RANTARA FF - Difficulties Faced in love ch-1 part-12 pg 12 - Page 2

Originally posted by: shivika838

Thanks all 4 encouraging and supporting me , Ch - 1 tomorrow dat is Thursday 4 sure 😊

Hey hi everyone ,Firstly very very sorry 4 d delay. today i'm there wid my 1st ch of my FF- Difficulties faced in Love , I want 2 tell dat ch -1 of my FF is very long so I've divided into parts 😊 here's d part -1 , happy reading😃😛

Chapter - 1 Love Express (Varanasi To Delhi )

Part - 1

God does things in style and it is possible dat he even cracks a laugh when he succeeds in his intentions of getting us perplexed . I really feel if god decides 2 build a career in film making, he will surely bag d prestigious Oscars at least 4 d best script category or best story. If no one else, den I wud be d one 2 testify dis farsightedness. In my case i'm sure he was making a film in which I played d lead role. B'coz of a mentally sick friend Raghu had failed 2 board his train and now he was going 2 catch a train 2 Delhi two days later.

Again Raghu tugged d bag on his shoulders, touched his grandmother's feet and hugged her. Raghu left; Machmach had one 2 d doctor' 4 his injuries so dis time he was not wid me. Raghu's ticket wasn't confirmed but it was almost certain dat it wud fetch a seat 4 a comfortable journey. He reached d station ,dis time well before time. The whole platform was chocked wid passengers; he kind of struggle 2 move. There were all kind of noises, of cooing babies, of aunties telling their husbands about their neighborhood's new car, sofa , and other things, old people who mostly discussed their medical and of course kids who disturbed d elderly in everything . Among so many people Raghu stood wid his ears blocked in wid earphones and he enjoyed Enrique Iglesias. The train arrived at a low speed after someone made a lousy announcement. He hve always wondered why Indian railways can't hve decent speaking people 2 make d announcements in a proper way. Leave alone English ,dey even mess up wid hindi. Raghu lifted my slightly heavy bag and when I thought about my coach, he realized hsi ticket had not been confirmed and he hadn't even bothered 2 check its confirmation status. For a couple of minutes he looked here and there, suddenly my eyes caught sight of a man wid a black coat. Raghu scurried towards him and tried 2 enquire about his coach and seat number.He gave him a dirty look. Not dat d fault was Raghu's, his attire made him 2 be a TC. On asking a supposedly sane passenger who stood near Raghu he came 2 know about a certain kind of board where tickets confirmation details were displayed . The next minute his eyes caught sight of a few people who alternated between looking at their tickets and a big wall- like board covered wid thin sheets. He rushed towards dem and tried 2 make my way 2 d board by pushing a few people. He simply murmured my coach and seat number 2 make sure He remembered it at least till I reached his seat. Raghu tugged his bag wid his hand and turned back finally 2 head towards d train. As soon as he turned back, he found a moon-faced gir standing right in front of my eyes. She looked stunningly beautiful. She was a known face. She was Antara. They were togeder in school 4 a few years. As far as he remembered, Raghu had just 2 short conversations wid her during times of grp activity or some such thing. She was d prettiest girl around in our school, sizzling and ravishing. And all d creatures In our school wid testosterone had d hots 4 her. He liked her 2 . But he never felt any kind of urge 2 see her during lunch breaks while she talked 2 her friends in a grp or during prayers when she solemnly prayed wid folded hands. If love was sme sort of electricity , his heart was very much poor conductor in d language of science. The guy who sat next 2 Raghu in class was getting sleepless nights and he advised him 2 start using a mosquito net or an electronic mosquito killer as raghu was sure his problem was a room full of mosquitoes. He looked at him in anger and said " Dude ,I am in love."Another friend of his had gone completely insane he had started wasting more if his pocket money on cards and chocolates. One day he tried 2 make him realize dat he had already got himself ripped off badly and now was d time 2 stop. But d next day he spent on costlier cards and chocolates. I was surely not one of those who sat at d first bench and listened 2 every word dat spilled out of d teacher's mouth. Even I had crushes and used 2 be a popular guy among girls. But love is an out of dis world feeling; I had never felt it. Raghu always thought it was something frivolous. Shahjahan must hve liked Mumtaz, felt like going out on a date wid her planned marrying her and having babies. But hang on; he was a freak 2 get a wonder built 4 her. Wat wud he been d condition of his heart wen e decided 2 build d Taj Mahal 4 Mumtaz? Cud his feelings be ever grasped? Let me answer , not until u fall in love. Antara was looking at raghu wid her brown sparkling yes. The last time he had seen her flawlessly beautiful face was a year ago. Raghu was holidaying in Varanasi; a friend has organized a small get-togeder of old classmates at a ghatside garden restaurant. Antara had made a appearance 2. He still remember how serene her pretty face had appeared 2 me. She was dressed in black dat complimented her spotless white complexion. Raghu had found her amazingly gorgeous wen we had sailed on a boat in d ganges. She had sat rite next 2 raghu in d wooden boatand he had fixed his gaze on her. And here she was,in front of my eyes, wid d same divine beauty.

"antara!" raghu fumbled

"raghu? U were here in Varanasi?"

"yeah I came here last week 2 enjoy my vacation and today I'm going bck. And u ? d last word came out of raghu's mouthwid much curiosity.

"my brother works in delhi and I visit him every month." She articulated. raghu noticed her eyes blinked wid d same pace as she spoke. Abruptly , antara checked d silver watch on her hand and said," let's hurry, d train is about 2 depart."

"Wat's ur coach number?" antara enquired

"AS 1," raghu mumbled

" now dat's d pinnacle of coincidence. U r going 2 share ur coach wid me."

"That's gr8!" raghu said.

"That maens u will hve 2 bear wid some disturbance." Antara said wid laughter while dey boarded d train. They both laughed. Raghu's mind was full of thoughts. He thought about all his past journey by train and concluded he barely had such an amazing fluke before. Rather all his past train experiences had been ordeals. As soon as they got inside d train, antara stopped near a lady who raghu thought was perfectly fit 4 a role in Ekta Kapoor's daily soap. Her face was composed and immobile. Raghu stood astounded 4 a few seconds wen he found himself being introduced by antara. "raghu , my school friend." She whispered and raghu scrambled out of his perplexed state as he realized d lady was antara's mother ( geeta kaul ). Raghu was taken by gr8 surprise wen she introduced him as a friend. It was a false introduction 4 sure; they had never been close enough 2 be called friends'. Her mother kept a neutral expression while antara introduced me.

Ok guys , this is d part-1 of ch-1 of my FF, plz share ur reviews.

Thanks ! 😛

Nice update 👍🏼
so rantara know each other from school days 😃
raghu do noticed tht she is pretty nd beautiful nd liked her too
they r traveling in same coach
antu introduced him as a friend 😊
waiting to read more
do continue soon
thnx for pm 😛

shivika ru serious...really ur writing fr frst time
i cnt believe fr me it ws bang on...really lovely..
i loved it..specially dat mosquito n bad conductor wali lines too coool
really nuce dat rantara knw each other..n well waitibg fr nxt part..
update soon n thanjs fr d frst part updation..hugsss

wow shivika this was great yaar

Lovely shivika !! Waiting for more updates...

bang on start it was...