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Hey Guys, this is my first one shot, so please excuse me if you find it boring and too cliched. š³ š
NOTE - this is a LONG one shot, therefore you need patience to read it. š
Bonded by a Necklace....
Birds chirped as the sun rose across the horizon, bringing a new day for all the people of New York City, as the clock hit six, people were already getting to work and children were getting ready for school, as they call it, it was the "rush hour!"
But in the heart of New York City there was one girl who was not busy at all, just standing at her balcony watching everyone, Gunjan Bhushan, the plain Jane as they say. Everything in Gunjan's life was a mess, even though she was a qualified lawyer and lived in her own apartment, there was still a lot of things missing from her life, her job was good but it was just not her, voicing your opinions is just not her thing, her apartment, it might seem nice but living alone in an apartment where the neighbours don't give a damn and prefer to stay strangers was not very comfortable, and finally her parents and family, as far as Gunjan knew she had her parents and a elder sister, but now she was alone, she had become an orphan 23 years ago at the age of two when her family went through a Car crash in India, there she lost everything and everyone, and to get away from the place that only gave her sadness she moved into New York City with her Uncle but then destiny didn't even want that for her, she lost him within 15 years when he died of heart attack and 17 year old Gunjan had to fight and struggle alone in this strange city.
Gunjan wiped her tears which were trickling down her cheeks and then sat down at her dressing table and opened up the top drawer. Slowly she took out a golden necklace, her uncle had told her that her mother had got two made, one for her and the other for her sister, apparently each necklace had a part of a broken heart, and together they form a whole. She put her hand over the half heart and read "Gunjan & ... an un break..." the rest was obviously written on her sisters part. The worst thing was that she didn't even know her name or what she looked like. Her life was a mess, but one thing was perfect and that was her more than a best friend Samrat.
As she heard the door bell ring she put the necklace on around her neck and opened the door to find Samrat. "hi gorgeous, good morning!" he said as he pulled her into a warm hug. "good morning Samrat" Gunjan replied. Samrat had been Gunjan's support for the last 8-10 years and slowly she had developed feelings for him, and she knew that Samrat also liked her but she was afraid, afraid that she would lose him too like everyone else she lost, her loved ones. Seeing Gunjan in deep thought Samrat spoke up "Guni what happened?" he didn't expect an answer and he was right Gunjan just smiled and went to make breakfast. He knew she had remembered her past, she had told him everything about her past and he knew she still hadn't forgot anything so he made it his duty to cheer her up. "Gunz guess what, this afternoon were going to the theme park okay? No excuses" he said as he hugged her from the back, hopefully this trip would make her feel better he thought.
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"come on yaar, hurry up were getting late!" a girl shouted at her friend who was standing in front of the mirror. "hold on, let me wear my necklace" she replied as she took a necklace with a half heart and placed it around her neck. "you are the limits, what is with you and that necklace! Anyway I'm gone" her friend said as she slammed the door on the way out. "you wont understand, only one person knows the secret and importance of this necklace, and that's Mayank". The girl said as a tear dripped down her cheek.
"good morning sweetheart" Mayank said as he entered the room, he noticed her holding her necklace "remembering your past again?" he asked as he hugged Nupur. She nodded and placed her head on his chest, a place where she found peace and comfort. "don't worry Nupur, I'm always with you"!
Nupur Bhushan, lived in New York City along with some friends and her boyfriend Mayank, they were in a live-in relationship and no one understood Nupur better than Mayank. They had been together for the last 10 years, when Nupur joined college after she came out of the orphanage. Spending her entire childhood in an orphanage didn't let Nupur enjoy her time as a child, maybe that's why she's so childish and bubbly till date. After the accident of her parents, she was the only one that had survived the tragic incident, but was it really worth it, living without the love of your loved ones and staying with some strangers, where you would get bullied and made fun of?! The only memory she had of her family was a necklace that she was given by her mother many years ago, one to her sister the other to her, and each had a broken heart, so when joined together they made a whole. She looked at her necklace laying on her neck, it read "....& Nupur ....able bond". Even though her childhood had bad memories, she was happy in her present life, that is were she had found Mayank and life seemed so perfect with him, she was happy but the sorrow of not having family still bothered and upset her.
"....alright come on Nupur, were going to your favourite theme park, now!" he said, Nupur didn't bother fighting back because she knew she would melt in front of him sooner or later. "teekh hai Mayank, by god I'll get ready!"
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An hour later they had arrived at the theme park. The first ride they both boarded was the rollercoaster, Nupur loved rollercoaster's but Mayank was not too keen on the whole idea so he let Nupur go on it while he waited. While Nupur was waiting for the ride to start, a girl around her age maybe younger sat down beside her. "I hope you don't mind me sitting here?" she asked politely. "course not" Nupz replied.
So as the ride started to move, Nupur grabbed the handle in front of her, and too her surprise so did the girl next to her. "you scared?" Nupz asked, "umm yes...kind of a habit since childhood you see" she replied. And before they could converse any longer, they were dropped down from the slope followed by the screams of everyone on the ride!!!
Nupur grabbed the girls hand next to her in fright, and with that she felt a strange feeling go through her body and into her mind bringing back many flashbacks, when she was born, her mother, father, her sister, her sister waving while she aboarded the car, and then the crash, that bought tears to her eyes, the sight of her parents dying in front of her, the blood dripping down their faces, their eyes shutting slowly, and then her? taken into a house? with unknown kids in an unknown city. As she came out of the memory she glanced at the girl beside her who was staring at her, she immediately apologized and went back to enjoying the ride.
And as the final slope came, it was the Girl this time that grabbed Nupur's hand, sending a feeling through her body too and into her mind, opening up all those pages, from page one, in that book, known as her life. When she was born, her parents, her sister, seeing her family drive away in the car, waiting for them to return quickly, and then seeing their dead bodies, her mother and father, eyes closed and covered in blood, not moving, and no sign of her sister, her guardian, being taken by her uncle into a city unknown. And as the book came to an end, her tears were flowing like a stream down her cheeks.
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As the ride came to an end, they both wiped their tears and got off the ride. While Nupur looked around for Mayank, she noticed the girl looking for someone too. "who are you looking for?" she asked "umm my friend Samrat, he was here a minute ago." she replied "and you?", "well I'm looking for my Bf Mayank, so is this Samrat just a friend or....?" Nupz asked teasingly "....a bit more than a friend actually, anyway I'm Gunjan", "Nupur". They both exchanged a quick handshake and then headed towards the beach as they saw Mayank and Samrat, together?!
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"here she comes" Mayank shouted as Nupur Joined him, "what's up?" she asked. "well jaan this is Samrat, Samrat Nupur." they both exchanged a highly energetic hi. "And this is Gunjan, Gunjan this is Mayank." they also swapped a brief Hello. "Anyway we should be going now" said Mayank, after their byes, Nupur and Mayank started to leave. "Nupur!" Gunjan shouted. Nupz turned around. "you dropped your necklace!" Nupur touched her neck to find that her necklace was not there, she ran back and picked it up, sighing of relief, slowly placing it back on her neck. "thanks, Gunjan, this necklace means the world to me", "given by Mayank huh?" Samrat asked, "just someone special" she said as she pulled Gunjan into a hug. "hey not fair, I wanna hug!" Samrat moaned as they all got into a group hug.
Somewhere both Nupur and Gunjan felt as if they were connected, but they pushed aside the feelings as the guys departed from the hug. Nupur and Gunjan also departed but something stopped them, as they look down, both their necklaces were tangled together.
As they both started to untangle the chains, something caught their eye, both the necklaces had a broken heart on them. Gunjan and Nupur stared at eachother, their eyes spoke volumes, slowly they put the hearts together, shock and surprise took over, with a mixture of emotions going through them both, the whole heart read: "Gunjan & Nupur, An unbreakable bond" and as feelings took over, they grabbed eachother into a hug, tears dripping down their cheeks, expressing tehri happiness.
Was it destiny or just pure good luck? Finally they both felt complete, the missing happiness that had abandoned their lives had finally been refilled, the craving for family was fulfilled, and these two sisters now had a bond between them, which was unbreakable, they were indeed bonded by a necklace!
There you go guys, I know this was very long.
if i bored you and you thought this was a waste of your time, i apoligize. š³
Please do comment and feel free to critisize. š³
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