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PART 3
As soon as i entered the party, the reaction was as i had expected. Everyone stood gaping as if i'd comitted a crime. For God's sake, i'd just entered the party (where all the ladies were in sarees and all men in sherwani or long kurta either with pajama or with jeans) wearing a turqoise coloured tank top, with a matching jacket and black shorts. The high pencil heels were replaced by comfy sports shoes, of matching turq and black colour. I was back to my original form, and glad of it. Abhi cud see that, and casually told everyone that someone had spoilt my dress and i needed to change. Seeing the strong aura with me, no one dared to speak anything. They all continued with the party, the women feeling jealous of my company as well as my looks, and the men hungrily sparing a last look at me again and again.
After moving around for sometime, i finally found her. She engulfed me into a big rib crashing hug. She's smaller in size, but its said, big things come in small packages.
"Oh my God, u look awesome, i mean, i so love to compliment myself. Ridzi, u know what, every woman in this hall wants the figure like u to flaunt off this dress with so much grace, and every man is watching u, forming God knows what images in his mind"
"After all, Nikki, this is designer dress only that i wear. You yourself arent doing bad in this pink saree, with i dont know what all stuff embedded on it. Trust me, this is exactly new style, i mean it wont even be counted as a saree, its totally different. And awesome too, u're the best designer i've ever met. No wonder Abhi is dressed in this beautiful sherwani for once. Dude, u definitely look more handsome than other days"
With that we again go for a group hug, and Abhi whispers a quick few words in Nikki's ears, and she nods her head in agreement. I know it was about my encounter with Armaan, and thanks to our mutual understanding, Nikki also doesnt ask me anything about it.
Yes friends, let me introduce you to the most and most important people in my life, my sister Nikita Gupta, and my bestest buddy, Abhimanyu Modi. I guess its time u know all about them, as well as Armaan.
My mom Padma Gupta, gave birth to her 2 daughters 20 years ago, Nikki and me are unidentical twins. She's just 4 minutes elder to me, but still, takes the full advantage of being the 'ELDER ONE'. Mom was very weak when we were born, and hence she passed after one week of our birth. Dad had loved mom very much, and everyone expected him to neglect us and blame us for mom's death. People, jealous of dad's wealth, just wanted a reason. But dad remained uneffected by them. He took us to be mom in form of two small girls. Infact he took it as a challenge to take care of his 2 daughters giving them the love of both the parents, and he loved challenges. We both grew t be very happy kids under him. He also became a successful parent as well as businessman. He didnt neglect either one, and his business boomed a lot, making us lucky for him. I had taken after dad in nature, and Nikki after mom, not exactly the same, bt most of it. Nikki was the daddy's doll, she loved being all girly, and was the most popular girl in the school. As my elder sister, she always wanted to protect me. She was not the pampered princess, but a princess for sure. I, on the other hand, was total rough and tough. Dad seemed soft to us both, but the world knew how tough he was as a person. I was more into sports and other things, normally which Nikki avioded. I loved getting hurt and showing off my scars to dad n Nikki, dad wud high 5 with me, where as Nikki's reaction was
1- Yikes
2-Eeew
3-Jeeeeeeeez
4-Ridzi, u're hurt
5-Oh God, does it pain, and finally,
6-Come i'll put some medicines
Though she did all this with her eyes closed, but these were the 6 steps she always followed.
At school, i was highly popular among boys, coz they always cosidered me one amongst them. I was a poor soul and the laughing stock for the girls, coz i wasnt like them. But, Nikki never cared abt all this. She wud proudly flaunt me as her sister. I tried saving her embarassment by avoiding her, but she always managed to find me. She never stopped me from hanging out with the guys, but she didnt leave me to wander off alone when there was no one around me. She was always there for me. Moreover, she kept a tag of all the boys with whom i hanged around, reason being, she thought she knew the boys better than me. I also loved her as much as she did, but i never showed it. She knew i didnt believe in expressing myself, not even to her. She always spoke of everything that happened to her, but i never needed to. We shared our every secret. We had to look once in the others' eyes, and we knew what was going on in the heart. This was our twin telepathy system. But she still believed in telling it all. And i loved her chatter, it was my favourite activity, listening to her talk.
Now, Armaan Mallik, my past and present. Fate always seems to put us on the same places, but never together. It all began 4 years ago, when i was 16, and he was 17, coz right now i'm 20, LOL. He was a new admission to our school. Everyone assumed him to be the shy types and a bookworm, but he turned out the total opposites. He was so good at many sports, and he was a basket ball champ. I was the sports captain at our school, and he'd applied for the same position when the new term was about to begin. He considered it quite easy to win, coz, he cud definitely beat a girl. I'd heard so much about him from my fellow mates, but i didnt really care. He was just another guy for me, but i did consider him a good addition to our sports team. Finally, i was again selected as the sports captain. This seemed to give his ego a high hurt.
Basket ball practices were over and i was sitting with Aditya, the vice captain, and my good friend, to allot the positions for various members on the different teams depending upon the practices. We'd finished off with football, badminton, hockey, tennis, and most of the other sports. Now it was bb team next. We were just discussing, when a ball came and was about to hit me, i spontaneously caught it in my hands.
"Bullseye, not bad Miss ummm....., Miss Basket, u're quick"
"I know that, and...........its Riddhima. By the way, the practice is over. So, do u mind leaving?"
"So that u can sit cosily with your boyfriend and put whatever names u like for the team"
I didnt know what made me more angry, the fact that he called me partial or the one where he called Adi my boyfriend.
"You think i'm incapable of the position i hold, then lets have it your way"
"Cool, what about a best of three match, three games, one round each, winner shall have the position, whatsay?"
It wasnt abt the position being at stake, it was my honour and my capability. I had to prove that i was capable.
"Deal, name the games"
"1-Kick boxing"
"Done"
He was qiute shocked at the sudden yes.
"2-Basket ball"
"Done"
"3-Tennis"
"Done too"
"So, starting tomorrow evening, with kick boxing"
"Ok, 6 pm sharp, i hate late comers, and dont u dare chicken out"
"We'll see who's gonna be the chicken tomorrow", passing a smug smile, he walked out.
Ok, now i was at home, worried on hell, and topping it, Nikki walked from one corner to the other giving me added tension. She knew nothing cud make me back out, and i was going to do nothing to practice the sport, coz i had to prove my present ability, not what i cud learn. She had packed all the things she thought i might require, snacks, water, medicines, band aids, cotton, dettol and everything. I tried turning her down by saying that the gym wud be smelly, loads of crowd n stupid people cheering, but she didnt buzz off. She wanted to be with me. I knew i was gonna lose it, and she wud be in pain seeing me getting hurt. I cudnt bear her in pain, but she'd chosen it that way.
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