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heyy guyss....here's a new AR ff....titled The War Of Love.....this ff is a combined effort...ie..there are 2 people writing it....and its the first time for the both of us....soooo here u go!!!....hope u like it.....a lot of thought has been put into it...and we trulyyyy hope we get a good responce...soo guys plzzz leave comments....good or bad...all are welcome...we really want to know wat u think of it!!...thanks guys!!!.....

The War Of Love......

Part 1

Dr.Rahul garewal's's house was built on the spot of the japanese coast ....sharing his house was of course his wife whom he had married 6 months back.....Their house was right opposite the sea..with the beach trailing in between the house and the sea...it was a beautiful view.. with waves hitting the coast right in front of their house....the vast sea never seemed to end...it was like an everlasting beauty...just like his wife...Riddhima...whom he had tried to give all the pleasures in the world...but in vain....Sometimes he wondered if she married him only because he had saved Riddhima's dad from malignant cancer......Rahul was indeed one of the few best surgeons in d whole of japan....and people respected him for that...so did his wife...but was that enough?....where was the love he wanted from her...??....
Rahul stared at the neverending sea in front of him...waves hitting him now and then...it felt good......The sky was filled with dark clouds indicating a storm but still the moon shone beautifully between them....He could see the fog slowly but steadily creeping around their house...It was chilly that night too...
"Dinner's ready!!"....he heard Riddhima yell from the house..But before he could get into the house she stepped out....he couldn see her properly through the fog but he could figure she was wearing a beautiful red kimono...she was indeed beauty personified...But he knew she was never meant to be his...
"Dinner's ready....and you have a surgery scheduled early tommorow morning...i think we should wrap up early today...."she said...glancing toward the beautiful moon....
"Wow.....the moon looks so pretty today...."....she said..."Anyways...come on in.....Its chilly and the fog has started creeping too..."She gave a small smile and reentered the house..
Rahul knew she did not love him....And their marriage probably for her was a compromise........but her understanding nature was all he wanted....She was the perfect wife any husband would want...He just needed her love once in a while...He loved her truly and deeply and was sure she'l fall for him someday....He sighed and looked up to the sky...and gave a small smile...."I know she will..."...with that he went in for his dinner....

He saw Riddhima filling the glasses with water...and quietly came and joined her for dinner...
Like usual...they had a silent dinner...talking whenever necessary...though Rahul made an attempt to talk to her whenever possible...
Riddhima excused herself as she collected her dinner plates to place them in the kitchen....
"Call me once your done...il clear your plates....Im outside..."...."And the bed is ready..."...she said..as she walked outside to the porch...

Riddhima sat on the swing on the porch... The area where they stayed was quite deserted...and quite dislocated from the city...they were probably the only humans residing here...the nearest fishing villages were miles away...It was a bare and lonely coast with the gorgeous sea facing their house....But thats what she needed...some time alone..some time in peace...to ponder her thoughts to make sure what she really wanted in life...
...She saw the moon dissapear...as the clouds darkened....She loved staring at the sea in front....She could just sit and gaze into the sea for hours and hours..............
She remembered how she met Rahul and how she landed on the japanese land.....
Rahul had stayed his entire life in Japan...His dad had sent him to this land to complete his medical studies.....
Riddhima's dad and Rahul's dad were old aquintances...and after Rahul's dad's death Rahul decided to reside in Japan itself......
Years later he decided to visit India...and then he met me....My dad was in utmost pleasure seeing him....He introduced us...and at once i knew what was cooking in his mind....
Rahul satyed with us for a few days......until.....My dad got his 2nd attack....and somehow i knew this was his last one...But rahul proved me wrong....He operated on my dad and saved him....
I felt a new emotion stir inside me for him....Definately not love...but a gratefulness towards the man....
My dad asked me to marry him...and i at once said yes...for of course the obvious reasons.....Little did i know that papa was gonna leave me when i was least prepared... ....and both of them knew this fact except me.....A week after my marriage...He did leave me........leaving me astonished when i came to know Rahul and papa knew his death was very near all along...and thats why they wanted me to become a bride....I soon shifted to Japan with Rahul...Mamma left me when i was a kid..Compromising with Rahul would be the best i thought...
Afterall he is a nice guy.................
She broke out of her chain of thoughts....Indeed he was a gem...But i did not love him like i wanted to...or atleast thought i would once our married life begins to get stronger...but i just cannot get myself attracted to him...............................I miss you Papa...she said looking up to the sky.....

"riddhima....im done with my food..."....she heard rahul from the house as he descended upstairs to their bedroom....

She quickly rushed in and cleared the plates...and was going back into their room...when something or someone in front of their house caught her eye...............and the person was....Bleeding???

*Rahul!!!.....*she screamed at the top of her voice....
Rahul rushed down the stairs...and saw riddhima staring outside the window....he rushed next to her...."OMG...."...
"i know rahul....the guy....the guy...is so badly wounded...and..i saw him being flung out of the ocean...like flung!!......do u think he is a fisherman??...."..
The man outside staggered a few steps...his body was outlined against the mist....and his arms above his head...and the fog hid him again...
"A fisherman...?..."...."....But...."....
The man was on his hands and knees crawling outside with waves crashing on him hard..Then they saw him fall on his face and lie there...
"Oh myyy.....I think we need to save this guy........Lets go riddhima...".....

Rahul ran down the steps...with Riddhima behind him...shivering in the chilly night...
Who was he...she wondered....The surf beyound the beach was spiked with rocks...The man must have managed to come through all of them...He must be badly torn she thought...
She ran to rahul who by now was near the man..examining him..His face was buried in the sand...and he lay motionless...he was in wet rags of garments...blood covering his strong masculine arms....soaked in sea water and weeds..
An old cap stuck to his head.....Rahul pulled it out.........it said...
"U.S Navy...."........"Omg riddhima...He is a prisonar of war......."...."Not japan...But America....."......."We definately cannot save him...No Ways!!!....".Riddhima knew Japan and America were at war...which meant they had to hand this man over to the police...or else they would definately get arrested.....
"Your right rahul.....He IS a War Prisonar...."................"what do u think we should do...?"

part 2

Riddhima- "What do u think we should do?

We can not leave him in this state"

After some hesitation Dr Rahul thought it best not to leave a dying patient lying there , but to treat him like a normal patient... not an enemy... because before being a citizen of Japan ( Americas enemy) he was a doctor and his doctor instincts went against leaving an injured person there in that condition, in front of him. He wanted to help the poor guy but something, some voice at the back of his head was forcing Rahul to think practically.. it was reminding Rahul of what were the dangerous consequences of the act of helping this enemy...

Riddhima knew how hard helping an american soldier was for Rahul. She saw Rahuls hesitant face and she knew the reason behind the hesitation was not one , but two ...

one- this injured person was an american war prisoner ..and right now enforcing their humane considerations would be like betrayal to their country Japan. They would be indirectly helping Japan's enemy... it was true that Rahul and riddhima were actually indians by heart but they were citizens of Japan too and would not want to do something that might prove wrong on their side... prove against their loyalty towards Japan.

two- Rahul's father had been in the Japanese army and had died in a war against america , at the mercy of the american army ....

None of them spoke for sometime . Their minds were having double thoughts, debating upon what should be done next?? deep silence spread its arms onto the lonely beach..the only sound that could be heard was of the water splashing hard onto the cool sandy beach. Riddhima very well knew what was goin on in Rahuls mind ... She knew that he too was having double minds just like her, about the dangerous present situation which had forcefully thrust itself in the path of their plain simple lives...

Rahul-" fine ..... Lets take him inside and operate on him as soon as possible"

Seeing this human gesture, Rahul's image in the eyes of riddhima took a new height. She felt that her husband was truly living upto the expectations of a doctor. She felt proud of him... and she knew who else would be proud seeing Rahul right now....... his dad...... his dad had always wanted his son to be an earnest doctor ....

As rahul and riddhima took the prisoner inside the house, riddhma could not resist examining his features closely... he looked like a young tortured soldier she thought.

They placed him comfortably on the bed. Rahul at once got to work and with his expert fingers began operating on the bleeding wound . Fresh blood flowed from the wound at his touch. On the right side of the lower back Rahul saw that a gun wound had been reopened. The flesh was blackened with gun powder. Sometime , not many days ago , the man had been shot and had not been tended to. There was bad chance that a rock had struck the wound.

Riddhima was facing conflicting emotions in her mind . She hoped that they do not get arrested on the charge of harbouring an enemy ....... and also somewhere deep down she prayed that the poor soul would live and be set free once he was all fine .

Rahul was trying his best to stop the continuous flow of blood.. but to no avail .... and as tension was taking its control on Rahul and Riddhima , the soldier knew nothing about it . He was battling against death and was not even aware of it ...

Looking at the worsening condition of the soldier riddhima whispered in fear in a solemn voice "Rahul uski haalat to aur bhi kharab hoti ja rahi hai!"

hey ppl .. ohk here is the second part!! we know its a bit short but well try to make the next one longer.. thnx alot for those very sweet comments!!! they are very encouraging !! sorry no pms for now coz we are very busy at the moment and dont really have much time.. so plz check out for updates for sometime .... and yes for those who had asked ... the injured soldier is our very own armaan!!! lol!!! plz comment ppl!!! silent readers too!!! ur honest comments will really help us carry on with the ff!!

ohk ppl here is part 3 .. tried to make it longer!! hope u like it!

part 3

riddhima-" rahul uski haalat to aur kharab hoti ja rahi hai!!"

The utter pallor of the mans unconscious face moved Rahul first to stoop and feel his pulse . It was faint but it was there... He put his hand against the mans cold chest . The heart beat had slowed down but was yet alive .. "He will die unless he is operated upon" rahul said in a high, serious and anxious tone ...

Rahul- " Jaldi se garam paani lao aur uski chot saaf karne ke liye saaman lao. Tum phikar mat karo .. sab theek ho jayega"

Riddhima rushed upstairs and within seconds , puffing and panting returned to Rahul with the necessities.

Rahuls trained hands seemed of their own will to be doing what they could to stanch the fearful bleeding.

Rahul- " Wash and clean him up till i return with the surgical instruments to remove the bullet and stitch the wounds ."

In the conviction of her own superiority RIddhima bent impulsively and untied the knotted rugs that kept the muscular and strong body of the suffering person covered...

When she had his chest bare she dipped the small clean towel into the steaming hot water and washed him carefully . She closely looked at his face which did not even have as much as a drop of worry on it , thus showing that the man had no clue as to what was happenin to him , to everything and everyone around him ...

The man's skin , though rough with exposure was of a fine texture , she observed...

She kept on washing him until his upper body was quite clean ...

She got up , covering the man with a warm quilt , lest the man be chilled .

"Rahul " she called so softly that maybe her voice was audible only to her..

But just then she saw Rahul enter with his surgeon's emergency bag and his surgeon's gloves ...

Rahul - "We need to start the operation immediately , to save him" , he said without looking into her eyes . When he was at work he was a true proffessional and being a doctor he did not want to lose even a second , which could prove fatal to his patient.

Rahul turned his back to her and unfolded a sterilized towel upon the table and put his instruments upon it .

"Fetch some more clean towels" he ordered .

She went obediently ,very anxious now , and took out towels from the shelves .

"Now help me turn him " he said

She obeyed him without a word and began to wash his back carefully.

" How deep is the wound ??" she asked wih pure curiosity.

Rahul remained silent . Not stopping for a moment , his swift concise movements . He did not seem to hear her , but she was used to his absorption when he was at work .

Riddhima was deep into thoughts... would the man survive this critical operation? If not then what would they do with his body?? If yes what would he......

Her thoughts were suddenly disturbed....

Rahul - " you will have to give the anesthetic if he needs it "

she received a reply from Rahul , but the words took time to sink in , to wake her up from her chain of thoughts .

After rewinding in her mind the words Rahul spoke , she realized that what Rahul had said was not a reply to her previous question but an order to be followed by her .

In a petrified manner she said -" but i have never given an anesthetic before "
"It is easy enough " he said impatiently.

He was taking out the packing now , and the blood began to flow more quickly. He peered into the wound with the bright surgeons light fastened on his forehead . " the bullet is still there" he said...

"Now i wonder how deep this rock wound is . If it is not too deep it may be that i can get the bullet. But the bleeding is not superficial . He has lost much blood."

Looking at the intense situation , seeing the amount of blood loss occuring in front of her eyes . Riddhima could not take it anymore and she left the room instantly .

Rahul had forgotten that of course she had never seen an operation . But her distress and his inability to go to her at once made him impatient and irritable with this man who lay like dead under his knife .

Rahul had been swiftly working on the wound when suddenly the man groaned . His groan startled Rahul.

Without wasting a second he shouted "riddhima jaldi se yahaan ao . use anesthesia dena hai . "

Riddhima rushed into the room with the bottle and some cotton in her hand .

"Lekin Rahul... main .... yeh ... kaise????....."

She said stammering through her words . Nervousness was dripping from every word that she spoke .

"Simply saturate the cotton and hold it up near his nostrils."

Rahul instructed without delaying for one moment , the intricate details of his work .

"When he breathes badly move it away a little "

She crouched close to the sleeping face of the young american . It was a piteously thin face , she thought, and the lips were twisted . The man was suffering whether he knew it or not . Watching him , she wondered if the stories they heard sometimes of the sufferings of prisoners were true . They came like flickers of rumour, told by word of mouth and always contradicted.

As she held the cotton near his nostrils , his warm breath on her cold fingers sent a tickling sensation down her spine .

She hoped anxiously that this young man had not been tortured too much. It was at this moment that she observed deep red scars on his neck , just under his ear.

"Those scars " she murmured , lifting her eyes to Rahul .

But he did not answer . At this moment he felt the tip of his instrument strike something hard . dangerously near the kidney . All thought left him . He felt only the purest pleasure. he had found exactly where the bullet was!

He probed with his fingers , delicately , familiar with every atom of this human body. His old professor of anatomy had seen to that knowledge .

"Ignorance of the human body is the surgeons cardinal sin" he had thundered at his classes year after year .

"To operate without as complete knowledge of the body as if you had made it - anything less than that is a murder."

"It is not quite at the kidney, my friend. "

Rahul murmured . It was a habit to murmur to his patient when he forgot himself in an operation .

"my friend" , he always called his patients and so now he did , forgetting that this was his enemy .

Then quickly with the most cleanest and most precise incisions , the bullet was out . The man quivered but he was still unconcsious.

The recent torturous moments had not been very long but they seemed to have passed like extremely slow decades to Riddhima and Rahul .. whereas for the prisoner he still knew nothing about it...

Rahul had completed the operation successfully and had managed to stop the bleeding also .

He took a deep sigh of relief . Weakly smiling to riddhima he assured her that the man was now finally out of danger .

Riddhima thought that the man must have some extraordinary vitality or else looking at his condition anyone would have said that he was on his way to death and nothing could be done about that...

Rahul-" the best thing we could do would be to set him free with a boat which could endure the raging waves of the endless sea."

"Yes , undoubtedly that would be the best" riddhima said , without removing her gaze from the motionless body that lay on the bed ... she could not take her eyes off him .. not knowing why or from how long she just continued to stare at him without blinking even once ....

Rahul-"If we sheltered an american man for too long . we could face the danger of being arrested sooner or later. And if we turned him over as a prisoner , he would certainly die . Giving him his freedom would be the kindest thing to do "

Riddhima nodded in silence , still looking at the prisoner.

Neither of them moved for sometime . They were staring with a curious repulsion upon the inert figure.

RIddhima-"Are u sure hes an american soldier? he does not seem to be an american . There's something about him that seems indian .... tumhe nahi lagta??

Rahul-" woh american hai ya indian usse koi farak nahi padta . He IS working for the American army ."he hesitated again . With a low , cold and distant voice he said "The strange thing is if the man were whole I could easily turn him over as a prisoner to the police ..... Lekin uski haalat ko dekhkar main majboor ho gaya tha . Isiliye maine...."

After a couple of moments of staring wide eyed at the soldier Rahul said -" Draw the curtains fast . If someone notices this man here we would be in for some serious trouble....."

As usual Riddhima agreed to him and at once had the work at hand completed .

Rahul "use abhi thodi der ke liye araam karne chod dena chahiye . anesthesia ka asar kuch ghanton ke baad utar jayega."

the phone suddenly rang . its ringing woke up the quiet house . It echoed through the empty walls of the house till Rahul answered it .

"yes... ohk .... fine .... cant someone else come?? ...ohk ill be there as soon as possible... bye .."

"riddhima hospital mein kuch emergency hai ... jaana hi padega ... bahut zaroori hai ."

Though Rahul had left her alone in the house due to his work many times before, she was scared this time . What if the war prisoner turned out to be dangerous??? What would she , a lone soul , do to protect herself??

Her lips twisted into an unpleasant frown .... many wrinkles made their way to her smooth milky skin , to her forehead.

Reading her mind Rahul said " ghabrao mat . woh kuch nahi kar sakega .... uski haalat bahut buri hai ... main jaldi aa jaunga ... agar woh jaag jaye to mujhe fauran phone ker dena ... main pohoch jaunga ... "

Rahul lightly kissed Riddhimas wrinkled forehead and left immediately with his bag .

Riddhima stood rooted to her spot not knowing what other dangers and surprises the night held in stock for her ...

slowly silence again placed itself gently in the quiet and hollow rooms of the lonely house........

Small footsteps approached the bedroom. Tip-toeing a dark figure reached right beside her bed . She felt someones eyes and shadow upon her . She turned swiftly from her comfortable sleeping position to see who was disturbing her. Blinking slowly she had almost opened her eyes to reveal who was in font of her that suddenly a strong , rough hand covered her mouth and jerked her out of bed !!! She stared wide eyed at the person in absolute shock , horror and fear!!!!

ohk ppl part 3 !! plz comment .. its def longer than part 2!! hehe .. plz comment ppl and ask us if u dnt understand anything..

Part 4

He stood there,in front of her...slightly limping as he was wounded...but yet his large frame completely managed to overshadow her....his grip around her mouth was

firm...rigid...

He stared into her deep hazel eyes....which were now covered with abosolute fear.....horror....her eyes getting moist....as the feeling of being absolutely helpless was

gripping her ......
she tried to get out of his hold but to no avail did it work... he was just too strong for her even though he was wounded......
yet without any hope of freeing herself she still moved about harshly hoping a miracle would occur and he would set her free.... but soon even the hope of a miracle occuring

vanished and she stopped struggling... she just stood there looking down....

she was perplexed...petrified and did not want to stare back at him....she was completely aware that this had to be the prisoner.......she was slowly but steadily sinking into

the prisoners gorgeous grey eyes......they glared at her through the dark, piercing through her as though she was nothing more than a lifeless soul........The silence was

definately deafening...

but as she tried to read the hollow grey eyes ...she saw only one emotion standing out...Fear and not anger which took her by surprise... obviously this was not expected....

she was the one hell scared over here but his eyes seemed to potray more fear than her dark hazel eyes did!!....they potrayed Fear of being arrested and thrashed to death

for performing his duty...duty to save his country America....

Riddhima jerked out of bed.....horrified...trying to breathe normally and steadily....sweating.....

she looked around and found herself on her bed in her room.... as much as her eyes allowed her to see in the dark , she saw that no one else was there in the room.. it was

only a dream...... she turned to her side expecting rahul to calm her down.....but he wasnt back yet from his hospital emergency.....the stranger was giving her nightmares

now!!.......

Pacing up and down the room a couple of times...she decided to go check on him...Rahul had instructed her to do so...the faster he recovers,...the sooner he and they,are

safer....

She mentally prayed to god that the prisoner had awaken..and had crossed the shore...to escape his deadly future...She shuddered thinking again the consequences of

sheltering an enemy.....but was HE really at fault??....if he had not survived he would have immolated himself for his country...died as a sacrifice...

She opened his door...quivering with fear and anxiety...She stepped into the room... waited for a few moments till her eyes adjusted to the darkness.....she came close to

the sleeping body...he was fast asleep...she wondered if he indeed had the same luxurious eyes she had imagined in the dream.........................or nightmare more

precisely.....

Even though he was unconscious his face looked tortured...wrinkled with pain....which he probably suffered from the japanese army...Riddhima shuddered thinking that she

too was a resident of the same country...she had this sudden urge to wake him up from his deep slumber and order him to escape....because if other people found out about

the truth hiding itself in their house... thanks to rahul and riddhimas help...all safe.... recovering from the deadly wounds....the stranger would have to face a hideous

death... and god alone knew what might be done to rahul and riddhima after the enemy had been killed......

She turned to leave the quiet room but them at that very instant she heard a voice full of pain yet so beautiful which ecohed in the room....and in a language she had least

expected to hear...

"Paani.....paani...."....the man moaned

Her eyes widened in horror .....and disbielief wanted to dawn upon her...but in vain.....This was definately unforseen..first she had not understood what the man was

saying... she thought ...... actually was only hoping to hear him speak english in the typical american accent when he would awake .... but what had happened was definitely

a huge surprise ....

the man shuddered again in a softer voice... "paani ... paani... bahut pyaas lagi hai!"

She was delirious with shock and horror...but the words slowly sunk in and she realized their meaning instantly this time..... she forgot all her inhibtions and fear and quickly

filled a glass of water from the side table and held it near his mouth...
She prayed he would quickly drink down the water...her hands were shivering......it looked as if her shaking hands were destined to empty the glass of water even before the

thirsty soul could quench his thirst...

She saw him struggling to get up...hence she took hold of his damaged hand slowly and made him sit upright in the extreme darkness....he gulped down the glass of

water...not holding it yet...making her do the holding....

She moved forward to switch on the bedside light as the darkness was worsening the fright....but the moment she switched it on...she felt his heavy gaze on her...
she dint want to move...she was sitting with a prisoner...and had no courage to look into his eyes...but when she did raise her head up she couldn take her eyes of

him...because his face was inevitable......................

She could not comprend his expression nor his eyes....almost unfathomable....

Was he scared??..............Frightned as to where he was??...............

It was shocking to see those same gorgeous grey eyes she had earlier seen in her nightmare....almost as if she knew him before this whole incident......He still looked

tortured...almost in need for care...almost imbecile...but she gazed at the rest of his perfect face.....
He actually resembled a war prisoner...the sturdy face...... which was shaped perfectly along his cheek bones.... slightly grown beard around that perfect face..... a perfect

sharp nose ......... and lips................................... he had dark lips............. they just seemed to be an extra addition to his already perfect features........his eyes were grey

but did not at all look cold or distant as most people with grey eyes looked like....... and his hair................. slightly messed up.... some strands on his forehead and some

going in every direction.... as if they had been placed like that on purpose................ he was exceptionally perfect she thought....

She was sure...he was an indian......

For a second she was slightly taken aback..........she was actually checking out the prisoner..... and she even found him very attractive....... perfect indeed...
but soon she came out of her ' surprised- at -herself ' state and the question, which still a slight doubt caught her mind again and she went ahead to ask him......

He summoned up all his strength to be prepared for something fearful........or maybe after seeing her...not that fearful......he turned his gaze from her...trying to avoid that

bewildered look in her deep hazel eyes..... and just when he was about to ask the obvious....he felt himself interupted...

"Are you an indian...?"she questioned him...it was almost as if she had been waiting to ask him that question since they found him...Again surprise took hold of her....at this

response of hers...she was supposed to be horrified and she certainly had been just a moment ago.... before their eyes had met........but somehow she had just lost her

inhibitons reagarding this american war prisoner.....or indian...........................

Perplexed he stared at her again......"Am i an indian?...".........."Huh.........?...."......he nodded his head......
He was already feeling lifeless...and his blood had drained out of his body making him feel miserable and pathetic...and here he was being asked his nationality.......he saw

his US navy cap beside him and guessed that this woman knew that he was a prisonar of war....

"Does that matter?.....Im an American War Prisoner.......Indian or not.....".....

"How did i reach here anyways.....and you are...?...."........he narrowed his eyes towards her...gathering his strength to converse with her.......his mind was troubled with

alot of questions and he just wanted answers to them as soon as possible... maybe then his head would not pound as badly as it was right now!

"we....we...ummm... we .....saved you....you were flung out of the stormy sea....late this evening..."......"Your in a japanese house..."

"What...??....i mean.....how?????/....holy crap"....realization dawned upon him......he had been trying to escape from the japanese prison late this evening.....until he'd

been caught off guard...and beaten...yet he escaped....stole a boat...and plunged himself into the raging sea..............until the storm hit him...........and then......he

probably became unconsious....

"Your japanese??...."......"i mean...you stay here...?...".......he questioned her....narrowing his eyes again at her....more questions started to grip him ....

"Yes...I certainly do...."...riddhima answered in an instant....

having some things in his mind now sorted he realized anger was dawning upon him.. at once he said
"Im sorry to say but you guys are pretty ruthless......im ashamed that iv been saved by a japanese today..."

Riddhima was shocked by his response....she could not bear to see the courageous side of him....he was almost intrepid...unshaken by fear...

"What do you mean?....you do know we could hand you over to the police right??....We saved you!"

"Well....as i told you before....im ashamed of myself....of being in the mercy of a japanese....you should not have saved me...and anyways...how does it matter if im dead

or alive??....your anyways going to turn me into a prisoner once im fit as a fiddle right??.......im used to you guys......doesnt make a difference...dead or alive...i told

you....you guys are ruthless....come on..hand me over!!..."he glared at her angrily....

What she had said about saving his life made no difference to him as he thought ..... or rather knew that soon he would again be rotting in the japanese prison, trying to find

other escape route till death would finally engulf him!

Though he glared at her angrily ,what was actually buried deep inside his eyes was ......... fear......he was afraid to face the dark, hopeless, devastating future life held

ahead for him...

"Hand you over??....Ruthless??.......we SAVED you....from the sea...you were horribely wounded...and your bleeding did not seem to stop....i know your petrified by the

japanese because you were in prison....but we'r gonna leave you free ...not arrest you to the police!!!..."
she tried to explain but all in vain... she knew she had to show some patience as he was obviously not in a good health to argue.....but she could not help but retort in this

loud manner!!!

it wasnt her fault that this man here was just yelling at her , blaming her to do unhuman things like leading his life to misery by handing him over!!! how could he even say

that after what she and rahul had done for him!!!!! no one else would have ever thought of doing what they had!!!! and this was definitely not a way to thank them for their

help! she wanted to go on and explain to him but before she could think or do anything else he yelled again.....

"Ha!!..right....petrified??...Wrong...i HATE the japanese....they deserve to be hanged...and your gonna leave me....FREE???......Ha!!...you know what i am not that stupid to

believe that nice story you just made up to mislead me and keep me here till ur stupid , ruthless japanese army arrived!!!..guess what!!!im ready.....call them...i am not

afraid to face people like u!!!"

She thought the man was inexplicable....unable of being explained...the way he was showing disrespect disgusted her...his flimmant nature made her scared now...
anger was still in her mind but fear was taking over the earlier expression....

Stammering she continued to further explain .... "I....i...." ... but she was at a loss of words.... she had no clue as to what to say , or what not to , .........

' oh god...i wish rahul was here........' silently she prayed in her mind......

the person sat there still ......trying to read her eyes, her expressions, her feelings......he wanted to know exactly what was going on in her mind .... one second she was

being all nice and helping him drink water and sit down and all and the next she was absolutely angry with him and then she was turning pale white and getting all scared!!!

he read her perfectly well...... no expression of hers being able to hide itself from his eyes...

of course he knew he was the reason as to why she was undergoing such changes.... but still he could not help but question himself the obvious.....

he saw her trembling soft pink lips ..... her scared dark yet innocent hazel eyes.... her milky soft skin .... unknowingly he was observing her in and out carefully... it was as if

he wanted to get to know her better.... there was this extremely weird feeling falling upon him and he was in no condition to understand it.....He suddenly felt ashamed at

himself for saying all those disguested words..in the harshest of tone...afterall he looked much better...his condition must have been worse before...after being flung out of

the sea...atleast he was alive...he had sticthes too he observed...the lady must have taken good care of him..............He felt sick saying those harsh words to her...
She looked so fragile and delicate...like she would burst into tears any moment due to fear...he examined her carefully trying to decipher her fickering emotions......dont be so silent now...he thought.....he wanted to apologise for his rude behaviour....but then...

The bell rang that minute....as if an answer to her request........

it shook him out of the momentery trance..... he realized what he had been doing.... he was actually getting attracted to his enemy!!! he felt terrible about it ..... he called

himself an hypocrite for what he had just been thinking!! it was an absolute irony to what he had said about the japanese!!! the disappeared anger came back and the

settling curiosity about the stranger in front of him was lost in thin air..... of the person who was going to be the cause

for his suffering which was to start again! he felt disgusted with himself!!!

"Guess theyv arrived...."....He smirked..."Time to be tortured again....happy now are u?????"

Riddhima was making her way to the door , thanking god for helping her out in that situation , but just before leaving it she heard his voice again....and the rudeness in that

voice just made her anger boil to a 100degree and she hated herself for praising this man sometime ago... how could she even admire such a man????? she thought.......

as he saw her leave he wanted to pour more of his anger out... ......before gamblimg with his life more.... before trying his luck again.....

"And yes...i AM an indian....................Will you let me go free now...??..."....he said sarcastically...smirking...

part 4 guys...really sry for the horrible delay!!!!......................hope the part made up for it!!....

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thanx so much for yr patience...and sorry again!!!

part 5

Riddhima hurridely ran to the door and unlocked all the securing bolts...taking her a few minutes to see rahul's tired and anxious face...eagerly waiting to know what would be the condition at home...

He studied her exasperated face.... He noticed her normal soft breathing had turned into a deep strenuous one..

"Ab uski halat kaisi hai....?"....Rahul asked with concern in his voice....

"Usse abhi abhi hosh aaya hai rahul....."...Riddhima replied slightly annoyed.....and worried...

Sensing the annoyence in her voice....he asked..."Sab theek to hai nah....?....."

"Actually....jab se woh utha hai...woh humari neeyat pe shak kar raha hai... use lagta hai ki hum use waapas jail bhej denge... use hum par bharosa nahi hai ..."riddhima replied...concerned about rahul's reaction...

"i think hume use waqt dena chahiye .... aur use theek se samjhana chahiye... " rahul said with patience.....calmness in his voice....he knew the state the soldier was going through was the same as he himself was now...by sheltering him....it was against japan but not against humanity...Rahul pondered his thoughts....

"Shayad tum theek keh rahe ho .... uski haalat bahut kharab hai ... use dekhbhaal ki zaroorat hai .... jab use pata chal jayega ki hum yeh sab uski bhalai ke liye kar rahe hai woh humse theek se bartav karega ..... lekin waise bhi woh hamare saath zyada din nahi rahega .... use jald hi jaana hoga..."....Riddhima said reluctantly..her anger towards the stranger melting...slowly....

" Theeke let me go look at his condition now ..."Rahul said turning to leave to his room...

" Oh aur main ek baat to batana bhool hi gayi ........ woh ek indian hai!" ....Riddhima added...her thoughts rewinding the conversation she had with him....

They did not realize all this while that hidden in the dark shadows was a darker blur figure.... limping and eavesdropping on the couple.... trying to acquaint himself to the unknown couple's true colours ...

He wanted to know their real thoughts.... he did not want to hear any rehersed dialogues or plays that the unknown couple might have been planning to display in front of him ... he was tired of seeing and listening to fake , unreal, unworthy words ... he only wanted the truth .... he wanted to see nothing but the actual dangers that were ahead of him.... he was eager to know whether this couple was a blessing , a boon , a promising future or only some danger , threat and a disheartening future.............

Just a while ago only the thought of escaping from here clouded his already tired mind.....His earlier intention was only to escape from this japanese house ....he had thought " accha mauka hai ... woh baahar gayi hai aur main jalldi se bhaag sakta hoon ... waise bhi unhe kya lagta hai?? main us ladki ki jhoothi kahani par bharosa kar loonga..... i am going to escape soon!!... these japanese people are nothing but treacherous....i will not be decieved by them...no matter what" ...

and so he carefully weaved his way through the darkness... trying to look for some loophole , some strategy for escaping... he tiptoed into the darkness trying to find a brighter path of future.....but just then some vioce from his inner conscious spoke out louder than his own voice reminding him that these people were indian ..... and they did not have any intentions of harming him... ( according to what that lady had said.....)Afterall ... no matter where a person resides he would still be loyal to his country in his soul and heart......

But the momentary thought could not reside in his mind for long and the soldier soon realizing his present situation ,crawled down the steps, ready to make his escape, and thats when he heard the couple discussing about him ....

The words of the lady,, that had been said to her husband, repeated in his mind ....

" shayad tum theek keh rahe ho .... uski haalat bahut kharab hai ... use dekhbhaal ki zaroorat hai .... jab use pata chal jayega ki hum yeh sab uski bhalai ke liye kar rahe hai woh humse theek se bartav karega ................."

He realized that maybe he had stated his decisoin against them too soon ... maybe they were really trying to help him out ........ but his ego did not allow him to even think that he might have been wrong about his prior thoughts about these people....Thinking he was unwell right now...and not in a condition to face another adventure he thought of taking advantage of the current situation....by letting them harbour him...letting them take care of him...if he escaped from the house he wouldnt be in a position to escape the japanese warriors or the police....Staying back in the house was the safest...until the coast was clear for him...until the japanese warriors haulted their search for a american soldier he would stay......even if he needed to be under the mercy of some pityful people...he was needed by his country soon....he cared for his well being more than his ego.....he needed to return to his army.....in a healthy condition......

Making up his decision....he returned to the room he was put in......

"May we come in...?...."......Rahul asked politely...his voice rigid....

As soon as the prisoner turned...Rahul noticed his physique which due to the earlier operation tension he had failed to notice....He looked well built for an american war prisoner for sure...even if he was tortured by the japanese...

His face reflected various emotions rahul could not decipher.....it was hard to make out that the prisoner was being so cynical.....doubting these people...

"Im Dr.Rahul...I think you know by now how you reached here.....?....".......

Rahul stated as a matter of fact....."My wife here has explained only the facts to you....no false in it...."...

"You also might be knowing the condition you were in.....and how we treated upon you and saved your life.....Its hard..i know...for a war prisoner especially an american to believe that a few japanese people saved him....but well thats the truth...and we have no other intentions besides leaving you free once your fit to join your army...trust us....have faith in our nothing but honest words....
As a doctor...humanity comes first for me....and probably for you defence does...its kind of subjective you see....but there's no need here for you to put on an act of defiance.....Your free to leave when you want.....or even escape for that matter....whichever you think comes first for YOU........"......

Rahul stated with poise and dignity in his voise...

Stupefied and taken aback by this....the prisoner was about to respond when...

"Take your time.....We'l be downstairs....And yeah...the window is open...yr free to escape...if you doubt us....".....rahul stated as he turned and left....

Riddhima slightly perplexed herself stared at the prisoners expression...he was indeed slightly bewildered....but not frightened.... even a bit...afterall he WAS a prisoner...To her he still looked intrepid..unshaken by fear....It all seemed so appaling to her all of a sudden....

She saw him engaged in his thoughts....and decided to follow rahul out....just as she was leaving the room...

"Umm...Riddhima...?...".....the prisoner called out...hoping he got the name right....he heard it only once....He knew she thought he was like some ungodly evil person......

Riddhima haulted and turned...

"Umm....I...apologise...i shouldnt have behaved that rudely in our previous encounter......i was being....umm... cynical....you know...Thanks for all the help....and for sheltering me here....my army needs me alive....and i am...thanks to you...and.....him....You were kind enough to gratify my needs...".....

He looked into her eyes and stated....calculating and maneuvering his every move.....he needed to stay right here till he knew himself he was safe and in a cured condition....

She stared at him...increduously....."I understand ....you being a prisoner...your mind would approach only such a thought....But its alright...Your safe....atleast for now..and before the army finds you...you should leave as soon as possible....speak to my husband...he would be knowing an appropiate time..."...she said...still slightly afraid.....but sort of relaxed after his apology...

"Riddhima?...."...she heard rahul called from down....

"We'l wait downstairs for you.....umm?"....Riddhima asked...slightly inquisitive...after getting to know he was indian...which she had completely forgotten until now...

"Armaan...."...the prisoner stated.....instantly...

"Armaan...?"...she whispered back...."Well we'l wait down then..."....

She turned instantly to leave...but still had her mind engaged in other questions....about this INDIAN american war prisoner...But she din know if this was right time to ask...she still wasnt free of all her inhibitons...when she was...she would ask............................maybe........

Pensively armaan thought that whatever the reason they were sheltering him....or protecting him.....was no concern to him...it was his own safety which was important...and as long as he was safe there was nothing to worry about.....a few days here and he'l be able to join his army.......battle against japan again.....he thought....and the thought of returning back safely brought a happy smile to his face replacing the frown on his face which seemed to have placed itself comfortably their for a looooong time... not wanting to leave.....not wanting him to be happy again.........

"The doctor seems to have moral intregity in him...scrupulous gentleman.....But when it comes to being a patriotic citizen....his integrity dissapers...and i HATE people being less than patriotic to their country....if i was in his place...i would not give an oppurtunity for my enemy to survive...."........Armaan thought...smugly...

Sooner or later he would have to leave this place to join his army...but till the japanese cleared way for him he would stay...and probably strategize his next moves from here...using this house or family to his own advantage and to the advantage of japan....they might come to some help later on...of course to their own disadvantage....but thats not what he cared for now....he cared about him....and america....and to destroy the japanese...well atleast some...who would not let the americans rest in peace....it was intolerable to armaan.....

Anger boiled upon him...as he remembered how many incidents and wars happened between America and Japan...and how he lost his own family in the recent terror attacks...and how innocent people suffered.....Being in the army...the recent terror incidents triggered him more....afterall he lost all his loved ones...and his colleagues...the recent attacks were uncalled for.....but now he had the right oppurtunity to terrorize his enemy's.....and probably living in the same house as them was his first step.......................................to accomplish his mission.........he thought the japanese people were seriously heinous...intolerable....

Finally making up his mind he made his way down.....hoping his plan would work...he had to do this...for himself...for america....no one else...He was given a passport to freedom...a new lease of life...and he definately would not let it go to any waste.....

He saw them waiting downstairs.....with nothing but pure silence in the big bunglow...

Silence was something that seemed to have a permanent residence in their house..... and it did not look like the couple was really bothered to do anything about it...to replace it..... they were now used to the silence , the quietness..... it seemed to give them some sense of security....... it had been a long time since laughter had visited this lonely bungalow....... but just like all the others ,even the couple did not know what was in stock for them in the near future.....they did not know whether Change would come knocking to their door suddenly one day .....

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part 6

"Ah....Mr.Prisoner...Looks like youv made yr decision...already... but before that....please help yourself for dinner...you must be famished...?..."

....Rahul asked the soldier as he saw him slightly limping and approaching them...

Riddhima looked up to see him near the couch...she wondered if he came to announce whether he was going to stay here ........or leave.....she herself was apprehensive about his decison..

"And....hows the wound now?...you were badly hurt...hope the painkillers did the effect..."...rahul asked him... but there was not much concern visible in his voice .. it was a very robotic tone he asked it in .. as if it was just his job to ask the question ..... just something that was compulsory for him.......

"Sightly better...but my leg might need some more rest...its throbbing...

Umm...Iv....actually....um... made up my mind to stay here for few days....till i recover...there's really no point fighting for my country when my vitality is so weak..."...he said reluctantly...

even though his mind was made...with a firm decision...but he had to be calculative now...at this point...he could not let go off this oppurtunity at any cost....EVEN if these people were sheltering him....they still seemed implausible to him.....what if they did hand him over later..?...and this was some major strategy of theirs against the enemy ?...

but risking with his life was armaan's old game........ he had always lived on the edge.....taking risks was a part and parcel of his duty... it was a part of being in the army...he was ready to jump off a high cliff if his country america asked for it .......

"And my army needs me in a vital and healthy condition to fight...not like this...It might be a hinderance to them in fact..."...he said...

Rahul raised his eyebrows...impressed at his integrity...patriotism...

"Well then since you have made up your mind...your free to reside here.....but of course at your own cost....what i meant was....we wont be any harm to you....but our army might...But then we'l be as much punished as you would be....so you know the danger we would face sheltering you...".....

Armaan realized that probably they would be in grave danger by keeping him...it was a downright offence to the country....a callous attitude towards their country.....

"Hence you need to leave.......or escape the moment your conditon improves...the moment you think your fit to join your army.....actually the moment we think...but yes your route to escape will be decided and planned by you...only a boat shall be provided to you...doing favours more than that for my enemy will be like backstabbing my own country...and i think iv already been unfaithful enough...."....rahul stated...his voice softening towards the end...but he hadnt lost the poise in it...

Riddhima stared at both of them...not knowing what would transpire next....

"Sure...i would....i cannot be at a mercy of a few japanese for a long time...but nevertheless i would thank you for saving my life...it was indeed grateful of you.."...."and your wife..."....armaan said diverting his gaze to riddhima...

"Well...i told you....i was on duty...not saving a dying pateint in front of me is more than a crime...Anyways its pretty late....i have a surgery early tommorow...your dinner is served right here on the table....Lets make a move up then riddhima.."....

"And...we would do your dressing again for your leg and the wound before i leave for the hospital tommorow...Good night.."...rahul stated and left for his room...with riddhima quietly following him behind....

The indian food cooked was indeed delicious...it reminded him of his mom's recepies...which she specially prepeared when he would return home...............back from a grusome war...he loved indian food!......in all this mess that he had gotten into, he had forgotten how hungry he was ... only when he saw and tasted the food did his mind tell him that he had not eaten food for a looooooong time ... and such yummy food just added to his already growling stomach.......

he decided to quickly retire for the night as his head was throbbing and leg swelling again...he would take the painkillers and take rest...until next morning....
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"Knock Knock...".....Riddhima waited in front of his door...with a few old cothes of rahul which she was going to dispose...but decided to hand them over to the temporary visitor...he had only the ones which rahul had made him wear after his surgery.....

Armaan quickly put on his shirt and opened the door...

"Good morning...umm...i thought you might need these...i was going to give them away..but then you could use them till your here..."...riddhima said...

"Oh...thanks so much...actually i....."

"Riddhima?...."....she heard rahul call from downstairs....

"Umm...Rahul will come to check you up in a bit...just change..."...riddhima told him and hurridely rushed down...

"Breakfast riddhima...i need to leave early...and even check on him before i do.."...rahul told her..

Without delaying she quickly served him the toasts and boiled eggs.....

"Rahul...iv given few of your old clothes to armaan...he could use them till he is here...its ok nah?.."...she asked rahul...knowing he would not really have a problem...

"Hmm...fine...what did u call him by the way..?..."rahul asked staring at her...inquisitive..

"Umm...Armaan...i um..asked him his name..."....."Since he was indian...so..."....

"Hmm...Armaan...indian...well ok...he must be knowing we'r indians too..on that pretext there's not much to worry about when am not around...but still do be careful riddhima....."....he told her...worriedly...

"Yes...rahul...il take care of myself...plz don worry so much about me at work...il ring you up if i need any help..."...she replied...hoping he would calm down...armaan couldn do much to her if he was even slightly grateful to them for saving his life......

"Well ok...il go check on him then...before i leave for my surgery at the hospital..."

"Hmm...the wound seems to be healing...but it would need some more medications..and rest......"....rahul said examining the bullet wound...."Dont strain yourself too much alright...?......Iv left the medicines right here...keep taking them at the intervals iv mentioned on the sheet there..."

"Umm....riddhima would you please dress the wound on his leg...?...im running late and i have an important surgery at the hospital..."....he said glancing towards his wife...

"Oh....ok..il do it...you should carry on then...."she said..she had seen rahul do the dressing last night...so she would be able to handle it...

"Hmm...ok then...take care....armaan....il check on you once im back...."Rahul said getting up to leave...but you could see the nervousness as he stared at riddhima while leaving...he was distressed leaving her alone with the stranger...but helpless at the same time too...he could not sit at home just to monitor him...he had other important patients waiting for him .... and he would have to give a false reason for not being able to come for work ... and lying was something rahul disliked to the core .....

"Riddhima...apna khayal rakhna...aur ise akele hi is kamre me aaram karne dena.......tum apne kaam see kaam rakhna...jab tak mein aa na jau ok?"......What he dint know was that armaan understood each word very well and immediately glanced up to look at his wife's response...
Riddhima just nodded her head...

Armaan definately anticipitated this from rahul.....

He heard the silent exchange of words between the couple...and came to a conclusion that rahul definately thought that he was a potensial threat to the house...and unsafe for the people living in it.....which meant his wife as no one else did reside in the big bunglow...and he was only performing his duty as a doctor...he knew the moment rahul would notice his condition was improving he would not let him stay another minute in this house....afterall he was riddhima's husband and had the complete authority to protect her.............................from a war prisoner!.....which actually kind of made him mad....what did rahul expect armaan to do with his wife??.....he was here to do bigger and more devastating things than play around with his wife or bunglow....!!....did rahul think he was some heinous american war prisoner??....it kind of disgusted armaan...

As she saw rahul leaving she picked up the cotton..dettol and the bandage to start his dressing....She carefully removed his bandage...and soaked the blood with dettol...she patiently cleaned the wound...making sure it wound not hurt him...

Her mind pondered with thoughts about this indian american war prisoner...but she really did not want to make conversation at this moment...it wasnt appropiate...neither did he trust them...nor did they trust him...it was definately not the right time...

He stared at her deep hazel eyes which were constantly moving as she cleaned his wound with utmost care...
He was actually curious whether she was afraid to be alone with him....he was sort of anticipating an outburst from her when they had their first conversation....she seemed so fragile like she would breakdown any moment during that time...she did seem afraid and disgusted at him at that time..
Was she regretting the decision of harbouring him?......Was she still petrified of him?....Even after his apology...he did mean it....atleast some of it...he was alive because of her and their nursing....
He wondered if she told rahul what had transpired between them and how discourteous he had been to her when rahul was not around because if she did then the couple would definetely be skeptical about him...and would want him to vacate their house at the earliest...but vacating this house soon would not help him accomplish his mission...

He had bigger plans ......He was planning to make this house as his base...and stratisize his next movements from here...contact his army through them and his perseverance....
He had to be more pateint and circumspect....and pretend not to be cynical about them anymore.......pretend...yes he had to pretend...that was his first plan.. to win over this couple...it was very evident that the couple were trying to unburden themselves of him as soon as possible...rahul was performing a doctor's duty and his wife was just supporting him...and a doctor's duty is over when his pateint has recovered....and thats not what armaan wanted....yes he did want to recover...but recover while he could harm the japanese...

Thats it...he HAD to win over this couple...just had to...armaan thought with a smug smile on his face..."lets get to work then shall we??" he thought to himself....

"Umm...the food was really good last night...and i was starving...i really owe you and your husband so much..."...armaan said...staring at her dressing his wound meticulosuly..\

Riddhima was taken up by surprise and his voice really made her fingers tremble and made her hands jerk.... she was too busy concentrating in her work and having a conversation with armaan and that too he taking the initiative of starting a conversation was the last thing she had thought ...after all he was arrogant..... at least according to her ........

"oh thank you and its alright...actually if my husband werent a doctor we could have never saved you..."....she replied carefully bandaging back the wound on his leg.....relaxed to notice that he was indeed grateful to rahul....

"So i guess you would have handed me over to the police then if your husband wasnt a doctor............??...".....

armaan asked...intrigued by her answer....looking into her deep hazel eyes...there was some magnetic pull to her he thought ... it had not even been five mins since he had decided to USE this couple and now .. here he was ... being attracted to this complete stranger....what did he know about her other than her name????? but yes.... he thought... 'her eyes are so beautiful... dark hazel eyes with just innocence hidden in them....with her hair just perfectly falling in front of them...obstructing her view of the wound...i cannot avert my gaze from them .. actually i dont want to!! ................. her lips..delicate n soft ..uh oh!!!..hey dude wake up!! what the hell are u doin???? remember your mission!!!! its obviously more inportant than this extremely beautiful girl sittin in front of u....HOLD on!! not again ....... i should focus on something else!!! yes!!! see that big old table there....thats interesting.... good !! see not that difficult to divert myself is it?? haha!!! wonder what had happened to me sometime ago...

armaan was having contradicting emotions within him....... he kept losing his focus from his work and started admiring her and then suddenly he would wake up and think of himself as a fool to be attracted to her and then again he would fall for her and this process would repeat itself!!!

She wondered what kind of a question that was......"Umm...maybe...actually yes...we would have handed you over if rahul wasnt a doctor.....only for a doctor humanity wins over patriotism..."....she replied....thinking that was the truth..........or wasnt?...would she and rahul have saved him if rahul wasnt a doctor?......

Her voice brought him back from his tranceand smirking he replied..."Well...i guess i should thank rahul for being a doctor...................and not human then..?..cos in my opinion for a human there's nothing more important than being patriotic to your own country".....he replied...spitefully...pleased at himself...He was back to his repulsive self again..it did not take him long to put on his cover ...... a cover that kept his truself hidden .... this cover gave his nature a harsh , mean , rude and a selfish touch...... true armaan had been caged somewhere behind . deep down.... the true armaan had not always been this harsh........

Riddhima noticed the spiteful tone in his voice.. doubts pondered her head again...what did he mean...that they were NOT human..?..was he trying to mortify them?...this guy was really hard to decipher...afterall he was a war prisoner..

But then armaan realised that wasnt the best question....or answer....cos he noticed the change in her expression the moment he said that....

"Umm...i meant....whatever the reason is....im really thankful..."....he said cursing himself for saying the previous lines...

"Umm..i said it was alright....there...your dressing is done..."...she replied...not knowing if the process hurt him as she never had done it before...well he hadnt complained...so it must have been fine....

"Your medicines are on the bedside table...keep taking them as rahul prescribed...i need to arrange breakfast...."....Riddhima chanted off...trying to escape his other erratic questions....she did not have appropiate answers to them.....

"Thank you...so much....I can see myself returning to my army...safe...unscathed..."..Armaan smiled politely as he saw her leaving his room..

Riddhima just forced a pleasing smile and left the room....was he always going to be so........so....uncanny and peculiar?....

as she stood up she thought ' what is up with this guy?? i mean one minute hes all rude and the next all pleased with us !!! so difficult to know him , his thoughts!! not that i want to know him very well.... after all he is only a stranger!! he does not mean much to me ..... but yea there is a pull that forces my mind to think of him and i cannot deny that ..... maybe its just because hes an indian .... and maybe because hes so handsome ... he is hurt and yet he stands tall and has dignity and strength attatched to every part of his nice , tall , strong frame .....he is just like an army officer ... his arms ... so well toned.. !! for the past few minutes i have been just standing here joblessly staring at him .... did my thoughts reflect on my face???? is that why he is looking at me like that??? oh no!! i have to leave now!!!

but armaan didnt notice any of her emotions ..... he had sunk again into that wierd feeling he was having about riddhima... he was lost in her face admiring her hair and eyes and everything he could see!!!

"main neeche hi rahoongi ... agar kuch kaam ho to aap mujhe bula sakte hai ... ohk ...."

her words brought him back to reality and both of them felt really awkward about what they had just been thinking about..... life seemed to have started playing its funny games with them.....life was rolling the dice of their life instead of them and only life knew how many paces and when they could move on ........

Part 7

Armaan sat bored on the bed..he was never unoccupied before....riddhima had said she was arranging
breakfast...he wondered if he should go down...and not trouble her to bring her bring the food up...

Well...so he decided to go down...he needed to get out of this room for a while now...

He saw her preparing breakfast...her hair tied up losely and a few strands falling out .... which were constantly irritating her and she would just move them by blowing upwards through her pink soft lips .... they would fall into their place but not for long before they again came down to tickle her face .....again...
she seemed to be making some thing like parathas with full concentration ...trying to make sure they would be rolled into a proper round shape and not be burnt when placed in the pan ....

All she is was wearing was a simple kurta chudidaar , had no makeup on except kaajal...yet armaan thought she was pretty attractive......he smiled seeing her level best to put those loose strands right in place...

Just then she looked up to see him...decending the stairs...she noticed he was wearing rahul's half sleeve white tee..which she had given armaan...it fitted armaan just perfectly revealing his flawless brawn...his hair was just messed up...like usual....but it seemed proper on him...

Riddhima jerked out of her senses the moment she burnt her finger on the pan while she was seeing...umm.... admiring his well toned body....and ruffled up hair ......
"ouch!! "she shrieked..

"Riddhima....yr umm finger....let me..."....armaan said approching her...willing to help....

"No...its ok...il handle it...why dont you just wait at the dining table..il get the food...."....she said...washing her finger with running water...what was she thinking when she burnt her finger...?
well he could actually turn any girl on with that chiseled body and those looks...she admitted....

Not knowing what exactly to do... if he should wait and help or just agree to what she said.... 'maybe i should just go she does not look very comfortable with my presence' thinking so he left.......

" I hope am not giving you much trouble....with the cooking..n all"....he asked politely...when he saw her bringing his food...

"Umm..not really...i actually like cooking..great pastime in this house...there's not much to do here you see..."....She replied...

"Yes..i can....so umm how long have you been in japan...?..."...he asked trying to start a conversation...

"Since my marriage...which would be around 6 months.."...she replied....pretty casually...

"Oh...So i guess you were in india before that...?...."he asked viewing the parathas she brought....from what he had last night...he knew she was a pretty good cook...

"Yes..i was...in india..."....she replied...

"Iv been in america like my entire life....but iv visited india a couple of times....and it is a wonderful place to live in.......you must be missing the place right...?".......he asked her...in an attempt to get to know her better...

"Of course...i do...i miss it....like a lot.....and there is really no place like that".....she said..remembering those days.....before her marriage....she had such a blissful life with her dad...her friends...her entire world resided in india...she had stayed in india her entire life...in fact she hadnt moved from mumbai itself....being born and brought up there she was addicted to that city...and could not imagine her life without that city and its people...riddhima loved the atomosphere there...the crowds..the
places...everything was just so addictive....Her carrer as a fashion designer was going just great....her dad was glad that she was doing what she always wanted to do in her life...riddhima had an almost complete life...and knew the moment that "someone" would enter her life it would be more than complete...she wouldn have to depend on her dad anymore...there would be someone else!!........................but she never presumed that that someone would be rahul....who she had to marry...forecfully marry due to hard circumstances......she never presumed she had to leave her life behind...her job..her friends...mumbai...and her dad?..her dad had already planned on leaving her...already arranging her marriage.... how was she supposed to remain happy after this..?...she would have to start all over again in japan.....with her husband...who she knew she never would love...because she knew that rahul was never meant to be her's.....her marriage was just a compromise...which she knew would never turn into anything else...not even close to love...

"Umm....riddhima?.."he asked...trying to get her back to the conversation...she seemed really lost at the moment....

"Oh....am sorry...just got diverted to the old days.....you know....memories...that's all that's ever left behind...all i do is just cherish them now....iv never stayed anywhere else except india..soo...."...she said...sadness reflecting in her face...

"Memories....?...Leaving your family behind......yeah but i guess that's just a part of life...you know..marriage...commitment..."....armaan said....trying to bring her back to the convo...

Riddhima wished she had a family to rely on back in india...her dad was her only support....she was never actaully close to any of her friends...which made her dad her closest friend...but then....

"yeah family..."she said trying to remember what or who she could exactly call HER family now....

Armaan somewhere could comprehend her feelings....he too had lost his loved ones in the recent terror attacks...the thought suddenly raged him again...he had come to avenge his loved ones....and plus every married woman had to leave her family....was she not happy with her married life?....with rahul......?...he wondered.....anyways it was none of his bussiness....

Riddhima jerked out of her thoughts...to see armaan engaged in deep thinking...she wondered where his family was..?...were they awaiting him?....but they knew their son was in the army afterall.....riddhima always respected the fact that they were trying to savegaurd their country and its people their entire life without speculating the adversity of any situation.............sacrifice was the most enduring thing anyone could perform.....and she knew armaan would have done just that if they had not saved him.....what would have happened to all his loved ones waiting for him to come back home...?......his colleagues...?........even though this aspect of being in the army was scary....the soldiers part of any army would gladly give their life as a sacrifice....afterall wasnt this a part of their job....?.....she wondered if his family ever regretted their decision of sending their son to the army...especially now since they dint know that he had escaped death.....

"Would you want to inform any one about your survival......?...."....she felt a sudden urge to ask this....

He looked back at her...distracted from his previous thoughts...."Inform?.....they would have been already...."American War Prisoner escapes from the japanese central prison....only to be plunged into the raging sea.....and hence never seeing life again..."...he remarked...
"No riddhima...i wouldn really not take any chance to burden my army with danger...its best they think im no more till i read back safely..."...

"And your family...?..."riddhima asked...politely...not comprehending what his reaction would be...

Armaan could feel himself choking....a lump forming in his throat....could he tell her?.......no...not now...

"Umm...maybe i will....but not now..."...he stammered...not looking straight at her...

"Not now...?....but why??..."riddhima asked intrigued....

"Riddhima...its just...its not the right time..."armaan said...with slight nervousness reflecting in his voice....

"Not the right time?.....what do u mean...??..."she found it really peculiar....him not telling his family...for riddhima her family was her top most priority....

"Why do you need to know??.....i know whom to infrom when alright??...and its.. not...so...important........"...he din know what else to tell her....!...more over he was getting agitated discussing this...

"Not important??...wat do u mean?....they must be wanting to hear from you armaan!...since the day you left them!....how could you be so inconsiderate.....??....riddhima asked incredulously... she could not stop herself...this guys wasnt wanting to inform anyone about his survival??...why??....

Inconsiderate??.....armaan was losing his temper .... his eyes losing their innocence ... he was becoming distressed and wrestless talking about his family ....and more over he was willing to give his life for his people and she was being so....so crude.......pata hai uska bahut bada ehsaan hai mujhpar but there is no need for her to intefere in my matters!!he thought...annoyed...

"Riddhima....??......"....his anger was really boiling now...

"I think iv already thanked you enough for saving my life...and have shown my gratefullness to you!.......and your husband!....that doesnt mean..YOU tell me what i should do next........you shouldn be bothering so much about your ENEMY...for once perform your duty as a citizen!..."armaan said...resentfully...oblivious to the fact that she was showing only some concern towards him...

Riddhima was apalled at what he uttered....she was just beggining to develop a feeling of compassion towards him.....but then she realized he wasnt worthy of it...!!.. what did she ask him to do anyways??.....just infrom his family!!....why was he so enraged??.....what was up with this guy??...i think il do just what rahul asks and what is needed....nothing more.....!....she was really frustrated at his behaviour....his uncanny and extremely savaged nature...

"Your right...i shouldn be bothering about MY enemy............am sorry....not for behaving rudely with you......but for disrespecting my country!...".....with that she strided upstairs...not wanting to see reaction or his face anymore!!......

Armaan stood there...the anger which gripped him was slowly fading away.......did he do the right thing?.... first he lied to her...and probably for no fault of hers screamed at her....though she had left he could still see her ........ her image still clear in front of his eyes......
"She was in a good mood..... being friendly with them is very important right now considering my situation!! god i always do this....afterall she was just trying to be sympathetic and her face reflected only care and innocence ....and i had to turn that into into a hurtful and dejected one...!!"......he thought....furious to himself..... "Armaan....!...at this rate....your gonna be kicked out soon!!....but he knew this wasnt the only reason he needed to apologise for ....she seemed perturbed already when they were discussing about her family........he dint want her to be upset coz of this too.......!afterall she confided in me....a prisoner..!....... but well...she was harsh too!....calling me inconsiderate.. ......when i almost slayed myself for my people ............but well she was oblivious to the truth...so maybe her reaction was pretty indigenous......armaan reminded himself...

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She decended downstairs...to find the kitchen spik and span....??....as far as she remembered she had to still clear the breakfast plates and wash last night dishes....

"Hope its clean enough....havent done all this since i left.....umm actually escaped.....prison"....Armaan asked from behind.....a grin playing on his face...waiting to catch a glimpse of her responce....

"You....?....i mean you did all this....??..."....she asked disbeliefed...turning around to him

"Yeah....why?....its not proper?....i told you i left practice..."...he smirked....winking at her....flashing his dimpled smile .... he had to win her .... in the sense in a way that would make them friends ... yea just friends ...

"But....you really dint have to....afterall your a..."...she said nervously.....looking down... as she heard him interuppting her...

"A...?....Prisoner?.....oh...am sorry......i guess am supposed to be "imprisoned" in this place too......"..........he said turning back to leave......he knew she din really think good of him...and probably thought it was a crime to let a prisoner help out too!.....

"Umm...no i meant...your afterall...a....guest.....doesnt matter if we are sheltering you....the decision afterall was ours..."...."she replied uneasily...

Baffled armaan din think of himself as a "guest".......but whatever if they did...good for him!.........

"Guest?.....this is just a small favour on my behalf for what you guys have done....and yeah my way to apoligize too....for my behavior..."

Riddhima thought about the morning incident.... everytime i try to figure him out ... his nature ... his past ... ... he just manages to make me mad and mystify me... and then creates another impression of himself...... riddhima thought....she was getting even more curious and intrigued ....and wanted to let herself know important things that revolve around him and important things he revolved around .....maybe she was becoming too much of a interference....afterall it is his life...and he decides what he wants to do!

"oh its okay .... its really not your fault... i shouldnt bother u too much ...."riddhima said..trying to be indifferent to him..

"Bother me..?...i think its the other way round...i know am being too much trouble here...but i guess your reaction was pretty much anticipated..."...Armaan said but he actually wanted to know what he had trigged that she got so mad earlier...

Riddhima dint think similar...sure it might have been expected...but not from her...because she never did....unless the matter affected her...a lot...she wouldn want to give him any more advice or infact justify for her behaviour in the morning .....

"Umm...i guess so......"............riddhima said coldy... thinking it was best not to indulge into getting him to know more......................

Armaan found her reaction pretty wierd....she sounded apprehensive.....he knew she was affected by the way he behaved with her in the morning...it was definately not right....

"Am....sorry..?....i din mean to hurt you...its just...well....i need to take certain precautions you see..."...armaan said...approaching her..hoping she would apprend his apology...

"I said nah....its really alright....afterall you helped cleaning the entire mess in the kitchen....thats enough for an apology..."...she replied..going back to the kitchen...

Armaan grinned hearing that...so she liked what he had done...?.....but she still seemed a little unsettled...

"And...i will infrom them....at the earliest..."...he said...following her to the kitchen...he din want to seem inhuman in front of her...!

Riddhima turned around to face him..."If you say so...you know armaan its wierd how you much concern yourself with yr army and america...but dont infrom the people who'v been probably worrying sick about you...i really think they deserve to know that your secure...unharmed......".....she said..looking straight at him....

She looked down.....uneasily....feeling his heavy gaze upon her...

Armaan looked at her....intently...her eyes reflecting only pure concern....grinning slightly he was pleased to see her considerate nature...afterall she was taking an initiative to infrom HIS loved ones...to let them know HE was safe right??....that definately disclosed a lot about her...and armaan was now willing to let himself indulge in letting him know her better...

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Qwerty123rty

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Posted: 17 years ago

hehehe.....isn't this inspired from the story 'The Enemy' but i would like to see how you turn this into a love story....but try and bring more differences between your story and The enemy which i think we'll see when the story progresses coz Enemy was a different story and this is going to be a love story right?

i really enjoyed reading the part.....

will wait for the next one

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forARever

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Posted: 17 years ago

Originally posted by: krati.mehra
hehehe.....isn't this inspired from the story 'The Enemy' but i would like to see how you turn this into a love story....but try and bring more differences between your story and The enemy which i think we'll see when the story progresses coz Enemy was a different story and this is going to be a love story right?

i really enjoyed reading the part.....

will wait for the next one

omggg...u figured!!!...yea it is inspired from The Enemy....!!!!.....but of course this is a love story...and yeah il make sure its wayy different from the original one....but anyways thanks for commenting...so much...

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aarora

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Posted: 17 years ago

hey nice ff..waiting fr next part....add me 2 ur PM list if nt a prblm..

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aravi

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Posted: 17 years ago

hey itz def inspired frm "the enemy" i ve read adt piece but it was all bout a tussel btw a doctor's duty or loyalty towards motherland but dis seems different yaar looking forward to it!!!!! but i remember d gurl hated d prisoner deyr hehe lets c wat riddhima feels 4 armaan here????? luv aravi

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soumya

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Posted: 17 years ago

hi😊

i donot anything abt the story enemy but i loved the concept

it was a lovely part

waiting for more parts

can u pm me when u update next time

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Posted: 17 years ago

amazing sweetie

i realllly lvoe the concept ssooooooo much

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shraddha

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Posted: 17 years ago

hey great start can't wait to read more😊

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Samina

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Posted: 17 years ago

amazing part

sounds really intresting

hope the guy is armaan

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Robin

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Posted: 17 years ago

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wow what agreat start! u both are wonderful writters, and i have not seen the Enemy or even heard of it actualy, but if the story is inspired by that, then im looking forward to how this unfolds! the injured soldier is obviously our armaan right!!!! well im quite excited about the story, so please continue soon!