Please let us keep it here, as only a few people can read the threads in the fics section............and anyways its a combination story!
Cheers,
jivora
Hey Friends,
This is a combined fic of Rumela and me.....
It came in as an idea, and we are trying to keep it updated.....elaborated!!
Par iss fic main hume aap sab ki madad chahiye.....this is combined, so its more important to keep up the story, but also, that the audience likes it.........I would be grateful if all of u tell us what to put in our next post! What do u want to happen............
Comments, are reallllly important to every writer...........so, usmein kanjoosi mat karna...........
Cheers,
JIV & Rumela
"pooja???...pooja uth na..pooja??"
"kya huanaina..sone de na.."
"pooja ek baar bahar to dekh..."
"kya hua hai yaar..kal woh mucchad ki drill hai...sone de na.."
"pooja agar aise hi chalta raha na..to drill to kya...kuch bhi nahi hone wala kal"
"kyu network jam kar rahi hai...apna message clear kar na.."
"pooja aisa toofan meine to ambala mein nahi dekha ab tak..at least kma ke in do saalon me to nahi...itna bada toofan..dekh to ..jaisi hawa waisi barish.."
"kya??"
it was true..this was one of the worst storms they had witnessed..they had never witnessed such a storm..such incessant rain in ambala before...
"oye kaidi...usool...bahar dekha..lag raha hai..kma bhi toot kar gir jaega..dekh to.."
"areh baap re..e aisi chali to apun ki to vaat lagegi..."
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"is waqt kaun miss call de raha hai..mein dekhti hun"
it was an orderly..
"cadet naina singh...aapke liye phone hai.."
"mere liye???raat ke 3 baje??"
"ji han...major rajveer ka phone hai.."
"RAJ VEER SIR??".....
NAINA RAN DOWN AT TOP SPEED THRU THE CORRIDOORS OF KMA AND REACED THE TELEPHONE....SHE WAS BREATHLESS
"he....ha..ha..hell...hello.."
"naina??"
her hear stopped...she stood numb.. shivering in the cold night..
------rumela
She suddenly felt the intensity of the storm.....wild.....aggressive.....she felt it in her.......
"Sir...."
"Nai......", she couldnt hear him properly, the line was going bad....
"Car......-ek--ail......fas gay........pair......aaaah.......ake......jhaadi.....teen.....aaaaaah...."
"SIR!!.....Bataiye......kya.....Sir??", Naina was yelling on the phone.....
"Na......waqt nahin hai........Naina......sun....rahi......aaaaaaaah!!"
"SIR.....AAP THEEK HO??"
"J-a-l-d-i............aaaaaaaaaaah...........", and his voice trailed away.....
"SIR...............!!!!", Naina yelled, her voice echoing in the deserted reception corridor, as she felt the phone fall with a thud....and then the gruelling storm.......in the receiver.......
She didnt realize when the tears had started flooding from her eyes........she felt help less.....she ran.....in one direction.....then in another.....what could she do......help.....he was not alright.....something grave had happened.....she felt it.....his voice echoing in her ears........
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'KNOCK-KNOCK'
The door opened, and Major Nair peeped out....
"Cadet Singh.......is waqt.....what a surprise......", his voice with that sarcastic tinge.....ready to give out a punishment.....for wandering in the corridors after light out.
"Sir.....Its an emergency....."
"Ah! I should have known.....aur yeh zaroor, aapke woh, mentor......Major Rajveer ko le kar hogi........."
"Sir, meri baat to suniye....."
"Haan....kahiye, Cadet Singh....."
"Sir, mujhe abhi Major Rajveer ka phone aaya tha.....woh musibat main hain......is toofan main kahin fas gaye hain......"< name="POST_TOKEN" value="FF7018ABAA05B8284D6E80015B6AEB77" ="">< name="signature" value="Xym6/KcJ5FL7JmrFak+btotfgxQ=" ="">< name="commId" value="25525722" ="">< name="topicId" value="2537536035786448908" =""> < name="messageId" value="2537536108800892940" ="">
"Jee sir....", Naina said in utter dispair.
"Bakwas..........karne ka bhi waq