A NEW STORY!!!!

hey guys!! i am a newbie here but thought i shud introduce myself and couldn't think of a better way than the idea of posting a story...

and yeah i will post the story soon...so keep watching this space

Welcome to IF nalow!!!!😊

DELIRIUM OF SUNSHINE
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< < Chapter 1 - Hunt > >
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Hunt - Pursue or chase someone relentlessly
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It was almost midnight. The winter had a chilly atmosphere draped over the city. Usually
people would remain in their houses under two layers of blankets and warmness of their
loved ones' bodies.
But, this was Mumbai. It is said that Mumbai does not sleep. Call it the glitzy nocturnal
lifestyle or call the ember in stratum of the Mumbai maanus—men—which doesnot let them
sleep.
There are many activities might be carried out at this time; birthdays, weddings,
anniversaries, promotion parties, high profile business meetings, etc. But besides all these so
called innocent gatherings, other things slither out of their shadows... drug dealers, arms
dealers, mafias, and criminals. It was advisable for the common man to ignore
such things if they are happening under their noses...but every city has its pros and cons
Even at the dead of night, the city comes to life. The roads lay like a worn-out black dress
after chaotic traffic. At this time, they responded only when some bikes or luxurious cars
pass on.
A black Ford Endeavour ran like a leopard towards Fort area. It left many cars behind as if
the driver was in great hurry to reach somewhere. The man at the wheel narrowed his eyes
behind the specs, watching and calculating traffic situation as his hands gripped the steering
wheel firmly. He looked at the dashboard speedometer which showed ninety five. Biting his
lower lip, he decelerated a bit. Yet, it didn't slow his racing mind.
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that's the first chapter of the story guys...temme hws it? 😃and yeah good/bad comments are always welcome...tell me if there is any need for improvement 😳

till then adios!!😊

NALOW..

very interesting start.

CHAPTER-02:-

A woman in black trousers and maroon shirt was waiting at Fort bus stop; it seemed a very
odd action, being as though there was no bus service at this time. She was very appealing
the eye, and looked to be in her mid-thirties. She nervously rubbed her hands to calm down
her anxiety.
As soon as she spotted the black Ford Endeavour speeding in her direction, her face relaxed
and she murmured a silent prayer. The car braked in front of her but the driver kept the
engine running. The passenger window rolled down as she came closer to the car.
"Sorry to keep you waiting Stella," the driver, wearing simple denim jeans, apologized in
his gentle voice.
"Yeah. I am worried about the odd timings, too. You know how it is! But Vyom, sir, the
information you were looking for the last ten months came to me just an hour ago. I wanted
to deliver the information tonight if possible," the lady replied in a breath.
"What is it?" he asked.
Stella handed him a piece of paper with an address scribbled on it. His eyes narrowed
further. He raised his face to look into her eyes properly. Something in his eyes frightened
her.
"How reliable is this information?" the driver asked her in grave voice.
"No loophole. I personally confirmed the address," Stella replied in worried tone.
"How much do you want for this information?" Vyom asked in routine procedure.
"Sir, I have been working with you for the last seven years. I provide information only for
money because I need it badly to keep my husband alive. I know what you have faced in
these last three years. Sir, I am not greedy for money. I do understand feelings. What I did is
priceless, sir," Stella said with sympathy.
She paused to take a breath before adding, "But, if you really want to pay for it then you
can pay the VALUE. A bootlegger is harassing us from last month. He wants to seize our
house to start his own bar. Can you get rid of this problem? I'll be grateful."
"The name?" Vyom asked coldly.
"Philip Martin," Stella whispered.
"Read about him in tomorrow's newspaper. Should I drop you home? It's very late," Vyom
suggested in soft but firm voice.
"No, I don't want anyone to get any trace about our connection. So I better reach by my
Activa. Good night, sir," Stella cooed at him while starting her Activa parked behind the bus
stop.
"Take care." These were the last words Stella heard when Vyom drove by her.
Stella watched pitifully as the SUV disappeared from sight and prayed once again. "Jesus,
take care of him tonight."
Vyom unfolded the paper for fifteenth time. There was an address of some orphanage
organization in Thane. Eyes ablaze with revenge, he hit the accelerator as much as he could
while the music system in his SUV played "This Empty Love" by Innerpartysystem.
The commissioner repeated in his hammering mind again and again, Dannie... you
bas***d... I am coming for you.
His Endeavour vanished in a dark tunnel.

is it based on any couple?

hey!! sorry for the late replies 😔 and no it isn't exactly based on a couple...the story is mainly about VYOM 😊