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Part 4

"Ummm, are you ok? I am really sorry I did not mean to push you so hard.......(biting her tongue and correcting herself) I mean push you at all."

Armaan looked up to see where the sweet melodious voice was coming from and looked at Riddhima peering at him with her small beautiful eyes.

"Thump, thump, thump. Ok what is that????? I think it is your heart. Why is it making so much of noise? It sounds as if it is gonna burst right through my body. Stop! Stop! Seriously, this is too much, its making so much of noise, I bet everybody can hear it"

"Do you need some help?"

Just then Muskaan grabbed Riddhima's hand and tried to drag her away. "Oyye, in logon ke mooh mat lag, chal mere saath".

Armaan finally got up and looked at Muskaan dragging her away, impulsively and without thinking he came and stood in front of her and extending his hand said, "Hi, I am Armaan, Armaan Mallik".

Releasing herself from Muskaan's grasp, Riddima smiled at him,"Riddhima Gupta" and shook his hand.

As soon as Armaan felt her soft hands in his, a strange warmth spread through his body and he gave his brightest smile with all his dimples showing and his eyes twinkling.

Riddhima looked in Armaan's eyes and could not move her gaze away from him, it was as if time had stood still for them and both kept looking at each other without realizing where they were. They were bought back to planet earth when they heard loud shouts around them and tearing away their gazes from each other faces looked at Rahul and Muskaan who were yelling at each other at the top of their voices.

"Saale teri to, teri himmat kaise hui mujhe dhakha deni ki?"

"Aise", saying Rahul pushed Muskaan and she fell on the ground with a loud "THUD".

Muskaan was livid now, getting up she started beating Rahul with all her might, it took all of Riddhima's strength to get to stop her. "Ridzie mujhe chor, aaj to main ise chorungi nahin, iski to, samajhta kya hai apne aap ko, aaj to teri shaamat aayegi Rahul ke bachche"

And then it dawned on Riddhima, leaving Muskaan she looked at Rahul wide eyed, "YOU ARE Kankhajura??????"

Riddhima could not believe her eyes, when Muskaan had told her stories of a boy who she had nicknamed Kankhajura, she imagined a boy with lots of hair, maybe spectacles and most probably fat.

"Boy, did Muskaan get it wrong, calling this boy a Khankhajure? I mean he looks so smart and good looking", Riddhima thought in her head while continuing to stare at Rahul in astonishment.

Rahul wanted to jump up atleast 20 feet in the air, he could not believe that Muskaan talked about him to her friends, while Armaan was looking highly pissed seeing Rahul get all of Riddhima's attention.

"Helloooo, does she even know I exist, why is she staring at him like that, he is such a stupid git, why does'nt he go away, hmmmm what should I do to get her attention back at me?" Armaan started ticking off options in his head not even realizing that Muskaan had once again got hold of Riddhima's hand and dragged her to class, and this time Riddhima did not even protest, just staring at Rahul and trying to comprehend what drove Muskaan at giving this Rahul guy such a weird nickname.

Rahul was totally oblivious to Armaan's state of mind and walking up to him tapped him on his shoulder. But Armaan was doing some serious thinking and did not even look up. Rahul had to shake Armaan vigorously by his shoulders to finally get his attention. When Armaan finally looked up, he saw Rahul staring at him with a disgruntled expression and Riddhima nowhere in sight.

"Arre, wo kahan gayi?"

"Kaun?"

"Riddhima?"

"Kaun Riddhima?"

"Wohi idiot, jisne tujhe Muskaan ke haatho bachaaya, kahan gayi woh?" Armaan started looking around him to find her.

"Oh woh, uska naam Riddhima hain? Acha, lekin woh to class mein........."

Before Rahul could complete his sentence Armaan held his hand and ran towards the class. On entering he saw Riddhima sitting with Muskaan on the last bench. He went and sat at the bench right next to theirs and flashed Riddhima a smile. He almost fainted when Riddhima smiled back at him and ignoring the class kept staring at her with a dazed expression.

"Armaan, Armaan, ARMAAN!!!"

Armaan jolted and looked towards a concerned Rahul. "Teri tabiyat to teekh hai na aaj?"

"Ha, mujhe kya hoga, tu aise kyu pooch raha hai?"

"Kuch nahin, bas subah se tu kuch ajeeb sa behave kar raha hai isliye, jaane de, tune Sumit ko dekha kya?"

Armaan looked around him at the class and realized that Sumit was not present today. "Nahin yaar, meri usse koyi baat nahin huyi, shayad dusre lecture me aayega" and without waiting for Rahul's answer kept giving sidelong glances to Riddhima.

"Ye Mujhe ho kya gaya hai, kyu meri nazar uske chehre se hat nahi rahi hai, uski aankhein kitni pyaari lag rahi hai, aur uske lambe baal, mann kar raha hai ke uske baalon mein apna chehra chupa loon, uske laal gaal, kitne cute hai, aur uski smile, aisa lagta hai ki poori duniya roshan kar degi". Armaan kept on gazing at Riddhima's perfect face without paying any attention to the professor or the lecture.

Riddhima could feel someone's gaze on her, and turning her head she saw Armaan looking at her dreamily. Riddhima looked at him and could not help but smile. (GAWD, he is sooooooo cute. Wait!!!! Did I just say that. I think you did, infact I am damn sure you did, I can even bet my life, oops I mean our life on it. But since when did I start thinking of guys as cute?????? I guess a minute earlier. Oh, will you pls shut up, seriously, this talking in my head has got to stop, it is driving me nuts.)

Armaan was ashamed of himself when he realized that Riddhima had caught him looking at her. He sheepishly turned his head away and tried to concentrate on anything but the gorgeous girl sitting just a few feet away from him. Even to himself his actions were weird and abnormal, he had never felt anything like this before. "Jab usse dekhta hoon to dil ko kitna sukkon milta hai, lagta hai ki bus usse dekhta rahoon". Vigorously shaking his head, Armaan closed his eyes to get rid of his thoughts, but as soon as he closed his eyes, Riddhima's smiling face flashed before them and he hurriedly opened them muttering to himself," If you do not get a grip on yourself you will definitely be on a one way ticket to the best mental asylum, Armaan Mallik, so get a hold on yourself before I am compelled to bang my own head against a wall".

Strangely Riddhima found herself not minding Armaan looking at her and this shocked her. If it would have been any other guy she would probably have smacked him hard on his face and said the most choicest of curses. "So, why don't I mind this guy looking at me, is it because he is not looking at me in a cheap or disgusting manner, but with a certain respect and awe. Now since when have I been able to discern how boys look at people, seriously I am going mad, I knew all this talking to yourself would have an adverse effect, and how do you know that the guy is even looking at you, I mean you are in a class of atleast a 100 people, he could be looking at anybody, I tell you Riddhima you need to get yourself checked by a psychiatrist".

Through the corner of his eyes Armaan saw Riddhima muttering to herself,"There she is probably thinking of good medical institutions to recommend to you, hope you are happy now, you big duffer, awesome way of making a first impression".

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago

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Part 5

As soon as the bell rang, Armaan practically ran to the exit while avoiding looking at Riddhina so as to not make a much bigger fool of himself. Rahul, by now was completely confused by Armaan's abnormal behaviour & feeling concerned quickly followed him. He was so worried about Armaan that he ignored Muskaan for the first time since they had met and ran after Armaan to talk to him. Both Muskaan & Riddhima looked at both the boy's retreating backs & felt mixed emotions running through them. Muskaan was shocked that Rahul had not said a word to her, forget speaking to her, he had'nt even looked at her today during the class. Whenever there was a class, he would sit staring at her and make faces to distract her but today he hardly glanced at her.

"Pata nahi kya hogaya he isse, waise to mujhe ulta seedha bolne se peeche nahi hattha, lekin aaj mere taraf dekha bhi nahin. Lekin mujhe isse itni kyun problem ho rahi hai, mujhe to balki khush hona chahiye," Muskaan was highly confused and had no idea why she was not liking the lack of attention given to her by Rahul, while Riddhima was feeling a bit disappointed seeing Armaan leave so abruptly, she did not know why, but she thought or rather she had hoped that he would come and talk to her.

"There what did I tell you, he definitely was not looking at you, if he would have, would'nt he come and talk to you now. Thank God you did not go up to him, otherwise you would have made a proper fool out of yourself and that too on the very first day".

"Chal Ridzie, main tujhe pura campus dekhati hoon," Muskaan said trying to divert her mind from Rahul's odd behaviour and more from her odd emotions.

"Hey that sounds cool, tell you what, why don't you go ahead, I will just come from the washroom, ok?"

"Madam, ab tu India mein hai, London mein nahi, teekh se hindi mein baat kar na," Muskaan chuckled.

"Offho, fine tu chal mein aati hoon, is that ok?" Riddhima asked with a heavy English accent.

"Baap re, tu to poori angrez ban gayi hain," Muskaan teased her.

"Hey, its not fair, mein kitne saal baad hindi mein baat kar rahi hoon, thori to problem hogi na, waha London mein kisse baat karti hindi mein?" Riddhima pouted angrily.

"English Babu se, aur kisse?" Saying Muskaan laughed loudly while Riddhima stood highly disgruntled, but she could not stop herself from smiling when she saw Muskaan. These were the things that she had missed the most when she was in London, joking around with her best friend, laughing and teasing each other. Muskaan saw Riddhima smiling at her and calmed down.

"Chal chor, aaj tera zyada mazak nahi urati, ek kaam kar tu, washroom hokar aa, mujhe library mein kuch kaam hain, tu direct wahi aajana, library ka raasta to pata haina, right?"

Riddhima nodded her head and picking her bag went to the washroom while Muskaan headed towrards the library. When Riddhima came out she saw a huge crowd had gathered in the corridor looking at her. Ignoring the crowd, Riddhima started going ahead but stopped suddenly when a pair of boys blocked her way & a male voice boomed out.

"Aye you, miss new girl".

Turning around Riddhima saw a guy with long hair standing in front of her with a smug look on his face. He snapped his fingers in front of Riddhima's face saying,"So you are the firangi gal, huh, nice". Riddhima saw the guy looking at her from head to toe and felt her blood boling.

"Riddhima, Riddhima Gupta", she told him through gritted teeth.

"Huh?"

"I guess you failed to hear the professor when he called out my name, so I am just informing you that if you wish to speak to me or call me, use my name".

"O Miss Angrez, I don't have time to remember your name, as if I don't have anything better to do, chal ye faltu baat chor aur canteen jakar hum sab ke liye garma garam coffee la, Samjhi?"

Riddhima stared at the guy in front of her thinking where to hit him so that it hurts the most. But her inner voice told her to ignore him and go to the library and not create a scene on her first day.

"Ooho, lagta hai madam ko hindi samajh mein nahi aati, theek hai aaj aapka pehla din hain isliye hum aapko maaf karte hain, Get piping hot coffee for all of us from the canteen, ok?" The boy told her as if explaining to a five year old.

Riddhima knew that if she would continue standing there, she would definitely do something which she might regret later and there was no saying what would be left of this guy standing in front of her, so controlling her anger she turned around and walked towards the library. Just then she felt a hand grab her making her come to a stop roughly. (Ok, this is it, first day or last day, this guy is dead meat now). Turning aroung Riddhima saw the guy holding her hand.

SLAP

The sound of slapping resounded in the silent corridor and everybody looked at Riddhima who was burning in rage. She took her hand out of the guys grasp and with a dangerous glint in her eyes pointed her finger at his chest making him back off a bit.

"First things first mister, never ever again dare to touch me, otherwise I swear I will make your life, a living hell".

"What the hell is happening here? Why are all of you blocking the freaking corridor," Armaan suddenly burst into the scene and his eyes popped out seeing Riddhima and Chirag.

Riddhima turned to look at Armaan and unknowingly felt a touch of gratitude that he was there. She did not know why but she felt really happy seeing him, she felt that she had someone with her.

"What are you upto now, Chirag, I guess last week's warning was not enough, maybe getting you expelled would make you behave," Armaan walked towards them and stood in front of Riddhima blocking her from Chirag's view. Riddhima was surprised seeing Armaan in front of her and the way he stood protecting her from the guy Chirag's angry gaze.

"Listen Mr.President, I did not do a thing, infact it was her who slapped me, how dare she go around slapping people." Chirag said looking daggers at Armaan. He hated Armaan for his popurality and also since he had lost the post of President to him, he kept making trouble so that the dean would get angry on Armaan but it would never work and Armaan would always emerge victorious. This fact pained Chirag a lot and he waited for an oppurtunity to get back at Armaan in some way or the other.

"Chirag, I know you think I am a fool, but I am not going to believe your every concoted imaginary story", Armaan said. Before Chirag could answer him back, Riddhima interrupted him.

"I did slap him and I am not sorry for it, I would love to do it again, this weasel deserves it," Riddhima said looking at Chirag.

Armaan was shell shocked when he heard Riddhima. Man, this girl has some guts, I can't believe she actually hit this stupid Chirag, Damn, can't believe I missed it, I guess she is not just a pretty face but a lot more, I would love to see her hitting him again, hey maybe I should ask her to action replay. No, you baboon, you cannot do that, you are the President, you can't go about asking girls to hit guys and that too in front of you, you are supposed to control this situation not make it worse.

Chirag was fuming, not only had this girl hit him in front of the whole class but had also called him a weasel, he wanted to do something horrible to her but could not with Armaan standing in front of him. He knew Armaan would not leave this oppurtunity to get him expelled since he had been bothering him and the last thing he wanted was another embrassment. So swallowing his anger he looked at Armaan who was still staring at Riddhima incredously.

"There you heard it from her own mouth, what is the meaning of this, you have got to get her punished, is this a way to behave".

Riddhima could not believe this guy, first he orders her around, then he tries to force her and now he is blatantly lying. She turned to Armaan to give him an explanation but he held up his hand indicating that no explanation was required. Riddhima felt a gush of relief and immense pride when she saw how Armaan believed her, without her having to say anything.

"Dekh Chirag, mujhe bewakoof mat samjh, zaroor tune koi batameezi ki hogi, isliye isne tujhe thappad mara. I am sure you deserved what you got and before I take any action against you, get away from here".

Throwing murderous glances at both of them Chirag left. Soon even the large crowd that had gathered dispersed thanks to Armaan's presence, although each one looked at Riddhima as if seeing a girl for the first time in their entire life. Armaan grinned knowing why she was recieving such looks, it was hard to believe that she had picked up a fight with the bully Chirag Dave, most would just give up and do whatever he demands unless Armaan was around, nobody had the guts to stand upto him except Armaan. Riddhima started fidgeting when she saw the looks people gave her and regretted losing her temper, but she could not help herself, she still felt angry at Chirag and was glad that Armaan had come at the right moment to salvage the situation otherwise God only knows what she would have done to him, maybe shred him to tiny little pieces and fed him to the street dogs she thought in amusement and smiled.

Armaan saw Riddhima smiling to herself and grinned,"You know, any other girl in your situation would probably be bawling loudly by now and here you are smiling".

Riddhima's smile broadened,"Well, are'nt you glad I am not like other girls, otherwise you would have a hell of a time trying to calm me down". She giggled loudly. Soon both of them started laughing remembering Chirag's expression.

"God, you should have seen his face when I slapped him, he looked as if he would cry", Riddhima added and they continued to laugh while holding on to their stomachs.

"I can imagine, you know I was so disappointed that I missed out on you slapping him, I almost asked you to do it again so I could watch his expression", Armaan confessed.

Riddhima's eyes shot wide open when she heard Armaan, she looked at him laughing, he looked so cute with his dimples, just like a small kid. Just then she heard a voice which made her heart stop and she froze.

"Riddhima??????"

Armaan looked up and saw Sumit staring at Riddhima, his eyes shining brightly while Riddhima just stood there as if stuck to the ground looking at Sumit, hardly believing her eyes. Sumit came forward and hugged her tightly, Riddhima jerked in his arms finally waking up and realizing what was happening, she wiggled in his arms trying to free herself and finally managed to do so.

"Oh, um hi Sumit, wh....what are you doing here?"

"Ridzie, I study here".

Riddhima could not believe her ears, it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck her, she simply stood gaping at Sumit. Armaan felt as if the earth had been removed from his feet. He was speehless, when Sumit had hugged Riddhima, he felt a surge of jealousy pass through him and wanted to tear them apart and take Riddhima away. But he simply stood and stared at both of them. Sumit nudged him and pointing towards Riddhima mouthed "School Sweetheart" excitedly. As soon as the words registered inside Armaan, he felt a pain that he had never experienced before, as if he had lost something very precious and a lone tear dropped from his eyes.

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago

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Part 6

"Ridzie, I study here", this line kept resounding in Riddhima's head like a mantra. She could not believe that Sumit Kapoor, the guy who she had been avoiding for so many years now was back in her life and standing before her. For the first time after coming to Mumbai, she regretted her decision and wished she was back in London, atleast she would be away from him.

Sumit could not believe his luck. After so many years he was seeing Riddhima and she still looked the same, she was just as beautiful as the day when he had seen her for the last time at the Airport when she was going to London. He was heartbroken when she had left, and could not help rejoicing after seeing her.

"What are you doing here Ridzie? When did you come back from London? Why did'nt you call me? Oh God I missed you so much. You are still the same, just as ravishing when I had last seen you", Sumit kept talking not even realizing that Riddhima was not replying and had gone very stiff.

Armaan looked towards Riddhima and saw that she had gone completely white. Feeling concerned he placed a hand on her shoulder, "Riddhima, are you ok?".

Riddhima woke up from her reverie and saw Armaan looking at her. She looked at him and felt her body relax. He is here, nothing to worry. Somehow Armaan being there made her happy and glad. She managed a small smile at him and turned towards Sumit who was blabbering on without realizing that nobody was listening to him.

"Uh, Sumit, I, um, just joined today. I got myself a transfer".

"Really, you mean we both will be studying here together, wow yaar that is so cool, come I will show you around". Sumit extended his hand towards Riddhima in glee.

Riddhima immediately backed off and banged into Armaan. Clutching his sleeve she spoke a bit nervously,"No Sumit, its ok, actually I, um, yeah, Muskaan is waiting for me, will see you around, bye". Saying she ran from there before either of them could utter a single word. Armaan's eyes followed her till she turned left into the corridor and disappeared from sight. He looked at his sleeve where Riddhima had held him and smiled, her touch ignited a glow within him which soothed him and excited him at the same time. He wondered what it would feel like to hold her in his arms, WHAT THE HELL Armaan, what are you thinking, she is Sumit's, remember, Sumit loves her, his school sweetheart who he keeps dreaming about, how can you do this to him, no, she is out of bounds, feed it in your head and stop thinking about her. But she did not seem to like him, a voice reasoned in his head, did you see how she backed off and literally ran away from him. Whether she likes him or not is none of your business buddy, Sumit loves her and that is all that matters, you cannot hurt your friend, understand mister, his brain told him but his heart was in no mood to listen.

"YESSSS, did you see her, did you? Maine kaha tha na meri Riddhima sabse sundar hain, or woh yaha hain, mere saamne, OMG, I can't believe it". Sumit kept talking while walking beside Armaan, on the other hand a fierce battle was going on between Armaan's brain and his heart. Yes, she is the most beautiful girl ever, STOP thinking about her man. I am not thinking about her, I am just agreeing to what Sumit is saying. Ya right! As if I am gonna believe that. You better coz I am not thinking about her, I am not thinking how pretty she looks even when she is angry, how her cute little nose wrinkles when she is thinking, how her hair falls on her face, how her face lights up when she laughs, how she fiddles and plays with her fingers when she is nervous.

"STOP IT", Armaan shouted suddenly scaring Sumit out of his wits and making him stop in his tracks. Armaan felt like tearing his hair apart, he looked at Sumit apologetically,"Sorry yaar, woh thora sa tension hai, main tujhse baad mein milta hoon, bye". Sumit saw Armaan walking away hurriedly and simply shrugged his shoulders and went.

Armaan walked aimlessly in the corridor, disturbed by his thoughts about Riddhima, he just could not understand what was happening to him. Why did one look at her make his heart beat so fast and his pulse race so high. There you go still thinking about her, I mean it man, you have gone completely bonkers today, maybe you should go back home and rest this stupid head of yours.

BACHAO

Armaan stopped in his tracks when he heard the shrill scream. Walking back he tried to find where it had come from. Entering an empty classroom his eyes popped out when he saw Riddhima strangling Muskaan who was gasping for air. "God, what was it with this chick, apne first din mein hi do logon ko maarna chahti hain, pehle Chirag aur ab Muskaan, pata nahi aage jaakar kya hoga," Armaan thought. In all these years that he had known Muskaan he had never seen her scared as she looked now when Riddhima finally let her go. "Hmmm, lets see, to listen or not to listen," Armaan was in two minds, part of him definitely wanted to know why Riddhima was hell bent on murdering her best friend and part of him told him that it was rude to listen to two girls chatting about something that sure as hell looked personal. While his mind was contemplating on what to do, Armaan's body had already come to its decision and his legs took him behind the door, hiding him from view.

"How could you so this do me? I can't believe that you of all people tricked me," Riddhima yelled at Muskaan who she had dragged out of the library a few minutes earlier.

"Yaar Ridzie, main to woh.............," Muskaan began not knowing herself how to tackle the situation and calm the angry young woman in front of her.

'Don't Ridzie me, Miss Muskaan Chaddha".

Muskaan knew she was in for it. Riddhima only used her full name when she was mad at her.

"That jerk, moron, idiot person is here, HERE," Riddhima yelled at Muskaan who immediately cowered down.

"What the hell is he doing here, I mean......... aargh, why did'nt you tell me that even he was studying here, I can't believe you, all these years I have been trying to avoid him and now I have to study with him in the same college, in the same classroom," Riddhima was livid.

"Sorry Ridzie, woh main bhool gayi," Muskaan tried somewhere knowing herself that it would not really work.

"Tu bhool gayi, tu bhool kaise sakti hain, ek 6 feet 100 kilo ke aadmi ko tu bhool kaise sakti hain?"

"Theek hain baba, main maan rahi hoon ke mujhse galti ho gayi, maine jaanbujhkar tujhe nahi bataya, agar bata deti to tu yahan aati kya? Bol mujhe, nahin aati na?"

"Ha nahin aati, kabhi nahin aati agar mujhe pata hota ke Sumit yahan par hain".

Armaan's eyes widened when he finally realized who they were talking about, till now he had absolutely no idea what they were talking about and why was Riddhima so mad. "To iska matlab hain ki Riddhima Sumit ko pasand nahin karti?" As soon as he said this, a strange happiness filled his heart and he wanted to jump around and yell as loudly as he could. "Yayyyyyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!! She does not like him, she does not like him". Armaan's mind was in full celebration mode, he could not remember when he had been so happy. The simple fact that Riddhima harboured no feelings for Sumit gave him great joy.

Meanwhile Riddhima had calmed down a bit and sitting on one of the benches held her head in her hands. Muskaan came and sat beside her. Riddhima turned to look at Muskaan when she felt her hand on her shoulder.

"I am sorry Ridzie".

Smiling Riddhima enveloped Muskaan in a hug. Muskaan was glad, she knew Riddhima's anger very well, it came and went in a flash. One second she would be very angry and immediately in the next second she would calm down.

"I am sorry too Muski, pata nahin mujhe kya hogaya tha, when I saw him I just lost it, I am tired of running away from him, I thought that in all these years he would have forgotten me and moved on but he has'nt, you know when he saw me he hugged me, God, I could hardly breathe he held me so tight".

"Jaanti hoon yaar, har baar wo mujhse tere baare mein poochta tha lekin mein taal deti thi, aur maine tujhe isliye nahi bataya kyunki main jaanti thi ki phir tu kabhi wapas nahin aati, and I was missing you Ridzie".

"I was also missing all of you, thats why I came back but ab kya karoon, wo to phir mujhse chipakne ke liye tayar hain," Riddhima said making a face remembering how Sumit used to follow her around and irritate her in school.

"Kya karoon kya? Arre wohi kar jo school mein karti thi, usse dekh aur bhaag, waise bhi school mein usse bhaagte bhaagte running champion ban gayi hain". Muskaan could not help laughing when she remembered how Riddhima used to run away seeing Sumit. Once she even knocked down one of their teachers when she abruptly turned around. When Muskaan had turned around she found both the teacher and Riddhima on the floor. Luckily, the teacher was a jovial one so he had brushed the incident aside but Muskaan always had a good laugh remembering Riddhima's embrassed expression.

"Has madam aur has, mujhe is musibat mein fasakar has tu," Riddhima said shooting a nasty glare at Muskaan. Even she remembered that incident clearly, she had not been able to attend her classes for a week before everybody finally convinced her that the teacher did not mind at all.

"Arre yaar, kya problem hai, usse avoid karne mein tu to expert hain, phir kyu tension kar rahi hain, chill maar yaar".

"Easy for you to say missy, you are not the one stuck in this situation".

"Haan jaanti hoon, aur hona bhi nahi chahti, teri tarah mujhe nahin hain practise bhaagne ki," Muskaan doubled up with laughter while Riddhima started hitting her. Both of them ran around like small kids banging into tables and chairs, having the time of their lives, forgetting all their worries.

Armaan saw them and invariably smiled,"Yeh dono to chote bachcho ko bhi maat de dete hain, bachpana karne mein". Shaking his head he left leaving both the girls having a gala time, hardly realizing they were in college.

Next Morning................. 6 AM.................

Armaan could not believe he was up so early. He had hardly slept last night, Riddhima's laughing face as she ran behind Muskaan kept going around in his head. On the other hand he was also feeling guilty remembering her conversation with Muskaan. It was evident she did not care at all for Sumit. Strangely this fact made him happy and sad at the same time. Happy for himself and sad for Sumit, he knew how much his friend cared for her and he did not want to see him hurt. He just could not figure out his emotions. At this rate he would surely go mad and maybe even become an insominiac.

"Ok, Armaan this is a new day, start afresh, forget everything that happened yesterday, just delete it from your memeory," he muttered to himself while jogging.

Just then a basketball came bouncing and hit him on his head making him stop and wince in pain.

" OUCH!!!!!! What the................., who the hell is it? Khelna aata nahin to khelte kyun ho," looking around trying to find the culprit.

"Oh God, are you ok, I am so sorry," came a voice.

Armaan froze, his hand in his head. That voice, that same sweet melodious voice, turning around he saw Riddhima standing in front of him looking gorgeous in her jogging suit. No, no Armaan, it can't be, it is not her, hadh hogayi yaar ab tu dusri ladyikon mein bhi usse dekhne laga, sar par chot lagi hain lagta hain seedhe tere brain mein damage hogaya hain. Armaan shook his head trying to clear his image but Riddhima still remained standing in front of him smiling sweetly, finally irritated with himself and this wayward thoughts he stood in a huff.

Riddhima could not believe that she had hit Armaan twice in the 24 hours that they had known each other. Great impression you have set on him Riddhima, now he will probably get double insurance seeing how you are hell bent on hurting him, ooof why do I have to be so clumsy. She saw Armaan standing there with an angry expression on his face and gulped," Armaan I am really sorry, actually I was shooting and the ball just slipped from my hands, pls don't be angry, does it hurt a lot?," saying she kept her hand on his head to see if any serious damage was done.

Armaan jerked when he felt Riddhima's soft hands in his head. It is HER, OMG, so I was not dreaming, so maybe I am still sane, Oh thank you God. Armaan sent a quick prayer to the almighty for not making him mad so young and turned to Riddhima who was still examining his head hoping he was not hurt badly. Seeing her concerned look Armaan decided to have some fun.

"Ouch, oh my God, it hurts so badly..........aahhhh," Armaan cried. Riddhima looked at him shocked. Seeing him crying out in pain she felt so gulity.

"I am sorry Armaan, here why don't you sit, maybe you will feel better".

"Aaahh.......ooohh..............my head", Armaan was enjoying seeing Riddhima's worried expression, she looks so cute and her hand feels so soft and the way she is touching my hair.....mmmm..........love this sensation man.

Riddhima bit her lips when she heard Armaan moaning. Cursing herself she thought on how she could lessen his pain while Armaan continued with his theatrics not knowing that he would be in big trouble when his fake cries would be known to Riddhima Gupta.

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago

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Part 7

"Kya yaar, kitna zor se maara, kis janam ka badla le rahi ho mujhse, kal Rahul ko gira diya mere upar aur ab is ball ko, lagta hain London se wapas aayi ho mera death certificate haath me lekar, tell me Miss Riddhima Gupta aage kya karogi? What is your next move so I can prepare myself, huh?," Armaan held both her hands and smiled cheekily. Riddhima felt a tingle down her spine when she felt Armaan's hands on her wrist, looking up she met his gaze. Time stood still as both looked at each other wondering why a small touch effected them so much. Suddenly Armaan released one of her hands from his grasp and lifting his hands, gently tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Riddhima jerked in reaction when she felt his hand on her face and immediately moved away from Armaan creating some distance between them, Armaan came to his senses and just stood there staring at her not knowing what to say.

"DAMN IT yaar, there I go again, why can't I freaking control myself in front of her?".

"Uh..........Armaan, my house is nearby only, come I will put an ice pack, you will feel better and maybe jijs can look at it and see if there is any bleeding, I can't see anything but just to be on the safe side.........you know".

"KYA!!!!! To ab tum mujhe apne ghar le jakar apni poori paltan ke haatho maar khilaogi, na baba na, tumhara koi bharosa nahi, main nahi aane wala tumhare saath, mujhe to ab tumse darr lagne laga hain..........brrrrr," Armaan shivered in fear.

"Armaan!!!!!!!!!". Riddhima could not help laughing seeing him shaking in fear, he looked just like a little kid who was being taken to the principal's office for a good beating. Seeing Riddhima laugh made Armaan want to smile too (there is something about her laughter, its like a virus, but in this case it spreads happiness not pain).

"Pata hain tum haste waqt bahut achi lagti ho, hamesha aise hi hasti rehna, tumhe dekhkar acha lagta hain," Armaan said before he could stop himself and then bit his tongue, (Oh God, why did I say that, I hope she does not misunderstand me).

Riddhima blushed when she heard Armaan. (He just complimented me, he likes my laughter, yessss, now I will always keep laughing. Ya keep laughing and end up looking like an idiot. Oh just shut up, you are just jealous coz he likes me and does not like you. Uh Madam, if he likes you then he has to like me too, coz I am a part of you, incase you are forgetting. Well, if he knew you, he would definitely not like you, so thank me that I am here to cover up for you, and for the last time SHUT UP).

Suddenly remembering that he was hurt, she became concerned again,"Armaan ab tumhara dard kaisa hain?".

"Arre woh, woh to kab ka theek ho gaya, main to bas tumhe chirane ke liye natak kar raha tha, hahaha, tumhara chehra dekhna layak tha, too funny man," Armaan kept talking not seeing how Riddhima's face had gone completely red.

"Tum, tum jhooth bol rahe the, aur mujhe laga tumhe sach much..........................aargh.................I won't leave you," saying she started hitting him while Armaan ran for his life dodging her blows. Both of them ran like little kids around the basketball court. Suddenly Armaan stopped which made Riddhima bang straight into him.

"Aaahhh........you idiot, bolke nahin ruk sakte the, agar main gir jaati to?".

"To kitna maza aata, hai na," Armaan cheekily replied.

"Armaan Mallik, you are so dead," she lifted her hand to hit him across the chest but he held both her hands firmly and with his other hand started tickling her. Soon, Riddhima forgot everything and laughing loudly tried to free her hands. She was an extremely ticklish person and Armaan was taking full advantage of the fact, seeing her wriggling and laughing. She looked just like a little angel and the early morning rays made her face glow giving her a radiant look.

"Hehe..........Armaan....................plsssssss................stop baba stop".

"First say, you won't hit me".

"Armaan.............hahaha..............leave me".

"No, first say it, tumhara kya bharosa, haath churate hi mujhe maarne lag jao to".

"Acha baba..........I promise I won't hit you..............hehehe.................ab to choro?"

Armaan finally stopped tickling her and freed her hands. Riddhima leaned her head against his chest to regain her breathing, and after some time looked up at him cheekily. Armaan was just lost in her beauty and seeing her so close to him just wanted to wrap his arms around her. Seeing Armaan lost an idea struck Riddhima to take revenge. Hmmm Mister, aapko bhi to pata chale ke aapne Riddhima Gupta ke saath panga liya hain, itni asani se chorne wali nahin hoon. So, taking advantage of the moment Riddhima started tickling Armaan. Armaan came out of his dream world when he felt Riddhima's hands around his waist tickling him, he tried to remove her hands but she held on firmly and in the process Armaan lost his balance falling to the ground with Riddhima on top of him, still tickling him.

"Stop...............hahaha............seriously Riddhima...............can't take it anymore.................hahaha.................stop it".

Riddhima had never seen a man laugh so much. She guessed that Armaan was just as ticklish as she was and continued on with her acts enjoying the funny look on Armaan's face.

"No, first say sorry".

"What.................hahaha..............Riddhima".

"I am still waiting, say sorry".

"Sorry, sorry, sorry..................hahaha.................there happy?"

Riddhima stopped tickling him and got up,"Very happy, and remember next time you pull a stunt like that I won't leave you", she said pointing a finger at him and trying to look menancing.

"Acha, oohhhh, I am scared, what will Miss Phoolan Devi do?"

"What, what did you just call me?"

"Miss Phoolan Devi, aur kya, gussa tumhari is choti si naak me rehta hain, pata nahin kab prakat ho jaye aur sabka vinaash karde," saying he pinched her nose and laughed loudly. Riddhima just looked at him, she could not believe how close she had gotten to this guy in a single day, looking at them nobody would have guessed that they had met yesterday only, it seemed as if they had known each other forever judging by how free they were with each other.

"Acha yeh sab choro, tum yahan par kya kar rahi thi, aur woh bhi itni subah subah, basketball se kisiko maarne ka plan bana rahi thi kya?"

"Armaan, stop it, bahut ho gaya, jab se aaye ho, bas mera mazak ura rahe ho, ab aur kuch kaha na to main.........main..........," Riddhima pondered in her mind thinking of a good threat.

"Madam, itna mat socho, apne is chote se dimaag par zyada zor lagaogi to yeh sehan nahin kar payega...........hahaha".

Seeing him mocking her again Riddhima stomped her foot and began walking away angrily from there. "Idiot, stupid, samajhta kya hain, apne aap ko?".

"Arre Riddhima, dekho tum phir se gussa hogayi, chalo apne yeh gusse ko wapas apni naak mein ghusa lo?", Armaan could not help teasing her, she looked so cute pouting like a little kid.

"Armaan, I won't talk to you, you are so mean," saying she folded her hands and stood there muttering curses under her breath to Armaan.

"I am so sorry," Riddhima looked up to see Armaan holding his ears and smiled. Shaking her head, she said,"You know nobody can remain angry with you for a long time if you make such a face".

"I know, its called the Armaan touch, nobody can escape from it," Armaan replied arrogantly and continued,"So seriously what were you doing with the baketball?".

"DUH!!! Armaan, what do people do with it, play ofcourse".

"I know what people do with it, but I wanted to know what Riddhima Gupta did with it?". Riddhima shot him a look as if daring to say any further and he had it.

"Ok, ok, Peace," holding his hands up in the air,"Playing basketball huh? Want some tips? I would love to teach a novice".

"A novice? And how did you assume that I was a novice, for your kind information Mister Mallik, I have been playing the game since I was ten, and as for tips, you might wanna take some from me, I am that good," Riddhima said a bit proudly.

"Really????? well then how about a match to see who really needs tips from whom?".

"You are on".

They played a fierce game and both had to admit that they had underestimated each other. Armaan was shocked to see Riddhima play so well, he tried blocking her several times but failed miserably, her footwork was awesome and her goal perfect, he had never seen a girl play basketball so well. Riddhima was equally surprised seeing Armaan play so nicely, she had played with many boys before and had beaten them flat, but Armaan was different, he played a good game and it was getting very challenging for her to score. Soon the score was 20-19 with Armaan leading by one point. Armaan flashed her a cheeky smile hiding his astonishment from Riddhima who was clearly miffled. She was used to winning at basketball and there was no way that she would lose, specially to Armaan, he would make life hell for her by teasing her.

Thinking of ways to beat him, Riddhima dribbled the ball towards the goal while Armaan tried to block her. Suddenly she shoved the ball between his feet and running behind him, caught the ball and threw it throught the hoop scoring a two pointer. Armaan was left stunned by her actions and gaped at her with his mouth open, he had never seen anyone play basketball like her.

"Yayyyy!!!!!!!!! I won, I won!!!!! Yippee!!!!!!!"

Riddhima danced around the court in glee, for one second there she thought that she would definitely lose, so winning the game at the last moment felt ecstatic. Armaan slumped his shoulders and walked towards the exit of the court dejectedly. She beat me, she beat me. Great going Mr. Overconfident, you just got beaten up by a girl in basketball, can't believe A GIRL beat you, wait till the whole college finds out about this, you will be the laughing stock of the century.

Riddhima watched Armaan walking away and could not help shaking her head. Male Ego I tell you. She rolled her eyes and called out to Armaan,"Hey Mr. President".

Armaan turned around expecting Riddhima to rub her victory in his face but instead he found Riddhima smiling sweetly at him

"Don't worry, I won't tell anybody that the GREAT ARMAAN MALLIK lost a basketball game and that too, to a GIRL", saying she laughed loudly wondering how silly men were.

Armaan's eyes shot up when he heard her. How did she know what I was thinking? Can she read minds? Naaa, she is just a smart girl, Armaan and you are the biggest fool on this planet, instead of congratulating her you were thinking of your stupid reputation. Admit it, she is damn good and she knows it.

"I am sorry, acted like a typical male, you were great and you deserved to win," he said sincerely.

"Awww Armaan thanks, you were awesome too, I had great fun playing with you".

Before Armaan could reply her back a beeping sound started, confused he looked around to find the source of the sound. Just then he saw Riddhima take out her mobile to switch off the alarm.

"Hey Armaan, thanks for a lovely game, but I gotta go, was thinking of studying in the library a bit to catch up with the class, will see you in college, ok?".

Armaan nodded and waved her goodbye, when he remembered that Sumit goes to the library every morning to study there before college and without thinking he called out to Riddhima.

"Hey Riddhima Wait".

Riddhima turned around when she heard Armaan and lifted her eyes as in asking what.

"Ummm, Riddhima I don't think that you wanna go to the library now".

"Why?"

"Coz Sumit is there now".

Riddhima looked at Armaan and shifted her feet nervously wondering how did Armaan know about her and Sumit. He was there yesterday remember when you ran away as if you had seen a ghost, maybe he understood. God, if he could understand then why not that stupid chap Sumit get the message.

"Ummm, Armaan, how did you...........I mean why?"

"I kinda heard you and Muskaan talking the other day".

Riddhima's eyes shot up when she heard him. Ok now that was a conversation that I hoped nobody would ever find out about, and he was there, oh God why do you do this to me, he must think I am such a prat. Seeing Riddhima look worried and shocked Armaan immediately corrected himself.

"Don't worry, I did not hear everything I just was passing by when I heard how you wanted to stay away from Sumit so I thought that maybe I should warn you lest you bump into him again".

A wave of guilt passed through Armaan as he lied to Riddhima, then he remembered Sumit and felt like kicking himself. He was supposed to help Sumit get her, not drive her away from him, so why did he just warn her, maybe if they had met and got talking she would have started to like him. Armaan suddenly shuddered at the thought of Riddhima having any feelings for Sumit, he did not know why, but now that he knew Riddhima did not like Sumit, he definitely did not want them together. Just thinking about both of them together as a couple was annoying and frustrating to Armaan.

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago

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Part 8

Riddhima felt like hugging Armaan at the moment. She could not believe her good luck, she had just narrowly escaped meeting Sumit all alone where she probably would not have a good excuse at running away or avoiding him. At the same time she felt a bit embarrassed knowing that Armaan heard her yesterday. Oh God, I just hope he did not see me murdering Muskaan, warna samjhega ki main sabko maarti phirti hoon.

"Don't get me wrong Armaan, its not as it sounds, actually me and Sumit just.........um………," Riddhima fumbled not knowing how to explain the situation to him. She did not want him to get any wild ideas about why she was avoiding Sumit and also could not figure out the best way to make him understand her problem.

"Hey, its ok Miss Phoolan Devi, actually I have a better name for you, Basket", Armaan teased her trying to make the situation normal and forget Sumit.

"What?", Riddhima could not believe her ears, this guy did not leave a single chance to tease her.

"Ya, and neways I am sure Phoolan Devi did not play basketball, so naam to change karna padega na yaar," Armaan said seeing Riddhima turn red. Wow yaar, its so easy to tease her, kitni jaldi gussa se laal hojati hain, maine kabhi nahin socha tha ki koi ladki gusse main bhi sundar lag sakti hain, par lagta hain Basket ki to baat hi alag hain, aur kya naam nikala hain bilkul isko suit karta hain, wah Armaan beta wah, you deserve a thump on your back.

"Mere naam mein kya problem hain, why can't you call me Riddhima just like the others?"

"Kyunki Basket, Armaan Mallik sabse hatkar hain, isliye".

"ARMAAN!!!!!!!!"

"Kya hain, chila kyu rahi ho, main behra nahi hoon yaar aur naahi mere kaan mein koi network problem hain".

"KYA? Tum kya bol rahe ho, kaisa network problem?"

"Offho, network problem, you know jo mobiles main hota hain".

Riddhima could not take it anymore, this guy was driving her nuts with all his stupid talk. She could not believe how anybody could talk such crap while keeping a straight face.

"Armaan enough, tum kitna bolte ho, main ja rahi hoon, tum khare raho yahin par apne stupid network problem ke saath.........hmph", saying Riddhima turned around shaking her head.

"Arre Basket, suno to?", Armaan called out to her seeing her walking away.

"Kya hai, jaldi bolo?", Riddhima whipped around making Armaan a bit nervous.

"Woh.........main........umm".

"Armaan tumhe kuch bolna hain ki bhi nahin".

"Ha, woh, kaisi ladki ho yaar maine tumhari madat ki aur tum bina Thank You kahe yahan se jaa rahi ho", Armaan said regaining his composure. Riddhima just stood and stared at the guy in front of her, he did the most astonishing things at the weirdest times.

Smiling slightly she said," Thanks Armaan, I really don't know how to thank you enough".

"But I do", Armaan said grabbing the oppurtunity.

"Huh?" Riddhima wondered what he was upto now, she had understood this by now that with Armaan, you never knew what came next.

"Kal subah, same time same place Basket, I can't stay alive knowing that a girl beat me in basketball, ab tum isse male ego kaho ya kuch bhi, I don't care".

Riddhima burst out laughing when she heard Armaan. God, this guy was so funny, she had never laughed this much as she had with him. He just had to say a thing and she would laugh, all his stupid talk was so endearing and sweet.

"Sure Armaan, I would love to, see you in college, bye", saying she waved him goodbye and went home still laughing.

"Bye Basket".

Both went with a smile on their faces to their respective homes still cherishing the moments spent together and basking in the glory of a new found relationship.

"Hey Good Morning Ridzie," Anjali called out to her when she saw her enter the house.

"Hi Di, Good Morning, jijs kahan hain?".

"So, did you have fun?"

Remembering her morning with Armaan,"Yup Di, I had loads of fun, ab to main har subah college jaane se pehle jogging karne wahan jaongi, lekin jijs kahan hain, hospital chale gaye kya?".

"Sounds cool, as for your pyare jijaji, mujhse jhagra karke abhi upar gaye hain, tayar hone".

"Jhagra karke? Par kyun? Kya hua?".

"Kuch nahin, you know how he is na, always paranoid about stuff, keh rahe the, how could you let Riddhima go out alone like that? What if something happened to her?", Anjali said rolling her eyes.

"Baap Re, jijs is the limit, main koi choti bachi hoon kya jo akele nahin ja sakti".

"Exactly what I told him, but meri sunta kaun hai? Meri to aadat hain na bak bak karne ki".

Just then Atul came out of his room after having a bath and still looking a bit worried, "Riddhima", Atul exclaimed loudly as soon as he saw her and running towards her hugged her tightly.

"Thank God, tu theek to hai na?", he asked still hugging her.

""Jijs............cough............can't...........breathe...........cough". Seeing Riddhima turning red due to lack of oxygen Anjali ran to save her little sister.

"Atul leave her, kya kar rahe ho, let her breathe". Atul backed out of the hug and Riddhima heaved a sigh of relief.

"I am sorry Ridzie, but main kya karta, mujhe kitni tension ho rahi thi, ek to Anjali ne tujhe akela bhej diya, upar se ek ghanta hogaya tha aur tu wapas nahi aayi thi".

It was Riddhima's turn to roll her eyes. Try as she and Anjali might they had never been able to make Atul understand that she had grown up and was an adult. He still treated her like a little kid who needed constant protection.

"Jijs, Puhleassse, give me a break, main teen saal akele London main rahi hoon, aur aap ye keh rahe hain ki main ghar se 5 km door akeli nahin ja sakti?"

"Woh sab mujhe nahin pata, yahan Mumbai main tu kahin akeli nahin jayegi, apni di ko to lejati, waise bhi usse exercise ki zyada zaroorat hain".

Riddhima was flabbergasted while Anjali was looking at Atul murderously who had no idea what he had just spoken.

"KYA, what did you just say Dr. Atul Joshi? Main moti ho gayi hoon, haan tell me? How dare you?", saying she walked of in a huff while Atul realizing his statement immediately started apologizing.

"Arre Anjali, nahin wo to maine galti se bol diya, tum aur moti, bilkul nahin, balki tum to itni patli ho ki tumhe zyada khakar apna weight barana chahiye," Atul tried appeasing his wife following her.

"Listen Dr. Joshi, mujhe apse koi baat nahin karni, SAMJHE!!!!!," saying Anjali went to their bedroom slamming the door shut behind her while Atul kept standing outside cursing his big fat mouth and Riddhima who had been controlling her laughter till then burst out laughing at the scene in front of her.

Meanwhile Armaan with a huge grin on his face walked up to his apartment which he shared with Rahul. Entering he saw Rahul sitting on the couch eating cereal. Rahul looked towards Armaan confusedly,"Tu ghar pe nahin tha?".

Hitting Rahul with a cushion,"Saale sharam kar, hum ek saath rehte hain aur tujhe yeh bhi nahin pata ki main ek ghante se ghar ke bahar hoon, agar mujhe kuch hojata to, koi mujhe utha ke lejata to?", Armaan said dramatically.

"Bhais ki aulad, kisi ka dimag nahi fir gaya, jo tujhe utha ke le jaayega, aur khudh musibat ke upar, musibat kabhi nahin aati, ab is main meri kya galti hai, 8 baje ke pehle teri aankh kabhi khuli hain, earthquake bhi aajaye na tab bhi tujhe koi farak nahin parta, aise ghore bechkar sota hain tu, aur itni subah tu gaya kahan tha?"

"Jogging karne", Armaan replied coolly. Rahul had had enough. Since yesterday he had seen Armaan behaving weirdly and he could not take it anymore and now he was waking up early and going jogging of all things.

"Bas bahut hogaya, kal se dekh raha hoon tujhe, ab to mujhe paka yakin hogaya hain ki teri tabiyat kharab hain".

"Arre jogging karne gaya tha, tu itna kyu bharak raha hain, isme aisi kya baat ho gayi?"

"Main batata hoon tujhe kya baat hogayi, agar main tere saamne ajeeb tarah se behave karne lag jaon to tujhe tension nahin hogi, haan? Bata mujhe?"

"Ajeeb tarah se? Matlab?"

"Matlab ke, samajh agar maine ek din Muskaan se baat nahin kari to? Tujhe ajeeb nahin lagega? Bol?". Armaan eyes widened when he heard Rahul, he would definitely think that something was wrong if Rahul did not tease her or fight with her. Was he behaving so abnormally. Even to him his actions were confusing, he just could not understand what was happening to him and why. Since yesterday he had felt emotions that were entirely alien to him. Yaar jab main khud nahin samajh raha, to tujhe kya samjhaon?

"Dekh Rahul mujhe abhi teri koi baat samajh main nahin aarahi hain, main nahane jaa raha hoon, warna college ke liye late hojayega," saying Armaan walked off before Rahul could protest.

Rahul stared at Armaan and muttered to himself,"Hmmm, kuch to baat hain, lekin kya, pata to lagana parega". He then went to get ready himself still thinking of what had happened to Armaan all of a sudden.

"Shit, shit, shit, we are so late, all because of you," Riddhima said shooting an angry glance at Muskaan who was running beside her.

"Meri wajah se, maine kya kiya, madam khud dus ghante lagayegi tayar hone main aur phir mujhe blame karegi", Muskaan retorted almost out of breath.

"Muskaan, agar tune us taxiwale se jhagra nahin kiya hota, to hum time par pahuch jaate, samjhi".

"Oye, dekh us phitte ka naam mat le, agar tu nahin hoti na to main to udhar hi usse uski nani yaad dila deti, samajhta kya hain apne aap ko, ullu ka phattha".

At the same time on the other end of the corridor, two young men ran as if the devil was after them. Well to be specific the earth version of the devil, their professor, Siddharth Singh. Both knew that if they were late again for his lecture it would mean a direct First AC Class Ticket to HELL.

Suddenly BANG & BANG

AND

Forgetting their surroundings, all four gazed at the beautiful pair of eyes that beckoned them to an unknown world which was perhaps even holier than HEAVEN itself.

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago

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#1126

Part 9

Forgetting their surroundings, all four gazed at the beautiful pair of eyes that beckoned them to an unknown world which was perhaps even holier than HEAVEN itself.

Armaan looked at the beautiful girl in his arms with her hair all over her face and her eyes speaking volumes to him. He was enchanted, just yesterday he had been dreaming about Riddhima in his arms and he could not believe that his wish was fulfilled. A sense of deep contentment filled his heart. She belongs here in my arms. Riddhima looked at Armaan's handsome face and the way he held her close to him with his eyes boring into hers. I wish he would just hold me like this for eternity.

Holding her waist steady with one hand, Armaan lifted one hand to push back her hair behind her ears. Feeling his touch on her face, Riddhima closed her eyes and wished for the moment to just freeze right there. His touch was magical, she did not know what was happening to her, all that she knew was that she had never felt this good and contented in life before. Perfect, they both mumbled and looked at each other's smiling faces. Coming back to her senses Riddhima entangled herself from Armaan and stood looking at the floor, not having the courage to face him.

Armaan sighed and looked longingly at Riddhima, when he suddenly felt a movement beside him. Turning around his jaw dropped open seeing Muskaan on top of Rahul.

Rahul looked at Muskaan on top of him looking at him with bewildered eyes. Muskaan had no idea what just happened. One second she was running and the next second she was on top if Rahul. She expected him to poke fun at her about her weight or some similar stupid comment, what she did not expect was Rahul looking at her with a dazed expression and something in his eyes which she could not understand. Rahul moved his hand towards her face to assure himself that he was not dreaming. Muskaan looked at Rahul's extended hand for a second and then she placed her hand in his entangling their fingers together. This feels right.

Armaan grinned at the scene in front of them. Finally, kuch to story aage bari, warna yeh dono to puri zindagi jhagra karte karte hi bita dete, not bad Bhagwanji, shayad aap bhi tang aagaye hoge in dono ka roz ka tamasha dekhkar. Great seeing you take matters in your hands, keep it up.

Riddhima followed Armaan's gaze and looked at Rahul and Muskaan holding hands and smiling at each other. Helloooo, what is this? Kal tak isse maar rahi thi, aur ab iska haath pakar liya, Muskaan this is not good, wake up, before you make a complete fool out of yourself, Oh God, looks like I have to help her.

"Muskaan", Riddhima tried.

No response, scene continues

"Muskaaaan", Riddhima tried again, a bit agitated seeing Muskaan not responding to her calls and still staring at Rahul. Armaan looked at Riddhima telling her not to disturb them but Riddhima ignored him.

"MUSKAAN", Riddhima shouted loudly finally losing her temper.

Rahul & Muskaan jumped and looked up, realizing their position they hurriedly got up and moved a bit away while avoiding looking at each other. All four stood silently still trying to figure out what happened in the last couple of minutes and accessing their weird feelings.

Finally Riddhima decided to break the unnerving silence,"Uh Muskaan, chale, I think hame late ho raha hain".

"Huh?", Muskaan was still a bit lost after her close proximity with Rahul.

"Chale?", stressing on the word and moving her eyes to make Muskaan understand.

"Umm......ha....an......"

Riddhima and Muskaan turned to leave while Armaan and Rahul still stood their tongue tied. As soon as the girls left both sat down on the floor resting their backs against the walls. Armaan had no clue what was going on in his head, this was the second time he had lost control over his emotions with Riddhima. He just could not understand the feelings she arose in him when she was nearby, he could not stop himself from touching her, feeling her.

Rahul still could not believe that he was so close to Muskaan. After so many years of waiting, pining for her he had her in his arms today and she did not even protest. He remembered how they had held hands and could still feel her touch in his own. She was special to him and he would make her realize this. He could not imagine a single day without her, he was in love with his Teekhi Mirchi and it was time to make her his.

Suddenly Armaan mumbled something bringing Rahul out of his reverie.

"Huh? Tune kuch kaha kya?"

"Maine kaha ke main pagal ho jaaonga", Armaan said a bit irritably.

"Kyu? Kya hogaya?"

"Agar mujhe pata hota to main yahan bhaith ke apne aap se baat nahi kar raha hota".

"Lekin tu to mujhse baat kar raha hain, apne aap se nahi," Rahul asked confusedly.

"Tujhse baat karna aur apne aap se baat karna ek hi baat hai, samjha," saying Armaan got up in a huff muttering to himself. Rahul looked at Armaan's retreating back and wondered what had happened to him. He knew something had been bothering Armaan since yesterday and just could not figure out what. Still thinking Rahul got up and went to the class only to hear a long lecture about discipline and time management from his Professor.

Two months had passed since Riddhima had joined Sanjivani. She and Armaan had become the best of friends due to their morning basketball games. In such a short span of time both had come immensely close and bonded with each other. Their games were their private secret, nobody knew about them. At college they did not interact much because it would raise many questions specially for Armaan from Sumit & Rahul.

Riddhima knew that Sumit was one of Armaan's closest friend but she did not mind because he never tried to get them together, on the other hand he helped Riddhima to avoid Sumit and made sure that both their paths did not cross in college. Armaan found Riddhima's behaviour regarding Sumit a bit different. With the other guys she would be all bold and daring but as soon as Sumit's name was mentioned a look of fear came over her face. Whenever Riddhima encountered a problem she would look for Armaan. Previously if she had a doubt she would ask Anjali Di or Muskaan, but gradually she leaned towards Armaan for every solution.

A drastic change was seen in Rahul & Muskaan, well Rahul mostly. He no longer fought with Muskaan or irritated her. Whenever she would mock him or try to pick a fight with him he would just smile at her. Muskaan was shocked to see the change in Rahul. First she thought that it was one of his tricks but as the days went by and he still remanined the same Muskaan became puzzled. When he smiled at her she just kept looking at his face confused. Slowly even she stopped trying to fight with him, instead when he smiled at her she managed a small smile not knowing the effects it had on Rahul and how he would eat up Armaan's head the whole day telling him about Muskaan's smiling face.

Armaan & Riddhima soon started spending many hours together in the library after college talking and discussing about their day to each other. Rahul & Muskaan sensed the change in their best friend's attitude but did not probe much. Muskaan felt that she and Riddhima did not spend time together as they used to but shrugged it off as nothing serious. But Rahul was very curious about the change in Armaan's behaviour, many days he spotted Armaan and Riddhima sitting in the library alone after college chatting and laughing with each other. He finally understood what was bugging his best friend.

Since the day Riddhima Gupta had arrived his best friend Armaan Mallik had fallen head over in heels love with her and his only problem was that he had no idea about this. But that is something I can totally take care of, Rahul smirked as he saw Armaan and Riddhima walking together towards the library probably for another chat session.

"Armaan, I am not so sure about this diagnosis maybe we should refer other books, what do you think?", Riddhima turned around to see Armaan nowhere in sight. Confused she looked around and saw Armaan standing at the entrance of the library with a girl, and not just any girl, but Sophia, THE S**T. Riddhima fumed in anger seeing her holding Armaan's hands and talking animatedly with him while Armaan smiled at her. WHAT THE, I will teach you to hold my man's arms, woman.

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago

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Part 10

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Whoa, hold it right there missy, I know bad timing, but just what do you think you are doing? What does it look like I am doing, saving Armaan from that woman. And just why do you think he needs to be saved, I mean look at him) Riddhima turned to see Armaan who was smiling (See he is smiling, he is obviously enjoying all the attention that woman is giving him, the last thing he wants is you to butt in your stupid head and spoil the moment and just because you guys hang out together does not mean that he is YOUR MAN, understood)

Riddhima was angry first Armaan talking to Sophia and now her stupid conscience who told her not to do anything about it. Why should I not do anything, I mean he is here with me.

Just then Armaan spotted Riddhima and heaved a sigh of relief. He was getting bored of talking to the crazy chick in front of him but she refused to let go, holding his arm like a creeper.

"Well Sophia, it was nice talking to you but I am kinda busy so will see you later, ok, bye", saying he turned around without waiting for her answer and walked towards Riddhima.

Riddhima meanwhile thought that it was better to leave before she did something and ignoring Armaan walked past Sophia to the exit. Armaan was totally baffled and called out to her but she ignored him.

Sophia did not like the attention that Armaan was giving this Riddhima and so said,"You know Armaan, you should spend your valuable time with someone worthy of you and not just anybody", smirking at Riddhima.

Riddhima stopped in her tracks when she heard the snide comment and when Sophia crossed her while exiting she put her foot out making the girl stumble and fall down.

THUD

Sophia landed on her butt and looked up at Riddhima in anger. Riddhima smiled back at her,"Oops, I hope you did not hurt yourself?". Meanwhile Armaan was having a hard time controlling his laughter and when he could take it no more burst out laughing loudly.

Sophia got up and looked at Armaan laughing and Riddhima smiling at her. I will teach you a lesson to mess with me Riddhima Gupta, saying she walked out of the library in a huff.

Armaan continued to laugh but stopped when Riddhima gave him a dirty look and before he could talk to her, she walked out still in rage.

"Arre Basket, Riddhima, suno to, kya hua?",Armaan followed Riddhima outside.

"Mr. Armaan Mallik, at the moment I do not want to talk to you, understand", saying Riddhima went away leaving Armaan staring after her.

Riddhima entered the house still in a rage thinking of Armaan with that girl Sophia. Banging the door open she found her Di and her Jijs hugging each other and crying silently.

Alarmed to see them like this she asked them,"Di, jijs kya hua?"

Atul and Anjali looked up to see Riddhima looking at them with a worried expression. Leaving Anjali, Atul hugged Riddhima and then lifting her twirled her around while Anjali just looked on at them, a smile playing on her lips.

"Koi mujhe pls batayega ki kya ho raha hai?", Riddhima asked confused.

Atul put her down and excitedly said,"Ridzie, you are gonna be a maasi".

It took a moment for the words to sink in, finally she looked up and a big smile spread on her face. She ran and hugged her sister tightly.

"OMG Di, I am gonna be a maasi, I can't believe it, Yayyyy I am so happy, I love you so much, congrats".

All three stood hugging each other, talking, planning about the little bundle of joy which would soon enter their lives. Later at night Riddhima sat in her room thinking about the happiness on her sister's face and she thanked God for this wonderful gift. She still could not believe that she would soon be a maasi.

Armaan entered his apartment with a sour face. He still could not figure out what had happened to Riddhima all of a sudden. He saw Rahul watching TV and went and sat next to him. Rahul looked up and saw Armaan thinking about something.

"Kya hua, aise chup chap kyu baitha hain?", Rahul asked him.

"Ab tujhe kya bataon yaar, woh Riddhima hain na, pata nahi usse achanak kya hogaya", Armaan said hoping Rahul could help him figure out Riddhima's weird behaviour.

Rahul's eyes shot up in excitement when he heard Armaan, Wah bhai wah, main soch hi raha tha ke kaise iss idiot ko samjhaon, aur isne khud hi baat shuru kar di, chal Rahul beta iss mauke ko haath se jaane mat de, aaj is bhonduram ko pata to chale ke isse pyaar hogaya hain.

Riddhima's house

Anjali entered Riddhima's room and found her sitting on her bed smiling to herself.

"Hey Ridzie, kya soch rahi hain?", she asked Riddhima curiously.

Riddhima turned to look at her sister and said,"Kuch nahi di, bas soch rahi thi ki aapki aur jijs ki kahani kitni ajeeb hai, pehle to aap jijs ki shakal se bhi nafrat karti thi aur ab unhi ke saath kitni khush hain, aapki nafrat kaise pyaar main badal gayi, haina?"

"Nafrat? Main chahkar bhi Atul se nafrat nahi kar payi Riddhima, haan ye baat sach hain ki pehle main usse bahut rude hoti thi, usse bhagti rehti thi, lekin aakhir mein mujhe bhi maana para ki Atul mujhse jitna pyaar karta hain, aur koyi mujhse nahi karta. Aur ye baat shayad mujhe kabhi samajh nahi aati agar Atul nahi hota, ussi ne mujhe pyaar ka asli matlab samjhaya".

"Kaise di?"

"Atul mujhse bahut pehle se pyaar karta tha, tabse jab maine usse notice bhi nahin kiya tha, woh hamesha meri tareef aur madad karta rehta tha, par main hamesha usse door rahi, pata nahin kyu mujhe wo pasand nahin tha, mujhe lagta tha ki woh ek chota middle class ladka hain jisse kuch bhi nahin aata"

"To phir aapki soch kaise badli di?", Riddhima asked fascinated to know about her di's and jijs love story.

"Pehle to hum dost bane, phir baad main pyaar hua"

"Lekin aap to jijs ko pasand nahin karti thi, tab aapki dosti kaise huyi?"

"Tujhe pata hain na ki mujhe andhere se kitna dar lagta hain," Anjali asked her. Riddhima nodded her head vigorously remembering how scared Anjali was and how they used to keep the light on in their room while sleeping.

"To yeh samajh ki iss andhere ne hamari dosti karayi, ek din hum dono lift main phas gaye aur lift main andhera hogaya, tab Atul ne hi mujhe sambhala, nahin to main to shayad mar hi jaati," Anjali chuckled remembering the incident.

"Pata hain Atul ne mujhe baaton main aise uljha liya ki mujhe pata hi nahin chala ki andhera hain, humne khoob baat ki, apni life ke baare main, apni family, interest etc. Aur jab lift khooli tab bhi main boli ja rahi thi aur Atul chup chap baith ke mujhe sun raha tha, uss din se main aur Atul pake dost hogaye, ab to mujhe koi bhi problem hoti thi to Atul ke paas jaati usse solve karne". Riddhima froze when she heard Anjali, Armaan's face flashed in front of her and how he helps her whenever she had any problem.

Anjali continued,"Phir ek din Atul ne mujhe propose kiya, main ekdum shocked reh gayi aur maine usse mana kar diya, pata hain uss din woh jitna hurt hua tha maine usse utna dukhi kabhi nahin dekha, maine soch liya tha ke ab main usse door rahugi, lekin aisa kar nahin payi"

"Kyun Di?"

"Pata nahin Ridzie, uss din ke baad Atul ne mujhse baat karna band kar diya. Maine usse bahut miss kiya, uske jokes, uski ajeeb baatein jisse woh mujhe hasata tha, uska meri har baat ka khayal rakhna, hamara baat karna. Phir ek din maine usse ek ladki ke saath dekha aur pata nahin mujhe kya hogaya, sab kuch bhool bhaal kar maine Atul ko uss ladki se door kiya aur uspar chilane lag gayi, uski shakal dekhne layak thi, ha ha ha". Riddhima listened to Anjali and remembered how angry she had been seeing Armaan with Sophia.

"Phir kya tha, ussi din maine Atul se keh diya ki main usse pyaar karti hoon, aur woh bhi pata hain kaise, chilate chilate," Anjali laughed remembering her weird confession to Atul.

"Pata hain Ridzie, hame pata hi nahin chalta ki jisse hum pyaar karte hain, woh hamare saamne hain, ek jhatke ki zaroorat parti hain yeh samajhne main ki jo insaan hame hasata hain, hamari madad karte hain aur jisse hum kissi doosre ke saath imagine bhi nahin kar sakte, uss insaan se hum pyaar karte hain"Anjali said and wishing her goodnight went to sleep.

Riddhima who had been fighting with her emotions all the way home from the library thought about what Anjali had said and her relationship with Armaan.

Armaan's house

"Kyun Riddhima ke saath kya hua?" Rahul asked Armaan.

"Wohi to pata nahin ki achanak usse ho kya gaya, keh kar gayi hain ki usse mujhse koi baat nahi karni", Armaan grumbled.

"Haan to theek hain na, mat baat karne de, tere ko kya farak parta hain, ki woh tujhse baat kare ya na kare?"

"Farak kaise nahi parega, zaroor mujhse koi galti ho gayi hain isliye woh naraz hain, lekin maine kya kiya mujhe kuch samajh nahi aaraha aur ab main kya karoon, pata nahin mujhe kya hogaya hain".

Rahul rolled his eyes at Armaan's stupidness,"Abbe oye donkey praja ke sardar tu usse pyar karta hain samjha, itni si baat tere bheje main ghoosti kyun nahi hain"

Armaan's eyes widened when he heard Rahul,"P..Py.....Pyaar, hehehe, wh....what rubbish, bakwas mat kar".

"Bakwas main nahi tu kar raha hain, jabse woh aayi hain tu bas ussi ke baare main sochta rehta hain, class main baithe baithe professor pe kam uspar zyada dhyan deta hain, subah usse milne ke liye zaldi uthta hain, agar woh ek din nahi dikhi to pagal ho jata hain, usse madad karne ke liye daura daura chala jata hain, aur jab bhi woh tere saamne aati hain to apni bari bari gol gol aankhon se usse ghoorta rehta hain, yeh pyaar nahin to aur kya hain?", saying Rahul walked away exasperated leaving Armaan thinking to himself.

Riddhima still sat on her bed thinking all that she had heard from Anjali and her interactions with Armaan. She remembered how she feels a tingle whenever they come in physical contact, how Armaan cracks stupid jokes and makes her laugh, how he is the first person to help her out whenever she has any problem, how she misses him when he is not around and most of all how she hated that Sophia chick for trying to get close to HER ARMAAN. Riddhima gasped as realization dawned on her.

Armaan thought about how he had felt when he had first seen Riddhima, she had looked like a doll, His Doll. He loved the way her hair fell on her face and she removed the strands one by one, he always felt like playing with her hair, feeling its smoothness. The way she laughed always brought a smile to his face, how cute she looks when he makes fun of her and teases her. And how rotten he felt right now when she would not talk to him. Armaan gasped as realization dawned on him.

"To kya iska matlab main Armaan se pyaar karti hoon?" Riddhima asked herself.

"To kya iska matlab main Basket se pyaar karta hoon?" Armaan asked himself.

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago

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Part 11

"No, no, no, I can't fall in love, I just can't, I promised myself that I won't let this happen, maybe its just a crush or infatuation, I mean how can I be so sure that this is LOVE ? Maybe I should stop seeing him and then I won't have all these weird feelings inside me, yes thats it. From now on I will not talk to him and soon this crush or infatuation whatever it is will die down," muttering to herself and promising to stick to her resolve Riddhima went to sleep.

Armaan tossed and turned in his bed trying to get some sleep but in vain. Finally after getting tired he went to the kitchen to get himself a glass of hot milk to help him sleep. Entering the dark kitchen he was just about to open the fridge when he heard a movement behind him.

"Aaaahhhhhhh"

"Aaaaaahhhhhhh"

"Rahul?"

"Armaan?"

"Saale tu hai," Armaan said clutching his heart which was beating rapidly.

"Mere alawa kaun hoga idiot," Rahul replied catching his breath.

"To tu aise dheere se kyu aaraha tha, mujhe laga pata nahin kaun hai?"

"Main yahan paani peene aaya tha, aur dheere se nahin aata to kya band baja leke aata apne saath? Lekin tu yahan kya kar raha tha?"

"Woh mujhe neend nahi aarahi thi to maine socha ki garam doodh pi loon"

"Oye hoye, kya baat hain, pyaar main abhi se teri neend urne lagi, not bad yaar", Rahul teased Armaan.

"Abbe chup kar, mujhe uss bare main koi baat nahin karni," Armaan said irritated.

"Lekin kyun, kya hua?" Rahul asked surprised at Armaan's sudden mood change.

"Dekh Rahul, tu shayad sahi keh raha hai, main usse pyaar kata hoon, lekin wo mujhse pyaar nahin karti, aur main apni feelings ko hamari dosti ki beech nahi lana chahta, agar usse pata chal gaya to phir woh mujhe bhi avoid karne lagegi" Armaan said rejectedly remembering how Riddhima runs away from Sumit. He would never be able to take it if she would ignore him like that. He would be happy remaining her friend as long as he could be with her.

"Armaan tu aise kaise keh sakta hain, ki woh tere se pyaar nahi karti, agar woh tujhse pyaar nahi karti to tere saath itna waqt kyun bitati, apni har problem ka solution tujhse kyun aakar mangti, bol mujhe?" Rahul asked trying to convince him.

Armaan just stood silently pondering over Rahul's words. Seeing Armaan quiet Rahul continued,"Dekh Armaan aise haar mat maan, woh bohut achi ladki hain, shayad jaise tujhe ehsaas nahi hua apne pyaar ka usse bhi nahi hua hoga, to iska matlab yeh to nahin na ki tu aise haar maan lega, usse itni asani se jaane mat de, samjha, don't let her go dude".

Armaan nodded his head and Rahul smiled at him, then making the mood light,"Aur ab sone chal, warna subah apni Basket ke saath basketball kaise khelne jaayega?"

Armaan looked at rahul astonished,"Tujhe kaise pata ki main usse.....?"

Rahul smirked,"Hahaha Don ko sab kuch pata hota hain, bachche, meri nazron se kuch bhi nahin chup sakta".

"Saale tu meri jassosi kar raha hai?"

"Ab jassosi to karni paregi na, pehle to tu khud aakar mujhe sab bata deta tha, lekin ab kuch bhi nahin batata, to main khud hi pata laga leta hoon hehehe," saying Rahul ran to his room while Armaan threw a cushion at his retreating back.

Next Morning.............

"Ridzie, Ridzie, RIDZIE", Anjali shouted trying to wake up her little sister.

"Huh?" Riddhima opened her eyes and found Anjali hovering over her.

"Kya hua Di, sone do na, bas do minute ok", saying she covered herself with the blanket once more.

"Madam aaj college nahi jaana kya?"

"College to 9 baje hain, abhi se jaakar kya karungi?" Riddhima answered lying under the blankets.

"Ridzie, meri jaan, 8 baj rahe hain" Anjali informed her sleeping sister.

"KYA??" Riddhima jerked up and looked towards the clock in shock.

"Oh no,yeh kya di, aapne mujhe pehle kyun nahi uthaya," Riddhima looked at Anjali accusingly.

"Lo, ulta chor kotwal ko daate, adha ghante se uthani ki koshish kar rahi hoon, par tu sune tab na, ab chilane bandkar aur jaakar jaldi tayar ho warna late hojayegi"saying Anjali left the room.

Riddhima got up and dragged herself to the bathroom, brushing her teeth she came out to collect her clothes when she remembered Armaan. Oh no, Armaan mera wait kar raha hoga, ab main kya karoon?

Kya karron kya, bhool gayi apna promise, acha hi hua na, tu to waise bhi usse avoid karne wali thi. Oh haan, lekin phir bhi usse kharab laga hoga.

On the other hand Armaan was snoring away to glory having switched off his alarm clock which was disturbing him since the last two hours. Rahul walked in and saw Armaan still sleeping, shocked he went to him and shook him to wake him up.

"Armaan uth, der ho rahi hai, uth na". But Armaan merely turned to the other side keeping a pillow on his head to shut out any noise. Rahul had no option left but to kick him.

"Owwwww," saying Armaan got up rubbing his back and looked at Rahul standing in front of him.

"Kya kar raha hai, yeh bhi koi tareeka hai kissi ko uthane ka, aur tu itni subah subah uth kar kya kar raha hain?"

"Oye Khumbhkarna, time dekha hain, 8 baje hain"

"Kya??? Oh shit, main itna late kaise hogaya, Riddhima mera wait kar rahi hogi", saying he ran out of the door.

"Majnu ki aulad, woh abhi tak basketball court main nahi hogi, wapas chali gayi hogi, ab jaakar usse college main hi milna aur aaj subah ke liye maafi bhi maang lena".

Armaan walked back in dejected and went to get ready while Rahul just stood shaking his head at his mad friend.

Riddhima entered the college to find Armaan waiting for her at the entrance. As soon as he saw her he flashed her a huge smile and Riddhima forgot all her resolves and promises to herself. She went upto him and breathed in his musky cologne closing her eyes and enjoying the moment of nearness with him. Armaan looked at her and smiled, he was glad she did not avoid him, he had feared she would not talk to him after he stood her up in the morning.

"Hi Riddhima"

Riddhima opened her eyes and looked at him confusedly. Why is he calling me Riddhima, he always calls me Basket, maybe he is upset about this morning.

"I am sorry Armaan".

"What?" Armaan asked clearly confused. Why is she apologizing, I should be the one saying sorry, I did not turn up in the morning and continued sleeping like a fool.

"Tum sorry kyu bol rahi ho?"

Riddhima looked at him surprised,"Woh main aaj subah nahi aayi na isliye".

Armaan looked at her and could not help smiling. Here he was cursing himself for not going today and she had not turned up either.

"Basket, chill, pata hai aaj main bhi late hogaya tha, aur mujhe lag raha tha ki tum to mera murder hi kar dogi gusse main aakar, lekin Bhagwan ne mujhe bacha liya, thank you God".

Riddhima looked up at Armaan's smiling face and her world lightened up. Is it just infatuation that I feel for him and why did I come and talk to him, did'nt I promise to avoid him. Suddenly remembering last night's events she backed away,"Oh, thats good then I am glad I did not make you wait for me, ok, bye", saying she turned and went to her class.

Armaan frowned at the sudden change in Riddhima and looked at her going away. Wondering what had happened and if he had said something wrong he entered the class to find Riddhima sitting on the first bench instead of the last bench where they usually sat. Isse achanak kya hogaya, God I hope she is not avoiding me, muttering to himself he went and sat at the last bench still lost in his thoughts.

A week went by and Armaan & Riddhima were still confused about each other. They still talked to each other, but something was amiss. They never talked for more than 10 minutes, after that Riddhima would make some excuse and go away. They had stopped meeting at the basketball court every morning because Riddhima said it tired her a lot. Armaan was very upset at her strange behaviour and missed her. In this whole week he realized how attached he had become to Riddhima and how much he loved her.

One day after college Armaan entered the library to talk to Riddhima. He had had enough and he wanted things to become normal between them even if only as friends.

Where is she?
Armaan walked around the library looking for Riddhima. Just then he tripped over something. Looking down he saw a book lying on the floor. Picking it up he looked around to see who it belonged to. Finding noone he opened a page randomly to see if it contained the name of its owner. Flipping through the pages Armaan stopped when he saw his name written on one of the pages. Curious, he started reading:

Armaan Mallik, college ka sabse handsome aur popular ladka lekin mere liye mera sab se acha dost, ek aisa dost jisse main jitna chahe pareshan karoon, woh gussa kabhi nahin hota, jitna uspar chilaun, woh mujhe tab bhi hasa deta hain, mujhe ajeeb ajeeb naam se bulate hain, mera mazak urata hain, phir bhi mujhe woh pasand hain, jab bhi woh saamne aata hai, lagta hain ki sirf usse dekhti rahoon, jab bhi jaan bhujkar basketball main haarta hain, sirf mujhe khush karne ke liye, mann karta hain, jaakar usse gale laga loon, pata nahin main kabhi ye tumse keh paongi, but I LOVE YOU ARMAAN MALLIK.

Your Basket.

Armaan's eyes widened when he read and as the words sunk in his head his smile bacame bigger and bigger. He could hardly hold his excitement. Looking around his eyes searched for Riddhima, his Basket. He just wanted to take her in his arms, tell her how much he loves her and would always do so. Finally when he did not find her in the library he ran outside searching for her. She loves me, all he could think of was those three words, I LOVE YOU. Running he caught sight of Riddhima entering the college building. He ran behind her and catching up with her dragged her to one of the classrooms.

Riddhima was surprised when she saw Armaan,"Armaan tum yahan kya kar rahe ho, college to kab ka khatam hogaya, aur tum mujhe kaha le jaa rahe ho, Armaan?"

"Shhh", Armaan placed a finger on Riddhima's lips to quieten her. Looking at her his heart just leaped with joy, he could not believe that Riddhima loved him too.

"Riddhima mujhe tumse kuch kehna hai, I....I love you Riddhima".

Riddhima turned numb when she heard Armaan. Did he just say that he loves me? Yes he did, OMG he loves me. Riddhima wanted to jump up in joy but then she remembered her past and backed out. Releasing herself from Armaan's grasp,"Armaan yeh tum kya keh rahe ho, please leave me alone".

Surprised by her sudden change he tried again,"Riddhima, I am just saying I love you, aur main jaanta hoon ki tum bhi mujhse pyaar karti ho, hum dono darr rahe the kyunki hum ek dusri ki feelings ke baare main nahin jaante the, lekin ab".

Riddhima cut him,"Ab kya, aur tumse yeh kisne keh diya ki main tumse pyaar karti hoon, main tumse pyaar nahin karti samjhe tum," saying she turned around to leave.

Armaan whipped her around and graabing her arms said,"To tum mujhse pyaar nahin karti haan? Bolo Riddhima nahin karti pyaar?"

"Haan haan nahin karti, samjhe tum, ab choro mujhe"

"To phir yeh kya hai," saying he showed her the page where she had written about him. Riddhima's face turned pale when she saw her diary in his hands.

"Woh, woh main......."

"Riddhima hum dono ek dusre se pyaar karte hain, to phir tum mujhe aise torture kyun kar rahi ho?" Armaan pleaded.

Riddhima gulped,"Armaan main tumse pyaar nahin kar sakti".

"Kyun nahin kar sakti ho?" Armaan said caressing her cheeks with the back of his hands.

Riddhima closed her eyes at his touch. Opening them she saw Armaan looking at her with immense hope, feeling guilty she moved his hand away from her face and turned to go, but he held her by her shoulders making her face him.

"Armaan please aisa mat karo, tum nahin samjhoge".

"To phir mujhe samjhao Riddhima".

"Armaan main........main, I am an illegitimate child", saying she broke down crying.

Armaan froze when he heard her and his arms slackened his hold on her shoulders.

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago

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Part 12

Armaan froze when he heard her and his arms slackened their hold on her shoulders, he looked down at Riddhima crying uncontrollably and felt miserable. Lifting her face with his hand gently he looked at her and said,"Riddhima main....".

"Armaan please, mujhe kuch nahin sunna, main jaa rahi hoon", saying she turned around to leave but Armaan held her hand tightly not letting her go.

"Riddhima tum aise kaise jaa sakti ho, I love you, main tumhe..........."

Riddhima cut him saying,"Armaan tum mujh jaisi ladki se kaise pyaar kar sakte ho, tum mere baare main kya jaante ho, mere past ke baare main, kuch bhi nahin, please mujhe chor do".

"Kaise chor doon Riddhima, itni asani se main tumhe apne se door nahin jaane doonga, pata hain main tumse pehli nazar main pyaar kar baitha tha, par buddhu ki tarah main samajh hi nahin paya ki yeh pyaar hain, iss ek hafte jab hum saath nahin the, to meri jaan hee chali gayi thi, maine soch liya tha ki tumhe apne pyaar ke baare main kabhi pata nahin chalne doonga aur hamesha tumhara dost bana rahoonga. Aur ab jab hum dono ek dusre se pyaar karte hain to tum peeche hat rahi ho".

"Par Armaan main ek.......", Riddhima tried again but was silenced by his finger on her quivering lips.

"Shhh.....kuch kehne ki zaroorat nahi hain Riddhima, mujhe koi explanation nahin chahiye, main tumse pyaar karta hoon tumhare past se nahi, mujhe koi farak nahin parta aur tumhe bhi farak nahin parna chahiye", Armaan consoled her, but Riddhima was still scared.

"Armaan mujhe pyaar jaisi cheez par vishwas karne se darr lagta hain, iss pyaar ne meri asli maa ki jaan le li thi, uss aadmi ne bhi meri maa se pyaar ke hazaar vaade kiye the, lekin jab nibhane ka waqt aaya to chala gaya, agar Shashank Papa aur Smriti Mom nahin hote to shayad aaj main yahan tumhare saamne khari nahin hoti, to phir main kaise uss pyaar par vishwas kar loon jisne meri maa ki jaan le li", Riddhima sobbed.

"Uss pyaar par nahin, lekin sache pyaar par to vishwas kar sakti hona Riddhima?"

Riddhima looked up at him confusedly to see what he meant. Armaan cupped her face in his hands and said,"Riddhima main uss pyaar ki baat kar raha hoon jisne tumhe itni strength di ki tum mere samne khari ho, tumhare mom dad aur di ka pyaar. Kya unka pyaar sacha nahi hain? Tumhi kehti rehti hona ki woh tumhe kitna pyaar karte hain, to ab agar unhe pata chalega ki tum apne baare main aisa sochti ho, to unhe bura nahin lagega?"

Riddhima nodded her head silently not meeting his gaze but Armaan lifted her face so that her eyes met his and she saw the immense love in his eyes which she had never seen before in anybody else's. Seeing her silent, Armaan continued,"Riddhima pyaar se daro mat, isse tum sirf apne aap ko hi nahi, balki apne aas paas tumhe pyaar karne walon ko bhi dukh deti ho".

Riddhima gulped when she heard him, she was hurting him and it pained her. She tentatively placed her hand on his cheeks and he immediately closed his eyes and sighed at her touch.

"Tum mujhe kabhi chor kar nahin jaaoge na?", she asked still afraid.

He opened his eyes at her question and looked down at her. Bringing his face close to hers he whispered near her lips,"Kabhi nahin, chahe tum mujhse picha churane ka jitni bhi koshish kyu na kar lo", saying he kissed her on her forehead and nose and moved down to her lips but backed away just in time.

Riddhima on the other hand had no intention of letting him go and so before he could back out any further, she placed her lips on his and kissed him. It took a moment for Armaan to recover but he soon reciprocated and enveloping his arms around her waist brought her closer to him such that both were pressed to each other. Riddhima tousled his hair affectionately making him lose control and he kissed her passionately making her moan.

Both broke apart gasping for air and Riddhima murmured against his lips,"I love you Armaan".

Armaan's lips curved into a smile which got bigger and bigger when he heard her and hugging her tightly shouted,"I love you Riddhima, I love you so much".

He twirled her around still hugging her while Riddhima just giggled. Finally placing her down he looked at her smiling widely at him and knew she was just as happy as he was this moment.

"Thank you", Armaan said simply, still looking at her.

"Huh? Thank you kyu?", Riddhima asked confused.

"For making me the happiest and the luckiest man today"

"Armaan, thank you to mujhe kehna chahiye, tumne mujhe meri galti ka ehsaas dilaya, warna main to.........."

"Hey.......ab hum uss topic ke baare main kabhi baat nahin karenge, samjhi. For us it does not exist, aur tumhari family ko bhi acha nahin lagega yeh jaankar ki tum aisa sochti ho, woh bahut hurt honge".

Riddhima nodded and placed her head on his chest enjoying this closeness with him. Armaan wrapped his hands around her locking her in his arms and placing his chin on the top of her head.

Both were lost in the glorious moment when suddenly Riddhima's cell started ringing. They broke apart and Riddhima saw it was Anjali Di calling. She picked it up only to jerk the phone away from her ear listening to the shrill screaming of her sister.

Anjali on the phone: Ridzie, where the hell are you, tujhe pata hain mujhe kab se tension ho rahi hain, college 2 ghante pehle khatam ho gaya tha aur tu ab tak nahi aayi, hello tu sun rahi hai main kya keh rahi hoon, ab jawab kyu nahi deti.

Armaan looked on amused as Riddhima placed the phone back to her ear after making sure that her elder sister had stopped screaming.

"Di, aap mujhe baat karne dengi tab main bolugi na, mere hello bolne se pehle hi aapka chilana shuru hogaya", Riddhima answered still in Armaan's arms who played with her hair as she talked.

Anjali: Don't act smart with me Miss Riddhima Gupta, idhar meri jaan chali gayi tension ke maare aur tujhe mazaak sujh raha hain, abhi ke abhi ghar wapas aa samjhi.

"Aa rahi hoon baba, chill", saying Riddhima cut the call and looked at Armaan who was looking at her with a sad puppy dog expression on his face.

"Kya hua?", Riddhima asked placing a hand on his cheek.

"Tum jaa rahi ho?", Armaan asked childishly.

Riddhima smiled at his cute face and nodded at him. Armaan hugged her and said in a babyish voice,"Tusi naa jao".

"What?", Riddhima asked amused.

"Maine ek film main dekha tha, ek chota sa bacha aise hi ladki ko jaane se rokta hain, socha kyun na tum par try kar loon, shayad tum ruk jao", Armaan explained.

"Hmmm, to kya uss film main ladki ruk gayi thi?"

Armaan frowned when he remembered that the girl had still gone away after hugging the small boy. Riddhima looked at him frowning and chukled,"Nahi ruki thi na, to phir main bhi chali".

Armaan stopped her before she could exit the classroom and holding her hands said,"Lekin tum wo ladki thori na ho, tumhe exactly waise hi karne ki zaroorat nahi hain, kuch different karo na, jaise mere paas ruk jao", he concluded winking at her.

"Arre aise kaise? Tumne uss chote bache ko copy kiya to maine bhi uss ladki ko copy kiya," Riddhima teased him enjoying the look on his face.

"Riddhimaaaaa", Armaan said irritated.

Just then her cell rang again and she saw it was Atul,"Damn aaj to main mari, jijs ka phone hain, Oh God, Armaan main jaa rahi hoon warna jijs to mujhe kabhi chorenge nahin," saying she turned around to leave. Armaan sighed knowing that there was no way they could spend more time together followed her outside.

"Theek hain baba chalo", saying he grabbed her hand and began walking towards his car.

"Kahan le jaa rahe ho, Armaan, mujhe ghar jaana hain warna jijs sachi mujhe maar dalenge", Riddhima protested.

"Madam don't worry aap ko itni jaldi marne nahi doonga, ghar hi leja raha hoon aur apna cell to utha lo kab se baj raha hain," Armaan said seeing she still had not answered Atul's call.

"Pagal ho gaye ho, cell uthakar main marna nahin chahti, jijs itni zor se chilayenge ki mere kaan hamesha ke liye kaam karna band kar denge".

"Phir to mat uthao, agar tum behri ho gayi to sab mujhe bolenge ki apni girlfriend ko pehle hi din apna besura awaaz suna kar behra bana diya, jabki meri koi bhi galti nahi hogi" Armaan replied while opening the passenger door of his car.

"Armaannnnnn, aur neways tumhe kya zaroorat hain mujhe chorne ki, main khud chali jaongi, bekaar ka tumhe takleef hogi".

"Ji nahi, mere hote hua aapko koi kasht karne ki zaroorat nahi hain priye, aaj se main aapka personal boyfriend cum personal bodyguard cum personal driver hoon", Armaan said dramatically while winking at her and starting the car.

Riddhima smiled and sat down to enjoy the best drive of her life with Her Armaan.

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago

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Part 13

Armaan was leisurely driving enjoying the new feeling of falling in love. He had grabbed Riddhima's hand and locking it with his own kept changing the gear feeling blissful and loved. He kept turning to look at Riddhima and blowing her kisses. Riddhima smiled seeing their interlocked hands and Armaan's happy face while driving but seeing the time and realizing that it had been more than an hour since her sister's frantic call, she became anxious.

Armaan was driving at a snail's pace and Riddhima was getting impatient. Unknown to her Armaan was doing it on purpose so that he could spend as much time with her as possible, he had let the other cars easily overtake him and taken the longest route known to him to reach her house.

Finally when Riddhima could take it no longer she exclaimed,"Armaan tum kitni dheere gaari chala rahe ho, dekho raasta khali hai lekin tum 60 ki speed se upar jaa hi nahi reh ho, aise karoge to hum kal tak bhi ghar nahi pahuch payenge".

"Haii kaash aisa hi ho", Armaan mumbled.

"Kya, tum kuch bol rahe ho?", Riddhima asked suspiciously eyeing him.

Armaan immediately changed his expressions,"Nahi main to bas yahi keh raha tha ki gaari tez nahi chalani chahiye, hamesha speed limit ke andar rehna chahiye".

Riddhima looked at him as if he was mad,"Speed Limit?????? Armaan yeh India hai, aur woh bhi Mumbai, London nahin jahan speed limit hote hai aur log unhe follow karte hai, aur agar tum Mumbai main speed limit jaisi koi bhi cheez ko follow karoge to kabhi gaari nahin chala paoge kyunki sab tumhe overtake karlenge aur tumhe raasta nahin denge, dekho jaise abhi uss gaari ne kiya," pointing to a red car which had swiftly overtook them and was soon out of sight.

"Riddhima hame model citizen banna chahiye, dusron ki tarah aisi fast driving karna bilkul safe nahin, aur tumhara to main nahin jaanta lekin main bhari jawani main marna nahin chahta, abhi tak to meri shaadi bhi nahin huyi hai", Armaan said dramatically winking at Riddhima who gaped at him and his silly antics shaking her head.

Finally after a looooong drive of 2 hours which should have been a short drive of only half hour they arrived at Riddhima's house and she heaved a sigh of relief. Armaan on the other hand was looking at the house accusingly as if cursing it for being there.

"Basket tumhe nahin lagta ki tumhara ghar kuch zyada hi zaldi aa gaya", Armaan asked still holding her hand and looking at her seriously.

"Pagal ho gaye ho kya, hum 2 ghanta late hai, aaj to jijs mujhe chorenge nahin, ab mujhe jaane do, bye", saying she turned around to leave, but Armaan still held onto her hand.

"Armaan main mazak nahi kar rahi, please mujhe jaane do main sachi bahut late ho gayi hoon, kal milte hai theek hai", Riddhima tried convincing him.

Armaan frowned seeing no way of stopping her or staying with her, brought her hand to his lips and kissed it,"I love you Riddhima".

Riddhima smiled. Moving forward she placed a light kiss on his forehead and whispered,"Love you too Armaan".

Armaan grinned and finally leaving her hand let her go. Riddhima walked away but suddenly remembering something came back to him and said,"Thank you Armaan".

Armaan looked at her and raising his eyebrows asked what for.

Placing a hand on his cheek,"Mujhe samajh ne ke liye aur samjhane ke liye".

"Anytime Basket," saying he kissed her softly on her cheeks and whispered near her ears,"Aur ab tum jaldi se yahan se nahin gayi to main tumhe kabhi nahin jaane doonga samjhi, yahin pe rakh loonga apne paas".

Riddhima looked at him wide eyed, then smiling waved him goodbye and entered the house. Armaan watched her go and then drove away conviniently forgetting his bhashan to Riddhima about slow driving.

Entering the house Riddhima saw her sister watching television and her jijs nowhere in sight. Thanking God for saving her atleast for now she went and sat beside her sister on the couch.

"Hey Di, temperature kaisa hai?", Riddhima asked nervously.

"Tu aa gayi, pooch mat, volcano phatne ka wait kar raha hai, aaj to tu pakka gayi madam, aaj tera koi bahana koi chote bacho jaisi shakal kaam nahin karne wali" Anjali said smirking at Riddhima.

"Di, don't challenge me ok, aur aaj tak mera koi bhi tactic fail nahi hua, dekhna aaj bhi main handle kar lungi", Riddhima answered confidently.

"Main jhooth nahi bol rahi Ridzie, Atul ko maine itne gusse main kabhi nahin dekha, aaj to tujhe pakka daat parne wali hai".

"Itna bharosa? to theek hain bet laga lijiye, 5 minute se zyada jijs ne mujhe kuch kaha to main main........", Riddhima stuttered thinking of a good enough punishment for herself.

"To tu jo main kahugi wohi karegi, done?", Anjali replied putting her hand forward.

Riddhima looked at the hand for a second and then extending her own shook it,"Done, its a deal then".

Anjali grinned, today her little sister was gone for sure, her husband had been in a foul mood when he had returned from the hospital and finding Riddhima absent had completely blown his lid off. She rejoiced on her undeclared victory as she watched Riddhima climb up the stairs to talk to Atul.

Riddhima stood outside the room wondering whether to knock or not, no matter what she said to her sister she was a bit scared of her jijs reaction but remembering the challenge she put aside all her worries and decided to pacify him in some way or the other.

Before she could do anything the door flew open and Atul came out,"Anjali Ridzie.........", but stopped when he saw Riddhima standing outside smiling a bit nervously.

"Riddhima yeh koi time hai aane ka, pata hai mujhe kitni tension ho rahi thi, Muskaan kab ki ghar pahuch gayi aur tum pata nahi college main akeli kya kar rahi thi, do you have any sense of responsibility?", he shouted but stopped when he saw Riddhima standing holding her ears.

He stuttered averting his gaze from her face continued trying not to be weak,"Dekh aaj yeh sab nahi chalne wala main........"

"I am sorry jijs........sniff", Riddhima spoke tears running down her face.

Atul immediately melted and hugged her,"Awww its ok Ridzie, please don't cry, I am sorry I shouted at you".

"Its........sniff..........ok", Riddhima mumbled hugging her jijs and showing thumbs down to her sister who was watching the whole scene in astonishment cursing her stupid husband for falling for her little sister's schemes.

Armaan felt on top of the world, he did'nt remember when he had been happier in his life. He bounded up the stairs taking two at a time and entering his apartment saw Rahul lying asleep on the couch with his mouth half open and books all around him. He wanted to hug Rahul for making him realize his true feelings and tell him everything that had happened today, so moving forward he shook Rahul to wake him up not caring about the time or the number of curses and kicks that would come his way.

"Aye Rahul uth, mujhe tujhse ek bahut zaroori baat karni hai, uth na yaar", Armaan shook him but Rahul just waved him away. Armaan tried again but it was useless, Rahul slept on as if dead to the world.

Finally exasperated Armaan tried one last trick which he knew would never fail. Bending near Rahul's ears he whispered,"Rahul, Muskaan aayi hai tujhse milne".

Rahul immediately jerked up and looked around frantically seaching for Muskaan while Armaan stood there trying to control his laughter.

Coming to his senses Rahul looked at Armaan ready to kill him for his poor sense of humour.

"Sorry yaar lekin main kya karta, tu uth hi nahi raha tha, aur mujhe important baat karni thi," Armaan explained.

"Haan to kal baat nahi kar sakta tha, neend se uthana zaroori tha, woh bhi iss tarah", Rahul shouted at him.

"Nahin main kal tak wait nahi kar sakta mujhe abhi tujhe sab kuch batana hai, tu sunega to believe hi nahi karega", Armaan spoke excitedly.

"Aisa kya ho gaya ki itna uchal raha hai, Riddhima ne tujhse baat ki kya?", Rahul asked seeing his excitement.

"Sirf baat nahi aaj usne woh keh diya jo maine kabhi nahin socha tha, she made me the happiest person in the world Rahul".

"Bol to aise raha hai jaise usne tujhe I Love You bol diya ho", Rahul said. Armaan nodded happily making Rahul jump up in shock and exclaim,"Sach keh raha hai".

"Haan yaar she loves me", Armaan grinned.

"Yayyyyyy Congrats man, you got her, dekha maine kaha tha na not to lose hope", hugging each other both jumped around happily.

"Acha ab mujhe poori baat detail main bata, kuch bhi mat chorna samjha," Rahul said sitting on the couch with Armaan.

Armaan narrated the day's events to him, how he had followed her to the library, finding her diary and reading what she had written about him. Then confronting her and telling his own feelings to her, he left out the illegitimate part coz he did not want to open that chapter again, for him it did not exist and he would make sure that even Riddhima forgot it, how they both had confessed and the lovely drive back home.

When he finished Rahul had a thoughtful look on his face, turning to Armaan he asked seriously,"Yaar kya Muskaan ke paas bhi aisi koi diary hogi, kaash main usse parr pata".

"Arre yaar don't worry main hoon na, Muskaan ko saath main patayenge, ek na ek din to usse haan karni hi hain", Armaan said enthusiasticaly.

Rahul turned to him with an evil grin,"Tujhe to meri madad karni hi paregi, why do you think I set you up with Riddhima haan?"

"Matlab?"

"Matlab, dekh tu mera best friend hain, aur Muskaan teri Riddhima ki, to agar tum dono mera saath doge tab to mera kaam asaan haina? After all Riddhima apne boyfriend ke best friend ke liye itna to kar hi sakti hai, right?"

"Saale, matlabi, teri to", saying Armaan ran after Rahul throwing cushions at him.

Riddhima lay on her bed trying Muskaan's number but it showed unreachable. Frustrated she put her mobile down, just when she wanted to talk to her best friend, she could not get through. She wanted to tell Muskaan everything that had happened today, how she had confessed to Armaan, how he had hugged her, how he had driven her round the whole town on the pretext of dropping her home and how she had fallen for the most amazing guy on this planet.

Her phone buzzed bringing her out of her thoughts. She picked it up excitedly hoping it was Muskaan but it was a message from Armaan.

Sitting up she looked at the clock and saw that it was 12 am, shocked she looked down at the mobile wondering what he wanted to say so late at night.

Edited by cool_pisces - 16 years ago