For Kriyaanshians :::
Reyaansh P.O.V.
Two sweet naughty babies came running to our room and seemed fighting again with the thing which seemed quiet different from the other matters they
fought !
Mind-Mind talks .
Uffo! I tell you these babies of our has become so spoilt and chatterbox ! Just owe these genes to my swthrt hubby Mr. Reyaansh Singhania ..
He's the one extra pampering these 3 year old brats and fulfilling their demands instantly.
And at last i have to suffer !
Gosh! Fir se .. Seems my wifey is cursing me under her breaths for pampering my dolls ...
Maine kahan kuch galat kiya ...
And there kriya passed on some more glares to him.
And then these deathly glares passed on to me one by one.. She always kills the romance by her glares .. Humare twins kya ho gye .. Uske baad toh maine use theek se feel bi ni kiya *pouts*
But .. no baby ! Main Reyaansh Singhania hoon .. Will not leave ya until i take my revenge !!
Dolls i tell you .. your mommie is so boring naaa ... said rey irritating kriya .
Yup daddie ! She'z always scolding us for nothing ... We're really sick of her behaviour .. Do somethingie naa ..
Rey unable to control his laugh but before him kriya sharply turns to her kids and says '' Oh really bachchas ! Ohk now... who wanna listen to some spooky ghost story.?
Yayyie! Said natasha .. and along wid her megha too joined with her excitement.
Ohk.. So daddie will tell u a story which really took place with us before u two were born .. Some 4 years back ..
And then she didn't miss to pass sarcastic smiles to her hubby as if saying - Mujhpe try mat krna darling .. It'll cost u more ..
Their their babies were already seated in a circle with some pillows blanket and eatables and soft drinks.
Fine .. dolls .. Once upon a time ...
Flashback :::
So i sat down to write a ghost story.
Sharon was responsible ...
''Reyaansh,'' she had said to me, 'give us another on the supernatural this time. Something to give 'em horrors ; that's what the public wants,and your ghosts are live propositions.''
Well .. i was in no position to contradict Sharon, for as yet, her magazine had been the only one to print my stuff.
So, i said , ''Precisely!'' in the deepest voice i was capable of, and had gone out.
I hadn't the shade of an idea, but at thse same time they didn't worry me in least . You see, I had often been like that before and in the end things had always come my way -- I didn't in the least know how or why. It had all been rather mysterious. You understand i didn't specialize in ghost stories, but more or less they seemed to specialized in me.
A ghost story had been the first fiction i had written. Curious how that idea for a plot had come to me out of nowhere after i had chased inspiration in vain for months!
Even now whenever Sharon wanted a ghost,she called on me ... And i had never found it healthy to contradict Sharon. Sharon always seemed to have an uncanny knowlegde as to when the landlord or the grocer was pestering me and she dunned me for a ghost . And somehow i'd always been able to dig one for her, so i'd begun to get a bit cocky as to my ability.
So,i went home and sat down before my desk and sucked at the end of my pencil and waited, but nothing happened.
Pretty soon my mind began to wander off on other things,decidely unghostly and material things, such as my wife's shopping and how on earth i was going to cure her of her alarming tendency to take every new fad that came along and work it to death. But i realized that would never get me any place, so i went back to staring at the ceiling .
''This writing business is delightful, isn't it ?'' I said sarcastically at last, out loud,too.
You see i had reached the stage of imbecility when i was talking to myself.
''Yes,'' said a voice at the other end of the room, ''I should say it is !''
I admit i jumped. Then i looked around.
It was twilight by this time and i had forgotten to turn on the lamp. The other end of the room was full of shadows and furniture.
I sat staring at it and presently i saw something taking it's shape.
It was exactly like watching one of these moving parts of cartoons being put together .
First an arm came out, then a bit of sleeves of a stiff white shirtwaist, then a leg and a plaid skirt, until at last there she was complete -,whoever she was ...
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Some terms which could have bothered you -
Dunned: Persistently ask for something that is overdue
Cocky: Overconfident
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This was the end of chappy one !
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Love ya all ! 🤗
Mwaaah ^_~
-Shailja aka sweets ❤️
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Next update will be a long one .. 😉
Edited by mEgical_arsha - 12 years ago
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