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CHAPTER 6

Part II

Avarice

I woke up late on the Sunday morning and stared at ceiling. No I wouldn't think about it. I wouldn't.. No I just won't! Think about something else quick!

Animals… They die.. I heal..NO!

Work.. Animals.. NO!!

Home.. Reach safely..Arm- NO!!!! No no no!!! Hell no!!!

I will have morning when I will wake up before it being the first thing on my mind. I need that!!

Need.. Good what else do I need?... shopping. I need to go shopping…

Good very good!

Pleased what myself to have finally found a nice topic, I got and got ready fast, mentally going through my intensive shopping list. You know what say about idle minds…

An hr later I wanted to know if there was some saying about disgusting food too. How could people place beef next to bread in the food shelf?

I turned away from the sight disgustedly. It wasn't that I was vegetarian.. Since I had started being a veterinarian. Seeing people eat animals was like seeing a cannibal. One doesn't eat what one heals. A doctor doesn't devour its patients.

I tried finding an aisle where only vegetables were present , but couldn't look beyond two rows. I clamped my hand over my nose and walked out then. This trip firmly reminded me of the reason why I never bought my grocery instead had them delivered by a local kid…

I got into a taxi and wondered what else to do to fill my time, when I caught the sight of some street vendors and asked the driver to stop. Jumping out, I approached the market and smiled with satisfaction. It was a huge vegetable market with hordes of fresh vegetables piled everywhere. I couldn't see any dead animal from where I stood, so I stepped further into the crammed noisy market.

Vendors were busy measuring selling their goods and people were milling around in large number. I had also forgotten I didn't like crowds and therefore avoided such crowded local markets.

As soon as the thought entered my mind I felt a prickling sensation all over and the hair on my neck stood up. I looked around slowly and suspiciously. I even pulled out my leather gloves and put them on, when a familiar voice came from behind and realized everything I had done today had been in utter vain.

Since I hadn't hauled fish today, it only seemed sensible to work of my energy elsewhere and earn my lunch too. Sometimes I would help carry fishes to the fish market too. I was paid for the unloading there o I thought of trying my luck there.

And what luck!!! I thought excitedly a I watched a figure pull on gloves in front of me, before she could move and disappear in the dense crowd I called out to her, "Dr. Ridhima!!"

Slowly she turned around with a slight frown, the frown deepened as she saw me approach? Did she not remember me? Why did it pinch my inside that she isn't remembering me?

I returned her frown and stopped in front of her with an extended hand. "Hello dr. you don't seem to remember me.. I am-"

"Armaan. I remember perfectly", she said as if it bothered her. But it couldn't right? Coz it definitely was making me very happy. She gazed down at my extended hand and then looked away with a mixture of expression I couldn't understand. It felt bad that she didn't want to even shake hands with me, so I withdrew them, only she caught them at the last moment.

She held my hand tightly as if waiting for something to happen, I gave her a questioning look and he released my hand if it was hot iron.

"What are you buying? I haven't seen you here before." I asked her quickly to fill the awkwardness. What had she been thinking while holding my hand?

"I.. do you work here? You found work then?"

"No, I don't work here regularly.. Only sometimes. I did find some work though. I help sailors with fresh fishes in the morning and then I help out at a restaurant in the evening. I've been meaning to return the clothes you lent me and tank you again. But I wasn't sure when I should come." I spoke conversationally as we got pushed by the crowd to walk around.

"Oh there is no need for you to do that it was- oh! Oh my!", she suddenly broke of the sight of pears being sold. She started walking over to the vendor but I stopped her.

"You shouldn't buy pears from that stall. I'll show where the best ones are!" I smiled happily and tugged at her arm. I didn't like ordering her around but I was so happy to finally do something for her.

We came to stop near an old lady and she smiled at me. I knew she sold the best fruits coz I have seen her always replacing her stock each morning.

I helped Ridhima buy whatever she wanted, even though there was slight hesitation in hr manner.. It was alright, after she didn't know me or the fruit seller. After the fruits I asked her what else and she looked as if she was going to lie.

"You know you could tell me 'nothing else' but then you won't be able to buy the best. Consider this just as my way of thanking for what you did."

"You saved me too, so that cancels out. You don't have to thank me anymore. I don't even know why you cleaned my house. Not that I am not thankful but.." she looked down with embarrassment. Her hands flailing by her side.

"Fine you fed me food when I was dying of starvation… but you did more than that.. I.. well… since I had been here. Nobody had really been kind to me and you were the first person… plus you gave me an idea of how I could better employ myself…" I shrugged and started moving her towards the vegetables.

"It's nothing like that. I wasn't been kind or anything. I was just repaying what I thought was due… you work now? Where?"

"At docks in the morning. Then I help out at a restaurant in the evening." I told her feeling proud… I knew now what that silly voice inside my head meant now.

"What ? Oh… well.. That's all? I mean … are you able to get by?"Ridhima turned red and looked around embarrassed by her question. I obviously knew that we weren't on the same page now..

"It's enough to get me two hearty meals a day. I don't need much else… let's just say I am not ambitious…"I said and smiled remembering how easily I had risen among the warriors and the agency for my talents, I didn't need ambition to rise above others… god knows what would happen if I was ambitious too… a blood bath may be.

""oh.. I.. I see… but don't you need … well…. What about other things? House.. Clothes..?"

The 3 basic necessities…. Should I be embarrassed for not caring?

I shrugged again and helped her buy more vegetables. We started moving forward but something made her hesitate. Following her sight I saw skinned chicken.. She was veterinarian so seeing people eating would be like… bad..

I hurriedly turned her away and took her through another route.

"Thanks." She murmured after a minute.

"I think it would be like cannibalism for you huh?" I asked lightly.. But maybe I shouldn't have. Coz she stopped dead and stared at me hard enough to make me squirm..

"I meant no one any offence.." I supplied in my defense

"A..ah no..Nothing… did u.. Why did you say what you said…?" she asked not meeting my eyes now. It meant she was hiding something and I drove me to a mad urge to pull up her chin and make her look at me. But humans don't follow such urges so I simply answered her.

"It just came to my head.. It felt like you may feel that way…. After all a doctor never eats his patients.. He would be like-" Ridhima started shaking her head, so I stopped in mid sentence. "You don't agree?"

"I… I think so too. Infact I think exactly the same." She spoke with an unnaturally flat voice and turned around to move, but her movement was too fast and she bumped hard into a man coming our way. Immediately she recoiled and I caught her by her waist. God she is thin!! Even thinner than the girl I saved!

I quickly turned her around to face me and held her secure in my arms. The man she had bumped started hurling abuses..

"It wasn't her fault. She did it by mistake. You don't have to say such things." I tried to calm down the man and stop Ridhima from turning around and apologizing. I just didn't want her looking at the dirty man who was eyeing her in a very bad way I had come to recognize.

The man continued his ranting and went far enough to say, "ya don't fool me.. It ain't no mistake.. $#%%%% like her.. They try n …" I had his throat in my free hand which effectively stopped him. Words never work with humans.. Why? Oh why do they insist upon it then?

"You dare to look at her with that filthy gaze again and I'll cave out every inch of you that touched her. I said it was a mistake. No apologies. Get lost, before I change my mind and carve you skin anyways." I glared with enough murderous intent and got the man scampering away from us.

Now the difficult part.

I had learned that females here were not very thankful at first when you save them from potential disaster. Easing her away slowly from my chest I looked down to ask if she was alright, but forgot all speech when I saw her scared face.

What is happening to me? Why can't I speak. I had seen enough terror. By god I had put terror in many an eye, yet why is her being afraid sending me into paralysis?

"T..Thank you…" he said so softly that I wasn't even sure I hear them. But when she didn't push me away and slap me, I knew she was ok..Infact grateful!!

"You are ok?"

"Yes.. I..Yes I am.." he aid and stepped away, but I didn't want her too. It felt too strange without her in my arms.

"You always seem to be saving me." she said with redness seeping into her cheeks…

Beautiful… my god!! Why hadn't I ever noticed it before?!! She was so beautiful!!! Prettier than any girl that I had ever seen. Something in her looks even defeated the beauty of many goddesses.

"Armaan? Are you ok?" she asked becoming even more red… blush..That's what it's called. A goddess never blushes.

I nodded unable to say anything. The great Armaan rendered speechless… oh how the angels would love it!!

"What's wrong? Are you ok? You sure? Did you catch a cold or something? Oh you sleep god knows where. You can get sick with god knows what? Dammit Armaan top staring at me like that say something!" she raised her gloved hand to my face

"I am fine… I was just…. You are beautiful.. I never noticed before.", my words quit effectively returned her blush and when she removed her hand I automatically grabbed it to stop her.

Embarrassment.. Wonder.. Pleasure.. Worry and so much else..

I felt it all at once when my palm touched a crack of skin b/w her gloves and coat sleeve. It only works skin to skin..

The though passed my mind and I saw her eyes dart to our joined hands… did she hear my thought?

I couldn't find the answer to that question coz Ridhima pulled away just then. She rubbed her hand as if it had burned, breathing heavily she kept her head bowed and turned away from me again. This time slower. Careful not to repeat her mistake.

"Ridhima… did you… I…. are you ok?" I finally asked unable to ask anything else.

She simply nodded her head and started walking away. I picked up the packets I had unknowingly dropped and followed her quickly. People were staring at us curiously. Had been from the time since she had bumped into that hell bound man. Only I hadn't noticed. A man could have carved out my back with a rusted sword and I wouldn't have noticed. Something about Ridhima distracted me and when our skin touched, I lose every sense of the present, past and future.

We walked back and out of the market in silence. I didn't want to say goodbye to her. But I didn't know how o make her stay either.

"Thankyou very much for today. I hope you take care." She said and started to take the packets from me.

"Let me call you a cab first. And you don't have to thank me… I.. enjoyed it. I mean, I like you.. so I enjoy spending time with you."

"You what?!" she looked at me with such shock and embarrassment that I had another of my mad urges to drop all the packets and take her into my arms again. And again I restrained my mad urges….

"I like you. Why are you so surprised?"

"I am not a likable person Armaan." She said matter of factly, seems like it was my turn to be surprised now.

"What's there not to like Ridhima? Why would anyone not like you?"

"I am cold and insensitive." She again said in that flat monotone, which meant she was deeply guarding herself. I wondered if I would get anything from her if we touched right now with her so well behind her high defenses.

"The temperature is cold so naturally you are too. And had you been insensitive, you wouldn't mind the meat, you would have puked if you stood there any longer." Now this was one human.. Where words are the only means and I didn't want it to be.

"I was talking emotionally." She said in the same voice but there was crack somewhere, a twitch of a lip there.

"How anyone be emotionally cold or insensitive?" I asked frustrated. 'Emotion' was it just me or did the women down here really like this word?

"Emotionally Armaan!! You are trying to make fun of me or what?!!! Fine I'll spell it out for you then! Cold and Insensitive Armaan! Like I don't feel anything, uncaring, an emotional null, unfeeling. Nothing can hurt me, affect me, make me happy or sad. I am-"

"You are believing a load full of stinking crap, if you really believe that. Seriously, how can you truly believe any of it. More importantly how dare anyone say that you? Tell me who said it?!" I felt murderous urge well up inside me when I thought of anyone hurting Ridhima in any manner physically or emotionally. Control Armaan..Control!

"I.. not in many words…. But someone did mention that I did not have a heart… My sister in-law now actually.. But it doesn't matter it's the truth. I don't care whether people live or die around me." she spoke in voice which any one would have believed to be uncaring. To be it sounded well practiced and guarded.

"If you would be heartbroken over every hurt and death you can never be a good doctor." Doctors were like empaths.. And emypaths never did well in a crowd. In fact Ridhima was exactly like an empath. Too much emotional if you ask me.

"You… you… don't… "

"Ridhima.. You are just stronger than others and better at restraining yourself than others. As for not feeling things… You are kind as you helped me. You care, for I saw you look at the old lady's limp and wonder if you could somehow help. You were afraid the night we first met, you afraid of that hell bound man today and.. You smile too.. I ..felt it… you can be happy and anxious.. You just don't show it… you would be a great warrior to keep all things in such tight control and to have made all others so thoroughly believe this farce. But it's imperative that you don't begin to believe it yourself."

"I… didn't use….. I you felt it? This is… I need to go. Now. I am late.. And..I .. I …this.. This is not a farce ok? This is reality. I really don't care about anyone, other than myself ok? And..And… you don't know me at all to tell me I am wrong about myself and.. And…" she flustered with words and I realized I have as usual said too much in too little time.

"Ok.. Fine Ridhima. Whatever you want me to believe." I quickly waved down and cab and helped her settle in. as I stepped away from her, each cell in my body protested the movement. One look. One signal. Just one sign from Ridhima of feeling the same ad I wouldn't have watched the cab drive away with her in it. But she is better at controlling herself.. Much better.

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cont soon..................
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Firstly....sorry for being so late in replying!! Hav been a lil too occupied these days....and I needed much concentration for this one....hehe.

The parts are as usual well written...u actually seem like a true writer material....well....I hope that makes sum sense...

Anyways coming back to the parts....I loved Armaan-Riddhima's 'acquaintance' wid each other....the way they met and all....I liked it when she shook the hands wid him...hehe. And there was sumthing really sweet btwn the two.....

Wud love to read further dear....so pls continue to PM me...even if I get late in replying sumtyms!! Just becoz am busy...I really cant help being late.

But yeah...gr8 parts dear....very very well written!!
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Originally posted by: spvd

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awesome parts dear...................
cont soon..................
Happy New Year.................




thankyou for commenting.. and for stil reading the ff i knowi took the longest break without a word
and happy new year to u too😊

Originally posted by: sumaiya wahid

Firstly....sorry for being so late in replying!! Hav been a lil too occupied these days....and I needed much concentration for this one....hehe.

The parts are as usual well written...u actually seem like a true writer material....well....I hope that makes sum sense...

Anyways coming back to the parts....I loved Armaan-Riddhima's 'acquaintance' wid each other....the way they met and all....I liked it when she shook the hands wid him...hehe. And there was sumthing really sweet btwn the two.....

Wud love to read further dear....so pls continue to PM me...even if I get late in replying sumtyms!! Just becoz am busy...I really cant help being late.

But yeah...gr8 parts dear....very very well written!!



hey its ok as long as u comment... knowing tht i still have u as my reader is gud enough for me...
thanks for the compliment about my writing.... i try to write the ff as we read it in novels.. it just seems more real this was...

i am glad u liked the parts😊 i dont know why they took me so long to write...
i wud never forget to pm u😊 and thanks a dozen for the comment dear u dont know how much it means to me..😊
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CHAPTER 7

LUST AND WRATH

~PART I~

I walked towards my house one evening after work and nearly fainted when I saw a dark shadow moving away from my house, I did relax an instant latter when I recognized the shadow… Armaan.

Of course, the fact that Armaan was waiting for me at my front door was a reason enough to panic again.

"Dr. Ridhima! I didn't know you would be back this early.." he said walking rapidly towards me. He looked good. Even better than the time in the market. A tormenting week ago, when he had so easily confessed - 'I like you'.

"This is my usual time for returning from work. What are you doing here? Did you need something? Are you sick?"

"No.. No.. I am completely fine.. I came to return the clothes you had lent me that first time.."

True to his word there was a bundle of clothes sitting on my door step along with a big basket of vegetables and exotic fruits. I merely gave him a questioning glance. I didn't want to encourage him, to let him think that I felt the same way for him as he felt for me... that is to let him know that I don't feel anything at all.

"I….err….. I ….. I thought you might like some…. Well I thought you weren't quite comfortable out there shopping in the crowded market…. I don't think you shop much.. Maybe someone else does it for u.. Well… I just thought I should bring over some stuff so you won't have to shop in near future…… I umm…. I… well."

"I ask my neighbor's kid to do my shopping… he's gone to study abroad now. Thankyou for the gesture. Wait here. I'll pay you for these." I started opening the door before he could refuse or say anything else… But of course he is faster.

"I can't accept money… I didn't do it for that. Ridhima.. Doctor… I.. I just did it coz I felt like it, you don't have to pay be back. I like-"

"I don't take favors." I cut in before he could say those torturous words again. How many hours of sleep had I got since hearing them? None. If you don't consider mindless tossing in the night and 5 minute stolen naps.

"It's not a favor. I just-"

"Armaan. Please. I can't accept it if you won't agree to some payment-" some payment.. And if he asks you out? "I mean.. You have to let me pay you." I recovered before he got any ideas.

"Well… how about.. You cook something for me then? I'll do your grocery and you could give me cooked food in return?"

"No. I mean.. Fine.. I mean, not again. But fine this once." I hurried inside before I babbled more nonsense. Armaan brought in the food and clothes I quickly changed out of my office clothes. By the time I was back in kitchen to start cooking, I realized with relief and some disappointment that Armaan had left. Maybe he remembered some other thing he had to do… or maybe he had a date…

I felt a little painful prickle inside me at the stupid thought, why do I care if he has a date!?

"I took out the trash. Don't you ever clean? I guess you don't get much time for it huh?" his voice made me jump and my heart skittered… No hot date then…

"I .. It's not messy here." I said lamely in my defense. I wasn't messy coz much wasn't used or moved and I cleaned only once a week and yes he was right. I was busy most of the times.

"As I thought, you r too busy." He smiled and sat down at the small table. I watched him out of the corner of my eyes and hoped he wouldn't notice. I continued to work and steal glances at him. He looked so different from the firs t time we had met. He was so much more at ease.. He looked better, healthier… he looked as if he had grown in some way… matured maybe…

I let my thoughts run amok. There was no helping it, since the tormentor was sitting right there. It was difficult enough when he wasn't around and now with him so close I didn't even bother trying to rein my thoughts.

"What r u looking for?" he asked as I made half hearted search for my cooking pan. It just wasn't easily to look for something when your eyes kept straying elsewhere.

"Uh.. My cooking pan…?" I don't know why this came out as a question, all of a sudden I wasn't sure of much as I saw him stand and approach me. I stepped back until my back hit the counter. Armaan kept walking towards my slowly. Each step which brought him closer to me, sent a wonderful chill down my spine. I had never thought that high heart rate and sudden chill could feel wonderful before tonight.

"A black pan?" he asked when we were toe to toe.

"Uh huh.." I managed to say without baring my inner chaos.. Hopefully

"A non stick pan?"He asked bending close so that now we were face to face, his hands locking me against the counter. Slightest movement and I would touch some part of him. And we both know what happens when we touch.

Armaan bent even closer and I could feel the heat coming from him. In the cold winters how nice it would feel to cuddle against him. His breath caressed my cheek and I almost closed my eyes.

Almost. But thank heavens I didn't. Next second he was far away holding out a pan in front of my face blocking out my vision of him.

"That's your pan?" he asked shaking it in front of me. I nodded and asked him to place it on the stove. Goodness what is wrong with me? What am I thinking? Doing? I saw him light the stove and pour some oil into the pan.

I know. I am not thinking and I am doing things I would never do in my right mind.

"Put all the vegetables in it and stir them." I instructed him. I had to do something and be able to look at him. Why not instruct him to make the food?

Armaan looked back with a surprised look but his natural humor bounced back and he followed everything I said with a charming smile and complete ease. Now if only my heart would also follow my own advise like this.

"I think its cooked now.." he said after 15 mins of companionable cooking. I peered into the pan and nodded at him, "I'll set the table, can you put out the trash again?" I asked knowing he wouldn't refuse. I might as well have ordered him.

I started putting all the food we had cooked on table and felt a weird sense of loss as soon as Armaan had left with the trash. Is it him or something else?

I figured I'd find the answer as soon as he would return, if everything felt normal again then I am just missing him and I am in deep trouble. If I don't start feeling alright then maybe I am in deeper trouble still… Ah… It's so not easy being me..

I tried joking about the matter, but suddenly the feeling of loss turned into dread and hairs on my neck stood up. Something was terribly wrong. As wrong as seeing the sun during the night… Armaan…

He had been gone 2 minutes now(she was counting seconds unintentionally). I pulled out a loaded shotgun from my lower cabinet drawer and stepped out of my back door. I willed my eyes to adjust quickly to the darkness and steadied my grip.

Cautiously I skirted around the broad tree planted in front of my back porch stairs. If Armaan was injured… Dammit!! I'll make someone pay dearly.

I heard strange growling and loud groaning noises not far away and slowly peered around the wide tree trunk to have a look. I almost dropped the shotgun when I saw Armaan and Kripa ready to pounce on each other. They were both tensed as tight as a stretched spring, slowly circling each other, waiting for an opening, a misstep of the opposition. Kripa crouched low to the ground moving as if she had 4 legs instead of just two, her nails looking more like claws. So she is the one growling.

In contrast Armaan remained on his two feet, knees slightly bent, one hand out front as a shield and the other holding strange long knife behind his back.

I saw Kripa exhale a deep breath and crouch further as if just about to jump… Dammit!!

"STOP!!! STOP IT!!" I shouted at top of my lungs, hoping to distract both of them equally. If only one was distracted then the other may attack. I opened my eyes and saw both of them still poised for attack. Neither of them was distracted!! Damnations!!

"Ridhima go back inside the house. NOW!" Armaan commanded without looking at me. Kripa too made some guttural noises which would have resulted in somewhat similar human translation I think. Suddenly I saw Angad approach the duo from my tool shed, holding my gardening tool like a sword. "Ridhima. It's dangerous here. Go inside."

I was momentarily dazzled my by brother's so warrior like appearance. No doubt Kripa fell for him, if he could look like this. But then, Armaan was much more of a warrior than Angad and he looked no less gorgeous in his stance. Armaan like a bucket of cold water on my head I stopped my mind from fantasizing and drooling about the warrior scale.

"STOP IT ALL OF YOU!! Armaan, Angad, Kripa STOPPPPPPP!!"

Everyone paused in mid motion though none of them relaxed, "You know him?" Angad asked softly, hiding his steely strength behind the soft and easy facade.

"Armaan is a friend. My brother and his wife, Armaan. Don't hurt them. Kripa if you don't become fully human this instant and stop that creepy, slinky movement. You will eat your dinner outside from a dog bowl and for heaven's sake Angad, I use that for gardening. I don't want it damaged! Put it back this instant."

"I am not leaving you alone with this friend of yours. And don't you talk to my wife like that."

"Oh so this is that sister in law huh?" Armaan spoke from where he was, standing straight now. It looked as if he was just standing, but I knew he was pinning for a fight now. Earlier it was just defense, now he really was aiming to hurt Kripa…. coz her words had once hurt me.

NO one hurts me ever!

"I would hate you if you hurt my family Armaan." I spoke to him confidently, hoping it sounded like absolute truth. In case it didn't. I strode towards them and put my hand on his arm before anyone can stop me.

"Step away from him Ridhima! Dammit! Didn't I ask you to go back? We don't know if he is dangerous and he has a weapon too!! Are you out of your mind?!" Angad too approached us in long strides, he was determined to physically pull me away from Armaan and I was determined o avoid any bloodshed.

"Armaan please. Put your knife away. Please." I begged and then made the mistake of touching his hand.

Bright colors exploded in front of my eyes, blinding for an instant at the same time I the pleasurable thrill of adrenaline pumping through my veins. I felt the excitement and thrill of a hunt as I hadn't ever felt in my life. I realized what it felt to hunt a prey, to circle your opponent, the sheer strength in bunched up muscles, thousands of attack strategies considered and discarded with a blink of an eye.

Wide eyed I sated at Armaan and saw him stare at me as if some new profound understanding had dawned over him, I appreciated him defending me. I liked it; no one had ever taken my side. If it hadn't been my family I wouldn't have stopped him, I was pleased yet wary. Slowly our heartbeats matched each other. Mine a bit faster now, his a bit slower.

"Ridhima step away from him now!!" Angad shouted angrily, so this all had happened within few seconds.

"Angad. I am not a fool, stop shouting." I turned to glare at him hard enough, to make him reconsider the situation. He stopped a few paces away from us and dropped his makeshift weapon.

"Fine." He said, although disbelief and mistrust was evident in his voice and body language. "Kripa come here." He motioned for his wife to come to him.

"Shall I trip her?" Armaan whispered in my ear just as Kripa was about to pass us. I shook my head and worked hard not to grin.

"I heard that you $#%$^$^" Kripa spoke standing in front of us, glaring at our linked hands.

"He was kidding Kripa." I said in Armaan's defense although I could feel his swift denial, he was absolutely serious. I know Armaan.. I just don't want any fights right now.

He squeezed my hand as if he had heard my inner thoughts and I squeezed back in return.

"Ridhima I think you should tell us what is going on." Angad said once he had his wife secure by his side.

"Angad, Kripa.. This is Armaan. He's a friend. Armaan, this is my brother and his wife. I totally forgot about it… We have family dinner together every Saturday and Armaan was returning some stuff he had borrowed.. He was helping me out in the kitchen later."

"How come I don't know of him? Haven't heard of him before?" Angad frowned hard at Armaan definitely wishing he could see into his soul. Well I can…

"We recently met and I am not a significant member of your society" Armaan answered smoothly.

"And how did you meet?"

"Why are you interrogating me Angad?" I spoke before Armaan could tell Angad how stupid I had been. Walking alone after dark!!

"I am curious, I was merely asking-"

"Angad.. right?… You were curious… Well I am curious too.. How come you're married to a 'Halfling Mutt' like Kripa? That's what she is right?" Armaan spoke with enough haughtiness to turn Angad' face red.

"Don't you dare talk about my wife. You look at her once more and I'll-"

"Stop it both of you please. Armaan don't please, I can help myself" Armaan shrugged then and gave me one his knee melting grins.. "And Angad. I have a life, against everyone's contrary beliefs. I never interfered b/w you and Kripa I hope you would leave me alone too."

"you mean you two are.." Angad looked as if he really was seeing the sun right now. What is so shocking?!!

"Doc.. wow! I never thought you could… well I mean not that you can.. You just never seemed to be interested in that sort of stuff…. He is dangerous kind though.. Too quick to fight…" Kripa added with equal amazement. I blushed hard and wished harder I want holding hands with Armaan right now.

Last thing I need for him is to know how this much is embarrassing me. I could of course clearly feel how happy Armaan was by my reactions even though this all was confusing him a little.

"We are just friends. Ok? There's nothing more b/w us!! Now let's go inside its too cold here." I tugged my hand away from his grip and hurried inside to disturbed o see if anyone was following me or not.

Once inside although no one was itching for a fight, still the atmosphere was too tense. Somehow sensing my discomfort Armaan left us saying that he had remembered something important… Which was a lie. Don't ask me how I knew. I just knew..

The rest wasn't so bad.. After Armaan left.. The sense of loss returned twofold. I answered Angad and Kripa mechanically. I didn't even remember what they had asked and I had said. I didn't remember eating and cleaning up afterwards. The only thing I remembered later as I went to sleep was holding hands with Armaan and it was the only thought which eased the loneliness inside me.




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wow Ridhima is protective of Armaan and Angad and Kripa are back...........................nice part..................
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Hey....that was a lovely part. Loved the way Armaan brought those vegetable for Riddhima....that was a sweet gesture. And their dinner....along wid Riddhima's thoughts....were lovely. I specially love that pan scene....hehe.

And now that AK r here....it seems all the more exciting....they feel Armaan is dangerous...but loved the way Riddhima defended him...or may be he was acting defensive abt her....wid Kripa specially as she had hurt her wid words....hehe. That was actually sweet for me.

Pls continue soon....and yeah....u do write like am reading some novel....dear!! Keep up the gud work always!!
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Hello everyone 😊

This is an OS in my FANTASY SERIES.

NO 'my fallen angel' isn't over as yet and this is NOT a part of it . I will continue it in feb.

This is not related to any stories though characters you may recognize from before.

NEW READERS… please note


GEET HANADA – a human girl who works as a chemist at a level post in modern miracles.

MAAN SINGH KHURANNA –owner of Modern Miracles. A vampire.

Sujal Grewal – maan's friend/client. He has requested tablet which can subtitue for blood. Also a vampire.

Sujal's secretary is also his wife.

Armaan –he works at fishing docks and he saved GEET from drowning and advised her against suicide.

Please do read and comment, this is my first OS…also unedited OS…lol😉





~~My Muse~~

"I have felt so much pain that everything else is numb and I don't care anymore about what happens to me now."

With these words on her mind the woman had walked around aimlessly for the whole night, till the early morning, walked until her feet were sore from hurt and cold. Walked until her bones were chilled, until he couldn't take it anymore and decided to plunge into the even colder sea.

"How do you know that? And whatever has hurt u.. I am sure it wasn't physical, since you admit to never being beaten. Yet you claim you have never been hurt more badly. What do you think is hurting then? Your lungs?"

The man who had dragged me back from ate of hell had argued. He was just a sailor and his deeds fitted his name. Armaan. That is what he had given me. Hope and Will.

"And then have you seen everything? Done everything? To give up the wonder of it?"

No I haven't done anything. Been a good girl my whole life. Studied hard and got a highly coveted job. Now I have no real friends a boyfriend who cheats and almost no will to live. Almost. Geet thought with frustration and growing anger.

Funny and stupid as the suggestion had been.. It held some merit. If she was going to end her life then why not enjoy it first. Or give it a try?

With a hard smile on her face, she called a cab and headed home. The wonder will begin by giving you her boyfriend first.

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"Maan. There is some more problem with the tablets. Although I don't feel dizziness anymore, my powers seem have reduced along with my control. Also bright lights are beginning to cause irritation. I'd rather have the old batch while you work on this new set." A broad shouldered, elegant man in black spoke with no emotion whatsoever on his face.

Maan cocked his head to the right and wondered whether they were discussing weather or his client's personal health.

"Till when do you need the older batch and the new modified ones Sujal?" Maan asked and heard a knock on the office door.

"Wine and cheese sir." A small woman entered and placed a food cart inside the room before hurrying out. She was his client's secretary and his wife too.

The sight and smell of her made his client-Sujal curl his fists for more control. She was the only one who could make hi react so violently, so easily. Still clutching his hands in a fist minutes after his wife's departure Sujal whispered through clenched teeth

"Yesterday."

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Geet opened her mouth as wide it could and screamed as loud as she could, at the same time mentally compiling list of all the cuss words she knew. As soon as the scream ended the words flew.

"God Geet!!!!STOP!!!! What has gotten into you?" her boyfriend ex-boyfriend Dev screamed back to make her stop. But Geet was on a roll, when he had walked into her apartment and found her ex-boyfriend in her bed with some bimbo. She had first calmly asked him to leave and when he had behaved as if it was alright she had started screaming. When she saw that he was coming after her instead of leaving she started throwing things at him. Whatever came to hand. Vase, glass, diary, shoes, anything, everything.

Soon enough she had her room to herself, locking the door from inside she called an estate agent to sell her house, pulled out a suitcase to pack her important office stuff and some clothes and toiletries.. I refuse to sleep in this house any more. Geet resolved into using a hotel for tonight and walked out of her room straight into the gloomy face of her ex-boyfriend.

"Geet stop. Hon please. Let's talk about this. Look I know you didn't want to have any intimacies as yet and… I am a man..Try and understand I have.. needs.. I didn't want to force you, I tried waiting too. It was so difficult this past month, living in this house with you and you not allowing anything more than a kiss. What I supposed to do? Don't go away. I don't want you to feel uncomfortable in your own house…"

"I told you to get out. The agent is coming this afternoon. I am selling this place. So get out and find another place to crash, I don't know what I saw in the lowest pond scum like you and allowed you to live of me for all these days. It's over b/w us. I am breaking up with u. ever how me your face again!!" Geet almost cried in while trying to speak out the last words. Ferocious with her lack of control she blinked her eyes. Starting today, I am a new woman. I don't get cry easily and no one walks over me!

"Why you $#!$R#$@$. You don't know what a big favor I was doing to you. You, with your ungodly hrs of working and all the hush hush stuff.. Who wants a girl who can knows how to create H2O? You were too smart for you own good and I was kind to you by giving you attention. And I am just in b/w jobs. Not bumming around. How are you selling this place? How am I supposed to move out so soon? You crazy#%@$!"

"whatever." With that word Geet made her exit, thoroughly satisfied at the shocked expression of her ex.

Now time for some priming and pampering. Geet thought cheerily getting into another cab. For the first time in her life she was going to indulge herself to the extreme.

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"Time is what I don't have!" Maan spoke into the phone with as much patience as he could manage. Firstly his client and now friend Sujal had dropped the bombshell order of the tablets on his head, next his assistant doesn't pick up the phone all night. Now it was day and he was confined to his dark basement trying to get in touch with his head of project, which was responsible for making the tablets.

"Sir we all have been trying to reach Ms. Handa since morning. Her cell is not working and no one is picking at her home. We even send some to her address, but her home was locked…"

"Then file a police report! Hire a detective! I don't care!" Maan finally lost control and let out the deadly ring intent creep into his voice. He also hadn't had a decent meal in 4 days now. Just a little nip here and there…. Maan though wryly.

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Geet glanced at the mirror again with uncertain eyes. She had never worn such clothe before. Not that they were too small or explosive, but well…. She had never cared for brands or 'highlighting her assets' as the store manager had pointed out. Nor has she ever known he could manage to look this good. No she wasn't being pompous. Geet had never cared for much primping before simply, her life had been too busy with studies and then work, to take out time for spas or beauty salons or hopping with an elegant lady guiding her. In short, she had been too busy to blow away her money so easily...

"It looks absolutely delightful madam. You just have to buy it. It is made for you!!" the store clerk beamed at her and nodded with approval. Turning around and still eyeing herself critically, she saw a few customers admiring her.. Some male customer admiring her. Well well… this had never happened before either. She might have turned a few heads when she had been a toddler, but never since her teen to 27 yr of life.

Usually she even avoided turning heads, not that she was shy, but simply disinterested. What was the use of drawing attention when she didn't know what to do with it? When she didn't want it? When she didn't have time with it?

Well now I have time, I'll find out what to do with it so I do want a little bit of it.

Whipping out her card Geet made the purchase and decided to walk out with the dress on. Next stop a luxury hotel.

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"Sir it's like she disappeared from the face of the earth!! She has no outside contacts, except for a man Dev who claims that she had ended their relation of a year this morning." Maan's assistant whined into the phone.

Arrrrghhh!!! "Then find me another one. Keep up the search. See if she has used her cards. Use all our contacts. And meanwhile find me another chemist. Retrieve Ms. Handa's work data. Also book a table for me and Ms. Crystal tonight at the Clemansa's around 8 pm and inform her of the date. I also don't want to be disturbed tonight until you have a chemist inside that damned lab again. Old or new I don't care."

Maan clicked off before his employee could reply. He envied Sujal for his little ms perfect wife and secretary. Never a word more than the necessary. Why couldn't he find someone like her? Cause it would bore me in an hour.. Maan thought with a hint of humor which grew more as he prepared for his date tonight.

>>>>>>>> A few hrs later , near about sundown.

"Ms. Handa we have a call for you from modern miracles. Would you like to receive it?" Geet heard the hotel clerk's voice over ph and immediately heart began to thump madly.

Her job wasn't only highly coveted, it was highly secretive too. For some reason she was asked to develop a tablet which would dissolve to become a blood like substance. Certain characteristics were needed which matched human blood exactly. She had her own team of dedicated scientists working under her. But none of them knew what the tablets actually were for or how they were tested. Only requests for a certain change were made to make certain changes in it. On top of it all, they were bound by a legal contract to not talk about their works to anyone. Strangely it wasn't the legality which stopped them from talking or the fear of jail. It was something else far more sinister, far more elemental. Her tongue thickened, her head buzzed and she began to feel slightly dizzy whenever she had tried to even tell anything remotely related to her work. Now she had gone ahead and skipped her office without a word.

"Ma'am would you like to take the call?" the clerk repeated making Geet snap out of her thoughts.

"Yes please."

"Ms Handa!! Where have you been?!! Please come to the office immediately!"

Oh and did I mention I had strange working hrs?

Geet worked from 5 pm to 1 am. It was 6.30 right now. What was the crisis?

"I am not coming to the office." Geet spoke thankful, that none of her inner turmoil was reflected in her voice. Skipping work and getting this call was making her very uneasy.

"What do you mean? Are you sick? We'll send a car. Give me your address. You don't understand. It's imperative that you come. No discussions."

"I am not coming. Not now, not tomorrow not ever. I just call in sick or whatever. I quit ok? And don't ask me for my address since you know which hotel I am at. I can't believe you guys spy on your employees!"Geet said with sudden inspiration. Why not change everything? Leave her job too?

"WHAT?!! Are you crazy!! Ahem.. I mean. Ms. Handa please do not jest. Mr. Khuranna himself has asked for you endless times. This is a serious matter you have to-"

"I DON'T! And no one tells me what I have to and not have to do ok? I quit! You can cut from my salary or whatever. I don't care." Slamming the receiver down Geet got up in a huff and paced the floor. It just didn't feel right. People had been late before, but they had never received such calls. And how did they know where she was? Were they following her?

My god?!! What I going on? Is dev following me? Good god! Am I being stalked?!!

Unable to think clearly or get rid of her anxiety Geet quickly packed all of her stuff and checked out of the hotel. She checked into another place, this time a normal one where he paid cash and then decided to go for a walk. Long walks always cleared her mind.

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Maan excused himself from his dinner and barely managed to walk in human speed. He wanted to run out of the place and pull his hair out.

Although he had clearly instructed not to be disturbed, his witless manager had called himself in middle of his date and then told his how his little chemist had disappeared from under his nose again.

What is she goes ahead and blurts everything in the public? Was his seal not working?

On top of that his date crystal had accidently prickled her finger during the dinner and Maan could smell the cocaine and other drugs in her blood. The smell made him want to retch, another impossible feat.

Slowly he passed by the front and told him to make excuses for him and signed the cash receipt.

Once outside he once again took a deep breath through his nose and exhaled slowly. It'll be getting even more colder.

Staring absently at the moonless sky for a few minutes, he started to walk aimlessly. For 4 days he hadn't had proper meal. It was so difficult to get alcohol and drug free blood in these cold months.. Either some1 was taking pills for some ailment, or they were drinking to keep away the cold.

Maan walked on the crowded street feeling absolutely isolated, the weight of his hunger infested melancholy thoughts bending down his neck. Then everything changed when a lush bundle of dark hair, soft skin and sweet blood collided into him.

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Geet was walking down a busy street . It was difficult to walk forward without bumping into people and to keep looking backward to check if she was being followed. She had this feeling that saome1 was shadowing her but she hadn't seen anyone. As yet.

BAMM! She slammed into a wall with her face half turned to looked back, and the wall suddenly grew hands to keep her from falling, holding her snugly against itself.

WHAT?!

Geet whipped her head only to get her hair in her eyes damm the new hairstyle!! And realized that she hadn't slammed into a wall but into a man. Trying to straighten herself in hurry, Geet put pressure on her right ankle and collapsed again into the steal band like arms. Damn the new heels for twisting my ankle!!

Annoyed, horrified and heart pounding wildly, Geet clutched the man's shirt with one hand, slung the other over his neck automatically as she tested her leg. Ouch! She could barely stand!

"are you ok?" a deep, rich voice reached her ears and filled her head until all she could think and hear was the echo 'are you ok?' inside her head.

Taking her time to overcome the voice Geet swept the hair out of her eyes stared at the face of most handsome man she had ever seen in her life. Oh now I can die… to have died without seeing face is indeed a sin…

"You were hurt enough. Nothing holds your interest as you referred to being as numb. You say you can't be hurt more. All I am saying is that are you can't be sure of it. What if something can make you feel hurt or happy again? You haven't tried everything have you?"

Geet stared at the face and felt as if her heart would burst out of her chest and present itself to the man as an offer. His chiseled features and dark hair accentuated his paleness, giving his face most striking appearance. Yet the part which captured Geet into a spell was his eyes. Deep black fathomless eyes. Eyes in which she could crawl into and rest for eternity.

For a long time both of them just stared at each other unable to say anything, unable to cope with the sudden barrage of feelings wrecking inside their mind and soul.

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Maan knew he was in trouble when his eyes locked with the humans. Her skin was so soft and smooth. In the night it had a pearly texture to it. He could almost feel his teeth sinking into that skin, breaking this thin exquisite outer layer and reach to her red, hot, pounding blood. So pure and fresh. Untouched too…

Untouched?! The single thought allowed Maan enough control not to devour this helpless women right there on the busy street, but the control was thin and fraying fast. Before he could lose himself again in her, something alerted him and took precedence over his next meal. Survival.

Maan jerked to his right sharply and turned around so quick that no one even saw him move, not even the man who looked at him with disbelief. The man was holding a rod in his hand and he had tried to hit Maan from the back.

"How did u…. never mind. It won't matter coz soon you wouldn't be in any condition to move."

"Dev!" the woman in his arms exclaimed in horror evident in her voice.

Clearly the man was unwanted. Good.

Without bothering to answer the woman, the man raised the rod again to hit the woman more than Maan. Big mistake.

Efficiently Maan caught the rod in mid strike, jerked it out of Dev's hand and threw it away hoping it wouldn't hit some other passerby. Enraged dev charged Maan like a mad bull seeing a wall of red. But Maan was too quick and too powerful for such lousy attacks stepping aside in the last moment man put his leg out and tripped the man. A small crowd was now gathering around them. Ignoring the humans, Maan risked a glance down at the precious bundle in his arms. How can I bear to hurt her? How am I gonna drink from her? Maybe I can use that damned pill….

As Maan returned his glittering gaze back to dev as he staggered to his feet. Well I have had enough! Deftly Maan moved forward almost carrying the human with one arm curled around her waist. The other hand grabbed the front of Dev's shirt and jerked him upright.

"I am going to kill you if you look at her once right now." Maan spoke before dev cud look down upon his woman.

"Oh yeah? What she to you? The #!$!!%$! Preaching me while she was off ******* you!"

Maan saw red. Maan saw blood. Not one for drinking but battle blood. Leaving his shirt his fingers griped the fragile human neck and started squeezing all on their own. Only when the dev started choking and people shouting, did Maan realize what he was doing. Easing the pressure but not removing it Maan jerked the dev closer and stared directly into his eyes. Letting his feel his hunger, his anger and his disgust. A trick Sujal and he had figured out.

Maan delved deep into Dev's mind was thoroughly disgusted by what he found. More so he was disgusted with his beer laden odor. How could his sweet angle have anything ever to d with him?

He found the answer inside the man. She had been his girlfriend for a year. He had used her for money and comfort. Although she had stopped at a point and today she had kicked him away. It didn't matter that their relation was over now. That fact that he had been living inside her house, he had kissed her, held her, touched her, desired her brought such a wave of jealously that Maan almost staggered and released dev.

He had never felt any emotion this strong, not even hunger after 10 day had shook him so strongly. Jealousy….

Maan began to see the white of Dev's eyes as he continued his mental psychic torture. For once this wasn't enough, for once he wanted to become a brute and beaten this man to pulp instead of just messing with his mind. But he couldn't, cause of all the witnesses.

"You will leave her alone from now on." Maan spoke calmly and dev nodded. By now his hand were shaking badly.

"You will not think about her." dev nodded again barely able to stand now. Maan nodded in approval and then commanded dev as if he were but a dog.

"leave." And if dev had a tail it would have been tucked b/w his legs now as he ran away.

But the crowd remained, they couldn't understand what had happened and Maan want going to explain.

"Let's get out of here." He whispered to Geet. Gathering her into his arms he started walking. Mine. All mine!

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Words failed Geet. For the last half an hour. Since she had set eyes on the stranger speech had deserted her. She didn't understand how he had managed to get rid of dev, but she was glad he had. She also now knew who this handsome knight in shining armor was. Her boss Maan Singh Khurana a.k.a MSK. The owner of various pharmaceutical firms all over the world under the group name- modern miracles. Ex-boss. Idiot.

Geet felt her feet touching the ground realized they weren't on the crowded street anymore. They were somewhere in a park. And she was now sitting on cold bench.

"Are you ok?" he asked again.

"I am fine. Thank you Maan sir. For.. everything.." Geet managed a sheepish smile. Hoping he didn't knew the fuss she had created today.

"It was no pro…. You know me Miss?" he looked quite amazed… he had reasons to be. He didn't meet many of his employees, she had been lucky o a catch a glimpse of him twice before.

"I… used to work for you .."

"Oh… I, don't suppose we have met before though… that man.. He was?"

"Ex-boyfriend. I saw you twice… you were passing by our department.."

"You don't work for me anymore, why? Why did you get into relationship with him?" Geet tried to keep up with the two lines of questioning, both so odd.

"I… was lonely and… well I thought it would be nice to have him as a friend. I had a burnout from work so I quit."

"So you don't feel anything for him. Good. And you could have taken a leave, to quit my company is preposterous."

"That's not true… I… did feel for him! He was.. I…" Geet somehow couldn't bring herself to say she loved dev

It was so ridiculous to even think she could love dev. He was rude, stupid, arrogant, pompous, abusive, and manipulative and a very bad man how could I ever love him?

"You?" Maan inched closer to her and tipped he chin to meet his gaze.

"I …. I thought I truly loved him."

"Thought… good enough. Now tell me your name."

"Geet. Geet Handa."

"Geet…. Yes.. Like a sweet melody to warm you on cold winter nights…"

Geet blushed hard and felt her heart again try to leap out. She couldn't believe that Maan Singh Khurana was saying these words to her, talking like this to her. Flirting with her.

Heart thumping madly…Geet lowered her gaze and saw nerve ticking in his jaw, it betrayed his edginess even though his was calm and cool.

Even though the discovery made her swoon, she felt guilty. She knew he would angry once he knew he was that Geet Handa.. Then he wouldn't want anything to do with her.

"Sir I want to-"

"Maan. Call me Maan"

"Maan sir I want to-"

"Only Maan , Geet." He said sliding his knuckles along her cheek slowly to her jaw and finally resting it on her neck, covering her wildly beating pulse, shading her nervousness from his gaze.

"Maan… I want to… there is something I have to tell you about who I am." Geet began nervously

"Really? Well so have I, but I am much hungry….. How about dinner?"

"Dinner?" Geet asked bewildered. This was all so fast. She just couldn't keep up with Maan. And although she was dying to come clean, the chance to know Maan's secret was too tempting.

"Oh yes dinner…" he said it in way which made her blood tingly from her toe and to the tip of her hair. As if I were the dinner.. Oh my!!!

"Ok… then.. Dinner time." Geet said and never regretted the words later.

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Hmm...thats a lovely shot actually....I specially liked the ending....hehe. U r actually too gud Meggs...👏...however I hope u continue the series soon....
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wow dear u r too good..................
i was actually thinking whether u will write anything on Maan Geet and u pm me with this......................
great....................
awesome one dear...................
loved the sujal kashish scene....................
and now Maan Geet.................
cont soon dear.................

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