himself )

Well lemme tell you one more of his crazy antics he was forund water skiing in the national river of france la siene again only in boxers(the crazy man he is)well it has been 3 months I have become his publicist(and since he saw me) he has gotten himself into 300 troubles(imagine 300  for  three months which equals  to 100 troubles per month that means 20 troubles a week and almost 3 troubles everyday I need to get him out frm-I don't understand whr does he get such stupid ideas frm)

26^th January 08

So it is 26^th of January and the first thing I hear in the morning "Ridhima get up armaan's in trouble frm wat I knw has stolen a hot air balloon and is floating in the air he can even die!"said Muskaan, i jerked off ma bed and went  to the bathroom mumbling curses under ma breath,I quickly got dressed and got out of the house asap.

"Muskaan what the hell are doing thr cum fast"I shouted'''''"cumin honey" she responded I cant understand y is she always so chirpy I mean in such crisis also''

"oh fish what will I do now" I questioned her wen she was runnin wit the same pace as mine

"calm down hun lets look for a cab first"she  replied

Once we took the cab I asked her what exactly happened

She told me Armaan was very upset the last night coz I again said no so he decided he would do sumthin he jst wanted to die so he thought it of this way

"omg  Muskaan help me" I exclaimed as a matter of fact that she is my partner in the business as she is running the PR agency which I m a publicist frm

"ridhi u knw I suck at this that's y I appointed u" she retorted

"arghhhh"

" A coeur vaillant rien d'imposible, madame"said the driver who was listening to us intently(nothing is impossible for a willing heart)

"oh hell muskaan ab yeh mujhe batayega wat I shud do" I said in hindi so that he cudnt understand

"let it be ridhi u better think of sumthin I ll direct him the ways we need to go thru" she said with a sly smile.

We reached to the balloon spot and I asked one of the operators to take me above

Armaan was floating high above paris, all by himself,without a balloon  operator,in a red balloon that he'd evidently somehow stolen frm the field outside paris.i dint even wanted to think abt the legal trouble we would get into once we landed,we were currently much closer to paris than we were allowed to be.

"hi Ridhima"he beamed at me with a smile showin his beautiful dimples

" Armaan ,what on earth are u doing?" I said avoidin his dimples

"oh Ridhima u knw na how much I love u this is all for u" he sounded awfully excited for some1 to be alone in such a situation

"Armaan shut up and get down now''we'll talk abt that later u ll get urself killed"

"only on one condition Ridhima say that u love me"

"Armaan are u lyk nuts?plz get down Armaan"

" no not until u say that u love me"

" Armaan u knw that I don't love u then wat is the need"

"no ridhima I knw u love me but u don't express it"

His hot air balloon was not wrkin well nd I was worried to the core

"whats wrng wit u?do u knw how hard it is goin to be fr me,to get u out of this,if u don't wind up killin urself frst?"

"oh Ridhima u wry 2 much'..you jst need 2 say is those three magical wrds oderwise u knw wats gonna happen"

(saala kamina pehle khud bolta hai ki u wry 2 much fir aur wrys deta hai)

"ok f9 I give in"

" so say that u love me"

"I love you" I said lookin at the operator who smiled at me

"usko nahi mujhe say I love you Armaan"

"I love u Armaan" I shouted

Then I asked the operator to explain him how 2 get down'..and the operator explained him

Armaan got down and my balloon was also down

"merci"I said to the operator(thank you)

"Pas de probl'eme ,pour une belle femme"he said flirtingly(no problems for a beautiful lady)

Once I got out of the basket Armaan came running grinning wide  and hugged me tightly

"ummmmm chodo mujhe"

"kyun u urself said u love me"

"that was forced mr.mallik

"ohk so I ll get back in the balloon again"

"fyn I wont care this tym"

"wat u care for me'''''.yuhuuuuu Ridhima gupta cares for me''.na na na na na na na na na na"

"wateva"

"u knw wat Ridhima u r slow buh that's ok u ll love me u definitely will"

26^th January 09

That was one day and today is one day wen I think, in this one year I have srsly started lykin him act is this love''.i donno maybe ummmm yeah it can be love after that day certain things started attracting me towards him or may be ummmm I m goin  nuts explainin it its basically a whole lot of confusion

"muski plz make that louder"I said as I heard my one of the fav songs playing''it is I need you from marc Anthony oh lord I jst love the song

for those who ve'nt heard the song here is the link: http://www.imeem.com/people/b14dwr/music/hBIq-yam/marc_anthony_i_need_you/

Girl, your love to me feels just like magic
When you smile you have total control
You have power like nothing I felt before
I've let all of my feelings show
'Cause I want you to know
That I need you

I need you
For the rest of my life, girl
I need you
Say that you'll be my wife
Oh, I love you
Won't you marry me, marry me
I need you

Oh, I need you
For the rest of my life
Oh, I need you
Won't you marry me, marry me
I love you
I really need you, baby
I need you
Girl, I really need, I need you
Girl, I really need, I need you
Need you, baby

Oh, baby
I love you

Girl I really need you, need you
Babe, oh baby
Won't you marry me
Won't you marry me, marry me
I love you
Oh, I need you

As the song finished I headed to muskaan's room

"muski I need to talk"

"yeah sweetz say wassup everythin f9 na"

"yeah well muski wen I heard the song rite now I felt as if Armaan was singing it for me I mean cumon doesn't the lyrics and the emotions make u feel that'.i suddenly started feelin guilty as the song headed towards the end do u think I did right by sayin no to him always'..u knw muski I donno y is that for but I guess i ve started falling for him"

Muskaan was all wide eyed

"for heaven's sake muski plz say sumthin"

"ummmmmm whoa"

We remained in silence for a few min the muski spoke up

"ummm ridhi I m happy for u don't wry everythin will be f9 nd u ll figure out wat nxt 2 do'.ok so chill and lets hear the song again for u nd for Armaan"

I hugged Muskaan

"thanks muski if u wudnt have been thr''"

i was cut off by my cell phone beeping

"hello"

"bonjour madame tu est ridz??"(hello madame are you ridz?)

"oui"(yes)

"qu'est que c'est,monsiuer?"(what is it sir)

"madame c'est un probl'eme''''."(madam there is a prblm)

"oh no j'arrive!"(oh no I m cumin)

"Muskaan lets go"

"but whr"

"armaan's gotten himself into some problem"

"oh fish"

"muskiiiiiiiiiiii''''.."

"ok''ok''u knw ridhi  thr used 2 be tym wen I used 2 yell at u abt ths matters"

I gave her a very bad glare and she started rushin

We  took a cab and reached the spot

Thr he was Armaan hanging between 2 buildings upside down atleast 15-16 floors above the ground

Thr were fire brigades and stuff to help him get down buh he refused

Thr were journalists wantin to knw wassup and thr were armaan's fan cheerin loud for him"

we reached to the floor he was hanging frm

i yelled frm the window

"Armaan what on earth are u doin"

"u knw Ridhima same tym same day last year u asked  me the same ques"

"I knw Armaan''now will u plzz get down,the situation is not the same"

"yes ridhima the situation is not the same I forced u that day but I ll propose u today'..and he started singin loud the song which i had heard a few moments ago the crowd down went wild and the journalist started capturing it"

"THIS IS FOR MY LADY LOVE AND MY PUBLICIST WHO KEEPS GETTING ME OUT OF TROUBLE AND TODAY ALSO SHE WILL I HAVE FULL FAITH IN HER"he yelled

And started singing

From the day that I met you, girl
I knew that your love would be
Everything that I ever wanted in my life
From the moment you spoke my name
I knew everything had changed
Because of you I felt my life would be complete

Oh baby, I need you
For the rest of my life, girl
I need you
To make everything right, girl
I love you
And I'll never deny that
I need you

He stopped and looked at Ridhima coz he cudnt control being upside down he was getting all red

Ridhima smiled and said it for him

"Oh boy I need you for the rest of my life I need you''..I LOVE YOU ARMAAN"

26^th January '10

The thing abt paris is that its seductive.it is perfection.and in perfection thr is seduction.

We got married the same day'..Armaan was all over the newspaper nd all over internet and television thr were clips of our marriage'''.his proposal and my acceptance''..

We still live in paris and i still spend most of my tym rescueing him frm scandalous scrapes and fending off paparazzi''.and u knw wat now I m in love with all his scandals now

Today is our first anniversary

"what???"

"I still think Frenchmen are the best kissers in the wrld and u are the bst frnchmen I ever came across"

"I knw sweetheart''..many girls have said that to me"

"wat???" we started a fight and then he said(i mean i beating him and he rescueing himself)

"look hun I was jst  jokin"

"I love u Armaan"

"I love u too hun"

So that's my stry whr Iearned the art of French kissin and trst me it's the bst thing I ever learned*wink*

 

P.S:I hope u guys enjoyed readin the stry as much as i did writin it i wud appreciate if u comment or criticize or the least plz press thank u button

P.P.S:Look guys i knw this is wrng buh i srsly am givin u a dhamki plz comment or press thank u button warna u never knw wat i can do

 

P.P.P.S: that was ma gundagardi side and if u dont wanna c it u knw wat to do so stp readin PS nd move wat r u w8ing for

psch silly ppl

thank u all in advance

luv ya

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