hello friends, here comes my third fic after a long break...posting a short intro for now...hope u guys like it, though its too short to like or dislike 😛 the words in blue is wats going on in that person's head, somehow i cant do without thoughts, so i stick to that old formula for now...but this one is different from my previous works...so,here u go! 😊
INTRO:
San Francisco International Airport:
Moving towards the immigration check, a black object lying on the floor caught his attention..[passport..looks like an indian one..yeah...Republic of India]he read picking it up and looked around for a claimant...none
He flipped it open [Riddhima Gupta.. hmm... pretty face...check her out later man!! hand it over first, she must be searching for this right now]
he spotted a girl facing the other side rummaging through her big handbag
He went up to her but stopped abruptly on seeing the result of her desperate quest come out of her handbag
"harry potter and the"
his whispering read was interrupted when she relocated the book to her other hand
"WHAT?!!" she barked
he jerked
and looked at her face...scanning every part of it...[oh ya, the same girl..its hers]
Annoyed by the stranger who was staring, first at her book and then at her, she asked irately "What do you want?!!"
[whao??!! what do '"I" want?!!]... "nothing, i just stopped seeing your..." he said slowly, looking into her eyes - green, angry and beautiful
"why cant you just mind your own business?" she frowned
infuriated by her rude tone, he snapped back "yes!! i will!!" and walked off in a rage
she raised her eyebrows and shook her head [huh?!!! he was the one who was staring at me and inturn he got angry?!! watever!!] she frowned and buried her head in the book
he stopped midway...[shall I just give it back... no armaan... dude, just wait and watch the show... she and her harry potter... let her show the book and get through the check... careless girl...short tempered.. rude and arrogant..."mind ur own business?"..yeah right!!]
PART 1:
He joined the line next to her which was almost as long as hers
oblivious to the absence of the most important object needed for her entry into USA, she quickly got lost in the wizardly world of harry potter
The queue was getting shorter slowly
he started observing her
straight black hair left loose , dressed casually in a white tshirt and faded jeans, brown coat hanging on the handle of stroller bag which she was dragging now and then while moving in the queue...still engrossed in reading
[crazy gal!! it hardly takes 15mins to clear the check, cant she wait?!! she lost her passport and didnt even realise it yet!! wonderful!! ya ya keep reading until u get deported...then that big man who rescues harry potter, wats his name?... y do u even try armaan, u watched that movie ages ago..ya, whoever he is, he will come n save you...stupid fellow!!]
he looked at the series of changing expressions on her face...curious, tensed, frowning, relieved, smiling...[she is cute!]
He opened the passport to see her details..[date of birth: 10-08-1985...place of issue: Mumbai...fathers name: Shashank Gupta..mothers name: Padma Gupta, Spouse name: blank...good, one soul saved from doom, atleast for now...she looks different in this pic..ofcourse u idiot!! faces change over years, open urs n see how silly u look back then in college]
he flipped the pages..[type of visa: Student]
When Ridhima realised her turn is about to come in 3-4 mins, without lifting her head she slid her hand casually into the bag for passport
armaan, who was waiting for this moment was more curious than ever to see her reaction
he saw her turning from calm to serious to nervous
After checking her bag and coat pockets thoroughly she started panicking
small drops of sweat forming on her forehead, with a thumping heart and wet hands she tried to recollect the last time she saw it...[where is it?!! is it in the hand luggage? no, i dint open that at all..i was holding it in my hand...then?..i dont remember...didnt i put it in the handbag?!! Oh God, did i drop it somewhere?]
she looked around nervously biting her nails and saw armaan looking at her
he clenched his jaw to suppress the victorious smile
she was too worried to notice anything, busy thinking of a solution..[can i just tell them the passport number, may be they can confirm that its mine, n then they can check the visa validity, i still have 2years left...will they let me in? what if i report that i lost it? but where did i lose it... in airport? or in flight? do i need to go back to India until this is sorted?]
she ran her shivering hands through her hair..[God, please help me out..my brain is not working]
she was the next one to go to the immigration officer
content with the amount of revenge, armaan took a deep sigh and leaned over the railing seperating the lines...tapped her arm with the passport and held it infront of her
she took it
her jaw dropped and eyes popped out when she saw who gave it
he winked with a dimpled smile and moved ahead to his counter as it was his turn
the immigration officer signalled her to come
she proceeded
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Armaan came out smiling to himself and claimed his luggage
walking out he saw Rahul across the sliding glass door, waving his both hands widely to catch his attention
Rahul and Armaan are buddies from primary school...studied in same school, same college and same university...armaan finished his masters in computers last year and started working while rahul's animation course is for 3 years, at the end of his internship now
he came out and hugged him
"hi buddy...how was the trip?"
"great!! how r things here?"
"cool"
"ok, lets go"
walking towards the car, rahul asked "why were u smiling so much?"
"why? should i be crying on seeing u?"
"nah, before you saw me"
"oh!! that?..i met a crazy girl at the immigration check...wild cat!! she dropped her passport and was mad at me when i went to give it back"
"haha, y?"
"God knows why...she was more interested in reading harry potter i guess"
"harry potter?!! r u talking abt a small girl? kid?"
"no, she is 23 yrs old"
"so accurate?"
"was checking out her passport"
"only the passport?" rahul said raising one eyebrow
armaan chuckled "yeah, she was beautiful...guess what, i just kept her passport with me till she realised and panicked...i gave it back in the last moment...her face was worth watching man!!" he laughed...rahul joined the laughter.."then?"
"nothing, i finished my check n came out" armaan saidas they moved to the rear of car
"she must be wanting to say sorry, do u want to stay for a while?" rahul paused lifting the hatch
"nah!! i m not so desperate to hear her sorry speech 'sorry, i misunderstood u, blah blah blah'...her last expression provided me enough entertainment for the day"..."anyways, she told me to mind my own business"
they sat in the car
"u r so obedient!!" rahul mocked
"yeah" armaan grinned fastening the seatbelt and soon they drove out of the airport
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Ridima came out n looked for armaan, reprimanding herself for being presumptuous... [i was so rude to him...i need to get enrolled for anger management classes...poor guy, he just wanted to help me...i would have been in a big mess if he hadnt helped me in the last minute...oh wait wait, hold on ridz... u r missing something here... y did he have to wait till the last minute..till my turn...he had the passport with him from the starting, he came near me to give it right?...then? he just wanted to see me terrified..arghh!! he was just fooling me...thats why he winked before leaving...ridz, u r right, all guys r the same..mean and insensitive...never expect an exception...NEVER] she declared to herself yet again...
The frown left her face when she saw her friends walktowards her, a grinning muskaan and a smiling anjali
she hugged them
muskaan said "oye!! y do u look so pissed off?"
"ermm...nothing, u tell me, howz life?"
"cool, as usual"
"just missed u" anjali said
"hehe...have to na...i missed u too"
"how r things in India?"
"evrything is fine!"... they hailed a cab and left to the house they shared
part1 frnds, one day delayed though, ...thanks a ton for your warm welcome, ur comments mean a lot to me. please leave them amply and let me know your thoughts. They provide immense encouragement.
love ya all🤗
harika
INDEX:
PART 1 - PAGE 1
PART 2 - PAGE 12
PART 3 - PAGE 17
PART 4 - PAGE 23
PART 5 - PAGE 33
PART 6 - PAGE 38
PART 7 - PAGE 45
PART 8 - PAGE 53
PART 9 - PAGE 62
PROMO - PAGE 73
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