UPDATED 1/2 p56-FF SR:History repeats itself - Page 39

hello:)
i have never really replied to ur posts but i assure you i am one of the most ardent followers of this fanfic.. to start with you are an absolutely fabulous writer.. i am in awe.. and your creativity perfectly compliments your lucid writing style:) anyway i can just request you to never give up writing.. please keep updating and thank you for all the pms..
anyway m sorry i am replying after soooooooooo many updates but its just that i use my cellphone to access the site and i am unable to post replies:(.. anyway best of luck.. take care and please do continue writing:)
-siddhant (yup thats my name too😛)

I kno its been a long while since i've updated this thing...and i know i told you in other posts that i wouldnt give up on it...dont worry i didnt...but with the hungama going on CMG i got distracted with other posts and so the FF got delayed...but no worries i got an update for you...with the Real Riddhima....

Thanks for reading, commenting and enjoying....

I expect wonderful ways of thanking me for this part b/c this is who Ridz really should be and with the wierdo that came on screen the past few wks i thought it only fair i write something in the way i think real ridz should be shown....

yeh lo...

UPDATE 23

Ridz could only gasp in shock upon realizing that what she had thought was a star was in fact a ring. As she stared at the ring she tried to focus on what Sid was saying. As he spoke to her about his desire to re-propose to her and how he came to realize that they were 'simply meant to be' she could only hold her hand up to her wide open mouth and let the tears flow down her cheeks. And how he just knew that she had too much to say that she couldn't say anything at all and that he was okay with it. Oh, then how he reassured her that she didn't have to say what she felt out loud, that he didn't need the words, that he was able to get it all from just her eyes. She wanted to jump up into his arms and squeeze him tight, but she didn't dare interrupt a word he had to say, nor interrupt any part of this surprise he had planned. She wanted this surprise of his to go down without a glitch, more for him then for herself. One thing she has learned about her sweet husband during this one year of their marriage, it is that he tries really really hard to make surprises for her perfect, but fate simply refuses to let them be so. Some how the most random of things occurs to "ruin" the date. Of course she doesn't think so and she tries to reassure him that it is in the imperfections where real beauty lies and memories are made, but she knows that in his heart he just wants something that he plans to go unhitched. So she was going to do everything in her power to make sure that this surprise was perfect, for him.

So she waited patiently and silently to hear what he had to say next for she could tell he had something prepared that he wanted to get out. He opened his mouth a few times as if to start, only to immediately close it and try to remember what he had planned. After the third time she knew he had given up on the prepared speech and that what was going to end up coming out of his mouth were words straight from his heart. And as she heard the words pour out of his heart she couldn't keep the tears from pouring out of her eyes. These were tears of happiness, of awe, and most of all of thanks for this man who knelt before her and asked her to be with him not for this lifetime but for the next seven lifetimes. Every single word he spoke, about his journey with her, about hating each other, about being pulled to each other by force, about realizing that they were simply meant to be, were all realizations she had undergone throughout this year as well. Of course it had taken her just a little bit longer than him to realize that this was the path she was meant to be on, but she had realized it none the less. She was also anxious for him to get the ring on her finger, she wanted it where it belonged immediately. It wasn't until today when she lost the ring that she realized how much she needed it on her finger. All day she found herself subconsciously rubbing the base of her left ring finger and each time when she didn't feel the cool gold band beneath her thumb her heart squeezed at the loss. So she wiggled her fingers to get Sid's attention where it belonged, on placing the ring on her finger so then she could thank him properly.

But it seemed her husband had other ideas, instead of slipping the ring on her finger he started to stand up and turn her hand so that the palm faced upward she looked up at him in confusion, but before she could voice her question out loud he took the ring that he had placed in her palm and started to pick it up with his fingers and he held it at an angle as if to show her something. So she looked where he wanted her to, at the inside band of the ring, and it was there where she realized that there was something scribbled on the inside, no not scribbled but engraved, 'Siddhima'. She tested the word out in her head but even as she read it she had no idea what it could stand for. But her husband didn't leave her in suspense too long he started to explain to her that 'Siddhima' was a hybrid of their names and that he thought it fit even more perfectly because it meant 'blessed' and that's what he felt he was. In that moment she knew that everything she had wanted, everything that she didn't even know she wanted, was all standing right before her in the form of man who loved her more than she had ever thought possible. She wanted to tell him that he was wrong, that she was the one that was blessed, but before she could get her thoughts gathered he raised her hand and brought it up to his lips where he placed a gentle kiss on it before sliding on the ring on her finger.

Sid took Ridz's hand and raised it up to his mouth where he gently placed a kiss on it, he then couldn't wait any longer he had told her what lies in his heart and he had explained to her why he had engraved the ring, now he only wanted to do one thing. He slipped the ring on her finger, where it belonged. The ring and her finger were like him and her, incomplete without the other. After slipping on the ring he once again lifted her hand to his mouth and he sealed his promise, his thanks, and his heart with a kiss on the ring. He started to gently lower her hand and was about to let her hand go so that he could lead her to the adjoining balcony for dinner. But as he started to let his fingers loosen and take a step away from her, her fingers tightened and she yanked him back into her arms.

Feeling Sid's fingers loosen from hers and watching him start to turn so that his back was about to face her broke the damn that was holding her feelings back. Finally, everything she had wanted to say to him, but was not able to, came spilling out. "Thank you. Thank you for not leaving me, for not turning your back on me when you had every right to do so on so many occasions. Thank you for following that generous heart of yours and not your brain when I was acting like a royal pain in the ass queen. Thank you for following after me when I was hell bent on chasing after a dream that was only a figment of my imagination. Thank you for taking care of me when I refused to believe in reality even when I saw it with my own two eyes. And thank you for risking my wrath and saving my life anyways, countless times. Most of all, thank you for marrying me a year ago when you had every right to leave me, every right to tell the world what a coward your soon to be wife was. Siddhant you may not have realized it, but through each and every one of those moments you brought me back to life a little bit at a time. Oh sure I fought it, as I had become accustomed to the dark world I was living in, but I was not happy. I didn't know what true happiness was until I became your wife. I know we had our ups and downs in the beginning of our marriage, and especially when Armaan came back. I know I barely talked to you and almost never told you what I was feeling during that time, but the one that was true above all else was that the only reason I was able to not just face the world, but my past too, was because you were there standing behind me, beside me. You gave me the strength to fight for our marriage, you were the one I was meant to be with, always. This is what the whole renewal of our vows was meant to be, us promising each other to not just accept each other as husband and wife, but to love each other, and cherish one another. You have been doing that always, you proved it once again by this reproposal. Which was not necessary but a very very welcome surprise. But with the renewal of our vows I wanted to show you that I too want to cherish you and shower my love on you. As for your question, Yes Siddhant Modi, I will marry you not just for this lifetime or the next seven lifetimes, but for all the lifetimes I am given."

She then squeezed Sid tighter and turned her mouth toward his chest so that the words she spoke next went straight into his heart, "Only you would come up with such a way to make this perfect ring even more perfect. When I thought I had lost that ring I felt as though I had a lost a part of my heart. I never realized how many times in a day I would subconsciously reach for it, but today after I 'lost' it I realized that I must rub my thumb against the band once every five minutes. And it occurred to me that that is probably how I manage to get through a whole day without seeing or hearing you. That ring is my connection to you, it's my lifeline. Siddhant Modi you once again proved that you are the perfect man for me, that you know me better than anyone else, and that you share the same feelings that I do. If you had asked me if I had wanted a new ring for our renewal, or if I had known about your plans to repropose to me and you had asked me if I wanted a new ring my answer would have been 'No'. Sid this ring means as much to me as you do. As you have already said this ring represents who we are and what we mean to each other. But the engraving you have placed on it. The thought, creativity, and emotion that only you possess on not just merging our names like this marriage merged our two souls, but to merge it in a way in which the words describe what you mean to me so perfectly is beyond perfect. Sid I am the one that's blessed, I am blessed to have you in my life." She lifted her head until her eyes locked with his and she said, "I love you Siddhant Modi and I can't wait to re-marry you." She then jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist while wrapping her arms around his neck and kissed him square on the lips while shedding tears of joy and laughing at the happiness she had been bestowed. She went to lift her head up and break the kiss, but Sid's hand had come up and he held her head in place and refused to let her break the kiss. He deepened the kiss and the two of them lost themselves in the happiness, the passion, the love...

-Arp

Arps I hate you for such an amazing part! 😆

I loved it OMG Sid and Riddhima at their best! If only you wrote for the show!

I know you are going to have Bak Bak's this coming week but can you please update your FF somewhere along the lines! 😆

I don't know if I should hug you or threaten you so I am going to hug you and whisper a threat in your ear so you continue soon!

I love what you have written and I can't wait to see how you write out this re-marriage!

Arpu * hugs *
OMG dis is wonderful
Ridz confession was haiyeeee
d whole idea behind d ring was just perfect...
And thanx 4 introducing us wid d REAL Riddhima

Plzzzzz continue soon....

Arp,😊

So the update most of you...i think have been waiting for....yup after being 2-3wks sober i have finally gotten the creativity to continue this FF...i promised it wouldnt leave you hanging indefinitely but it took some time for me to stop headbashing my head from all the junk i had to watch...and my eyes had started to bleed from the 'interesting' plot...but they are good now :)....

anyways here's the next update...i was warned by someone that i must finish this FF even if it is just for her....and as she is in charge of FedEx packages i figure i mite have obey....for now 🤣

Anyways here's the next part...oh it mite be a bit disjointed b/c i started it b4 Doomsday and finished it today...so just keep that in mind...

UPDATE 24

After they were both satisfied that they had shown each other in actions what they had just put into words, Sid broke their kiss and rested his head against her forehead as he tried to catch his breath. His right arm still wrapped around her upperback and his right hand still grasped her neck, while his left arm supported her at her waist by keeping a tight grip on her thigh. As he made sure to keep his legs locked to prevent them both from falling, Ridz was lost in the afterglow of that passionate kiss. Once they had both replenished some of they oxygen in their lungs Sid lifted his head to make eye contact with Ridz's once he did he said, "So since you have already gotten a taste of dessert first, do you even want dinner? Or will dessert be enough?" Ridz's jaw dropped at Sid's boldness, she knew he had wicked thoughts but he so rarely voiced them that when he did she couldn't help but stare in shock. Sid was trying really hard to keep the laughter inside, but it was getting harder especially with the comical face Ridz was making. He continued his teasing, "Well I guess I'll take that as a yes." And with that he started to lean forward, but before he could actually make contact with her lips she aroused herself from the shock and said with false anger, "Siddhant Modi!! Of course not! You sneak, you are simply waiting for the opportunity to take advantage of me. You better give me dinner now, the time on that chocolate you gave me ran out 10 minutes ago and still I was being kind enough not to let my claws out." Sid laughed out loud and as he turned towards the balcony still carrying her and supporting her with his arms around her waist, he retorted with, "Sweetheart, I believe the correct term is broom out." When Ridz looked at him in confusion he leaned down towards her ear and he whispered while nuzzling, "You are a chudail my dear, not a biladi." When he heard the gasp of her anger he knew he had to act fast or he would be wearing dinner all over himself so he immediately took action by delivering a quick bite to her earlobe, which had the desired effect. Her gasp of anger quickly turned into a sigh of pleasure, and by the time he reached the table he had set up on the balcony she had become such a puddle of mush that when he went to set her down on her feet and released her she almost fell to the ground as if she were melting. Sid thankfully had developed some quick reflexes thanks to his wife's unpredictable temper and secret desire to become India's first baseball pitcher that he caught her before she could wipe out on the floor, and he set her down gently in her chair.

Ridz felt relaxed and on fire at the same time. She could care less about dinner at the time like this, all she wanted was Sid, any way she could get him. Sid always had that effect on her, but when he started to attack her ear it was all done, she had no defenses against that no matter how angry or upset his one lick on her ear and she was melted fudge. So when he insulted her once again by calling her so lovingly 'chudail' she could only gasp in shocked anger, but couldn't attack all she could do was try and concentrate as hard as possible on not melting and falling to the ground. Thankfully he was carrying her she would have totally been lying flat on the floor with not strength to get up. She didn't care where he took her how far it was she just wanted him to continue his nibbling forever. But it seemed their destination was not far enough and suddenly she felt the pressure and support of his arm being removed and her legs automatically slid down his to try and find purchase on the floor but the second he started to step back she felt herself sway and head towards the ground. Luckily Sid had quick reflexes and he caught her before she could cause herself any damage and he set her down gently in the chair. While Sid started moving around the table and uncovering the dishes that were set there Ridz took a few deep breaths in and out and tried to regain her balance since the only way she could was if he was not near her. After a few breaths she was able to finally refocus again and as she did she glanced over the table and saw that in front of her were all the dishes she had jokingly told Sid she wished her husband could cook for her. Her initial instinct was to cringe in fear for what her stomach would have to suffer to keep from hurting Sid's feelings. She immediately pasted on a falsely super excited smile but as she watched the excitement and enthusiasm on his face as he started to uncover the dishes her false smile started to transform into a genuine one. That was the effect Sid always had on her, just watching him get giddy got her giddy too. So she resigned herself to a dinner filled with great company, great conversation and sweet soups and salty cakes.

Sid couldn't help the excitement growing inside of him as he started to uncover what had taken him all afternoon to make. He could tell just by a glance that the smile on Ridz's face was a forced one and it took everything in him to keep his grin and laughter locked up inside. He knew she was dreading not just tasting but actually eating the food. So instead of sitting down and letting her serve herself he stopped her as she went to reach for the spoon. Aloud he said, "Let me get that love. This is a full service restaurant where the only work our customers are allowed to do is eat and enjoy.". He then went ahead and piled on the food on her plate. She tried a few times to stop him but he just feigned ignorance. He then set down her plate with a flourish and watched as her mouth dropped open in shock and her color turned a faint green. He then went about creating his plate with considerable less food and sat down across from her and picked up his fork as if to start and then looked up and innocently asked Ridz why she wasn't digging in.

Ridz could only stare as Sid joyfully started to literally pile on the food. She tried to gently tell him that that was enough for now, that she could always get seconds but he refused to hear her. Then when he finally finished and set the plate in front of her she felt her jaw drop with her stomach at not only the amount of food, but the fact that Sid had made it. The plate was an 8 inch round and the food stood a good six inches high. Then when he asked so cutely why she wasn't digging in all Ridz could think to herself was, If I start digging then I will dig myself right to the grave. Not only is this enough food for JPJ AND Sid but my stomach is already nauseous at the thought of eating Sid's cooking. But she only had two options, either tell Sid why she wasn't going to eat or start eating but making sure she only eats a little bit with each bite so that it seems as though she ate a lot because it took so long. So she reached for the dish that seemed the hardest to screw up. The winner was the grilled sandwich I mean how hard can it be to grill some veggies and place them on some bread. There can't be a way for Sid to mess that up. As she started to lift the sandwich towards her mouth she made the mistake of glancing at Sid who had the most anxious and excited expression on his face. It was clear he was eager for Ridz to try what he made in the hopes that she would really like it, this once. She took in a deep breath and went to take a bite. Even as she tried to imagine something that would distract her from the inevitable bad taste that was to come she couldn't think of anything strong enough. She took her bite and started to chew already having a forced smile on her face. As she chewed some more and swallowed the first bite quickly the taste left in her mouth was not a bad taste, but rather was actually a very good taste. She glanced up at Sid who was hesitatingly smiling it was clear he wanted to hear verbally what she thought. But the oddly nice taste in her mouth left her confused and coming up with words even if they were small white lies was too hard at the moment, so she simply took another bite. Not only to buy herself some time but to also figure out if the impossible had been done. The second the second bite hit her tongue she knew she found the culprit behind the delicious taste in her mouth. OMG this is decadent. I have my serious doubts that Sid was the one to make this sandwich, but really who cares who made it, at least my gamble paid off. It looks like I picked the one thing that was edible. Not only is it edible it is delicious. She finished her second bite and could tell by Sid's shifting that he was getting slightly impatient with the need to hear what she had to say about his sandwich. Ridz wipes her mouth with a napkin and for once is relieved that she doesn't have to skirt around the truth, "Sid! That was delicious. I can honestly say that this is the best thing you have cooked for me. Where did you learn this from? You know what it doesn't matter from now on Satruday's will be grilling days and you are going to make this sandwich." She leaned over and gave Sid a quick peck on the cheek thanking him not just for the nice surprise of making dinner, but for making a dinner that was not only eatable but delicious. She sat back in her sit and was about to reach for the sandwich when Sid interrupted her, "Wait. Try the other dishes too. I want to know how they turned out." Ridz slowly put the sandwich down once again feeling her stomach tie up in knots at having to sacrifice the delicious tastes in her mouth for another attempt at a Siddhant Modi specialty dish. She knew she was pushing her luck by trying another one and that this next one was guaranteed to be unappetizing.

Sid had to try extra hard to keep his laughter under control, watching Ridz prepare herself to take a bite almost sent him keeling over the side of the chair, but he held on, barely. Then once she realized she wasn't going to die of disgust she attacked the sandwich with a new gusto taking another bite and the words of praise that fell out of her mouth were so sweet. Sid wanted to get up and give her big hug, but his Riddhima once again proved how comfortable she really was with him nowadays. She got up, leaned over the table and planted a sweet kiss on his cheek. Sid loved this new confidence in Riddhima and loved it even more that she was now expressing what she felt through actions not just her eyes. He wanted the kiss to never end, but of course it did. He watched her with dreamy eyes as she sat back down and started to reach for the sandwich with excitement in her eyes at enjoying her food. Before she could take the next bite Sid couldn't resist he asked her to try the other things he had made. And upon registering what he was asking he saw her face turn slightly green at the thought of having to try the rest of the things he made, especially since his record showed that odds were in favor of all of the other dishes tasting bad. So he said to her with feigned innocence, "Why don't you try the soup? It goes great with the sandwich and Mom always talks about how much you loved soup as a little girl. So I knew I had to make it today for you." He gave her the smile that she always said made him look "adorable" and "cute", although he himself had no clue what the difference could possibly. A smile was a smile, but whatever.

Riddhima melted upon hearing those sweet words and seeing that adorable smile, she swallowed her anxiety and reached for the spoon. She once again took a deep breath and swallowed as quickly as possible. She had slurped up three spoonfuls quickly before she recognized that the taste in her mouth was not bad and it definitely wasn't salty like that last time Sid had attempted to make soup. In fact it was...perfect. This soup is delicious. In fact it's exactly the way Mumma makes it, no wait I didn't think it was possible but it is better than hers. There is something that makes it better, a slight kick at the end. There is no way Mumma made this for him and he's presenting it to me, he had to have made it on his own because it tastes so different, but delicious different. Ridz looked up and saw Sid waiting once again for her opinion, "Sid! I can't believe it, but this tastes even greater than the sandwich. Seriously where did you learn to cook like this? It is delicious." Sid didn't have to prompt her to try the other dishes, her curiosity was peaked and a miracle had already been performed not one but TWO of Sid's dishes were delicious. One by one as she tried the nine other dishes Sid had made her mouth watered more and more because each one she tried only got better and better. After she had finished tasting all of the dishes she got up, walked around the table and sad down on Sid's lap and gave him a proper thank you. The thank you that he deserved for attempting to make ten dishes with a record of 0/3 and for making them all better than anything she has ever had before. She knew it must have taken him hours to make it all and that didn't include the preparation time or finding the recipes. She didn't kiss him on the cheek as he expected at best, but she went straight for dessert. She planted a kiss right on his lips. At first Sid was too stunned to respond, he was so stunned that his arms simply hung limply at his sides. But after the first contact of their lips he felt a jolt that shot through him and he couldn't try to be gentle even if he wanted, his arms automatically lifted up and wrapped tightly around her waist with his palm flattening against her spine. She had her hands flattened on the sides of his face and she kissed him with so much passion that he lost whatever breath he had and soon lost his senses. All he could feel was his wife on his lap in his arms and on his lips. Ridz licked her favorite dessert and cooed when she felt Sid's arms wrap around her. She was almost out of breath but she didn't want to break the kiss. They continued to kiss until their lungs could handle no more finally they both broke apart at the same time. Any clear thinking was lost to them so they simply rested their foreheads against each other while they caught their breaths.

After a few minutes they had each gathered a little bit of their senses, and Ridz started to get up to get back into her chair so they could attempt to finish dinner. But as she planted her legs on the ground and started to rise up Sid tightened his grip at her waist and he told her to sit. She did as told and he reached across the table to grab the plate he had piled with more food than JPJ would know what to do with and set it in front of them. He then started to feed her from the plate while she reached out and fed food to him. Their dinner was filled with laughter, fun, food, and lots of hugs and kisses in between bites. During the dinner Ridz found out that Sid had been going to her parents house once a week during the time he had a shift off while she was on and learning how to cook from her Mom. He had even started to experiment with her recipes and figured out twists that he liked better and that even she liked better. When Ridz heard not just how much of an effort Sid was making to learn how to cook for her, but that he was bonding with her Mom she couldn't help but kiss him again. As she heard the initial disasters he had made in her Mom's kitchen she recalled the conversations she had had with her Mumma and how she never seemed to run out of things to say about Sid and ask about him, and it was almost to the point where Ridz had to start wondering if her Mom loved Sid more than her. Not that she could blame her. They finished off everything that was on the plate so engrossed in their conversation and fun. Finally, after they had both had their fill of dinner Sid stood up still holding Ridz and walked towards the upstairs excited to show her the next surprise he had in store for her.

Arp