AR OS & SS Gallery_Soothing Silence_Thread1 compltd_thrd2 link pg1 - Page 14

Originally posted by: VaaniBhandari

too adorable

sweetheart is truly an absolute sweetheart😳

idk why but ridz reminded me of muski in this part

but so less of armaan psht

compensate with a shower scene the next time around, k?😛

kherr, really enjoyed reading it

ty for pm

-vaani.😊

Originally posted by: mishs

di aapke exams kaise chal rahe hain...

Originally posted by: mishs

ohhh... mujhe laga 1aug ko last hoga.. Hehehe sholly... All the best

Originally posted by: cuteshilpa

Hey love ur os n plx pm me when u do update

Originally posted by: blessed4

Nice part

Please continue soon

PART - 4

Armaan was silent still debating wth his heart n mind wen riddhima enquired.. "by the way, tuney firsey phone kyun kiya?" but before he can answer, riddhima replied by herself.. "dnt u dare to tell me dat u're still not sleepy nd dat's y u're planning to snatch mine as well.." riddhima said wth a threatening tone making armaan chuckle..

"hayyee.. meri jhalli kitni hoshiyar ho gayyee hain.." he taunted making her face fell once again.

"kyun tang kar raha hain itni raat ko? Mana kal Sunday hain par main thak gayye hoon yaar.. sone de na.." she said sadly.. still thinking his wrd..'jhalli..' will he ever think of her properly.. will he ever consider her as a normal girl other than his crazy best frnd.. she sighed.. she can nvr evr get him.. he's too good for her.. but wat can she do.. every time she tries to impress him, ends up messing everything.. she still clearly remember wen last month she tried wearing stilettos but ended up twisting her ankle so severely dat she was sentenced to complete bed-rest for at least two weeks.. nd wat happened after that she can nvr forget.. her stupid idiot best frnd teased her hell out through out those days in spite of showing a single drop of pity.. oh!! she's juz a loser to him.. she felt like crying over her fate.. she loved only one person so dearly but the irony is that she can nvr ever get him.. but will she ever be able to move on.. well.. no.. her every thought contains his presence.. his smile.. his care.. his drama.. his teasing.. oh.. she loves him so much!! god knws how'll she survive wen armaan finally gets settled to someone else.. why god why?? why can't i juz ask him.. wat if hearing my heart, he'll strt thinking in that way too?? no riddhi.. are u mad?? wat if he broke his frndshp too?? no.. u cnt risk dat.. can u?? her mind scolded her heart nd she mumbled softly.. no.. i cnt afford dat.. he's everything to me..

this sudden silence from her side made him worried to no extent nd he asked softly.. "tu thik toh hain,na??"

riddhima felt a pang in her heart hearing him.. oh!! he cares for me so much.. is it only frndshp?? cnt it be more dan dat.. she wished she could hve talked to him on this matter as openly as she does about any other topic.. but she cant.. she smply cnt.. she felt frustrated..

"kuch nahi armaan.. hum kal baat karey plsh..? I'm not feeling well.." she said weakly cursing her fate even more..

"of course basket.. tu soja.. ok? zyada stress mat le.. Chal bye.. gud9t basket.. t.c.." he said wth enormous concern nd thn cutting d call he sat beside his window staring at d glowing full moon.. he sighed thinking their conversation.. today he almost confessed his secret feelings to her.. but he can't do dat.. can he?? of course not.. until he knows wat she actually feels for him.. sometimes he feels that she has d same feelings for him wat he possess for her.. the way she looks at him occassionally wen he's wth any other gal, he felt she is hurt deep inside.. but wen nxt moment he tries to figure that out, she behaves so normally dat each n every equation got imbalanced once again.. her extremely frustrating calm nd cool behavior made him feel dat she's okk wth everything.. but why d hell she is okk wth it.. why cnt she yell at him and demand her right.. all these flirtings he does, it's juz to mke her jealous nd to understand her actual feelings but here she is.. completely calm nd composed.. heck..!! he wants her to shout at him nd threaten him not to look at any other gal but her but alas!! it's like his wsh will nvr evr gonna fulfilled.. they are best frnz.. they know each other too well but in this case he can't decipher wen his basket is faking nd wen it's all true feelings of her!! oneday all he wished is her frndshp but now he wants more.. more dan only frndshp.. aftr all he loves her.. from d very beginning wen they met at college.. it was love at first sight for him.. but the super cool, dare loving, the armaan super smart mallik was nvr able to gather courage nd confess.. he alwaz teased her to limit.. made fun of her.. only to mke her comfortble wth his presence.. he can't afford staying away from her.. neither he can afford her restricted reactions.. so all those teasing nd leg pulling were juz to kp her in his life all alive nd bubbly.. nd fortunately she became completely comfrtble wth him juz d way he wished.. he still remembers the day of their campaigning.. he was too tensed not for a job but for their separation.. wat if they get jobs in diff states.. he cant imagine a day wthout seeing his basket.. the thought staying away from her juz freaked him so much that the last two days before their interview went sleepless forcing him to toss on his bed whole night.. nd wen he got his job far from their home town, he was depressed.. or depressed will b an understatement.. all thought that he wasn't able to grab d opportunity but how could he say all his actual reason of worry.. but wen she took her job in d same state wth him, far away from her home, he was on cloud nine.. he wasn't expecting her leaving her home wen he knws how close she is wth her family... but her decision made his heart jump in joy.. he felt as if she did it for him only.. he felt dat she also waana hve him in her life forever.. he felt as if she loves him too but no!! understanding miss basket gupta is juz nxt to impossible.. after shifting, he tried numerous time to know the truth.. the truth he feels but she nvr accpted.. but every time he ended bare-handed.. cant he juz ask her directly??.. no!! he can't.. he truly wants to go straight in front of her, bang her against the wall nd ask her wth his passionate husky voice... does she feel for him differently wen he comes so close to her juz the way he is now?? does she dream about him the way he spends his slp every night? does she... well.. he wanna ask thousands of question but he's afraid.. wat if it's only one-sided.. no.. he'll wait.. he'll confirm 1^st.. nd this time he'll do it fast but how?? He sighed not getting any suitable way nd closing his eyes he prayed softly.. "plz god.. plz hlp me.. this feeling is killing me.. i want to knw her feelings.. if there's any beside our frndshp.. I juz hope it's more dan frndshp frm her side as well.. i cnt afford losing her.. i want her beside me in every thick n thin.. i want her to be mine.. i want to cherish each n every moment of my life wth her.. plz hlp me god.. i cnt stay wth this fear anymore.. all i want to knw the truth as soon as possible.." he sighed nd slowly opened his eyes.. thn hoping for some miracle he went nd lied on his bed..

Soon he was dead for ds wrld..slpng peacefully dreaming about his basket as usual but suddenly his slp broke due to his high pitched ring tone.. he jerked up at once nd looked at d source of d noise being extremely confused.. it took a few seconds to register the time of that moment.. panicking he received d call without checking the no. .. "basket??" god knws why but he felt it might be riddhima.. she sounded low nd may be there's some emergency due to which she called.. it's d unsaid bonding between them.. they can call each other at any hour of a day.. the opposite one is ever ready to hlp the other whether it's mid night or early dawn.. it nvr mattered.. but armaan became confused wen he heard a chirpy babish voice.. "papa..!!"

Armaan became highly confused.. the caller sang again.. "papa.. main hoon princess.."

Armaan quickly removed his phone to check the caller name nd found it an unknown number.. sighing in relief he started.. "emm.. aap kissey dhundh rahe ho beta??" he asked softly only to hear an disappointed voice.. "aap merey papa nhi ho,na??" she sounded sad.. armaan felt bad for d baby nd said softly.. "hey my dear.. aisey sad nhi hotey bachcha.. I guess aapney galat no. dial kiya hain.. koi baat nahi.. u cn reach to ur papa nxt tym.. bas thoda dhyaan se dial karna,okk??" he tried his best to lighten her mood but there was no result of his soothing soft voice.. in stead she sounded more upset..

"no bhaiya.. main yeh 3^rd time try kar rahi hoon.. har bar wrng no. hi ho raha hain.."

"umm.. baby aap kaunsa no. dhund rahey ho??"

"983*****80"

"haan no. toh thik hain.." he replied being confused thinking how can the no. be correct when this lill kid is expecting her father on the other side.. his sleepy brain was trying hard to think if he heard d no. right but before he could ask her for a rechecking he was interrupted by her excited voice..

Armaan rubbed his both eyes wth his free hand nd thn stroking his head hardly he tried to wake up completely.. thn switching on the lamp bed-side he checked the clock.. it's almost 2:30AM.. why this lill gal is searching her father this late.. he felt worried as well as curious.. thn resting his back on the bed post he asked tenderly.. "baby.. I think kuch misunderstanding hua hain kyunki number toh sahi lagaya hain aapney par yeh aapkey papa ka number nhi hain.."

"par aisey kaisa ho sakta hain.." she felt stupidly confused..

Armaan heard her babyish pouted voice nd smiled immediately.. oh.. this lill princess sounded exactly same as his princess.. she,too, talks in such a cute manner wen she cannot be able to figure out something.. nd wth this his thoughts again landed on his basket..his riddhima.. but before he could think more, the kid asked hopefully..

"aapko pakka yakeen hain na ki aap merey papa nahi ho??"

Nd hearing this innocent angel he couldn't hlp but laughed out whole heartily..

"aab issmey hasney wali kya baat hui bhala?? Yaha mein kab se koshish kar rahi hoon papa ko call karne ki.. par har bar kuch na kuch gadbad ho rahi hain.. aur ek aap ho.. ek bacchi mushibat mein hain.. hlp karne ki wajah has rahe ho uspar.. aisa bhi koi karta hain kya?? abhi toh I'm sure aap merey papa ho hi nahi sakte.. my papa can nvr laugh at his angel.." she complained pouting more only to make him smile widely this time..

"sorry baby.. par kya karey aap ho hi itney cute ki raha hi nahi gaya.. achcha abhi pakka promise.. I won't laugh anymore.. khush..??" he asked lovingly.. his slp is far gone by now..

"hmm.." she said softly still pouting.. armaan gussed it nd tried to divert her mind..

"achcha beta aap yeh toh batao itni raat ko aap apney papa ko kyun call kar rahey ho??"

nd as soon as he asked it, her mind got actually diverted nd her thoughts again landed on her papa.. "oh bhaiya.. oh kya hain na.. mujhey na.. papa ki bahot yaad aa rahi hain.." she felt lill embarrassed but again strted "woh kisi kaam se dehradun gayee hain par aaj jab unhoney call kiya tha na evening mein toh main dancing school mein thi.. toh baat nhi ho payee.. aur aapko pata hain main papa se jab tak din mein at least ek baar baat na kar loon mujhey neend nahi ati.." she paused sadly.. thn started agn.. "mumma ko nahi pata main abhi tak jag rahi hoon nd papa ko call karney ki koshish kar rahi hoon.. agar unhey pata chal gaya na ki mainey itney sarey wrong no. dial kiya hain toh meri toh khair nahi.." she sighed..

On d other hnd, armaan smiled serenely hearing her reasons.. ohh.. she's such a cutie-pie.. he remembers how much his basket is close to her father.. does every gal is this close to their fathers? Thn he'll love to hve his own angel oneday.. but before that mujhey basket ko patana hoga.. aftr all jab tak shadi nhi hogi mujhey meri angel kaisey milegi.. he thought dreamily.. oh god.. I nvr knew mujhey bhi pyar mein itna papad belna padega.. basket yar.. terey pyar mein main sher se bheegi-billi ban gaya aur ek tu hain jissey kuch dikhayee hi nhi deta... he thought pouting nd cursed his luck for falling for such a stupid gal..

"bhaiyaa.. aap sun rahe ho na??" her hopeful voice brought him back to the reality..

"yes angel.." he said smilingly.. her voice is such a medicine.. it can lighten any tense atmosphere..

"hey.. aapko pata hain papa bhi mujhey angel kehte hain.." she declared enthusiastically..

"woh toh kehenge hi.. u're really an angel dear.."

"oh thank u bhaiyaa.." armaan clearly sensed her pink chubby cheeks flushing.. nd he smiled even more.. but thn sumthing struck to his mind n he asked..

"par angel yeh toh batana ki aapko mera number kaise mila? Kyunki yeh toh apkey papa ka no. nahi hain.."

"oh.. actually bhaiya.. ek minute.. zara hold karna.." nd saying she put her chordless aside nd switched on her torch again to check the diary which was laid open on her lap.. nd rechecking she hit her forehead seeing her stupidity but unfortunately she hit herself wth d torch mistakenly.."aauchh.."

She rubbed her forhead nd pouting she put d receiver near her ear again.. "sorry bhaiya.. galti se papa ki number ke jagah nxt jo number tha diary mein woh dial kar diya.." she said still massaging her forehead but thn suddenly sumthing clicked her mind.. she looked at the diary once again nd read d name of the owner of that no. "armaan (buddy)" she pronounced slowly.. that means yeh armaan bhaiya hain nd yeh papa ko jante hain.. her face lit up nd she started excitedly.. "armaan bhaiya aap merey papa ke dost ho kya??" she asked rather sang those wrds..

On d other side, armaan became highly confused.. how's this lill angel got to knw his nme all of a sudden.. curiously he asked.. "beta.. how do u knw my nme?? Aur apkey papa hain kaun??"

"mr. atul joshi.." nd soon as she finished he shrieked in happiness.. "oh my goodness.. tum AHANA ho?? anji di ki beti??"

"haan.. aap mumma ko bhi jante ho??" she felt excited..

"of course swthrt.. woh di hain meri.. I mean my cousin sister.. par humesha se hi bahot close the hum dono aur jeeju toh merey 2^nd best frnd hain.. oh god!! I still cnt blve dat its u.. meri choti si snow-white.." he hugged his pillow in excitement.. his lill baby gal.. his snow-white.. oh!! how he missed her.. he felt nostalgic..

"mamuu???" she junmped in happiness throwing her blanket away from her head..

"yes.. apkey armaan mamu.. u remember angel aap jab aur bhi choti thi toh humesha merey sath hi khelti thi.. aur jab mainey aapko snow white aur seven dwarfs ki story padh ke sunaya tha toh apko woh itna pasand aya tha ki tabsey main aapko snow-white hi bulata tha.. I still cnt blve.. itney dino baad aisey meri baat ho rahi hain meri snow-white ke sath.." he felt lill emotional..

"I miss u mamu.. aap ghar kyun nhi atey??" she said being teary herself.. she clearly remembers how in every lill problem she used her mamu as her shield nd he happily hlped her alwaz.. he was her 1st bst frnd.. her guide.. evn her 1st teacher.. she truly missed him..

"beta.. aap sab bhi jeeju ke job ke liye shft ho gayee aur main bhi ghar se door aa gaya apni job ki wajah se.. fir sab apney life mein itna busy ho gayee ki time hi nhi milta pehley ki tarah touch mein rehne ka.." he sighed.. truly time changes relations too.. that was one time when he can nvr imagine a day wthout seeing his baby doll nd it is now.. he almost forgot about those beautiful days being stuck wth heaps of wrk.. but that doesn't mean he forgot them.. still whenevr he's alone, he misses those days but those are barely memories now.. he so wanna live dat time again but is it possible?

"waisey di kaisi hain?? aur jeej??"he asked trying to control his emotion..

"mumma – papa dono hi achchey hain mamu.. aapko bahot miss kartey hain.. aap baat karoge mumma se?? main unko bulayunn??"

"arrey nahi.. main subah ph karunga.. abhi aap mat jao.. warna daant padegi.. tym dekha hain.. it's almost 3am now.."

"arrey haan.." he smiled hearing her voice..

"okk mamu.. fir main ph rakti hoon.." she said slowly realizing the time..

"hmm.. par abhi fir se kisi aur ko call mat karna.. aur waisey bhi jeej so rahey honge.. morning mein baat kar lena unse.. thik hain angel.. now go to slp.. okk baby??" he said lovingly..

"okk mamu.." she said unwillingly..

"oye.. bas kuch hi ghanto ki baat hain.. fir morn ho jayegi… fir call kar lena.. by chnce di uth gayee toh bahot dant padegi.." he chuckled remembering his hitler di.. :P

"arrey nahi.. mumma ko kuch nhi pata chalega.. u knw apki angel bahot smart hain.. abhi main blanket ke andar ghush kar torch on kar ke mumma ki diary se no. dhund dhund ke chorless se call kar rahi hoon.. light bhi on nhi ki aur dheere se bhi baat kar rahi hoon.. aur door bhi close hain.. nahi lock nhi kiya par close hain.. itna sab kuch toh kiya.. fir mumma ko kaisey pata chalega??" she thought if there's any loop hole still but nxt moment she scowled wen armaan burst out into laughter…

"omg..angel.. blanket ke andar.. aur torch leke?? Hahahaha.. no wonder u dialed wrong no. so many times.." he laughed more..

"mamuuu…" she whined feeling dejected.. pehley woh unknown di and now her beloved mamu.. all are pulling her leg.. huh!! No one can see how intelligent she is actually.. in spite of praising, they are teasing her.. humph…she won't talk to him any more.. becoz she's angry.. yes.. i'm angry.. she declared in her mind..

"okk baba.. sorry.. now be a good gal n go to slp.." he said chuckling..

"I'm a gud gal only.." she declared crunching her eyes..

"yeah yeah.. I knw dat.." he teased even more..

"mamu.. main gussa ho jayungi..haan?? sachi.." she threatened..

"okk baba..fine.. zip locked.. hppy??" he said dramatically.. thn softened his tone n lovingly said.. "Abhi so jao angel.. subhah baat karenge.."

"umm..mamuu??" she hesitated..

"yes swthrt.."

"aap mumma ko bataoge toh nhi na ki main raat bhar papa ko call karne ki koshish kar rahi thi??" she asked baited breathed crossing her fingers hopefully..

Armaan smiled widely nd asked lovingly.. "aapko kya lagta hain??"

"mujhey lagta hain ki meri best frnd har bar ki tarah iss bar bhi apni angel ko bacha hi lenge uskey mumma ki daant se.." she whispered hopefully..

Armaan nodded his head side ways.. oh.. she's still a cutie-pie..

"sahi kaha na mamu??" she cross checked only to hear his loving tone.. "100%"….. nd with this she beamed in happiness.. "I luv u mamu.."

"I luv u too angel.. now go n slp.. gd9t swthrt.. swt drms.." nd wth ds d call got disconnected leaving a huge smile on his lips..