~*~Prida Romantic Scene Thread~*~ - Page 77

@Shruti: that was so excellent...I have no other words to describe i.t

@Leaves-thanks sweety! ur the best! will let u know whenever i need an update! and yeah i continued to keep up to date on AN but lost any respect and love i had for the couple after they pulled the married tract as well...it lost all its charms...truthfully i think i kinda lost interest after all the drama started...i fell in love with them because of all the innocence and romantic comedy that the two displayed during and before the panchgani days...after the story became so serious it wasn't as fun...and then they completely ruined it with that marriage twist...please do read my ff if u get the chance...its a captions story about the gang matchmaking AN.

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Even in this untidy state, she looked like an angel. Though all the color and vitality was gone from her face, reflection of the fire made her glow like never before. Even after all this time, Prithvi had not been able to comprehend as to why he was bestowed upon with the love of the most beautiful creature in the world. Damini had given him all the love that she ever had; literally gift-wrapped it in her trust and handed it over to him. And what had he done to the precious present? He sighed. He had broken her faith in him, he had lied to her. Though he had never loved anyone as much as he loved her, and though he'd never ever be able to love anyone as much, and even though he'd keep trying for her forgiveness all his life, deep down inside, he knew he had lost her, perhaps forever. The injuried he had inflicted on her run too deep inside.

But the present state she was in was not due to his betrayal. It was because of a revelation so strong that it had shaken her bitterly. The usually poised Damini was now disheveled, her hair unkempt. It was the truth revealing her true identity that had shattered her strong nature, decisive self-dependence, self-confident demeanor, fiery spirit and head-strong mind. Not that the story about her biological father mattered to him; but to her, it did; and she was his topmost priority.

How shaken had she been on learning that she wasn't biologically a Gujral, a family-name she had prided herself on since she had had her senses. But inspite of her misery, she had managed to calm her mother and sisters down before fleeing away from there. He loved her and respected and admired her for this and more.

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As soon as the doctor told her that Ila Ji was out of danger for the moment, but very weak, she had handed over the patient's charge to Avni and Avni's charge to Roshni and rushed out of the house, grabbing her car keys. He couldn't leave her alone in this state. Hence, he followed her in his own.

She was driving recklessly in the downpour, and he was worried for her. With every sharp turn she took, his heart beat doubly hard. At long last, she stopped. He heaved a sigh of relief. He saw the driver's door fly open and Damini came out of it in a fury. At first, he thought she had noticed him following her and was angry. But then she turned towards the front side of the car and bent down over the bonnet. He then saw the smoke rising out. It was the engine that gave up, not Damini's sorrow, or anger.

He quietly came out of his car and went towards her. Before he could reach, she turned away and started walking briskly. He thought it better to follow her, rather than talk to her. She was aware of Prithvi following her, and strangely relieved too, though she did not know why. She did not say or do anything and kept walking ahead, without a single backward glance.

After walking in the rain for almost 25 minutes, she found her legs giving up. She noticed a small house by the side and speeded up. She knocked on the door and asked for shelter for one night as her car had broken down and she could not find a mechanic. Prithvi stood silently behind her. On being asked by the owner of the house as to who he was, she curtly replied her body-guard. It hurt him, a lot, and deep, but he said nothing.

The house had just one room to spare, so they both were ushered into it. There was no heater or light, but a big, bright fire burning in the grate. Damini took her seat in front of the fire, while he retreated a few steps back to look at her from a distance.

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Tears flowed silently down her cheeks. Why did this happen to her? First Prithvi, then Mamma… The two persons in this world she had blindly trusted, loved them more than anything else; the very two persons in this world who lied to her, turned her life into mockery. How will she ever be able to pull herself up, with her strongest supports failing her? Oh God! May this wretched time be a dream, she wished. But she knew it wasn't; it was as real and earthly as her flesh. She had never been scared of any situation, she faced everything boldly and smacked it onto its face. But she was scared now, scared and unsure. What, why, how, who – a whole lot of questions jamming her mind, body and soul, and she knew not how to answer even one of them.

The turmoil of emotions battling inside her was evident on her face. He was deeply moved, and felt all the more for her. How he longed to hold her in his arms, wipe the tears away from her face, reassure her and make everything back to normal. If only he could extend his hand forward and she'd grab it…

Just then he saw her shiver slightly. He knew all the warmth in the fire will not be able to remove the chill that had seeped in her heart. Nonetheless, he started looking for something that could cover her up. He wanted to protect her, even if only physically. He started rummaging in a cupboard nearby and found a shawl.

He went ahead, hesitating. He started to drape it around her, careful not to touch her bare shoulders, for he was sure that she'd repulse his every touch.

She never knew she was feeling cold until a set of strong arms started fidgeting about her, trying to drape a shawl across her shoulders. She was grateful to him, for taking care of her, when he ought to have left her alone, and she, him. She wanted to hold those hands in hers, and she did hold them.

Prithvi was surprised when she held his hand that was still on her shoulder adjusting the shawl. Clutching his hand like a baby, she pulled him forward. He sat down beside her, and looked at her. She turned to look at him too, and in his eyes, the only thing she saw was pure love and concern for her. And even though she knew she ought to hate this man who had cheated her the biggest in life, and she ought to stay as far away from him as possible, she could not control herself. This was the one person before whom she was helpless, vulnerable, she could cry. She caught hold of his shirt, dug her head inside his chest, and sobbed, harder than he had ever seen her crying, harder than he had ever seen anyone crying. He clasped his arms around her and let her vent her emotions.

After a while, they never realized who started it, but they were lying together on the rug, closer than ever, in mind, body and soul; she finding her solace in him, he finding his peace in her; and the fire of love never died that night. Nobody knew before if grief could be so beautiful…

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Scene Idea Credit: Muniza (aka muniza75)

excellent work Nids!!

The last line is beautiful!!
how Prithvi follows her , by his presence lets her know how much she means too him....all was beautiful!!

**Writing by maziya.ibrahim**

FICTION 1

Today was an important day for Damini, she was supposed to be giving her presentation to the board of directors and investors regarding the new proposal for her company. *Nothing should go wrong..nothing will* thought Damini with a smile, she had handled numerous such proposals..this one would also go good. She put on her best business suit, tied her hair in a classic chignon and was all set to go.

Prithvi too was geared up for today after all, his wife was giving an important presentation, and he had to make sure that everything fell in place. He arrived at the office early to make the necessary arrangements.

At the board room while Damini was making her points regarding the proposal, Prithvi nodded and agreed to most of what Damini put forth but had a different opinion in some areas, he sat there surveying the expressions of the board members and trying to listen in to their whispers, they did not seem very pleased to hear what Damini proposed. Prithvi decided to take matters in his hands, and save the deal from going off.

'Damini, may I..', he interrupted her 'Yes...what is the matter?' she asked looking surprised.

'I shall take over from here..' he said. 'But....uhhh I..' was all damini could say at then. Prithvi continued with the presentation with his ideas and the investors were a happy lot, they loved what he had to say.

She just sat there dumbstruck, *how could he just go ahead and snatch this from her...it was her proposal...she was supposed to do the talking, not him..how dare he interrupt and steal her thunder?!...ohhh the nerve of this man! I hate him*

After the meeting was over, the deal finalised and congratulatory handshakes between Prithvi and the members, Damini looked up to Prithvi with a questioning look 'What the heck was that?!'

'Damini...listen the investors were not happy with some of your ideas, so I had to butt in and salvage the situation, you know this deal was very important, i couldn't just let it go.'

'Yea right..you ruined it!..You just wanted to show your 'the man', throw your weight around! God!', she yelled and stormed of out of the room and went to her cabin. He just stared at her wondering what he did was it so wrong?

As she sat in her chair there coming to terms with what just happened, her mobile phone began to ring, she assumed it was Prithvi and just cut the call. It rang again, she looked at it *mama calling*...she answered and before Ila could say anything she began complaining, 'Mama, you know what just happened, Prithvi,he.. he just put my entire week's preparation to waste, came up with his so called great ideas that the investors apparently approved of..ughhh I am so annoyed!'

'Calm down Beta, I understand how you are feeling, Mr.Chopra the M.D of HT industries just spoke to me and was impressed with Prithvi's proposal, they loved it..and I too had heard Prithvi's ideas..he shared it with me yesterday, I think they are very good and it will help our company's profits, Damini listen to your mama, he did what was right for the company, and you were good too, I'm sure the next deal you handle on your own will fetch good results'

'Ok mama.. fine, if you say so, Alright then i'l see you later at home. Bbye'

*Hated it when mama was always right, hated it that mama always found good in Prithvi's actions, hated it that Prithvi was right!....Oh well, but I still will act mad at him*

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At home that evening Sameer and Avni were discussing baby stuff, girl babies-boy babies etc..the conversation somewhere lead to the men vs women, and right then Prithvi and Damini walked in the living room to where Sam and Avni were seated.

'Arrey Sameer,Women are the best in everything they do', said Damini exchanging a look with Prithvi.

'And so are men right Sameer?...but women at times require help especially when they are botching up a promising deal, and refuse to admit their shortcomings because of their ego', Prithvi said aiming his words at Damini.

'Women are better drivers than men' retorted Damini

'No way, I won't accept that that's definitely one thing women can't do better'

'Oh yeah, wanna bet?...let's have a race now'

'Sure, why not?..your on!'

Prithvi and Damini got up to grab their car keys and go outside to race.

'Yeh dono kabhi nahin sudharenge' Sameer and Avni said in unison.

The Gujral Mansion was surrounded by vast acres of land, there was just enough roads around, nobody ever raced inside the grounds, but Prithvi and Damini decided to do so and fixed their start and finish zones and agreed on two laps of the grounds.

Damini opened the car doors, sat in her BMW convertible, fastened her seatbelt and started the engine *Please my Beemer c'mon don't let me down, we can do this, we have to beat that akkadu Prithvi!*

Prithvi too entered his Merc convertible and started the engine *Should I just let her win and be happy?....No, no lets play fair and square!*

They were ready to begin the race, one final look at each other and then feet pressing hard on the accelerator...Vroooooom...the screeching of the tires could be heard a long distance away.

They went at high speeds , the adrenaline rush, both wanted to win badly. At the end of the first lap, Prithvi was ahead of her, he smirked at the thought of beating her. But he was in for a shock when they were closing in on the final lap Damini suddenly overtook him almost throwing him off track and reached the finish before him.

She stepped out of her vehicle, a sense of pride and satisfaction in her voice 'I told you so, women are better'

'I just let you win, you cannot beat me on a real race track', he lied.

'You wish, just concede defeat Prithvi', she knew he was lying, she could read his face.

'Ok I admit you are better with cars...'

Just then Damini lost her footing and tripped over...Prithvi tried to catch her and in the process fell down along with her. He held her close, she could smell the strong cologne on him..he looked at her 'Are you ok?'...*Why did she have always melt looking in those eyes, they had such a mesmerising effect on her*

*She looked so beautiful lying there in his arms, how could he not resist touching her face, kissing those lips* He pushed a strand of hair from her face, kissed her cheek and then her lips. 'Prithvi....I am sorr...' 'shhhh...you'l ruin it'.

She smiled and put her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

P.S oh gosh it turned out so long..sorry....ok as you would have guessed by the amateurish writing, I have never before written any scene ever!...so this was a first attempt..nothing compared to wht all you wonderful guys write..I hope you dint get bored reading it!😕 I tried to create the Prida essence..So I am ready for the all the brickbats now!😳

Maz awesome. Loved it. You should write more - you are not an amatuer. I liked the fact that it was a happy story - Pri salvaging the situation in his typical style - do first and think later - Damzie getting mad and Ila consoling her - then their fighting was sooo cute - and the race - Damz in a beemer 😍convertible and Pri in a merc convertible 😍- and Damzie wins and then they kiss.😍

Why don't the CVs write scenes like this?

Lovely scene Maz, you guys are really good to write.

good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!👏👍🏼nids,maz