Gun and Guitar-a RANTARA ff(note at pg150) - Page 103

Originally posted by: PurpleSunset

Its really a wish from my heart that Raghu should fall in love with meee😆

every yeris in this forum wish for same ourple..😆

OH...MY...GOD...thoda taras kha lo mujh nanhi si jaan pe🤣...now a days I'm hallucinating about Raghu😳...my heart stops beating,whenever I think of him...😳😳😳

aree yeh asar hai tumhari writting ka mujh par😛😛😛

kya karu..aaj control nahi ho pa raha hai😆

controle karna parega yaar,,...kya katrein..🤣

aaj tumhari update mein sirf aur sirf RAGHU hi dikhayi de raha hai☺️☺️

awww what a cute pic of raghu..

btw your update was mindblowing😊

take a bow girl...i'm speechless today👏

aww thank you..😳

Antara couldn't get any better friend than Shivani...who is making her understand the other side of raghu...😳😳😳

yup shivani's charecter is really like that... a really true friend of antara😃

awww...now raghu is stalking her😆

thats good atleast...he would be near her,whenever she gets in trouble😉😉😉

yes of course...😆

loved the way Raghu was searching for Antara during 'holika dahan'😳😳😳

and the heart of the update was the wishing message😆

"" eee misscall!! Niche ane ki takleef to madam ne ki naii to mere ko hi apna balance katwa ke massage karna para... niche atti to aamne saamne baat ho jata par janee dee... dil ki baat moo pe ho yaa phone ki connection se... baat to ek hi hain na... woo kya hain na... apun teere ko wooo... BARA WALA AUR HAPPY WALA HAPPY HOLI... Haan yahich kahena tha... pata hain tu too mere ko naii kahene wali abhi... par fikar not... Agle saal tu bhi apun ko kahegi aur woo bhi zoro se ek jhappi maar ke... Dekh lena...

Aur haan kaal aise andar bandh pari mat rahena... bahar aa ke full too maza lene ka... dekhna teri jo fifty watt wali smile aaj nikli hain na... kaal woo dhasso hundred watt wali niklegi... itni jhakass hasti hain to khulke hasa kar na... duniya se chupati kyun firti hain?

Aur mooh bandh kar apna... Machchar ghus jayega..."

ye msg to famous ho gayi...🤣

I loved it Riaaa.🤗🤗

now i'm waiting for holi with romantic moments😳

RIA don't break my heart and pls give some romance❤️❤️❤️

lol... but for romantic moments you have to wait for bit yaar... rantara have to go far before falling that hard for each other... but i assure you... romance is not too far😉u have to wait a bit for that😊

love ya..mwah 😆

Chapter 28

Antara was seating on the bed with blank eyes still looking at the odd massage send by raghu. why she was feeling good after getting that holi wish from him?! each and every word seemed directly penetrating through her heart and making it quicker than before. Antara closed the massage box with shaky hand and sighed heavily. Whom she was trying to fight? How much she tried, he managed to make her every effort wrong?! He got to know about her phone number on his own, he stalked inside her room at night time, he kept his eyes always on her, was there any way to avoid him?! she dug her head in between her knees in frustration. Raghu!! it seemed like he was owing her everything on those days slowly. Her mind was captured by only his thoughts, her heartbeat started to race whenever he was near, what else would he do?! Would he even capture her soul like that? She didn't want to let him get over on her every being. But she was helpless!! She was afraid that how long she could close the door of her heart from him because he was literally hitting in the doorstep with his every possible way and urging her to open up. He wanted to come inside her heart and claim his place. She didn't know how long she could resist his urge keeping stone in her heart and hurting her own in the whole process. The chaos from the outside was no longer could be heard. Antara's trance broke as she heard the noise of calling bell. Mama ji and mummy ji might have come back. antara came downstairs and opened the door. "saroj I always told you to keep your things safe. But you never listen to me!" Govind said in a quite miffed voice as both of them come inside. "arey, how could I know that it was dropped from my hand?! There were so much gathering around. Leave it na.. we got everything back. Problem solved." Saroj said in assurance. "hey what happened?!" antara was startled listening to their conversation. "don't ask me antara. ask your mummy ji. She didn't noticed that her purse was dropped in the crowd." Govind said with an irritated face. "what?!!" antara asked looking at the purse and mobile which were still in saroj's hand. "Yeah, I didn't notice actually. I was talking to others. But don't worry. Raghu brought my purse and mobile to me." Saroj said. "raghu?!!" antara asked in more confused tone. "Yes, I was talking to Shanti when suddenly raghu came to me and showed my purse and mobile to me. I was feeling like a fool. I didn't have my things and I was not at all aware about that." Saroj giggled. "Check your things at first without giggling. Who knows if there is something missing!" govind said. "don't worry! I have already checked. Everything's fine." Saroj assured and both of them got inside. Antara was still standing near the door silently. Something ticked in her mind. so that's how raghu got her mobile number! He must had found mummy's mobile and purse and he cchecked her mobile to find her mobile number. Even luck was with him! Otherwise, mummy's mobile could never reach to his hand and he wouldn't get her number. Antara sighed and closed the door.

After dinner, antara came back to her room. She wanted to fall asleep as soon as possible, not because she was exhausted, but if she remained awake for long she had to hear that tempting mouth organ tune which made her restless, made her cry each and every night. She felt like that tune was calling her, embracing her, caressing her and she hated that feeling. Raghu was literally dominating her life, her thought, her mind and heart unknowingly. She didn't want to show that he had that much affect on her. She had already spit about enough accidentally telling him about her likeness to him and if he came to know about her dominance and effect on her, then antara didn't know what he would do more. She crushed her head on the pillow which was feeling so heavy with her everyday's mental pressure. Every night before falling asleep, she thought that everything would be fine and would come back to normal on the new approaching day. Everything would be vanished like a nightmare and she could get her normal usual life back. She would smile again, cheerfully, heartily without any tension. But as she opened her eyes after the night ended and her day started seeing his face every day, her all hopes literally crushed hitting her badly. Antara tossed on the bed. She couldn't get peaceful sleep for so long. She was badly missing her mom. If she was there, then she would lie down resting her head on her lap and she would caress her hairs lovingly. She would surely get into peaceful sleep then. She was missing that warm tender touch of her mother on those days. She thought for so many times to call her and tell everything. She was the only one who could understand her properly, console her with her affection and tenderness. But she knew how much disturbed and sad she was after her father's death. She hide everything and stood strong just for her family. She didn't want her to trouble more with her problems. She was not a little girl anymore so she had to learn to deal with her problems on her own. She was remembering about her mother, ishan and her days in Kashmir. It was giving her comfort and slowly her mind was getting calm. Suddenly her mobile beeped again in massage tune breaking the train of her beautiful memories. She opened her eyes with a frown and took her mobile from the side of her pillow. She quickly opened the massage box without even checking the number. She read the massage which was containing only a single line but it was enough to take away her night's sleep again.

"wooo kya hain ki... pichle baar bata na bhool gaya tha... bole too... GOOD NIGHT... ANTARA!!!"

She almost felt like she heard him calling her name in his deep manly voice when she read the last word. She looked at the massage with wide blank eyes for a while. A lone tear escaped from her hazels and ran down her chicks. She shut her eyes and suddenly clutched the mobile phone on her chest and cried out her heart helplessly, letting out her all frustration, anger, sadness, bitterness with those warm drops. "kyun?!!... kyun aisa kar rahe ho?!!..." antara said in chocked voice, "kyun baar baar mere karreb ate ho... kyun apne pass hone ka ahesaas jata te ho?!... chubta hain mujhe ye sab... tumhara pyar, tumhari hamdardi...nahi chahiye mujhe kuch bhi... bhool jana chahti hoon main tumhari wazoot ko... fir bhi baar baar tum mujhe mazboor kar dete ho tumhare bareinmein soch ne ke liye... bhoolne nahi dete ho mujhe.. kyun?!! Kya tum samajhte nahin ki mujhe kitna dard hota hain in sab se?.. fir kyun meri mushkil aur bara rahe ho?!" She said in stumbled voice. Tears ran down her chicks and drench the cover of pillow under her. "kaise bhool jooon main ussey?! Kaise?!... itne dino se too koushis karte aa rahi hoon firbhi nahi bhool pati... Akhir ho kya raha hain mere sath... woo pass raheta hain too bhi asoon ate hain... door jata hoon to bhi chubhta hain... kya khel khel raha hain meri kismet mere sath?! Kyun baar baar har mor par ussey mere sath jurte jaa raha hain..." she asked confusingly. She didn't know to whom she asked her question. Might be to her own, cause she knew that no one could ever give the answer of those questions.

Her sleep broke due to the huge sound of item song which was being played on the microphone. Antara rubbed her eyes to clear her eyes to clear the view. Her head was feeling so heavy like a stone. Her face was swollen and dried tears were still there on the corner of her eyes and chicks. She didn't remember while she fell asleep crying last night. She was still clutching her mobile near her chest. she lifted the mobile and again it showed the sign of a new received massage. She again felt irritated. That guy had literally started to get into her nerves now. She didn't want to open and read that massage again but her curiosity bugged her, she opened the massage at last after so much hesitation and read that...

"Eee misscall... bole to GOOD MORNING!!... teri paheli holi hain apni basti mein... aur iss sahar mein bhi... Kash aaj apun sab se pahele tere ko rang laga sakta... aur tu mere ko rang lagati... khair jane de... apun ko pata hain ki tu abhi bhi mere se naraz hain... apun tere pass rahe ye tujhe acha naii lagta... tu fikar mat kar... apun tujhe zara sa bhi pareshan naii karega... bappa kasam... tere aas pass bhi naii bhatkega apun. Bas ho sake too... pure din mein ek baar apni ek jhalak dikha ti jana... yaar teri akhoon ka rang agar na pare too sab fika lage ga... bol itna to karegi na?"

Antara didn't know why she didn't feel disgusted or mad like before while reading the sms. Was she getting attached to his crazy behaviors to her? She should feel angry, disgusted but rather than she felt happy and content. His unusual way of wishing her was somehow cute and soothing. Hey wait wait!!! What was he thinking of him?! cute?!! Shut up antara!' she literally screamed on her mind and slapped herself inwardly. What happened to her?! she was thinking him cute, that rude, arrogant ragunath naik?!! arghhh!!! Whatever... she wouldn't let him spoil her day anymore. She jumped out of her bed. The huge sound of microphone cracked her head. "god!! They couldn't even leave us in early morning. And what a song!! Chewing gum chawake...!!!" her mode was totally spoiled listening to that song. However she went to a far corner of her room where the sound of microphone was a bit less. She at first called her momma and wished her happy hole. Ishan, noor appa all greeted her. they told her that they were missing her. she felt happy after talking to them and her cheerfulness and enthusiasm came back. she went downstairs to wish mama ji and mummy ji too.

The holi celebration had started in naik basti from very early morning. Whatever happened, the basti people never forgot to enjoy during festive season and holi was one of their special occasion. The whole street and houses were covered with colorful patches. It seemed like some unknown artist had colored the streets and houses with his huge color brush all over. The whole basti was decorated with colorful clothes, flowers. At a side there were stalls of famous sweets of mumbais and at a side there was the famous stall of Bhang where two people were busy in crushing the ingredients. Peoples had come out to the street and wishing each other happy holi. The whole environment of the basti was full of celebration and joy.

"arey ohh kakka... iss mein too kuch bhi naii tha... pura khali pani hain... iss baar aur bhi karwa banaooo..." machmach said loudly and kakka smiled. Raghu, machmach, pakiya, chotu all of them were gathered near the stall of bhang wali lassi. All of their faces and dresses were full of colors. Raghu and machmach had already finished two big glasses of lassi. "ee machmach aur piya mat kar yaar... sar chakkar kha jayega..." raghu said in a bit stumbled voice. "bhaiii!!!... ajj to mere ko bhang wali lassi pine se koi naii rok sakta... Pooch kyun?!!" mm said. both of their voice were stumbling a bit due to the effect of bhang. "arey bata naa.. kayeko itna bhao kha raha hain?!!" raghu asked. "bhai... apun ko fulwati ne kahan ki agar aaj apun das bis glass bhang maar ke bhi sidha khara rahein too woo apunko deefinately ekkk pappi maregi..." MM said. "arey ye to aaj gaya kaam se..." raghu said. "arey apni chor... teri wali ka kya halat hain?!..." MM asked with a toothy grin. "arey kya kahoon yaar... lagta hain abhitak madam ne apun ki complication(application) naii para..." He said with a grin. "bhi woo complication naii... sayad... Application hota hain... khiar chor... Fikar not... job hi ho, kabtak door bhagti rahegi yeri... Kabhi naa kabhi too bahar anna hi hoga..." MM said with enthusiasm. "bhai ye lo apna glass..." kakka handed over two glasses of lassi to raghu and machmach. "chal bhai... apne apne yeri o ke naam... cheersss..." MM said and then both of them started to drink and finished it within a breath. a huge sound of dhakar came out from machmach's mouth as he finished and all of them laughed heavily.

Antara came out from the house to go for temple. Mama and mummy had already left to mama ji's friend's house for holi celebration. She was wearing a fine orange yellow dress with light embroidery on it's body. Two jhumka's were as usual dangling from her earlobes. She looked so fresh and divine in warm morning light. As she came out, she was enthralled by the environment of celebration. They also celebrated holi in Kashmir but not with that much granger. Only the pinching thing was loud item song on the loudspeaker which was literally eating her brain. Couldn't they found a suitable song for today?! Argh!! She controlled her ager as she saw some ladies of basti were coming towards her with smiling face. they all were mumy's known people. "holi mubrak ho antara..." an elderly woman said. "aal ko bhi savitri aunty.." antara bend down to touch her feet. "arey arey..naii..." she lifted her up and hugged her. antara hugged her too. "bahut pyari lag rahi ho.. kisi ki nazar na lage..." Savitri said caressing her smiling face. "aur haan ruk..." savitri aunty took some dust color of red from her plate and placed it on antara's chick. "bappa kare ki iss holi teri zindagi rang o se bhar jayein..." she wished. "aap ka bhi.,.." antara also put color on savitri aunty's chick. Then other women also greeted her and hugged her. she also hugged them with a smile. she was feeling happy and pleasant by their warm wishes.

Machmach was the one who saw antara standing near her door step and talking to the women of basti. Raghu was busy in finishing other glass. "bhai udhar dekh... aa gayi teri wali..." MM said with a grin. "kidhar be??!!" he quickly moved his gaze towards antara's house and he saw her too. The women were leaving her saying good bye and she was also greeting them. His eyes immediately got stuck to her. so at last she listen to him. She came out of her boundary. That yellow color looked perfect on her and it was the first time he saw her in saree and it was hugging her perfectly curved figure with perfection. Her face looked magnificent qand that slight chink of red color on her face looked so cute. A slight smile escaped from her lips and her eyes became dreamy savoring the divine pure beauty in front of her. antara came down in the street catching her saree and fixing her pallu. Raghu's eyes followed her every rhythmic move. Suddenly she stood abruptly. Her eyes widened bit and her lips parted letting out a gasp. Raghu understood that she had felt something, might be his presence. It also amused him that not only him but antara could also feel him when they were near to each other. After some moment assuring his doubt antara's head moved directly toward his direction and their eyes met at last. His mild smile and the pleasant expression in her eyes enhanced more. She was looking at him with her big innocent hazels giving his heart so many unknown feelings. He saw her uneasiness when his intense eyes moved from her head to toe shavoring each and every inch of her beauty. He saw her eyelids drop instantly in reaction at that moment and her chicks also seemed flushed a bit. His smile instantly changed into smirk. His activities do affect her!! He knew that very well and he got conformation on that time. Antara lifted her eyes and looked her a clam, composed, hard look and slowly turned back to move on her way. raghu's eyes followed her till she could she her last trace. "kyun bhai... ho gayi manzoor teri complication ya application job hi tu bole..." MM said with stumbled voice. He didn't said anything and continued to amile looking on her way.

Antara joined her hand looking to the idol of ganesh ji. "ganesh ji..." she prayed. "paheli baar main hooli mein apne pariwar se door hoon... unhe khoos rakhna.. aur haan.. pappa to ab aap ke pass hain na?! meri taraf se unhe holi ki subhkamnayein de dijiye ga... unhe kahiyega ki jald hi humare life mein sab thik kar de... aur hum unhe bahut yaad karte hain..." she finished her prayer and closed her eyes. "antara bitiya ye lo..." bare pandit ji came and gave her Prasad. Antara took it with a smile. not just her, so many people from basti had come for pooja in that nearby ganesh temple of naik basti. "arey pamdit ji.. chote pandit ji kahan hain?!! woo dikhayi nahi de rahe hain.." one woman asked. "arey puchiye mat... humein to dar hain ki aaj wo ghar se bahar bhi niklengey ya nahin.. raghu aur machmach ne iss saal bhi kaha n hain unhe rang ke gamle mein dubayengey agar bahar nikle too.." pandit ji said and laughed. All of them joined him except antara. she was in thought. So raghu was not only famous for his brutal works, he could also be funny and naughtier at times. he had so many shades in his character, really a complicated person he is.

"deva re deva... aaj hi dharampatni ji ko mannat mangni thi... Ab dharampatni ka adesh kaun taal sakta hain,... chalo beta..." chota panditji of ganesh temple came out from his house in cautious steps. He knew raghu, machmach all of them were waiting for him outside. He still remembered how all of them made him took bath on the huge water tub full of colors, cow pat and kerosene last year. He still could smell the stinky smell from his kurta. He saw raghu and his gangs busy in chilling out with bhang ki lassi. "kaat le beta..." chota pandit ji said. he tiptoed to the street but alas pakiya saw him. "arey bhai dekho... chota pandit ji bhag rahe hain..." pakiya screamed. All of them turned towards chota pandit jis' colorless face. "aila bhago..." chota pandit ji said and rushed holding his kacha. "avey dekh kya rahe ho... pakro pandit ko... Aaj to apne basti ke sare huye talaw mein nahelayengey unhe.." raghu said and all of them rushed behind him in unison. Chota pandit ji ran for his life but couldn't escape them. just at the doorstep of temple they all caught them and stood there blocking his way. "kyun be pandit kidhar bhag rahga tha?!" raghu asked standing in front of him with a frown. "arey raghubhai,bappa kasam.iss waqt jane do. Puja karke atta hoon fir mere sath job hi karna hain kar lena.." pandit ji urged. "ee pandit mere ko ullo banata haan?! Apun ko pata hain tu pooja kar ke kalti maar lega... aaj too tere thobre ko aise saf sutra rakh ke apun tere ko bappa ke saamne kaise jane de haan?!.. apna bhi koi naam hain ki naii... ee rang laon idhar..." raghu told to his men. All of them started to scratch their head. "bhai woo... rang to aoun bhool hi gaya..." MM said. "S**a karte kya hoo... Bhang ke chakkar mein rang bhool gaye..." raghu said in irritation. "kya karein bhai tune kahan bhagne ko to hum sab bhagne lage... ab rang ke barein mein bhi yaad dilana chahiye tha na.." MM said. raghu chuckled in irritation and looked here and there. His eyes fell on the little shed at side where flowers, candles, modaks and other ingredients of puja was available. He observed the thali on kept at the front containing a big amount of sindur. "machmach udhar dekh...mil gaya tor" He indicated towards the thali of sindoor. "arey bhai woo rang naii sindoor hain... wohich ek chutki sindoor jiska kimat rameshbabu nahi jaan ta hain... joo suhagano ke sir ka taz hain.. aur pata nahi kya kya hain..." MM scratched his head. "arey tu bandh kar apna filmy dialogue. Jo bhi ho... woo ek chutki sindoor... hain too rang hi.. too.." raghu indicated with his eyes. Pakiya and chotu caught pandit ji tightly and rest of them rushed towards the shop. Raghu machmach all of them emptied the thali taking sindoor on their hand and the shopkeeper sat there all startled. "abey bacchao..." at the last moment chota pandit ji managed to escape from pakiya and chotu's grip and rushed upstairs to the tample premised for his life. "abey pakro..." Pakiya and chotu rushed. All of them followed pandit upstairs and raghu was at the front. Pandit ji had just reached at the shade of temple and raghu was behind him. raghu took the opportunity and threw all sindoor on his grip aiming his face but at the last moment chota pandit ji tried to slid at side all safe and all the sindoor of his hand fell filling up hairs and forehead of the girl standing at chota pandit's behind facing her back to raghu and praying to god with her full concentration without noticing to the fact that what was going around. As soon as raghu's eyes caught the yellow saree of that girl, he understood who she was even without looking at her face.

Antara rang the bell and closed her eyes joining her hand and prayed to god. It was getting late and her mama ji told him to go back quickly as soon as possible. She was standing at the edge of shade of temple near the steps going downward out of temple. She thought to pray for last time before leaving the temple. She joined her hand and closed her eyes. She heard some huge chaos approaching from back but she was not concentrating on them. Her whole concentration was on her prayer. When suddenly she felt something spread on her forehead and hairs. She opened her eyes and looked at the surrounding all startled. She saw all the persons present at the temple premises were looking at her with stunned eyes. she touched her forehead confusingly and brought her palm near her eyes. she saw some red dust color on her hand. But then she realized that it was not color, it was sindoor. Her eyes widened in fear and she looked back to get the uttermost shock of her life. she saw raghu standing behind her looking directly at her forehead and mang filled with sindoor and looking at his hand antara understood that the sindoor had come directly from his hand. Blood dropped from her face. She continued to look at him with frozen, wide, blank eyes, trying to understand the situation that what actually happened. But before she could detect anything an woman from the crowd said in sharp voice. "DEVA RE DEVA.. YE KYA?!! BAPPA KE SAMNE LARKI KA MANG BHAR DIYA LARKE NE... YE LOG TO PATI PATNI BAN GAYE... PURI ZINDAGI KE LIYE..." she said with wide wondering eyes keeping her hand on her chick. That was the last thing needed for antara to reach at breaking point. Suddenly she felt the whole world had started to fade in front of her eyes. she felt dizzy. All colors, all joyous scream of people, microphone seemed to be going far away from her eyes. she felt like she was drowning inside a deep endless dark pit. Before she collapsed on the ground she rushed out of the temple premises gathering her last ounce of strength and ran downstairs followed by all of their startled eyes.

Ps:guyzz I know ki iss long crap ke baad sab mereko joota jharu aur chappal se pitne wale hain.🤢 sorry guyzz par mere se iss sey chota nahi likha jata ye chaoter. 9 pages ke chap ko scrap kar ke 6 pages mein adjust kiya. Aur iss sey chota nahi hota😭... Koi baat nahin.. ane do chappal jharoo anda tomato sab kooo.. I am ready to face them..

Le ishu teri ek demand to puri ho gayi...😆 I know ki tu bhi mere ko solid chappal marne wali hain inn sab ke liye... pata hain tho9ra filmy ho gaya... Par mere dimag mein pata nahi aaj kaal filmy ideas kyun ghoomte hain..🤪

Sorry for the emotional atyachar of this long crap.😭🤢