' Depression ' AR FF

[ Hey it's me princess here! You are all going to love this new ff of mine and it's not sad at all.. do read it.. I had this idea in my mind to write this ff but couldnt bring it up because of my exams.. But now.. I'm gonna make u all enjoy this ff! Love u all
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Chapter # 1
' Depression '
" Something Known but still Unknown "

Flashback

She sit there leaning on the floor, bringing her knees closer to her chest ,burrying her face inside her palms. She cried her heart out.. How can she do it? How can she kill him? How can she let go of the person she loves most ... What is this depression? She thought. She had been a patient of savere depression.. And this disease caused her doing somethings that are really crazy, somethings nobody had done, somethings nobody wants to experience, but her.. She has been having this strange disease. And now she had killed him.. She had killed her own boyfriend " Arman Malik " . It took a minute for her to look around and see rahul, muskan, atul, anjali , abhi and nikki standing around her but her vision got blur and in no time she collapsed on the floor..

' doctor? Woh theek tou hai? Please kuch kahiye " He shouted .. He shouted for help! He shouted for his basket.. Yeah.. It's him.. Arman Malik. He had not been dead . He's alive.. He's right here crying and pleading to the doctors to let him meet her.. He wants her in his arms, secured from the world. He cried bitterly when his friends came forward making him calm down.. Everyone was crying.
" Mr. Arman Malik.. Ridhima apni 5 saal ke yaadash kho chuki hai.. And .. Usko kuch yaad na karaana he behter hoga otherwise she can really be suffering from a swear disease. " the doctor said facing his boots not wanting to face arman . The very moment arman unconciously sat on the floor. His eyes closed and tears flow out of them. The gang comes forward
" arman.. " nikki said
" nikki.. Main uske bagair marjaunga... Mujhe ridhima se ziada kuch important nahi hai... Please meri basket mujhe de do.. Please " he pleaded everyone had tears in their eyes. Looking at him
" arman dekho.. Agar tum ridhima ki bhalayi chahte ho.. Tou theres only one way to make her relieved " she said he opened his eyes and looked at her.. his eyes show the pain he is going through.
" arman.. The only thing that can let her live is .. To let her go.. Bhool jao ussay.. Bhool jao hum sub ko! Samjho hum kabhe sath thay he nahi.. We never studied in the same college " nikki said and this made arman cry.. He sat on his knees. His face expressionless.. And everyone else cried as well arman cried bitterly than wiped his tears. He had to be strong, for his basket. He had to let go of her, to make her happy.. Maybe.. Maybe they were never meant to be together. After some time he spoke up.
" Meri basket ka khayal rakhna please... And Usko kabhe bhe mere baaray main kuch mat batana.. " he said and they all cried of the fear they'll be losing eachother now.. 5 years of friendship and love.
" Arman.. Humne decide kiya hai ki hum sub tumharay sath hain " the boys said and seperated from the girls
" we will all be seperated and hum.. Hum abh kabhe nai milenge got it guys? " atul said and everyone nodded.
Everyone hugged for one last time and cried . Arman walked to the room of the hospital she was admitted in , looked at her for the last time and his eyes moistened.
He kept his hand on the glass window
" Goodbye ridhima " he whispered and wore his jacket and left ...
Flashback ends

3 years had passed.. Nobody remembered this now. Neither the girls had never made ridhima feel like she has losen the memories of 5 years and nor there was anything that Ridhima remembered. They were all happy, or maybe pretending to be happy. The girls had opened a fashion designing business in Paris. Named as " RMNA designers " which indicated the names ridhima, muskan nikki and anjali .

It was the most famous leading brand in Paris.

The story begins ...

" Muskan.. This is not a good idea. Humne kabhe partnership nahi ki with another company.." a girl dressed in pink churidaar and kurta sitting on an office chair engrossed in her files said
" par ridhsy! They are the AARA designers! They are equal in brand to us yar.. And i can't believe unho ne humen letter bheja for the partnership.. We will have a real big business if we combine! " muskan shouted to ridhima.
She looked at her taking off her pink specs looking beautiful as ever . Her hair falling on her face she sighed
" i knew it's useless to argue back to The Muskan chadda! " she said and muskan chuckled
" so miss ridhima Gupta is that a yes? " muskan said after some silence ridhima spoke up
" I want to talk to the owner of AARA designers " she said looking down at her files. Muskan's lips curved into a smile and the next minute she blasted shouting " RIDHSY MAANGAYI GUYS!!!! " . Ridhima chuckled as muskan left and took out the card of AARA designers and dialed their number.
Before she can say something. The next thing she heard Made her heart thud faster and faster .
" Hello ? " he said and she went numb! Her eyes filled up with tears of something unknown she didnt knew why was she crying. She didn't know what it actually is. Her mind stopped working it was something known but still felt unknown ..
" Hello? Wrong number! " he said and that was it. The phone fell off her hand and her everything started revolving. soon she collapsed on the floor and her lips moved on their own , whispering his name, the name she now no more knows. But the name her heart calls out .
" Ar.. Armaan... " she said and her eyes closed and she fainted.

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Here goes the first part.. I hope to get a good response .. I know I bored many of u out there. But I swear it wont be a sad one.. This is just the beginning and i'm gonna make this ff rememberable for u all.. :) stay tuned and do read it!
With love,
princess

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" It's Better to die Than to live ! "

" Doctor.. Is she fine? " anjali asked
" Yeah.. There's no need to worry miss Gupta.. Actually we've been seeing her previous reports that said she had been a patient of analytical depression and had loss her 3 years memory.. We are afraid, that something had suddenly made her come back to a memory lane.. She had saw a glimpse of something that she had lost with her memory. Try not to tell her anything about her past " doctor said
' ridhsy ne aisa kya dekhliya ' anji thought
She shook hands with the doctor and headed towards ridhima who was being discharged she was sitting on a hospital's bed as the friends surrounded her, she had taken a tablet for lessening the headache. Anji stared at her and sighed, what is it that she had seen? Arman had been too far from her how can she see him? She thought and her thoughts made a tiny tear come out of her eyes .
" dee? Kya hua? Why are u crying? " Ridhima asked

" No .. It's nothing ridhsy.. I was just worried about u.. Kya hua tujhe? " anji said cmng out of her thought
" Di.. I'm perfectly alright! Mujhe kuch nai hua.. But i don't remember mujhe kya hua.. Suddenly i felt like there is something... there is someone , who is a known stranger. " she said scrunching her brows together and everyone stared at her
" what? " she said
And everyone started to laugh just pretending its silly.
" guys! It's not funny! I'm serious.. " she said
" Ridhsy! Chal na ghar chlain! U need to rest! " anji said
" nahi.. I need to finish off some work at the office " she said
" nai! Miss ridhima gupta! U'll not do any kind of work! " muskan said
" muski! I have to call AARA to confirm their proposal " she said
" oh ! Woh tou humne kab ka kar diya! They'll be coming at 6 pm tomorrow from europe from the first flight" nikki said
" Oh that's great! Dekh ridhsy! Now u have to sleep alright? " muski said and ridhima smiled and nodded and everyone hugged her

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" Arman kahan hai? " rahul said to atul who was leaning on a pillar with a coffee mug in his hands.
" Apnay room main hai...You know him , woh kaam kar raha hai.. He likes working late nights. And usko kuch bhe bolo tou gussa hojata hai " atul said
" rukh main bulaata hoon usko dinner ke lye " rahul said.

As he entered the room, it was dark, and the room had been covered with Her pictures which showed clearly because of the lights on the top of each picture ! It was her everywhere! Every single place he could see. It was her.. It was Ridhima.. He hadnt forgotten her..
" arman" rahul said lowering his voice and saw a handsome young man sitting on the desk wearing a black shirt with jeans his face burried in his palms his eyes closed.
" Arman " rahul tried again.
" Han bol rahul.. Kya masla hai? Why are u irritating me? " he shouted looking at him his eyes bloodshot red. Showing that he must have cried..
" Arman.. Tou ro kyun raha hai? " Atul who just came in. asked this time .
" Main ro nahi raha " he said looking away
" arman.. What's wrong " atul said
" I dont know damn it! " he shouted and bang! He broke the vase on the desk when atul and rahul came closer to stop him.
" I want her ! I don't know! Saans nahi liya jaata mujhe uske bagair.. Woh mere liye meri jaan se bar kar hai atul! And ur asking what's wrong?? Taras gaya hun main uska chehra dekhne ke lye. Uske sath aik pal bitaanay ki leye.. Uske saaray shauk pooray karnay kay liye chahay woh mujhe maar daalna he kyun na ho! I need my basket back but woh tou abh mujhe kabe nai mil sakti. And ur asking what's wrong? " he broke into pieces at the last stanza and he let his heart out.. His eyes dropped a million tears now.
Silence took place. Than with a pause he realized what he had done.
" Rahul..atul.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to hurt u guys.. But... Pata nahi.. I feel something strange, kal say.. I can feel her presence rahul.. I feel like i'm going closer to her. I feel like she's coming back to me " he said smiling in his tears .
" Arman dekh... Please don't cry.. Hum tere sath hain na.. Ridhima ko bhool ja please arman.. Please " rahul said and he sat helplessly on the chair his eyes letting out a thousand tears and atul and rahul hugged him .
" kaisay bhool jaun main ussay rahul ? Aik aisi larki ko jisi main apnay ap se bhe ziada pyar karta hun.. Jisko mainay apne life ka sabse important part consider kiya.. Kaisay bhool jaun main us ridhima ko jo mujhse itna pyar karte the " he said breaking down. Atul n rahul hugged him consoling him as he cried.
" Guys.. I want to be alone for sometime... Main kal tum logon ko milta hoon. And humen abh sojana chahye. Tomorow we have to go to paris .. The paking is done right? " arman said pretending to be normal
And the boys nodded, and let go of arman and went inside their rooms.

Arman walked to the store room which was big as the size of his room. He opened the door and switched on the yellow lights & kept his hands on a large painting of her he had drawn! It looked so realistic as if it was real. His eyes pour out the emotions, he stood there helplessly.
" basket .. " he whispered... still crying silence took place again.
" tu..tumne kaha tha na tum mujhe kabhe nahi chorogi? " he said
"kahan ho tum ridhima? Please wapas ajao ridhima.. Please.. Aik baar wapas ajao.. I'll never let you go.. I wish tumhe main yaad hota .. I wish main tumhe aik baar tumhe hug karsakta .. Sirf aik baar.. Ridhima, please wapas ajao.. Tumharay bgair kuch acha nahi lagta .. Ridhima.. I promise main kabhe tumhe tanng nahi karunga, i promise jo tum kaho ge hum wohe karaingay i promise i'll never let u go.. But sirf 1 baar, mere paas wapas ajao .. Please " he pleaded parting from there and looking at the mirror he wiped his tears and went inside his room, another sleepless night, he hadn't had a good sleep in like years! Whenever he slept he would have nightmares that showed ridhima putting a gun at arman's brain and instead of shooting him she shoots herself , he would always wake up afraid. Crying ridhima's name . So he started taking drugs that can take him to sleep.. He would work for hours and try not to remember her. Life was nomore then hell. It was better to die than to live...

Thankyou everyone and i love u all muah
With love
Princess

Loved the start... waiting for AR's meet

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