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Alone, In this World??
Chapter One
Once, not to long of a time ago there lived a charming, little girl who would soon grow into a royal, rich princess. The odd thing was she was all balled up as she was crying with her hair blowing in the cool winter breeze and her white skin tight t-shirt drenched with tears. We see the king in his late 20's being carried past her. You could see the dark circles around the handsome man's eyes and you could easily make out the stains of tears and exactly where they stopped, something was not right. "In the honor of the king I shall announce his will" says a court man from across the lawn. "The only demand on the will is that all his property and rights will be passed onto his daughter and until she is 16 the duke will take care of it" the man continues.
(*~~*)
Sixteen years later in the town of Markham
You see a young, beautiful woman sitting in front of an elegant, mirror. Through the reflection of the mirror you see the gorgeous, wide, honey-brow n eyes sparkling in the dim light of the marvelous crystal chandelier. Her long, silky, and straight hair reaching down to her lower back swings as she smiles flashing a set of perfect teeth glistening in the sunlight. Again, for some odd reason there was something missing from that exceptionally beautiful face. The face which, anyone could look at and stay staring. It was solemn. "Riddhima" came a sound from somewhere nearby. "Coming" she replies with a hint of excitement. Riddhima steps forward with grace, complementing her blood, red dress rising just a little bit under her ankles. Running she reaches her bedroom door. Just then does realization strike her, it wasn't her they were calling, and it was just someone calling their daughter at the park below her window. She smiles seeing the duo of the father and daughter as he picked his darling daughter up spinning her around in the mid air as if there was no one around, as if there was no worry in the world. Suddenly, her eyes travel across the park to where a cute couple was sitting sharing their ice cream. Now you know the missing glow from the face, she felt lonely, she had no one to look after, she had no one who would love her unconditionally and look after her, not even her father. A tear slides down her cheek as she walks back to her table where, she continues writing in her dairy. Her face has unevenly drained its colour as she picks up her pen and dips it in the ebony black ink.
Chapter 2
Dear Diary,
It was a tremendous day, it was the day when my father and I were both out to the horse races, having the time of our lives, when the terror struck. Everything was just fine as it was until, an idea struck his brain. He decided to impress me and said he would ride a horse and beat the experienced horse riders. I was okay with that being only four years old. I pushed him out the door urging him on. He told my baby sitter to watch me and left. Of course, I now regret my stupid, insensible move. I mean why did I have to be so damn curious to see him on an animal. That was the worst day of my life, or should I describe it as the happiest day of my life, because it was the first and day with my father. I see him getting ready to sit on a horse, and he sees me clapping my hands anxiously. He starts with a slow pace and then is galloping by the other riders who are staring at him in utter shock at how awesome he rides. Little did he know he, being the
king was the only reason they could live he was the one who makes this a safe place to for them to build an empire. Someone around this place was green with envy. Just as he was about to cross the finish line, he turns around to look at me and gives me a thumbs up sign. I respond equally. He is speeding and then the perfect scene is interrupted with a long silver sword compressed into his stomach. Blood is oozing from every part on his upper body. I'm staring in utter shock as I realize what happened. I'm crying as much as strength I had to burn all my blood. My baby sitter lifts me up and runs towards the scene of crime. I look at him with an expressionless face as I see the ambulance pull up behind the horse. All I could manage to say is "Daddy" when the stretcher takes him away.
A Whole Hearted,
Riddhima
By the time she is done her whole face and neck is covered in salt water. Her eyes are all red, and the blood has drained out of her face as she sits on her bed wondering.
Chapter 3
Riddhima smiles while walking in the park in her Lululemon jogging pants and exercise shirt. A young man with beautiful eyes approaches her as and asks," Excuse me madam would you by chance happen to know where Ms. Riddhima Gupta lives?" "May I know who you are sir?" she replies not answering his question." I'm sorry madam I may not reveal my identity to anyone other than her in person," he answers apologetically. "Please follow me," she says a bit annoyed and leads him to her apartment.
After she changes back into her gown she makes her way towards the man waiting in the guest room.
"I am Riddhima," she tells him and shows an ancient ring to him. "I am so sorry my princess I didn't recognize you," he asks for forgiveness and she accepts."What may you seek from me," she asks, "I do not seek anything from you my princess. I just needed a confirmation that you are safe as the orders of the king, back then." His words pinch Riddhima's heart and she turns around revealing her scars plastered across her spine." Does it look like I'm okay?" She yells."You people beat me, bashed me after I came back to England from school in the U.S. You said I wasn't the daughter of the king; I was just greedy for the money. You were the ones who were greedy; it was you men all along. You guys are the ones that forced me to come to Canada and now I have no wish of staying alive, if I did want to stay alive, I have no one to stay alive for. It was you court men that were delighted with the death of my father it was you all along get out of my house, my place, and my life!" She continues to yell breaking down in front of him. He holds her by her shoulders and lifts her up staring at her face all red and wet." It was nice to meet you my princess" he says as he sheds big fat tears from his beautiful, wide eyes walking out the door. Looking at the direction he left she stands there in put.
(*~~*)
Riddhima is in the kitchen strangely sitting on the floor. Out of thin air there is a gorgeous, young lady standing there. She immediately stands and runs towards her when, the lady exclaims," No Riddhima just stay there your mother is not alive I came back to talk to you about a special subject." Riddhima looks at her ghostly mother, who is floating up in the sky and says," Momma, if this is going to be about that court man I'm not going to listen."" Look at me honey, what makes you say he was a court man?" she asks her with a surprised expression." Mom, no one in all of Canada knows that I'm the daughter of the 8th king Mr. Shashank Gupta, what else am I supposed to think?" replying to her mother's question with another one."My love, did you think that he may not be from Canada maybe he is from your school." She says leaving a confused Riddhima behind her thinking who that could be.
Chapter 4
Riddhima is sitting there solemnly, in the comfortable, warmth of her home. Though, she didn't look comfortable at all. Her eyes were swollen, clearly showing that she's been crying. Her hair from a nice bun has turned into a messed up wreck. Her beautiful face is a light colour of crimson because of the crazy day she has had. Right now she was thinking, thinking about the man who came this afternoon. Now, when she thought about it he looked familiar like she knew him. She sighs and goes back to writing in her diary.
Dear Diary,
I've talked a lot about my bad days; it will make me feel better if I could talk about some good days of my life. The best days of my life were when I was in boarding school. After the death of dad the duke sent me out to school in the France and that's when I met him, Armaan. He was the best person I met. We both were best friends since kindergarten. We were like a package deal, if someone invited me he would tag along uninvited because they know the bond between us two. These were the best years of my life until; I told him I was a princess. He didn't believe me and took me as a liar. This was just the beginning of the bad days. I went back after graduation and I was accused for being a traitor for trying to prove myself the king's daughter.
She dropped the pen without finishing the entry. "Oh my god," she said in a high voice." It was him, it was Armaan," she continued in utter shock. She picked up her phone and dialed a number."
Hello, may I be able to speak to Mr. Armaan Mallik?" she asked the man on the phone."Speaking," replied. "Armaan, Armaan oh my god Armaan it was you who came today not a court man."" Yes, it was me Riddhima," he answers in a monotone, despite the fact that she was practically screaming."I'm so sorry Armaan I really didn't recognize you.""You never told me about your father," was the only sound that came from the other line.
There is dead silence on both ends of the phone when Riddhima brought up the courage to talk."Armaan, I was afraid, I didn't want anybody to be sympathetic for me; I wanted you to like me the way I am not because I didn't have a dad." She said very shocked and politely."I will always like you for what you are, what made you think people won't like you," he answers politely." I don't know Armaan my subconciousness or something but I that was what was stopping me from telling any of you.""You know what, you are going to meet me at Central Street and we are going to have some old day fun okay?" he demands her."Okay" she replies and they bid their good bye.
Chapter 5
She smiles after a long time, the smile which reaches up to her eyes. The blush was clearly visible on her face after his demand, and her energy was bringing a smile on every person that passed her while she was walking. Her long, hair was making others linger behind her. Her tight jeans were praising her beautiful curves as she stopped to meet Jake in front of the great fountain. She smiles as she approaches and clears her throat. He looks around but continues listening to his music. She smacks him for ignoring her and he looks at her with a shocked expression.
"Ummm…. Excuse me who do you think you are to smack me across the face when I don't even know you?" Armaan asks Riddhima, unknowingly. "Armaan! I'm Riddhima you know me since kindergarten," Riddhima exclaims shocked from the unwanted and unexpected answer. "No ways, Riddhima you looked so different in a gown this morning.""Yes I know I like to be different. Now will you say sorry or what?" Riddhima ordered him forgetting all her sorrows and princess rules."Whoa, okay cool it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry happy let's go or we will miss the movie." He answers both scared and tensed." Movie, you never told me we were going for a movie." "Do I have to tell you everything, now let us go!" he grabs her hand as we see a confused Alice being dragged into the cinema.
When being dragged she has the best thought in the world. She felt the support of somebody; she felt that she finally won't be lonely. Just then a horrible thought over comes the good thoughts! What if he is leaving soon? What if he doesn't even care about me anymore? What if he is just here because he found out about my father? What if… Just then her thoughts are interrupted by him calling her name, "Riddhima, are you okay? Riddhima?" She smiles again and says," Yeah, let's go," and then they leave for the movie.
(*~~*)
All you can hear is the laughter of them two as they walk on the cool and soft beach sand bare foot in the breezing night of full moon. "Hmm… So tell me what did you do after I left?" she asked him still in a gigglish voice." Nothing, no really nothing, I did nothing but go home sleep, eat, and then sleep, eat!" He replies, and they laugh louder. He stops her by the ice cream stand and they have a seat at the table.
They smile and look at each other. She laughs out loud and says,Est-ce que tu vu? He laughed and says, Rein, juste comment content nous ts aujourd'hui aprs un longs temps. Even though, the feeling is mutual they know that they are meant to be.
They know that they will never leave each other's side because they know how much they both need each other how much they enjoy being together.
They knew that it would be almost impossible to separate again and so they decided to ignore the feeling of separation and continue talking in their favourite language. After all, they decided to part ways, only for the rest of the night.
It is not an art to have a million friends, but having one when millions are against is!
But respectably that one, has to be special, someone who understands and sticks to you like crazy glue.
Respect your friends and most importantly the special ones who stick to you like glue.
Epilogue
They decided to expand their long time friendship into the next step.
He was crazy about her. He couldn't resist the temptation of having her beside him all the time anymore. No longer could he wait for her to confess.
So that fortunate day he blurted his feelings for her on the roller coaster when he stared at her eyes shut tight as they went down the Behemoth!
Throughout the rest of the ride she couldn't believe what he had said.
Instead she took advantage of the only harness tied around their waist and turned her face to him and obliged herself with a kiss. A kiss that lasted the whole time through the ride.
What a day that was, he thought who confesses on a roller coaster.
But, that was probably the best opportunity, for him oops now I mean THEM!
Together, they now live in peace.
TOGETHER!
By: Jinil
P.S. Leave your comments, press the like button and DO NOT copy this somewhere else.
Respect as some else's creation.
Hey all my Jaanus and Jaanis and lovelies!
How was this?
You may be shocked to know that I wrote this as a class story in grade 5!
And now I converted it to AR and thought of posting it on IF!
I know GRADE 5 now I am in Grade 9!
Jees the no. of files I save.
Oh and please ignore any mistakes and please ignore any Alice's and Jakes as they were the original names!
God I am so Desperate!
And for those who are waiting for me to update my **MOMENTS** I will update soon maybe before this Sunday if I am lucky and if you are too! 🤣
My, my main toh bashaan hi deti rahi ab aap log kya karo ge likho aur mujhe reviews do!
Love you all!
Jinszzyy!
French Translations
R= What r u looking at?
A= Nothing, just hiw happy we r today!
Thanks everyone!
Do tell coz I seriously dont have any clue of how it is and how royalty is!!! 🤣
Chapter One
Once, not to long of a time ago there lived a charming, little girl who would soon grow into a royal, rich princess. The odd thing was she was all balled up as she was crying with her hair blowing in the cool winter breeze and her white skin tight t-shirt drenched with tears. We see the king in his late 20's being carried past her. You could see the dark circles around the handsome man's eyes and you could easily make out the stains of tears and exactly where they stopped, something was not right. "In the honor of the king I shall announce his will" says a court man from across the lawn. "The only demand on the will is that all his property and rights will be passed onto his daughter and until she is 16 the duke will take care of it" the man continues.
(*~~*)
Sixteen years later in the town of Markham
You see a young, beautiful woman sitting in front of an elegant, mirror. Through the reflection of the mirror you see the gorgeous, wide, honey-brow n eyes sparkling in the dim light of the marvelous crystal chandelier. Her long, silky, and straight hair reaching down to her lower back swings as she smiles flashing a set of perfect teeth glistening in the sunlight. Again, for some odd reason there was something missing from that exceptionally beautiful face. The face which, anyone could look at and stay staring. It was solemn. "Riddhima" came a sound from somewhere nearby. "Coming" she replies with a hint of excitement. Riddhima steps forward with grace, complementing her blood, red dress rising just a little bit under her ankles. Running she reaches her bedroom door. Just then does realization strike her, it wasn't her they were calling, and it was just someone calling their daughter at the park below her window. She smiles seeing the duo of the father and daughter as he picked his darling daughter up spinning her around in the mid air as if there was no one around, as if there was no worry in the world. Suddenly, her eyes travel across the park to where a cute couple was sitting sharing their ice cream. Now you know the missing glow from the face, she felt lonely, she had no one to look after, she had no one who would love her unconditionally and look after her, not even her father. A tear slides down her cheek as she walks back to her table where, she continues writing in her dairy. Her face has unevenly drained its colour as she picks up her pen and dips it in the ebony black ink.
Chapter 2
Dear Diary,
It was a tremendous day, it was the day when my father and I were both out to the horse races, having the time of our lives, when the terror struck. Everything was just fine as it was until, an idea struck his brain. He decided to impress me and said he would ride a horse and beat the experienced horse riders. I was okay with that being only four years old. I pushed him out the door urging him on. He told my baby sitter to watch me and left. Of course, I now regret my stupid, insensible move. I mean why did I have to be so damn curious to see him on an animal. That was the worst day of my life, or should I describe it as the happiest day of my life, because it was the first and day with my father. I see him getting ready to sit on a horse, and he sees me clapping my hands anxiously. He starts with a slow pace and then is galloping by the other riders who are staring at him in utter shock at how awesome he rides. Little did he know he, being the
king was the only reason they could live he was the one who makes this a safe place to for them to build an empire. Someone around this place was green with envy. Just as he was about to cross the finish line, he turns around to look at me and gives me a thumbs up sign. I respond equally. He is speeding and then the perfect scene is interrupted with a long silver sword compressed into his stomach. Blood is oozing from every part on his upper body. I'm staring in utter shock as I realize what happened. I'm crying as much as strength I had to burn all my blood. My baby sitter lifts me up and runs towards the scene of crime. I look at him with an expressionless face as I see the ambulance pull up behind the horse. All I could manage to say is "Daddy" when the stretcher takes him away.
A Whole Hearted,
Riddhima
By the time she is done her whole face and neck is covered in salt water. Her eyes are all red, and the blood has drained out of her face as she sits on her bed wondering.
Chapter 3
Riddhima smiles while walking in the park in her Lululemon jogging pants and exercise shirt. A young man with beautiful eyes approaches her as and asks," Excuse me madam would you by chance happen to know where Ms. Riddhima Gupta lives?" "May I know who you are sir?" she replies not answering his question." I'm sorry madam I may not reveal my identity to anyone other than her in person," he answers apologetically. "Please follow me," she says a bit annoyed and leads him to her apartment.
After she changes back into her gown she makes her way towards the man waiting in the guest room.
"I am Riddhima," she tells him and shows an ancient ring to him. "I am so sorry my princess I didn't recognize you," he asks for forgiveness and she accepts."What may you seek from me," she asks, "I do not seek anything from you my princess. I just needed a confirmation that you are safe as the orders of the king, back then." His words pinch Riddhima's heart and she turns around revealing her scars plastered across her spine." Does it look like I'm okay?" She yells."You people beat me, bashed me after I came back to England from school in the U.S. You said I wasn't the daughter of the king; I was just greedy for the money. You were the ones who were greedy; it was you men all along. You guys are the ones that forced me to come to Canada and now I have no wish of staying alive, if I did want to stay alive, I have no one to stay alive for. It was you court men that were delighted with the death of my father it was you all along get out of my house, my place, and my life!" She continues to yell breaking down in front of him. He holds her by her shoulders and lifts her up staring at her face all red and wet." It was nice to meet you my princess" he says as he sheds big fat tears from his beautiful, wide eyes walking out the door. Looking at the direction he left she stands there in put.
(*~~*)
Riddhima is in the kitchen strangely sitting on the floor. Out of thin air there is a gorgeous, young lady standing there. She immediately stands and runs towards her when, the lady exclaims," No Riddhima just stay there your mother is not alive I came back to talk to you about a special subject." Riddhima looks at her ghostly mother, who is floating up in the sky and says," Momma, if this is going to be about that court man I'm not going to listen."" Look at me honey, what makes you say he was a court man?" she asks her with a surprised expression." Mom, no one in all of Canada knows that I'm the daughter of the 8th king Mr. Shashank Gupta, what else am I supposed to think?" replying to her mother's question with another one."My love, did you think that he may not be from Canada maybe he is from your school." She says leaving a confused Riddhima behind her thinking who that could be.
Chapter 4
Riddhima is sitting there solemnly, in the comfortable, warmth of her home. Though, she didn't look comfortable at all. Her eyes were swollen, clearly showing that she's been crying. Her hair from a nice bun has turned into a messed up wreck. Her beautiful face is a light colour of crimson because of the crazy day she has had. Right now she was thinking, thinking about the man who came this afternoon. Now, when she thought about it he looked familiar like she knew him. She sighs and goes back to writing in her diary.
Dear Diary,
I've talked a lot about my bad days; it will make me feel better if I could talk about some good days of my life. The best days of my life were when I was in boarding school. After the death of dad the duke sent me out to school in the France and that's when I met him, Armaan. He was the best person I met. We both were best friends since kindergarten. We were like a package deal, if someone invited me he would tag along uninvited because they know the bond between us two. These were the best years of my life until; I told him I was a princess. He didn't believe me and took me as a liar. This was just the beginning of the bad days. I went back after graduation and I was accused for being a traitor for trying to prove myself the king's daughter.
She dropped the pen without finishing the entry. "Oh my god," she said in a high voice." It was him, it was Armaan," she continued in utter shock. She picked up her phone and dialed a number."
Hello, may I be able to speak to Mr. Armaan Mallik?" she asked the man on the phone."Speaking," replied. "Armaan, Armaan oh my god Armaan it was you who came today not a court man."" Yes, it was me Riddhima," he answers in a monotone, despite the fact that she was practically screaming."I'm so sorry Armaan I really didn't recognize you.""You never told me about your father," was the only sound that came from the other line.
There is dead silence on both ends of the phone when Riddhima brought up the courage to talk."Armaan, I was afraid, I didn't want anybody to be sympathetic for me; I wanted you to like me the way I am not because I didn't have a dad." She said very shocked and politely."I will always like you for what you are, what made you think people won't like you," he answers politely." I don't know Armaan my subconciousness or something but I that was what was stopping me from telling any of you.""You know what, you are going to meet me at Central Street and we are going to have some old day fun okay?" he demands her."Okay" she replies and they bid their good bye.
Chapter 5
She smiles after a long time, the smile which reaches up to her eyes. The blush was clearly visible on her face after his demand, and her energy was bringing a smile on every person that passed her while she was walking. Her long, hair was making others linger behind her. Her tight jeans were praising her beautiful curves as she stopped to meet Jake in front of the great fountain. She smiles as she approaches and clears her throat. He looks around but continues listening to his music. She smacks him for ignoring her and he looks at her with a shocked expression.
"Ummm…. Excuse me who do you think you are to smack me across the face when I don't even know you?" Armaan asks Riddhima, unknowingly. "Armaan! I'm Riddhima you know me since kindergarten," Riddhima exclaims shocked from the unwanted and unexpected answer. "No ways, Riddhima you looked so different in a gown this morning.""Yes I know I like to be different. Now will you say sorry or what?" Riddhima ordered him forgetting all her sorrows and princess rules."Whoa, okay cool it, I'm sorry, I'm sorry happy let's go or we will miss the movie." He answers both scared and tensed." Movie, you never told me we were going for a movie." "Do I have to tell you everything, now let us go!" he grabs her hand as we see a confused Alice being dragged into the cinema.
When being dragged she has the best thought in the world. She felt the support of somebody; she felt that she finally won't be lonely. Just then a horrible thought over comes the good thoughts! What if he is leaving soon? What if he doesn't even care about me anymore? What if he is just here because he found out about my father? What if… Just then her thoughts are interrupted by him calling her name, "Riddhima, are you okay? Riddhima?" She smiles again and says," Yeah, let's go," and then they leave for the movie.
(*~~*)
All you can hear is the laughter of them two as they walk on the cool and soft beach sand bare foot in the breezing night of full moon. "Hmm… So tell me what did you do after I left?" she asked him still in a gigglish voice." Nothing, no really nothing, I did nothing but go home sleep, eat, and then sleep, eat!" He replies, and they laugh louder. He stops her by the ice cream stand and they have a seat at the table.
They smile and look at each other. She laughs out loud and says,Est-ce que tu vu? He laughed and says, Rein, juste comment content nous ts aujourd'hui aprs un longs temps. Even though, the feeling is mutual they know that they are meant to be.
They know that they will never leave each other's side because they know how much they both need each other how much they enjoy being together.
They knew that it would be almost impossible to separate again and so they decided to ignore the feeling of separation and continue talking in their favourite language. After all, they decided to part ways, only for the rest of the night.
It is not an art to have a million friends, but having one when millions are against is!
But respectably that one, has to be special, someone who understands and sticks to you like crazy glue.
Respect your friends and most importantly the special ones who stick to you like glue.
Epilogue
They decided to expand their long time friendship into the next step.
He was crazy about her. He couldn't resist the temptation of having her beside him all the time anymore. No longer could he wait for her to confess.
So that fortunate day he blurted his feelings for her on the roller coaster when he stared at her eyes shut tight as they went down the Behemoth!
Throughout the rest of the ride she couldn't believe what he had said.
Instead she took advantage of the only harness tied around their waist and turned her face to him and obliged herself with a kiss. A kiss that lasted the whole time through the ride.
What a day that was, he thought who confesses on a roller coaster.
But, that was probably the best opportunity, for him oops now I mean THEM!
Together, they now live in peace.
TOGETHER!
By: Jinil
P.S. Leave your comments, press the like button and DO NOT copy this somewhere else.
Respect as some else's creation.
Hey all my Jaanus and Jaanis and lovelies!
How was this?
You may be shocked to know that I wrote this as a class story in grade 5!
And now I converted it to AR and thought of posting it on IF!
I know GRADE 5 now I am in Grade 9!
Jees the no. of files I save.
Oh and please ignore any mistakes and please ignore any Alice's and Jakes as they were the original names!
God I am so Desperate!
And for those who are waiting for me to update my **MOMENTS** I will update soon maybe before this Sunday if I am lucky and if you are too! 🤣
My, my main toh bashaan hi deti rahi ab aap log kya karo ge likho aur mujhe reviews do!
Love you all!
Jinszzyy!
French Translations
R= What r u looking at?
A= Nothing, just hiw happy we r today!
Thanks everyone!
Do tell coz I seriously dont have any clue of how it is and how royalty is!!! 🤣
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