OS Gallery : Sunsets. // Note-P14

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Hello everyone.Some of you might know me . For those who don't .. My name's Aditi. I've been on I-F for almost 2 years now and all of you people's writing has inspired me to improve a bit and write a little better. I am a HUGGEE KaJen and Dill Mill Gayye Fan. Some of you might have seen me bhataking in the KaJen AT :$ .This is not my first try at writing but it is definitely my first try at writing something that's actually worth reading. My writings are a little immature but I do intend on getting better :D . A HUGGEE thanks to Shikha ( Accio_kajen) for pestering me to post my writings and for helping me out so much and to Daadi (rockstar_kajen) for telling me that I've actually written something nice.

The time when the sun sets and the sky changes colour and the beach starts looking absolutely amazing makes me feel peaceful and all I can think about is writing something beautiful that makes my mind and heart go all happy. Hence the name 'Sunsets' :D I know I am crazy.

I am also a big fan of Castle , F.R.I.E.N.D.S , How I Met Your Mother , Grey's Anatomy , SaraswatiChandra , Qubool Hai and many other shows. So my writings won't be solely on Dill Mill Gayye based characters.

I will be posting all my stuff only on I-F so if you see my writings on any other sites do let me know. I used to post at the Dill Mill Gayye Blog too but for some reasons I have stopped doing so. Anyways , I hope you all like my writing *fingers crossed*.

She looked at the scalpel in her hand. Her mind was hurting her. She didn't know what was happening. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her body was covered with bruises. A lone tear escaped her eye. Her heart was aching. She got flashes of the brutal accident that happened to her. She was treated inhumanly. Despite of her pleas she was ignored. She was killed that night. She had Armaan in her life but even his eternal love couldn't take away the pain she had gone through. He was supporting her and was by her side but what was the use of it. The person who had destroyed her life was roaming about free. She took a last look at Armaan's photo that was kept at the dressing table and moved her hand through it. He had gone to the police station to make something work and catch that man. Clutching the scalpel she brought it near her hand. She was a doctor and very well knew which vein she had to cut. She knew she was taking a wrong step but she couldn't live anymore. The flashes haunted her. Every second of her life. She couldn't let Armaan suffer along with her. He deserved a better person. He wasn't supposed to waste his life on a girl like her who couldn't even sum up and speak against the person who ruined her. She was scared. Closing her eyes she inserted the scalpel inside her skin and into the vein. She didn't feel a thing. The pain she had gone through was far worse than this. Blood was coming out continuously from her hand. She passed out on the floor.

Opening the door Armaan looked around for her. He entered her bedroom and saw her lying in a pool of blood. Rushing towards her he held her wrist and tried to stop the bleeding. Tears were coming out of his eyes. He tied a piece of cloth around her wrist , picked her up and rushed out towards the car. He drove like a maniac to the hospital.

"She's lost a lot of blood Armaan. I'm sorry but she's very critical. She knew whi-"

"Can I see her ?"

"She's critical son. We can't operate on her because of the internal injuries she had after getting raped. If she survives through 3 more days and if her condition gets better then we can try to operate and maybe save her. But the chances of her surviving are very low."

Armaan fell on the chair like a lifeless body. He felt like killing himself. He couldn't live without her. She was all he had. Summing up all the energy he had he got up and went near the I.C.U door. He kept a hand over the glass pane. "Riddhima." Tears started gushing out of his eyes yet again.

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So here is my first OS. I have posted this before on dill mill gayye blog but posting it for the first time here. I know it's all sad and stuff but I couldn't stop myself from writing this. Hope you all like it. Do comment or like . Criticism is always welcomed.

Loads of love,

Aditi. xoxo

Originally posted by: -Fizzi-

This is awesome. You've gotta write more! :)