Imlie FF : Lakeerein ( Further Updates On Wattpad) - Page 3

Just caught up and what a beautiful update love the bond between satyakaam and imlie he is truly her hero. Such a inspiration of a father figure when all seemed so lost.

Wonder when imlie will next meet Aditya 🤔

Originally posted by: raaz19

Just caught up and what a beautiful update love the bond between satyakaam and imlie he is truly her hero. Such a inspiration of a father figure when all seemed so lost.

Wonder when imlie will next meet Aditya 🤔

Thanks a lot. Yes, their bond is so lovely. I loved it in the show. Yes, very true. Satyakam is our actual hero.

We'll see 😉

Part 09: Dabang

The next dawn brought with it immense excitement in the small cottage of Meethi and Imlie as it was the time of Mela (fair)! Meethi had prepared enough dolls organic stuff like diyas to sell at the market. She was now in the process of making another batch as her diyas were quite brought during these yearly melas! Dulari too was quite in await of the evening as she would get enough money. It did not make any difference to her that it was Meethi's hard earned money that she was shamelessly snatching away. But then she was habituated to this!

Dulari had always been allergic to happiness. It gave her immense satisfaction when she would see other's happiness snatched.

Sometime later

The villagers were immensely worried as the only huge well which supplied water for most of their needs was seized by a landlord who had put his chair infront of it and was claiming it to be his and only his. No amount of requests or desperate pleas budged his heart for it only did give him a feel of supremacy. And then suddenly the air changed!

The pride and supremacy he was feeling was suddenly replaced by a different emotion altogether, a mix of fear and slight anger.

"Satyakam Dadda!" his name echoed in the shouts of the people who bowed before him in reverence, their eyes lighting up with hope and relief. It agitated him more and the feeling of supremacy was lost out altogether. It felt like within a moment, what was his was snatched away just by a man's mere presence!

Satyakam walked with his held high, glaring at the landlord. He kept walking and acknowledging the revertant gestures of the people, all the while his fear creeping in the sidekicks of the landlord and the landlord himself!

He walked past the landlord nonchalantly and picked up the rope of the bucket

Leave it right there Satyakam! This well belongs to me and you'll not be left alive if you dare to take water from it without begging infront of me!"

"Well and it's water belong to the inhabitants of this village and not to one person. And about you killing me, then get it into your thick head oh coward that none of your men nor you have the courage to even lift the gun or knife to kill me, forget about killing me with it! And third thing, when this well dosen't belong to you at all, what's with begging infront of you! Now if you want to be alive, get lost from here!" Satyakam declared and took out a bucket of water from the well. The villagers cheered for him and immediately got around to get their containers and vessels filled and left blessing him.

The landlord Dhaniram burned with rage and jealousy. Satyakam had reduced him to nothing without doing any thing and this insult was something he couldn't bear! He snatched the axe from a man nearby and hurled it towards Satyakam, only it did not touch him at all because a hand had caught it midair!

Aditya had been informed by Janendra that Satyakam had come into village and had immediately set to the ground near the well where he was supposed to be there. He had been capturing the entire happenings on his camera but stilled in shock when he saw that the hand which had caught the axe was Imlie's!

Imlie had caught the axe in the air, her eyes raging and her teeth clenched. She wasn't dressed in uniform anymore but was dressed in a brownish skin coloured salwar kameez. Small silver jhumkas adorned her ears and silver bangles her wrists. A small black bindi adorned her forehead and her nosepin gleamed in the sunlight. Her hair was loosely plaited and hence strands of hair had come out. Overall she looked beautiful, the anger in her eyes adding to her aura.

Meanwhile

Dev entered the room to see Malini standing by the window lost in thoughts. She looked slightly upset.

"What happened Professor? Why do you look so upset?" Dev asked making Malini come out of her trance.

"Papa" she said and moved to hug him.

"What happened Malu?"

"There was a fight between us today... me and Richa and Pranay. It was basically because of his sexist and prejudiced remarks. It was directed towards us and that's why Richa got really angry. She retorted back but I kept quiet. Now I feel I too should have spoken up as it was mostly directed at me"

"Hmm, it's alright Malu. Just let it go. You can't stand and argue for everything can you? You not defending at his remark dosen't mean that you're accepting that remark. Just leave it."

"Hmmm..."

"Hungry?"

"Yes very"

"What does madam have to say about some Cheesy tomato pasta?"

"Wow Papa! Right away then because rats are having T20 in my stomach right now!"

The two chuckled and moved towards the kitchen.

Back to Pagdandiya-

"Imlie!" Satyakam called out worriedly and rushed towards her. He snatched the axe from her hand and got more worried seeing the slightly deep cut on her hand, dripping blood.

"What was the need? I-"

"It's nothing Dadda! I'm alright." she said still glaring at the landlord who was now slightly shivering.

And what happened next none had anticipated! Within the flash of a second, the axe had been snatched from Satyakam's hand and hurled towards Dhaniram who stood perplexed. It had hit the pole of the unbrella sheltering him, encircling his throat.

"My aim dosen't falter Dhaniram seth. And for what you just tried to do, the axe would have pierced your throat if not for the fact that your family is back at home awaiting your return, especially considering Sethni's condition. So just buzz off right away before I lose it completely!" Imlie said, making Aditya look at her with admiration and Satyakam look at her with pride.

Seth nodded his head and rushed away while all the others clapped at her bravery.

"Dadda, you're okay na?" Imlie asked hugging him

"Of course bitiya. Sher ko kya ho sakat hain?"

(What can happen to a lion)

"Yes that's there too" Imlie said and giggled.

"Come let's go home"

"Yes Dadda"

As Satyakam moved ahead with one arm around Imlie, he looked at Aditya from the corner of his eyes.

"Who is he? With the camera in the hand, he can be a police spy. I'll have to see what to do about him as soon as possible" Satyakam thought as he moved ahead.

Love,

PSR

Part 10: Jhalli Aur Andha Langoor

The evening brought with it the commencement of the Mela which was to run for 3 nights. It was a yearly event which brought enjoyment and an opportunity for sale of organic stuff and showcase of talents.

Aditya entered the ground, wiping his sweat stained forehead. He pulled out a bottle of water from his bag and drank it. Seriously, the heat here was too much. He knew it would get cooler as it was already late evening but the days were really hot. He looked around at the happenings and smiled. Surely he would click a lot of photos here. He had been to a mela just once or twice and that too when he was quite young. Now he decided to explore and also try to recall how it had been years back.

Imlie was helping her mother arrange things in her stall when her eyes fell on the women dressed in red holding each other and dancing.

"Amma, things are done here. Come let's go and dance" Imlie said excitedly.

"No Gudiya, you go and dance. I need to look after the shop. If Amma sees, she'll skin me alive!"

"Nothing like that will happen! Dadda is right here and she dosen't have any guts to do anything when he's around!"

"I don't know all that. You go and dance and let me do my work!"

Imlie sighed deeply and shaking her head left.

"I know Amma why you are refusing. But I'll make sure you come out of it because there's no end to your pain if you don't let go! That man will never come back! Till when will you sit pinning for him." Imlie thought as she rushed towards the women dancing only to collide with Aditya yet again.

"Oh God! Ladki ho ke toofan mail? Jab dekho tab bhaagti hi rehti ho!" Aditya said annoyed (Are you a girl or hurricane. Whenever I see you, you'll be running only!)

"I'm not the only one running! You don't look around as well! Nazar toh hoti hi nahi hain aapki saamne ki kaun aa raha hain, kaha jaa rahe ho! Aur hum toofan mail hain na toh aap andhe...umm... andhe langoor!" Imlie replied back equally annoyed. (Your sight is not on the road only to see who's coming, where you are going. And if I am hurricane you are blind....umm...blind langoor)

"Kya? Hum aur langoor?" (What? Me and langoor)

"Haan! Sirf langoor nahi, andha langoor!" (Yes! And not just langoor but blind langoor)

"Hum langoor hain? Andhe langoor?! Toh tum kya ho? Tum...tum...." Aditya fumed trying to come up with a name to call her who had the audacity to call him Langoor! (I'm a langoor? Blind langoor? What are you then? You ...you..)

"Rehne dijiye! Koi naam na milega aapko rakhne ke liye toh chod hi dijiye!" Imlie said smirking. (Leave it! You won't get any name to keep to just leave it!)

"Jhalli!" he said (Silly)

"Kya? Jhalli aur hum?" she said even as she glared at him. (What? Silly and me?)

"Haan!" Aditya said smirking triumphantly.

"Aapki toh!" she fumed and raised her hand and made an action of strangling his neck to which he chuckled, making her even more angry.

The change in music reminded her what she was going to do. Glaring at Aditya, she moved towards the women dancing while he just watched on, chuckling at her annoyance.

She joined the others in the dance and that's when he observed her properly. She was dressed in a off red saree while her other ornaments remained same as the afternoon. She looked even more beautiful than afternoon.

"She's looking beautiful!" Aditya thought.

"You shouldn't be thinking such things!" his mind reprimanded him making him pick his camera instead to take good photos.

Only, he ended up taking her photos!

Meanwhile

The Tripathi women were busy in their usual chores.

"Ma, Papa I'm leaving for work" Nidhi said even as she stuffed her mobile into her purse.

"Nidhi, atleast have little poha and go no!" Radha hollered from the kitchen.

"No Ma, I'll get quite late! I'll have something later on!"

"Yes Ma. Leave it no. Aur anyways, this food won't get down her throat because I'm the one who has made it na!" Rupali said.

"Jiji, there's nothing like that! Why do you always feel like that? I don't hate you or something!" Nidhi said with tears in her eyes. She did not understand what she had done such that Rupali disliked her so much.

"Rupi! Stop your nonsense! As if there aren't other things to do that now I have to sit and teach you manners!" Radha said stepping out of the kitchen, glaring at Rupali who just rolled her eyes.

"Ya right! Just because I said something to your favourite daughter-in-law whom you consider and value above your daughter, you're so angry huh? And there wasn't even quarter of this anger when you found out about that man!" Rupali said bitterly.

Radha immediately looked down and was about to say something but Rupali just stood up and walked away.

Radha moved towards Nidhi and caressing her cheeks said

"Do not take her words to heart beta. You know right, after what happened, she has become like this. She dosen't mean any of it."

"I know Ma. But it still hurts. Because I consider her my elder sister, my Jiji and love her so much and she.... Whatever happened with her was bad and I can't understand I know because fortunately I have got a good family. But that doesn't mean I don't want to help her or support her right" Nidhi said and hugged Radha.

Radha wordlessly patted her back as she did not have anything to say. They parted and Nidhi left for work.

"Till when will this family be like this? Can we never go back to how we were before?" Radha wondered.

Love,

PSR

Originally posted by: Ps143

Part 10: Jhalli Aur Andha Langoor

The evening brought with it the commencement of the Mela which was to run for 3 nights. It was a yearly event which brought enjoyment and an opportunity for sale of organic stuff and showcase of talents.

Aditya entered the ground, wiping his sweat stained forehead. He pulled out a bottle of water from his bag and drank it. Seriously, the heat here was too much. He knew it would get cooler as it was already late evening but the days were really hot. He looked around at the happenings and smiled. Surely he would click a lot of photos here. He had been to a mela just once or twice and that too when he was quite young. Now he decided to explore and also try to recall how it had been years back.

Imlie was helping her mother arrange things in her stall when her eyes fell on the women dressed in red holding each other and dancing.

"Amma, things are done here. Come let's go and dance" Imlie said excitedly.

"No Gudiya, you go and dance. I need to look after the shop. If Amma sees, she'll skin me alive!"

"Nothing like that will happen! Dadda is right here and she dosen't have any guts to do anything when he's around!"

"I don't know all that. You go and dance and let me do my work!"

Imlie sighed deeply and shaking her head left.

"I know Amma why you are refusing. But I'll make sure you come out of it because there's no end to your pain if you don't let go! That man will never come back! Till when will you sit pinning for him." Imlie thought as she rushed towards the women dancing only to collide with Aditya yet again.

"Oh God! Ladki ho ke toofan mail? Jab dekho tab bhaagti hi rehti ho!" Aditya said annoyed (Are you a girl or hurricane. Whenever I see you, you'll be running only!)

"I'm not the only one running! You don't look around as well! Nazar toh hoti hi nahi hain aapki saamne ki kaun aa raha hain, kaha jaa rahe ho! Aur hum toofan mail hain na toh aap andhe...umm... andhe langoor!" Imlie replied back equally annoyed. (Your sight is not on the road only to see who's coming, where you are going. And if I am hurricane you are blind....umm...blind langoor)

"Kya? Hum aur langoor?" (What? Me and langoor)

"Haan! Sirf langoor nahi, andha langoor!" (Yes! And not just langoor but blind langoor)

"Hum langoor hain? Andhe langoor?! Toh tum kya ho? Tum...tum...." Aditya fumed trying to come up with a name to call her who had the audacity to call him Langoor! (I'm a langoor? Blind langoor? What are you then? You ...you..)

"Rehne dijiye! Koi naam na milega aapko rakhne ke liye toh chod hi dijiye!" Imlie said smirking. (Leave it! You won't get any name to keep to just leave it!)

"Jhalli!" he said (Silly)

"Kya? Jhalli aur hum?" she said even as she glared at him. (What? Silly and me?)

"Haan!" Aditya said smirking triumphantly.

"Aapki toh!" she fumed and raised her hand and made an action of strangling his neck to which he chuckled, making her even more angry.

The change in music reminded her what she was going to do. Glaring at Aditya, she moved towards the women dancing while he just watched on, chuckling at her annoyance.

She joined the others in the dance and that's when he observed her properly. She was dressed in a off red saree while her other ornaments remained same as the afternoon. She looked even more beautiful than afternoon.

"She's looking beautiful!" Aditya thought.

"You shouldn't be thinking such things!" his mind reprimanded him making him pick his camera instead to take good photos.

Only, he ended up taking her photos!

Meanwhile

The Tripathi women were busy in their usual chores.

"Ma, Papa I'm leaving for work" Nidhi said even as she stuffed her mobile into her purse.

"Nidhi, atleast have little poha and go no!" Radha hollered from the kitchen.

"No Ma, I'll get quite late! I'll have something later on!"

"Yes Ma. Leave it no. Aur anyways, this food won't get down her throat because I'm the one who has made it na!" Rupali said.

"Jiji, there's nothing like that! Why do you always feel like that? I don't hate you or something!" Nidhi said with tears in her eyes. She did not understand what she had done such that Rupali disliked her so much.

"Rupi! Stop your nonsense! As if there aren't other things to do that now I have to sit and teach you manners!" Radha said stepping out of the kitchen, glaring at Rupali who just rolled her eyes.

"Ya right! Just because I said something to your favourite daughter-in-law whom you consider and value above your daughter, you're so angry huh? And there wasn't even quarter of this anger when you found out about that man!" Rupali said bitterly.

Radha immediately looked down and was about to say something but Rupali just stood up and walked away.

Radha moved towards Nidhi and caressing her cheeks said

"Do not take her words to heart beta. You know right, after what happened, she has become like this. She dosen't mean any of it."

"I know Ma. But it still hurts. Because I consider her my elder sister, my Jiji and love her so much and she.... Whatever happened with her was bad and I can't understand I know because fortunately I have got a good family. But that doesn't mean I don't want to help her or support her right" Nidhi said and hugged Radha.

Radha wordlessly patted her back as she did not have anything to say. They parted and Nidhi left for work.

"Till when will this family be like this? Can we never go back to how we were before?" Radha wondered.

Love,

PSR

Update soon!❤️ It's one of the intresting ff on Adilie ✨!! Can't wait for Aditya's feelings to unfold.💕

Wow Adi found Jhalli bful ... would live to hear more abt his feeling ... will appreciate if he falling madly in love Is detailed ... 😇

Originally posted by: Dreamer007

Wow Adi found Jhalli bful ... would live to hear more abt his feeling ... will appreciate if he falling madly in love Is detailed ... 😇

Surely, his love will be deeper here. And this ff has been planned to explore all of the characters to some extent, be it AC or Malini etc. Hope you'll like them too

Part 11: Aag Aur Jwala

The wind played with the loose strands of her hair even as she swayed along with the other ladies to the beat of the music. A smile played on her lips, so infectious that it spread on his face as well. Her chocolate brown eyes held a certain depth which had the capacity to pull anybody in.

Aditya was lost!

Without even being aware of it, he was lost in admiring her. She was so different! Just so different!

Looking at all the proceedings with longing, Meethi was standing, her eyes filled with tears.

Watching her such gave a lot of satisfaction to Dulari.

Thud!

One of the items placed fell on the ground breaking into pieces.

"What the hell? Where is your attention?" Dulari said clenching her teeth. She walked towards her and grabbing Meethi's arm pulled her within the tent.

"I'm really sorry Amma! Please forgive me. I-I dint do it deliberately!" Meethi pleaded but Dulari dint heed to it one bit also, all the while cursing her.

As soon as they entered the tent, she raised her hand to slap her only to have it held by Satyakam who was glaring hard at a now frightened Dulari.

"How would you like your hand Mausi - the way it is or wrapped in a bandage due to fracture?"

"O-of course t-the w-way it is hehe!" she nervously said and moved away.

"Tum theek toh ho?" (Are you fine?)

Meethi nodded her head and wiped her tears.

"A smile won't hurt you know" he said making her look at him instantly. He was smiling but not looking at her. A smile immediately formed on her face.

"How could she have not seen it earlier?"

"That's better!" he said and they moved out of the tent.

That's when Satyakam's eyes fell on Aditya who was busy clicking photos of everything around. Just as he took a step forward to move towards him, his phone rang. He picked up the call and moved towards the side.

"Amma!" he heard her voice call out and saw her rushing towards her mother. A smile formed on his face again, inadvertently.

Imlie hugged her mother and requested her to dance with her. Aditya meanwhile captured this moment in his camera all the while the smile refusing to drop from his face.

Just then, his phone rang and he moved to the side to speak. But before he could speak, he was knocked unconscious due to a blow on his head.

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After getting to know that the police have dispatched spies to track him down, Satyakam's immediate doubt was on the guy whom he saw take photos around. He hastily returned to the place and found him moving to the side due to a call.

Satyakam believed in prevention than cure. Since his doubt was on Aditya, he decided to kidnap him and get him to tell out the details. True his suspicion on Aditya was also because of him being from the city but Satyakam was rational and not blinded by hate. If this "shehri"(city guy) turned out to be innocent, he would let go of him immediately. Of course, his words would be verified and only then believed for after what happened 20 years back, Satyakam dint trust any city dweller even a wee bit!

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Aditya opened his eyes slowly even as he felt sharp pain in his head where he had been hit. It took him sometime to make sense of the surroundings and also register that he had been tied up. As he finally managed to come completely to his senses, he found an ever serious Satyakam looking at him with a frown. His brows furrowed in confusion as he did not understand why the person he had to interview had kidnapped him!

"Satyakam, why have you kidnapped me?" Aditya asked. Aditya was a straightforward man. He dint believe in beating around the bush so he directly came to the point.

Satyakam was surely amused by his behaviour. The fact that he was so casually asking why he had been kidnapped without any fear surprised him. But none of what he actually felt portrayed on his face. He still had the frown.

Satyakam's face was always a mask. One would never know what he actually feels for all they show are anger, hate and only when with Meethi and Imlie, a small smile.

"Who are you?" he just asked in response to Aditya's questions.

"I'm Aditya Kumar Tripathi, chief executive reporter at Bhaskar times"

"How do I believe that? You might be a police spy for all I know"

"Check for my id in my pocket. You'll know I'm not lying"

"What are you doing here?" Satyakam asked even as he pulled out Aditya's id from his pocket and inspected it. It did have his photo but he couldn't read what was written.

"I'll have to call Imlie" Satyakam thought.

He place the Id on the table nearby and looked at Aditya for an answer.

Aditya looked directly into his eyes and said

"I have come here to take your interview"

Satyakam couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh.

"My interview? Why? I'm no celebrity or some famous person. Just an ordinary rebel"

Aditya smiled slightly and said

"Interviews needn't be taken of only famous people or celebrities. When a common man rises above his potential to bring about a change, that effort too deserves appreciation. But mainly I have come here to know why the hands that grow grains to feed everyone have taken revolvers and knives in their hands? Why are our farmers turning to rebels? There must have been something major enough to bring about such a change."

Before Satyakam could reply back, he heard his phone ring. Picking it up, he moved towards the side and instructed the person over the phone to bring Imlie with him.

After ending the call, Satyakam pondered over Aditya's words. He truly seemed genuine. His honesty reflected in his eyes that shone with confidence. But Satyakam wasn't a person to trust someone easily. After what happened 20 years back, he had lost trust in city people. And this guy was also a city guy. So until and unless he knows with 100% surety he's genuine, he wouldn't be left free.

Love,

PSR

Originally posted by: Ps143

Part 11: Aag Aur Jwala

The wind played with the loose strands of her hair even as she swayed along with the other ladies to the beat of the music. A smile played on her lips, so infectious that it spread on his face as well. Her chocolate brown eyes held a certain depth which had the capacity to pull anybody in.

Aditya was lost!

Without even being aware of it, he was lost in admiring her. She was so different! Just so different!

Looking at all the proceedings with longing, Meethi was standing, her eyes filled with tears.

Watching her such gave a lot of satisfaction to Dulari.

Thud!

One of the items placed fell on the ground breaking into pieces.

"What the hell? Where is your attention?" Dulari said clenching her teeth. She walked towards her and grabbing Meethi's arm pulled her within the tent.

"I'm really sorry Amma! Please forgive me. I-I dint do it deliberately!" Meethi pleaded but Dulari dint heed to it one bit also, all the while cursing her.

As soon as they entered the tent, she raised her hand to slap her only to have it held by Satyakam who was glaring hard at a now frightened Dulari.

"How would you like your hand Mausi - the way it is or wrapped in a bandage due to fracture?"

"O-of course t-the w-way it is hehe!" she nervously said and moved away.

"Tum theek toh ho?" (Are you fine?)

Meethi nodded her head and wiped her tears.

"A smile won't hurt you know" he said making her look at him instantly. He was smiling but not looking at her. A smile immediately formed on her face.

"How could she have not seen it earlier?"

"That's better!" he said and they moved out of the tent.

That's when Satyakam's eyes fell on Aditya who was busy clicking photos of everything around. Just as he took a step forward to move towards him, his phone rang. He picked up the call and moved towards the side.

"Amma!" he heard her voice call out and saw her rushing towards her mother. A smile formed on his face again, inadvertently.

Imlie hugged her mother and requested her to dance with her. Aditya meanwhile captured this moment in his camera all the while the smile refusing to drop from his face.

Just then, his phone rang and he moved to the side to speak. But before he could speak, he was knocked unconscious due to a blow on his head.

________________________________________________________

After getting to know that the police have dispatched spies to track him down, Satyakam's immediate doubt was on the guy whom he saw take photos around. He hastily returned to the place and found him moving to the side due to a call.

Satyakam believed in prevention than cure. Since his doubt was on Aditya, he decided to kidnap him and get him to tell out the details. True his suspicion on Aditya was also because of him being from the city but Satyakam was rational and not blinded by hate. If this "shehri"(city guy) turned out to be innocent, he would let go of him immediately. Of course, his words would be verified and only then believed for after what happened 20 years back, Satyakam dint trust any city dweller even a wee bit!

________________________________________________________

Aditya opened his eyes slowly even as he felt sharp pain in his head where he had been hit. It took him sometime to make sense of the surroundings and also register that he had been tied up. As he finally managed to come completely to his senses, he found an ever serious Satyakam looking at him with a frown. His brows furrowed in confusion as he did not understand why the person he had to interview had kidnapped him!

"Satyakam, why have you kidnapped me?" Aditya asked. Aditya was a straightforward man. He dint believe in beating around the bush so he directly came to the point.

Satyakam was surely amused by his behaviour. The fact that he was so casually asking why he had been kidnapped without any fear surprised him. But none of what he actually felt portrayed on his face. He still had the frown.

Satyakam's face was always a mask. One would never know what he actually feels for all they show are anger, hate and only when with Meethi and Imlie, a small smile.

"Who are you?" he just asked in response to Aditya's questions.

"I'm Aditya Kumar Tripathi, chief executive reporter at Bhaskar times"

"How do I believe that? You might be a police spy for all I know"

"Check for my id in my pocket. You'll know I'm not lying"

"What are you doing here?" Satyakam asked even as he pulled out Aditya's id from his pocket and inspected it. It did have his photo but he couldn't read what was written.

"I'll have to call Imlie" Satyakam thought.

He place the Id on the table nearby and looked at Aditya for an answer.

Aditya looked directly into his eyes and said

"I have come here to take your interview"

Satyakam couldn't help but let out a sarcastic laugh.

"My interview? Why? I'm no celebrity or some famous person. Just an ordinary rebel"

Aditya smiled slightly and said

"Interviews needn't be taken of only famous people or celebrities. When a common man rises above his potential to bring about a change, that effort too deserves appreciation. But mainly I have come here to know why the hands that grow grains to feed everyone have taken revolvers and knives in their hands? Why are our farmers turning to rebels? There must have been something major enough to bring about such a change."

Before Satyakam could reply back, he heard his phone ring. Picking it up, he moved towards the side and instructed the person over the phone to bring Imlie with him.

After ending the call, Satyakam pondered over Aditya's words. He truly seemed genuine. His honesty reflected in his eyes that shone with confidence. But Satyakam wasn't a person to trust someone easily. After what happened 20 years back, he had lost trust in city people. And this guy was also a city guy. So until and unless he knows with 100% surety he's genuine, he wouldn't be left free.

Love,

PSR

Loving it❤️✨!! Loved Adi got lost into her.❤️✨

aww... hoping the story goes differently here on... so looking forward to the next chapter...