Attracted to You !?!? RM & AR *Part 13, Page 38* - Page 11

Hey Shilpa! Just caught up to the third! I really really like this one!...The writing is superb and the concept is different! Can't wait till the cynical, practical Rahul falls in love with Muskaan.
Come to think of it the Rahul in your FF sounds ALOT like my friend!....Like seriously....
Crazy!
Can't wait for the next part...I love Muskaan's little yoga session! Haha!! I wish I was that motivated first thing in the morning...lol
Sorry for the late comment honey....I've been majorly caught up!!

PART 4

Brooklyn Office of Architecture and Design 7pm

After wrapping up his work for the day Rahul heads out of the office building, last, Joshika had insisted on staying, but luckily she received a call calling her elsewhere.

Undoing the top most button of his button down shirt, to get away from the tied up feeling, Rahul heads down the subway station to catch a subway home.

Rahul was unlike most other bachelors, he wasn't interested in grabbing any fast food he found, he wasn't all that great in cooking in his opinion, but he rather preferred to eat homemade meals than grab something unhealthy off the street.

Reaching home, he changes into a track pants and a vest and heads for his small home gym. Getting on the treadmill he turns on the tv flipping till he hits TBS, turning up the volume, Rahul steps onto the treadmill, after a good forty minutes of intense running, Rahul switches off the treadmill and heads over to the weights, grabbing a pair of dumbbells, Rahul lays flat on his back on the small bench raising the weights above his head and back down, Rahul does a set of thirty reps, after finishing his workout for the day, Rahul heads into the restroom for a quick shower, to get off the sweaty feeling. Turning on the cool water and taking a quick bath, Rahul puts on a track pant and a shirt and heads into the kitchen to make dinner for himself.

Looking into the cupboards, Rahul feels sleepy already, he grabs a box of mac and cheese deciding, not to go all out for dinner tonight as her was too tired to even bother cooking.

Placing the macaroni on the stove to boil, Rahul takes out a glass and pours himself some apple juice. As the macaroni comes to a boil Rahul drains the water, adds the cheese and a piece of butter, and heads over to the dinner table with his bowl of mac and cheese and apple juice.

As Rahul digs in he flips through the TV not really searching for anything, but rather flipping through the TV for lack of a better thing to do.

Rinsing his bowl and glass, and placing them in the dishwasher, Rahul switches off the lights and is about to head into his bedroom when a glint from the living room catches his eyes.

Going to check the cause of the light Rahul sees the unopened package from the morning. The package that has been slipping on and off his mind since morning.

Rahul makes his way over to the package picking up and examining it for a second before opening it.

As Rahul carelessly rips the cover off the package, throwing it aside he opens the cardboard encasing, looking inside he finds a lot of Styrofoam, after getting through that he finds a cd in there.

"CD??" thinks Rahul.. slightly scratching his head due to lack of comprehension.

Putting the cd aside, Rahul looks for the wrapping that he had hastily disposed of earlier.

"Where did that go now'. Aha" as his eyes land upon the slightly crumpled piece of paper.

Taking it to the dining table along with the cd, Rahul smoothens out the piece of paper to try to decipher the writing on it, and the writing mind you was very messy, scribbles at most.

After trying to make out the writing for twenty minutes, all Rahul could come up with was that the first letter in the name seemed to be "M".

Leaving the paper on the table he goes to his cd player, popping in the cd, he shuts the lid and pushes in the play button.

As Rahul turns back towards the paper, he hears beautiful sounds coming from his audio devices. It is a sweet, smooth voice, a girl's voice and she is singing.

"Hulchul hui, zara shor hua.., dil chor hua, teri ore hua" sings the beautiful, captivating voice.

Looking at the cd cover, Rahul smiles, the voice sounded beautiful, and Rahul found himself wondering how the girl would look, if her voice itself was this beautiful.

The CD was full of many songs, sung by the same girl.

Listening to the sweet voice, a thought struck Rahul, why was this mail sent to him? The only explanation he could think of was that it was by mistake, not knowing what to do in such a case, Rahul decides to just keep the CD, he liked listening to it anyway.

After listening to the whole cd once, Rahul switches it off and heads to bed. The whole time the sweet voice keep playing in his mind.

India Morning 8:30am

Armaan goes to talk to his father about Rahul, and he also had to appoint an interior designer for all the hall decorations.

You see Armaan walking back inside a huge mansion, as he enters he sees his father seating himself at the dining table, thinking this is the perfect opportunity to ask him anything, Armaan rushes up to the dining table himself.

"Hello, Good Morning Papa" Armaan greets him with a smile.

He goes over to the other side of the table "Hello Ma" Armaan says hugging his mother from the back.

"Good Morning beta, Rahul se baat hui" Rahul's father asks looking up from his aloo paratha.

"Haan.. umm.. baat hui..par" Armaan starts off.

"Kya par.. kya kaha usne?" Rahul's dad asks with a stern gaze.

"Who keh raha tha, ki he is not interested in coming.." Armaan says trailing off in the end.

Rahul's mom sensing the building tension, decides to speak up before it is too late, "Mai, Mai baat karlungi Rahul se.. bas theek se nahi sunna hoga usne.. mai baat karlungi"

Giving a slight nod, Rahul and Armaan's dad continues with his breakfast.

Meet Mr. Garewal, one of India's biggest business man, he owns a textile industry in India's capital New Dehli, and he has always wanted his sons to take over for him. Armaan readily agreed, but Rahul had different plans for himself. Now don't get me wrong, Rahul's father did not have a problem with Rahul's career of choice, but you could always see, he was a little bit stricter with Rahul than with Armaan, because Rahul was a more masti type of guy, Rahul's dad wanted to make sure he didn't go off in any wrong direction, so acted a little more strict with him.

As they finish their breakfast, Mr. Garewal and Armaan head off to work in their black Mercedes (type of car).

As, she waves her husband and son adieu, Mrs. Garewal walks back into the how deliberating how to convince her son Rahul, to come for his brother's wedding before he had to hear a earful from his father.

Rahul had always been slight ziddi, wanting to do his own man-maani. Picking up the phone, Mrs. Garewal dials Rahul's number, hearing his familiar voice mail, she cuts the call goes on with her day's work.

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4th Part of my ff!!

Please do comment/criticize!

edited😃

And I know Mini Hitler ji wanted a LONG update, couldn't provide that, so posting two parts! 😛

Hope your happy with it pari!! Santhosham aa? 😆

PART 5

Muskaan walks into the building confidently, she wants to make sure she makes a good impression, especially this being her first impression.

Walking into the lobby, Muskaan takes a glance at her silver wristwatch, noticing that it is only 7:45am she decides to take a seat in one of the plush comfy couches that filled the main lobby.

Muskaan has always been a simple girl, always to enjoy the simple things in life. She has spent her whole youth in Punjab, and she has been very close to her parents. Till recently they were not ready to part with her and let her move to New Delhi on her own. But after a lot of requesting and puppy dog eyes from Muskaan, they gave in. It is not that they did not want their daughter to follow her dreams, but Delhi was very modern, and hearing all the news about people from there did not help any. They trusted their daughter completely, but it was the others they did not trust. Muskaan has been brought up very innocently, a little too nave for the real world. But she knew how to stand up for herself and what she believed in.

Seeing as it was 8am on the dot on her wristwatch Muskaan gets up and stands in the middle of the lobby, to be sure that she does not miss Ms. Sharma.

Soon enough she sees a 45year old motherly looking lady walking towards her in a pant suit.

Coming up to Muskaan, "Muskaan Chadda?" she asks to confirm to herself.

"Yes that's me, Hi Ms. Sharma" Muskaan replies holding out her hand.

"Welcome" Mrs. Sharma replies taking her hand, "and not Ms. Sharma, it is Mrs. Sharma" she adds with a wink.

Mrs. Sharma takes Muskaan around the office, familiarizing her with the office.

Muskaan and Mrs. Sharma has taken an immediate liking to each other, especially Muskaan, as she was really missing her parents back home, this being that first time she was by herself.

As the tour comes to an end, someone comes telling Mrs. Sharma that she is wanted by Ms. Khanna the boss.

Muskaan follows, but sits outside the office waiting for Mrs. Sharma.

In about ten minutes Mrs. Sharma walks out with another lady, she looks quite young, slender , this is Mrs. Khanna.

"But who will take up this new project" Mrs. Khanna asks, annoyed by Mrs. Sharma's negative replies to all her questions.

"You say everyone in the office is busy with their own projects, but this is Mr. Garewal, one of the biggest clients we will ever get, we simply can't turn down this offer Mrs. Sharma you know that" says Mrs. Khanna slamming down her file on the table.

Just then Mrs. Sharma notices Muskaan over Mrs. Khanna's shoulder.

"Aha perfect.. Mrs. Khanna, I think I have found just the answer to your questions"

"Huh?, Pardon" Mrs. Khanna says not sure what happened so suddenly.

Gesturing Muskaan to come there, Mrs. Sharma introduces Muskaan.. "Meet Muskaan Chaddha our newest employee, she can take up Mr. Garewal's contract. "

"A new one on such a big project?" Mrs. Khanna asks eyeing Muskaan.

"Yes, take a look at her work" Mrs. Sharma says smiling at Muskaan, she takes Muskaan's portfolio out of her hand and hands it to Mrs. Khanna

"Wow, this is really good stuff" Mrs. Khanna says flipping through the portfolio, "yes, yes, Muskaan should definitely take up Mr. Garewal's contract, these are the kinds of conservative designs he was asking for."

"Yes, Ms. Chaddha, you are taken for this contract, welcome to the team." Mrs. Khanna says holding out her hand for Muskaan's

"Thank You" Muskaan says taking her hand, trying to control her urge to jump up and down.

After getting information regarding the new contract from Mrs. Khanna, Muskaan is shown to her new cabin.

Walking into the cabin, Muskaan smiles to herself, she is finally here, her goal is finally taking shape into a reality. She goes to her chair, touching it lightly, she has always dreamt of sitting in her own chair at work, she touches her laptop, laying there on her desk, waiting to get started. Then Muskaan turns around to look out the giant window behind her desk, he office wasn't all that high up, it was only on the 5^th floor, but it was high enough to see the metropolitan city in front of her. She could see the tiny cars, rushing around getting to their destinations, all the people walking around, some enjoying their day, some rushing to get to work.

She was finally here, Delhi, her first time chance to experience the real life. She loved being home with her parents and all, and she missed them a lot, but she couldn't stay there here whole life, she had to move ahead, explore life for herself.

Just then she hears a slight knock on her door, "Come in" she says smiling to herself, she had seen all this in movies and it was funny to get to say it herself.

Mrs. Sharma walks in," How do you like it Ms. Chadda?"

"It is lovely Mrs. Sharma, this is just lovely" Muskaan says resting her hands on her chair.

*** Armaan at work ***

Armaan is busy looking into a new project file.

"Lunch time hai, iss file ko aane ke baad pura karta hoon, pet mai chuhe daud rahe hai" he thinks to himself.

As he looks up he sees Ridhimma.

Armaan looks back down to his file thinking it is his imagination playing tricks on him, as he has been seeing Ridhimma all around work since morning.

"Armaan" says Ridhimma slamming her hand on the table.

"Huh?? Ridhimma tum?" Armaan asks jumping up out of his chair.

"Aur nahi toh kya? Mera bhoot?"

"Waise bhi, tum yaha kaise" Armaan asks with a naughty grin, "Meri yaad aa rahi thi" he says winking.

"Yaad aur wo bhi tumhari, chodo chodo, mere paas time nahi hai aise faltu cheezo ki" Ridhimma says coming and flicking Armaan's nose teasingly.

Armaan reaches out and grabs her hand, pulling her closer to himself.

"Armaaaan!! chodo na" Ridhimma says trying to free her hand from his grip.

Armaan slowly moves closer to her, moving her hair aside, Armaan places a kiss on her cheek.

"Arm.. Armaan!! Behave yourself" Ridhimma says blushing a deep red. "Koi dekhlega toh" she says getting worried what people will think.

"Waise, tumne abhi tak nahi bataya, tum yaha kyu aayi" he asks grinning.

"Wo, maine tumhare liye lunch banaya" Ridhimma says looking down shyly.

"Wow Lunch!, aur wo bhi tumhare haathon ka?"

"Lagta hai aaj hospital mai appointment lena padega" Armaan says laughing at Ridhimma's expression.

"Hawwwwww, chal hat! Mai kabhi nahi laati tumhare liya khana! Mai jaa rahi hoon!"

"Oyye hoyye, itna gussa kyu, I was joking hun!"

"Haan Haan, whatever" Ridhimma says sticking out her tongue at Armaan.

"Acha betho, tum bhi khalo na"

Armaan and Ridhimma sit together, and eat lunch, feeding each other, and having cute talks.

OMG very happy happy snr hitler ji😃😃😃

res yipppppeeeee luv u shilpzzzz

aww.. girl the parts were simply rocking , ps. can u please write a little bit more on armaan-riddhima! i loved how muskaan is gonna work with rahul on the contract... we're in for some sparks hopefully! please do continue soon!

lovely.......Cant wait for RM to meet.........Thanks 4 pm....itas awesum dear