Blackmail resurrected. is renamed now to Bound by Blackmail
When they met for the first time,
She was sweet and innocent, a child standing on the verge of womanhood
She was 15
He was world weary and a cynic when it came to love
He was 22
Her love for him was innocent and he fell in love with her innocence
One wrong move destroyed their fragile bond and they drifted apart.
Wait of 5 years-
She couldn't forget about him completely
He wouldn't think about her at all.
5 years later
Destiny brings them together again
Promised to somebody else, she still yearns for him.
After taking one look at her , he burns for her now.
Her love and his desire --one would win and then
One night would change ,the course of their life and it would not be same again.
He would want to bind her to him through a blackmail.
Whereas she would resist him now,
He would persist in his pursuit!.
Would their fragile bonds ,ever become strong again ?
Would she ever forgive him for putting her through this blackmail deal?
Would he ever forgive her for betraying his trust ?
Who is the betrayer ? and who was betrayed ?
What made them drift apart 5 years ago in the first place ?
Misunderstanding, lack of trust and yet a fragile tender bond nurturing between them -what will happen to them ?
Are they going to find the love again which was promised to them 5 years ago ?
If you want to know, the answers to that, then let me know too ...
First part is going to be re posted here...For the part 2, 3 and 4 you will have to visit my blog.
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Total length of this story was originally 32 chapters. but since they were extremely long chapters, I would try to divide them and so it would around 50 chapters long. If you like long FF, then give it a try.
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BOUND BY BLACKMAIL-
CHAPTER 1
Teri yaad mein zara aankhein bhigo loon
Udaas raat ki tanhai mein so loon
Akele gum ka bojh abb sambalta nahi,
Agar aap mil jayen toh aapse lipat ker ro loon'..
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"Just get out of my sight, girls like you disgusts me completely "
THOSE WORDS...THOSE COLD, ANGRY, HATEFUL WORDS
STILL ECHOS IN THE RECESS OF HER MIND SOMETIMES...
SO MUCH HAS HAPPENED SINCE THAT FATEFUL DAY'..BUT STILL AFTER ALL THOSE YEARS THOSE WORDS HAVE THE POWER TO HURT HER WITH THE SAME RAW INTENSITY.
THOSE WORDS STILL PIERCE HER HEART, LEAVING HER BLEEDING AND WRITHING IN PAIN WHENEVER SHE REMEMBERS THE UTTER DISGUST ON HIS FACE WHEN HE HAD SAID THOSE WORDS TO HER THAT DAY.
THE DAY WHICH BROUGHT FORTH HIS HATRED AND HER SHAME.
She woke up feeling distressed and could feel wetness on her cheeks. She was again crying in her dreams, only it was not just a dream, it was a very cruel reality too'A reality which she had lived through and which still came in the form of a nightmare after all these years, tormenting her leaving her, sobbing in pain every time.
Tonight again, she tried to ebb down her sobs. as she got up slowly without making much noise. she didn't want to wake up her young cousin, sleeping peacefully in the adjacent cot...
She knew that, sleep will elude her again for most of the night now, it always happened like this... whenever she had this nightmare, she wouldn't be able to sleep for hours after that.
she looked around in her shabbily furnished but clean room...there was minimum furniture, comprising of two narrow cots, one old rickety study table and one battered cupboard. Wrapping her shivering body in an old worn out shawl, which mercifully still kept her warm in these freezing cold wintry nights, she walked to stand near the iron grilled paned window and looked out to watch the star lit sky.
Why? Why after so many years... she still thinks about him?
Why? Why after so many years he still holds that power over her...to hurt her and make her cry out in pain.
How could she do that? How could she let those 2 months spent in his company overrule her whole life, even though 5 years have passed since that night.
5 yrs ! She whispered..."Has it already been five years, since I last saw him ?
"But still, his memory was fresh in her mind and so was his face " a painful smile curved her lips as she remembered , every detail of his handsome face.
Leaning against the cool window sill, she looked out at the moon and smiled wistfully "Ahhh!! He is like that unattainable moon, in my life, whom I can't touch and can never have..."
Her eyes brimmed up again ,thinking, "I have to forget about him,because I know how much he hates me and no amount of wishful thinking would ever make him mine."
And then she almost laughed ruefully at her thoughts as she mocked at herself . "Ahhh Khushi'Khushi'..Khushi , you are such a fool, he may not even have turned around to give you a second thought in these past 5 years, while you have spent every waking moment in his thoughts and every night with his dreams. He may not even remember , that you exist on the same earth as him because he lives in a different world. A world where she would never belong.
AND FEW HUNDRED MILES AWAY
The man of Khushi's dreams...walked with a confident swagger in a lavishly decorated elegant hall of a very prestigious upscale hotels in the country, where the party was held in his honor.
People looked at him, some with admiration ,some with awe and envy. They smiled at him and beautiful girls flocked around him trying to get a moment of his time and attention but he looked at them arrogantly and smiled with cool detachment. It was his ,this cool attitude only which made most girls go all gaga over him . They all knew he was a flirt and a player and was never seen twice in the company of same girl.
He had this stubborn untamed streak about him which challenged every bold and beautiful girl to tame him, but then nobody had ever achieved that goal as his heart remained unattainable to all of them. He liked to play by his own rules.
Mr. Sinha came forward to welcome him. He was one of the organizers of this party tonight, with a broad smile plastered on his face, he put forth his hand and greeted enthusistically--" Ahhh! Arnav i am glad you could make it on time ." and then he introduced him to other people, not that Arnav Singh Raizada needed any introduction now, after all he was one of the young and most dynamic entrepreneur of the country, who had been awarded with the young businessman of the year award this year. He had set an example by making his own name in such a short while independently without taking the support of his otherwise rich and influential family.
Arnav shrugged and shook hands with various known and famous faces and smiled politely while making small talks. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed a beautiful but skimpy dressed figure at the other end of the hall, who was also eyeing him boldly while twirling a flute of champagne in her hand .He smiled lazily at her as she swayed towards him, he also excused himself from other envious men and waited for her to walk up to him.
Malliaka came near him , smiled boldly and crooned in her husky voice -"ASR, here you are...kitna intezaar karwaaya., I have been waiting for you since ages " and then she puts her hand on his shoulder.
Arnav smiled as he looked at her hand, before taking it into his and kissed the tip of her fingers .." Hi Malliaka , are you trying to tell me that you got rid of your last boy friend already? "
She smiled at him--"you know, me ASR, I am just like you in that field , Right! "
He grinned down at her and traced her cheek with his bold lean finger --"Hmmm, that's what I like about the girls like you Malliaka , we are definitely alike in that sense. We both know what we want from life "
She pouted at him and said --"And we always get what we want, Right ?"
He nodded at that and then looked down at yet another temporary distraction of his life, grabbing her hand he took her to the dance floor.
There in far other part of the country..
A tall, slender girl opened up her closet with trembling hands and
took out few old photographs, from under the pile of her old
books. She looked at those photographs with guilty eyes and thought-- "No I shouldn't think about him anymore , I have to stop thinking about him. It won't be fair, It won't be fair, because soon I will belong to somebody else" Bile rose in her throat, " Shyam " thinking about that name, she closed her eyes and when she opened them tears were shimmering in them She caressed the photographs with shaking fingers," I should tear these photographs, I have no right to keep them "
She was about to tear those photographs when she stared at his latest photograph. That particular photograph was cut out from the latest magazine just few weeks ago, there was an article about him getting the businessman of the year award , she had read the article countless time and memorized each feature of his unsmiling face in her memory.
Her eyes softened as she stared at his photograph and thought -"He has not changed much, except he has grown more handsome now" She ran her fingers on his face longingly and sighed painfully, and then with strong determination, as she grasped the photograph to tear, her fingers turned paralyzed, as if some strong force was stopping her from doing it, her heart begged and she pleaded with her conscience. " Please, don't let me do it tonight, maybe tomorrow." Yes! Tomorrow, when she will wear Shayam's ring on her finger, she would tear these pictures ,just like he had shredded her heart once. .
And then all of a sudden she was startled out of her reverie as her
young cousin, stirred awake from her sleep and in sleep laden voice said sweetly---" Khushi didi "
Khushi put the photographs back in the closet and wiped off her tears hastily , she smiled gently at her 6 year. old cousin ,Ira "Arre Ira, tum utth gayi, meri gudiyaa" ( You woke up my doll )
Ira smiled at her cousin and held out her arms---"Didi, apko maloom hai meine ek sapna dekha abhie " ( Didi, you know, I just saw a dream )
Khushi smiled slowly as she walked back to Ira and sat down beside her taking her in her arms -"Oh really, kya sapna dekha, meri doll ne, batao toh ? ". ( Oh, really , what dream my doll saw, tell me ? )
Ira smiled mysteriously as her eyes widened up and she said in excited high pitched voice ---"Didi woh aapne , kal woh story sunaai thi na, cinderella ki.'( Didi , remember you told me story of Cinderella yesterday )
Khushi nodded and patted Ira's head gently..."Haan tumhe pasand aayi thi na, story ? "( Yes , you did like the story ,Right ? )
Ira nodded her head and said with. exaggerated expressions --" Didi mere sapne mein, maloom hai aap Cinderella thi, aur phir maine dekha, ek bahut handsome prince, safeed ghode pe aaya aur aapko, uthaa ker apne...itne bade mahal mein le gaya " ( Didi, you know in my dream, you were Cinderella and then very handsome prince came on his white horse and took you to a grand palace )."She widened up her arms.
Khushi smiled ruefully, looking at her innocent little Ira and didn't have heart to tell her that her fate was not that generous and not all dreams come true in ones life.
Unaware of her cousin's miserly Ira chattered innocently...."Didi , woh prince he tha safeed ghode per , who muskraya aur phir'(Didi, He was a prince for sure, who came on a white horse and he smiled and then ') Saying this, Ira got emotional and choked..."Didi, phir aap hum sabko chodd ker door chali jaayengi uss ke saath ..." ( Didi, then you will leave all of us and go far away with him )
Khushi shook her head and held Ira close in her arms and said--"Nahi ,Ira, mein door thode hi na jaaongi...woh Shyam, toh paas he mein rehte hain na...aur phir abhie toh sirf hamari sagai hui hai na " ( No, Ira, I am not moving far, remember Shyam lives down the block and then right now I am just getting engaged)
Ira looked at her cousin's face and gave her a puzzled look and said..."Magar didi, mere dream waala aapka prince,woh Shyam jiju nahi the, woh toh koi aur hi tha..." ( But Didi, in my dreams that prince was not Shyam Jiju, he was somebody else ) And then Ira cried, "Please Didi aap Shyam jiju se shaadi nahi karen... mujhe woh bilkul nahi
pasand...sach aapke prince koi aur hain ...sach didi" ( Please Didi, don't marry Shyam Jiju, I don't like him at all, and your Prince is somebody else , Really Didi )Little Ira, tried to convince Khushi in pleading tone.
Khushi cried softly as she rocked Ira's slight body in her arms and put her head against hers and thought with breaking heart , " Oh Ira, Not every Cinderella finds her Prince , dreams are after all dreams only, when have they ever come true? "
"ARNAV! " Coldness gripped her heart and she felt claustrophobic . Finally she gave in to her fate and cried for long time that night over her unrequited love and unfinished fairytale, because she knew'that'..
"Her prince will never come"
Hope you all will enjoy this very old story, which I had written years ago in 2004 to be precise and now it is resurrected after watching the magic of Arnav and Khushi. This story has nothing in common with this show, but I think these characters will go very aptly with my story. Let me know how you found this story.
Till Later,
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