SS ||...~ethereal love~...|| (CLOSED) thread 2 link page 1 - Page 72

Originally posted by: Anaya13

Main WAHA kya karogi???

Originally posted by: tinkylove

U go there and set everything In the right way..!!

DO REBIRTH..!!

LOL

If u dont wanna doo soo much of work soo shut ur mouth or predicat SR,,!!

Yo this thread's finish 👏

Originally posted by: ---Mehak---

Yo this thread's finish 👏

I wrote SR Part ☺️

abhi bus ending reh gaye kisi aur part ki ..

Originally posted by: tinkylove

If u dont wanna doo soo much of work soo shut ur mouth or predicat SR,,!!

RATHER THAN DEATH SCENE..!!!😆

LOLOLOLOLOLOL

Originally posted by: tinkylove

i UNRESED ON PAGE 53..

CHECK IT..!!!!

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Originally posted by: devi1966

lovely story dear👏😃

After all its by MY Gayatri di😳

Originally posted by: ..dreamygatz..

Hey!! Super sorry for late update! 😭 Update was written in half sleep mode..so myt be lame and sorry for mistakes! 😳

This update is dedicated to my new reader fan who kept on requesting update! 😛 Jass! (jaskaran.kaur) 😃 So Jas.. late but hope u like this update! 😳

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She smiled widely, a sign of gratitude of introducing her to the hostel kids, there was happiness, genuine love for kids and pain in her eyes knowing about their plight. He saw her eyes welling up at times and how she wiped without anyone noticing. He smiled catching it.

Standing in the corner of the hostel dormitory he observed her. The crazy lady whom he met in the morning is now like an angel for the kids, talking to them, laughing with them, making all smile and happy. He knew there is no need of any tests for her make her permanent staff, being with these kids and being a part of their joy is all that mattered to him. These kids who were ostracised from the society, born to parents who never wanted them, helpless and homeless, unknown of their own home. During his long travel in and around country, whenever he comes across any such child, he readily adopts him or her. If they have a family or are looked after by organisation he talks with them and with their permission brings them Mumbai. They were his life. And seeing them smile and laugh like every normal kid. He felt nothing he could ever ask from God again as he received what he wanted badly.

Smiling unknowingly he remembered Bakshi's dialog about Jodha during their college days, "My Best friend is a gem of person Bhaijan". At that time he never knew that one day would come when he will meet her and what Bakshi said will turn out to be true.

"So let's go?" she asked

He smiled at her.

She was amused by his smile. One of the sweetest smiles she has ever seen.

Amused she kept on looking at him till he waved his hand in front of her face making her come back to reality.

They walked out of the hostel, silent, both seemed to be lost in some deep thought.

He looked at his watch and saw the time to be late, later than he expected. There was nothing waiting for him but he was concerned for her, it was her very first day and that too came for interview and now it's almost nine at night. He looked at her to see if she was bothered or worried over being late but her face looked serene totally lost in some deep thinking.

"So where do you stay? I will drop you" he offered.

She didn't seem to hear him at first, confused looked at him and he repeated his offer.

"Oh!" her face gleamed like before, joyful and full of life "I stay at a hostel in Juhu, well I don't know Mumbai, so you can drop me" she giggled.

"Well, you seemed you didn't hear me, I said I will drop you" saying he walked towards his car.

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"Do you mind keeping quiet?" he asked pretty irritated.

"Me?" she asked keeping a straight puppy face.

"No, am talking to myself"

"Sheeesh... so rude Sir..." Jo said.

He ignored.

For the past one and half hour he was driving and she has not for even once kept her mouth shut. Mumbai traffic was getting worse and to top with a cherry on cake she kept on giving him wrong directions totally confused.

"How long have you been here?"

"Just a day" she said calmly giving him kick on sudden break.

"WHAT? Why you didn't say that before?"

"You never asked"

"Brilliant"

He stopped the car and looked straight to nowhere. He felt exhausted and tired. He felt like a fool making her give directions instead of finding it all by him. She was new to Mumbai, so it was obvious she will take time in knowing the place he thought.

"A day..." kept his head over the steering wheel he sighed.

Jo smiled, since childhood she loved playing pranks with her friends and with Jalal she felt a never before felt connection with which she took the right to play prank over him too. That was her reason for not telling him that she didn't knew way to her hostel and is completely new to the city.

"Sir..." Jo silently called him making him look at her with an I am fed up of life' face.

"Sorry sir..." she said.

"It's ok! It's not your fault... it's my... I should have sense the level of insanity in you" he said making her open her mouth wide open.

He grinned. When she said sorry he realised, she can't be a fool and she purposely didn't say it to him. He then thought if she plays prank then he will play a step ahead of her and grinned widely.

"Give me your address" he said and she produced a piece of paper on which she has written down the hostel address.

"Knowing Mumbai by heart is the best thing about me" he said "just a look and I will know the place".

As he started the car, he gave her one of his classic smirk.

She asked him to keep music to which he nodded.

Soft silent song played as the continued their journey.

Though short, the journey was a beginning of a new journey in both their life. A journey of new beginning, a journey to unleash the past, a journey which was the beginning of acceptance of new things in life, in short it was journey of new hope and new desire. Serene and peaceful.

As the car took a turn to enter Juhu, it drizzled.

Mumbai monsoon's first drizzle of the year.

Coming from a land where it hardly rains Jo was amazed seeing the early monsoon shower. She eagerly looked through the windows and like a small kid started drawing on the window with her fingers.

Jalal through his side view he could see Jodha, he smiled at her antics.

"If you want you can open the window and feel the rain"

Jodha looked at him surprised. Over joy she felt like giving Jalal a hug for this permission, she felt as if he read her mind and offered.

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Tilting her head outside the window, she let each drop of rain dig deep into her cheeks, she felt like a man whose thirst of days gets quenched. Each droplets which fell on her had a magical impact, she felt herself being transported to a land of serene peace and heavenly bliss.

Aah! She felt refreshed!

Mumbai seemed like a breath of fresh air for her.

Jalal felt happy seeing her. He felt she was the kind of girl who spreads happiness around everyone and hardly think about one's own happiness. He recollected how she was with the kids in hostel, making each child feel special. Like how rain gives life to plants he felt she can give life to his favourite kids. His thoughts were broken with a sudden shriek by her.

He stopped the car suddenly and gave her curious look.

"What is your problem?"

"Vada pav" she said still ogling at a vada pav stall from the car.

"What?"

"I love them Sir and I am super hungry and I won't get food from hostel...Am super late Sir"

"As if it's my problem you got late"

Jo turned to face and pleaded.

He seemed adamant.

She started pleading and begging nonstop.

"Vada pav in this rain?" he asked finally which was like a ray of hope to her.

"Yup!!!! Yummy "

"Ok" he said "but not from here, I know the best place in Mumbai for Vada pav" he winked.

Jo also smiled.

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"Man, this is the yummiest Vada Pav I have ever had" she said licking her fingers.

"I know, this is the best place for vada pav"

"I want two more..."

Both Jalal and Jodha were eating as if they have not eaten for ages. They both were excited and kept on ordering vada pav. Jodha always knew that she had huge big tummy to stuff in all the foods in the world yet it never showed... she giggled at that thought.

"You giggle a lot" Jalal said munching the vada pav.

"Can't help. Addicted I Am to it" she giggled again making Jalal also giggle.

"Goodness, I am giggling like a girl because of you" he said.

"But it's cute" she winked.

They both laughed. Paused a second, looked at each other and laughed again.

"Wohooo lets get drenched...It was my dream since college to dance in rain" and without waiting for a reply from Jalal she ran out.

Rain got heavier and heavier and Jodha ran right into the centre letting her have a shower. She stretched out her hand breathed in the rain kissed mud's smell. It was an ethereal feeling.

Jalal still standing inside called her, asked her to come back. He looked at watch it was past eleven but she seemed not to hear. Instead she ran towards him and pulled him out into the rain. When the drops of rain fell on Jalal, he too feel soothed, he felt like how a hot iron melts. He too felt like lot of negativity in him is getting melted away. Slowly breathing out he too stretched his arms and after years welcomed the rain in Mumbai whole heartedly. His face was as calm as a new born baby. Jodha looked at the way he was cherishing the rain and was feeling happy seeing it.

Suddenly from nowhere like a thunder Jalal freaked out. He shivered and he looked like a boy lost in a huge crowd. His face saddened and was at the verge of tears. It was like as if rain wiped out the happiness from his face and burdened him with torture and fear. Not wasting another second he rushed to pick the car and asked Jodha to come.

Jodha saw pain in his eyes. An intense deep pain. A pain of having lost someone. A pain which was beyond repair. Sudden tear crept in her eyes seeing his pain. She didn't know reason for his pain but felt it was something grave and has hit him had.

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The journey back till her hostel was silent. Neither of them said anything and even the music was off. Jalal didn't want to think of anything and Jodha was thinking about him. She wanted to know reason for his pain not out of curiosity but out of genuine concern towards him. Though she had only known him today, she felt as if she knew him since ages and gave a swift prayer to God asking for the lost happiness in him.

They reached her hostel but lost Jalal didn't realise it.

"Stop, stop stop" Jodha said suddenly giving Jalal jerk for the third time the day.

He suddenly stopped his car and looked at her.

Her seat looked like a tiny pool as she being completely drenched in rain.

He frowned

She giggled as she opened her car door. She smiled and waved him a swift good bye.

He waited to make sure she enters her home safe.

As soon as Jo reached the gate, she turned back, looked as if she forgot something very important in car and rushed towards the car. Jalal gave her a sceptical look.

"Sir, Sir, Sir..." she was panting...

He signalled her to take time.

"Sir, what is your name?" she asked giving out a deep breath, and her voice muffled with the air she breath out made her question inaudible to Jalal and he gave her another questioning look.

"I mean..."Jo now paced down and clearly spoke "we have been talking to each other whole day, in fact this day since we met each other was a roller coaster one, you helped me, I thanked you, so many things happened, it even rained..."

Jalal kept a neutral expression listening to her melodramatic way of speaking but somewhere deep he was enjoying it...

"So I was saying..." she continued "we ought to say our names at least right?"

He looked at her; she looked like a kindergarten kid giving reasons for the need of a lollypop.

He smiled at her and very calmly said "but I know your name, you are Ms Jodha Sharma"

"Uffo, that's because you did my interview"

"So?" Jalal was controlling not laugh, he don't know why but the seriousness with which she speaks of silly things makes him feel like laughing.

"But I don't know your name"

"Oh, so you wanted to ask me my name, why say such stories for it?"

Jalal didn't want to reveal his true identity to her this soon so he thought a while for a name and said "Mohammad"

Jodha seemed waiting for him to complete his name.

Without thinking he said the only name which came to his mind "Akbar"

"Ooh...Mohammad Akbar..." Jo said, smiled and walked into her place.

Jalal smiled, despite the pain he held he smiled. She, he felt was one of the sweetest he had ever seen. Smilingly he drove back.

Jodha silently walked into the hostel. Her thoughts were completely over Jalal.

"I will be eager to meet tomorrow you Sir, Mohammad Akbar" she said stressing the name Mohammad Akbar'.