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Hello friends, I have tried to write an OS for AanVir. Well this is for first time, I m writing something like this. I know this is lame but anyhow I m gonna post this. Guys, read this n point out the mistakes. Healthy criticism is welcome.
This is not a thriller but just a simple scene of Ranveer n Anchal. In this OS Ranveer is all genuine, no grey/black shades. So not wasting your time further, here it goes: Nothing, just mush:)
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While placing her MacBook on the table, she gazed out of the window. It was a beautiful evening with picturesque sunset. Green trees, Clear and calm shallow water on gently shelving sand of the beach was adding something to the evening as she continued to look out of the window of sea-facing villa that owns by the Ranveer Raichand. Anchal was busy admiring the breathtaking view when she suddenly laid her eyes on the tall, handsome figure walking on the beach, playing his favourite tune on harmonica. It was him, Ranveer Raichand, the man himself.
As she thought about him, she remembered all the previous encounters with him, especially the last five days with him in this Mauritius trip. Her first ever business trip with him.Everything went out smoothly. They even on the verge of sealing their business deal, what was the purpose of their trip here. Surprisingly, on this trip, she found that Ranveer is not the same shrewd business man like he seems. He seems somewhat cold but he is very protective n caring. Halting her thoughts about him, she accentuated her mind upon finding of the clues against Ranveer, which was the main purpose of her accompanying with him. She was trying to find those clues from last five days, yet she couldn't find any. While finding clues, she even discovered that he was helping the police department to investigate further in Meenu murder case. So now, there were so many questions that were still unanswered. Was he the telling the truth? Or she was wrong by being judgemental about him since from his behaviour, her spying over him, he seemed all genuine. Pondering over all her thoughts she rubbed her temples with fingers, trying to relax a bit but then again she fixed her gaze on him, unknowingly.
On the beach, Ranveer was all busy in thinking about her and their all meetings. He was impressed by her guts. He didn't understand why he wants to protect her, to be with her. He always feel attracted, when she is in close vicinity, Surprisingly he was drawing closer to her.
Instinctively, Anchal's feet moved outside toward the beach where he was strolling. On reaching the beach, she quickly glanced at him. With light blue undone shirt, one hand casually in the pocket of trouser, playing harmonica and lost in his own world, he was making such a nice view. He didn't seem as formidable as he seems with his employees. In fact, he was nice and friendly. On the other side Ranveer hadn't aware of her presence behind him.
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To drew his attention, she cleared her throat.
Ahemmm, she said.
On hearing this, he stopped playing and turned towards her and a soft smile lit up on his lips.
"Wearing black knee length dress, she was looking stunningly beautiful he thought. He found himself staring at her intently. Somehow he started to like her presence in his life. Brushing aside all his thoughts and coming out of reverie...he spoke
"You are here, raising his eyebrow.
"Why, can't I come, she replied rather shockingly.
"No, I mean... I was just... he replied leaving his sentence incomplete.
"What are u doing here? Savouring the beautiful sunset, right, she said with confidence.
"No, I don't like the sunset, he said nonchalantly.
"What!!! You don't like sunsets, why, she asked surprisingly.
By shrugging his shoulders he said, "well, I don't know. What is so unbelievable in that, he retorted back. As sunset always reminds him about the darkness where darkness wins the battle over the light.
She wanted to ask the reason but she let go off it.
"What do you like then she asked walking along with him.
After talking pause, he answered back... "Sea... I like the sea.
Any particular reason?
"Well, not anything particular but sea always represents human life, for me at least, he replied back. "It seems quiet n calm but deep down there are so many things like us. we have so many unexplored thoughts n emotions ...( as he stopped on emotions) in our heart that others can't figure it out. And sea can become raging in a instant like us, when waves represents obstacles thrown over us. Sooo,... that's my theory.
"So there is something mysterious about this man that she can't particularly point it out but something is there, that is related to untold emotions, she thought.
"Friends?, she said much to his shock.
"I make friends from my heart so "Hamari dosti hamari, iss me kisi teesre ki koi jagah nahi he replied while shaking his hand with hers.
As they were walking and busy in talk for an hour, suddenly Anchal stumbled due to rock under her foot and Ranveer got all worried and possessive. But soon she managed and told Ranveer that she knows how to manage challenges on her own as she doesn't like the simple things.
"So you like challenges, he said in somewhat teasing tone.
Well, Anchal, we cannot overcome almost all challenges , sometimes we have to step back.
No, there is nothing that I cannot do, she said sternly.
Let's see then.
What?
Her voice stuck in her throat, as he grabbed her wrist.
"Dance with me, he whispered in her ear.
"Here
"Yes
But... It's getting dark
You like challenges, don't you?
Yes, I do like challenges but dancing without music. Isn't some what unusual ?
"Nothing is unusual. Just follow your heart n heartbeat. You will feel the music. Believe me, he said as he tucked locks of her hair behind her ear.
Hesitantly, she nodded and looked into his eyes.
He said nothing but gently took her hand in his.
By grabbing her hand in his, he wrapped his arm around her waist. He pulled her swiftly towards him. He was right, soon she started to feel the music . As they swayed, her hands by their own accord, wrapped around his neck and his around his waist.
They swayed together. Their foreheads were almost touched as they continued to move rhythmically on the music of time. Stars were brightly shone on them. They were in each other's arms now, swaying together, forgetting themselves, their surroundings . All the logics were left behind. No right or wrong, no truth or lie, everything was forgotten, every issue took back seat. Only two people, feeling each other's presence where one was started to trust and other was feeling the distant footsteps of love in his life yet they couldn't figured it out. So they felt ...and they swayed ...
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At the same time, Miles away from them, a song was playing on someone's iPhone:
Jise zindagi dhoondh rahi hai
Kya ye woh makaam mera hai
Yahaan chain se bas ruk jaaun
Kyun dil ye mujhe kehta hai
Haan...
Kisi shaayar ki ghazal
Jo de rooh ko sukoon ke pal
Koi mujhko yun mila hai
Jaise banjaare ko ghar...
Well, that's it guys. Thank u so much for reading this sheer torture.
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PS: A piece of information for u all, that phone on which song was playing is mine :)
