Saudade? ... PrAnushka FF Epilogue Page 104 and Pg 107 dt 28 Dec 17 - Page 4

Originally posted by: PriyaSweety-Anu

Thanks for Update,Dear.😊

I Just Read Part-1 and 2,it was So interesting.😊

The Stroyline was so Different and Interesting.😊

This Part was so Interesting.😊

Vedant Raju Part was so Nice.😊

Vedant Raju and his Family Bonding was so Nice.😊

Vedant Raju and his mother Part was so Nice.😊

The Story is getting So Interesting.😊

Please Update Next Part soon.😊

PriyaSweety-Anu

Originally posted by: aaradhaya1688

Now rachna that a very refreshing and new story u ve started writing dear

Loving the thrill of the unfolding of this very intriguing plot

Loved it

Will wait for the next eagerly...

Ps:u have a small child with my name in it and i love it

Originally posted by: Laddoo.Phaddoo

😲Rachna Jii...wow🤗...an intriguing plot indeed..

Let the story unfold now =)) Eagerly waiting...

-Laddoo

Originally posted by: imagine43

Arrey wah!!!

As a reader, you pulled me right into the story.

I LIVED it and then LOVED it.

this is your masterpiece!!

Originally posted by: natashu

Vedant? Ooo it is so fitting! I wonder what you've named A's character -- ah, excited!

I LOVED the way you set-up the story with all the lovely light moments.

And at the strike of midnight? OUT OF A FAIRYTALE, I TELL YA! Just beautiful! ❤️

Le fanheart awaits the moment of collision with bated breaths.

Part 3

The Cinderella moment had passed for sure. For both of them.

...

He felt caged inside his room, as he paced from one end to the other. He was surprised no doubt, but he could feel an unfettered anger coursing through his veins, and he failed to recognise the reason towards the same.

Who is she? Why is she here? He questioned again and again.

The wind howled and roared outside, as the heavy leaves of the date palms swayed, creating disquiet both within and without. Vedanta was however oblivious to the torrential rain outside his window.

His mind was somewhere else, lost in the depths of a pair of warm brown eyes, as he tried to solve the puzzle.

He stopped in the middle of his room. Brown? Yes. Warm eyes? Yes. But there was something else there. Actually something not there. His analytical mind sieved through every second to locate what he could not so easily pinpoint.

And it frustrated him.

...

She stared out of the window, her eyes glassing over, as the rain hammered outside. She could hear the wind roaring through the heavy palm fronds. The light from the street lamp just outside the boundaries of the house, flitted like a tempestuous siren as it illuminated a small patch at the back, which often doubled up as a mini garden. She could hardly see anything in the surrounding dark but she knew that the darkness outside could hardly measure upto the darkness within.

Inside her heart. In her life.

As deep thoughts percolated through her being, she pushed herself out of the reverie, forcing herself to thank the Almighty for the blessings that still were a part of her life.

Yet she sighed, she knew was the apparition in the house, the one who had to stay away. From everything. From everybody.

And she was mature enough to realize that that was the order of the day the more she stayed back in the shadows, the safer it was. For her. For everybody.

Lesser questions. Lesser answers.

No questions. No answers.

A balance maintained.

And now he had upset the equilibrium. And she was uneasy. Her mind raced back to that moment when two completely unknown universes hurled onto each other's path

Flashback

"Ouch'

She could only register the searing pain flash through the left side of her body, as she had clashed against something. Something hard. Something warm. But something totally alive. And kicking.

It was a someone actually.

The water bottles had fallen down, awkward and heavy in their magnetic pulls, as she had looked up at the obstacle.

Disarmingly. it had turned out to be a pair of black eyes, then surprised, a bit angry, as he had rubbed his own shoulder gingerly.

"Who are YOU?' he had shouted, his voice now laden with unshed sleep. And something even deeper.

"Who are YOU?' she had retorted in equal measure, as her left arm and shoulder throbbed, her eyes watering due to the pain.

"My Father's house ... so I have a right to ask first' he had grumbled righteously.

Gopi Mama had chosen that moment to make an appearance.

"Vedant Baba, you should have called me, I would have come upstairs' his voice had been apologetic. A wee bit startled.

Vedant had looked at Gopi Mama, totally irritated

"Mama, I can do my own stuff. I came down for some water, I don't need to wake you up at midnight for water. Right?'

He had turned towards her to see her backing away towards the door, the bottles in her hands, her eyes fixed on his face.

He had by then managed to tamp down his anger, the searing pain now having being replaced by a dull throb. Much bearable.

"Who IS she?' He had asked again, this time to Gopi Mama

"A guest' Mama had responded. Just staying with us for a few months.'

Vedant had taken a step towards her, testing waters. Though much calmer and composed the, she had stuttered

"I had come for some water'

In response, he had raised his eyebrows

"Who ARE you?'

She had looked straight into his eyes and responded, before she walked away

"Saroja'

...

Vedant's room

Saroja, Saroja, Sarojaaa ...

His fingers were now balled into a tight fist, as he walked over to the window, still unable to understand the reason behind his anger.

His mind hummed her name, without any rhyme or reason ... Vedant was supremely angry now

Nobody had told him about the presence a Guest in their house. And that too a young girl, maybe around his age, whom he had chanced upon in their own kitchen. Clasping the bottles for dear life, the surprise, the agitation clearly visible in her eyes.

When the Cinderella hour had beckoned. Them both.

"Dammit' he banged his fist on the table, the momentary pain burning through him.

Once she had left the spot, Vedant had enquired about her, but Gopi Mama had remained tight lipped, requesting Vedant not to bring up the issue with the elders.

The girl will be in trouble. She is a good girl' he had nearly begged.

A huge dollop of cajoling failed, the only information that Gopi Mama had divulged was that she was not supposed to be in the kitchen. Vedant was short of any further questions, as he had stared dumbfounded at Gopi Mama.

"What? Net be in the kitchen?'

Later back in his room, the questions had spilled over

What the hell is going on?'

Guest?'

Why is she staying down there?'

Why not the kitchen?'

Why was Gopi Mama nearly begging?'

What was that something missing from her eyes?'

Sleep eluded him that night.

...

She smiled as she realised that they had collided against each other, sometime at midnight.

THE fabled Cinderella moment

The smile lingered on for a while - he definitely seemed to be the Prince. She had heard about him from Gopi Mama for sure, once he returned.

She twirled her pen around, in between her fingers

And then she laughed out aloud, as the comical references of their Meeting, more like collision,settled in

She was definitely not Cinderella. Maybe in her next birth. or next, Saroja wondered.

...

The Fairy Godmother smiled somewhere

...

End of Part 3