Haaa to ye padh le...
I had different plan for this... But seems like I am not finding time or inspiration to complete it..
Ye wale AU ka naam hai "Obsessed Vir"
I was suppose to name it "His Obsession" and this was surprise for you Nezu, Nahimma and Asma... Remember long time back we had discussion that we wanted Obsessed Vir i started writing it back then... but never mind...
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Vir was in his painting room standing near window, staring outside. Thinking of the events happened in last few days.
Today he got married with her. The shocked expression on her face at the time wedding rituals pained him. He knewthis wedding was forced on her. She never wanted to marry him. But still her expressions hurt him. He is not a bad person. If anything, he had saved her from the horrible future her father wanted to throw her in. He still remembers the day when they first met. She was bashing at his driver for running over a woman. She was looking very hot when she was shouting. She was in a salwar suit and her long neck was visible. He never gave a second glance to any woman after Sakshi’s death. But he just could not take his eyes off her. And then the day he saved her from drowning in a river, he did not know he was saving her, but when he saw her all drenched, her dress was clinging to her slender figure. She was sight for his sore eyes. And the tangling of the chain brought them together. The urge to touch her was burning in him. But she backed off from his touch. He did not understand why he felt such a pull towards her.
In irritation he said, “Dubara mere samne mat ana.”
But he wanted her infront of him all the time. All he could think was, how can he be with her all the time.
Next day when he saw her in his friend’s wedding. She was fierce when she was beating up the thief. She was fiercer when she stood up to the bride’s father for doing her Molkki. Vir was strong believer that the Molkki tradition is for Poor girl’s and her parent’s wellbeing. When Vir was heard that she is going to be Molkki Dulhan he immediately asked his men to get all the information about the girl. His men informed him that girls name is Purvi and his father have fixed her Molkki with a rich but old man. He personally knows that old man. He was total moron. He already has wife and want a young girl for his pleasure. Vir’s heart ache for Purvi. How a father can opt such a horrible life for his own daughter. But what else he can do for her. The same night when Mama Sarkar was picking his brain for marriage, an idea flashed in his head. He asked his men to get Purvi’s father. He offered her father a bottle of liquor. The jerk told him that due to his poor condition he had to do Molkki of his daughter. Vir then told him if the money is only thing, he needs he is willing to offer 4 times of the money that old fellow is offering. Purvi’s father was a money minded man and he immediately accepted. Vir told him in a very stern voice.
Vir, “Yo tere Molkki ke 4 guna paise aur uprse yo aur paisa le, Lekin ibb teri chori se dur rehena. Manne tu wapas chori ke aas paas na dikhana chahiye.”
She is better off without such a person as a father. He told same thing to mama Sarkar and his mother that he is willing to marry, but only to this Purvi girl. And next thing he knew he was seated in Mandap doing his wedding rituals. He did not know what her father have told her to get her ready for the wedding. And he did not care either. All he cares is she is out of that Man’s house and will be coming with him in his house to stay with him. When she saw him during wedding rituals, she was shocked, hurt. Again, he was not sure what her father have told to convince her to get married, but he was glad that wedding was done. When he got her home, his kids pranked her, and she stood embarrassed at his doorstep. Vir saw her hurt yet again. He could not see her like this he just walked without any grihaprwesh rituals and went straight to his painting room. And now he was here looking out from window thinking..!!!
Vir thought to himself “Yo chori pata na kya kar rahi hogi. Iss ghar mai kisiko janati bhi na hai. Khana wana khaya bhi ya na. ek baar dekh lu kya? Nahi Mukhi, ye kya soch raha hai, tuze kya padi hai. Tune bas apane gharwalo ke kehene pe aur baccho ke liye usseshadi ki hai. Lekin fir bhi mai use apane dimag se nikal na pa raha. Mai sakshiko kabhi bhul na paunga. Lekin fir maine isse chori se shadi kyu karani chahi. Manne ke padi thi, usaka jo bhi hota, ho jata.” Vir was really getting frustrated that why his thoughts always come to Purvi.
Without Vir knowing his feet started to walk and he was going to Purvi’s room. When he entered her room, the scene infront of him left him shocked. Purvi was trying to climb down from the balcony. As soon as she saw Vir she lost her balance, and she was about to fall from balcony. Vir rushed and grabbed her saving her from falling. He then pulled her and away from balcony pinning her to wall.
He was looking at her piercing through her. She felt as if he is looking at her soul. His eyes darkened to an icy black, and she saw a violence rising in them. She saw his arm flex. Oh my God, he's going to hit me, she realized. She swallowed and was unable to keep from wincing bodily to brace herself for the blow.
He saw her flinch, and it seemed to dawn on him what he'd almost done. Vir remained stiff with fury and his sneer still twisted his face, but something inside him deflated.
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Abb age ka tum bolo... 😳