FKG-Creative Jodi Contest-Result pg1063 - Page 650

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Originally posted by: sunenahari

Ek ajnabi: Come fall in love.

I decided to run away from my home. Being born into a wealthy family, all my wishes had always have been fulfilled. I was a pampered child n had always got what I dreamt of. So u must be wondering y I ran away. I'll tell u in brief- I was fascinated by all investigative stories filling up our newspapers n television n wanted to be a part of it. I wanted to be a Su, the investigation journalist. My parents on other hand wanted me to marry me to some rich NRI businessman. They had allowed me to study at India's best institute of Journalism; but were in no mood to take it any further. So an independent minded girl has to do, what she has to do. Isn't it? Don't u agree. Its 21^st century after all.

Well, I soon realized that life away from home was not easy. I somehow managed with help from some friends. I had a good CV so I managed to get a job at Today's point newspaper and website service run by a famous Mr Dilip Singh. But my enthusiasm was soon to fade, as I kept waiting for that all-important story to be given it to me. Instead I was given stuff, which didn't even find a mention in the paper or on the net.

Frustrated I decide to confront Mr Singh himself, I didn't want to waste my life like that. So one day, I charged into his office. I was dumbstruck when I reached his office. Well u see, he was nothing like I had imagined 50-year-old balding man. On the contrary, he was very 30 odd handsome young man. I had rehearsed in front of mirror all my complaints. But cat took my tongue n I jus stood there like a statue. How can I help u? he said. Well with great effort I introduced myself n told him that I needed a bit of challenge now as I had been working with his firm for quite some time now.

I couldnt sleep that night. I was so happy. Dilip had offered me to work on a project along side him. He had given me some files to work on but I could hardly concentrate. Yes yes u are correct, it was love at first sight. I couldnt stop thinking about him, the way he talked, the way he smiled, his dark deep eyes, n his infectious laughter.

The coming days I worked hard on the project. I often used to go on for coffee and dinner with Dilip. I think he loved me as well. He always complemented me on something or other. He was always dressed perfectly and never lost his temper, despite my glitches. One day he asked me out to a dinner. The project was near its climax n soon we would be ready to unveil to the world the scandal of the year. Anyway, we had a great meal n later on unexpectedly he proposed to me. I was surprised, it was dream come true n I said yes. He kissed me hand. So cute.

Well the big day when our report was to be published in the paper n on the net came soon. It was scandal of the year n I was proud of my part in it. They were talking about it all over the country. But as I scanned the article, I could not find a single mention of my name. Hurriedly I looked on website, nothing there as well. No credit at all. All the hardwork, toil, effort I put in this project and not a word of thanks to me. Ofcourse, Dilip was too busy giving interviews on all TV channels. He had no time for me. I was fuming with anger. I was heartbroken and cried for days.

But I am not a girl, who can cry for these stupid men for long. So I called all my friends n decided to meet them at a disco. I got late getting ready for disco n to make things worse my car had a breakdown on a highway. I panicked. God! What am I gonna do now? It was getting dark. My mobile was not picking up the network. Suddenly I heard a tap at my window. I saw a handsome stranger standing, "Are u ok, maam?" he had a foreign accent. For some unknown reason, I jus cud not take my eyes off him. "Are u ok?" he said again. I realized that I had been admiring him unashamedly and blushed instantly. I slowly explained to him the whole situation. He offered me a lift which I gladly accepted. The whole journey my cheeks were red with embarrassment n I hardly exchanged any words with this stranger.

On arrival at disco, "I'll make sure your friends are here, before I leave." Oh, u don'T have to," I said. But he didn't listen, n we went in. I couldnt find any of my friends there. "Come on, I'll buy u a drink, while we are waiting," he said. I felt so drawn towards him, I could not refuse him. The music was excellent and dance floor was inviting. After a drink, I was finding it hard not to move with the music. Come on, lets hit the dance floor," he said with such a mischievous smile. He was a very good dancer, n I started to relax in his company. Soon music changed to soft romantic number, n all the couples cheered. "Lets get off." he said. What a perfect gentlemen I thought. He got me another drink, by then my friends turned up. He left soon, but with a promise that he'll get my car fixed and delivered to my place.

I kept thinking about him later on. I had even forgot to ask his name. My friends didnt stop me teasing. Next day at office Dilip hadnt turned up, must be busy giving interviews somewhere. There wasnt much work to do anyway. I returned home early. Soon somebody was at the door. It was neighbour with a bouquet of flowers; she said somebody left for me. I read the note. It said 'keep smiling. Your car will reach u this evening.' The roses were beautiful, I kept looking at them.

There was another knock at the door. I rushed but paused, I checked the mirror for my appearance. I opened the door. Yes, it was him, looking more handsome than yesterday. The smell of his cologne filled my senses.

Him: Your car keys maam.

Me: Thank u very much. Please come in for a cup of coffee.

H: oh I possibly couldnt. It's not appropriate.

M: oh please do. I blurted

Well, he didnt agree, but suggested, he take me out for dinner instead. I agreed on one condition, that I would pay.Before he left I asked his name, it was a bit awkward. It is rahul, he said.

I started dressing up. In a way I was glad, he didnt come in. My place was filthy. I put on my best dress and shoes. Rahul was on time. On the way to restaurant he told me about himself. He was from London; n was here for family visit. He told me all about his family. I was busy blushing n could manage a few words only. The restaurant was really fancy. I wondered how I would pay for the dinner. Rahul ordered a full seven-course meal for us. There was lovely music playing in the background. He asked me about my family and me over the meal. The waiter brought a lovely cake with a I love u written on it in after the meal. Rahul got down on his knee and said "Su, since our first meeting yesterday, I cant stop thinking about u. I have never felt this way about anyone, n I havent met anyone as beautiful n as charming as u. I know it is a bit rushed, but I dont want to lose u to anyone. Please accept my proposal." And he produced a simple ring out of his pocket.

I couldnt think anything. It was unbelievable. Part of me wanted to run away from there. But he had definitely touched my heart coz I found myself saying, "Yes." We went to the dance floor and slowly danced to music. I was in a trance. I had not known him long, but it felt that I had known him for ages. He dropped me home.

I was so happy; I called up home immediately to tell them about Rahul. They were anyway glad to hear my voice. Things moved very swiftly after that. Rahul met my parents. It turned out he was the same guy my parents were trying to fix me up with. I believe we were somehow destined to be together. We were made for each other. I resigned from my job. Dilip took the news better than I had thought, as if his love for me was not as important a thing at all. I never got any thanks from him for all the hard work. Rahul reassured me that I would one day a better investigative journalist than Dilip. And I am sure if Rahul is by my side I sure will.😃

Originally posted by: sunenahari

ITNI jaldi padh bhi li. 😳

Originally posted by: Indian Pyaar

heyy everyone...did anyone post their story yet? 😛

Originally posted by: Indian Pyaar

what pgs r they on?😛

first i have to pick ma theam😳....maybe tom

Originally posted by: Indian Pyaar

no😳

Originally posted by: lucky_rose

swetha sunena ki story kon se page per.us ne kab post ki 😳 hai

Originally posted by: Indian Pyaar

suuu amd sameer grrreat story 😛