The plot so far...
The whole story is dipicted by the means of Pia's diary. The Black writting is revealing the past, of what's happened. The Blue is the present moment.
Bear patience please the mystery will be revealed - But we need to bring the Past track in line with the present before the mystery is revealed.. then the story will run in real time only.
I hope you are all enjoying this FF - I know it has a huge chunk on Forumwaasi's, They make it more fun for me to keep up my inspiration to write this FF. We get Abhiya in all FF's - but forumwaasi's sirf yahan pe milengey. Hahahaha..
Update - Part 4
I rotated my key in the door lock to an empty home, Mom was on her usual shopping rounds, Papa at the office. Nishi and Panchi stayed behind at the drama club. Carisma was peeved over the play props, C decided to selfishly head off early after summoning the team to attend to the props again. The pendulum on 'the Dadaji's clock' oscillated, and that was the only noise in the house. I headed upstairs to make a early start for the evenings send off party for Anmol and Protima (Pinky), starting with a warm shower.
Papa disapproved our attendance for this party simply because of the news four days before on 'the murder'. There hadn't been much coverage on this - as Dehradun's Mayor Kishwer was apprehensive about drawing negative media attention towards the quiet town of Dehradun, which had been rudely disturbed by the recent event. Deboleena had been following Mayor Kishwer on twitter, where Kishwer promised strong actions leading into the investigation.
There had been some coverage by SBS with Vahbizz's boyfriend Siddhant karnick. Who stopped for a few words. Siddhanth revealed "It is a great loss for me. I am aware that many people did not like Vahb nor was she very famous. But she was all I had".
SBS pressed him further "You don't appear for interviews as much Sid since this incident?"
To which he replied "Vahb used to pay.. I mean organise for the interviews we had participated in. She was always willing to take every measures to promote us. I know she wasn't considered important by the media, but I hope the police will get results".
I guess Shrish, Ritzie, Harini, Nisha were right in their theories about Vahb paying for the Public display affection interviews she shared with S.Karnick. Harini suggested Sid's words didn't seem to emote genuinity of his affections, and the scariest part was Hudini's magic and Harini's theories never went wrong.
I was urged to attend to my mobile with a loud buzzing sound in my bag. On answering I was pleased to hear Syria's chirpy voice. "Hi Pia, are u going to the party tonight?" She enquired.
"I sure am, and Lady if you kindly make your way over, we'll go together", I invited her.
"Yah no probs, Ayesha and I will be there in an hour. Is Shrish coming?" She asked.
"Yah she will, I think she's letting bygones be bygones. See you girls in an hour". I replied.
Nisha mercilessly let her foot all the way down on the brakes to park, as the car skidded in the parking space with a loud screech. This certainly would have caused Whiplash to those seated without a safety belt. The loud music was sounding from Anmols place. "He's definiately hired a brilliant DJ" An excited Nisha ran towards the entrance. This girl na - has no manners or etiquettes in presenting herself fashionably through the entrance.
Shrish seemed nervous, which was unusual. But I could guess why.
Anmol recieved us at the door, whilst Nisha had made her way straight to the DJ to dominate him and the music.
Whilst the remaining group gathered around Anmol. I wandered off in a helpless search of someone. Abhay was new in college - would he have been invited? I wondered. Abhay hadn't fited into any group. I felt embarrassed to ask anyone. Just then I heard a forced attention seeking crackle coming from the bar section. No points for guessing it was Carisma trying to attract the attention of a male. Not any male.. But it was Abhay, as he turned round it was obvious to the core he was bored and aggitated. He turned towards Carisma and removed her hand from his shoulder, with an arrogance filled sentance he wiped C's smile right off "Go away, you are harrassing me. I am not a bat and u might be a ball, but stop throwing yourself at me, coz there is no chances for you to score a sixer here". After leaving C gobsmacked he left. Abhay's direction forced him to walk past me as I stood there frozen with the rythem of my heart dancing again. After walking past he took a few steps back looking directly into my eyes. Whenever his eyes bore into mine, I felt exposed, like my emotions and desires for him will flow out of my eyes. He clutched my hand and held it unclasping my fingers which had formed into a nervous fist. He placed his untouched full glass of juice into my hands with a instruction. "Drink it! You need it!" He walked away again.
By the time I couraged up to turn my head in the direction he headed, he'd already dissapeared.
But what I did manage to see was Shrish and Anmol in a civil converstaion. Anmol still in one piece. "Shrish.. you just have to tell me.. once and I'll...". He was interrupted.
"Oh man Shrish stop being a ziddi fool" Nisha ordered her.
Just then Chakku and Anurag arrived together fashionably late. Whenever Chakku took a ride in Anu's car for some reason his car never picked up speed over 20 MPH. They joined up with the rest of the gang and Chakku took Shrish aside.
"Shrish do you really want Anmol to leave?" Enquired Chakku gently.
"It's not about me, It's about his future" Shrish tried to avoid the blame.
"No - It is about you, he's uncomfortable since.. everything.." Chakku was cut short.
"You don't all have to remind me repeatedly of what happened, he dumped me. I know, I already have forgotten about it. He's a friend now but I can't stop him from leaving". Shrish seemed annoyed.
"Is he just a friend? Have you forgiven him?" Probed Chakku her voice slightly raised.
"Is Anurag - Just your friend Chakku? And yes I have put the past behind me". Replied Shrish matching Chakku's tone.
"This is not about me and Anu". Chakku replied defensively.
"Well be careful coz one day it can be, One can only wait for so long hanging on a thread of friendship only." Shrish spat turning away to leave.
Chakku grabbed her arm and pulled her back. "You're my best friend, I care about you.. don't get me wrong I just don't want this negativity between our friends group". She almost whispered to Shrish, aware of the near physical proximity of Snig. If Snig caught this conversation - the news would spread more rapidly than the Tsunami.
Shrish finally agreed and the girls re-joined the group. Shrish carried a coy smile aware of Anmols eager eyes awaiting her reply, whilst the others looked on with equal eagerness. Shrish gave Anmol a warm smile, that was a message sent. Anmol's eyes lit up like a hundered fireworks, and returned a equally warm balmy smile back and that was a message recieved. I looked on as a silent spectator, causually sipping the juice Abhay left me with. Anurag put his arm around Chakku, who looked up at him and smiled. He gratefully mouthed a 'Thank you' to her silently and she silently mouthed 'It's okay' back to him. I don't think anyone else saw this, other than me.
Shrish finally sealed herself back in her gundi self and pointed a charging finger at Anmol. "Just friends - Nothing more - and definately nothing less either". The group started laughing and Anmol nodded his head at her command in acceptance. At least two old friends had been re-united if nothing else. I know that Shrish was rather glad that Anmol had dumped her, she didn't want to compromise on her freedom and their platonic courtship had been sufforcating her. This is something Shrish would never admit too, as she enjoyed playing the 'bechaari' in all of this. But at last all was well.
"Pia, Piaa, Piaaa !!!! Come here!" A familiar voice called out to me.
I turned around to find the commander, and before me I saw a drunk Panchi gesturing crazily for my attention as she was slinging over the lightweight DJ's arm out of control. He looked as though he needed some help under her weight.
"Oh no Panchi's at it again, throwing herself at random men". I couldn't help but speak out.
"I'm sorry... my sister...DJ" I said whilst I strained under Panchi's weight too, finally we managed to get her seated.
"It's okay! I'm not actually a DJ, I'm just helping out.. I'm Neel, Neel Khurrana". He reached out his hand to greet me.
Panchi cut in whilst slurping on the remains of her drink. "She's Pia.. my litttle sister, and this is Neel I just met him, he's my boyfriend. My sweetie pie, my baby..." she stopped to slurp again.
"I'm sorry this is the drink talking Neel..." I was cut short.
"No, No Pia, Panchi is a really nice girl, I'll be taking her out so I guess I'll be seeing you around." Replied Neel wrapping his arm around Panchi's shoulder to support her balance.
I was shocked, All the boys considered Panchi ugly, obese and hideous. Despite being a Dobriyal Panchi never received a single proposal. If any guy had taken her anywhere, then it was for one thing only. Panchi suffered from low confidence hence ended up drunk at parties and threw herself at everyone. But Neel did not look like someone who'd have shortage of pretty admirers, why would he date Panchi? These were not mean thoughts, but I cared for my sister. Panchi snapped into my thoughts. "Pia don't wait up! I'll be with Neel tonight - all night!" She chirped excited.
"Pan...you can't..." I couldn't manage the words, my tongue and mind had lost connection like someone had come in and snapped the electrical connection off between them.
"She'll be fine, don't worry Pia". Neel said calmly with a wink for reassuarance
I walked away.. and when I glanced back I saw them entwined in a passionate embrace. It seemed Neel cared for Panchi. and I had to be happy for her. Maybe this time she had found someone genuine.
We bid our farewell to just one voyager. Pinky had awaited this moment since .. forever. A dream job in a dream state. Finally her hardwork paid off. She had been the heart and soul of the party all evening. I was extremely happy that her excitement had not been dented by Anmols choice of not joining her. I think she may have preffered it this way as Pinky was the independent sort.
It was already past midnight, Papa had given tight instructions for us to have been home by twelve due to the recent news. Syria and Ayesha decided to stay at the party longer. Shrish had joined Anurag and Chakku, Kebaab mein Gundi!
That left me, Nisha and a speeding car to get home. I tussled with Nisha in order to remove her off the dance floor and drive us home. "Where's Panchi?" She said whilst examining the back seat visually. "Er she's spending the night with Neel, you know - the usual story". I had to be honest.. I couldn't at this point mention that I though Neel was an alright guy, that we'd know more about in the morning, once Panchi sobered up.
"That Despo man! She's such a fat dissapointment! An embarassment!". Nisha spat, raging with anger she slammed the key into the ignition and turned it. The engine only chugged, "Damn this Katara!". She repeatedly kept trying as though she was desperate to get out of there and put a million miles between herself and Panchi.
Abhay manouvered his car out of the parking space and must've heard Nisha's frantic cries and a angry engine chugging back at her every attempt to ignite it. He parked parallel with our Katara.
"That thing won't start - not today anyway... If you want, take a ride in a real car, He gestured to his passenger seat inviting us with a lift. "No Thank you". Nishi's answer was harshly ungrateful.
It was getting late, "Nisha - Abhay is right, let's just go with him". I tried to reason with her.
"You know what you can go, Panchi leaves with a random guy, you can go with Mr Arrogant Attitude! Leave me out of it!" She was annoyed.
"Well in that case you can give my regards to Vahbizz!" Replied Abhay with a sly smirk.
"What do you mean.." I asked, feeling the goosebumps forming.
"Well - ladies shouldn't be travelling by themselves this late, alone in the Dehradun Jungles. Don't you watch the news or were you waiting for a demo?". He opened the central lock, silently inviting us again.
"Damn you Raichand!". Nisha spat again.
"He's right Nisha - Let's go". I tried to pursuade her again, whilst getting out of the car.
At last Nisha decided to join us. I sat in the front and Nisha slouched in then back seat. I tugged at the safety belt unsuccessfully. "Allow me". Abhay moved in towards me, stretching his arm infront to release the strap, and brought it across me. His hand brushed my bare thighs under my short dress as he fastened the seat belt in. I felt my cheeks turn red hot. I couldn't understand Abhay's behaviour, This very man oscillated between a pattern of being hot and cold without warning.
Finally we were on the road and Nisha was in a strop. "Raichand - does your Lexus have speed control? Come on man! even my car in it's stationary status would get us home quicker that your Katara! Jitna atitude tum dikhate ho - let your car match it!" Nisha threw in her nasty remark.
I flicked a dirty look towards Nish. I wanted to fling her out of the car, and spend these precious moments alone with Abhay under the silvery moon. But I had to remember Mom and Dad loved her.
Abhay examined his backseat passenger through the rearview mirror, his jaw twitched, an eyebrow raised, and a nod off the head indicated the challenge was on! We were in for a speed drive. Abhay thumped down on the accelerator all the way. I held onto the door handle, I couldn't manage to find the words to slow him down. The car swirled and swayed in every direction, I couldn't make out the road ahead and closed my eyes praying Abhay knew where he was heading. There was a loud thud! My heart almost leaped out of my chest. I felt he'd hit something. Abhay slammed on the brakes, there was another thud.
I looked back to check on Nish, who had been slammed forward hanging on the back of Abhays seat looking rather Giddy, with the mess of her hair consealing her face, I have to admit she did look a scary sight.
"Dude". She let out a small cry, letting us know she's conscious at least. mystery solved the thud times two was Nisha being slammed across as she was without a safety belt. I should have felt sorry for her, but I didn't - It was her own fault! Abhay started the engine again and Nish decided to wear the belt this time. Oh I hated her for this! Abhay looked pleased with himself.
Eventually we reached home, My knight in shinning armour brought us back home unharmed... well he brought me back home unharmed anyways.
Diary... Who'd have thought what my knight in shinning armour would turn out to be like.
The Raichand's family friends have thrown a party in celebration of our wedding. Abhay verbally threw the instruction manual at me on 'How to behave' for this party. How can I cloak my feelings and emotions and paint a fake smile? How can I celebrate a union which is tearing me apart? How can I pretend to be happy, when every moment of my life I spend petrified and scared for my future.
How will I do it?
Next chapter we'll have some update on what happened at the party.
Edited by carisma2 - 13 years ago
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