This is a FF on Armaan Malik and Ridhima Gupta of Dil Mil Gaye
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Its not a new story..Its a very filmy old story presented in a different way.
The story is narrated from Ridhima's Point.Of.View.
I have posted the prologue below..
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Here it is...
Prologue
White background with golden boarders and a floral design in one corner '
Here it was, Right in my hand ' My wedding card - which reads
Ridhima Gupta
Weds
Arjun Agarwal
Arjun - He is tall, lean, fair complexion and good looking. He is a upcoming business man. At a young age of just 25, he has achieved a lot.
When I first met him, I dint like him at all as he seemed to be a loner by nature but over time I understood him, Seemed like he had spend all his life, achieving a identity. He really never lived those gone 25yrs. Time and probably situations of life had made him a robot, he wanted to reach heights in life, that was his centre motive of life.
I thought with time I will change him; bring fun, love and life to his life. But over time, I've changed.
This girl that I see in the mirror - wearing a light pink chudidar, hair tied up, no makeup, simple accessories, soft voice, sober expression on face ' This is me now but This was not me back than. This is how Arjun wants to see me but This is not who I am.
Why am I marrying a person with whom I can't be myself? I asked my mom,
Her answer was "If you want good things in life, you have to make many compromises for it. Especially in relationships."
Did she make sense? What you think?
Anyways, 10 days left as Ms Ridhima Gupta then I would be called Mrs Ridhima Arjun Agarwal.
Next week is going to be damn hectic, there's the sangeet, mehndi, cocktail parties and off course my wedding.
All I got is 4 days to myself. The 4 days of singlehood in hand.
So, I'm just packing my bags and going. Where? I don't know!
Just taking my bestie Rhea along with me. Some habits die hard. One of which is "Rhea".
I would take her as dowry. But Arjun is strictly against dowry. Huh!
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Finally I decided it's go go Goa for me, where I'll be partying off my singlehood like hell.
Dr. Shashank Gupta - My Dad insisted 2 girls travelling alone should take a flight but train is so much more fun. Finally he agreed and is allowing us to go by train. I get my way..anyhow!
But this doesn't work on Arjun. Infact, I've not even told him where am I going. He just knows I'm going to see my ailing nana ji's friend. Such a liar am I..at times!
We got on the train which would take us from Mumbai to Goa. Took our seats and the train left. I smiled as the cool breeze blew my hair over my face.
"Why are you running away?" Rhea questioned
"What you mean?" I asked confused
"From whom are you running away? Life? Situations? Your marriage? Arjun? Or?" She just looked at me for an answer
And I was just blank "What are you talking about?"
"Don't play this pretend game with me!" She said with a stern face
"Re! You have officially lost it" I said throwing a Pepsi can on her lap
"If you don't say it now. You will be carrying it in your heart all your life, even after you are married!" She said in a concerned tone
My face fell. Tears filled my eyes. I dint want to face it. I dint want to face the truth that was buried deep in my heart.
"As my wedding day is coming close, I feel like I'm losing someone.
I feel as if I'm cheating on someone. I don't know what's it Re!" I said, breaking down
"Armaan!" She said point blank
Jitters went through my body, when I heard that name.
"Isn't it?" She looked at me waiting for a yes
"No!" I said, my voice a bit chocked "What rubbish?" I tried to give an explanation to cover up things.
"I know about it, I've been with you like forever but there are somethings which even I don't know and you don't want to know. Say it all out...now! Speak up! I'm here to listen to you" She said, encouraging me to speak.
I didn't want to say anything but she was right, may be if I speak up, I will let go of the past and be able to accept my future - Arjun, my to be husband.
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Here it starts - My story with Ammy urf Armaan Malik, the brat
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Part 1 - Page 4: Friends + Enemies = Frenemies / A new start to life
Part 2 - Page 7: ReEnters the brat - Arman Malik
Part 3 - Page 11: My first day at - St Xavier's University
Part 4 - Page 14: The Punishment / My First Date
Part 5 - Page 20: The Prank
Part 6 - Page 27: Jealousy..First Sign of Love?
Part 7 - Page 32: Weekend Trip
Part 8 - Page 39: Truth or Dare?!
Part 9 - Page 47: You, Me aur Tanhaye
Part 10 - Page 53: Entangled together but It's Complicated
Part 11 - Page 61: Mr Unpredictable Malik
Part 12 - Page 68: Playful Fights turn into Real Fights
Edited by Ms.Goody - 10 years ago
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