FF:The Missing Word:Chapter 14,15 & 16 added! - Page 4

Yeah, Please continue! I find the story interesting but chapter 6 was too short and definitely we want more kriya scenes...... looking foward to the next chapter soon.

Originally posted by: shefads

Yeah, Please continue! I find the story interesting but chapter 6 was too short and definitely we want more kriya scenes...... looking foward to the next chapter soon.

Originally posted by: HamiSky

You ahve an excellent langauage that makes the read all the more interesting!!

And All the way Kriya..no seond opiniion on that! :-)

thank youuu

update soon .
waiting for kriya romance......... pls dont drag komarsh track too much........ pls................
atleast here in your ff we want only n only kriya...................

Just read all six chapters and i have to say this ff is AWESUM!!!!

Awwwwwhhhh!!!! KriYa Scene Was Soo Good!!

Chapter 7:

Adarsh was standing on the low-lying branch of his self-confessed thinking seat/sycamore tree, ducking around the thorny branches tying to catch a glimpse of Komal. After a particularly low duck, he lost his balance and tumbled head-first into Naina's hibiscus bush. As he emerged red-faced and scratched badly from the branches, he heard a very familiar girlish giggle above his head. He raised his eyes to see the face of the girl of his dreams, stifling her laughter but continuing to glare down at him. Adarsh stood up and brushed his clothes.

After Adarsh's spectacular fall, Komal had all but died laughing. The way his feet stuck up from the bushes and even his shirt had come untucked at the back to reveal a pair of superman boxers above his low-riding jeans, had Komal in splits. To top it all, a bright red hibiscus flower had dislodged from his fall and was currently sticking up from the back of his head. The funny sight of the flower on his head made her giggle again but the sound stuck at the base of her throat as Adarsh stood up.

He was very grown up from the last time Komal remembered seeing him. He had atleast 6 inches of height over her which caused her to feel dwarfened. As she looked up at his face, it was like looking at a familiar stranger. The little boy nose was replaced by a sharp more regal looking one, his eyes were more wise, more deep somehow and his mouth was set more sarcasticly than she remembered. Only the hair was the same. Riotously curly and falling all over the place.

He couldn't believe his eyes. The love of his life..the object of his admiration for the past 5 years was standing in front of him. Glaring at him with eyes full of mirth and fire.

"Aahhhemmgggghhh"

He shook himself from his stupor and looked at her stupidly. Not wanting to believe that such a gross sound had been made by such a pretty girl. Falling back to their old rhythm of snarky insults he opened his mouth to respond.

"Frog died in your throat Yadav?"

"Bite me Saxena.."

"Why are you here? I thought you'd said that you were never setting a foot in my house again?.."

"Oh believe me I'm not here of my own free will.. Bhaiyya asked me to go with Pratigya to college. I went to her house and Sajjan uncle told me that she was here, so I came here.. Bhaiyya insisted that I don't let her go with you to college.. said something about some new punk street kid coming with you today.."

"Punk street kid? Says the boy who set the school gym on fire.. Why didn't he come himself if he's so worried about his precious Pratigya?"

"He wanted to, but dad asked Bhaiyya to accompany him on their party's rally.."

"Oh.. you mean they went to threaten some voters to vote for them else they'll maim their kids and steal their land.. yeah I see why Angad wouldn't want to miss it.. violent bas***d that he is.."

Komal kicked Adarsh nimbly on the knees and looked at him scornfully as he fell down clutching his ankle.

"You just reminded me of the reason I hated you.. bye Adarsh, tell P that I'll see her in college if she gets tired of hanging with losers like you.."

With a toss of her head Komal flounced her way out of the Saxena's garden. Adarsh gave her a sarcastic salute and winced as he stood up and put weight on his abused ankle. For the second time that day he brushed his clothes and swore loudly looking at his watch.

"Where the hell are Pratigya and Krishna?"

Krishna was having trouble breathing. Partly from the effect of having such a pretty girl in such close contact and partly from said pretty girl gently but effectively crushing his sternum. He shifted to draw some air into his lungs. His movement broke Pratigya from her trance and realizing the intimacy of their position, she scrambled to stand up. Krishna who was feeling light-headed looked at her dumbly, not comprehending the fact that the warm, comfortable and sweet-smelling load atop him was gone. As he blinked to clear the haze of Pratigya-induced lust he noticed that she couldn't fully stand up and was fumbling with something at the corner of his jacket.

As soon as she realized that she had been lying on top of Krishna for entirely too much time, she hurried to stand up and leave from this awkward situation. Trouble was, her pretty dangly earring was caught in Krishna's jacket. So she was in an even more awkward position. Bending double over him with her face on his chest like an overly affectionate dog. As she fumbled to free the earring, a rough hand shot up from above her, stilling her frantic movements, trapping her delicate hands in his big one.

It took some time for Krishna to realize Pratigya's dilemma. He felt her scrabbling away at his chest and waited quietly for a few seconds.

"I am not enjoying this.. I am merely giving her time to free herself.. I hate this.. really..", his mind was chanting.

"Yeah right!", his heart spoke over his mind, "Not enjoying this my ass.. there are certain parts of you that seem to be enjoying this a tad more than required.."

"Ok that's it..i'm not listening to you anymore..help her you moron..help her free herself.."

Krishna decided to listen to his mind (as it had helped him in quite a few sticky situations and his heart did nothing but get him in trouble). He grabbed hold of her hands and proceeded to remove the errant earring from where it had entangled with his jacket just like the both of them not many minutes ago. As he released the catch holding the erring in place, it fell down and Pratigya stood up and straightened her clothes. Offering Krishna her hand and a cocky smile which belied her inner turmoil she pulled him up.

Author's Note: KriYa finally meet and talk face to face (without all the physical contact-ing that seems to be going on with them 😉) in the next chapter. Reviews are known to make me post faster. The more reviews I get, the more KriYa you get. Do you see where I'm going with this? Review-hungry muse makes me blackmail you' 😉

It was a very nice chp.So Adarsh and Komal talk to each other after a long time!Looking forward to more KriYa so update soon😊

Woahhh!! Komal Is Soo Rudee! LOL

Chapter 8:

Krishna took Pratigya's offered hand and slowly stood up. He straightened his jacket and noticed her grinning at him from the corner of his eyes. Relieved that she had not bolted as soon as she was free, he returned her smile and started to think of something witty to say to her.

"Say something idiot. Don't just stand there grinning like a fool… AND LET GO OF HER HAND!"

He immediately let go of her hand and looked at the floor trying to think of a way to start the conversation.

"We have got to stop keep meeting like this."

On hearing the sound of her sweet voice, Krishna looked up in relief.

"First the entire breakfast-in-boxers incident. Now this… Lets just do this all over again? Ready?"

She offered him her hand again.

"I am Pratigya Singh. I live across the street from you. Adarsh is my best friend/dorky rakhi-brother and Naina aunty and Shyam uncle are the understanding surrogate parents I never had. Oh, and I am very sorry for laughing at your nakedness this morning."

"That's ok.." Clearing his suddenly dry throat Krishna continued, "I am Krishna. I was Mr. Shyam's client, which is just a polite way of saying that I was jailed.. I was innocent and released and had no place to stay. So Shyam decided to let me stay with them. It's my first day of college and already I'm starting to feel like I don't fit in.."

"I still feel like an alien among these people. That's saying something, given that I was born here. Don't worry. If you stick with Adarsh and me, people won't even notice that you're new here…"

Just then, the door slammed open and Adarsh strode in with his hands on his hips.

"Why are you holding hands?", he asked suspiciously looking at Krishna and Pratigya's awkward handshake.

Realizing that he was still clutching Pratigya's hand, he let go of it for the second time that morning.

"We're late..C'mon..", Pratigya said picking her bag up from where it had landed on the floor.

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"So, you did you decide that Angad and his gang don't torture you enough?"

"Did Krishna cut off the blood-supply to your brain when you shook hands? What are you talking about?", Adarsh looked at Pratigya quizzically.

In response, she gestured to his head.

"What?"

"Look in the mirror, you dork!"

Adarsh stopped in front o the hallway mirror and turned his head.

"Oh my God!!"

"A dramatic red flower in the hair is the latest fashion rage. All the designers on the Paris runway have caught up with this trend."

"Shut up! Oh my God!... Did Komal see me like this?"

"Komal? She was here?"

"Yeah.. she came looking for you.. Your loser boyfriend sent her. Told her to keep you away from Krishna"

Krishna looked at Pratigya when Adarsh mentioned her boyfriend. All the color in her face drained and she stopped walking.

"He said that?.... I have to go.. I'll see you in college. Bye Krishna"

Pratigya gave them a wave and ran ahead of them. Adarsh shook his head at her and continued his stride as if this was a daily occurrence for him.

"Don't you find that strange at all?"

"What? The Pratigya running-away bit? Nah.. I'm used to it by now."

"Who's the mystery boyfriend?"

"His name is Angad Yadav…"

"Yadav? Any relation with your vertically-challenged chick?"

"Yup.. He's her brother."

"Why does Pratigya obey everything he says? She doesn't exactly look like the agreeing type."

"Angad's family are very notorious politicians. Almost everyone around here is really intimidated by them. Angad is as crooked as they get."

"How did Pratigya get involved with someone like him?"

"Her father decided that the future of his construction empire would be much brighter if the Yadavs were to fund his projects. To ensure that the money kept on coming, Sajjan Singh has promised his only daughter to Angad Yadav. Poor Pratigya never saw it coming."

As Krishna digested this information, his mind kept reverting back to the night he had seen Pratigya crying on the roof of her house. He now understood the cause of the helplessness in her eyes. Thinking about forced marriages and crooked politicians, he almost missed the mammoth gates that framed his new college.

Chapter 9:

"Where are you?"

"In college. Where are you?"

"Babuji brought me along for some campaigning work. Did you go with Komal?"

"Yes", Pratigya lied, tucking her hair behind her ears.

"Good. I don't want you to hang out with the riff-raff that Saxena has released from prison. Babuji is calling me.. I have to go. Love you baby"

"Bye Angad."

Breathing a sigh of relief and trying to lose the constriction she got in her chest every time she lied to Angad, she snapped her phone shut.

"So? You came with me to college, huh?"

"Komal! What's new in lying to your brother for me? You know I do it for you.. And I walked to college alone.."

"Lying for some complete hottie with a brand new car is different from lying for that Adarsh Saxena and some juvie kid."

"Hey! Adarsh is my friend. Ok? And you might ignore him, but he's still the sweet boy who wouldn't hurt a fly. And as for Krishna, he's 100 times better than any boy you go out with."

"Krishna? Who's Krishna?"

Pratigya caught sight of Adarsh and Krishna entering the college and waved to them. "There.. That is Krishna"

Komal turned to look at the Adonis walking beside Adarsh. He had on a black t shirt over which he had worn a gray sweatshirt and the most rugged and sexy leather jacket she had seen in her life. His blue jeans were tucked into a pair of well-worn, black Doc Martens. The combined effect of his clothes was so over-poweringly male that Komal couldn't help but blush when his eyes caught hers. His hair was just the perfect amount of shaggy and were the jet black color of raven feathers. A gust of wind blew a lock of that perfect hair on his forehead, giving him a rakish appearance. He looked at Pratigya and smiled and that was the grin that completely broke Komal's heart. It was sexy and endearing and went perfectly with his bedroom eyes.

Komal looked up at him and smiled back. Krishna noticed her grin and smiled back.

"What are you doing?"

"What!?"

"Why are you grinning at them?"

"Why? Aren't they your friends?"

"Ok.. There are still some social rules that you have to understand." Adarsh pulled Krishna away from Pratigya and Komal and started explaining. "I am at the very bottom of the social ladder here. You are guilty by association and hence share the step with me. Pratigya, Komal and the other girls around them own the ladder. So while we are in college, we pretend that we don't know Pratigya."

"That is the stupidest thing I have ever heard. No one would even care about this at my old school. If she's your friend, she should have the guts to talk to you regardless of silly social norms. Otherwise she's not your true friend Adarsh."

"Concept is grasped, but the execution is still elusive. Things are different around here Krishna. You just do what I do and then no one will even notice that you're here"

Saying this, Adarsh started walking towards the imposing stone building. From the corner of his eye Krishna saw Pratigya looking at them. Deciding to get a jumpstart on ignoring her, just as Adarsh had said, he glanced in the opposite direction and took off behind Adarsh.

Author's Note: KriYa meet at a party in the next chapter.. Muse is certain that review dance isn't working..Wants me to start some other new review-begging technique..😆 Read and review guys..