ANGELS AND DEMONS (Updated part 6 - 07/03/22)

Absolutely a newbie in this forum. So criticism is absolutely welcome, it would help me to write better. I was a bit disappointed at Pallavi being adamant to stop Raghav's illegal business. Now, it's not possible for a person to be completely white in real life. Life is grey, both white and black at the same time. So just thought of giving our Saree ka dukaan a bit of grey shade (not just a bit, quite a lot), spiced up by her glimpses of her past. Hope u all like it.

Disclaimer : Some parts are violent. Skip them if you like.

Chapter 1: MYSTERY PREVAILS

Farhad shuddered. The last thing he would have ever imagined was that his sweet bhabi would hold a knife to someone's throat, with the full consciousness and motive of killing someone. Sweat trickled down his clean-shaven cheeks to his throat. Amrutha, was clutching Farhad's arm in horror and fear. She hadn't seen this version of her ex sister-in-law, which was comparable to that of Devi Mahakali, who had sworn to eliminate every evil.

Close by, Vijay Deshmukh, was gaping at this situation in front of him like a fish which had been brought out of water. Never in his life had he expected his so taken-for-granted daughter-in-law to act like that. That he was shocked, would be an understatement. He remembered the moments when Pallavi had been sweet, broken, benevolent, helpful, caring and everything else, but angry. His wife, Sharda Deshmukh, her aai was nonetheless taken aback. She couldn't realise what could have pushed her child to take this drastic step.

Sulochana and her good for nothing elder daughter Mansi were hiding from the furious Pallavi, fearing if she unleashed her wrath on them, for they had done many things to irritate and trouble her. Sulochana had earlier been threatened several times by Raghav, but she had felt fear which made her mind go haywire. But this fear was somewhat different, icy cold fear, the coldness of which made goosebumps on her skin.

Kirti and her oh-so-caring husband, Sunny were spellbound. Kirti had never seen her friend like this and as for Sunny, he felt that he would wet himself.

The only person who could stop this dance of destruction was Raghav. Afterall he was the Mahadev of our fiercesome Mahakali who was unleashing her fury on eight goons who had barged into the RR Mansion. However, Raghav had a fight with her last night and had left early morning to Warangal for a business meet. Still, Amma, Kaka and Nikhil were trying their best to cool her down, begging through their eyes and pleading to her in muted voices.

Farhad was still standing, thinking as to what exactly happened that her bhabhi's mood went a complete 180°. She was quite happy, well leaving apart her fight with Raghav. They had a small puja in their home for Kirti's coming baby. So, Pallavi was the one to wake up early and do all the chores for the puja. Then, dressed in a pristine ivory gold silk saree that flaunted her curves and a messy bun, she had come down to the hall to join the puja. Suddenly, out of nowhere, some eight to ten goons had barged inside the RR Mansion. Before Farhad could take care of the situation, Pallavi had entered the field.

Pallavi's POV

I can't believe my eyes. These demons, again. I could feel my body tensing to their looks. My vision is getting clouded by something, anger or tears, I cannot tell. I shut my eyes tightly to let the wave pass over. And what I see leaves me shuddering, in fear or anger, I cannot explain.

(The scene : A wedding mandap, completely destroyed. The bride dressed in baby pink lehenga, lying lifeless near the havan kund, her lehenga drenched in red. Her half closed eyes were witnessing the heinous crimes that were being done in front of her. Her family, lying in pools of blood here and there. The groom comes up to the bride, kisses her forehead, whispers a short I love u, takes her right hand, pulls out the big pink diamond ring from her ring finger, stands up and walks away.)

Now or never. I need to do something. I don't want my family to face any problems. I have decided. I. Will. Not. Spare. You.

POV ends

Farhad remembes the way his bhabhi had deftly tucked in her pallu in her waist, and with the expertise of a trained martial artist hit the first goon on a sensitive nerve on his neck sue to the impact of which he faints. She had rushed towards the aasan of Shiv ji, taken up the small knife and pierced it right through the abdomen of another one. Carefully avoiding getting hit by the goons, she had masterfully hit down the goons one by one. Only one was left. She had turned around, got a hold on his neck, kicked him in the abdomen and punched on his back. The man fell with his back on the floor and with Pallavi's knee forcing down on his stomach as he yelled in pain. She took the knife and almost put it in his right eye, but stopped only a few cms away from his eyes.

(PRESENT SCENE)

Then she took it to his neck and in an icy cold voice said

" Vicky yaa devraaj. Kisne bheja?"

Man : " wo...woh....asal mein..."

Pal: " I hate liars. Ek aur baat sidhe sawaal ka sudha jawaab and mundi hilana mat, sirf shabdo mein jawaab. Kisne bheja?"

Man : " Devraaj "

Pal: " Vicky jaanta hain?"

Man :" Nahi "

Pal :" Kitna diya?"

Man :" 20 "

Pal: " Tu aab vahi karega jo main bolungi warna u know what mere bhai mujhe bloodhounds bulate the. Kyun bulate the Devraaj se puch lena. Ab tujhe main ek cheez dungi jo tu chupchap jake Devraaj ke kamre mein rakh dena. Aur agar nahi rakha toh tera woh hasr karungi ki tera laash bhi kisi ko nahi milegi. Samjha tu?"

Man nods his head.

Pal:" Words!!!"

Man: " Ye..Yesss"

Pallavi stands up from her position, kicks the man's butt and lets him off, who limpers away.

Farhad : "Bhab.."

Pal:" Not now. Mujhe koi tang maat kijiye. Main kamre mein ha rahi hu."

Saying so, the human avatar of Devi Mahakali went upstairs. Once she was out of the hall, Farhad took no time to call his Anna and tell him what had happened.

Raghav :" I'll be there by 3 in the afternoon. Tu baki sambhal. Aur sab logoko abhi ghar pe hi rehne bol. Bahar khatra ho sakta hain." Saying so he cut the call.

On the other hand Pallavi had gone to her bedroom, closed the door, and removed her golden saree, sorry, her blood stained saree, and threw away the jewelleries that she had been wearing. Going into the washroom, she removed her blouse and stared hard at a dark bruise on the left part of her chest. She touched it and unknown to her tears rolled down uncontrollably down her cheeks.

Do tell me if I should continue or not. And please ignore the spelling errors.

Chapter 1 : page 1

Chapter 2 : page 1

Chapter 3: page 1

Chapter 4: page 2

Chapter 5 : page 3

Chapter 6 : page 3

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Chapter 2 : Breakdown

"Shush... sweetheart. Don't cry. Pallavi...look at me...come on Pallavi, this is me, your Raghav. What's wrong with you?"

Raghav had returned from his business trip in Warangal. One call from Farhad, his right hand, had made him cancel all his meetings and rush back to Hyderabad. Afterall anything which mattered to him was his lifeline, his wife and his family. Usually, he took Farhad with him, but this time he didn't. Part of his brain thanked himself for this decision for he could not imagine what could possibly had been the consequences if Farhad remained absent during the attack. Part of him blamed himself for leaving behind Farhad who couldn't even prevent an attack on his family. Now, readers, we all know that the Don of Hyderabad is a very impulsive person. So, we can ver well imagine what he would have been like while driving back to Hyderabad.

Rushing through the entrance, he ran into the hall only to find it all messed up with his family sitting on the couches, apparently, contemplating on the past series of events. His eyes looked for those grey orbs, but we're unable to find them.

Rag: "Farhad!! Tere se kaha tha na main ki kisiko kuch nahi hone ka. Tu itna bhi nahi handle kar paya. Tereko pata bhi hain agar thora sa idhar ka udhar huya hota to kya ho jata? Abe.... Tu kuch bolega bhi ya fir yun hi statue jaise khare rehna hain? Amma tum toh kuch bolo...ajeeb hain sab ke sab, kuch toh bolo. Aur yeh saree ka dukaan kaha hain? Woh thik toh hain na?"

Far: " Bhabi upar hain" , he spoke in a depressed tone. Afterall he was responsible for whatever had happened during the puja. Now he couldn't run away from the consequences.

Raghav ran upstairs to his room, only to find it locked. His hand went upto the door to knock it, but it stopped midway, for his ears had picked up a muffled cry coming from behind the closed door. He came closer to the door and tried to pick up any noise. After some efforts he finally heard his lady love murmur some words.

Pal: "Why me.....

.....loved you....

.....your promise...

....5th July.....

.....why them.....

.....baby was innocent....

.....you devil....

.....kill you...."

Raghav was hell confused. What was going on? Better to knock the door.

Rag: " Pallavi open the door. Dekho kaal ke jhagde ke liye I'm so so sorry. Please dekho darwaza kholo."

A slight noise came from inside. The door opened slightly and out came a completely messed up look of Raghav's life. Puffed up eyes, frizzed up hair, red eyes, wet cheeks and a white saree. His heart shook in an unknown fear. As if knowing his feelings, she wrapped herself in his embrace and whispered out, "I am fine", her voice giving strong evidence of her weakness and tiredness.

Raghav, without wasting a moment, tightly hugged her, closed the door behind them and snuggled his face into the crook of her neck, inhaling the strawberry scent. Everything, for a moment, seemed normal. But, was it normal ?

It was Pallavi who broke the hug. Coming out of his embrace, she told him that she would bring the food for him.

Pal: " Go get freshened up. Main tumhare liye kuch khane ko lati hu. U must be tired. Tum rest lo."

As she turned to leave, Raghav soflty pulled her wrist and made her sit on the bed.

Rag:" Pallavi mujhe nahi pata ki exactly kya hua. Par itna samajhta hu ki tum iss baat se pareshaan ho. Yeh mat bolna ki tum pareshaan nahi ho, tumhara aankh hamesha sach bolta hain, chahe Tum bolo ya na bolo. Kis cheez se pareshaan ho agar nahi bolna chahta hain toh it's okay. Jab comfortable feel karega, tab bata dena. Tab tak main tumhe jabardasti nahi karega. Par ha. Maine suna hain ki dard share karne se dard kam hota hain. And moreover agar tum mera dard share kiya hain, toh yeh mera bhi haq hain, tumhara dard ko khud ka banane ka. We are life partners, Pallavi. Kuch bhi share karke agar tumhara pareshaani kam ho saka, toh mujhe batao. You'll feel better."

Pallavi looked up to see his eyes. Genuine. True love. Respect. Concern. She could see each of these in his eyes. Her eyes welled up and she crashed into his chest, crying furiously.

"Shush... sweetheart. Don't cry. Pallavi...look at me...come on Pallavi, this is me, your Raghav. What's wrong with you? Tell me. Let me help you."

Pal :" Why me Raghav? Why is it me everytime? Kyun aise hota hain. Everytime I love someone, they kill my trust and love. Mujhse kya koi pyaar nahi kar sakta? Itna dard hota hain Raghav. Koi nahi samjhta. Woh rakshas fir meri zindagi mein aa gaya. Aaj Tak us din ka bojh leke chal rahi hu. Fir woh aa gaya. Woh tumhe mujhse dur le jayga, jaise usne sabko mujhse dur kar diya hain. Tum mujhe chor ke mat jana Raghav. Main mar jaungi..."

Rag: " shhh. Aise nahi bolne ka. Main humesha tera saath rahega. Pakka wala promise. Aur chup ho jao. Bimar ho jayga tum. Kaun kaisa hain, tum kis ka baat kar raha hain main nahi puchega, par tum toh apne Ghamandi Rao ko pehchante ho na?"

Pallavi nodded her head in a yes. After some time, when the wave had passed over and Pallavi had controlled her emotions, she looked at Raghav and said, "Raghav, bohut din ho gaye hain bhai se mile huye. Jab se mandaar se shaadi ke baad Hyderabad aai hu tab se nahi mili hu. Bohot maan kar raha hain unse milna ka. Main unse milne ke liye Kolhapur jana chahti hu. Please mana maat karna."

Rag :" Thik hain mana nahi karega. Main bhi bhai hu, behen ke bina kaise lagta hain main bhi jaanta hain. Tum jao, par ek shart hain."

Pal :" Kaisa shart?"

Rag :" Main bhi jayega tumhare saath."

Looking at his baby face and cute look, Pallavi's face broke into a grin. Smiling widely, she replied, "Anything for my Ghamandi Rao."

With that they again hugged each other. Their bodies were there but their minds had already wandered out if the room.

Raghav was mentally noting that he had a big task at hand, he had to find out a lot, about Pallavi and her past. Whatever or whoever was there in Pallavi's past, things were not good, he had already concluded. He had to protect his wife from every evil that came her way. He knew the path was dark, but he would do anything for his wife.

As for Pallavi, her mind produced a flashback image :-

Boy: Will u marry me?

Girl (jumping in joy and crying): Yes!!!

Boy: Why are u crying? Are u not happy?

Girl : I am so happy idiot. I love u so much!!

Boy and girl hug each other amidst the cheering from the others.

Flashback ends

Pallavi POV

Not again. This time I will win, not you. You had snatched everything from me. This time, you will suffer and I will watch. I won't kill you, but you will stay alive. Every moment you will yearn for death, but that won't be granted. I will snatch every happiness from your life. Your life will be full of pains, the same pains you had made me go through. I am coming. I won't be weak anymore. You wanted to kill my family, wasn't that your plan? Well now u must know that I can kill as well as get killed for my family. You are going to suffer. A lot.

POV ends

Somewhere else

In a luxurious room, a man in his early sixties, wearing a costly robe was swearing and breaking things.

Man : " How is this possible??? That, that ring was important. How could it just vanish. Oh... So that's your plan Pallavi Sawant. Well then....u don't know me. Janwar se bhi badtar ho sakta hu main. Tera kya haal hoga tujhe nahi pata. Woh ring bhi chinunga aur tujhe...(evil laugh) tujhe toh mera beta sambhal lega. Now u just wait and watch.

Sorry! No new update for now coz exams are coming. Once the exams end, I'll continue this FF.

Good luck with your exams. When will y be finished?

She has a past and old love, this is so 😲

Can't wait what will come next.

Take care and till next time. ❤️❤️

Chapter 3 : Unlocking Pandora's box

Somewhere in a mysterious, dim yet luxuriously built room, a young man of around 30 pacing about. The sixty year old man (remember the last chapter), sitting on a large armchair, smoking a pipe.

Young man: "Nope, nope. Dad we need to do better. That fool just messed all the things up. Aap kisi better ko bhej nahi sakte the uske pass. God knows ab woh kya chaal chalegi."

Mid-aged man : "Vicky...calm down my boy. Everything will go as I wish. Tujhe jo chahiye tujhe woh zarur milega. Itna sab kuch kiya, itna khoon bahaya yeh sab bekaar main nahi jayega. Relax and just watch what I do to break that girl."

Meanwhile....

Raghav : " Pallavi yaar...kitne dino ka plan hain janeka? Itna sab kuch pack kaar raha hain tum?"

Pallavi :" Agar tumhari behen tin chaar saalon baad tumse milne aati hoti to tum kya karte?"

Ra: " Of course ek, do mahine woh yahi pe rehta."

Pa:" Correct ! To main bhi yehi kar rahi hoon. Bohut dinon se nahi dekha hain bhai ko. Ab ja rahi hu to please kuch din extra.... please, please..."

Saying so our drama queen used her brahmastra, her beautiful puppy eyes, which she knew, her husband simply couldn't resist.

Ra:" Sab samajh mein aa raha hain biwi....thik hain. Ab main bhi to ja raha hu tumhare saath, toh problem nahi hain. Waise tumne mereko kaha tha na Deshmukh's se kehne ke liye, to maine kaha tha par unme se chipku saali hi jaayegi aur koi nahin jana chahta. Aur humare ghar se sab jayega and Farhad bhi chalega. Thik hain?"

Pal: " Hmmm...achcha hota agar aai- baba bhi chalte."

Raghav, hearing his father-in-law's name cringed a bit and murmured : "Accha hi toh hain. Sanki sasur gaya toh pure trip ka kachra ho jayega."

Pallavi narrowed her eyes in her husband's direction and sweetly smiled and said : " Suna maine baby."

Raghav understanding that his wife's temper was still on the volatile side and was hanging on his head like the sword of Damocles, he replied ever so sweetly : " Marathi father-in-law bola maine. Aur zyada journey se uska bp bar jayega to let him be in Hyderabad. Are waise yeh sab choro na, ab yeh batao thora romance kar lu, ya uska permission bhi nahi hain?"

Pallavi, blushing slightly at his remark, nodded in a yes.

Later in the evening....

Rag: " Baby,ek baat batau na, tum mere se kitna pyaar karta hain?"

Pal:" Beyhaad, Beintehaan aur bepanaah. Itna ki tumhare liye mar bhi sakti hu aur maar bhi. Tum mere zindagi ho aur jeene ka wajah bhi. Main khud mein complete hu par tum mujhe completeness ka feeling dete ho. Tum bas mera pyaar nahi, meri duniya ho Raghav."

Ra:( wiping the treacherous drops threatening to come out of the boundary of his eyes) Thank you Pallavi, mujhe apna pyaar ke kaabil samajhne ke liye. Ab choro yeh senti talks, yeh batao kisi se kabhi aise hi pyaar kiya hain? I mean Mandaar ko tum jaanta bhi nahi tha to pyaar kaise hoyega. So iska matlab I am the first lucky one. Isn't it so?"

Pallavi had already stiffened a bit listening to where the topic was heading towards. She wanted to divert it but one look of Raghav's boyish grin, she decided against it. A part of the truth won't be too harmful, was what her heart decided, although her brain warned her not to fall for her husband's sweet words, which were nothing but a trap for her. But she suppressed this thought.

Pal: " No. Tum mere pehle pyaar nahi ho. I had fallen in love before, not with Mandaar, it was someone else. Now let it be na."

Raghav's plan was to make his wife tell about her past. He knew she was made of iron, she won't break her past. So he adopted this roundabout technique. With a fake sadness he said :" Matlab main first nahi. Pallavi kahi tum usse abhi bhi utna hi pyaar to nahi karta? Agar woh aaj samne aa gaya to tum mereko chor to nahi dega?"

Pallavi, a bit horrified at what he was speaking, cut him at once :" Never Raghav. I loved him, but I don't love him. There's a difference in the tense Raghav. No, even if he pleads to me, I won't ever go back the path I have already treaded. Tum mere pyaar ho. Woh to shayad pyaar nahi, kuch aur tha, shayad fayda."

Ra:" Agar tum usse bohot pyaar karta tha then tum dono alag katlo ho gaya? Haa, woh alag baat ki usi ke wajah se mereko mera sweetheart mil gaya. Did he cheat on you, or did he.."

Pa:" No he didn't cheat me. In fact he is still unmarried, not that he won't get girls to get married to. He loved me, I do believe that part. But he was undeserving of my love."

Realising her husband's intense gaze on her, she simply said,

" He did something really bad. And that's it for now. Mujhe is baare mein aur baat nahi karni."

Looking at the clock she gasped, "Lo ho gayi tumhare chakkar mein late. Niche kitna kaam hain. Tum baki packing karo main niche chali."

Saying so, she left the room. Smirking at her retreating figure, Raghav remembered

what had happened that afternoon and what had Farhad told him about Pallavi.

Flashback starts...

Rag: "5th July, 2018. Find out about Pallavi's whereabouts on this day. Aur sun Pallavi ke college se pata kar uske past ke baare main. Aur haan, Pallavi ko pata nahi chalna chahiye. Agar mereko pata chala na ki tu firse bhabi ka chamchagiri kiya, to tereko na ulta latka dunga. Gorilla tu jake Farhad ka madad kar. Ardhamainda?"

Fa:" Anna main adhe ghante mein nikalta hu sab kuch."

Half an hour later...

Farhad crashed, yes literally crashed into Raghav's den, frightening the daylights out of Raghav.

Ra: " Chitti, kya huya?"

Fa: " Anna bohut kuch pata chala hain."

Ra: " Ha toh invitation dene ka baad bolega kya?"

Farhad, looked down, embarrassed. Then he started,

" Anna, 5th July, 2018 ko bhabi Kolhapur mein nahi rehti thi. Unka Kolhapur mein first trace lagbhag, ek mahine baad se milta hain. Waha pe unko koi nahi jaanta tha, bus woh ayi thi aur unke dada. Shayad unka ek aur bhai hain, jo bimar hain. Main unke college se bhi contact kiya tha. Records bol raha hain waha ek Pallavi Sawant thi, jo bilkul bhabi ke record se match hota hain. Par, woh student bhabi nahi koi aur tha."

Raghav surprisingly looked at him and with his eyes asked him to continue.

Fa:" Anna, when I contacted the students of the batch in which bhabi supposedly had studied, unhone kaha ki ek larki thi Pallavi Sawant ke naam ka. Saare records match karte par Insaan baadal gaya hain. Woh jisko jaante hain woh bhabi nahi koi aur ha. Aur toh aur bhabi ka kahi se bhi koi bhi past details nahi mil raha hain. Even Maharashtra ke government records bhi check karwa chuka hu. Waha bhabi ka naam hi nahi hain Anna. Sabkuch bilkul magic lag raha hain."

Ra:" Kisine jaan bujh ke records misplace kiya hain. Hmmm...tu try kar uske bhai ke bare mein pata karneka."

Flashback ends....

Raghav : "Kaun ho tum Pallavi? Kaun ho tum? Jo insaan tumko pyaar karne ka claim karta tha, wohi insaan aaj tumko maarna chahta hain. You are a puzzle my love, and as u know Raghav Rao loves challenges. I promise ki jin cheezon ko tum chupa raha hain use main zaroor pata karega. Idi Raghav Rao vagdanam"

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Originally posted by: Milalal27

I am flabbergasted 😲 what a twist

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Can't understand why I can't tag anyone...maybe coz I'm a newbie...anyway thanx 😊

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