Hey People! I love you all so much! Next chapter has so much dedications... so I guess I will start of naming the dedications right now. Obviously, these are in no particular order... because each one of you mean so much to me... it's unreal how much I love ya'll! Ya'll are a part of my day! Seriously!
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Chapter 8
Recap- Sanyukta fell when she was looking for Randhir. But who she thought was Randhir turned out to be Parth from the opposing team. Just when Parth was going to help her, Randhir comes and helps her stand up. Parth introduces himself and Randhir is shocked and thinks of something. This starts off when Randhir meets Parth.
"Who the hell are you? What the hell are you doing?" Randhir gave an attitude.
"Randhir. Don't talk to him like that. He was trying to help me out." Sanyukta tried to cut Randhir off after sensing his anger.
"You just shut up!" He gritted his teeth while still keeping his glare at the other guy.
"Dude, don't worry. I meant no harm. Sanyukta had mistaken me for you. She fell. And I was trying to help her up. In that time, you came over here. Dude, I mean no harm between you boyfriend-girlfriend. By the way, name's Parth. Parth Kashyap." Parth kept calm throughout the whole time and spoke politely to Randhir.
"Hey! We aren't boyfriend-girlfriend. I hate him." Sanyukta blurted and looked at Randhir for his reaction.
While on the other hand, Randhir stared at the boy ahead of him. Parth. I have heard that name before. But where? It didn't even take him more than a second to remember where it came from. God. I knew I was right. I am always right. What a backstabber. It was that Krisha. No Khushi. Wait, right. Krisha. If it weren't for Sanyukta and her stupidity... Randhir's mind trailed off. And went back into time. To be exact, 30 minutes ago.
Flashback- 30 minutes ago
"You know what. I was trying to help you. But I forgot for a second why it was worthless to help a MCP like you. You don't even deserve it." Sanyukta instantly got up from his side and went outside.
Randhir, who was still smirking, sat up straight and watched her leave out. Stupid Farzi.
A few seconds later, he saw Khushi come in and remembered what he heard last night. Must talk to her about what she is hiding. First she goes off and lies to us. Told me that she was only in school until 5th grade ... but last night she was speaking perfect English. What the hell? What if she is from CITE? Oh shit, she was talking about her not reaching where she wanted to be. Hell, we haven't started the task.. that's probably what she was talking about. I don't know. I have a bad feeling that she is on the other side. He made a mental note to himself to confront her about her fake identity. Then afterward, he got up and went for his exercise before they got to the Sarpanchji's place.
He started out on the trail that looked as if it went to the woods. He tried finding a good place to do his push ups. Along the way, he observed the other villagers. He saw a hatred that resided amongst the eyes. Yes, they were nice on the surface, but there was a deep residing darkness within them which made them seem spurious.
He found a clean platform and started doing his push-ups. A good place here. Now let me think. I can finally focus. Focus Randhir Focus. What should I do? This Krisha seems very smart. But there are so many things. If she is Krisha, then why do people in the village call her Khushi? And if she is on the other side, then how do these people know her so well. This is more complicated than it seems. More importantly, this Dream Team task is important for FITE's reputation. And just because of this Krisha girl, I am not going to let this down. Soon, we'll have to go to the Sarpanchji's house. Then we will be given the task. I need to find some time when Krisha is alone. Then I can confront her and make her speak the truth. Randhir got so absorbed in his exercise that he didn't pay attention to the people around him, but he still could hear them. That's when he heard someone calling out for Khushi.
"Khushi! Ey, Khushi!" A girl called out. She was walking towards Khushi. Randhir immediately stopped his exercise and tried to listen to what they were saying.
"Arre! Laajo! Kaisi hai tu?" Khushi hugged Laajo and started talking normally in her mixed Hindi and Punjabi.
Throughout the whole 5 minutes, Randhir tried to see if he could get any information on the truth of Krisha but in vain. The two did not talk anything about her or the competition, but instead spoke of the way they look. Randhir had enough and actually walked toward Krisha casually.
"Khushi, may I speak to you alone? Mujhe tumse kuch poochna tha." Randhir was planning something in his mind. He needed her to be exposed but considering that the situation was so complex, he realized that he had to unweave it thread by thread.
Laajo and Krisha had looked at each other and communicated with their eyes- Krisha telling Laajo to go and that she'll be fine. Krisha nodded and Laajo left.
Once alone, Krisha spoke in her village accent, "Haan Sahibji, poochiye. Par aapko toh paata hain na ... main paanchvi paas PAIL hoon. Toh I can't be much help."
Randhir's blood boiled within him. How can she lie this much? What the hell. She is so disgusting. I can't believe I actually trusted her once. But now you know Randhir, never to trust women again.
"Haan, toh maine yeh puchna tha ki you know this place well?" Randhir asked her politely.
What the hell? He asked to be alone with me for this question? This is really dumb. Okay Krisha, answer him. "Aree, Sahibji, I know? Of course I know it very well. And everyone here knows me extremely well. This place is in my veins." She answered.
Randhir smirked. "Really, then you also know that we all from college are having hard trouble with our chargers. Our phones are dead, we can't leave, and there is no electricity here. How can we charge our phones?" Now, what are you going to say?
Krisha, a little tensed, replied him back. "Sahibji! Pone?"
"Pone nahi? Phone.. phone... like "Fo- oh- n"" Randhir went along with her.
"Sahibji, par main never used a phone before. I know that people from outside have tough times with that. Actually, you know the best person to ask is the sarpanchji. He'll be able to tell you better. You know na, main paanchvi paas PAIL hoon. Toh-"
"STOP IT! BAS KARO! I know who you are Khushi! Or should I say Ms. Krisha..." Randhir stormed toward Krisha holding her arms tightly. He knew that this would be the best way to intimidate her.
"Sahibji! Yeh aap kya kar rahe ho!? Leave me!" Krisha still kept her village accent. Her eyes widened and astonished.
"Come with me!" Randhir still clutching onto one of her arms led her deep into the forest.
"Leave me! Sahibji! Sahibji! LEAVE ME!" Krisha looked around her surroundings and saw no one near here. All have probably gone to the field. Dang. What should I do? Krisha... think fast. There are two ways. One you can still carry on with the village girl. Or two, you can tell him the truth. But then my whole plan will be in ruins. I need to be able to make him a fool. Come on girl, you know this. Nothing is impossible for you. And you don't need some average boy to tell you otherwise.
Upon going further in the woods, Randhir pulled her towards himself. By this time, he wasn't going to take no for an answer. He knew that there was something fishy with Krisha and he needed to know what was her real identity. "SAY NOW. Who the hell you are? I know you know English. So speak in English! NOW. Spill." Randhir yelled at her.
Krisha smirked inwardly. Arre. Look at this boy. He doesn't know who he is dealing with. I am not going to let my plan unfold so easily. I am not an idiot. But how do I make him quit. Damn. He's got a tight hold of me. Well, Krisha... you didn't learn tae-kwon-do for no reason.
Randhir stared at her demanding her for an answer, but she looked out in a distance as if she was coming up with a plan. He saw the ends of mouth curve. Before he could knock some sense into her, he somehow found his arms twisted behind his back. One more move and she could dislocate his shoulder. What the hell? How'd she do that? But one thing is clear, she is definitely not from the village.
"Arre, Sahibji. Maine toh suna tha ki aap city walon ki pass zyada taakat hoti hai? Par yaha pe, aap ek gao ki chori ki saamne har gaye? Dekhoji, don't think that I am weak. You're here from college, you're staying at my place, and you're going to mind your own business. You don't need to worry. Main koi pareshaani create nahi karongi." Krisha still kept her village accent and spoke to him. According to Krisha, he needed to know that no one ... that meant no one had the rights to mess around with her.
She held him there for a minute until they could hear someone calling his name.
"Randhirrr! RANDHIIIR!"
Immediately, Randhir knew who it was. "Sanyukta!" he whispered.
Krisha stood there panicking on what she should do. Bloody heck. What is this Sanyukta doing here? I can handle one guy but two people... I will surely mess up my plan. God. "Toh, this Sanyukta is coming. If she sees you like this, aap jaante ho na how bad this could turn?"
Randhir squirmed in anger. "What the? No she is at least more understanding. She will believe me."
Krisha laughed. "Aap sachme lagta hai ki Sanyukta aapko believe karengi? Vah! Kya baarosa hain! Par jahan tak mujhe paatha hain... tum dono ek dusre ko nafrat karte hain. Aagar main kahoongi ki you were manhandling me... mujhe laagta hain ki she will believe me more."
Randhir's eyes widened. This girl... once I get some evidence, I will surely expose her. But right now, without any evidence, I am hopeless. And what if she is right? Sanyukta is so stupid she will do anything against me. Dammit.
While Randhir was thinking in his head, they could hear Sanyukta scream again...
"OUCH! RANDHIR!"
Randhir instantly got alarmed. Sanyukta's hurt. Damn this girl. She is always putting herself in danger. Damn. Is she okay?
"Listen Krisha! Sanyukta is calling me. I have to go. Don't make me hurt you." Randhir shouted.
"Sahibji! Mera naam Khushi hain. Pehle yeh baat yaad rakna ki doobara mujhe corner karne ki koshish ki... toh main tumhe kya punishment doongi. And yes, remember one thing, Sahibji, main pareshaani create nahi karoongi. So don't worry. But dare to do anything funny... you know what I am capable of doing."
"Oye! RANDHIIIR! RANDHIIIR! PLEASE HELP! YOU MCP! IDIOT!" Sanyukta screamed again. Randhir could tell that she was on the main trail.
He quickly said, "Yes Khushi. I understand. Please. I have to get Sanyukta."
Krisha smirked and released his hand. Randhir started running off but he quickly turned around to tell Krisha something. "Oye Krisha. Don't think that you won this time. You forgot that I could have easily hurt you with my legs. But I didn't, because I don't hit girls like that. I know my limits. And next time you try to act smart, I will forget that I ever had limits. I will figure out your truth. Plus look down, I think you're missing your phone pouch." He smirked.
Krisha mocked her voice in a scared tone. "Why don't you look inside the pouch Sahibji?"
Randhir puzzled and looked inside. He didn't see her phone. What the hell? She had the phone in this yesterday! He looked back up at her.
She smirked, raised her phone up, and spoke in proper English for the first time to Randhir. "Yes, you could of hit me. Point to you. I am surprised myself why I didn't think of that. But then you lost at trying to get my phone. It's noticeable when someone is trying to pull something. I just had already taken it our ahead of a time. Point to me. So let's call it even. I told you Mr. Randhir that I am not here for any trouble. I am harmless. You don't let anyone know, and I will remain your silent Khushi. Now go. Sanyukta needs you."
Randhir's anger built inside him was urging him to go to Krisha and shake the truth out of her. And he even stepped toward her causing her to flinch, but he remembered that Sanyukta was hurt and went back.
Present Situation.
Randhir ran the fastest he could to get back to Sanyukta. And what he saw disturbed him. He saw Sanyukta on the ground looking up at a college guy. Randhir could see the uncomfortableness in Sanyukta's eyes.
The guy had his hand out and said, "Don't worry. My name is Parth Kashyap. I am from CITE. I won't hurt ya." That guy smiled.
What the hell is this Farzi doing? Always getting into trouble! What the? She introduced herself too. Man, let me go there before she get's into more trouble. Idiot Farzi. Concerned, Randhir rushed to her!
"FAARZI! What the hell are you doing?" Randhir pushed the guy away and helped her up. His face was etched in hidden concern. She struggled getting up and was limping as she was moving. He brought her to a stand still with one hand around her waist and the other one holding her arm that was over his shoulder. He looked at Parth who was smirking and watching.
"Who the hell are you? What the hell are you doing?" Randhir asked Parth. But of course Farzi had to interrupt.
"Randhir. Don't talk to him like that. He was trying to help me out-"
"You just shut up!" Randhir gritted his teeth while still keeping his glare at the other guy.
"Dude, don't worry. I meant no harm. Sanyukta had mistaken me for you. She fell. And I was trying to help her up. In that time, you came over here. Dude, I mean no harm between you boyfriend-girlfriend. By the way, name's Parth. Parth Kashyap. From CITE." Parth kept calm throughout the whole time and spoke politely to Randhir.
"Hey! We aren't boyfriend-girlfriend. I hate him." Sanyukta blurted.
Randhir froze for second. The guy's name sounded extremely familiar. Parth. I have heard that name before. But where? It didn't even take him more than a second to remember where it came from. God. I knew I was right. I am always right. What a backstabber. It was that Krisha. No Khushi. Wait, right. Krisha. If it weren't for Sanyukta and her stupidity, I would have been able to find out what was with that Krisha. Now, I will not get a good chance to talk to her. But whatever I do, I must be extremely careful. This Krisha is too sly. But if they are together then how are the villagers- Randhir was interrupted by Sanyukta's snaps.
He saw Parth smirking even more.
"Dude, don't look at me like that. Or I'll punch you to where you won't be able to recognize your own face. I know you guys are sly. Getting other people to spy on us. But don't you think you won, you can't win me." Randhir threatened Parth. And then looked at Sanyukta who was baffled at Randhir's comments and told her, "Come on Farzi. You can never take care of yourself. Let's go."
Randhir was trying to support her with her arm over his shoulder and her waist, but soon realized that it would take a millennium for her to reach the cottage, so he ended up picking her up bridal style leaving Parth there just as confused.
Parth, who thought the duo had chemistry, couldn't help but get disturbed about thinking of his own love, Krisha. But knowing that she was here, in the same village, in close distance to him, made him feel a bit more relaxed. Krisha. I need to talk to you. And he left to go back to his team.
On the other hand, Randhir was carrying Sanyukta back to the cottage. "God. You're really heavy. Stupid. Getting yourself into trouble the whole time. What the hell where you doing, Farzi?"
Sanyukta eyed at him and yelled, "Oye! I am not heavy. You're just not strong enough. MCP, if you wouldn't have gone, this wouldn't have happened. It's all because of you. I didn't come because I wanted to. I came because Vardhansir told me to. Now shut up and hurry. We have to get back."
Once getting back to the cottage, Randhir put Sanyukta down on bench. Before he could help, Kaustuki came and took over. Meanwhile, he searched for Krisha but she wasn't there.
"Guys." Sanyukta called out.
Everyone surrounded her. She started again, "Guys, we have to go to the Sarpanchji's house. Vardhansir came to me in the morning and said that we have to be there a little early. So I think it's best that we go there now."
Sanyukta looked toward Randhir in anticipation that he would say something. But looking at him, she realized that something was bothering him and that he wasn't paying attention. Are. This MCP ne toh kuch bola hi nahi. Kuch toh garbar hai. Face toh dekho. He's here physically but not here mentally. What's wrong with him now?
However, she shrugged the concern off. Together, they all went to the Sarpanch's house and they were waiting on the other team.
When the other team came, they saw that it was a team of all boys. Amongst them, Sanyukta saw Parth and she smiled.
But before the teams could introduce themselves, a messenger came and announced, "Suno sablok. Sarpanchji is coming now."
Where is Vardhansir? Sanyukta looked around to see if her professor was around but couldn't see him.
After getting a nudge from Kaustuki motioning her to pay attention to the Sarpanchji, Sanyukta saw the old man and couldn't help but think that she had met him before. Looking at his turban, she remembered him! Oh yes! Stern, gray hair, wrinkled face... this was the old man that told me not to look for Randhir. Are yaar, he already has a bad impression on me. And he already seems like he doesn't like girls.
Sanyukta watched at the Sarpanch gave his welcome speech. She noticed that he had a very negative attitude when he called out FITE's name. What could have happened? It's not only the Sarpanch, but the villagers as well. But not thinking much of it, she continued to listen.
"Now comes to the main part, your task! The aim for this competition is that you all will create something that is useful to the village. You have three days, but once you all show us what you have made, we all will decide which team is the best by what we like most. You guys have access to all the facilities. But be careful, I will not tolerate anything that is harmful to the village. So you city people bring your ideas, but keep them on the competition." The Sarpanch announced the task and continued, "Now, you all bring forth your team's captain."
"Team's captain. What? We don't have a captain; Vardhansir hasn't even mentioned it." Vidushi complained with her arms crossed on her chest and rolled her eyes.
The team stood their puzzled as they saw Parth walk forward to the Sarpanchji. "Sanyukta. You will go." Sanyukta was spooked as she heard a voice right behind her.
"Vardhansir? When did you come?" Sanyukta asked him. Everyone turned around to find Vardhan standing there with his arms behind his back.
He walked forward. "I have been here. From the start. Now Sanyukta, you will be our captain. Even though it wasn't you that found a place to stay, you have shown your captain skills by keeping the group together naturally." He looked at Randhir, frowned, and continued to say, "I think you will be good. Now go there. They are waiting."
Sanyukta who was so happy that her happiness had no bounds. She felt like she was worth something. She felt she had value, a value that her parents always denied her, a value that she received from pursuing her dreams, her aspirations, her goals. She stood proud and had begun walking in confidence,
"But sir, it should be me. That Sanyukta-" Randhir retaliated but was stopped by Vardhan's hand which he raised up motioning Randhir to stop. Randhir annoyed, looked back towards Sanyukta and the Sarpanchji.
When Sanyukta stood before the Sarpanchji, he frowned at her. Remembering glimpses of the past, he told her to go and bring Vardhan. And when she did, the Sarpanchji told Vardhan and her to go in the cottage leaving, Parth and his gang with the rest of the FITE gang. When they went inside, she heard Vardhan and him talk over something she didn't understand. The Sarpanchji was adamant that he didn't want history to repeat itself and that he still didn't understand why they came back after all. Vardhan's response was vague- simply stating that Sanyukta doesn't know anything so they wouldn't be able to discuss the past and to let her prove herself. But the Sarpanchji, still being stubborn, refused.
Vardhan sighed in defeat and walked toward Sanyukta.
Before he could even say anything, Sanyukta tried to justify herself. "Sorry sir, I didn't know this was the Sarpanchji. This morning, I had gone to look for Randhir when you told me to, and I had asked him if he had seen Randhir. But he told me that I needed to go back because girls shouldn't be out. But sir, I didn't go back, I still went to look for Randhir, and I am sorry. I am sorry that because of me, he told you no." Sanyukta looked down.
Vardhan sighed again, "Sanyukta, it's not your fault. But I am going to have to ask you to step down from the captaincy. Let me tell you, this has nothing to do with your encounter with the Sarpanch. This is something else. But this is something to test your passion. Are you that passionate that you are willing to sacrifice your happiness for the future of your team?" Vardhan looked at her in disappointment and continued, "But with this, I give you the freedom to appoint the captain of your choice. Now go back and choose the captain."
Sanyukta felt broken. She was disappointed in her fate. Was she that ill-fated that she couldn't achieve what mattered to her the most? A tear escaped her eye. She walked towards her team.
"Okay, I am backing down from my position." Sanyukta fought the tears that was striving to emerge. She blinked thrice.
"Farzi. You finally realized that you wouldn't be able to handle it. Nice." Randhir blurted. He smirked in victory.
Yes, Randhir. You won. Congrats. Stop being a dumb-butt. Of course you would feel happy in my defeat. Sanyukta began again, ignoring his comment. "But I do have the choice of choosing the captain. So the next captain should be..." Sanyukta took a pause. I came here thinking that Jiggy would be the best bet. But I think I am making the wrong decision. I don't think he will be the right choice as he himself gets trampled over. Plus, he is love struck with Kaustuki. But if I think, who can be a leader here... sadly, there is only one person that I think is capable of guiding us on the right path... and that is Randhir. She sighed.
She looked at Randhir who looked down. Probably because he thinks I won't choose him. Okay Sanyukta. Do it for the team. "Randhir."
Randhir immediately looked up at Sanyukta again but was shocked. He didn't ever think that Sanyukta would actually choose him.
"Randhir, go to the Sarpanchji. We all are waiting." Sanyukta was monotone. Her gut was aching due to the injustice that she felt.
Randhir went up to the Sarpanch but facing across Parth. The Sarpanch made the two shake hands and spoke to them about rules of making sure each team was honest with each other and keep the well-being for the village in mind.
Randhir and Parth went to their respective teams and made the teams meet up. The CITE and FITE members met each other. And then went out to their own places.
At Khushi's cottage
"Guys. The answer is simple. We will make electricity for these villagers." Randhir nonchalantly told his team. After coming back from the Sarpanchji's house and seeing that Krisha wasn't around, Randhir had made his team sit on the ground in a wide circle for brainstorming. He did give a few taunts to Sanyukta, but the competition was more important to him and made sure to focus on it. The whole team sat in silence, not wanting to challenge him except Sanyukta of course.
"Randhir, I disagree." Sanyukta answered. It was the first words she had said after announced Randhir to be captain. Even his taunts hadn't been able to distract her of what happened earlier. She felt like she was betrayed...like a kid who was given a lollipop to hold but later told that they can't eat it.
"What the? Sanyukta, why do you always have to disagree with everything I say? I know. Electricity is what they need." Randhir argued.
"But Randhir, do you see the villagers lifestyle? None of these villagers have time for having electricity. If that was the case, wouldn't they have it long time ago? It would just make sense that we should help them in a way that it will make their daily routine easier and faster." Sanyukta's determination wasn't going to let this topic easily go.
Randhir rolled his eyes. "These people would be able to use appliances. They would be able to have light at night. They could use electricity in many different ways."
"But Randhir, I seriously think that we need to come with a better idea. Electricity just sounds too unoriginal. These people wouldn't be able to afford those appliances or have time to be awake at night. These men work in the fields, and then the women do household chores all day. They must be barely making ends meet and surely, must be too tired to even think of staying up any later. Randhir, keep in mind, their lifestyle is extremely different." Sanyukta concluded and stood up away from the group.
Randhir, in rage, got up, held her forearm, pulled her facing him, and spoke, "Look Farzi, I am the captain. You yourself gave that position to me because you realized that I am the best. Now what the captain says is what will happen. Don't mess with me." He stood there. His face millimeters apart. But when he looked at her, he noticed her glossy eyes. He clenched his jaw, pushed her back from him making her almost trip. He immediately turned around and walked from there.
Sanyukta yelled back at him, "MCP. This is not a competition between us. We are talking about the villagers. And I won't follow what you say. I think I made a huge mistake making you captain because you don't hear anyone else! Yeah, go! Go away. That's all you do with your problems anyways." She turned around the opposite way before her teammates could see the tears falling from her eyes and walked off.
30 feet away from the scene
Amid the fight between Sanyukta and Randhir, there were two people other than their teammates that were watching them fight from the field. After watching
"Look at them. There is practically no way that they are going to win with their attitudes." Person Number 1 said.
"And I feel this is the perfect time. The perfect time where you come in. They're going to find that challenge." Person Number 2 said.
"Me?" (Person #1)
"Yup. Come with me. We'll talk some more. But just watch, this is just the beginning. There is more to come." Person Number 2 turned around making the first person follow them into the depths of the village field.
Well... that was pretty long. Please give ya'lls review! Constructive criticism is always good! I know my weak spot is that I give waaayyy too much details! Sorry if that bored you. But the long awaited chapter is finally here. Anuradha di! Anyadi! SAFFIDI! My Ash!!!! Sums! My MickeyDi!
I just can't express how much you all mean to me! You have accepted me as one of your best friends, sister, and I just love being loved by all of you. You all hold an extremely special place in my heart. And I know, the saying friendship main no sorry no thank you... par kabhi kabhi I just feel that I need to say how much I appreciate you all... I love you all so much! Love ya! Mwaaah!🤗
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