My Mr. A... (AR ff)NOTE Pg 148 - Page 3

Originally posted by: .:.MONA.:.

hey interesting concept...just read ur character sketch...seems interesting...so update soon and pm me wenever u update..

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Originally posted by: hunder

well i loved ur FF and my name is paramjeet and u can call me PJ..................well i am an indian and i very well understand hindi and if u want then i can talk to u in punjabi aswell😆😆😆😆...............well add me in ur PM list

FLASHBACK

Ridzy was sitting on the platform thinking what to feed her parents that will make her hero oops I mean heroine in front of her parents. Her fist was resting under her chin while her index finger gently tapping on her forehead.

'man I think I am thinking too much! What if my brain cells die cuz of extreme thinking? Waise bhi zyaada akkal nahi hai. Kahi thodi bohot jo mum and dad ke genes ki badolat akkal aayi hai vo bhi is cooking ke chakkar mein chali gayi to? Haaw phir to I'll turn mad; mad ridzy. No no no agar mein pagal ho gayi to whose gonna badger mum, whose gonna steal aliyah's packlunch. By the way did I tell you aliyah ki mum kya aloo ke parathe banati hai. Like no words, sometimes I think of swapping my mum with her for few months, trust me phir vaapus bula lungi mum ko. Man why can't they have exchange offers in mum aswell; promise I will be their first bloody customer. WAT I mean WAT the F**K? I again changed the topic! Women stick to the topic! Remember ridzy? You were thinking wat to cook not if there are any exchange offer about mum? Kab sudhrogi? Wait did I just nick mum's dialogue. Uff who cares waise bhi I am a born gifted and talented chindi chor. Lol.' Her chain of thoughts were broken or should I say shattered her mum abruptly dragged her out of kitchen and gently pushed her on the sofa making her sit. Riddhima was still wandering what's going on?

' Did I just miss something or wait did mum just read my thoughts while I was thinking to swap her with aliyah's mum? Nah what bob chatter ridzy? How can she, she isn't a mind reader unless she changed her proffesion over night oops I means over afternoon while I was making dinner. F**k DINNER? OMG did I just completely forgot about the dinner? Crap looser check the time' she immediately pulled herself up from the sofa and peeked at the wall behind her furious mum who looked like she could murder ridz anything without any bit of guilt. As Riddhima dared to look at the grandpa wooden clock her eyes popped out of the socket just by the sight of the time. The said 7:50.

"eeks! Who messed up the time mum? It was 6:45 when I was cooking back a few mins ago" she asked sheepishly cuz even she knew that all this time she just sat on the platform and played with flour which was next to her.

"really now? YOU were COOKING? Well by the sight of it, I couldn't even see the 'C' of cooking. All I could it 'A' written all over the platform with flour" she said sarcastically with a tinge of furiousness in her angry eyes.

'Wait did I just heard that F**king letter again. That F**king 'A'! why god why me? Abhi afternoon mein hi baal baal bachi thi us 'A' interrogation se; for which I paid a hefty price as mum made me cccookk. UGH can't even say that word, it so irks me. Ridzy beta shuru hoja aaj 8 baje vali serial gayi hell mein, cuz when mum starts interrogating she takes the hell lot of time aur poochti bas ek hi sawaal hai- "who is this A?" GOD KNOWS, even I am tired of this frigging letter. Can't they just demolish this letter and throw it into hell that it can never comes back in my mind'. As her silent mind monologue finished, she slowly raised her gaze to look in her mother's. she could have sworn that she saw smoke coming out of her ears or was it her imagination.

'Well who cares what I imagine as long as I keep that F**king letter outta ma mind and HANDS too.'

"so"? she asked meekly breaking the weird silence around the room knowing very well that either a loooong 1 hour lecture is coming or merciless wrath by her, but to her utter shock she saw her mum's anger subsiding and hurt expression covering her eyes. Suddenly Riddhima saw her mum's eyes welling up and slowly a tear escaped padma's eyes. Riddhima's heart shattered into millions of pieces because she can never NEVER ever make her parents upset. She loves her parents so much that she is even ready to die for them and she made her mum cry.

'GO DIE RIDZY' her conscience chided her.

"mum plz don't cry. You know I can't see tears in yours and papa's eyes. I am really so o oryy muumm" she couldn't finish her sentence as tears started spilling from her eyes also. Riddhima fell on her knees and her hands covering her face and sobbing silently. After a few minutes when her tears stopped pouring out, she pulled her palms out of her face and looked for her mum. Her eyes were desperately trying to look for padma. Suddenly her ear receptors picked some noises of vessel and on an impulse she barged into the kitchen where she saw her mum was cooking silently and her mum's dried tears were still visible her face.

"Mum, mein bohot buri hoon na?" she asked hoping her mum would say NO.

"go to your room and do whatever you want" padma said coldly with an expressionless face.

"mum plz hit me, whack me, shout at me, but don't give me this cold behaviour treatment. I will die like this mum" and that hit the nerve of padma as she barked

"THEN GO DIE! At least we won't have to bear your tantrums every day. You're not a princess, we are a middle class family for god sake. If you won't change your attitude towards like now then you'll regret it later" with that padma went out of the kitchen leaving Riddhima with the emotional turmoil going in her brain.

'me, princess, tantrums. Why are these words sound so familiar?' her trance was broken as she heard her mum's bedroom door slamming shut.

' gosh it was a long day today' with that even she retreated to her bedroom ready to hit the bed as her head was pounding cuz of constant crying without having dinner, but now even her hunger died.

'this all happened cause of that bloody A. if I wouldn't have thrown that trash outside the house then mum wouldn't have called me in the first place and then this tiff between us. Gosh this was a BAD day all cuz of that 'A'! I HATE YOU Mr. A, wait did I just said Mr. A. AGH now from where did Mr. came from. Akela A kafi nahi that jo ab yeh Mr. bhi aa gaya mera khoon pine. '

ok guys this was a loooooooog part and i won't be updating for a few days so this part is compesation and i won't loooong looooong comments like this part. lol imagine writing an essay for comment. kk astala vista baby.

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