Tanhayee.. FF(Part 10, pg.23) uptd 02/10 - Page 15

Originally posted by: jigna_07

great part
continue soon

Thanks jigu... will do...

Cheers,

dc

Recap: As it dawned on her, she looked up to find him missing. Turning around quickly, her lips quivered slightly as her voice successfully made him stop in his tracks. Speaking to his back, she raised her voice in taxed effort, "Sir… kabhi kabar doosron ki baaton mein bhi koi baat hoti hai…" (Sir… sometimes there is substance to what others say…). Still in a fogged state, she found her feet distantly rake a path in the ground as she walked passed the frozen figure… Her arm outstretched against the cool glass… and she pushed…

Part 9

The soft, kohled eyes solemnly traced over each face with distinction… lingering generously at each as though trying to recapture the long lost moment. A middle aged man stared back at her, his firm features reflected years of honesty and hard work… A woman of a similar age grouping stood next to him, her eyes twinkling with genuine content and experience. Between the two, stood a little figure with dark brown curls extending to the petite shoulders. Her lips curved innocently upwards, conveying a sense of joy. The threesome looked so satisfied… so perfect… delicate. As though shifting through the waves of time, the eyes turned their attention to the small frame sitting next to the one they had just grazed. A young man with soft characteristics smiled deeply, the familiar dent making it ever evident. Strands of ignorant silky hair fell indifferently to the left side of his forehead… As the gaze drifted from both moments frozen in time, a gentle film threatened the clarity of their functioning. Suddenly, everything went blurry as a single drop seeped unnoticed through closed eyelids. "Kyun…" a whispered scream escaped the slightly parted lips.

The woman sat at the base of the large bay window… her reserved spot, from where the empty eyes overlooked the oblivious crowd below. The noisy honks of horns and impatient people, so unaware… Currently, her head rested against the wall, as she lay there motionless… "Flight subah 8 baje ki hai…" The discrete clash of a solid hitting the floor interrupted suddenly filled the empty space in the air. The woman shifted her gaze towards the shards of glass now scattered about the cool wood floor. While absentmindedly reaching for it, she had failed to realize her trembling hands… The clear liquid trailed in various directions in a hurry, finding the end of her precariously draped dupatta, yet she seemed not to noticed. Her hallow eyes continually engulfed the fragile shards in their grasp, as though making sense of it all… but getting nowhere. "Flight… 8 baje…", murmuring faintly between taxed breaths, she allowed her head the support of the wall once more as the eyes closed yet again…

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Her heart silently screamed out to her as she brought forth a trembling hand towards the hand-held receiver. For a moment, she just stared at the object, as though unknown to why it was in her hand. As her eyes reminded her to blink, it suddenly came back… "Fligh… 8 baje…" While the other hand worked calculatedly on punching in the numbers, the disturbing thoughts continued to reign her ears… A sigh of relief escaped her slightly parted lips as the monotonous sound of the ring reverberated through the connection. One… two… three… "Hello?" Her breath immediately caught in her throat as the throaty masculine voice filtered through her thoughts. "Hello?", the slightly irritated tone caught her numbed state off guard as she took a deep breath preparing herself for the worst. "… Miss Dixit…?" Startled by his supposition, a momentary silence ensued as she gathered herself once more. Strange it was, how he had barely attempted to acknowledge her presence in the office and yet was still somehow capable of recognizing even her silence. "… Sir…", her choked voice cracked through from one end to the other followed by another unspoken moment. "Mr. Walia… wohe main… kal… Zurich…" His patience suddenly seemed to irk her, provoking some unknown confidence. "Main Zurich nahin aah sakti," she stated in a flat manner. Breathing out silent curses, she mentally timed the seconds going by before she were to drown in his fiery anger… the silence before the storm, she predicted. After an endless pause, his voice came through once more. "Miss Dixit… iski koi wajeh toh hogi na?" (Miss Dixit… there must be a reason for this right?)… Curses… He had caught her off guard once again. In all her mind, she had failed to think of excuses… Almost whispering, she stuttered… "wohe… main… meri tabeeyat… tabeeyat kuch teekh nahin hai…" (um… I… my health… I'm not feeling all that well…) She squinted her eyes as the sentence trailed off like a burden lifting from her chest… When in the next minute, it weighed her down once more… Silence… "Well, mere khayal se aapko jaldi se doctor ko dikha lena chahiye… You'll be needed in your best form for the coming few days. I'm sure agar aap doctor ke paas jaayengi aur acha rest lengi, aapki tabeeyat bilkul teekh hojaayegi. Aur waise bhi, flight 10 ghanton ki hai, toh aapko aur araam karne ke liye bahut waqt hai… Kal subha 8 baje, good night Miss Dixit." (Well, I think you should go see a doctor as soon as possible… You'll be needed in your best form for the coming few days. I'm sure if you see the doctor and take proper rest, you'll feel much better. And anways, the flight is 10 hours long and hence you'll have lots of time to relax… Tomorrow morning at 8, good night Miss Dixit). The dull moan of the dead line buzzed through the empty receiver as she brought it towards her face, dumbfounded. As the soft clicking of the clock continued in its rhythm, a fury began to grip her once more. How could he do this?! No matter how, he always got his way… and that too with but without a murmur of protest. The calm, and definite tone of his voice made her jittery with confusion and rage. "Tip… tip… tip…" She shivered and unstably got up to see the showers in the skies rage with her…

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Holding close the blue file complementing her soft yellow attire, she stood at the entrance of… Walia Palace… The rains had continually drowned in her sorrow and she had covered her head with the feeble, yet comforting fabric of her dupatta. As her feet proceeded, she pulled back unknowingly. Her eyes scanned the large area, taking in the details… "Jai puttar, maine Tony se keh kay tere liye garam kapde suitcase mein rakh diye hain… wahan kya pata kaisa mausam ho…" (Jai son, I've asked Tony to pack warm clothes for you… who know what the weather will be like there)… "Munna, nashta kar liya tune?" (Munna, have u had your breakfast?)… "Sir, aapne joh file mangwayi teeh study se, ye lijiye…" (Sir, the files you had asked for from your study, here they are…)… "Mamaji, wohe Mr. Mittal ka phone aya tah, unhon ne kaha wohe zameen ke baare mein aapse milna chahenge…" (Mamaji, Mr. Mittal had called and wanted to meet with u in regards to the plot…)… The hum of voices blended into one another as Jai Walia descended the stairs attending to each confidently… She squinted her eyes noticing the blank expression on his face. The features were firm, as though controlled to be that way… holding back… Quickly, she averted her gaze, as he looked up from the end of the steps, towards her… Reaching for her head, she gently removed her subtly soaked dupatta, whilst finding something to place her eyes on. Closing them for a moment, she reopened them and turned to face him hesitantly. She extended the blue file towards the man, who took it without a thought and gently his fingers skimmed through the details… "… Good… Ye file humaare liye bahut kaam ki hai Miss Dixit…" (… Good… This file is of great importance to us Miss Dixit…). He paused, and then continued… "Chalo acha kiya maine aapse yahin pe mangwaali, ab chalen?" (Well it was good I asked you to bring it here, shall we?). Still lost in the distanced buzz of voices, she spoke as though startled… Losing her voice, all she could manage was a meek nod of the head…

Please bear with me guys, I promise next part will be worth it... friction and appeal, promise... and next part will be very VERY soon!... its a Ladoo ki deewani ka promise.😉 I know this one was long and boring... kya karoon, story needs to progress... Thanks for the patience!

Cheers,

dc

Originally posted by: jnawaz

woo hoo me first what's the song??😃...it is the return of the happy dance...yeh kya...meri toh bhagya khul gayi hai...theen mehne khatam hone se pehle update...😲😲😲...😛...wah wah...ek aur dance hojaye iss kushi mein ...kuch party sharty bhi jaye 🥳...😉...ok ok... oye, tu zaroor pitne ke mood mein ayi hai na aaj?😳 ill stop teasing...b4 u come after me with belan and joote... lol😆...but haila...what was up with bani...😳😳😳...she seemed...well...i dont know...just not right...what happned I dunno... kya hua?😕...uff...its almost 1am aur tu...u made me think...😡...i dont think at night...oh man...aab kya hoga...you made me think...aab ill have a head ache, then ill take some pills for the pain...phir ill go to sleep and wake up late...so ill be late to work, ill miss my admissions, then the boss will yell at me...then ill be late coming home...then ill be tired but ill have homework...but ill still sleep...then do homework at night...which will make me think again...uff...look what u did...😕...yeh kya kiya...uff... *slaps hand on forehead*... so apparently I'm the cause of all ur miseries?... isse pehle main mar kyun nahin gayi!😳 ...lol...j/k...baas...teri tang kich rahi hoon...🤗🤗🤗...dont u just love my ramblings...😆 lol... u've had a taste of mines😃...ok...now jai...dont be so insensitive...😡😡😡...bechari ki tabiyat tik nahin hai......give her a break naa...😲😲😲 no really... waise bechari ki tabeeyat achanak itni kharab??😳...oh ho...aab samji...you want..u really WANT bani to go with u huh...ooo la la...😳...kya plan chal raha hai maan mein jai...wah...badmash...naughty boy...😉 RIGHT!... aisa hi kuch hoga chor ke mann mein😆...ok tik hai...but oye mr...no hoshyari...at all....bani innocent hai...she best come back that way...😳...u know what i mean 😈😈😈...lol... Jazu ki bachi!! U're too much... give the man a break will ya... abhi toh shuraat hai... aage aage dekho hota hai kya😉

ok bohot hogaya...aab i need to sleep...and dream about JW 😍😍😍 I'm sorry ma'am I cannot give u permission do such thing... he's my Ladoo afterall!😃...kaal kaam hai, and lots of homework...😕😕😕 *Shivers*... I have a shutti today!😃 and on summer holidays!!...cant wait for the next update...aur yaad rahe...u promised...a long part...with JB romance...😉😉 *Scratches head*... maine aisa promise kiya?😕...ok so u didnt say romance...im just saying...😃lol... sudhar ja!😆😆

oh yes...main toh almost bhulhi gayi thi...yeh lo...for u...as promised...ladoo 😛😉

Jazu ki bachi, marwegi kya... I was typing an update for my KAA ff... gayi bhaad mein! *sighs* 🤗🤗
haye...it reminds me of the song...
'aakh mare, oh ladka aakh mare
aakh mare, oh ladka aakh mare' 😉

akhiyaan ladh gayian... dubh ke tar gayian... hove joh hona... main yaar yaar kehna... main baar baar kehna... sada!😆 😍😍😍

Cheers,

dc
JAZ

Originally posted by: jeenal20

plz cont soon

😆😆 will do!

Cheers,

dc

Originally posted by: siumi

no comments😳

continue soon 😛

ur "no comments" have my head going😕😳

will do!

Cheers,

dc