Tere Bina, Tere Bina
[Tere Bina tere bina, lagta nahi mere jiya,
Ab tere siwa chale meri saansen naa ra naa]-2 times
Mere humsafar firu dar badar- 2times
shaamo shehar dhundhe tujhko nazar,
[Tere Bina tere bina, lagta nahi mere jiya,
Ab tere siwa chale meri saansen naa ra naa]-2 times
tere bian tere bina...
Ek pal ki bhi judai, ab sahi jaati nahi,
marna jo chahu agar to, maut bhi aati nahi,
Hooo, Ek pal ki bhi judai, ab sahi jaati nahi,
marna jo chahu agar to, maut bhi aati nahi,
Har fua meri lagti beasar
Shaamo shehar dhunde tujko nazar,
[Tere Bina tere bina, lagta nahi mere jiya,
Ab tere siwa chale meri saansen naa ra naa]-2 times
Tere Bina tere bina...
Tere bina tere bina...
[naa tamanna mujhko teri,
naa tere sansaar ki,
Aey khuda dikh laa de mujhko,
Ek jhalak mere yaar ki]- 2 times
Iss zameen par aasmaan par,
Shaamo shehar dhundhe tujhko nazar,
[Tere Bina tere bina, lagta nahi mere jiya,
Ab tere siwa chale meri saansen naa ra naa]-2 times
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Riddhima and Armaan sat in Armaan's car driving to school. They had spent the past few months living together in their new apartment. Riddhima was now nearly 4 months pregnant. The living arrangement was working out well for them. Riddhima suddenly shouted. "AHH"
Armaan quickly stopped the car. "Kya hua? basket? you okay?" Riddhima looked at him then at her stomach. She quickly grabbed his had and placed it on her stomach through the slit on her selwar suit. He looked at her shocked as he felt their baby kick. "OMG she kicked? omg riddhima did you feel that? OMG! Baby phirse papa ke liye please..." Armaan nearly jumped as he felt the baby kick again. "Armaan! Did you feel that? She kicked again!"
They didn't know the gender of the baby yet, but they had begun to refer to the baby as a girl. Armaan had a feeling that it would be his little princess and not prince.
Armaan and Riddhima went to school with huge smiles. As they drove into the parking lot, their friends were faithfully standing there waiting. They smiled as they all held hands and walked into the university holding hands ignoring all the stares Riddhima's stomach was getting.
They sat down in their first class. -Mr. Chatterjee's class. Luckily just as they sat down, Mr. Chatterjee came in, therefore nobody had anytime to say anything.
He looked at Riddhima then went off in Bangla. (I'm writing in english b/c i can't bother translating afterwords). "Oh My Gosh! I'm heart broken! So you didn't wait for me? Haye lekin hmm by the look on your sworn enemies face, I'm guessing he's the father? I can see you aren't engaged or married yet. Hey if you need to talk I'm here okay?"
Riddhima nodded in appreciation. "Thanks sir. That means a lot. And judging by the looks on everyone else's faces and the way everyone is staring at me and my stomach, I think I may take you up on that offer."
Mr. Chatterjee nodded, then began his lesson. As soon as Riddhima went outside the classroom with Armaan and the rest of her friends, the questions and taunts began.
Sheela, a mini skirt bimbo who also happened to be after Armaan since their first year, was first to comment. "So Riddhima...we all know you're not with Abhi anymore, you're not engaged, and your DEFINITELY not married. I always knew you were a s**t. So who's the father? or do you not know?" Riddhima fought back the tears that were about to fall. She was shocked as she felt an arm around her waist. She turned to see a furious Armaan holding her.
"I am the father. And don't you DARE call Riddhima a s**t. If anyone in the room is a s**t then ITS YOU. Just because Riddhima is above abortion and doesn't have the need to use every type of protection in the world since she sleeps around with nearly every guy in school like YOU, doesn't mean she is a s**t like YOU ARE. And the rest of you. If you have anything to say - SAY IT TO ME. I thought I was the one who gave her the most trouble. If I am with her, then what is all your problems? HUH?"
Riddhima felt proud of having her baby with Armaan. He truly was fulfilling his promise of standing by her. Armaan led Riddhima to their next class ignoring everyone else. As they settled down he held her hand and looked at her. "Don't worry Basket, I am with you okay? I promise we will face all these hurdles together."
Riddhima smiled. "Thanks Armaan." Armaan smiled, "hey I thought we established, no sorry no thanks!" Riddhima smiled and nodded. 'Ah!' Armaan looked at her. "kya hua?" Riddhima frowned. "Your daughter kicked me again." Armaan smiled. "See even our princess doesn't like you saying thanks to me!" Riddhima laughed at his statement.
After school Armaan and Riddhima were on their way home when suddenly Riddhima said, "Armaan mujhe golaganda khana hai!" Armaan laughed, "no ways basket. You'll get sick, and it won't be good for the baby. Riddhima pouted. "Nahin but I want it Armaan! pleaseee!"
Armaan shook his head as they pulled into their apartment. He slightly laughed as Riddhima stormed into her apartment upset and angry at him.
Nearly an hour later he tiptoed into her room with his hands behind his back. "I'm sorry basket." She pouted, "Nahin, tum ghandi ho. mujhe bas ek golaganda hi toh chahiye. Par nahin. hmph."
Armaan stifled a laugh and took out something from behind his back. "I don't know if it's any good, but I tried...woh you wanted gola ganda na..."
Riddhima's face brightened as she saw his homemade golaganda. "OMG armaan this is sooo good!" Armaan smiled. "Armaan tum bhi lo na?" Armaan shook his head, "no, you enjoy." Riddhima was adament and placed a spoonful in front of his mouth. He smiled and quickly devoured it. "It's really good na?" Armaan nodded. They shared the golaganda and finished it with no time.
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Armaan helped Riddhima settle into bed for the night. It was becoming harder and harder for her to sleep with her stomach. She used a pillow to balance her stomach, but it just wasn't working properly anymore.
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A month went by and the students had been kinder to Riddhima. Some still gave her strange looks, but others looked out for her. Armaan had kept his word and was always by her side. If anyone even looked like they would give her trouble, he handled it before it happened.
Riddhima was sitting on her bed crying when Armaan ran in. "Basket, Basket kya hua?" She looked at him then said, "Armaan I can't sleep!" Armaan frowned and rubbed her back to help her calm down. "Kyun? you were so tired na?" She nodded. "I'm exhausted, par the pillow isn't working anymore. I can't get my stomach comfortable on top of anything, toh I can't sleep!" Armaan frowned then remembered something he saw in a movie.
He slightly smiled, "hm ek minute, let's try something." Armaan laid down on her bed then signaled her to lay down using him as a pillow for her stomach. She got down, putting her stomach on top of him, and her head on his chest. His arm was around her back, and hers around his waist. "Perfect Armaan. Thank you. "
Riddhima'e eyes drifted off as she fell asleep finally comfortable. Armaan watched her drift off to sleep as sleep slowly over came him.
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Armaan woke up to a much different sight then he was used to. He woke up and realized Riddhima's lips were dangerously close to his. He could feel her breath on his lips. He quickly moved his face further back and woke her up reminding her to get ready at they had to go for her doctors appointment soon.
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Armaan walked back into Riddhima's room to find her crying. "Hey Riddhima kya hua?" Riddhima looked at him frowning, "I can't shave my legs! I managed knee up, par rest toh i can't reach anymore! Aur doctor sab dekta hai!" Armaan tried not to laugh at her silly reason of crying, but he knew due to her hormone changes her mood swings made crying easier.
"Hmm, toh should we call Anji or Muski?" Riddhima shook her head, "I tired, par they can't come!" Armaan thought for a while, then hesitantly spoke, "Do you want me to try?"
Part complete!
pms later as i don't have time!
will be gone for a while so...hopefully i'll remember to pm when i get net back!
okay quick note: I'm going out of town this friday - vvery spur of the moment trip, but i'll be gone until its time to fly to the new country. Now this means that I won't have internet access for nearly 2 or maybe even 3 monthes!
I will try and do my best to get access and read/comment and try to post installments, but no promises guys. BUT I am NOT discontinuing anything! I will be back as soon as I can! Please continue pm-ing me parts guys! I will read them as soon as I get net again!
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