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Posted: 12 years ago

Hola guys... and girls ofcors 😃

I'm here again and starting a new FF.
The death of ETF has hurt us all!
But I hope the coming episodes of Karan Arjun will ease our pain.

This is the first time that I am introducing a new lead who I can call my very own.
She is nothing llke anything tha you would have gotten to witness in this Arjun Forum before...

I hope you will accept her and try to get hold of her side of the story.

This new journey starts in the life of Arjun Rawte after the brutal death of the remaining ETF members on 8/12/13

This plot i had thought of long ago and with the ETF.
I had named it...

Salam... Aapki Mohabbat ko!

but now the plot is no longer valid, hence i re-plot and renamed it

MISSION IN A PURGATORY.

Because from the stand i am seeing it, It is now Arjun's sole mission to avenge the deaths of his dear ones...In this mission he has to recruit a few comrades..

will he be able to?

left alone once again, life cannot be better than hell..

but with a few people by his side, he has to find ot his arch enemy at any cost.

But in this mission of a lifetime will she be a pinch of happiness,

a drop of love...

or will she too desert him in the middle of nowhere?

she's a stage performer and he's an ex cop...

both have shattered hearts that needs care and nursing...

they both know how to rub on each the other's wrong side...

If he's hot fire, she's cold ice

the question remains will he make her melt to water or will she extinguish his burning flames...

answers are required..

but what has Karan to do with all this?

Is the easy-going guy seriously that easy to hang around with??

the answers are unknown..

all the questions will be answered gradually as the story progresses.

I need your support, only then i will be able to proceed

oh BTW! my inspiration to write about Zina's character is partly from Urmila Matondkar's character in Janam Samjha Karo and partly from Mata Hari,

I have done quite a bit of research and i surely can say that I will be able to portray Zina the way i picture her in my head..

she has struggled and succeeded just the Matilda Jennings did in the book Never Look Back by Lesley Pearse.

accept Shiny as Zina, will you??

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❤️ NOTE ❤️

* THIS IS NOT AN ETF CENTRED ONE.

CHOTU, AISHA, LISA. SAKSHI ARE NO MORE.

* FEW CHARACTERS ARE MINE, REST ARE FROM THE CAST.

* UPDATES WILL BE GIVEN ONCE A WEEK (situation may change,)

* FIRST PM WILL BE SENT TO EVERYONE ON BUDDYLIST, FROM THEN ONWARDS ONLY TO THOSE WHO HAD LIKED AND COMENTED ON THE PREVIOUS UPDATE

* COMENT AND LIKE ON EVERY UPDATE IF YOU WANT PM

* PLS BE KIND ENOUGH TO DROP IN A COMENT/ PM/ SCRAP IF YOU DO NOT WANT PMS..

IT SAVES THE TROUBLE.

# I HAVE NEVER EVEN SET FOOT OUT OF BANGLADESH, SONAMES OF SOME PLACES MENTIONED ARE PURELY FICTIONAL. OTHERS ARE WHICH I'VE HEARD OF

LIKES AND COMENTS - YES PLEASE

SILENT READING - NO PLEASE

HEALTHY CRITICISM - YES PLEASE

BASHING - NO PLEASE

Please excuse typing errors and i would be thankful if you guys would correct my mistakes and advise me on the plot.

SO! SIT BACK AND ENJOY THE RIDE....

P.S - I DONT CALL IT A THRILLER YET.. BUT IT IS A SUSPENSE STORY AND THERE ARE SOME PATCHES I NEED TO WORK ON..

SO DONT FORGET TO GIVE ME YOUR VALUABLE SUPPORT.

LOVE,

SUMAYA.

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Edited by Sumu4JayD - 11 years ago

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Posted: 12 years ago

PROLOGUE

The curtains drew apart, revealing a feminine body covered in a red 3 piece Anarkali suit, her back to the audience.

He couldnt keep his eyes off her form, her hips swaying to the drum beats.

She turned around to uncover her face from long veil...
fair skin & doe eye with dimpling smile that could steal any man's heart.

she opened her mouth to sing...

Lakh is dil ko,
Hum ne samjhaya;
Dil yaha, phir bhhi
Hum ko le aya.
she twirled around the stage, doing a few ''mujra''s

the audience clapped, clearly mesmerized by her beauty

But he knew better than her looks.

Salam..

salam...

salam karne ki aarzu hai,
Salam karne ki aarzu hai,

Idhar jo dekho Salam karle...

this was directed for him,

he turned and gave her a hard stare

and she giggled and rewarded him with a salam

Tumhari mehfil me aagaye hai..

To kyu na hum ye bhi kam kar le??

he raised an eyebrow and she teased him further

Yeh dil hai jo aagaya hai tumper
Woh agar na sach yeh hai bandapervar...

he clenched his fists into tight balls and she again her back to the audiences

Jise bhi hum dekhle palatkar
Jise bhi hum dekhle palatkar
Usi ko appna gulaam kar le

she turned and pointed at him in a slightly accusing way..

or so it seemed to him.

a few men wolf whistled..

it annoyed him further,

but he kept his cool as this was a very important performance for her,

and he didn't want to ruin it by ending up in a brawl

Salam karne ki arzoo hai
Salam karne ki arzoo hai
Idhar jo dekho salaam karle...

she raised her hand in salam gesture...

Idhar jo dekho salaam karle
Bahaut se baatein hai tumko kehni
Bahaut se baatein hai humko kehni
Kabhi jo tanha milo kahin tum
Kabhi jo tanha milo kahin tum
To baatein hum yeh tammam kar le

melancholy filled her voice...

this wasn't any of her jests..

he too had realized the fact that now he came to meet her very seldom..

Woh laila majnu ki ho mohahbaat
Ke sheeri farhad ki ho ulfat
Zara si tumjo dekho jurrat
Zara si tumjo dekho jurrat
To humbhi un jaisa kaam karle...

Salam karne ki ki arzu hai..

salam karne ki9 aarzu hai

idhar jo dekho...

Salaam karle...

with a last Salam.. she bowed,

the audience clapped..

the curtains drew together marking the end of her performance.

but he still kept staring at the stage...

how cleverly she had chosen the song..

everything in her heart was conveyed..

and he still didnt know how to express his feelings..

She had always helped him ...
when he was in dire need of support, she happily gave it.
For others she might just be an entertainer,
but to him,
she meant a lot.

his support system..

someone very very precious,

he wanted to protect her from all the evil beings of the society...

he wanted to show those who would question upon her morality, how beautiful and pure she was...

he wanted to bestow her all the happiness of the world.

but it wasn't love...

not yet..

no one could hold that place in his heart..

not after Roshni...

but then what else?

they understood each other so well..

they trusted each other and their own selves..

each supported the other selflessly..

could this be friendship then?

But was it just friendship or a different truth altogether..??

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❤️ INDEX 💔

Ch1 --> pg1

thank u note for ch1 --.pg3

Ch2 --> pg4
thank u note for ch2 --> pg5
Ch3 ---> pg5
THANK YOU NOTE FOR CH3 & CH4 ---> pg7

IMPORTANT NOTE ---> Pg 8 😭

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Posted: 12 years ago

HAVE MADE CHANGES IN THE PLOT,

I AM VERY SORRY FOR ANY OF YOUR INCONVENIENCE DEARS.

[THIS IS A MEMBERS ONLY POST]

The Author of this post have chosen to restrict the content of this Post to members only.

chapter 1 - THE DISTURBED MINDS

She twirled the goblet in her fingers, the whirlpool inside echoed her thoughts...

her mind too swirled like the wine inside,

it was dusk time now... the sky was pale blue and a bit depressing...

This was the time of the day when all her inhibitions and insecurities took a toll on her,

she added another log to the fire,

the burning embers in the grate gleamed, as she stood up from her plush armchair and walked to the open window.

she looked out towards the great blue sea below her posh two storeyed bungalow.

the rolling waves crashed on to the rocks...

the cool salty air caressed her face and let her open tresses blow in all directions...

A teardrop rolled down her cheek as a plethora of heart-wrenching memories and the pangs of betrayal threatened to overpower her logical mind pushing her into an abyss from where it wouldn't be possible to escape.

The sea was her close and most trusted confidante, it knew all her hearts woes and kept them secret..

gradually the number of tear-drops increased and once for a change, she let them flow...

turning back to the wronged young girl she once was, she weeped her heart out

the haunting truth of her past and the memories of that unfortunate day played in her mind like a video roll.

she hugged herself tight as the silent tears turned into hysterical sobs and she slumped onto thefloor letting go completely of her self-control which had kept her emotions in a tight leash till date.

the shrill ring of her phone alerted her, she wiped her tears and cleared her throat hoping that her voice ddn't sound teary.

"Hello?"

"Madam, the organisers have called... the show starts in an hour."

"tell them i'll be there"

"yes Ma'm! i'll send the chauffeur then"

"No, that isn't required, i'll drive."

she hung up with a sigh...

another show it was, she composed hrself, the world need not witness her real, disturbed sate.

she headed to her walk-in closet with a fake half-smile on...

The dark spots in her demeanor concealed.

she was a master in the art of disguising her inner self.

Gone was the girl who seemed broke to the core... she had tranformed back to being what the world knew her as... the manipulative desirable but eminent woman who could steal hearts in the wink of an eye.

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365 days a year... And the clock goes round and round.

but suddenly everything comes to a standstill... time stops and so does your heartbeat.

A random day and your regular work, but, BOOM!! A bomb blasts somewhere blasting away your already miserable life into smitherees...

your life is upside down... you have no where to go.

Just like everyone else, I too was an ordinary happy man; A police officer and a loving husband.

I have always tried fulfiling both my roles properly... i had just wished for a happy, peaceful life...

As an officer I wanted to eradicate crime so that i could also provide her the promised security..,.

was that asking for too much?

I was just doing my duties as a cop for crying out loud! Acting upon the oath I had taken.

Why was I then snatched away of all the happiness in the world?

My wife, my only family left, my guide, my love snatched away mercilessly,

Killed in front of my very eyes, but i could do nothing!!

the beasts got me invalidated with those shackles, drugged so as to keep me so helpless, that i remained incabale of fulfiling our marriage vow of keeping her away of all kinds of harm and danger..

they inflicted wounds upon my body, but i stayed mum, but they pierced her not once, but six times...

six deaths wouldn't have been enough for me to bear the pain.

On that cursed date, died Arjun with Roshnii, the Arjun who was world famous for his pranks and jolliness, died!

their deaths caused ACP Arjun Suryakant Rawte, the out of the book cop and no-nonsense, harsh and hard man to take birth..

he broke all ties with the world.. even himself.

with great difficulty I had managed to move on, Joined the ETF and reunited with my long ago best buddy, ACP Sameer Rathode, and now my boss

our relationship had soured, After the cold gtlares and certain outburst of our complaints ansd hurt, things had slightly gone tolerable when death struck again.

This time taking away Riya..

A bubbly girl but still full of professionalism,

A dear colleague and we had stated to become friends too.

She was indeed a brave girl to sacrifice for the nation, though it rendered me shocked, i must salute her bravery and patriotism.

when the sense of loss had slowly rubbed off we recruited three intelligent female with variable personalities...

but one thing was a must... all knew their work well, they were extremely efficent...

Aisha, Lisa and Sakshi.

when we had just started re-establishing ourselves.. Rathore and Shree had been transferred.

Naturally I was now the new appointed chief..

but from that moment started my ill-luck..

first I lost Raju, a poor, sweet boy and in no time we bonded very well!

but a mindless zodiac psycopath decided snatching away my last support.

i was again a failure.

But this...

MY WHOLE TEAM!! My comrades!

because of my rash foolishness they lost their lives! oh! what a wonderful leader i am..

I led them straight into the mouth of death...

Chotu, Aisha, Lisa, Sakshi!

they all matter to me! I am the reason for their deaths...

Had I not brought them here nothing would've happened...

The commisionr was right! I am the reason for all their ashes...

and for this Arjun Suryakant Rawte will never forgive himself!

i could've avoided all this...

but then again, i can't be the only one at fault.

But! the system for which I toiled so hard, lived only for tje nation..

this system rewareded me in such a manner tha i am left tongue-tied, speechless.

the blame's on me, i take it.

the handcuffs, i take them,

but they questioned my loyalty, towards my team, the police force, and this!

I DONT TAKE IT!

who cares about being an ACP anymore...

Arjun Rawte was, is, and shall always be the archenemy of crime and criminals...

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In some other part of the world,

He wrote his diary and stuffed it in the duffel bag. He glanced to his right and found his companion in deep sleep,

all the action from the escapade had tired his muscles, and also all this sitting around the whole night didn't really help..

it was almost dawn, the sky had started fairing up, he got down from his stolen red porshce, he couldn't help thinking about the state of the owner and the frustrations of all those 'able' men working so hard to capture him, that brought a rueful smirk to his face...

the cold morning air hit him hard, clearing his blocked sense...

he started walking, when he'd gone a bit far he saw a small boy of Raju's age collecting dead leaves from under a tree, he went near him and said,

"beta, Suno, yaha chai kaha milegi?"

it seemed he resembled Raju, but Arjun quickly shook away that thought.

the boy gave him the location of a local vendor... he gave a few money to the kid, ruffled his hair and

he left for the stall...

once he reached ther he switched on his phone and texted Karan

chai pee raha hu, man kare to aa jana

the vendor greeted him..

"good morning sir, kya lenge?"

his greeting reminded Arjun of Chotu, who would say that the huge rough man had such a soft heart...

Arjun respected him as an officer and at the same time regarded him as a younger brother.

the vendor repeated the question bringing him out of his thoughts

he placed an order for his cutting chai

the vendor handed him over the chai...

it smelled very nice, almost like the one Sakshi used to make..

he sipped the tea.. the sweet hot liquid soothed his nerves but at the same time brought back a plethora of memories..

first Roshnii, then Riya, then Sakshi, all three used to make tea for him!

though Roshnii's one was his eternal favorite, he was grateful to mthe other two for quietly parcelling his favorite beaverage when he needed it the most.

he had failed them all. everyone!

He finished the cup, paid for it and started walking again...
though he was hurt and felt guilty, he needed to devise a strategy to get out of all this...

Not only he himself was on the run but he had also freed a prisoner...
if he got caught, the penalties wouldn't be very nice...

Not that he really cared about punishment,
but it would lose him many options of facilities in his goal of life... His Revenge and Their Justice.

he dialled Karan's number, no answer!
still sleeping.

Arjun felt irritated how could someone sleep in times as such!

but then again, Karan was indeed a peculiar man!

a kleptomaniac thief who mingled with Russian trapeze Artists.

"Chorh to chorh! Upar se flirt." he muttered, irked.

he called several times still no answer.

Still sleeping maybe!
But then again...
did something happen to him?

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He had returned to the car hoping that nothing untoward happened.

Arjun's nostrils flared up in anger at the sight in front..

There was he, Tensed and hoping for everything to remain settled and fine and Here he was perched upon a rock a few feet away from the car, totally unpertubed, his whole form shaking to some music that was obviously coming out of those headphones plugged intohis ears.

Arjun went and stood in front of Karan, almost towering over him, but still he was so engrossed in his laptop to take notice.

Arjun called him several times by the name, but it fell to deaf ears.

Arjun tapped his shoulder, Karan removed his earphones, looked up at him and grinned a big goofy one.
Arjun frowned at that.

"oye! good morning mere sher! itne savere kahan chal diye the?"

karan asked, still with that grin plasterd on.

Arjun niether greeted nor replied but fired the question in a breath

"itni derh se call kar raha hu, phone kahan ha tumhara?'

karan knitted his eyebrows in confusion and again it smoothed as he recalled.
the play of expression on his face amused Arjun.

"Oye yaar! mera phone to sasural... i mean jail me hi chhuth gaya tha."
Karan replied

Arjun looked away, turned and walked towards the car.. not before ordering Karan.

"Chalo, we have work to do."

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E-Cafe, Ethan mall, Worli.

Both men were busy checking out smartphones for themselves, and it was
the fifth time that Karan rejected another brand new Android handset.

The salesman gave him a highly annoyed look but
asked in sweetly, all the same.

'Sir, bataiye to sahi aapko
kis tarah ka handset chahiye?"

karan looked at him and
hooked his arm around
the man's neck and literally dragged the fellow along a few steps, which, to outsiders would seem like a friendly stroll

only Arjun knew better, and it amused him to see the sales agent's face, he
contorted his face as if he tasted something bitter.

"ye kya yaar! Itni badi dukaan chalate ho, koi dhang ki cheeze nahi hai kya! very sad! mujhe tu intelligent laga tha..khair!"

Karan sighed dramatically and let go of the man's
neck who seemed all too relieved to be spared.

"Karan!" Arjun called out and motioned with his eyes to hurry up.

After twenty minutes they exited the mall with two new phones for each.

they reached the car and Arjun was just about to sit on the driver's seat
when Karan whistled,

'oye shera de, aaj teri dulhan ko mai ghumata
hu, Car keys de, i'll drive."

karan exclaimed.

Arjun smirked, and raised an eyebrow
"tumhe itni mushqil se jail se chhura laya hu kya yamraj ko parcel bhejne?"
he said disparagingly

but after a second, Arjun tossed the keys towards Karan, which he deftly caught..

they got into the car with Karan at the wheel.

After a few minutes Arjun glanced at Karan to find
him staring hard through the windshield, his lips
pursed and all traces of his usual playful smirk
vanished.

"Meri dulhan to tumhe mill gayi, ab muh latka k
kyu baithe ho?"

Arjun attempted at slight humour.

Karan threw in a fake half-smile and that was so not Karan.
"Kuch nahi yaara, kisi ki yaad agayi bass!"

something about his tone intrigued Arjun..
It felt as if Karan had been reminded of something nasty. Arjun's cop instincts propelled him to question Karan but his conscience forbade him to do that, for at the moment it seemed Karan needed privacy, and he kept mum to provide that. But he did make a mental note to find out all there is to know about his new partner.

Though Arjun trusted himself to trust Karan, it was always better to do his homework.
ACP Arjun Rawte had had enough experience to be betrayed by the people he considered most trustworthy.

To be continued

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MY NOTE: i know it's unlikely of Arjun to express so much in his diary..

but let it be, once he wished to write, for a change.

So, i hope you notice the obvious changes, and once again i apologize for the inconvinience, the previous update for ch1 was simply not upto the mark,

Please excuse typing errors and i would be thankful if you guys would correct my mistakes and advise me on the plot.

It takes a lot of effort to write so i would appreciate if you would coment a bit longer and generously.😊
would wait more than eagerly for your revews...

p.s sorry for the overtly cheesy dialogues.. kya kareyn, my cousin's insistence!😳
there are gonna be more.😡

Love,
Sumaya... ⭐️

Edited by Sumu4JayD - 12 years ago

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Shweta Gupta

@ll_megha_ll

Sparkler

+ 3

Posted: 12 years ago

awesome update dear.

just loved it.

do continue soon.

and please apne ariya works bhi upodate karo na

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archi

@hunny1993

Voyager

+ 3

Posted: 12 years ago

Awsum update !!!!!
just luv it !!!!
Plz continue soon & thx 4 pm
Luv u dr 😊

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904129

Hibernated

Posted: 12 years ago

Luvd It Re Sumu...So What is she thinking abt? Whats her past? Lovd Arjun's pov! Beautiful...lovd Karan-Arjun too! Eager to read more! Thanxx fr pm...Continuee Soonz!

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rajnid68

@rajnid68

Rocker

Posted: 12 years ago

Yep..missing the whole ETF lot..

Arjuns lovely pen picture..

Poor fellow..the amount of time he had

To get a grip on life..

And he is still at it..

Whereas she too gets a grip on her life...

But an appearance...where as her soul is

Not revealed..to the out side wall...

To be seen when they do meet..

What will the collision be like..

Awesome update and thanks for the pm..

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Tabassum Nitol

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Inactive

Posted: 12 years ago

Awwssmmm
cont sooon
thanks for PM

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Safina

@miss_choxz

Dazzler

Posted: 12 years ago

I an really looking forward to your updates and see where the story is heading too,'... So how will the girl come back to Arjuns life... Is she related to karan somehow...

Thanks for the pm and please pm soon x