A/N : Apologies again ,i know i am very late ,i mean very very late ,i am so sorry for making you guys wait for so long ,blame my exams ,and i really want to catch those "chaar" people who said engineering is easy beta karlo,future bhi bright hai , i don't find it easy ..i am a dumb head you see...and i understand you guys must have forgotten the story ,so giving a small recap below
Recap:Randhir hates Sanyukta for reasons unknown , Sanyukta has no idea about Randhir's hatred
Randhir and Sanyukta's ironical make out
Someone stabbed Randhir's granny and her condition is critical Sanyukta is the suspect,
Randhir manhandled Sanyukta and she is arrested.
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She opened her eyes just to peer the gloom around ,her head was spinning , a mere look on the moss covered walls created an unbearable disgust in her ...a part of those walls were covered with lines and crosses engraved on them reflecting the grief of so many caged there before ,her gaze fell upon her bruised hands ,skin was nowhere to be seen ,ugly maroon patches were dominant ... She leaned to the wall behind and again closed her eyes may be to get a refuge from the reality,or to recollect the hollows ,to identify where the things went wrong ... She shook her head in dismal and recounted the series of events that lead her to this cold place ...
"La Sante prison"
(The prison of good health)
The irony flashed in the name itself,how can a person stay in good health being a captive... She recounted the day when for the first time she had felt those divine jitters for him
*******
"no ,i asked you for brilliant lavender and you have bought the bright ones ",she was rebuking someone on the other side while walking down the pavement carrying her shopping bags
"i don't care,i just want exactly what i had ordered , hold on a minute will you ?",she put her cellphone down and shouted ,
"Hey,excuse me ",she extended her hand to stop the man walking in front
"you dropped your wallet,Mr..Mr.."
"Randhir",echoed his husky voice ,
"Randhir Singh Shekhawat",he delivered in the the most seductive accent ,turned around and started walking towards her ..
His slightly tanned skin,blended with his royal black hair. Loose strands of hair perfectly framed his oval shaped head. Wide brown eyes brought out his natural beauty, and she couldn't help but stare. He was truly the man of her dreams...
Suddenly her hands lost their control and the cellphone dropped down, she was staring him blankly smitten by his greek god looks ,she was drowning in his eyes ,her thoughts wandered shamelessly to every possible thing that could happen... She looked down and coughed,
"God Sanyukta you act idiotic sometimes "
"well it's not my fault he looks like a greek god",she told her inner self
"yea,but that doesn't mean you have to drool over him"
He was coming close..close...closer
"Well ,i can't help it ,he's drop dead flipping gorgeous "
"Yeah ,i know that bu.."
Her internal battle was disturbed by him waving his hands on her face ,he smirked sheepishly and suddenly bent down to pick up his wallet ,he immediately turned around and disappeared in a matter of seconds ...as his lamborghini sped away heading towards the main road.
And she stood there feeling his presence around for no one knows how long ...
Her chain of wild thoughts were broken by the cars honking continuously as the signal turned green ,she didn't realize when she came in the middle of the road while fantasizing ..
This was so unusual of her ,she wasn't a lady who could be smitten by every other passerby ,either she had lost her sanity or the man had an extraordinary charm..
*****
She smiled on how insanely she had behaved that day ,just like a teenager with hormones overflowing ,soon she opened her eyes and reality stuck her ,tears traced the previously made trails ... Her thought process was broken by a harsh voice
"Hey you no. 456",someone has come to meet you"
She wiped away her tears and stood up in delight
"it must be him,yes ,i knew it ",she gleamed and waited impatiently for the lady in blue to open the lock up...
She walked steadily ,her hopes increasing with each passing step,
"He must have found out ,that it wasn't me",she happily started increasing her pace ..
She stood right in front of the visitor's lounge and was now convinced that her stars still had some intentions to favor her ...
"Sanyukta"
"Oh Rochelle ,it's you",her heart sank again ,she felt miserable, she wasn't that fateful
"Sanyukta, what had happened ?",Rochelle was seemingly confused "Sanyukta, Randhir's granny has been stabbed ,she is just on the verge of leaving and ...and .."
"Yes i am suspected for the same",she completed her sentence looking on the floor
"How is it possible ,Sanyukta?,i mean why did he blame you ?"
"Some misunderstandings i created ..",she sighed
"and some the circumstances ,but i still have no idea what made him blame me for this heinous crime ,i have never met his granny even",she revealed
"Then why did she take your name ?"
"by the way ,how are you feeling these days ?does it pains a lot?",Rochelle inquired
She left the place without replying...
*****
Days rolled by ,events destined to happen did happen,it wasn't a fairy tale after all,where miracles happen on a blink of eyes ... He stood there where the
"death sings,and life dies"
Unending fog hanged on the stones of dead like a heavy ,suffocating sheath presenting every trespasser a ghostly silence ,silence emerging from the cries of dead..
A slight drizzle fell upon the eroding stones of the graveyard .Somewhere in the depths of the forest surrounding it ,an owl hooted,desolation came upon the the sky as randhir saw her granny's grave .His feet drove him towards the stone,but his mind wanted his legs to remain still ,away from the grave...
The grave was wet with rains ,some due to those heavenly clouds and some due to his endless oceans of tears,as he threw himself to the grave ... He began to doubt any religion,doubt existence of any superior power,anyone with heart would not have deprived him of his granny
He just remembered her last words
"Marry someone Randhir"
*****
She was eating ,not exactly eating,just feeding herself to stay alive for some hopes which were still alive in her heart that some fine day he may come and rescue her ..
"no.456?",someone called her
"Hmm,you have been granted the bail "
"With whose efforts?",she asked in reflex "Randhir Singh Shekhawat ",the voice echoed ...
Has that fine day arrived ?? Really? ? Isn't it too early to say something! ...
To be continued...
Have a nice day ^_^
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