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A/N This is just a mere thought came in my mind last night and i can't help sharing with you guys. It's really hard for me to guess if you like it or not. If you like it and think that i should continue then please like or else just comment and let me know that it's just ok with a shot and no need to continue
"Yes bua maa we have reached"
A tall man spoke with his phone pressed to his right ear, clutching hard in his palm while his one finger on another ear trying to decrease or for good stop the noise of chaos.
"Don't worry i wiil"
He paused an replied
"Okay, bye"
He tapped on display of his phone to end his call.
"Omkara ji look at these"
A petite frame appeared with joyfull smile and glittery eyes.
Her one hand raised. The sound of clinking bangles on her hand was lost in the chaos of people filled everywhere with shopkeeper trying to sell their items and customers bargaining
She was smiling, raising her eyesbrows in attempt of silent question about her dangling bangles.
His face was stern. brown orbs covered with two rims of black shade glasses, shielding his eyes from bright sunlight shining on glass of his frame.
The sound of neon bangles were hardly recognisable. Though her constant attempt to clink it was not faded.
He glared at her, eyes glancing from her face to wrist. The golden bangle in middle with little four jhumka's hanging.
It took more than a second and vary emotions took place on his stern face. Surprise, Shock, hurt and ended with anger.
He roughly grabbed her arm.
"Where did you get this.?"
His voice dripping with anguish making her flinch. Her other hand tried to get free of his painful hold, fingers processing to open his palm which held her arm tightly.
The pain of his grip was unbearable, efforts of making him release her futile. Eyes were moist on the verge of tears.
"Omkaraji"
Her voice sounded like plead. A plead which was not a new thing for her. A plead which was slowly, steadily destroying her from inside out.
His expression changed, but slightly, realising her state. His grip was loose but the anger was still present.
Her eyes flicked beside his merciless face, indicating him. He flipped around holding her, striding amidst the mayhem of people to the only small bangle store in middle.
Her eyes were fixed on his, not caring about the surrounding. Her right hand clutched on his holding her wrist. She stumbled but didn't fall. It was surprising for her. It didn't matter for her because her self respect and herself was lost and flew somewhere which was making it impossible to find with her every attempt.
It was like a curse how her smile always managed to change in unbearable pain but she still didn't let go her Believe.
---------
"Shut up, chapli"
A tall girl with soft curls turned around in their small store to search for new stock.
"Excuse me, where did you get these"
A sharp intake of breath with gasp, the girl froze. Her hands still on boxes but her focus was on the voice from behind.
"You..!"
He raised his eyebrows and she quickly corrected her sentence. Her expression changing from shock to casual.
"Who are you.?"
She asked him stretching her lips to smile.
"I just wanted to know where did you find these"
He repeated his question. This time raising his hand which held her wrist displaying neon bangles.
Her fingers were clutching tight on the box making its end white with pressure and eyes tightly shut.
The girl glanced between two still smile plastered on her face.
"Sorry sir its hard to tell because we purchase this in stock from the owner of this store and right now he isn't present"
The lie came out fluently from her mouth without any hesitation causing him to believe it true.
"Mam if you want i can pack those fo.."
"No need. Gauri return it to her"
His expression was guarded now making it difficult for anyone to recognise his emotions.
"But omkar.."
"I said you remove now"
He ordered while she hesitated earning a glare. In seconds her hands were busy in process to remove her bangles but in vain.
She tried hard but it was impossible.
He grabbed her wrist attempting to remove those bangles.
It was hard, her hands were turing pink with the pressure but he didn't give up.
The girl took shallow breath and covered her face with shawl, only her eyes were visible. With lot of courage she glanced behind at the man with silky hair, intense eyes now covered with black shades and easy to read expression with expressive eyes were now guarded which impossible for anyone to recognise.
He stopped trying and glanced at left side, only to see a back of long petite frame, hair covered with dupatta.
Will ishaana play a Cupid or villian in Rikara.? Will she get hurt or is it end.?
"Yes bua maa we have reached"
A tall man spoke with his phone pressed to his right ear, clutching hard in his palm while his one finger on another ear trying to decrease or for good stop the noise of chaos.
"Don't worry i wiil"
He paused an replied
"Okay, bye"
He tapped on display of his phone to end his call.
"Omkara ji look at these"
A petite frame appeared with joyfull smile and glittery eyes.
Her one hand raised. The sound of clinking bangles on her hand was lost in the chaos of people filled everywhere with shopkeeper trying to sell their items and customers bargaining
She was smiling, raising her eyesbrows in attempt of silent question about her dangling bangles.
His face was stern. brown orbs covered with two rims of black shade glasses, shielding his eyes from bright sunlight shining on glass of his frame.
The sound of neon bangles were hardly recognisable. Though her constant attempt to clink it was not faded.
He glared at her, eyes glancing from her face to wrist. The golden bangle in middle with little four jhumka's hanging.
It took more than a second and vary emotions took place on his stern face. Surprise, Shock, hurt and ended with anger.
He roughly grabbed her arm.
"Where did you get this.?"
His voice dripping with anguish making her flinch. Her other hand tried to get free of his painful hold, fingers processing to open his palm which held her arm tightly.
The pain of his grip was unbearable, efforts of making him release her futile. Eyes were moist on the verge of tears.
"Omkaraji"
Her voice sounded like plead. A plead which was not a new thing for her. A plead which was slowly, steadily destroying her from inside out.
His expression changed, but slightly, realising her state. His grip was loose but the anger was still present.
Her eyes flicked beside his merciless face, indicating him. He flipped around holding her, striding amidst the mayhem of people to the only small bangle store in middle.
Her eyes were fixed on his, not caring about the surrounding. Her right hand clutched on his holding her wrist. She stumbled but didn't fall. It was surprising for her. It didn't matter for her because her self respect and herself was lost and flew somewhere which was making it impossible to find with her every attempt.
It was like a curse how her smile always managed to change in unbearable pain but she still didn't let go her Believe.
---------
"Shut up, chapli"
A tall girl with soft curls turned around in their small store to search for new stock.
"Excuse me, where did you get these"
A sharp intake of breath with gasp, the girl froze. Her hands still on boxes but her focus was on the voice from behind.
"You..!"
He raised his eyebrows and she quickly corrected her sentence. Her expression changing from shock to casual.
"Who are you.?"
She asked him stretching her lips to smile.
"I just wanted to know where did you find these"
He repeated his question. This time raising his hand which held her wrist displaying neon bangles.
Her fingers were clutching tight on the box making its end white with pressure and eyes tightly shut.
The girl glanced between two still smile plastered on her face.
"Sorry sir its hard to tell because we purchase this in stock from the owner of this store and right now he isn't present"
The lie came out fluently from her mouth without any hesitation causing him to believe it true.
"Mam if you want i can pack those fo.."
"No need. Gauri return it to her"
His expression was guarded now making it difficult for anyone to recognise his emotions.
"But omkar.."
"I said you remove now"
He ordered while she hesitated earning a glare. In seconds her hands were busy in process to remove her bangles but in vain.
She tried hard but it was impossible.
He grabbed her wrist attempting to remove those bangles.
It was hard, her hands were turing pink with the pressure but he didn't give up.
The girl took shallow breath and covered her face with shawl, only her eyes were visible. With lot of courage she glanced behind at the man with silky hair, intense eyes now covered with black shades and easy to read expression with expressive eyes were now guarded which impossible for anyone to recognise.
He stopped trying and glanced at left side, only to see a back of long petite frame, hair covered with dupatta.
Will ishaana play a Cupid or villian in Rikara.? Will she get hurt or is it end.?
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