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Our Doomed Love
PROLOUGE:
I drank the last sip of my cold drink and thudded it on the table.
"Thank you so much Ms.. Umn.. Burkhe wali.. The dinner was really good.. I think I should take a leave now.", I said with an extra big smile and got up from the table.
"You don't know how big opportunity you are missing..", The burkhe wali too got up from her seat and said from behind me. I looked back at her and laughed, "Listen Ms. Burkhe wali.. Me ek shopping mall me achi khasi job kar rhi hun.. Salary bhi mere akele ka dhyan rkhne ke liye bahut hai.. Aur meri life bhi track pe chal rhi hai filhal.. Then why do you think Ki me apni job chodkar itna risky kaam karungi.. I mean ap Oberois Ki baat kar rhi hai.. The Royal family of Ameerkot. C'mon. Be sensible!"
"Tumhari current job tumhe Vo nhi de Sakti Jo yeh kaam karne par tumhe milega..", the burkhe wali again said.
'Look like she's hell bent on ruining the Oberois! What does she think she is? They are freaking Royals man!'
"Aisa kya milega mujhe?", I asked in my boring tone looking at my nails.
"Tumhari pehchaan. Tumhari family.", the lady replied. If I would say I was surprised then that would not be enough, colours drained from my face. I looked at that burkhe wali immediately, "What did you just said? Meri identity? Meri family? How do you know them? Hai kon ap?", I was loosing my mind now. I literally shouted at her.
"I know your blood boils very easily Ishaana but have a grip on yourself.. Sit here, bethke baat Karte hai..", the lady said with an authority and sat gracefully at her place.
'How dare she talk to me like this? No one talks to Ishaana in such an authorative tone..'
I just kept on glaring at her with anger visible on my face. I couldn't see her face. Her dominating eyes were the only thing that I could see from her burkha.
'But not dominating enough for me!'
"Ishaana I said betho.. Agar tumhe sabkuch Jan na hai toh tumhe meri bat sun ni pdegi..", she said. Though I didn't wanted to obey her but I still sat down.
"Shoot!", I spatted.
"Agar tum yeh mera yeh mission pura karti ho toh me tumhe tumhare baare me sab kuch btaoungi.. Who are you.. Where are you from.. Where is your family.. Each and Everything!"
"Aap mere bare me sabkuch kese janti hai?", I asked restlessly. I was trying to find the truth about myself since last twelve years of my memory less life but was unable to and today this lady comes and says she knows everything about me.
'Just not fair!'
"That's not the question! The question is Ki kya tum Vo sab Jan na chahti ho ya nhi..", she said. I could see her eyes glinting in hope.
"Me hi kyu? Why do you want me to do this?"
"Kyuki jahan tak mujhe pata hai you love adventures.. Aur Vo Oberois hai.. I don't wanna take any risk.. I want the best to turn them down and only you could do this.. So do you really wanna know about yourself or you are going to miss this opportunity?", she asked calmly. She was praising me and I should be happy but right then I was just irritated with this lady.
'WHO THE HELL IS SHE???!'
"Kya karna hoga mujhe?", I finally gave in. She has already pressed my weak spot and thus I was helpless. I could feel her smirking even through her black veil.
"Tumhe Oberoi family ko barbaad karna hai.. Yaad rakhna naamonishaan mit Jana chahiye un Oberois ka.. Khaskar Ki us Tej Singh Oberoi ka..", she said venomously. Hatred was dripping from her each and every word.
"Are you someone from Raigarh?", I asked her.
"You and your questions Ishaana! Kabhi khatam nhi hote na tumhare sawaal..", she leaned at the table by keeping her hands on it, "Me kon hun.. Kya hun.. Kyun hun.. That shouldn't be your concern.. Tum bas yeh mera kaam Kardo aur tum Jo deserve karti ho.. Tumhe mil jayega..", she said. I just rolled my eyes at her.
'Irritating Burkhe Wali! Jabse ayi hai dialogue maar rhi h.. Who is she? A Retired actress?'
"Yeh lo..", she took out a CD and a big file from her bag, "Isme family ke har member Ki details hai.. Tumhare kaam ayegi..". She got up from her seat, "I hope you enjoyed the dinner.. Good night!", she said formally.
"Wait a minute!", I stopped her right beside me, "Me Oberoi mansion me kese ghusungi? Ap mujhe ek Royal family se panga lene ke liye keh rhin hai.. Yeh kehna jitna asaan hai karna utna hi mushkil.."
"Yeh vhi ladki keh rhi hai jisne 17 saal Ki Umar me ek gangster se 10 ladkiyon Ki trafficking hone se bachayi thi.. Vobhi akele..", she said looking at me intensely. My eyes widened. How come she know about this? It was known to me and and Rehan only.
"I know tum yeh kaam kar Sakti ho Ishaana and rhi baat Oberoi mansion me ghusne Ki toh tum uska bhi koi na koi raasta nikal hi logi.. I have full faith in you..", she said and walked back to her lamborghini, sat behind and her driver drove her away while I just saw her leaving in bafflement.
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So you can relate to Ishaana's situation because you are thinking the same as she is, "Yeh kya Hua abhi abhi?". Lol. đ
So Hello guys! Am one of the most craziest and laziest writer you will ever meet. Though I have three ongoing stories, I couldn't help myself to write on our new couple in town IshKaara.
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