Tumbleweeds ...24th Update.. Pg 45 - Page 2

Skepji

We cherished your writings as though the scent of mogra were wafting on in an evening garden.

We missed your posts, when ever/where ever found sparse, as if the rookies have some how earned the reserve of a master.

Originally posted by: monica22

hey Skep nice introduction! sounds interesting......👏👏
just waiting for the next part....

Originally posted by: skeptical

Well I have decided to write a short story ''. A kind of an FF. It is detached from the serial but for the characters. I thought of writing something on the serial itself ''.. but it's so humdrum, so I thought of borrowing the characters and concocting my own story. Hope it's interesting enough for you guys to want to read it.

Tumbleweeds

List of Characters:

Archana Karanjkar is a young lady full of zest and eager to live life to its fullest. Almost engaged to a handsome young man Suresh, she has everything to look forward to. One day, on her way to her friend's Mehendi party, there is a freak car accident in which she is crippled. Her dreams of becoming a professional dancer come to an end.

Suresh is not an example of "Handsome is as handsome does". He withdraws and leaves the moment Archana offers that they go their respective ways.

Sachin Deshmukh is driving the other car in the accident. He somehow cannot get over his guilt at being inadvertently responsible for Archana's condition. In reality he is not to be blamed, but good-hearted that he is, he tries to make amends.

Shravani is Sachin's fiance who is also in the car.

Manav Deshmukh is Sachin's older brother and is a successful orthopaedic surgeon. Living overseas, he is summoned by his mother Savita Deshmukh to return and shake his brother out of his depression.

Manav Deshmukh returns to India at this juncture, to help his brother and to take a look at this girl whose case is something of a challenge for him. He gets a shock to see a beautiful girl in a wheelchair. She is cold and is in no mood to meet Manav leave alone allowing him to treat her.

What happens? Is Manav able to break ice with Archana? Does he remain clinical and treat her just as his patient or does he slowly lose his heart to her? Will Archana ever allow another man to get close to her ever again? She doesn't like Manav. She dislikes his quick smile and twinkling eyes. She has locked her heart and thrown the key away. Will she finally allow herself to live? '''''

Read on '.. Part I will come up tonight.

Originally posted by: skeptical

Niks ........... I am not from the med profession like you. If there are certain things that don't conform to medical theory.....just overlook them. Please treat the story as a romance and nothing more ...... 😳 ☺️

Originally posted by: Rumii

Isn't the 1st Part a COPY of Kinara movie starred by Jeetendra,HemaMalini & Dharmendra??!!

Introduction .....

She quickly grabbed the towel from the bar and wiped her face. It was nearly 6 o'clock and it was the end of the dance session. She had practised twice as hard and her dance teacher was extracting every little ounce of her talent. Archana matched Sucheta tai step for step as they both swirled in unison. Arch always felt a sense of elation when she was here. She would be eternally grateful to her guru-ma for instilling the love of dance in her as a child and then grooming her thereafter.

"Ma'am….. please," she said, "could I leave?"

"Yes, you may," she replied. "Let there not be too many diversions before the show." You know we have to get perfection in every move."

"Yes ma'am…… I'll work harder. It's my friend Vaishu's wedding and I have to participate. I am looking forward to it."

"Okay. What's the event today?"

"Mehendi and then of course some funky dancing…." Arch bit her lip to hide her smile.

"Dancing? You mean gyrating to that harsh music……please Arch, give me a break."

Arch laughed. She knew how horrified Sucheta tai was whenever she caught her doing steps of modern dancing. So she did a quick rendition of a few steps, stylishly did namaskar to her master and with suddenness sank to the floor on her haunches.

"Forgive me O Lady for rubbing shoulders with the ordinary forms of dance when all I should do is classical dance."

"Oh Arch …….. stop being so dramatic. Go and tap your feet if you must. Remember it's the footwork that's important in any form of dance. Your legs are the vehicle on which you do your lissom movements. Now go and enjoy."

Arch touched her Guru-ma's feet in Shishya style and raced to the door.

"Bye….: I'll be here on the dot of ten tomorrow morning. Promise."

Sucheta waved. She liked Archana. She was dedicated and light on her feet. She hoped that the forthcoming event would give her the break that she deserved. She was grooming her to be the brand ambassador of her school of Dance. And when she was too old to carry on, she hoped Arch would take over. She smiled indulgently.

Arch rushed to catch a taxi. Her cell phone rang. It was Suresh. The sound of his voice brought a smile to her lips.

"Hi." She said. "Just got off my dance class."

"Will you be ready by eight?"

"Eight?" she screeched. "You've got to be joking. Make it nine."

"Okay. I'll pick you up to go over to Vaishu's."

"Right."

She disconnected and sat back in her seat. Suresh was a dear. She had been thrilled when he had started paying special attention to her. Girls were always trailing him. But not Arch. So he had sought her out. They were meeting every single day. Yesterday when he popped the question, her heart filled with joy. As yet they had told no one. Her brow creased a bit. She couldn't understand why her family didn't much care for him. Her parents never showed any interest in him, her older brother Vinod shrugged his shoulders while Guru-ma disapproved openly. This made her nervous and unhappy. The most important people whose opinions she cared for were indifferent to this relationship. What was she going to do? How was she going to deal with it? She sighed.

She shook off her pensive mood. All she wanted to do was enjoy tonight. She was going to put mehendi and dance until the wee hours of the morning.

It was nearing nine. Arch brushed her shoulder length hair till it shone. She took wisps of it from the sides and pinned them at the back of her head. The butterfly clip she used was a pretty blue one. The tiara on her head looked very nice as the little bauble sat well on her forehead. Her almond brown eyes were thinly outlined. She applied a little shimmer and lightly painted her lips with a soft pink. She pursed her lips and turned her head this way and that to see that everything was in place. She winked at herself. Ah! She knew she looked good. She flashed a happy smile in the mirror. She turned to leave her room when her eyes fell on her writing pad. She picked it up. Her expression changed as she glanced at the first page. "Tumbleweeds" was the title of her jottings. Her most priceless possession! She carefully put it away in her drawer. Her inner thoughts and her sketches to match them were preserved in the pages.

She came down the steps to the foyer of her lavish home. Her father was a self made man and a professional chartered accountant. Together with her brother they ran a successful consulting firm. Manohar Karanjkar was chatting with his wife Sulochana as they sat in the living room.

"Ai, Baba….."

The couple turned to look at their daughter. Manohar raised his eyebrows.

"Well Miss Charming, may I say how beautiful you look?"

"Of course you may Baba….. all girls love to hear that they are beautiful!" Arch laughed. "Ai please just hook up this necklace and I am done."

The doorbell rang and Suresh came in. Manohar gave him a half smile while Sulochana asked him he'd to have some tea. Suresh declined. Arch got a feeling that she would have an uphill task in convincing them to allow her to marry him. She couldn't understand her parents' reservation when he was the type of son-in-law everyone would wish for. She shook her head and dispelled her thoughts.

"Bye!" She said.

"Stay over at Vaishu's," Sulochana advised.

But her daughter was out of the door. Little did any of them know what a horrific night it was going to turn to be …………

Originally posted by: nikitagmc

as I said, the best looking and most intelligent guys always go for ortho.