FKG-Creative Jodi Contest-Result pg1063 - Page 654

Originally posted by: mans76us

nahi kuch galat nahi ...juz asked 😊

aisa hii bro
adat ho jai gee na
aman ke sath muskan ki jodi banane ki😉

Guys let me give small preview of Sameer's entry/movie....
So hai kisise Pyar to karlo Ikraar ...Pyar me ho kinti bhi takraar phir bhi pyar akhir hai pyar ...
gar kar de wo inkar phir bhi na mano har who knows uske inkar me bhi ho pyar ...
o here is our own Sameer came up with amazing version of Ikraar Inkar Takraar and Pyar ..so check out how Aman is in love with muskan and how muskan is testing Aman's love but finally Love is a winner and thats the beauty of Sameer's stroy

All the best Sameer for final round
mans
😊

Originally posted by: Ejaz4eva

muskaan and aman yani ki sameer aur saher... 😆

Good story sameer!!! 👏

thnkx sonali
or sameer or saher nhe
aman or muskan
sirf film tuk ok 😆

Originally posted by: Ejaz4eva

LOL, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm 😉

BRB in 10 minutez!😆

no mmmmmmmmmm😆

ok😛

Originally posted by: mans76us

hey ammara and sameer ...was lil busy guys ...yday went for x-mas party so came late in night ...anyway hows everything in fkg and movie thread😊

ok mans bro.but itna khayal rakhna perta hai mujhay is thread ka u know..khair chalo koi baat nahi 😃

Originally posted by: lucky_rose

ok mans bro.but itna khayal rakhna perta hai mujhay is thread ka u know..khair chalo koi baat nahi 😃

I know u guys gonna take care of FKG very well thats why I am so relaxed ....thank u all guys 😊

Originally posted by: sunenahari

Ek Ajnabi - Love can be dangerous.

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. I decided to start work on one of the other projects. We had received lots of letters complaining about the drug trafficking going on in the city. many youths were falling prey to drugs. i started my research on this and made some phone calls to police etc to get a little know how. Apparebtly a man called Rahul was behind all this. Things were making progress. it was a dangerous job n i had to be careful.

One day on way to meet some friends at disco my car brokedown 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?" . 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 declined again n left. i kept staring at the doorway for a while. on seconds thoughts it was good he didnt came in, my place was filthy.

i didnt hear from him again. but his thoughts kept creeping up in my mind. Dilip was back at work. i told him a bit about Drugdealing scandal. I didnt want him to take all the credit for this again. Meanwhile, i had managed to befriend a zilted exlover of Rahul who gave me details of his dealings. She told me about a dealing which was going to happen soon. Our team came up with a plan to expose him.

So on the day, I dressed up as a waiteress. i had plenty of hidden camera devices in form of purse, sunglasses, they had put one in the tray as well. Genius my team members are. Things were going as planned n my team was ready with a back up. the opposite party arrived n so did rahul with his gang. i was trembling with excitement. But then i saw him, the stranger who i fell in love with was part of rahul's gang. i cudnt believe my eyes. i think he saw me as well, may be not. i was shattered.

the mission was a success but i was not feeling that good. i had managed to get some good videos of the drug dealing. i thanked my team. it was serious mission of national importance, i cud not let my attraction for this stranger ruin everything. Dilip was not such a bad person after all, maybe he was selfish n egotist but atleast he was not a gangster. i decided to show dilip the video.

i was getting dressed up for work the next day. There was a knock on the door. i wondered who it was. i looked through the peephole. it was the stranger. OMG, i panicked. i rushed for my videos n trying to look for keys for the backdoor. but front door broke n stranger came rushing towards me. S: stop. dont move. i stopped n stood there like a statue.

"before u do anything listen to me. i need your help. i saw u yesterday at Rahul's place with a hidden camera. i know you have recorded that particular dealing. if it gets to police it will help in getting rahul in prison. My name Amit and I am an undercover agent working for police." He went on to explain how he had been following rahul's gang n how my evidence cud help. i went all to police station n gave them the videotapes, but only after i had made a copy.

Rahul was arrested and my name was all over the newspaper. Dilip was so jealous, he would not even talk to me. My team had a big celebration party n I invited Amit as well. After all had left, Amit took my hand and

got down on his knee and said "Su, since our first meeting, I cant stop thinking about u. I have never felt this way about anyone, n I haven't met anyone as beautiful n as brave as u. will u marry me?" And he produced a beautiful ring out of his pocket. Well, i said yes n the rest is history.

We are happily married now. Well dilip is still running his company. He took the news better than I had thought, as if his love for me was not as important a thing after all. I never got any thanks from him for all the hard work i put in his firm. so i started my own web based newsgroup. The name plate on our door reads:

Su The investigative journalist

and Amit Superintendent of police.

I have changed n edited my story. this is the new version. the previous one was very similar to Ajit n Raj one i did on third round. this one is superb enjoy it.👍🏼

Originally posted by: mans76us

Guys let me give small preview of Sameer's entry/movie....
So hai kisise Pyar to karlo Ikraar ...Pyar me ho kinti bhi takraar phir bhi pyar akhir hai pyar ...
gar kar de wo inkar phir bhi na mano har who knows uske inkar me bhi ho pyar ...
o here is our own Sameer came up with amazing version of Ikraar Inkar Takraar and Pyar ..so check out how Aman is in love with muskan and how muskan is testing Aman's love but finally Love is a winner and thats the beauty of Sameer's stroy

All the best Sameer for final round
mans

😊

😉 ooo thnkx mans

Originally posted by: mans76us

I know u guys gonna take care of FKG very well thats why I am so relaxed ....thank u all guys 😊

thankx alot mans bro yeh humara farz hai😉