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CID Episode 66 - 3rd August
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edited.😎 I demand more.
Am I having amigos read my work?😳
Let me recover and get back 😆
The Safe and the Sound
He tripped over, their fingers brushed as he could hear the uncomfortably loud splash. His heart froze to death.
Mist, haze and those memories locked well into the sands of time came flooding back. Splashes after splashes could be heard, as he stood completely transfixed, unable to process the happenings yet.
"Bachaaaoo!", he heard. It was getting painful and gloomy. Vulnerability written all over the face and nerves feeling numb, he staggered backwards. He wanted to keep a straight face to mask his expression but he was too worried do that.
His fingers were burning. He couldn't catch those delicate hands. He never could balance himself and grip the other.
He never would, it seemed. He had failed, yet again.
Looking downwards into the rumbling dark blue waves spun his head. It hurted. It hit him where it was injured the most. The heart. And the murkiness wouldn't help.
...
Sitting there, in the waiting area, his head still heavy, he couldn't help but recollect those flashes.
Their fingers had brushed then too and he felt his world sinking into darkness forever as she fell deeper and deeper. That one incident changed his perspective forever. For him, love was a curse. It had made him lose everything he had; love only was a weakness that destiny exploited time and again to break him.
Everytime he'd loved, he'd failed. He found himself into pieces. And this very hatred had turned him, rather forced him to be emotionless. If you had nothing breathing by your heart, you will never lose anything, he had begun to believe.
Yet, disbelieving-ly, he found himself putting forward the deal to the Almighty and the ultimatum for the account of his life.
"Nothing will happen to her", he reassured himself. "Nothing CAN happen to her".
"Aap ko pata hai aapki problem kya hai? Aap kabhi kisiko apne se aage nahi rakhte. You never consider my choices and infact, is was never US", she said, tears rolling down her eyes.
Seated in the boat, she'd got up to sit somewhere else, when a sudden dolphin appeared out of nowhere. The people had crowded up on one side of the boat and she lost her balance.
He tried to grab her with all his might but she slipped right a whisker before. Her soft and smooth ones touched his hard and strong ones for a second before she fell into the river right in front of him.
The Rishabh Bajaj aura had started to fade away. He felt a lot more human, a lot more weak and a lot more vulnerable. He had a problem that was difficult to face, he had little hope, he had no one to fall back on.
Try as he could, he couldn't erase that brush off his hands. He'd never felt so desperate off late. He closed his fist, still wanting to hold her back, still wishing he'd raced up against time to pull her into his safe arms. That plucking sound of the water would haunt him for life.
In the operation theater, was an ongoing battle for life and outside, with him, was the battle of life.
If she'd lose, he'd lose too. If she would scurry away, he would forever slip and succumb to this vicious cycle of disappointment and gloom.
"Never lose hope", he heard Prerna's words echo.
...
The door opened hastily as they brought her out, on the stretcher.
The doctor smiled in affirmation.
He slowly walked upto her, sinking in the feeling of her safety. Her unconscious face had a certain degree of strength reflecting straight towards him.
He leaned down, kissed her forehead and enclosed her fragile form into his large arm.
Clasping onto her, he touched his face to hers and vouched, I swear to myself, it won't ever be US yet, only you, forever.
And as he heard her steady, safe, slow and rhythmic breathing, the sound of the waves and dread faded away.
...
A/N : This was just so spot on and bizarre. I've never written something like this. Hope it was not too bad! I don't know if this makes sense. Never been so impromptu lol
Finally, an out and out Bajaj OS!
Can people write a bit hot content,
The previous prejaj chemistry was quite sensuous.
Originally posted by: mily_mathew
Can people write a bit hot content,
The previous prejaj chemistry was quite sensuous.
Definetly not me :)
oh main i just read it all 🥰🥰🥰 okay this was something total Bajajish. Like for Bajaj of Bajaj about Bajaj by Bajaj. ❤️ And it stirs Something in you. I love such OS where trauma is high and emotions are skyrocketing and you realise what matters to you the most. I loved it. I loved it so much completely.Originally posted by: Mishti_Dahi
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Oh gosh I was not expecting this update!
Res.
Also the theme of the story being SEA AND SHORE AND WAVES.
I'm so sorry Ankie, I started with writing a rescue OS for you and I ended up God knows where