Arshi ff:- Rise of the fallen- chapter 3 on page 3 *18jan*

Chapter-1

Khushi closed her eyes, another hectic day is about to end but not before reminding her why she has been working like a mad woman from past 3 years. The moment she closed her eyes those images, those insults, the losses that she suffered at such a young age of 23 began playing unfaded, so much time has passed by but still it felt like it just happened yesterday. She sighed all of a sudden feeling too much exhausted, its not that she wanted to wipe out those memories , no!, these memories are her fuel that has kept her going on in life and reaching where she is now, accomplishing what anybody would have laughed off some years back, had it been mentioned that the ever smiling clumsy chamkeeli who couldn't stop herself from dancing like a butterfly on the slightest chance given or who would't stop being a chatter box even when she was surrounded by the rudest people in the world or whose lucknowi hindi and speaking style which present day so called english speaking elites considered outdated and backward would one day turn into a billionaire stylish rude sarcastic witty diva!

She smirked at her own thoughts, life is so unpredictable!

She dint knew how long she had been in this half sleep half introspection mode when the ringing of her phone brought her back. She listened patiently to what was been said on the other end and then taking a deep breath she stated her response in an emotionless voice -

Move him to hospital. I'm coming!

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Seated on the back seat of the car which was speedily cutting through the dark chilly delhi air, she questioned herself why she decided to visit him? Its not that her presence was needed, nor was she concerned about him, he can die for all she cares ! he was nobody to her, but yes she wanted to see how the man who destroyed her beyond repair after so many years looked like. People say that over the time the sins you commit began to show on your face. Has his misdeeds taken a toll on him? Did he ever repent what all he did to me? A sad ghost like smile housed her lips.

Arnav Singh Raizada and repentance? What a joke. He never repents. He feels he is always right and can do no wrong! He in his eyes is god.

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She watched over the glass door as the nurse was cleaning his wounds, a sadistic pleasure washed her soul as she saw his condition, he looked like a beggar from the streets with torn dirty clothes, messy hair, unwashed face. His eyes looked lifeless , his stance defeated and body badly bruised. She asked the man behind her pointing at arnav with her eyes, where u found him?

Ma'am as you had asked us, we had been trying to trace him for long, and through one of my sources I got to know where he lived now, and when we reached his slum like place we found the gate open and him lying on the floor badly bruised, he dint tell us the reason but seems like some goons might have beaten him up, that locality isn't safest place you know.

You dint find anyone else with him? He lives alone?

Well mam I dint get much time to interrogate the neighbourhood but from the look of the house it seems he lives alone.

Hmm.

As the man moved away from her leaving her watch the nurses tending arnav's wound she sighed inaudibly, Seems like the the fall of the great Arnav Singh Raizada has been pretty bad.

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After some time she headed home. She dint wanted to stay there any longer, her head was bursting with the pounding headache may be some sleep could wash over the nausea that this man brought back with him. She will deal with him tomorrow for now it was time to end this seemingly non ending day.

The sound of chirping birds both in her alarm and on her window brought the disturbing sleep to an end she hardly had few hours of sleep but it would suffice to keep her going for the day. Today was an important day, after so many years she was going to face him. She knows it wont be easy, but one thing she knew she wont let her self be weak, atleast not infront of that man.

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Arnav opened his eyes the white hospital light was blinding him. His body was sore and stiff, he groaned at the pain that shot through his left arm. Still uncaring of the stitches and the drip attached to him he seated himself musing over the nights event,

It was 9 in the night when he finally got over his work, watching the Rs. 100 note he had in his hand in return of the todays tiring labour work, first thing that came to his mind was food. He hurriedly walked towards the almost closing cheap food stall, and got himself something to gobble and satiate his hunger. Taking the the food packed he walked hurriedly toward rented room. With all his attention on the most prized possession he had in his hands he failed to notice the closely following footsteps. As soon as he walked inside the house, he began to quickly pour and unpack the food in whatever utensil he could find, uncaring of the the door which he left open in his hurry. When he was about to put the first morsel in his mouth the plate was ruthlessly thrown on the ground by a hand, wicked laughter soon filled the silent room. Arnav turned around to see 4 men surrounding him, of them he recognized just one face. He was the local goon, bhai of the area, no one's day ended in the area without paying the adequate share of their meager earning to him, he was a parasite who was slowly sucking the blood of the poor here leaving them to more pauperized state. Arnav have had enough, he was too hungry at the moment to act sensible. He lunched forward on the goon and held his collar, How dare you throw my plate like that?

He hadn't finished his sentence when a painful jab landed on his jaw and he was thrown on the ground by its force. All the 4 men mercilessly began beating him black and blue. They stopped only when they realized he was no more in his sences. Taking away his days earning they walked away. When arnav next opened his eyes he was in a hospital with nurses cleaning and tending his wounds, the hospital seemed expensive, who could have brought him here? He could not afford this place, he has to let them know and move out of here soon. Excuse me, I don't have enough money to pay bills of this place, please let me go. He mumbled to the nurse, the nurse smiled kindly at him and told him he need not worry about it, before he could argue more sedatives began kick in his system and his vision became hazy but not before noticing silhouette of a lady standing outside his door, why does that woman seem familiar?with this last thought blankness engulfed him.

He came out of his thoughts when a commanding male voice boomed and its owner walked in the room and stood next to him. So your are awake Mr Raizada. How do you feel now?

Arnav frowned, how do you know my sirname? People around him dint knew anymore he was raizada, they knew him as arnav , he no more uses his sirname and people dint care either, who would be interested in finding out what a labors sirname is. I know a lot more than just your sirname Mr. Raizada. But I m not here to talk about that, since doctor said you are fit to be discharged, I m here to take you.

Take me? Where? I don't know you, I m not going anywhere with you.

You don't have much choice, you have to go with me.

What the..

Nurse is coming in a min, she'll clean you, and bandage you fresh, then we'll get moving , I m waiting outside. Saying this he turned around to go.

To hell with what you want, I m not going anywhere, you cant force me.

He smirked at arnav, I m not forcing you , you have another way, pay all the bills and you will not have to go with me. Make a wise choice Mr Raizada you have 15 minutes. I'll be back! And then he walked out without looking back.

Damn! Wasn't his life already f**ked up. Wasn't being a laborer enough that now he will be bonded and at whims of a man whom he dint knew at all.

After nurses where done. The man walked in again, so are we ready Mr. raizada?

Hmm... as if I have an option. Atleast tell me where are you taking me? What do you want from me? Who are you?

The man smirked again, Arnav had already begin to hate his smirk. Call me NK.

Arnav was sitting in the car like an annoyed child with a grumpy frown on his face, eyes focused straight on the road ,hands in his lap and palms fisted. Ready to punch NK at the slightest of instigation.

NK chuckled at that thought.

What the..., whats so funny?

You!

What?

We have reached.

Arnav looked around. They were standing outside a palatial huge beautiful bunglow,it reminded him of RM, but he agreed it was more serene and had and aura of soothing calmness, which definitely lacked in RM.

He opened the door and began walking on his own accord forgetting NK, the garden was the most beautiful one he had ever seen, been a plant fanatic he knew how much effort it would have taken to make this beautiful heaven bloom to its present state. He was instantly in love with this place. He could give up anything to be a gardener of this place. It was enquisite.

Like what you see. NK asked.

Yes absolutely, I m in love with it.

NK giggled.

Arnav frowned, whats with this man, can he for once stop his idiotic chuckles and smirks.

Lets get going.

The interior of the bunglow was quite modern he could bet it housed every possible modern amenity. At last they stood before a door. NK turned towards him.

This is your room for now, eat and rest for sometime, I will see you in the evening. Before Arnav could ask more NK walked away.

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Maam he is settled.

Good I will be late. Do not let him go.