Thank you for the comments yaar…. And hope I can do better than the last one….
@yappingduck: thank you so very much… you really know how to boost one's moral….. I'll surely try not to disappoint you in this….
@mansi.tripathi: sure yaar... thanks for the support…. I hope you like this as you had the previous one….
Part 1:
Delhi…..
A tall and handsome guy was standing with his back resting on his car door. When the other people's gazes were on him, his was glued to the entrance of the college gate. This had been his regular for the past 2 months. He waited to quench his visual thirst, in turn filling his heart with the sight of the siren that had disturbed his sleep… actually blessed his dreams both night and day…. He dint move a muscle and stood there waiting for his lady….
A red car stopped outside the gate, and a girl wearing a baby pick top and black jean climbed down. She took her bag in her hand and moved into the college campus not sparing a look any where else….
The man smiled knowing this would happen… his eyes watched her as she disappeared into the entrance of the college. He climbed into his car and ordered the driver to take him to his office.
The girl stepped 1 step back and peeped out. She saw the black car move away. She smirked. This guy was always here. She had noted him for the past month…. And she really liked the attention he gave her… This guy was her ticket to stardom and she was in no way gonna leave him…. He being handsome was the icing on the cake… she had even started fantasizing abt his… F**k she had hurt her self so much cos of him… she thought of all her night session, dreaming of him….God what the hell is he waiting for she thought as she moved into the cafeteria to join in with her friends…
The man took his phone and started checking his mails when he received a msg from his friend cum colleague… he opened it and it was an article abt him… he smirked at the description given abt him… and him being voted as the most desirable men…. He smirked at this… people desired him but what he desired he would always get… he was Maan Singh Kurrana… the 27 year old business tycoon… nobody messes with him as they would bring out the devil in him…. He loved the fear he instilled in others, he loved how people tried to get his attention…. He knew there were lots of people who hate him, detest him but he also knew that they would never fight him…. He smirks at the power he held…. The power which he knew how to use when needed……
Hoshiyarpur…..
He tuned her around as they danced, hand in hand under the moon…. His eyes were a dark pit of chocolate brown in which she loved to drown herself… he finished off the dance and hugged her passionately……
Jaan…… he called her…
Hmmm she replied moving closer to him…
Mishty… time is up dear…. Get up… he again said
No no no… if I get up you'll leave me… she grumbled…..when a ringing sound eclipsed his voice waking her from her sleep….. She opened her eyes to find her hugging her pillow…. She signed and rubbed her eyes…. She took her diary and wrote…..
Aab Intazar Ek Aadat Si Hogai Hai
Khamoshi Se Ek Caahat Si Hogai Hai
Na Shikwa Na Shikayat Karne Ki Zarurat Hai
Kyuki Is Tanhai Se Abb Mohbbat Si Hogai Hai
Placing the diary she went into the bathroom glancing at the room one more time. it was still dark, it was just 5 in the morning
She took bath, and completed her morning rituals…. She then went lit a small dia in front of her babaji and an incense stick and prayed. She then left her room towards the kitchen for preparing the breakfast and lunch for the men in her family… it was to be done before time… few minutes of delay meant painful punishment which had effects for weeks. Her hand moved back on her shoulder blade caressing it as she remembered how she was whipped by her Veer ji for spilling raitha on his pant…. It wasn't her mistake too… but she would never open her mouth. The women of the Handa family were thought long before to shut their mouths and control their tears. The men of the house hold ruled the ladies and that was it. Every word spoken from their mouth was meant to be obeyed, whether they like it or not, whether it was correct or not. If they didn't, they were made to do so….by force…
But all these things never stopped her from dreaming…. It was her dadi who had made her dream…. She remembered her dadi ma say…. Geet a man who doesn't dream doesn't live… dreams are like a ray of light in a dark cave…. It gives you hope in the worst of situations….she never let her self forget this…and in this house these dreams were the only string of sanity which she held on….
Precap: someone planning to attract Maan's attention…or is it seducing…..
How was it? Will update again in 2 or 3 days…. Will give 2 updates per week… Maan and Geet won't meet as of now… but once they meet it'll be only them…. So pls bear for few more updates…..
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