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Okay I'm going to post the first few parts of the FF we have just started :) It is called "One Year From DMG "
Here they go.. HOPE you like them.. ! :)
A very beautiful room with off-white walls and very tasteful furniture in shades of blue.. The dark blue curtains were drawn.. And the room was semi-dark with just one slight ray of light passing through.. The wall above the bed was painted in a shade of turquoise blue.. With a large photo of a very cute couple splashing around in the sea.. There was something so endearing about the picture.. That you couldn't stop staring at it.. He was splashing at her.. And she was trying to stop him.. Almost losing her balance and falling in the water.. He looked sexy bare-chested and she was wearing a sleeveless white top with denim shorts..
A girl's husky voice spoke.. It was not Riddhima.. "Wake up honey! Wake up.. Its morning! Honey.. !" And Armaan jerked out from his sleep.. The alarm had set off with the tone.. And now it was ringing very shrill.. ! Riddhima.. ! HOW DARE SHE?! He pressed the "off" button.. He didn't fancy growing deaf at such a young age!.. She had recorded a new alarm tone and set that.. ! How he hated that stupid alarm.. But his mom had gifted him that as a kid and he would never throw it away.. !
He sat up in bed and looked at Riddhima.. She was sleeping.. A sight in the morning.. Hair ruffled.. A flick falling on her face.. A soft smile on her lips.. She had wrapped herself in the blanket.. Sometimes he just felt like staying by her side all his life.. Because she looked so fragile and angelic.. Only he knew what a non-fragile devil she could be.. ! He smiled.. She had this funny habit of wearing a pair of mismatched socks before she slept.. It was one of the few things he didn't know until they were married.. Her feet grew too cold in the night because of the air conditioning.. And she would have a bad bad cold if she forgot to wear them..
"Riddhima..! " "Uttho!"..
Riddhima stirred in her bed.. "Hmm.. ?"
"Its 6 o'clock.. Duty.. ! "
Her hand reached out to him.. And she softly tugged at his arm.. And kept on tugging till he slipped back in bed again.. Then she wrapped her hand around his waist.. Gave a victorious smile.. Pulled her blanket closer.. And snuggled into his chest..
"Riddhima jee.. !" "Please utthiye.. ! " No response.
"Baby.."
Her eyes flickered open a little.. She took a deep breath in and let it out.. And sat up a little.. He wrapped his hand around her and put his head on her shoulder.. His hair covering his eyes a little.. He let out a yawn..
He poked his finger and nudged her with it.. "Go get ready.. "
"Hmm.. ! I'm 10 minutes late already.."
"Yeah.. And wake me up before you leave!"
"A-rma-an!"
"Pleaseeeee.. " And with that Armaan went back to sleep.. He had late duty.. Plus Riddhima jee didn't allow him to use the bathroom before her in the morning because according to her he made it too messy! So as his daily routine, he would wake her up and go back to sleep for half an hour till she showered and got ready. His half an hour "beauty sleep" as he called it was very precious..
She got up from the bed wrapped in a beige coloured blanket her lovely hair falling all over her face.. She checked her watch kept on the bedside table.. And walked up to her cup board to remove a pair of jeans and a shirt for him and took out a chudidaar for herself.. She went into the bathroom to get ready.. She had a long day today.. And she was already running late with no time for a proper breakfast!
… 30 Minutes later
Riddhima came out of the shower dressed in a peacock green chudidaar and looked at her husband curled up like a ball on the bed.. He had dug his head into the blanket and all she could see was his hair popping out a little.. She walked upto him.. And.. Pulled the blanket off his face.. She smiled shaking her head and running her fingers in his hair..
"Armaan.. ! Get up! Mujhe late ho raha hain!.. "
Riddhima.. Five minutes!"
"Dekho Armaan.. Aaj naatak nahi! Tumhara yeh drama roz chalta hain! Pehle mujhe oothao.. Phir khud so jao.. ! Mujhe late ho raha hai.. Oootho naaaa! "
"2 minutes!"
"ARMAAAAAN.. ! Tum agar abhi nahi oothe naa.. Toh Main jaa rahi hoon.. "
She was about to go.. And nautanki grabbed her by the wrist and made her sit next to him..
"Armaaaann.. Subah subah!"
"Tumne mera alarm tune change kyun kiya? "
"Kya phark padta hain? "
"Phark padta hain Riddhima.. Phark padta hain.. " He said it in such a dramatic way that he could give a 1950's hero a run for his money! And the little pout on his face was something she could not miss.
She just laughed.. She was running late.. She had a surgery scheduled and she was sitting and admiring her husband's over dramatic non-sense early in the morning! She just smacked him right on his chest.. !
"Dr Armaan Mallik.. Mere paas abhi time nahi hain! Uttho.. Get ready.. Please have your breakfast and I'll see you at 12 noon in the hospital.."
She planted a small kiss on his chest and headed out..
PART 2
Sanjeevani: Typical Hectic Day!
Riddhima had two surgeries back to back which is why she couldn't meet Armaan before 12 noon.. At 11:45 she got out of the OT and instructed the intern working under her to take a break and do rounds in the general ward. Mansi was a smart girl. She was known for her sarcasm and witty sense of humour. But somehow, Riddhima was what Dr Keerti was for them.. Nobody dared to be late.. Everything around Riddhima was in order.. Everything but.. Armaan.. She was the control freak in the hospital.. But when it came to him.. She liked it when he took control of things.. She loved being pampered.. And yes.. Most of the casual decisions were made by Armaan jee.. ! Like he would decide what movies they should watch or which is the newest restaurant they should check out.. Or what latest gadgets they should pick up.. He always chose the good movies.. And found out the cool restaurants.. He knew about every gadget on the catalogue.. She sighed.. Yes.. She was barely the control freak.. She liked to be 'in control' at times.. But never the freak.. Armaan made her soo normal.. And she was abnormally and irrevocably in love with him.. ! Something she never denied.. :-)
She washed her hands and used the sanitizer.. And headed towards the canteen.. Armaan was still on his duty..
She walked up to the counter and ordered a coffee and an omlette for herself and a vegetable cheese sandwich for him.. !
"Meri beautiful wife.. ! " She looked sideways..
Armaan was standing there simply smiling his billion dollar dimpled smile..
"Hello nautanki "
He frowned.. Did she just call him nautanki.. !? :O HE.. He was NAUTANKI.. !? After all that drama of hers he put up with.. He was the nautanki.. Great.. !
"How is your day going.. Control freak.. ! " Dr Armaan Mallik had made his comeback.
He took their order and walked towards an empty table..
"Tumne mujhe control freak bulayaa.. ?"
"Kyun? Tum control freak hi toh ho.. Dr Keerti bhi tumse ab darti hain shaayad!"
Riddhima smiled. She actually liked being the control freak in hospital. She loved it when the juniors respected her. She had always dreamt of being like her father.. The one everyone looks up to and comes to with every problem when they are stuck in one.. But just for the kicks of it.. She retorted back..
Taking the chair next to his, "Armaan, Dr Keerti mujhse nahi darti hain.. Aur tum aise pretend mat karo ki tum mujhse dartein ho.. !"
"Riddhima.. Main tumse darta hoon..!" He said it as if he was taking a solemn oath.. "Pataa hain.. Woh din jab tumne apne face par kuchh weird gooey brown colour ka kuch lagaya tha.. Main faint ho gaya tha! ". And he was not kidding. . He had almost fainted..
" Woh kuchh weird gooey brown colour ka kuch.. Oose 'face-pack' kehte hain!"
"Ofcourse! So important.. 'face pack'!"
They didn't have any more time for their stupid arguments..
*Dr Armaan report to ICU 2 urgently*
He got up and kissed her on the cheek..
"Bye!"
"Bye Armaan"
At 9 in the night..
Riddhima came back from work.. Armaan was already in the house.. And he was wearing an apron.. Confused.. She walked up to the kitchen..
" Armaan" He turned around.. And she hugged him..
She wrapped her arms tight around his waist and buried her head in his chest..
He instinctively removed her duppatta and massaged the side of her neck.. And she hugged him tighter..
They stayed there. In each other's arms for a good whole five minutes. Saying nothing.. Doing nothing.. Just absolutely in content with each other! She drew back..
"Aaj ka din bohot lamba tha..! Tum apron mein kya kar rahe ho?"
"Oh.. wo cook nahi aayi thi.. Toh maine socha ki mein aaj kuch cook kar deta hoo!"
She knew what was going to play out next.. But she decided to play along because he was so irresistibly cute.. !
"Oh how sweet Armaan.. ! Tumne khaane mein kya banaaya hain?"
He gave a broad grin.
"Two minute ready to cook Maggi Noodles.. ! :D :D Meine ek ghante se banaakar rakhe hain! "
Uh-oh this was worse than she thought. Maggi Noodles made an hour earlier. Inedible. She smiled at his stupidity.
"Toh tumne Maggi banaane ke liye apron pehna hain? Ek ghante se? "
"Haan.. Tumhe surprise karne ke liye.. ! "
She just laughed and planted a soft kiss on his lips.
"Lekin.. Sirf Maggi? Who bhi ek ghante pehle bani hui?"
"Riddhima.. Dekho tum aise mat kaho.. Ek toh pehle bartan dhoondo.. Phir gas on karo.. Fill water fill up karo.. And mind you.. The C-O-R-R-E-C-T proportion.. Boil the water.. Then Maggi ko pani mein daalo.. Phir tastemaker daalo.. Phir.. "
"… Stir karo.. Phir gas switch off karo.. Phir maggi ko bowl mein daalo.. ! Wow Armaan.. ! So nice.. ! Tumne kitna.. What's the word.. 'Parishram' kiya hain! "
"Par—ishram.. You mean.. Hard work?". He gave his cocky grin.. "Yes.. I know.. Thank You.. Ab khaana khaaye? "
She was too tired to argue with him.. And there was no way in hell that she would throw the Maggi away..
So she just went to the table where he'd laid everything.. And dug into the bowl..
"Kaisa Hain?"
"Acchha hain! "
"Jhooti… ! Bohot bura hain naa.. ?." And he gave this very sad look.
"Armaan.. ! Tumne ek ghante pehle banaaya hain.. !" She laughed.
It tasted as bad as it could. But she ate it because she was hungry.. And because he had made it.. With so much of.. 'Parishram' ! :-)
The next part is for 16 and above ONLY ! Link:
http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=1472982&TPN=5
2 more parts have been posted after the 3rd.. You can read them there :-)
Please leave your comments..
Feedback- positive AND negative is welcome :)
Love,
Dhwani and Shruti (sweetshruti)
Okay I'm going to post the first few parts of the FF we have just started :) It is called "One Year From DMG "
Here they go.. HOPE you like them.. ! :)
A very beautiful room with off-white walls and very tasteful furniture in shades of blue.. The dark blue curtains were drawn.. And the room was semi-dark with just one slight ray of light passing through.. The wall above the bed was painted in a shade of turquoise blue.. With a large photo of a very cute couple splashing around in the sea.. There was something so endearing about the picture.. That you couldn't stop staring at it.. He was splashing at her.. And she was trying to stop him.. Almost losing her balance and falling in the water.. He looked sexy bare-chested and she was wearing a sleeveless white top with denim shorts..
A girl's husky voice spoke.. It was not Riddhima.. "Wake up honey! Wake up.. Its morning! Honey.. !" And Armaan jerked out from his sleep.. The alarm had set off with the tone.. And now it was ringing very shrill.. ! Riddhima.. ! HOW DARE SHE?! He pressed the "off" button.. He didn't fancy growing deaf at such a young age!.. She had recorded a new alarm tone and set that.. ! How he hated that stupid alarm.. But his mom had gifted him that as a kid and he would never throw it away.. !
He sat up in bed and looked at Riddhima.. She was sleeping.. A sight in the morning.. Hair ruffled.. A flick falling on her face.. A soft smile on her lips.. She had wrapped herself in the blanket.. Sometimes he just felt like staying by her side all his life.. Because she looked so fragile and angelic.. Only he knew what a non-fragile devil she could be.. ! He smiled.. She had this funny habit of wearing a pair of mismatched socks before she slept.. It was one of the few things he didn't know until they were married.. Her feet grew too cold in the night because of the air conditioning.. And she would have a bad bad cold if she forgot to wear them..
"Riddhima..! " "Uttho!"..
Riddhima stirred in her bed.. "Hmm.. ?"
"Its 6 o'clock.. Duty.. ! "
Her hand reached out to him.. And she softly tugged at his arm.. And kept on tugging till he slipped back in bed again.. Then she wrapped her hand around his waist.. Gave a victorious smile.. Pulled her blanket closer.. And snuggled into his chest..
"Riddhima jee.. !" "Please utthiye.. ! " No response.
"Baby.."
Her eyes flickered open a little.. She took a deep breath in and let it out.. And sat up a little.. He wrapped his hand around her and put his head on her shoulder.. His hair covering his eyes a little.. He let out a yawn..
He poked his finger and nudged her with it.. "Go get ready.. "
"Hmm.. ! I'm 10 minutes late already.."
"Yeah.. And wake me up before you leave!"
"A-rma-an!"
"Pleaseeeee.. " And with that Armaan went back to sleep.. He had late duty.. Plus Riddhima jee didn't allow him to use the bathroom before her in the morning because according to her he made it too messy! So as his daily routine, he would wake her up and go back to sleep for half an hour till she showered and got ready. His half an hour "beauty sleep" as he called it was very precious..
She got up from the bed wrapped in a beige coloured blanket her lovely hair falling all over her face.. She checked her watch kept on the bedside table.. And walked up to her cup board to remove a pair of jeans and a shirt for him and took out a chudidaar for herself.. She went into the bathroom to get ready.. She had a long day today.. And she was already running late with no time for a proper breakfast!
… 30 Minutes later
Riddhima came out of the shower dressed in a peacock green chudidaar and looked at her husband curled up like a ball on the bed.. He had dug his head into the blanket and all she could see was his hair popping out a little.. She walked upto him.. And.. Pulled the blanket off his face.. She smiled shaking her head and running her fingers in his hair..
"Armaan.. ! Get up! Mujhe late ho raha hain!.. "
Riddhima.. Five minutes!"
"Dekho Armaan.. Aaj naatak nahi! Tumhara yeh drama roz chalta hain! Pehle mujhe oothao.. Phir khud so jao.. ! Mujhe late ho raha hai.. Oootho naaaa! "
"2 minutes!"
"ARMAAAAAN.. ! Tum agar abhi nahi oothe naa.. Toh Main jaa rahi hoon.. "
She was about to go.. And nautanki grabbed her by the wrist and made her sit next to him..
"Armaaaann.. Subah subah!"
"Tumne mera alarm tune change kyun kiya? "
"Kya phark padta hain? "
"Phark padta hain Riddhima.. Phark padta hain.. " He said it in such a dramatic way that he could give a 1950's hero a run for his money! And the little pout on his face was something she could not miss.
She just laughed.. She was running late.. She had a surgery scheduled and she was sitting and admiring her husband's over dramatic non-sense early in the morning! She just smacked him right on his chest.. !
"Dr Armaan Mallik.. Mere paas abhi time nahi hain! Uttho.. Get ready.. Please have your breakfast and I'll see you at 12 noon in the hospital.."
She planted a small kiss on his chest and headed out..
PART 2
Sanjeevani: Typical Hectic Day!
Riddhima had two surgeries back to back which is why she couldn't meet Armaan before 12 noon.. At 11:45 she got out of the OT and instructed the intern working under her to take a break and do rounds in the general ward. Mansi was a smart girl. She was known for her sarcasm and witty sense of humour. But somehow, Riddhima was what Dr Keerti was for them.. Nobody dared to be late.. Everything around Riddhima was in order.. Everything but.. Armaan.. She was the control freak in the hospital.. But when it came to him.. She liked it when he took control of things.. She loved being pampered.. And yes.. Most of the casual decisions were made by Armaan jee.. ! Like he would decide what movies they should watch or which is the newest restaurant they should check out.. Or what latest gadgets they should pick up.. He always chose the good movies.. And found out the cool restaurants.. He knew about every gadget on the catalogue.. She sighed.. Yes.. She was barely the control freak.. She liked to be 'in control' at times.. But never the freak.. Armaan made her soo normal.. And she was abnormally and irrevocably in love with him.. ! Something she never denied.. :-)
She washed her hands and used the sanitizer.. And headed towards the canteen.. Armaan was still on his duty..
She walked up to the counter and ordered a coffee and an omlette for herself and a vegetable cheese sandwich for him.. !
"Meri beautiful wife.. ! " She looked sideways..
Armaan was standing there simply smiling his billion dollar dimpled smile..
"Hello nautanki "
He frowned.. Did she just call him nautanki.. !? :O HE.. He was NAUTANKI.. !? After all that drama of hers he put up with.. He was the nautanki.. Great.. !
"How is your day going.. Control freak.. ! " Dr Armaan Mallik had made his comeback.
He took their order and walked towards an empty table..
"Tumne mujhe control freak bulayaa.. ?"
"Kyun? Tum control freak hi toh ho.. Dr Keerti bhi tumse ab darti hain shaayad!"
Riddhima smiled. She actually liked being the control freak in hospital. She loved it when the juniors respected her. She had always dreamt of being like her father.. The one everyone looks up to and comes to with every problem when they are stuck in one.. But just for the kicks of it.. She retorted back..
Taking the chair next to his, "Armaan, Dr Keerti mujhse nahi darti hain.. Aur tum aise pretend mat karo ki tum mujhse dartein ho.. !"
"Riddhima.. Main tumse darta hoon..!" He said it as if he was taking a solemn oath.. "Pataa hain.. Woh din jab tumne apne face par kuchh weird gooey brown colour ka kuch lagaya tha.. Main faint ho gaya tha! ". And he was not kidding. . He had almost fainted..
" Woh kuchh weird gooey brown colour ka kuch.. Oose 'face-pack' kehte hain!"
"Ofcourse! So important.. 'face pack'!"
They didn't have any more time for their stupid arguments..
*Dr Armaan report to ICU 2 urgently*
He got up and kissed her on the cheek..
"Bye!"
"Bye Armaan"
At 9 in the night..
Riddhima came back from work.. Armaan was already in the house.. And he was wearing an apron.. Confused.. She walked up to the kitchen..
" Armaan" He turned around.. And she hugged him..
She wrapped her arms tight around his waist and buried her head in his chest..
He instinctively removed her duppatta and massaged the side of her neck.. And she hugged him tighter..
They stayed there. In each other's arms for a good whole five minutes. Saying nothing.. Doing nothing.. Just absolutely in content with each other! She drew back..
"Aaj ka din bohot lamba tha..! Tum apron mein kya kar rahe ho?"
"Oh.. wo cook nahi aayi thi.. Toh maine socha ki mein aaj kuch cook kar deta hoo!"
She knew what was going to play out next.. But she decided to play along because he was so irresistibly cute.. !
"Oh how sweet Armaan.. ! Tumne khaane mein kya banaaya hain?"
He gave a broad grin.
"Two minute ready to cook Maggi Noodles.. ! :D :D Meine ek ghante se banaakar rakhe hain! "
Uh-oh this was worse than she thought. Maggi Noodles made an hour earlier. Inedible. She smiled at his stupidity.
"Toh tumne Maggi banaane ke liye apron pehna hain? Ek ghante se? "
"Haan.. Tumhe surprise karne ke liye.. ! "
She just laughed and planted a soft kiss on his lips.
"Lekin.. Sirf Maggi? Who bhi ek ghante pehle bani hui?"
"Riddhima.. Dekho tum aise mat kaho.. Ek toh pehle bartan dhoondo.. Phir gas on karo.. Fill water fill up karo.. And mind you.. The C-O-R-R-E-C-T proportion.. Boil the water.. Then Maggi ko pani mein daalo.. Phir tastemaker daalo.. Phir.. "
"… Stir karo.. Phir gas switch off karo.. Phir maggi ko bowl mein daalo.. ! Wow Armaan.. ! So nice.. ! Tumne kitna.. What's the word.. 'Parishram' kiya hain! "
"Par—ishram.. You mean.. Hard work?". He gave his cocky grin.. "Yes.. I know.. Thank You.. Ab khaana khaaye? "
She was too tired to argue with him.. And there was no way in hell that she would throw the Maggi away..
So she just went to the table where he'd laid everything.. And dug into the bowl..
"Kaisa Hain?"
"Acchha hain! "
"Jhooti… ! Bohot bura hain naa.. ?." And he gave this very sad look.
"Armaan.. ! Tumne ek ghante pehle banaaya hain.. !" She laughed.
It tasted as bad as it could. But she ate it because she was hungry.. And because he had made it.. With so much of.. 'Parishram' ! :-)
The next part is for 16 and above ONLY ! Link:
http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=1472982&TPN=5
2 more parts have been posted after the 3rd.. You can read them there :-)
Please leave your comments..
Feedback- positive AND negative is welcome :)
Love,
Dhwani and Shruti (sweetshruti)
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