I had started writing this story for Fatejo Udaaraiyan but when Fateh turned into a cheater I gave up.
I have now decided to tweak the story a little and write it for Abhimaan.
PS In my story Abhira and Armaan are not the end goal. It's Abhira's journey with a AA who she was dating back in college. Armaan is a part of my story, he in my story is a Spineless git, ( which he is in the show as well) He ends up losing everything because of his indecisiveness.
Chapter 1.
Haunting Memories.....📝
Rohan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It took everything within him to not grab the man standing before him by his collar and push him against a wall strangling his throat till his eyes popped out of their sockets.
He reminded himself about what he was there for.
He then opened his eyes and pretended to smile. Just as he was about to speak he heard a squeal and a girl threw herself at him and gave him a bone crushing hug. Rohan Bhai how are u? Do u even know how much I missed u? I am so upset with you? You have not been picking my calls. Did u bring the chocolates I had asked u to bring for me when u had been on a trip to Amsterdam last month.
I know u did ,as u never forget to get anything that I asked u for. As I know u love me the most even more than bhabhi. Of course I did baccha how could I forget he replied sarcastically when u had pestered me with calls while I was attending a business meeting . Without giving two hoots about the fact that u're calls would have costed me a bomb.
Almost leading me to lose a contract worth millions. Had it not been for ur bhabhi who handled it at the last minute, I was doomed for life.
Watching them banter the person before him annoyingly asked as if he was jealous of their closeness. How do u know him? As Kiara was about to open her mouth to answer he quickly stepped in and exclaimed. Her best friend is my wife. Ohhh said the man as if not satisfied with his response. Kiara looked up at him questioningly as he signaled her with his eyes to remain quiet.
Before he could be bombarded with more questions that would leave him baffled. He said so Mr Armaan Poddar , the name tasted like poison in his mouth leaving behind a dangerously bitter taste, the deal is final and I will invest in ur business and Firm .Hope this partnership works in favour for both the parties.
He then looked at Kiara who was still clinging on to his arm and said see u tomorrow evening at the welcome back dinner party I have hosted at my house.As I've returned to my City after years of living in America . See u there as well Mr Poddar he said shaking hands ,I'll take ur leave.
The moment he stepped out of the villa he let out a huff, loosening the noose of his tie. Had he stayed there any longer he would have died of suffocation.
As he walked towards his car memories of the haunting past flashed before his eyes. Memories that made him shrewd and ruthless leaving behind the ever joyful, prankster boy that he had once been.
He wheeled his car back into the driveway of his bungalow. After the meeting he had driven himself to a bar just on the outskirts of Udaipur. As he sat sipping his poison for the evening flashes of the fateful night that had changed his life again began surfing and plunging and soon he began travelling back down the painful Memory Lane.
2 years back.....
He was walking back home after his regular drinking sessions with his buddies. He saw her standing below a lamp post.
She stood there lifeless, her dupatta lay there tattered on the ground. Her makeup was smeared, her hair all over the place. It seemed she had been crying for hours.
He walked towards her worried and scared . When he got there ,he tried calling out to her but it seemed she was lost spaced out.
He then shook her out of her trance. The moment she realized that it was him she let out a sob .Seeing her broken he engulfed her into a hug pulling her into the warmth of his arms. It killed him to see her like this. It's me it's OK cry all that u want. I'm here don't worry I'm not leaving u. He assured.
He wanted to know why and what was she doing in the middle of an abandoned street past midnight but knew it was not the right time.
Now what she needed was a shoulder to cry on. He looked at the girl in his arms and his eyes welled up. He wished he could free her off all her pain.He was dying looking at her broken as pain in his chest mutilated with each passing minute, but he knew he had to be strong as at that moment the girl who meant the world to him was hurt and she needed his support . Had she not been crying in his arms he would have grabbed a sword and cut down every single person who had caused her this pain.
Why me ? Ajju she sobbed, why is it me each time? Am i so easy to fool and manipulate, Am I so vulnerable as a target that makes it so easy for everyone to make me dance to their tunes.
All my life I have sacrificed my happiness and well-being just to see my Mother and loved ones happy but what did I get in return of my kindness, betrayal and undefined hatred.
I loved him so much then , why did he play around with my feelings as if I was a game, a mission than needed to be conquered and won.
She fell unconscious proclaiming her love for a man who was not even worth it.
He knew there was more to the story but now she laid there passed out in his arms so he picked her up in his arms and began walking back towards his house.
As he walked back with each step he swore and made a promise to the girl he loved and to himself that he would make them all pay and would make them shed blood for every teardrop that had escaped her eyes.
That was what he was back for and had intended to do ever since that fateful night. Only then would he be able live in peace knowing he had hunted down each of her perpetrators.
To be continued........
Kabhi Neem Neem Kabhi Shahad Shahad
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