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hi all
dis is anshu
well i was out of town for some days so i could nt update click
bt i will update it by dis weekend
love
anshu
2D.
[ridhi]its half past 8 nd he is not here. Who he? well armaan ofcourse. Its typical of him to be late, even den he used 2 make me wait, instead of me making him wait. I mean gals r supposed to take time to dress up nd guys r supposed to play gentleman. Bt nothing like dat wen it comes to armaan. Ding…dong…ding…dong…abt time 2.
"coming…"
ding…dong…ding…dong…ding…dong…typically armaan as impatient as ever. How can a gal suppose 2 run wid 3 inches of heels? Bt would mr. Boss arrogance personified understand dat? Never.
"coming…" whoosh………oh god almighty how m I supposed to resist him, in dat midnight black armaani suit, wid a crisp white shirt nd a silk black tie on, dat reminds me of d black silk sheets in my bedroom nd dose handmade italian shoes, he is all dat can be tall, nt dark nd hansome. More dan handsome, gorgeous, like greek god. D suit fit him as if it were made for him, which probably is true. Bt wait can armaani suits b tailor made for him. Stop it ridhi. Stop gawking or he will notice.
"done checking me out. Now can we get on move." He did notice after all ne1 would, stop behaving like a teenager nd move on as he said. Was it a cryptic statement? Nd now he is smiling, oh dat so sexy smile, mind fuzzing, making my legs jelly smile, get a grip ridhi, he is human after all nd so r u. bt u r nt susceptible 2 dat smile nt nemore. Or r u?
"yup sure. Where r we headed 2?"
"I did tell u dat ridhi…" ridhi, he called me ridhi, d name he gave me wen we were working together in day nd… in night.
"sir, u did tell me abt certain charity ball, bt where u didn't."
"u will know soon enough." Wid dat he opened his car's passenger door like a perfect gentleman. Wid me settled, he came in nd started d engine.
"pull on d seat belt ms. Gupta. U know d basics atleast." So now I m ms.gupta again. Nd how dare he suggest I dunno d rules, I m strict believer of following rules or atleast I m now.
"yes sir." I was going 2 say aye aye sir, bt he would nt have found it funny, nd wen I would have laughed he would have compelled 2 stop me, nd I don't like d way he did dat back den, wid mind numbing, dere is much more kisses. Bt now he seemed satisfied wid my response, nd y did I feel a little twinge of sumthing like regret. Surely after all these years I don't want him 2 kiss me. D music dats swirling aroung is sumthing soft wid sweet melody nd heart warming lyrics, abt sum1 who had loved nd lost. Is it a signal 2. y m I finding everything cryptic today.
Finally after d drolling silence wid heart warming music in background we r here, wherever it is after 20 full minutes. U must b thinking how m I nt familiar wid d place. I m new 2 dis city, very new jst shifted here.
[armaan] torture sheer absolute torture, dat black cocktail figure hugging knee length dress left very little to imagine. Wid d silk fabric clinging to her every curve, nd dose stilettos, wen did she start wearing such things. She was a typical faded denim nd T gal back all dose years ago. Bt now dere is nothing typical abt her. Sure I asked her to buy sumthing suitable to wear, bt it was nt dis definitely nt dis. Bt dose damned glasses r still on, y do she hide her so beautiful eyes. Well do not go dere armaan, or u will drown nd dis time u will nt b rescued. Nd dose long silky hair r up on her head in a certain up do wid rare tendrils swirling on her neck. Been dere done dat, learned a lesson, never will repeat dat mistake again. Wen will Angad nd krips arrive, I jst cannot leave her on her own. Every male in her vicinity want her to be on his arm, nd wid ridhi u can never tell wat will happen next. Nd here is mr. Gupta.
"ridhi come along." Damn it, a cool night, ball in progress does dis 2 a perfectly in control guy. He forgets whom he is talking 2, nd shows his vulnerability as is certain ridhi did. From what I can say from her shocked expression nd colourless face. It has been 6 yrs since I called her dat. Bt in my mind she was, is , nd will always b ridhi.
She is getting gud at masking emotions. She walked alongside me as though nothing unsual has happened. ne1 who was nt watching her closely could nt read her expression bt he can, nd wat puzzled him was d hurt visible in her midnight black eyes, nd dat arrogant set of her chin. She is a contradiction. Dat hurt nd arrogance both tell a different story. Her eyes tells him dat he mattered to her more den she wud like ne1 to know yet he knew better, nd dat arrogant set chin implied she was upto nething he wud throw at her. Her vulnerability wid a strenghth dat was nt dere years ago made her more captivative. She was like n exotic species dat can b seen bt cannot b touched. So wat has changed. Everything now d tables have reversed nd he was in d postion of power.
"mr malik."
"mr gupta."
"excuse me gentlemen." I let her walk away bcoz I hav seen Angad nd krips strolling dis way nd I m sure Angad will nt let her out of sight as if I will.
[ridhi]ridhi…ridhi…after all dose years of being strangers. He called me ridhi, the name given by him, which only him nd our closest frnds could use. Dere was lot of things going on in my mind dat is y I didn't c Angad nd krips closing in.
"ms. Gupta…" krips my once best friend calling me ms gupta. Well everything has changed so y nt dis. She has changed 2, now she is nt a 20 or so years old gal she is woman. A much loved, cherished woman by d way Angad is looking towards her. If she felt a pang of remorse she ignored it, becoz d hurt of being formal wid krips was much more den dat.
"mr. Khanna…ms malik…"
"mrs. Khanna…mrs Angad khanna."
"after so long."
"definitely…6 years 2 be precise."
"yes 6 years…" 6 long lonely years filled wid struggle, nd pain at d losses which I suffered, some of dem my own doing nd others fate's doing.
"so how hav u been? Happy I guess…which u were nt 6 years ago I guess or were u?" well dat is certainly true, I was happy. Indeed dat was d happiest time of my life. Bt every gud thing has 2 end wid a certain bang dat leaves u totally unguarded nd at most vulnerable…sumthings never change…
"Angad…krips…" Armaan…d easy comradie between angad nd armaan was palpably visible, in d way both men hugged each other, nd krips kissed armaan on his cheek…the sis bro love was peeping out of both of their eyes. Their relationship was as beautiful as it was all dose years ago and I felt as much as an outsider as I felt all dose years
hey hi
i know i kept u all waiting for real long dis time bt its crazy here
bt today i finally got time nd here is d update
part 2d. u must b wondering wen is d 2 series going 2 end dis is d last part of 2 series in next d adventure begins.
armaan nd ridhi's ball dance n den d trip to unknown
thanx to all who read it nd keep replying guys dat encourage a hell lot more den d no of views
love anshu