I ONE SHOTS I A throwback to the wonderful journey Kabir and Ananya shared through the form of reporters... discovering every wonderful slice of relationships Reporters portrayed. Reporters might not have been perfect, but it is undoubtedly one of the best and realistic offerings television had for its audience. Pity those who don't value intellect and strong spine heroines, for Reporters barely walked into the waters of a crying one.
These one shots are nothing but a gift from the fans to the wonderful show... no matter how things were - there were several times when we would have wanted Reporters just the way it was!
So below are a series of Independent One Shots for our dearest Reporters!
I Yeh Dosti... I
"Tarini please tum janti ho mujhey inn parties ko attend karne ka bilkul mann nahi karta. Yaar waise hi itni mushkil se ek chutti mili hai, mujhey aaram se Anurag ke saath time spend karne do. Right Anurag?" says Kabeer, giving a high-five to Anurag, sitting with him on Kabeer's bed. "Right Bhaiya!" smiles Anurag, giving him a high-five. "Wrong!" scolds Tarini to both of them, but of course, none of the other two mind, they are used to Tarini's dominating nature.
Pulling Kabeer a little by his shoulder, she says, "Kabeer tum jante ho na ki ye party tumhare future ke liye kitna important hai?" But Kabeer remains busy, playing with Anurag. Although listening to Tarini, but not giving much attention. This irritates her, "theek hai mat mano meri baat mujhey kya!" , getting angry she leaves for the other room.
As she leaves the room, Kabeer looks towards the door, then turns to look towards Anurag, with a naughty smile on his face. "Yaar tumhari Didi to kuch zada hi serious thi shayad, aur ab to gussa bhi ho gayi. Ab kya karein?" asks Kabeer. "Arey Bhaiya dikha do unhe ki aap bhi Kabeer Sharma' ho, mere Kabeer Bhaiya! Darte ho kya unse?" asks Anurag, teasingly.
"Oye main kisi se nahi darta!" replies Kabeer, which makes both of them to laugh, knowing that Tarini's anger does matter to him, he doesn't like it when she gets angry or tensed. Sighing, he says, "Chalo theek hai aata hun abhi tumhari Didi ko mana kar". "Nahi mana paoge aaj. Kal hi manengi wo ab", says Anurag, unwrapping his chocolate which is given by Kabeer.
Kabeer turns to look at him, as he reaches the door of his room by then. Impressed by the daring nature of Anurag, Kabeer raises an eyebrow as a smile comes on his lips, he dares Anurag back, "lag gayi shart?" "Theek hai" says Anurag, casually, as if he is sure he'll win so he doesn't have to get excited about anything, his focus still on his chocolate.
Smiling, Kabeer turns to leave when Anurag calls him by saying, "aatey hue chocolate le aana!" Smiling wholeheartedly, Kabeer shakes his head on Anurag's sweetness. Suddenly he remembers the task in his hand, "Tarini!" saying this with wide eyes, he runs for the other room.
Knocking the closed door, he calls before pushing the door open, "Tarini!" Finding her sitting at the far edge of the bed, anger visible on her face, brings a smile on Kabeer's face. Closing the door behind him, Kabeer reaches her and sits next to her. Tarini doesn't turn to look at him. Kabeer wairs, processing how should he start.
"Kya baat hai? Koi problem hai?" asks Kabeer, slowly, not rushing his words. "Tum ho meri problem!" scolds Tarini, still not ready to look at him. Laughing, sarcastically, he says, "I know! Isliye to main yahan hun, tumhare aur Anurag ke saath". Realizing that she shouldn't have said those words, because although she didn't mean it that way, the way he is indicating through his words, but it certainly fits in that sense too.
Suddenly feeling guilty, she turns to look towards him and apologizes, "I am sorry Kabeer, mera wo matlab nahi tha!" Smiling, he assures her, "I know. Par ye galat bhi to nahi hai. Agar uss waqt jab media tarah-tarah ki baatein kar rahi thi humare barey mein, main ye accept nahi karta ki hum dono ke beech koi rishta hai, to shayad aaj tum issey better life lead kar rahi hoti".
Placing her hand on his hand with an urgency in her voice, she tells him, "Kabeer agar tum uss waqt ye baat accept nahi karte to shayad ye baat aur zada failti. Unhe chup karane ka yahi akhri tareeka tha, and we both know it. Aur iss baat ke failne ka result kitna negative hota ye tum aur main achi tarah se jantey hain". Giving a sarcastic smile, Kabeer says, "negative? As if abhi kitne positive results mil gaye humein! Khud ko dekho, kitni mushkil se tumhari stories ab logo ne lena shuru kia hai" "Kabeer..."
"Nahi Tarini tum mujhey iss baat ke liye kabhi convince nahi kar paogi. Aur Tarini agar wo baat wohin tak rehti to theek tha. Bhaley hi jab logo ne humare upar ungli uthayi tab hum sahi the, koi galti nahi ki thi humne, koi rishta nahi tha humara, par uske baad kya?" asks Kabeer, looking towards Tarini, creasing his brows.
"Uss raat mera frustration level itna badh gaya tha ki main humari dosti ki mariyada ko langh gaya!" with teary eyes, he looks towards Tarini and apologizes, "I am really sorry Tarini uss din..." "24!" says Tarini and this makes Kabeer to blush. "24th time tum mujhse sorry' keh rahe ho" reminds Tarini, showing her anger. Blushing and shaking his head, Kabeer says, "aur har baar ki tarah iss baar bhi tum count karna nahi bhuli", smiles Kabeer.
"Bus Kabeer. Ek baat batao kya galti sirf tumhari thi? Meri bhi thi na? Nahi rok payi thi na tumhe? To kyun humesha tum mujhse maafi mangte ho? Agar galti dono ki thi to maaafi ek kyun mange? Ek kaam karte hain, abse jab bhi hum miley na, milte hi subse pehle ek baar tum mujhse maafi mangna, ek baar main tumse maafi maang lungi. Fir purey din ka quota khatam ho jayega. Purey din koi dusre se at least iss baat ke liye sorry nahi kahega" says Tarini getting angry. Just to lighten her mood, Kabeer asks, "acha fir kisi aur baat ke liye to bol sakte hain na?", controlling his laughter.
"Haan baki kisi bhi baat ke liye tum mujhse maafi maang sakte ho" declares Tarini. "Ek minuter! Main mang sakta hun? Aur tum? Tum nahi mangogi?" asks Kabeer, creasing his brows. Trying to hide her amusement, Tarini looks anywhere but at him and asks, "Main galti karti kahan hun jo maafi mangungi?" Narrowing his eyes on her, Kabeer glares at Tarini and both of them end up laughing.
Kabeer gives Tarini a friendly hug when Tarini makes the best use of the opportunity and says, "Kabeer!" "Hmm.." "Party mein chalo na" says Tarini, careful that they don't end up fighting again. "Yaar Tarini, tum achi tarah janti ho kab mere mood ka faida uthana hai, nahi ?" smiles Kabeer, then leaves her.
Tarini looks at him sheepishly. Smiling, Kabeer says, "acha theek hai, ready ho jao". This makes Tarini to smile wholeheartedly. Suddenly Kabeer's phone rings and on the screen flashes the name Miss Kashyap'.
Tarini reads it too and she gets a good opportunity to pull his leg. "Waise Kabeer, tum mujhey bataoge ki tumhari ye Miss Kashyap' tumhe din mein kitni baar phone karti hai?" Her question makes him to blush and shy. " Miss Kashyap' would be fine. Meri' lagane ki zarurat nahi hai!" "Ohoo... to Mr. Kabeer Sharma ko sharm aa rahi hai?" "Tarini!" scolds Kabeer, lovingly.
"Ab tum mujhey baat karne dogi?" asks Kabeer, laughing while he asks this. "Acha baba ab main kabab mein haddi' nahi bann rahi. Enjoy!" smiling, she leaves a blushing Kabeer in the room.
By : RNPoint1857
I I Just Met You & This Is Crazy I "Kab..." Ronnie regretted as Ananya spat her coffee and stared at him, wide eyed. Her brown eyes twinkled with childlike joy and she shot up from her seat, her nimble fingers clumsily clasping the pendant around her neck.
Taking a few deep breaths, she stood next to an amused Ronnie who pointed at the magnet of KKN, standing with the other heads, looking all too busy. But Ananya saw none of that... the entire world was blurred except for the man in a sky blue shirt.
He was everything she had ever dreamed of. From his squared jaws, dark, intelligent eyes and, his pursed lips... he was the man she was devoted to - in flesh and blood... right before her. Giddy with excitement, she held Ronnie's arm for support as she felt a wave of fear as well.
Would her hero understand what he means in her life? How could she just... just speak to him?
"Huh?" She half heard what Ronnie told her about the man whose life she knew at the back of her hand. Yet when the words of "... he's joining KKN as the Editor In Chief..." hit her, Ananya crashed back to reality and turned sharply towards a still amused Ronnie.
Her stomach felt queasy and she felt diagnosed with a severe case of verbal diarrhea "Ananya, shut up! What is it? You're yapping nonsense for the past ten minutes now." Ananya cast an irritable glance at Ronnie and shyly checked out Kabir from a distance, somewhere down the line... she knew it was more than just idolization.
"You know... I just love Kabir sir." She breathed out, her fingers tightening around the pendant.
Little knowing how deep her own feelings ran for a man she only knew through papers and television, she gave into her wishes and took Ronnie's advise to meet The Kabir Sharma in person.
Live.
Her palms felt clammy and heartbeats rose to a breakneck speed. Muttering a quick prayer to the almighty, she closed her eyes and repeated what she was to say to the man who was a part of creating her own identity.
Ten years down the line she might call it destiny, coincidence or funny plans of God that she bumped straight into a solid muscular warmth. Taken aback by the warmth yet the icy strength, a baffled and flushed Ananya stepped back to look into the confused dark eyes of Kabir Sharma.
Heck, it was way more than idolization - cause Ananya just felt her heart flutter and lose into... his hands.
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Kabir jumped in shock, and swiftly turned behind. There were rare times when one could surprise Kabir Sharma and catch him off guard, and this was to be one of those rare moments. Just as he turned, he found a flushed girl staring at him... her eyes wide and dark.
Attraction Confusion Relief Shock Surprise Want Enlightenment
He read it all. She had rather expressive eyes. Eyes that told a bit too much...
Irrespective of the caustic words, he found himself grinning as the little girl nursed her crush against him and tried to speak in a sentence, without fumbling. He amused himself of her little tragedy but was slightly taken aback by the sight of reverence in her eyes.
Nothing made a difference, any other girl would have lost her cloud of teenage crush by the few words he uttered but he saw the instant denial of his behavior in her eyes and plain, simple devotion. A slight lump formed in his throat and he stepped back, as if her gush of warmth had scalded him.
He turned sharply and left, the impeccable actor he was, neither got to know of his trepidations. Kabir felt his own heart hammer against his chest at that girl, Ananya's, unadulterated love for him. And it feared him because he didn't know her... but definitely wanted that little piece of admiration from her.
It helped him and his bruised heart.
His eyes turned slightly wide as he felt his chest feel too empty, he paused to look back at the little bumbling girl and he knew he would be meeting her very soon. The spark in her eyes were unforgettable and that had held on to him like a magnet.
Being the man he was, he knew that her comments in the editorial discussions would affect him. Her decisions, her reporting... everything would affect him. The little enjoyment of her mundane life would be the innocence he would look forward to. Her curiosity, mistakes, apologies, and intelligence would have his attention.
Heck, he knew it all... yet why couldn't he understand the flutter in his own heart?
By: IArmageddonI
I Hum Phir Mile... I "Jaldi chal Ronnie!" scolds Ananya, climbing the stairs of the temple. "Ohhoo... chal raha hun. Abey tujhey itni jaldi kyun ho rahi hai? Konsa bhagwan kahin bhagey ja rahe hain?" asks Ronnie, climbing the stairs behind Ananya. Ananya stops at the second last stair, rolling her eyes, she turns to address Ronnie.
Pointing her index finger towards him, she warns him, "Dekh Ronnie, mujhey bhagwan ke upar aise mazak bilkul nahi pasand" "Acha baba sorry!" apologizes Ronnie, reaching her. "Waise main kya bol raha hun, kyun na Shivratri Celebration' cover karein hum?" suggests Ronnie. Ananya stares him quizzically.
"Kyun na tu Shivratri Celebration' pe ek choti si story cover karke dikhade? Tera practical aur viva saath mein hi ho jayega, kya bolti hai?" asks Ronnie, holding his waist from either side. His suggestion brings a smile on her face, "haan yaar Ronnie waise idea to tu bilkul sahi de raha hai!", exclaims Ananya. "Chal cover karte hain", Ananya gives a thumbs up to Ronnie, as they reach the interior of the temple.
Standing by one of the pillars inside the temple, his arms crossed, Kabeer enjoys the whole conversation between the duo. Laughing silently, he mummers, "kaise-kaise log reporters banne chal dete hain!" Reaching him and Anurag, after performing her puja, Tarini asks, "chalein Kabeer?" Sitting on his wheel chair, Anurag pulls Tarini's duppatta, "Didi prasad do na", he demands.
The pulling of her duppatta unbalances Tarini's hold a little, on the plate she has been carrying, and an apple falls off her plate and goes rolling down. Picking it up quickly, Kabeer places it back on her plate and says a bit loudly, on intention, "dhyan se Tarini, warna log iss cheez ko bhi khabar bana kar news mein dikha denge" he taunts at Ananya, without looking towards her.
His words successfully reaches the ears where he wanted them to reach. Staring him in anger, her body half turned towards Kabeer, Ananya, without looking towards Ronnie, forwards her puja ki thali towards Ronnie, "ye pakadiyo main abhi ayi". Knowing her nature very well, Ronnie tries to calm her down, holding the plate, "dekh Ananya rehne de na kya tu bhi choti-choti baaton ko lekar... I mean hum... mera matlab tu to unhe janti bhi nahi hai, fir kya panga lena?" Ronnie tries to make her understand. Turning towards Ronnie, she tells him, "exactly that's the problem, jab hum ek dusre ko jante hi nahi, so who is he ki wo mere barey mein kuch kahe?" saying this Ananya walks to Kabeer.
Kabeer who was paying attention to the whole conversation between Ananya and Ronnie, waits for her to reach him.
Reaching him, Ananya crosses her arms, looking straight into his eyes, creasing her brows, she asks, "kya keh rahe the aap?" Kabeer remains quiet, giving her full opportunity to speak. "Waise ek baat bataiye, reporting ke barey mein jante kya hain aap?" Her question makes Kabeer to raise an eyebrow, smile twitching on his lips. "Ananya beta tu chal..." suggests Ronnie, standing behind her at a good distance. Without turning to address him, Ananya points her index finger to Ronnie, indicating him to remain quiet.
"Bataiye? Apko pata hai khabrein hoti nahi hain, khabrein banayi jati hain?" Impressed by her words, Kabeer gives an appreciative nod and asks, "very nice line! Apki apni hai?" "Haan!" answers Ananya, hurriedly, in excitement. Kabeer raises his right eyebrow, giving her chance to cross-check. Cascading her eyes, she rectifies her words, "mera matlab mere kisi apne ne kahi hai, achi lagi to use kar li". Kabeer points out her words by repeating it, " apne' ne?" But his enquiry couldn't shake her confidence, "han!" she replies, increasing her level of voice.
Her words succeeds in surprising Ronnie too and he couldn't help himself from intervening , "apne ne?" Ananya turns to look at Ronnie and gestures him by enlarging her eyes, to remain quiet! Ronnie shakes his head, smiling and lowers his head and starts anticipating her reaction when she'll come to know about the man, standing in front of her.
"I am sure apka ye 'apna' kafi intelligent hoga" Kabeer tries to hide his amusement. "Waise... Ananya... right?" he asks, just to clarify. "Apko mera naam kaise pata?" asks Ananya, knitting her brows, a lot of suspicion hidden in her voice. "Ji abhi-abhi apke dost ne apka naam lia tha" smiles Kabeer. "Oh... it's nice to know ki aap apke samne kya-kya ho raha hai har baat par nazar rakhte hain. Actually you know what apko na news reporter' bann jana chahiye! Aise logon ki sakht zarurat hai news room mein. And think about this, aap TV pe bhi aa payenge! Ab itne good looking aur handsome to aap hai nahi ki movies ke hero bann jayein! Acha option de rahi hun". Kabeer folds his arms and acts to think.
Ananya stares him in utter surprise, "I don't believe this, he is actually thinking about this". She says, as she takes her steps backwards, still staring Kabeer in utter surprise. "Ananya Kashyap chup ho ja" warns Ronnie under his breath, but it doesn't escape Kabeer's ears. Smirking, he indicates Ronnie with his index finger to remain quiet and let her speak.
Noticing the he is drifting his attention from her, makes her feel jealous. "Ye aap idhar-udhar kya dekh rahe hain? Meri taraf dekhiye, hum baat kar rahe hain, aap aur Ronnie nahi!" scolds Ananya. "Hum nahi Miss Kashyap, aap baat kar rahi hain! Main to bus sunn raha hun!" smiles Kabeer, emphasizing on hum' and aap'.
His words irritates her even further. Having a loss of words to describe her anger towards him, shaking her head, Ananya takes backward steps and says, "Mujhey na apse..." as she takes another step backward, her feet slips as she unconsciously steps on the dropped oil on the floor. "Ananya!" shouts Ronnie. But Kabeer was quicker than her fall.
He catches her at the correct moment, preventing her from falling. In those friction of seconds many things happen altogether - Ananya slipping on the oil, Kabeer catching her before she falls, Ronnie shouting Ananya!' and Tarini shouting "Kabeer!" and Anurag witnessing the whole incident opened mouth!
Ananya holds him tightly by his shoulders, her eyes closed tightly. While Kabeer's left arm is curled around her waist, possessively.
(Kabeer-Ananya tune begins in the background as Kabeer keeps staring a terrified Ananya, wrapped by his arms, safely!)
A smile creeps on Kabeer's lips as he stares Ananya and thinks how stupid you are Ananya! Tum aisa soch bhi kaise sakti ho ki mere hotey hue tumhe kuch ho sakta hai?'
After staring for sometime, Kabeer whispers to Ananya, "aankhein kholiye Miss Kashyap, humare dost humein dekh rahe hain. I am sure aap mere saath iss position mein apne doston ke samne rehna enjoy to nahi karengi? Nahi?", teases Kabeer. His words help her to get out of her trance and she realizes how embarrassing position it is that her friend is witnessing of her.
And as if it isn't enough, suddenly they remember, Anurag'! "Anurag!" "Bacha!" they both exclaim together, both indicating towards Anurag with their exclaimations. Kabeer makes her to stand properly on her feet, looking at her intently. He changes his focus only when he becomes sure that Ananya is fine. Slowly, Ananya raises her eyes to look at him, shyness visible in her eyes.
(Kabeer-Ananya tune begins in the background as Ananya looks at him)
Kabeer looks towards Anurag, then towards Tarini and Ronnie and realizes that the incident didn't just cause Kabeer and Ananya to blush, but the blush on the face of the trio in front of him tells him that they are affected too!
Kabeer feels a little uncomfortable, specially because of the presence of Anurag. He lowers his eyes out of shyness on seeing Anurag. He was about to walk, that he remembers what just happened. Turning to look towards Ananya, he forwards his hand to help her.
(Kabeer-Ananya tune begins in the background as he extends his hand towards her, looking intently towards her, with a little smile on his lips)
Ananya stares back at him, smiling a little too and places her hand on his hand. Turning to look towards the trio, they walk forth towards them.
Realizing that they should not mention what just happened between Kabeer and Ananya, Tarini and Ronnie reach their respective friend, "Kabeer tum theek ho na?" asks Tarini, concerned. "Ananya tu theek hai na? asks Ronnie, concerned. Ananya nods her head to a yes'. Kabeer assures Tarini, "main theek hun" after seeing Ananya nodding at Ronnie's question, which assures him that she is indeed okay.
Then Tarini turns towards Ananya and asks, "tum theek ho na?" Ananya nods to a yes' again, with a little smile. Kabeer stares Ananya, assuring himself yet again that she is indeed fine. Ronnie asks Kabeer, "Sir aap theek hain?" Smiling Kabeer assures him as well, "han Ronnie, waise bhi giri Miss Kashyap thi, main nahi" laughs Kabeer, a little. The other four laugh too.
Nudging Ronnie, Ananya asks, "tu inhe itni respect kyun de raha hai?" "Respect?" asks Ronnie, confused. "Sir kyun keh raha hai?" asks Ananya, creasing her brows. "Ohh... kyun tujhey bura lag raha hai?" asks Ronnie with a motive to irritate her further. Ananya glares at him "Chal tu yahan se!" orders Ananya. Holding Ronnie by his upper arm, she turns to leave. "Arey Miss Kashyap!" calls Kabeer after her.
(Kabeer-Ananya tune begins in the background)
He walks to her and asks her, smiling "to bataiye kabse join karun news room as a news reporter?" "Kabeer!" Scolds Tarini. Smiling, he keeps staring Ananya. Shaking her head, all serious Ananya leaves. As she descends the stairs, Ananya turns back to look at Kabeer and finds him staring her already, smiling. Ananya smiles back a little.
(Kabeer-Ananya tune continues in the background and Ananya and Ronnie leave)
By: RNPoint1857
I Wouldn't It Be Nice I
"3... 2... 1... ugh! Kabir! Where's your ATTENTION!" Kabir jumped out of his trance and colored rapidly as a few annoyed heads turned in his direction. Khalid cussed under his breath and threw his hands above his head.
Kabir Sharma, the hero of his play, was I.M.P.O.S.S.I.B.LE.
"You either do it or focus here, I do not take any eye sex! For God's sake you're getting betrayed by Brutus and your face is enlightened and is if you've gained freaking Nirvana!" Khalid bellowed while Kabir choked on his bottle of water, blinking rapidly and clearing throat.
"Sorry sir." Kabir scratched the back of his neck and continued to stare at a Ronnie who looked like he would blast any second. "Dare you laugh on me!" Kabir snarled while Ronnie raised his hands and asked for a preparation time out.
"When I come back, you're going to cry your lungs out and say et tu Brute? If not..."
"Kill him sir, anyways he needs to die only." Ronnie added casually while Kabir thumped Ronnie way too hard on his back. Apologising to Khalid once more, Kabir turned around and recounted his lines.
"He was a noble man..." Ronnie mimicked Manav who tried to memorise the speech for Anthony and failed repeatedly. "How come he managed to come to class today? If I weren't wrong... yesterday he had nausea, day before typhoid and the day before that flu." Kabir joked as a pale Manav kept on repeating his lines.
"Nothing, Khalid sir ended up beating the shit out of Manav because he was too scared to say the entire monologue!" Malvika walked in, however, pausing to cast a shy glance at Manav.
"Malu, why are you dating Manav... he's a choosa hua aam!" Ronnie shrieked as Malvika punched him hard. Looking at Kabir's lost state Malvika cleared her throat "Or else do what? Like Khalid sir said... eye sex with A..."
"Shut up! It's nothing to do with Ananya!" Kabir bit back and frowned into his lines, staring as if the paper would burn into ashes. "I didn't even take Ananya's name!" Malvika and Ronnie high fived each other while Kabir felt his ears burning up.
"Ananya? Did anyone call me?" A soft, squeaky voice took Kabir's attention as a shy twenty year old Ananya made her way up the stage. A goofy smile hung around his lips as he noticed her messy hair tied severely into a bun and her black t shirt having a little Nike sign.
For the past four years in theatrical school, Kabir had his eyes on this cute little nymph called Ananya. Her cheeks would often turn into interesting shades of red whenever he caught her in a boisterous act and her voice would always be soft, tantalizing to his ears.
Ananya, unlike the others, worked in the background. She has her hand in preparing scripts and setting the stage. Her dream was to script a Broadway at New York. White was her favorite colour and she was born on...
"Stop boring the audience with slambook information!" Ronnie nudged Kabir not so subtly as Kabir cleared his throat and walked up to a waiting Ananya. "Yes Kabir, any problem?" She paused to push back her too large spectacles while Kabir melted, once again.
Damn.
She was just a adorable cute little button.
He snapped out of his staring zone as his phone beeped "Tell the poor girl smthin n stop hvin EYE SEX wid her! Yeah bro I luv u 2." "Ronnie!" Kabir cursed under his breath and looked at a confused Ananya.
"You want Ronnie?" Ananya gently checked him out from head to toe... Kabir didn't look like someone who would be homosexual, but then it's not bad. Even if she felt slightly broken but it's ok, everyone's allowed their sexual preference.
What little Ananya didn't know was that she had mouthed everything she thought and Kabir almost yelled "NO! STOREROOM! I NEED STOREROOM." Ananya stifled a giggle at his flushed face and shrugged her shoulders "So go, oh, am I stopping you?"
Hell no... just keep on stopping me...
"I don't know where it is..." Kabir lied flatly while Ananya's pretty brows knotted.
"But you've been here for four years..." She threw at him while Kabir rolled his eyes "I forgot! What's with you girls! Always in a snoopy mode... journalism needs you, you know!" Malvika opened her mouth in indignation at this insult but before she could say anything Kabir grabbed Ananya and walked towards the storeroom.
"You said you didn't know where it is..." Ananya said while Kabir grit his teeth "So SHOW me! I didn't know, I know a little. If you don't want to help..."
Ananya's eyes went rounder as his pitch went higher "Ok I'll take you but what's there to freak out about?" Kabir felt like banging his head on the wall. In front of him his cute button was nibbling her soft lips with her tiny teeth and...
Shit... he was obsessed, possessed. Like those anti heroes in terrible novels. Was this the route to be a stalker?
Ananya cleared her throat and gave a weird glance at a lost Kabir and walked in. "By the way do you..aaa!" Ananya shrieked as she fell right on her face, wailing as her head throbbed with pain.
"Shit! Ananya am so sorry!" Kabir followed suit and helped her leg off a loose wire. "Why are these storerooms so khatarnaak! I swear you'll find a dead body someday." Ananya grunted while Kabir shook his head. He gently took his kerchief out and wiped the little blood trickling down her nose.
"Ananya, please fight with the storeroom facility for the rest of your life... for now you are bleeding from your nose." Kabir said as Ananya stiffened, stared at his face and yelled even louder on seeing her own blood drop on the floor.
"OH MY GOD... KABIIIRRR..." Ananya shrieked while Kabir held her and laid her on a table. Ananya felt heat shoot up and her hands stilled as Kabir grabbed her head, gently, and bent it below the table level.
"There's just one way to shut you up... I swear..." Kabir whispered while Ananya forgot about her bleeding. Oh let it bleed for eternity while she nestled in his arms, his face frighteningly close to hers. Ananya closed her eyes as he cupped her face more firmly.
This was it, her first kiss.
In a storeroom, with a nosebleed.
Perfect.
Her eyes shot open as she felt cold wetness across her nostrils. "Hein?" She muttered, her face scrunched in disappointment while Kabir looked back at her with equal confusion. "What? Now stay still and keep your head low, you should stop bleeding soon."
He was putting a wet tissue on her nose while Ananya just blinked, what the hell! Wait, did she really want that kiss.
What the hell?
"Waise Ananya," Kabir paused to take out and dust an old toga from the clothes box "why did you close your eyes?" Ananya gulped and remained deathly silent while Kabir packed the necessary articles in a bag. Taking a quick few steps, he smiled as her bleeding stopped and helped her up.
Just as Ananya was about to leave, Kabir placed a hand across the exit and looked into her flustered eyes "I don't like to have my questions unanswered. So why did you close your eyes?" Kabir took a step closer and smiled with satisfaction as a deep pink marred her cheeks.
"Or, what did you think I was going to do..." Kabir asked as Ananya blushed crimson, fumbling with her now broken spectacles. "Can you fix this for me?" Ananya asked ever so softly that Kabir left the door and looked at her poor, broken glasses.
"Su.." His answer hanged in the air as Ananya used that opportunity to duck out and run away, not before stopping to look at him. Her face bright with excitement.
"Practice resumes within five minutes. Go back before Khalid sir blames you of visual intercourse... no wonder my glasses are broken." A shocked Kabir looked on as Ananya winked and ran away.
Kabir grinned and held the spectacles, stopping to dance a little jig.
Damn these freaking good feelings!
By : IArmageddonI
Edited by IArmageddonI - 9 years ago
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