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Rough Ishq
Prologue
Prologue
He again found her walking on the road in the mid-night. This has become frequent since two days.
Moreover He was really irritated with the way his enemies were flourishing though his company was at the best at the top. Still he hated them. He hated her. Her whole family. It was because of them Kaka died, Papa died.
He hated her more than his own life.Or Did he not?!
Moreover He was really irritated with the way his enemies were flourishing though his company was at the best at the top. Still he hated them. He hated her. Her whole family. It was because of them Kaka died, Papa died.
He hated her more than his own life.Or Did he not?!
His eyes wondered round the area... Head spinning... Part Bliss part pain, Eyes straying down to the dark street just beside the Khurana Mansion. He held his head fiercely, why is his head spinning so much? For what he didn't know but his eyes strayed again, may be it was his sub-conscious or may be just paranoia...
May be a hopeful wish, and...
There he saw his salvation. Somehow each day, he would see her, and then the pain...it felt nothing...in comparison to the urge to follow her.
His Shadow.
Her...
She had wrapped the shawl around her like a hood.
'She looks epitome of peace' He whispered.
May be a hopeful wish, and...
There he saw his salvation. Somehow each day, he would see her, and then the pain...it felt nothing...in comparison to the urge to follow her.
His Shadow.
Her...
She had wrapped the shawl around her like a hood.
'She looks epitome of peace' He whispered.
He was lost in her flying hair which shone in the moonlight. The way she walked in the road. He just stared at the heavenly Goddess like figure.
It has been two days since then.
He saw her the next day too, his eyes wandering again, head throbbing in pain.
Another pill he swallowed, to kill the pain and clear his mind... why was she still here?
She wasn't a figment of his imagination...
Another pill he swallowed, to kill the pain and clear his mind... why was she still here?
She wasn't a figment of his imagination...
It continued for the next five days.
At the end of the sixth day, he was curious why a girl like her would roam in the middle of the road at midnight. Still head spinning, he chugged another pill down his throat, tranquility... The fogginess in his head cleared, he gulped down the alcohol...
He followed her till a house which seemed more or less like a farmhouse. Her farmhouse. It seemed familiar, He thought but shrugged it off.
***
She kicked her hands and legs and wriggled under the strong grip of the man.
He tied her hands and eyes with silk blindfold tightly. What an irony, she thought! Blindfold, she had associated always...with their...love. And now... she wanted to feel dirty and disgusted, yet somehow didn't! Oh the dilemma, between heart and mind!
If only she knew!
If only she knew!
He kissed her while harshly pushing her on the bed and roughly feeling her body with his hands.
She wriggled under him to free herself and catch her breath as she gasped for air.
He finally let her go but not before biting her neck marking her to be his possession.
She was petrified as she felt him lift off her and walk away. She was feeling drowsy as she fainted.
***
'Hmmm! She was awesome! ' He thought, it didn't seem right though... His steps faltered. 'I h-ope I never see her though' He swore, somehow this devilish persona he tried to have, he couldn't attain...
'But I can feel her body. After all I am Maan Singh Khurana and no one dare stop me' A part of him wanted to be that evil... to not care about anybody yet...he just couldn't!
MSK would never see her face because Maan Singh Khurana can never fall in love.
He said smirking with an evil smile...or did he just try to?
***
'Who was that?' She thought as she woke up in the morning. So familiar, though... she felt.
She had tears in her eyes.
"I would never allow him or anyone else come close to me again. Geet Handa would never allow it" Geet bit out.
It was the right of one man... No one else can get that right. Her heart just would not allow it, however she may try...
It was the right of one man... No one else can get that right. Her heart just would not allow it, however she may try...
***
We could never reach the culmination of our love.
I guess was it even love. My love as I think. His love as he claimed.
I don't think so it was either.
It was just start of pain, roughness. My incomplete Love.
His unreciprocated Ishq.
His unreciprocated Ishq.
It just had hate , sorrow painful Ishq. It was''
ROUGH ISHQ
Mangal Lakshmi
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