A chance at forever! epilogue pg 68 / 20-6

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soul76

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Posted: 16 years ago

#51

Originally posted by: jyothi_cool
wow munee gr8 part dear loved it cont soon

Thank you so much Jyothi dear.

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soul76

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Posted: 16 years ago

#52

Part 3

Shabbir sat sipping ice cold water on set at Sankraman Studios most of Balaji's sets were set up here and today they were shooting for a scene with him and his onscreen family. He read the lines once again keeping the bottle down he looked up to see Sanjeeda banter away with Panchi, his eyes had gleamed to see them exchange jokes. His two best friends it was a shame Jay and Reshmi had to leave the show they were such a nice team and he had loved working with them the sets were always filled with their laughter when Jay was around he was as naughty as himself. Keeping his scroll of papers on the sofa he had been sitting on he walked up to where the two ladies sat "Oh look who's here from hell itself" he had teased Sanjeeda who was currently playing a ghost on the show. "Yeah I've come to take you along was missing you so bad na" Sanjeeda had giggled. "Yes Sanju take him then I can return to Dasgupta mansion" Panchi had giggled. "That's it that Proteek will have it from me now" Shabbir had feigned rage chucking Sanjeeda's sandwich from her hand. "Don't eat Sanju you'll spoil your figure. Aamir won't be able to put up with an elephant" he had advised her in a serious tone shaking his finger at her making Sanjeeda slap him on his arm. "And Natalie can keep up with a train engine like you" Sanjeeda had stepped on his raw nerve referring to his habitual smoking making him stop. He looked at her strangely "How do you know about Natalie?" he had prodded her quite astonished to see the word spread like wildfire, Natalie was his Turkish friend he had met her on his recent trip to Istanbul while shooting for his movie Mission Istanbul.

Besides him only Karan had known of his growing sentiments for Natalie she was angelic and Shabbir had fallen flat for her the moment they had met at Bistro the first time. It was a wild feeling he had then to impress her which had hardly happened with any other girl, with him it was always the other way around he never took the pains to know anyone. His restrained attitude towards strangers had often made people consider him rude which was hardly the case, to friends who knew him he was a gem someone they could always count on in times of need. "Sanjee look here tell me who told you about this" he had questioned her irritated with her constant giggling Panchi's shot had been ready and she had left them then to converse in private. "I met Karan yaar who else would tell me" she had laughed aloud enjoying his turmoil "That kameena" he had gritted his teeth still stuffing the sandwich "Just let me get my hands on him" he had mumbled chewing on bits of chicken. "Shabbir you elephant give it back... "Sanjeeda had tried to swipe her sandwich from his grasp. "This is all the lunch I have" she had glared him through her green grey eyes. "You can eat my dabba... my maa has sent me boiled vegetables" he had explained wryly "Aunty wants you to get better you just recovered from jaundice" she had smiled. "I know but it's tasteless" he had rolled his eyes in mock disgust. "Fine eat my sandwich I'll share Panchi's dabba" she had patted his arm as he sighed in relief. "Eat my lunch too na yaar I promise I'll eat the fruits just finish the vegetables" he had literally pleaded to her making her arch her eyebrows. "Hmm" she had mused "This hard work will cost you mister" she had warned him "Anything!" he had consented immediately wiping his mouth with her saree's pallu. "You'll come at Aamir's party then.. this weekend" she had blackmailed him and he had groaned "You'r boring boyfriend throws boring bashes" he had complained "As if you stick around till the fun starts" she had shot back unable to stand anything said against the love of her life and he had chuckled. "Ok I'll come don't die on me here" he had mocked her red flushed cheeks with anger and she had smiled sweetly.

"Give me a call na as a reminder" he had lazed back in the chair he was occupying "Give me your cell phone I'll set the reminder you lazy ogre" she had demanded for his cell phone and it was then that he was reminded of his loss. "Oh damn" he had winced making Sanjeeda watch him concerned "What happened?" she had asked and he had filled her in with the details of his mobile being misplaced. "Shabbir just call the manager right now and tell him to get the employees there checked though its no use now, why didn't you get it done then you could've caught the culprit " she had scolded him vexed at his carefree attitude. "It was pack up time Sanju what could I do if everyone had left" he had expounded the shot had been called for then and they had left. Shabbir however had placed the call through Sanjeeda's mobile to inform the manager that he would be expecting an exact location on the whereabouts of his cell phone when he came for the shoot that afternoon.

Anjali had entered the gates to the vast expanse of the studio she had not forgotten to bring Shabbir's mobile along with her carefully placing it in her jean pocket. She had planned to hand it over to him when she met him that afternoon to do his make up but destiny had other plans as she later found out. She had started trudging over to the make up room when one of the guards had stalled her asking her to join the other employees in the area outside the manager's office where two other guards stood checking their pockets and bags. Anjali stood listlessly when she was called over and her pockets checked sure enough out came Shabbir's mobile from her jean pocket, a Nokia N 70. "So you're the one who stole the mobile phone" the manager had glowered at her while Mohit looked at her abashed. Did she not know how hard it was to get a decent job in Mumbaii that too during this recession what the hell was she thinking taking Shabbir's mobile. She had explained to him the previous night how she had found it and he had been upset then you should've handed it to the manager he had chided her immediately. "I forgot" she had replied quietly and he had nodded in reluctance apprehensive about the next day and now she stood like a culprit being scorned on by all. "But I didn't" she had tried to explain panic stricken when the manager had held up his hand to quieten her "Enough with it I'm calling the police you can explain to them clearly how exactly it all happened" he had thundered his face purple with rage. It was the first time that any of the employees had been caught stealing at his studio and he was going to set Anjali as an example for the rest of them to take heed from. Anjali's eyes had watered as she heard the manager summon the police to the sets "Sir please listen to me I didn't steal it" she had pleaded but it had fallen on deaf ears.

Ten minutes later the police mobile had arrived and Anjali had been handcuffed and made to sit in it. She shivered at the prospect of being charged for a crime she had not committed the slow tears had made their way down her face as she stared at Mohit helplessly, he though was unable to do anything for her. As the van rolled on the tarmac exiting the gates of the studio Anjali had buried her face in her hands and cried why did fate have to be so cruel. At the station she had been locked up in the cell after her report had been filed she had tried to explain yet again but the hard almost shocking slap from the female constable had rendered her speechless. Sitting on the cold cemented floor she had rested her face on her knees wrapping her arms around them balling up she had wept to her heart's content. But that too had been short lived as she was roughly pulled up by the constable who had rendered her another slap much to her astonishment. She had tried to stop her only to receive another good one which had torn her lip. "I didn't steal" she had screamed in retaliation "You are here because you stole" the constable had sneered now go sit in the corner. After you leave from here you'll never steal" a vicious smile had spread over the constable's face as she exited the cell leaving Anjali to slide to the floor crying harder than before as blood oozed out from her fresh wound. Shabbir had driven through the iron gates humming softly he had nearly wrapped up with a large chunk of his shoot for Kayamath and was happy as he would be getting the next day off. Parking his car in the lot he had walked up to the manager's office entering it he had inquired about his mobile and was quite relieved when the manager handed it back to him. "Where did you find it?" he had asked intrigued at the retrieval of such a costly appliance he had considered it as good as gone. "One of the make up crew had it these low lifes can't get any more disgusting can they" the manager had remarked arrogantly. Shabbir had considered it rather odd for the manager to talk so rudely regarding his employees but had kept his silence tucking the mobile in his pocket he had started walking towards his car it was his off day and he had just come to check on his mobile when he heard someone call him.

"Sir... Shabbir Sir!" Mohit had shouted running up to a bewildered Shabbir. "Sir she didn't steal your mobile" he had blurted as he neared Shabbir "Who?" Shabbir had frowned in return. "Anjali ... she found your mobile under your van last night. She wanted to give it back to you today, she is not a thief sir. They have sent her to the police station for no fault of hers" he had pleaded for mercy. "Anjali" Shabbir had echoed the name seemed familiar and then the phone call the previous night flashed through his mind "Anjali Mathur?" he had questioned Mohit who had quickly assented. "Why didn't she tell the manager that?" Shabbir had queried perplexed he hadn't thought of it going this far. "She tried to but he wouldn't listen... please help her sir" he was begging Shabbir now. "Fine come with me we'll get her at the station" Shabbir had motioned Mohit to sit in his Santro and they had both left the premises making a beeline for the police station. Shabbir's heart kept flipping this was the first time he had been responsible for an innocent to suffer though he had never asked the manager to lodge a police complaint he still felt guilty being the generous soul that he was. Driving through the crowded streets they had reached the station stepping inside Mohit has identified the inspector and had run up to him. "Inspector we are here to take back our complaint" he had informed the rather burly and sour looking man. "You think I'm free writing and taking back complaints we are not releasing her" he had waived off Mohit telling the constable to do away with him. He obviously had not seen Shabbir and had thought Mohit to be alone. "I think this is your job Inspector you are paid to do it.... I had the complaint registered I am taking it back now release the girl at once" Shabbir had ordered the man he certainly had not made a good impression on him. The Inspector had groaned then frowning as he opened the register Shabbir's star status had him overpowered and he wasn't going to jeopardize his job for a girl. Shabbir's eyes had roved inside the confinements of the barred vicinity to find her huddled on the floor oblivious to the entire scenario her head on her knees her eyes closed as trails of tears glistened on her face. He felt a slight wring in his stomach he noticed she was still crying her body trembling as the tears continued to flow even through closed eyes. The Inspector had then asked Shabbir to sign the release papers and he had willingly jotted his name on the dotted line atleast he'd be free of the nagging guilt now. Little had he known it was easier said than done.

Edited by blind horizon - 16 years ago

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mehanandita

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Posted: 16 years ago

#53

me first
just know started reading ur ff from the beginning
will take time to comment dear

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soul76

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Posted: 16 years ago

#54

Originally posted by: mehanandita
me first
just know started reading ur ff from the beginning
will take time to comment dear

Aw congrats and its ok take your time. 😊

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mehanandita

@mehanandita

Voyager

Posted: 16 years ago

#55

nice to see u start a new ff
that do with only shabboo
thanks a lot dear

i like ur milind a lot
he was so generous and true gentleman
and i like ur anjali too but she resembles the character of prachi too
wonder why u name a anjali
so wht thats shabbir feelings with natalie
but sounds interesting dear,
overall loved every part
though i am mising prachi,
loved their interaction behind the sets

continue soon

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soul76

@soul76

Sparkler

Posted: 16 years ago

#56

Originally posted by: mehanandita
nice to see u start a new ff
that do with only shabboo
thanks a lot dear

i like ur milind a lot
he was so generous and true gentleman
and i like ur anjali too but she resembles the character of prachi too
wonder why u name a anjali
so wht thats shabbir feelings with natalie
but sounds interesting dear,
overall loved every part
though i am mising prachi,
loved their interaction behind the sets

continue soon

Thanks Meha I'm so glad you like Shabbir I have tried to portray him close to his nature of what I have observed. Well Anjali is quite a docile character and Shabbir has a crush on Natalie. Hope you like it further still.