Pyar

New fan fic: Faasle

This story is about a Muslim girl, Riddhima (Riddhima's character) and a Hindu boy, Armaan.

Before I start the story, I just wanted to make it clear that please take this story as a love story between 2 individuals and not a conflict between two religions or cultures. I have no intention of hurting anyone's personal/religious sentiments. If there are any discrepancies or disagreements about anything, please let me know or pm me as this is my first attempt at writing an interfaith love story.

PART 1:

RIDDHIMA's 21 st BIRTHDAY:

Riddhima is excited about finally turning 21 this year. Her friends have organized a big birthday bash for her at the Four Season's hotel banquet hall in New York City. Riddhima is the only child of a rich Investment banker, Mr Javed Khan (imagine Shashank from DMG), whose heart beats in harmony with the ups and downs of the New York stock exchange. Javed Khan is a self made man. He immigrated to the US 14 years ago after a major disagreement with his parents in India. Soon after immigration, his wife of 10 years passed away under mysterious circumstances. People speculated that she might have committed suicide. Javed Khan never talked about his deceased wife. Riddhima had fond memories of her mother, Salma from when they had lived in India, but after moving to the US, she remembered her mother would just spend her time alone, locked in her room. Her mother barely interacted with anyone during her last few months.

Riddhima had spent most of her school years under the care of a nanny, Begum (imagine Nishant's bua from DMG). Begum had been a faithful housekeeper cum nanny to Javed and Salma since they lived in India. She was their only link to the past now. Riddhima was very close to Begum, especially after her mother's demise. Javed Khan spent most of his time on Wall Street. He had a Midas touch; he could make money for anyone and anybody with his financial acumen. He barely spent time with his daughter, but made sure Riddhima was brought up properly with good Islamic values. Riddhima was not allowed to stay out late, party with friends, wear revealing western outfits, and go out on dates with anyone. Drinking and smoking were of course out of the question. Riddhima had attended the local Islamic school in their nearby mosque every friday since she was a child. She tried to say her namaaz everyday, but could not understand why she had to pray so many times in the day. Occasionally she would lie to her dad that she had prayed five times; Begum was always there to defend her in such situations. Riddhima had always tried to obey her father, but lately had started questioning his strict rules.

She was in college now and craved to hang out with her friends and be able to see the world like everyone else. She had an inclination for arts and music, but her dad insisted she join the undergraduate business program at Columbia University, so she could follow his footsteps. She hated math and crunching numbers, but felt obliged to follow her dad's wishes.

Riddhima got dressed in a long black skirt and full sleeves red top for her party. Javed had promised that he would join her at the party and surprise her with a special 21 st birthday present.

Riddhima had a great time at her party. Her friends were aware of Riddhima's religious and cultural background. They made sure that there was no booze/smoking/close dancing at the party. They ordered her favorite chocolate cake from her favorite bakery and favorite dishes from the hotel's kitchen.

Javed walked in towards the end of the party and hugged his daughter. He kissed her forehead and said, "beti…aaj main bahut khush hoon….tumhari 21 st birthday par main tumhey ek surprise dena chahta hoon…..yeh dekho….in se milo….yeh hain Aamir Baig (imagine Prithvi from DMG)!"

"Hello!" Riddhima said politely to a young man in his mid-twenties.

"Aadaab!" he said shyly.

"Beti…Aamir mere puraane dost ka beta hai…he is the new blood in our company! He is very bright…he just graduated from Wharton business school with high honors!. Tum dono ek doosrey ko jaan lo…..main chahta hoon tum dono jaldi nikaah kar lo!…Kyon kaisa lagaa mera birthday gift?" Javed said proudly.

The color from Riddhima's rosy cheeks faded. She was stunned and shocked.

"Abbu! Main…abhi shaadi ke liye tayyar nahin hoon…." She hesitated, unable to look at her dad in the eye.

"RIDDHIMA! Yeh faisla mujh par chhod do….tum ab 21 saal ki ho gayi ho….Aamir se behtar shauhar tumhey kahin nahin milega….jao beta Aamir….Riddhima ke saath thoda waqt guzaar lo….mujhey ek meeting mein jaana hai…," as usual Javed left Riddhima with someone else, expecting his daughter to obey his command as she had always done.

Riddhima exchanged a few words with Aamir and then politely excused herself.

After reaching home, she ran to her room and buried her face in her pillow, "nahin…main aisa kabhi nahin kar sakthi…..abbu aakhir kaun hote hain mere saare faisle karne waale?….main is shaadi ke liye tayyar nahin hoon…."

Begum realized that Riddhima was upset. She went to her room, "kya baat hai beti? Mujhey tho bataa sakti hai…"

Riddhima got up and hugged Begum, "Daijaan….main abhi shaadi nahin karna chahti…" she poured her heart out to Begum.

"theek hai beti…main tere abbu se baat karoongi….tu ab so jaa…bahut raat ho gayi hai…."

Next day, Begum tried to reason with Javed, but he was adamant about his decision, "BEGUM! Apni haisiyat mein raho….main Riddhima ka baap hoon aur uskie liye kya theek hai aur kya nahin…iska faisla sirf main kar sakta hoon….bas ab tumhara kaam hai usey samjhaana….yeh mat bhoolo tum sirf ek aaya ho….maalkin nahin!"

Riddhima overheard the conversation and the dejected look on Begum's face told her that Javed would not change his decision.

Later that night, Riddhima tip-toed into her dad's room and took out an old box from his closet. She had seen this box several times in her parent's closet, but knew never to ask any questions about it. She took out a photograph and an envelope addressed to her father. There was a return address on the envelope from a place in Istanbul, turkey.

She tip-toed out with the photograph and the address and thought, "Aapi…main aapke paas aa rahi hoon….."

PART 2:

"Aapi….main aa rahi hoon…" Riddhima said to herself as she hid the photograph and envelope in her blouse.

She rushed to her room and packed her bags. She stayed up all night, pacing up and down in her room wondering whether she was doing the right thing, "haan…mujhey is ghar se bhaag jaana chahiye….yahan Abbu sirf apney baarey mein sochthey hain….kabhie meri khushi ke baare mein nahin sochtey…..meri Aapi hi bas mujhey samajh sakti hain….mujhey koyi pyaar nahin karta…..," she cried silently.

Aapi…..her paternal grandmother! Riddhima had fond memories of her grandmother from her early childhood. She had spent her first seven years of her life in India under her "aapi's" shelter. Both her parents worked to make ends meet, but her grandparents stayed home with her all day. She was particularly close to her grandmother, as her grandfather usually spent time with his newspapers and radio. Aapi would let Riddhima indulge in anything she wanted. She would even sleep with her on most nights.

Then one day, Riddhima remembered her dad had a major argument with his parents and before anyone realized, they were on a plane to New York along with a distant relative, Begum. Since then Riddhima had not seen her grandparents or heard from them. She had discovered the secret box in her parent's closet when she was about 12 or 13 and had discovered an envelope inside the box. There was a letter written in urdu, which Riddhima could not read. She recognized her grandparents in the photograph enclosed with the letter. She figured out that her grandparents had moved to Istanbul a few years ago.

Next day, she quietly slipped out of the house with her bag and headed for the bank. She had left a note for daijaan…. "please meri chinta mat kariye….main ghar se jaa rahi hoon…Abbu se kehna meri fikr na karein….Love you daijaan…"

Riddhima's dad had given her a credit card on her 18th birthday, but she also had a bank account, which she was eligible to access after her 21 st birthday. Using a credit card would leave a paper trail behind her, so she decided to withdraw hard cash from her account. Her dad had been generous and she was pleasantly surprised to see a million dollars in her account! She withdrew $100,000.00, as she would not know how to carry any more cash!

She stuffed the money in her bag and purse and headed for the airport.

She was unable to find a direct connection to Istanbul. She decided to fly to Barcelona, Spain. Riddhima felt like a free bird…..she had never before taken such a bold step in her life. All her decisions were taken by her dad or her daijaan….whether it was her education, her choice of friends, her clothes……everything!

She felt that now that she was 21, she had to see the world for herself and not do everything her father insisted on. She was excited and nervous at the same time. What if she never found Aapi in Istanbul? What if she ran out of cash? Should she go back?….she pondered as she looked out of the window of the airplane still parked at the gate. Something inside her urged her to leave….it was now or never! She thought that if things did not workout, she could always come back!


MUMBAI: A FEW DAYS AGO-

A handsome naval officer, Armaan Mallik was bidding goodbye to his mother, Naina Mallik and sister, Muskaan at the airport.

"Mama….main bas do hafte ke liye jaa raha hoon….aap apni dawaa time se leti rehna…." Armaan touched his mother's feet and hugged her.

"Armaan…tum pareshaan mat ho…..main mama ka poora dhyaan rakhoongi…tum jao….yeh experience accha rahega tumharey liye…." Muskaan reassured him.

"Jaanta hoon Muskaan…tum mama ka dhyaan dogi…tabhi tho befikr ho kar jaa raha hoon…" Armaan hugged his twin sister.

Armaan was on leave from his duties as a naval officer in the Indian Navy. Naina had been recently diagnosed with Leukemia (blood cancer) and was undergoing aggressive treatment at a cancer hospital in Mumbai. Her best chance of cure was a bone marrow transplant. That was an expensive treatment and Armaan's meager salary from the Navy was not sufficient for the treatment. Their father was deceased and Muskaan was a school teacher. Armaan was lucky to find a temporary job as a cruise ship officer for the next two weeks while he was on vacation from the Navy. The cruise was a 12 day Mediterranean cruise which started from Barcelona, Spain. They were going to pay him well for the next two weeks. Armaan had told Muskaan his real reason for taking up the job, but reassured Naina that he was just taking up this job just for more experience.

BARCELONA AIRPORT:

Riddhima had not traveled beyond the US since she had moved to New York at the age of 7. Spain was very different from New York. The airport was more crowded with most of the signs in Spanish. "Thank God, I had taken Spanish in high school…" she sighed. She decided to spend a day in Barcelona before taking a flight to Istanbul. She hailed a cab and decided to check in at the nearest hotel. Barcelona was a very beautiful city; it was an old city as was evident by the buildings and architecture of the city. There were more people on the streets than she was used to seeing, cars and homes were much smaller than one saw in the US. At a distance, she saw the harbor with a number of large ships docked at the port.

She asked the cab driver in her broken Spanish to divert the cab to the harbor.

As they came closer to a large ship at the seaport, Riddhima had a brain wave.

"Queen of the Mediterranean- Spain to Turkey" was the name of the cruise line docked at the harbor.

She took her bag and went to the ticket counter.

"Yes…we still have some tickets madam," the person at the ticket counter informed her politely.

Riddhima presented her passport and paid for a luxurious suite in the cruise ship. The ship was about to sail in a few hours.

Riddhima entered the large ship and was surprised to see a beautiful lobby at the entrance. It seemed like she was inside a five star hotel rather than a boat!

A number of uniformed men were greeting the passengers as they checked their tickets and passports in the lobby of the ship.

Riddhima greeted the handsome men in white uniforms.

She suddenly heard her name pronounced in a familiar accent, "Riddhima? Kahan ke rehney waali hain?"

Riddhima looked up and saw a handsome south Asian man staring at her with a friendly smile.

"New York," her American accent gave away that she was a NRI.

"nice to meet you Ms Khan…..I am officer Armaan Mallik from India….aapka cabin 5 th floor par hai……I hope you have a pleasant stay on our ship…."

She looked up again, as their eyes met each other's gaze, "th…thanks officer…." She walked away towards the elevator.

What was so familiar about that stranger?…..mujhey aisa kyon laga ki main usey jaanti hoon……ho sakta hai ki doosrey Indian ko dekh kar aisa lag raha hai…..

PART 3:

Riddhima checked into her cabin. She had an ocean view suite with a private balcony overlooking the vast body of water. There was a separate living area with a king sized luxurious bed on the other side. She threw her high-heeled sandals in a corner and plunked herself on the bed. She lay down on the soft covers and stared at the beautiful ceiling with artistic moldings and a beautiful chandelier. She was used to living amongst luxury, but this was all new. She was here all alone; ready to experience life herself as an independent person. She had heard stories from her friends back in the US about their vacations, shopping, beaches; spring flings……now she was free to try all those fun things she had been deprived off thanks to her strict dad.

She felt a little sad as she thought of her father and her daijaan…., "wo log kya soch rahe hongey? Mujhey dhoond tho rahe hongey…..Abbu ko ab ehsaas hoga ki wo mere liye har faisla nahin le sakte….aakhir yeh meri zindagi hai….ab main apni zindagi khud apni tarah jeeoongi…..bas ek baar Aapi se bhi mil loon…phir ghar wapas chali jaaoongi…." At least she realized that ultimately she would have to go back where she came from, but not before experiencing the world!

She changed up into a short denim skirt and sleeveless red top, something she had never dared to wear in front of her father. She left her long hair loose; flowing on both sides of her face and wore long dangling earrings and matching bracelet. She took the elevator to the open deck on the top floor.

The deck had a large swimming pool in the center. The deck area was already teeming with fellow passengers. Most of them were either lounging in the pool or ready to take a plunge into the pool under the warm Mediterranean sun. There were a lot of couples, may be on their honeymoon or just in love, shamelessly making out in the pool and other areas. Riddhima felt a little embarrassed, as she was not used to such open display of affection in the US. She had heard that Europeans were very comfortable and open about their relationships and did not hesitate to hug, kiss and make out in public places.

Riddhima found a lounge chair in a corner. She had just settled into the chair when she felt a big tug. There was an announcement, "ladies and gentlemen…welcome aboard the Queen of the Mediterranean….we have just set out to sail and hope you have a great stay with us over the next 12 days….."

Riddhima was excited; she got up and walked towards the end of the deck. She could see the ship sailing towards the open seas now. She spread out her arms and closed her eyes; the fresh breeze from the sea blew her hair gently, as she felt like a bird soaring in the sky.

Armaan, who was on the deck interacting with some of the passengers, saw Riddhima at the end of the deck. He could not help smiling-there was something about her face which drew him towards her…..was it her child like innocence?…..her beautiful smile?...or was it something else??


He came closer and gently whispered, "do you feel like a free bird Ms Khan?"

Riddhima opened her eyes and was surprised to see the handsome South Asian officer standing in front of her and reading her thoughts.

"OH..hello Mr A..A..Mallik" she tried to read his badge on his chest.

"I hope you are enjoying yourself Ms…uh..Riddhima?"

"Thanks…I love it here…"

"Please let me know if you need anything…I am at your service…" he took his cap off and gently bowed.

Riddhima realized that Armaan was much younger than she had originally thought. Without his cap, his hair was blowing in the breeze-his boyish looks and a little grin on his face made him look much younger.

After he left, Riddhima walked towards the bar area and decided to order something.

"What would you like Senorita?" the bar tender asked her

Riddhima had no idea what to order. She suddenly remembered her favorite TV show, "Sex and the City." Her favorite character, Carrie Bradshaw always ordered a 'Cosmopolitan'

"One Cosmopolitan," she said authoritatively.

She decided to buy a pack of cigarettes also, "why not?…," she thought, as she saw a lot of men and women on the deck puffing away.

She settled down on a chair and sipped her drink. She made a bitter face, as she had taken a large gulp, as if drinking a soda or juice, "oh my god!...kitni kadvi hai yeh drink….but I have to keep drinking it…..kuch tho special hai is drink mein jo itney log peete hain…."

She took out a cigarette, trying to appear cool and hip. She placed the end of the cigarette between her lips and suddenly saw a flame lighting up the other end. She looked up and saw Armaan with a lighter.

"Thanks…" she said and took a big puff. She started coughing and hacking as soon as the smoke touched her delicate throat. Armaan returned the lighter to the passenger he had borrowed from.

"Jab in buri cheezon ki aadat nahin hai, tho kyun kar rahi ho yeh sab?" Armaan asked with a grin.

"Excuse me! Who said I was not used to this?….wo bas mera gala thoda kharaab ho raha hai….," she looked away, unable to meet his piercing gaze.

"Ghar se bhaag kar aayi ho?" he came closer and tried to look into her eyes.

She was startled at his question, "Wh..What do you mean? I am here on vacation….can you please excuse me now officer….aapka kaam sirf passengers ka dhyaan dena hai…not to probe into their personal lives….," she picked her purse and started walking towards the elevator.

"That is what I am doing Ms Riddhima…..I am just taking care of my passengers…..waise is ship par aur bhi bahut entertaining cheezein hain….just drinking and smoking are not the only fun things here….," he followed her to the elevator.

"Can I decide for myself, what I like and what I don't….," she gave him an angry look.

"Of course you can…bas aapko dekh kar lagta hai ki aap ek shareef muslim ladki hain….aur yeh buri aadatein aapko shobha nahin deti…aapke parents bhi shayad approve na karein….," he added.

"Listen Mr Mallik! YOU ARE NOT MY PARENT! YOU JUST WORK ON THIS SHIP….JUST STICK TO YOUR JOB AND DON'T INTERFERE IN MY LIFE!"

Her nostrils flared in anger as she took the elevator to her room.

Armaan stayed back and just smiled to himself, "typical spoilt rich girl!"

Riddhima was fuming inside and thought, "yeh Abbu ke roop mein kaun ladka mil gaya ship mein??"
PART 4:

After Riddhima had calmed down, she left her room and went to the floor where all the shops were. She checked out some clothes and jewelry, but nothing caught her fancy. She was used to shopping at the best department stores back home in NY. Her dad had given her freedom to spend as much as she wanted on clothes, accessories and jewelry as long it met his conservative tastes.

Riddhima finally checked out some swimsuits. She was a good swimmer and very fond of the water. Back home, they had a beautiful indoor pool at home, where Riddhima spent most of her time during her summer breaks. She was not allowed to swim in public places or the beach. Her friends loved coming over to her indoor heated pool and they would spend hours frolicking in the water. She became a little sad as she thought of her friends in New York. She had not informed even her closest friends that she was leaving home. She had left on such an impulse and at this point she thought, 'kaash maine Aaliyah ko tho bataaya hota…yadi mujhey kuch ho jaaye…tho kisi ko pataa nahin hai ki main kahan hoon….." Aaliyah was her best friend from school. They had grown up together and were virtually like sisters. Her father did not mind Riddhima spending hours with Aaliyah, as Aaliyah's parents were also devout muslims with similar values as Javed.

Riddhima had always envied her American friends for the freedom their parents had given them. How she wished she could also date, dance and kiss boys freely….go out with them to night clubs…..swim in a bikini on the beach….. Most of her American friends had already slept with a number of guys, some of them were even planning to get married to the guys they had fallen in love with.

Riddhima loved the idea of falling in love one day, but she had never liked any boy so far. Her dad wanted her to marry Aamir, who seemed like a nice boy, but somehow did not evoke that feeling, her heroines in the romantic novels felt when they met their dream man. Riddhima dreamt of getting swept away by a man of her dreams…….pata nahin kab hoga aisa…..kyon na abhi cruise par masti karoon…..may be even have a fling with some hot guy, so I can tell my friends……

Her dream man….hmm…he would treat her like a princess, would be tall…handsome….with a good sense of humor……make her go weak in her knees every time she would see him….she was lost in her thoughts when she bumped into a tall figure.

She looked up and saw Armaan Mallik smiling at her, "looks like you are lost Ms Riddhima….kahan jaa rahi hain?"

Riddhima was infuriated; she was upset that she bumped into Mr Pain-in-the-neck again and he had interrupted her sweet chain of thoughts about her dream man!

"aap mere peeche peeche kyon aa rahe hain?" Riddhima asked angrily

"I am sorry Me Riddhima….par peeche peeche tho aap aayi hain….main tho deck se seedha issi floor par aa gaya tha…..aap baad mein aayi hain…..waise zaahir hai ki ship par baar baar mulaqat tho hothi hi rahegi…..unless you want to go outside….if you want I can arrange for that…..we have some small rescue boats on board…."

"May not be a bad idea…..aap se RESCUE hone ke liye mujhey shayad ek boat ki zaroorat padhe….now if you will excuse me!" she walked away.

Armaan turned around and shook his head, "pata nahin kiska gussa mujh par nikaal rahi hai….par gusse mein aur bhi khubsoorat lag rahi hai…."

Armaan did not know why, but he had felt an instant attraction to the petite, pretty girl from the moment she had entered the lobby of the ship. He felt protective towards her; he could tell that she was not used to being away from home, and that too in the middle of no where…..whether she liked it or not, he was going to make sure no one would harm her or take advantage of this nave, spoilt rich girl……..

Riddhima purchased a swimsuit. As she was paying for the swimsuit, she saw Armaan was still standing outside the store and looking at her. As a part of her defiance, she exchanged the suit for a two-piece bikini! She had never worn one before, but somehow she thought Armaan was trying to challenge her by saying, "mujhey nahi lagta tum itney logon ke beech, issey carry kar paaogi…." She was bent on showing him that she could carry off the bikini as comfortably as anyone else on the ship. She gave him a sharp look as she exited the shop with a defiant expression on her face. She hung the bag with the bikini on her shoulder, almost teasing him to follow her.

"Aakhir main usey kya prove karna chah rahi hoon? Wo mera lagta kaun hai?….I think he is just a typical Indian male…..I don't care what he thinks about me….I will do as I please…..may be I will find some hot Italian guy to hang out with…tab Armaan ko pataa chalega ki main ek cool American ladki hoon….not a conservative Indian girl!" She talked to herself in the elevator.

She changed into the bikini and checked herself in the mirror, "hmm not bad Riddhima!"

She headed out for the deck. As she stepped out towards the elevator, she became a little self-conscious and went back to her cabin. She was not used to parading around in a bikini so openly. She went back to her cabin and put on a bathrobe provided by the cruise along with her sunglasses and hat. She checked herself in the mirror again, picked a book and headed for the deck.

The deck was even more crowded now. There was a live band playing some mambo music. Couples were dancing and tapping with the music. Riddhima was also fond of dancing, but was hesitant to join in. She had always danced with her friends in a group, but there were no familiar faces here she could dance with.

She saw a handsome white man with dark hair, well-sculpted body wearing a Speedo walking towards her.

"Senorita….come dance with me….," he spoke in his Spanish accent.

Riddhima put her book down and smiled at the stranger.

He held out her hand and pulled her towards him. She was a little startled at his aggressiveness, but shocked when she saw he was loosening her bathrobe and trying to pull it off, "senorita…..I need to see your beautiful body….then we can dance…."

Riddhima hesitated but complied. She was very self-conscious and uncomfortable. The Spanish man had his hands all around her waist and tried to rub his body against hers while dancing. Riddhima tried to keep a distance and was very stiff while dancing. The Spanish man was getting a little frustrated, "what's the problem senorita?"

The man pulled her closer and tried to squeeze her bottom.


Riddhima turned red with anger. No one had ever dared to force her like that.

"Stop!" she said

The Spanish man, obviously under the influence of some drinks, did not budge. The music was playing louder now and no one noticed Riddhima struggling to free herself from the Spanish man, except someone who was standing at a distance…...

Just then there was a tap on the Spanish man's shoulder, "por favor…Mr Ricardo….your wife is looking for you…..," Armaan spoke in fluent Spanish.

Ricardo looked behind and was shocked to see his wife approaching them.

"Gracias…." Ricardo let go of Riddhima and bolted from there.

Armaan looked at Riddhima standing with her arms shielding her chest. She looked a little embarrassed and lowered her head.

Armaan picked up her robe and handed it to her. He did not say anything, but turned around and left.

Riddhima put on her robe and walked away from the dance floor.

She was relieved to get rid of Ricardo and silently thanked Armaan for 'rescuing' her….
PART 5:

Riddhima ran back to her cabin. She was still upset over the dancing incident. This time she was upset at herself for getting carried away and putting herself in such a vulnerable position. She realized that although the stories of her friends having flings and dates on vacations sounded very exotic to her, but in reality it was not her idea of romance and excitement. She could still feel the Spanish man's hands over her body-it was disgusting…. thoroughly disgusting…..thank God Armaan came to her rescue!

She jumped into the shower trying to remove any memories of Ricardo's touch from her body. She thought about Armaan…..may be it was not a bad thing that he was also on the ship…so what if it reminded her of being under her dad's constant scrutiny, but there was something about Armaan that made her feel secure in these foreign surroundings.

She tried to sort out her feelings and changed into a knee length light blue sleeveless dress with matching accessories.

She walked out of her cabin and looked at the calendar of events on the ship.

She decided to join a group of young girls who were taking ballroom dance classes.

She met a few American girls from Chicago. She struck a rapport with them and decided to join them at their dinner table that night.

The dinner on the cruise was a 4 course exquisite affair. Everyone was dressed in his or her best; very different from the wild crowd on the deck she had seen earlier in the day.

Riddhima spotted Armaan in his crisp white uniform talking to guests on a different table. She was surprised that he was at ease with people from all types of backgrounds. She had heard him speak fluent Spanish earlier today, and at that moment he was entertaining a group of Arabic passengers.

The girls on her table were whispering and going ga-ga over the different officers in uniform in the dining hall.

"Hey check that Indian guy…..isn't he cute?" said Bethany, one of the girls on Riddhima's table.

"I think he is a killer…..so charming and such a gentleman….he helped me carry all my shopping today….," Michelle added.

Riddhima was surprised, "tho iska matlab Armaan sab ko help kar raha hai….main soch rahi thi ki wo sirf mere peeche peeche aa raha hai…"

"Hey Riddhima! You must speak his language….have you talked to him?" Bethany asked

Riddhima blushed unknowingly, "Oh…ya…..just here and there…."

"I would love to go out with him!" Kathy, another girl in the group added, "you know I once dated an Indian guy in school…they are the best kissers…."

All the girls laughed and looked at Riddhima, "hey Riddhima….tell us whether he is a hot kisser…I bet he would love to go out with you…" Michelle teased her.

Riddhima was now red with embarrassment, "I..I don't date guys….I mean I am not allowed to…."

"Oh …sorry….I know I have a friend from Pakistan…her parents don't let her date either…..well…maybe that handsome Indian guy will date me then.." Kathy laughed.

Riddhima was a little disappointed at Kathy's comment. Somehow, Riddhima had assumed that Armaan would only pay attention to her; she could not fathom the thought of other women wanting his attention….aakhir kyun …wo mera lagta hi kya hai?…Main tho usey jaanti bhi nahin…phir kyun aisa soch rahi hoon?……

Just the Armaan walked to their table, "Hi ladies! I hope you are enjoying the food tonight….we have a gourmet French chef tonight who has prepared the meal specially for us….enjoy your dinner…," he just bowed and took leave, without glancing even once at Riddhima.

All the girls ooh-ed and aah-ed after he left, but Riddhima felt a little left out as he did not even acknowledge her presence.

After dinner, they all decided to go and check the casino out. Cruise ships usually have large casinos on board which helps them make a large amount of money.

Riddhima saw Armaan at the door of the dining hall, wishing people as they left. "Let's go to the Casino…" she said loudly as they exited, hoping Armaan would hear her. She glanced sideways, but saw that he was engrossed in a conversation with another gentleman.

At the casino, her newfound friends disappeared in the crowd. Riddhima had never gambled before and looked lost amongst the various slot machines, black jack tables, Russian roulette tables.

She purchased a few coins and settled in front of a slot machine.

She kept playing for a few minutes, but had no luck. Just as she was about to leave, a handsome Italian man approached her, "Bon journo Bambina…..c'mon let me show you how to play….I am Romano!" he introduced himself and sat down next to Riddhima.

He started playing with her coins and to her surprise, her fate changed suddenly. The slot machine started spitting out a lot of coins in return. She was impressed.

"Romano….you are really good!"

"I know bambina…..let's buy some more coins….can I get you a drink?"

"No thanks…" she said

"OK…I will get some for myself…"

Romano came back with 2 glasses. He gave her one glass, "don't worry…it is just coke…"

Riddhima accepted the glass and started playing again. They kept winning and Riddhima got addicted to the machine. She realized that she was getting a little light headed, but was enjoying her winnings so much that she did not want to quit.

Romano kept buying more coins with Riddhima's account and kept refilling her 'coke.'

Before she knew it, Riddhima had spent almost $ 5000.00 on the slot machine. Romano kept collecting her winning coins and exchanged them for dollars at the counter.

"Let's go bambina…." Romano finally said, after he realized that Riddhima was completely smashed from the drug he had mixed in her drink, and he was $5000.00 richer that night.

Riddhima tried to get up and slurred, "Romano let's play mmmore…I have lot's of mmmoney….mmy dad is very rrrich…"

Romano had a wicked smile on his face, 'OK..bambina…give me your room card…I will buy more coins…"

As Riddhima was about to take her room card out, someone caught her wrist.

"Mr Romano, you have an urgent matter to attend to….please go to the cash register…" Armaan spoke firmly. Riddhima looked up with blurry eyes, "tum yahan kya kar rahe ho….baar baar mere peeche kyon aa jaate ho….?" Before she could complete her sentence, she passed out in Armaan's arms.

Armaan supported her and helped her walk towards the elevator. She kept collapsing in his arms, holding on tightly to his shirt. Armaan finally picked her up with both his arms and took the elevator to her cabin. He placed her down and looked for her room cardkey. He remembered seeing it in her hand just before he had grabbed her wrist.

He checked his pockets and checked her purse, "kahan gaya? Abhi tho iske haath mein tha..," he finally saw that Riddhima had tucked the cardkey inside her blouse, resting on her bosom.

Armaan tapped Riddhima, "please apni keys de do…room kholna hai…," but Riddhima was completely smashed.

Armaan gradually advanced his hand to pull out the key from inside her blouse. His fingers felt a tingle as they gently brushed against her skin. He felt his face flushing when he pulled out the key and opened the door.

He carried her to her bed, removed her sandals and purse. He covered her with a blanket and sat down beside her. She looked so innocent, almost like an angel while sleeping.

"Kyun kar rahi ho yeh sab? Kitni bholi aur ziddi ho tum…par jaane kyun phir bhi tumhey is buri duniya se bachaane ka mann karta hai….kyun main tumhare paas rehna chahta hoon…..kyun tumhara hona chahta hoon….hamesha ke liye…..," he gently bent over and kissed her forehead. Riddhima moaned in her sleep as her lips broke out into a gentle smile as his lips brushed against her skin.

He got up and saw that Riddhima's room was a mess. Her bag was wide open, with her passport, cash, clothes and an envelope all scattered around. He gathered all her belongings and put them away carefully. He made sure that her passport and travel documents were all secured in the closet carefully. He finally picked the envelope and saw the Istanbul address on it. He opened the envelope and saw the photograph. It was a photograph of an elderly couple. He saw the letter enclosed inside. It was written in Urdu, but fortunately Armaan was fluent in many languages. He was familiar with the Urdu script. Riddhima's grandmother wrote the letter to her son, Javed. In the letter, her grandmother was urging Javed to come and meet her and Riddhima's grandfather in Istanbul. Looked like Riddhima's grandfather was terminally ill and his last wish was to meet his son and grand daughter.

Armaan had tears in his eyes as he folded the letter, "tho Riddhima iss liye apney ghar se itni door aayi hai….," he put the envelope safely in the closet and looked at Riddhima.

"Riddhima…main promise karta hoon ki tumhey tumhari manzil tak pahuncha kar hi rahoonga…yeh mera vaada hai…."

As he left her cabin, he remembered this old George Michael song: "father figure"

Father Figure

http://www.amazon.com/Faith-George-Michael/dp/B0000026CH


That's all I wanted, something special,
Something sacred in your eyes,
For just one moment, to be bold and naked
At your side

Sometimes I think that you'll never understand me
Maybe this time is forever, say it can be

That's all you wanted, something special,
Someone sacred in your life
Just for one moment, to be warm and naked
At my side

Sometimes I think that you'll never understand me
But something tells me together, we'd be happy

I will be your father figure
Put your tiny hand in mine
I will be your preacher teacher)
Anything you have in mind
I will be your father figure
I have had enough of crime
I will be the one who loves you
till the end of time

That's all I wanted
But sometimes love can be mistaken for a crime
That's all I wanted just to see my baby's blue EYES shine
This time I think that my lover understands me
If we have faith in each other
Then we can be strong

I will be your father figure
Put your tiny hand in mine
I will be your preacher teacher
Anything you have in mind
I will be your father figure
I have had enough of crime
I will be the one who loves you
till the end of time

If you are the desert, I'll be the sea
If you ever hunger - hunger for me
Whatever you ask for, that's what I'll be

So when you remember the ones who have lied
Who said that they cared
But then laughed as you cried
Beautiful darling, don't think of me

Because all I ever wanted
It's in your eyes baby, baby
And love can't lie, no...
(Greet me with the eyes of a child)
My love is always telling me so
(Heaven is a kiss and a smile)
Just hold on, hold on
I won't let you go, my baby

I will be your father figure
Put your tiny hand in mine
I will be your preacher teacher
Anything you have in mind
I will be your father figure
I have had enough of crime
So I am gonna love you
till the end of time
I will be your father
I will be your preacher
I'll be your daddy
I will be the one who loves you
till the end of time…to be continued….


PART 6:

The next day Riddhima woke up almost at noon. She got up and looked outside her cabin window. She was surprised to see that the ship was no longer moving. She looked at the schedule on her dresser, "Monte Carlo! Wow, I should get ready and go out!"

She quickly showered and changed into a yellow skirt and red sleeveless top (imagine Neha at the ALS function last year). She picked her sunglasses and purse and headed to the lobby. She was not surprised that the ship looked deserted; most of the passengers had already disembarked and were enjoying their day in Monte Carlo.

She went to the reception, "excuse me, how do I get to the mainland?"

"sorry ma'am, all our transport boats have already left, you will have to wait for an hour or so, may be another boat might take the left over passengers. Riddhima was disappointed; she had heard so much about this small independent state in Europe, Monaco. It sounded like a fairy-tale location- beautiful beaches, mountains, castles, royalty….. "kaash main itni der tak soti nahin rehti….kal raat kya hua tha?"

"Raat ka nasha utar gaya?" a husky voice greeted her from behind, as if reading her mind.

She turned around and saw Armaan standing with a smile on his face, his cap and sunglasses in his hand. He had just come back after dropping some passengers to the shore.

"Nasha?" she acted ignorant

"Well, here are your winnings from last night…." Armaan handed her a voucher from the Casino.

"Winnings?"

"Yes, it was quite an ordeal to extract this from Mr. Romano…..lagta hai uss Italian ne aap par kuch jaadu kar diya tha kal raat…."

"What?" Riddhima touched her head, as she felt a little giddy when she recalled last night's events, "kya hua tha kal raat?"

"Wohi jo har masoom, bigdi hui ameer ladki ke saath hota hai…..koyi aapko bewkoof banaakar aapka sab kuch lootney ke chakkar mein tha…."

"Lootkar? Kya loota tha usney?" Riddhima sounded scared at what sin she might have committed last night.

"Sab kuch…." Armaan was having fun seeing her tense expression.

"Please Armaan…sach sach bataiye…..kya hua tha?" she sounded impatient

"I am sorry, but…." Armaan paused as he saw tears rolling down her eyes. His heart melted as he saw her tears.

"Nahin…kuch nahin hua tha….Romano ne aapki drink mein kuch mila diya tha….iss liye aapko kuch yaad nahin…main aapko wapas aapke cabin mein le gaya tha…." Armaan reassured her.

"Aap le gaye the? Lekin kaise?"

"Aeroplane mein!" he said sarcastically, "aap theek thaak pahunch gayi na….ab kya matlab kaise pahunchi…"

Riddhima felt a little embarrassed, but thanked him silently and put her voucher in her purse.

She was about to leave, when Armaan stopped her, "kya Monte Carlo nahin dekhna?"

"Haan…I really want to, par saari boats jaa chuki hain…"

"Don't worry…aap mere saath chal sakthi hain….ship par ab koyi passengers nahin hain….I will take you if you don't mind…"

Armaan saw the glitter in her eyes, as he offered to take her to the shore.

Armaan helped her into the tiny motorboat and then sped off towards the shore. The beautiful scenery ahead of her mesmerized Riddhima. The view coming into the sheltered harbor was spectacular. The city was spread out over the rock and into the sea.

"Duniya mein kahin jannat hai tho wo yahan hai!" she exclaimed with her mouth open.

Armaan admired her childlike excitement as they approached the harbor. He thought, "Tum jahan bhi ho, mere liye tho wo hi jannat hai…."

Riddhima took her camera out and started clicking some pictures. After taking some beautiful shots of the city, she focused on Armaan when he was looking away. She could not help noticing that he looked so dashing in his uniform and sunglasses as he steered the boat closer to the shore. He was very much in control of the boat, and the ease with which he maneuvered it, told her that he was indeed a good Naval officer.

He held out his hand and helped her step outside the boat. He enjoyed holding her tiny soft hands in his strong but callused hands from all the years of training at the Naval academy. He thought, "Aisa kyun lagta hai ki yeh haath hamesha mere haathon mein hi rahe?"

"Aapne kuch kaha?" Riddhima asked

"Nahin….aapko company chahiye tho main aapke saath kuch der chal sakta hoon, kyunki abhi ship par wapas nahin jaana hai…"

Riddhima was surprised by her reply, "that would be great!"

Riddhima had started enjoying the attention she was getting from Armaan. The earlier irritation from his constant interference was now vanishing as she had started appreciating his helping and caring attitude.

They started walking towards the city.

Riddhima kept taking pictures and said, "You know Armaan, Monte Carlo is very tiny-only about two miles long. It sits on a large rock named Mont Des Mules."

"You know a lot about this tiny place," Armaan marveled at her knowledge

"Yes, I have always wanted to come here….I love history…it was my favorite subject in school……you know Monte Carlo is a very old port, it was first mentioned in the records back in 43 BC, when Caesar concentrated his fleet there while waiting in vain for Pompey. The history of the ruling Grimaldi family and the surrounding area is fascinating and dates back centuries. The Grimaldi's still rule this place, isn't that amazing?" She continued

"History WAS? You are still in college, aren't you?"

"Yes, I am," she said sadly, "but my Abbu wants me to major in business. I hate finance and math, par kya karoon?"

Armaan was surprised that Riddhima had finally opened up to him a little, "Kya aapne apne Abbu se kabhi kaha hai ki aap business nahin karna chahti…"

"Aap mere Abbu ko jaante nahin hain…wo meri kabhie nahin sunengey.."

"Iss liye aap ghar se bhaag kar aayi hain?" he came closer and looked into her eyes.

Riddhima lowered her eyes and tried to change the subject, "Oh…you know the story of the famous Grace Kelly…don't you?"

"Aapne kabhi socha hai aapke ghar waale kitney pareshaan hongey?" Armaan was persistent.

"Armaan…please I don't want to talk about my family…..aapko mere saath chalna hai tho please don't ask any personal questions!" she said angrily.

"OK..your highness!" Armaan sighed

She laughed, "Highness?"

"After all we are amongst royalty!" he chuckled back.

Riddhima walked ahead and took some pictures of the beautiful gardens and streets.

"Armaan…let's go and see The Palais du Prince (Prince's Palace). It is also a must see. The Grimaldi family has ruled from the palace since 1297…."

"By the way, you know Monte Carlo is now famous for it's Casinos….you are an expert at gambling now.." Armaan teased her.

"Please don't remind me about last night…..I have realized that gambling is just not my cup of tea!" she said confidently.

"Just like smoking, drinking and Spanish men!"

Riddhima turned red with embarrassment, "C'mon Armaan! Give me a break now!"

Armaan laughed and followed her towards the palace, "Waise Riddhima, you must be hungry….aaj breakfast tho miss kar diya na?"

"Mujhey zyaada bhookh nahin lagti…" she said

"Zaahir hai…"

"Matlab?"

"Tabhi tho itni choti si reh gayi ho…." He teased her

"Mr Mallik…blame it on my genes…OK…and don't try to parent me again….mujhey jab khana hai tab kha loongi….you don't need to worry about me.."

"OK…as you wish…" Armaan put his hands up in the air.

They took a tour of the beautiful palace. Riddhima was fascinated by the beautiful paintings and artwork on the walls. Armaan just enjoyed watching her and being with her.

As they left the palace, they climbed a hill next to it. Riddhima, who was now weak from not having eaten all morning, could barely walk up hill. She would of course not admit to the fact that her head was pounding and her legs were about to give in from hunger. Armaan saw that she was looking pale and was struggling to climb the hill.

Armaan took out an energy bar from his pocket and held it in front of Riddhima, "don't say no Riddhima….kha lo…"

There was something so authoritative about him, that Riddhima had no choice but to take the bar from him. She gobbled it up in no time.

Once they reached the top of the hill, they could see the harbors on either side. The view was spectacular.
Riddhima handed her camera to a fellow traveler, "please take our picture…"
Armaan was pleasantly surprised and on an impulse placed his arm around her shoulders. She did not mind that gesture, somehow it just seemed so natural…as if it belonged there…..

Riddhima thanked the photographer and continued to click pictures of the beautiful harbor. She started humming a song as she clicked.
"Hmm…aap gaati bhi hain?" Armaan asked

"Bas shauk hai…Abbu ne mujhey kabhi gaana seekhne nahin diya…." She said sadly

"lekin kyon?"

"Pata nahin…unhey sangeet se kuch allergy hai…"

"Accha…meri maa bahut accha gaati hai…..unhoney mujhey sikhaaney ki bahut koshish ki, par kabhi seekh nahin paaya….par tum kuch gaakar sunaayo na…"
Riddhima did not even notice that Armaan had started addressing her as "tum"- it just seemed so natural, as if that is how it was supposed to be….

Riddhima was pleased that someone wanted to hear her sing. She loved to sing, but had to limit restrict her singing to the shower or few close friends, due to her father's dislike for music.

She sang; "neele neele.." from "holiday" (Armaan is imagining the male part of the song)

http://www.gayaki.com/songs-of-Holiday.html

neele neele aasmaan tale
khwaab ke ho kaafilen
chalo aaisi jagah chalen
aaisi jagah chalen
suraj chaand ke pare
pariyon ka pata milen
chalo aaisi jagah chalen
aaisi jagah chalen
jaha par shokh lehren ho
arsa hi kutch dopahren ho
daude bheegi reton par thandi raat mein
ghutnon bhar samundar naap le
tere hi sang mein
neele neele aasmaan tale
khwaab ke ho kaafilen
chalo aaisi jagah chalen

pairon mein sipi ho
aankhon mein moti
saagar se sikho toh khwaahish kya hoti
suraj ka jewar hai subaha ke maathe
ghoonghat na yeh karde keh do baadal se
dekho oss ki boonde palkein apni moondein
hai ek aaisi duniya jahaan khushiyan na dhale
aao aaj usko dhund le
tere hi sang mein
neele neele aasmaan tale
khwaab ke ho kaafilen
chalo aaisi jagah chalen

din doobey roshan ho jhilmil yeh taarein
sab mein ek sapna hai sach honge saare
raaton ka andhiyara humse kehta hai
baitho toh mere ghar chanda rehta hai
tum sang khwaab poora hai
tum bin sab adhoora hai
chahe ab yeh duniya mile ya na mile
maine toh saja li hain dil mein
tere hi sang mein
neele neele aasmaan tale
khwaab ke ho kaafilen
chalo aaisi jagah chalen
aaisi jagah chalen
PART 7:

Armaan applauded Riddhima's talent, "tum sach much bahut accha gaati ho….tumharey Abbu ko samjhaana hoga ki tumhey gaane diya karein…you could even become a professional singer!"

Riddhima's eyes lit up, "Sach? You think I have the talent?"

"Beshaq," he smiled back

Riddhima's face fell after her initial excitement, "No…you don't know my Abbu…wo kabhi nahin maanengey….wo ghar par ek CD bhi nahin chalney dete….."

"Tumhey apney Abbu se apne dil ki baat zaroor kehni chahiye…main yeh maanta hoon ki duniya mein koyi bhi aise parents nahin hain jo apne bacche ki khushi nahin chahte….lagta hai tum apne Abbu se darti ho aur iss liye apne mann ki baat unsey nahin kehti….aur andar hi andar ghut-thi rehti ho…."

Riddhima looked at Armaan with a puzzled expression, "tum kaise jaante ho yeh sab?"

"Tumhari aankhon se….wo bahut expressive hain….tumhare dil ki har baat keh deti hain…" Armaan looked into her eyes and whispered.

Riddhima became a little conscious, "Uh..Uh…chalo neeche chalker kuch kha lete hain…I am hungry now…"

"Good! Warna mujhey lag raha tho ki apney saath saath mujhey bhi bhookha maarogi….mujhey laga tha ki kahin tumney rozae tho nahi rakhe hain…"

"Rozae? Abhi thode hi hain…."

"Tho kya tum Ramzan mein rozae rakhthi ho?"

"Haan….wo tho har acche muslim ko rakhne padhte hain…."

"Tho kya ek acche muslim ghar ki ladki wo sab kaam bhi kar sakti hai jo tumney kiye hain?"

"Armaan! Please don't remind me….I have a right to try everything in life….I want to have the freedom in deciding what I want to do in life…"

"Riddhima…freedom tho insaan ko tab milthi hai jab wo apne dil ki awaaz sunta hai…na ki doosron ki nakal karta hai…..when you have the courage to follow your heart…that's when you attain freedom……it is the freedom from your own insecurities….!" Armaan said seriously as he held her hand on the down hill course.

Riddhima thought about what Armaan said, but hunger was clouding her thinking, and she was in no mood for a philosophical discussion, "Mr Armaan Mallik….yeh Naval academy mein philosophy bhi sikhaate hain kya?…..you sound so profound….baap re baap….it went over my head!"

"ek din shayad samajh jaaogi…." Armaan said as they reached the foot of the hill.

Armaan looked around to spot a restaurant, "chalo wahan chalte hain….let's get a sandwich or something…."

"Look Armaan! That is France on the other side of the road…" Riddhima pulled his hand and pointed at a sign. Armaan was pleasantly surprised to see her hold his hand with both her hands so possessively, as if trying to hold on to them, not wanting to let go…..

"You know Armaan….. the relationship between Monaco and France is an interesting one. Any new law passed in France is automatically sent to the Prince of Monaco. If he likes it, it becomes a law in Monaco. If not, it doesn't……"

"Kinda like your relationship with your Abbu…." Armaan teased her.

"Armaan! Tum baar baar mere Abbu ko beech mein kyon le aate ho….jaante ho wo meri zabardast kisi aur se shaadi karwana chahte hain…aur tum unko defend karte rehte ho…."

"Oh really? I am sure he has selected a suitable boy for his little princess…"

"Suitable? My foot! Main tho usey jaanti bhi nahin…..I just don't feel that way about him…"

Armaan came closer and whispered in her ear, "tho kis ke baare mein aisa sochti ho?"

Riddhima was a little taken aback by his proximity, "Uh..Uh…abhi koyi aisa mila nahin hai….," she said softly looking away.

"Kaise pata chalega tumhey ki tumhey tumhara prince charming mil gaya hai?" he asked inquisitively.

"Main usey dekhtey hi samajh jaaoongi…..chalo ab kuch order karo please…I am famished!"

Armaan grinned at her innocence but was pleased that she was no longer formal with him and was giving him orders as if it was her right-of course it was-he thought.

Armaan ordered sandwiches and drinks for both of them and they sat down on the open patio of the restaurant.

"Armaan…tum ship par kab se kaam karte ho?" Riddhima asked as she bit into her sandwich.

Armaan was enjoying watching her eat so ardently; he could tell she really needed that meal. He was startled at her question, "Oh…. Main? Yeh mera pehla cruise hai…main Navy mein officer hoon…par vacation par tha tho yeh temporary job le liya…."

"Vacation par bhi kaam kar rahe ho? Are you crazy?" Riddhima asked

"Yadi yeh job nahin leta tho tumse mulaqat kaise hoti?" Armaan did not want to tell Riddhima about his mother's illness and his dire need for money.

"Yeah right! Yeh line kisi aur ko bolna officer……" Riddhima rolled her eyes, but in reality was elated by his reply.

After lunch, Armaan got up and put on his cap, "It was a pleasure to hang out with you Riddhima…I need to head to the boat now….you can stroll around for another couple hours, we will not leave before 6 in the evening."

"phir tum kyon itni jaldi jaa rahe ho?" Riddhima could not hide her disappointment in her voice.

Armaan was pleased that she enjoyed his company, "Well, Ms Riddhima…as you know I am not on vacation….," he saluted her by gently lifting his cap and walked towards the harbor.

Riddhima did not know why, but she had a strong urge to follow him back to the ship. She resisted and turned around to walk towards the city. She looked back, hoping that Armaan would change his mind and come back. There was something so amicable about him…..he made her feel so secure…..she felt like a free bird when she was with him…….she could be herself with him…..she did not have to impress or please him…..was that the freedom he was talking about?


PART 8:

Riddhima strolled around for a little while, but somehow quickly lost interest in her surroundings and headed back for the ship. On her way back, she met her Chicago friends and they exchanged pleasantries.

Earlier in the day, Bethany had seen Riddhima with Armaan, "Hey Riddhima, how was your date with the dashing Mr. Mallik?"

"Date? Of course not! He was just giving me company as you all had decided to leave me stranded in the ship all morning!" Riddhima said angrily.

"Oh my…so it's our fault…but I am sure you are thanking us secretly." Kathy added

Riddhima's face turned red, as she knew there was some truth in what Kathy just said. She pretended to ignore Kathy's comment and kept walking.

When they were back at the ship, they saw a notice on the main board:

"Please join the captain and his officers for a special talent show tonight
Location: Deck at 9 pm
Any one who has any talent to show case is welcome to participate"

"Hey…we should all go..that should be fun!" Bethany said

"Riddhima, will you join us?" Kathy asked

"Sure.." Riddhima said, but was not sure she wanted to participate.

They all went back to their cabins and changed up.

Riddhima wore a lilac colored blouse with white Capri pants. After dinner, she joined her friends at the deck. The passengers were beginning to trickle in, wanting to catch a glimpse of the talent show. Some people were rehearsing in a corner. They were either singing, tuning an instrument, practicing some dance steps, or practicing a stand up routine.

Riddhima sat on a chair and sipped her drink.

"tho kaun sa gaana gaaogi?" she heard a familiar voice from behind.

Riddhima turned around and smiled, "Armaan? Kahan the itni der se? Aaj dining room mein bhi nahin dikhai diye.."

"Hmm…lagta hai mujhey miss kiya tumney…" Armaan sat down across from her

Riddhima felt a little embarrassed, "Oh..wo…nahin…nahin…yeh matlab nahin tha mera….kya tum bhi participate karoge?" she quickly changed the subject, trying to hide her excitement at seeing him.

"Nahin..yeh talent show tho passengers ke liye hai….waise suna hai captain show jeetne waale ko special prize bhi deta hai….may be something special….batao tum kya karogi…"

"Main?…Nahin nahin…main kuch nahin kar sakti….I have never performed in public…"

"Kyun? Itna accha tho gaati ho….please ek gaana zaroor gaana…."

"Nahin Armaan! Please don't force me….you can't do that!" Riddhima sounded irritated at his persistence.

"OK….mere liye nahin tho apney liye hi gaa lo….shayad zindagi mein pehli baar tumhey apne talent ke liye appreciate kiya jaaye….aisa mauka sab ko nahin milta….," he got up and left Riddhima wondering what she should do.

The show started and Riddhima was surprised at the enthusiasm of all the participants.

She enjoyed listening to the songs in different languages. A few couples entertained them with various styles of dancing. Riddhima thought, 'aaj pehli baar ship par itna mazaa aa raha hai…..pata nahin pehley main aur cheezon mein khushi kyun dhoond rahi thi…Armaan ne pehle din hi mujhey kaha tha ki ship par aur bhi bahut entertaining cheezein hain….," she looked up and was surprised to see Armaan standing with a guitar in his hand.

"Ladies and gentlemen…I now want to welcome Ms Riddhima Khan from New York…she will sing a song in Urdu for all of us….can anyone play the guitar for her?" Armaan looked around.

Riddhima got up, "Armaan….I know how to play the guitar…I will play it myself…."

Armaan smiled and welcomed her to the little stage in the center.

Riddhima took the guitar, as everyone applauded to welcome her.

Riddhima tuned the guitar like a true professional and sang this beautiful song from

"Zindaggi Rocks"- "ek din fursat mein"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-56307.html

<font color="red">ek din fursat mein thaamein haath hamare
le gayi uss dagar pe jahaan rehti hai bahaaren
chal diya ham bhi ghar se ham ke kuchh befikar se
dil tha apne bharose ham the dil ke sahaare
ek din fursat mein thaamein haath hamare
le gayi uss dagar pe jahaan rehti hai bahaaren

raah mein mod aaya roshani ho gayi kam - 2
kuchh dil ghabraya ke kahaan aa gaye ham
aage uss mod ke bhi toh bahaaren nahi thi - 2
bhule kuchh khwaahishen aur khwaab the badhawaaz
ek din fursat mein thaamein haath hamare
le gayi uss dagar pe jahaan rehti hai bahaaren

bewajah lag rahi thi jab talaash hamari - 2
ek khushboo uthi aur rutt badal gayi saari
saamne toh khade the faila ke baahen - 2
jaise har dard mera khud mein roke samaaye
dil bada mukhtasar tha tere seene pe sar tha
yun laga marr na jaaye itni khushiyon ke maare
ek din fursat mein thaamein haath hamare
le gayi uss dagar pe jahaan rehti hai bahaaren
ek din fursat mein thaamein haath hamare
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Armaan was really impressed with Riddhima, "Hmm…tum gaana hi nahin, guitar bhi bahut accha bajaati ho…kyun chupa ke rakha hai itna talent…."

Riddhima's performance received a standing ovation from all the crewmembers and co-passengers. Riddhima had never felt so elated. For the first time in her life, she thought people were appreciating Riddhima for her talent, rather than her wealth and status. She had become so used to living in her father's shadow of success and never realized that she had her own identity in this world.

She put the guitar down and looked around for Armaan. Armaan was standing in a corner, his hands still applauding her performance.

She moved away from the stage, giving room to the next group of performers.

"Kaisa laga apna pehla stage show?" Armaan whispered in her ears softly

Riddhima blushed a little and blinked her eyes in gratitude, "thanks Armaan…."

"aise nahin…mere saath coffee shop mein coffee peeni padhegi…"

"abhi?" Riddhima frowned
"Nahin….New York mein!" Armaan said sarcastically

"Ok….chalo….I am ready…." Riddhima smiled this time, "waise raat ko coffee peene ke baad tumhey neend aa jaati hai Armaan?" she asked innocently, "mere Abbu mujhey raat ko coffee ya chai nahin peene dete…."

"Tumharey Abbu! Lagta hai milna padhega unsey….kaafi impression jamaa rakha hai tum par…."

"Tum miloge unsey?" Riddhima asked, as they took the elevator to the coffee shop.

"haan kyun nahin….aakhir dekhoon tho sahi unhoney apni beti ko itna kaise bigaada hai.." Armaan teased her

"Main bigdi huyi nahin hoon…..tum baar baar aisa kyun kehte ho?"

"Tho phir ghar se bhaag kar kyun aayi ho?"

Riddhima sighed and finally spoke after a silence, "mujhey apni Aapi se milney jaana hai…."

"Aapi?"

"haan..meri dadi….mere Abbu unsey baat nahin karte, par main unsey milna chahti hoon…wo mujhsey bahut pyaar karti hain….," Riddhima was in tears as she spoke fondly about her grandmother.

Armaan wanted to hold Riddhima in his arms and comfort her, "main jaanta hoon Riddhima," he put his hand on her shoulder and tried to console her.

"tum kaise jaante ho?" Riddhima asked

Armaan told her about the envelope he had discovered when he dropped her back to her room the previous night.

"Riddhima…..ek minute zara mujhey apne cabin se kuch lena hai….do you mind waiting?"

"No, not at all…." Riddhima said.

Riddhima was surprised that the crew of the ship stayed in the lowermost berth of the ship, where there were no windows or any source of natural light. Armaan's cabin was tiny, slightly bigger than an airplane bathroom! Armaan was about to go in but was paged on the internal radio system, "excuse me Riddhima…tum zara mere cabin mein wait karo…main abhi yeh passenger ki problem solve karke aata hoon….," he excused himself.

Riddhima sat on his tiny bed and looked around, 'my god…itna lamba aadmi itni choti si jagah mein kaise rehta hai….aur main itney badhe cabin mein?" she almost felt ashamed about her luxurious living.

As she looked around, she saw a copy of the "New York times"

"arre…mere shahar ka newspaper yahan? Aur wo bhi sirf ek din purana…wow Armaan does keep up with the news…."

She was excited to see something familiar in this foreign land.

She turned the pages and finally she saw a tiny ad on one of the pages. Someone had circled the ad in ink.

The ad read: "will award $100,000 for anyone who can give me any news about my missing daughter, Riddhima Khan. She is 21, fair, petite with long hair and black eyes" There was a photograph of Riddhima at the bottom of the ad!

Riddhima was shocked and enraged, "THO ISS LIYE ARMAAN MUJHSEY ITNI FRIENDSHIP BADHA RAHA HAI…."
PART 9:

Riddhima folded the newspaper and put it back on the dresser. She hurriedly got up and dashed to her cabin. She had tears in her eyes by the time she returned to her cabin. She shut the door and stood with her back resting on the door, "kya Armaan ne sach much mujhey dhokha diya hai…usey sirf paisa chahiye tha tho mujhsey maang leta….ab Abbu ko pata chal jaayega ki main kahan hoon, tho wo mujhey dhoondney aa jaayenge….phir main Aapi se kabhi mil nahin paaungi……I hate Armaan….kitni badhi badhi baatein karta hai, aur peeche se mere yakeen ko dhokha de diya…."

Just then there was a knock on her door.

She wiped her tears and saw Armaan standing with a big question mark on his face, "what about the coffee, your highness?"

"I would rather not talk about anything right now Mr Armaan Mallik! Please leave me alone!"

"Lekin Riddhima? Aisa kya hua?"

"Please leave me alone, kal main jaldi jaagna chahti hoon, aur next port miss nahi karna chahti…GOODNIGHT!"

"Riddhima! I deserve an explanation for your erratic behaviour!" Armaan lost his temper.

"Main kisko explanation deti hoon aur kisko nahin, that is my decision…now please LEAVE!" she shut the door on his face and ran to her bed.

Armaan was flabbergasted by her behavior, "pata nahin yeh ladki kya khaakar paida huyi thi….uff kya saari zindagi mujhey aise mood swings sehney padhenge? Abhi bhi der nahin huyi hai….I can still back out…..," he thought for awhile, still waiting outside her cabin, but then turned around and pounded his fist on his heart, 'kya karoon….kambhakt dil hai ki manta hi nahin hai…."


NEXT MORNING:

Riddhima woke up at the crack of dawn and got ready to disembark at their next port, Nice in the French Riviera. She stuffed her clothes and belongings into her bag and left her cabin. Riddhima was not a very organized girl, as she had been spoilt by Begum and other housekeepers all her life. She did not check the drawers in the closet, before she packed all her belongings. Armaan had safely placed her passport, travel documents and the envelope with her Appi's address in the drawer the other night.

"Main aaj Genoa se wapas ship par nahin aaoongi, aur phir train ya plane se Istanbul chali jaaoongi…..Armaan ko kuch pata nahin chalna chahiye…I hope Abbu kahin raaste mein hi naa mil jaayein mujhey…"

Riddhima had a quick breakfast and took the first boat out to the harbor. She was glad that Armaan was not on duty at that time.

Armaan had assumed that Riddhima would probably get late as usual, and he was looking forward to hanging out with her in the beautiful town of Genoa in Italy.

Armaan got worried about Riddhima, when he did not see her all morning. After all the passengers had left the ship, he went around the ship to look for her. He managed to get hold of the master key and when Riddhima did not answer her door, he forced himself inside her cabin, 'kahin is ladki ne raat ko phir tho kuch nahin chadhaa liya…..," he thought as he entered her cabin.

His worst fears came true, when he saw that all her luggage was gone! Before leaving, he checked the drawer in the closet, but was reassured to see her passport and the envelope, "inkey bina wo kahin nahin jaa sakti…." He placed the passport and envelope in his pocket, in case she came back for them once he had left.

He reached the harbor and looked around everywhere. Genoa was a beautiful and picturesque town, but Armaan could not focus on anything at this point. He met a few passengers from the ship, but they all denied seeing Riddhima anywhere.

He finally found out from the other crewmembers that Riddhima had indeed taken the early morning boat to the shore.

"Aisa kya hua kal raat, jo Riddhima bhaagney ki soch rahi hai?" Armaan scratched his head and then suddenly recalled, "kal raat….mere cabin mein…..OH NO! she must have seen the newspaper….Oh my god! She probably feels I will inform her dad.….pagal ladki….maine paper tho jaan moojh kar apne cabin mein rakha tha ki koyi aur na dekh le…I know she is on a mission to meet her grandmother…..main tho uski help karna chahta hoon….looks like I will have to hunt her down…."

Armaan called the local airport, train and bus stations alerting them about their missing cruise passenger.

If he had understood Riddhima well, he knew that Riddhima would have a hard time leaving all the beautiful and historical sites without checking them out.

Armaan spent the whole day searching different restaurants, museums, art galleries, but was unable to locate. He was right, as Riddhima had indeed decided to spend a few hours in Genoa before leaving for Istanbul. After all, Genoa was the birthplace of Christopher Columbus and the place where the first pair of Jeans was ever made!

She was not the best of planners, and had decided to look for flights or a train after she had done some sight seeing. She made sure, Armaan was nowhere around.

Armaan kept missing her by a few minutes wherever he went. It was like a cat and mouse game. Riddhima managed to escape barely minutes before he got to a place.

Riddhima finally took a cab to the airport. She was shocked when she could not find her passport at the ticket counter.

"Ya Allah! Kahin ship par tho nahin reh gaye…ab tho ship ke wapas jaane ka time bhi ho gaya hoga….ab kya karoon? Bus aur train mein bhi problem hogi…..chalo harbor par jaakar dekhti hoon…..shayad koyi private boat mil jaaye…."

Armaan in the meantime had eliminated most places from his list.

Their cruise ship was about to sail off. Armaan took special permission to delay the departure. It had started raining heavily and the captain was not very thrilled about delaying the departure further.

"Sir…please let me keep a rescue boat….I will join you as soon as I find our passenger…"

"Why are you worried about her? She has voluntarily left the ship….all her belongings are gone too…..we can't wait here all night long…."the captain tried to reason with Armaan.

"Sir! I promise, I will join you as soon as I can…."

"You know young man…you could be fired for this, but I like you…you are hard working and care for your passengers…OK….keep in touch with the radio….hopefully we will see you soon, or at our next port…Naples…OK"

Armaan stayed at the port for sometime thinking about his options.

He strolled in the rain, "passport ke bina wo sirf illegally hi jaa sakti hai….let me check the private boats…..ho sakta hai wahan ho…."

Armaan walked a mile or so on the wet coastline. He was completely drenched. The thunder and lightening reassured him that no private boat would take off at this time, of course unless she had already left.

Just as he approached the private boats harbor, he saw a young lady trying to talk to a sailor in a distance. He knew it was HER!

As he approached them, he saw the sailor had nodded his head and walked away.

Riddhima was standing with her bag and sobbing in the rain. She had never felt this helpless, "kaash maine apna passport dhyaan se rakha hota…..Abbu…kahan hai aap?" she was sobbing like a little girl now with her face buried in her palms.

Just then she felt someone parting her palms from her face; she looked up and saw Armaan with water dripping down his face, his clothes as drenched as hers. He stood there holding both her hands and staring at her sympathetically, "kya sach much Abbu ke paas jaana chahti ho ya mere saath apni Appi ko milne jaana chahti ho?"

Riddhima was stunned at what she heard. She was shivering in the cold water, still trembling from the realization that she could be all alone in this foreign land…..

She could barely speak, as she kept sobbing and shivering.

Armaan gently pulled her towards him and encircled her in his arms in a tight embrace, "Riddhima…..main tumhey kabhie dhokha nahin doonga….tumhari manzil hi ab meri manzil hai…."…
PART 10:

Armaan and Riddhima stayed in each other's arms for a little while, absorbing each other's warmth in the deluge.

Riddhima finally stopped trembling and looked up at Armaan, "thanks…..I..I…am so..sorr…ry…" she was still sobbing.

"You ought to be sorry….bilkul pagal ho tum Riddhima.." Armaan said affectionately, stroking her hair gently.

"mujhey laga…mujhey laga…"

"Jaanta hoon…tumhey laga ki main paise ke liye tumharey Abbu ko inform kar doonga?"

Riddhima nodded and lowered her eyes, "haan maine yahi socha tha.."

"Haan, ek baar mann tho kiya tha…par paise ke liye nahin…tumhari hifazat ke liye….paise chahiye hote tho main pehle din hi tumhare Abbu ko phone kar deta…."

"phir kyun nahin kiya?" Riddhima asked

"Pataa nahin…shayad main pehle jaan na chahta tha ki tum ghar se bhaag kar kyun aayi ho….ek shareef ladki ghar se tabhi bhaag thi hai jab bahut majboor ho ya jab…ya jab.."

"ya jab kya?" Riddhima asked quizzically

"ya jab bilkul pagal ho tumhari tarah…," he teased her but hugged her again.

Riddhima did not hesitate and smiled back, enjoying the feel of his warm chest through his wet shirt, "tum theek kehte ho…main kuch pagal si hi hoon…"

Armaan thought, "par mujhey yeh pagalpan bahut pyaara lagta hai…."

"kuch kaha tumney?" Riddhima asked.

"Nahin…" Armaan picked her bag and said, "lagta hai aaj raat Genoa mein hi bitaani padhegi….is mausam mein hamari rescue boat ultaa hamein dooba degi…chalo let's find some shelter… kal subah train ya bus se Naples chale jaayenge…I think that would be the easiest way to get back on our ship."

Riddhima did not question or argue with him. She had somehow resigned her fate to Armaan at this point. She trusted that he would take her to her 'manzil' and she need not worry anymore.

They walked in the rain towards the city, in search of a hotel to spend the night.

Genoa was a popular destination for tourists and the hotels were overbooked.

At last they found a hotel with one room available. It was fortunately a suite with a room and attached living room.

"Riddhima…ek room hai is hotel mein…tum yahan reh jaao…main aage koyi aur hotel dhoondta hoon…"

Riddhima did not want Armaan to leave, "nahin….koyi baat nahin ek raat ki hi tho baat hai….tum bhi yahan reh lo….mujhey akele darr lagta hai.." she admitted.

Armaan smiled at her innocence, "theek hai…main living room mein so jaaoonga…"

Riddhima was lucky that she had her bag with her. She promptly went into the bathroom to change into a dry outfit after they checked into the suite. Armaan settled in the living room and left the luxurious king sized bed for Riddhima. There was a sliding glass door separating the two rooms. He shut the door, to give Riddhima some privacy.

Armaan took his wet shoes and socks off. He had nothing else to change into. The shops at the hotel and the neighborhood were all closed at this late hour.

Armaan took his shirt off and set it to dry on a chair. He stood near the window with his bare back facing the room.

Riddhima came out of the shower, wearing pink pajamas and matching top. Her hair was open and still wet from the rain and shower.

She peeked through the glass door and saw Armaan leaning against the window. She could see his strong muscular back facing her. She could not take her eyes off his bare skin…..she felt something inside her which she had only experienced while reading her numerous collection of romantic fiction….a sensation she had only felt in her dreams…in her imaginary world…..whenever she thought of her prince charming sweeping her off her feet…..she could feel goose bumps on her skin and a sweet throbbing sensation inside her femineity. She swallowed hard to moisten her parched throat; she turned around with her back resting on the glass door and shut her eyes, "ya allah! Yeh kya ho raha hai mujhey….maine aaj tak kabhi kisi ke liye aisa nahin socha…..mujhey maaf kar do mere khuda….yeh paap hai….," she raised her hands and looked up as if praying to her 'khuda'

After a few moments, she opened her eyes and turned around to see Armaan staring at her from the window. His hair was still wet, but he had a towel resting on his shoulders. He was mesmerized by her fresh-out-of-the-shower look. He was tempted to grab her and hold her in his arms.

She could see his muscular chest with a gold chain hanging on it. She looked carefully and saw an "OM" dangling from the chain.

That "OM" sign hit Riddhima like a rock! That was reality….for the first time Riddhima realized that Armaan and her had very different backgrounds- somehow their economic and cultural differences (he was Indian and she was practically an American)- were insignificant in comparison to their religious differences. She had heard numerous times from her Abbu and his friends, "hamare bacche chahe American ban jaaye, par kabhie kisi Hindu ke naa baney…."

Her Abbu was particularly strict about her mingling with Hindus- she had no idea why-they seemed the closest to her in terms of culture, language and looks. She had never questioned her dad while growing up, but today she wanted to know…. "aakhir kyon? aakhir kyon main ek Hindu ko pasand nahin kar sakti? Armaan kehta hai ki meri manzil hi uski manzil hai, tho phir aaj pehli baar mujhey kyon ehsaas ho raha hai ki Armaan aur meri duniya kitni alag hai…."


She was trying to take deep breaths to calm herself, when she heard the glass door slide open.

"Riddhima…kuch room service se order karoon?" it was Armaan's deep voice in the background.

Riddhima did not turn around, "nahin mujhey bhookh nahin hai…tumhey kuch chahiye tho kar lo…"

Armaan thought, "Riddhima….meri bhookh aur pyaas tho ab tumsey hi judi hai…..kya jawab doon main tumhey?"


When Armaan did not answer, she turned around, but could not meet his gaze, "Armaan….tumhey thand lag rahi hogi….bathroom mein ek robe hai…chaho tho main le aati hoon…"

"Aadat hai mujhey Riddhima…aakhir ek Navy officer apna saara samay paani mein hi nikaalta hai…chalo main kuch order kar deta hoon….."

Riddhima nodded, her eyes still staring at the floor, unable to meet his gaze or his handsome physique.

After finishing their meal, Riddhima felt a little more comfortable around Armaan. She avoided looking at him, as every time she set her eyes on him, she felt little giddy; Armaan had already caught her staring at him a few times.

Armaan thought, "Riddhima…lagta hai kabhie kisi mard ko bina shirt ke nahin dekha….chalo zindagi ke kayi lessons mil rahe hain tumhey is trip par….apni feelings ko hide mat karo….main jaanta hoon tum meri taraf attract ho rahi ho…but I will wait…I will wait till you are ready to listen to your heart…."

"Armaan….tumharey ghar par kaun kaun hain?"

Armaan decided to tease her, "ek biwi hai, ek rakhail hai aur dono ke do-do bacche hain…."

Riddhima was aghast; her mouth stayed open as she stared at him in disbelief, '
"WHAT? Are you crazy?"

Armaan started laughing, "tumhey koyi bhi bewkoof banaa sakta hai…you are so vulnerable..," he got up and put the dishes away on the tray, "nahin ek bimaar maa hai aur ek bahen….bas yahi dono hain….main bas unhi ke liye jeeta hoon….cruise par bhi issi liye aaya hoon…meri maa ko cancer hai…."

Riddhima noticed that Armaan's eyes were glistening with tears as he spoke about his mother.

"bahut pyaar karte ho apni mom se?"

"haan….unhoney poori zindagi ek single mother ho kar mujhey aur meri bahen ko sab kuch diya hai…khair rehney do…..," he shuffled his feet as he was not comfortable talking about his personal life with anyone, but somehow Riddhima was different….itna apna pan hai Riddhima mein….main kyon apni problems usey bataa raha hoon….he thought as he paused.

Riddhima felt bad for Armaan, "I hope tumhari mom theek ho jaaye….main samajh sakthi hoon ki maa ke bina kitni adhoori zindagi ho sakti hai…meri maa bhi bachpan mein hi guzar gayi thi, " she felt her eyes moistening as she said that.

They both tried to smile and change the subject.

"OK Goodnight Riddhima! See you bright and early….and by the way…here is your passport and envelope….thode bheeg gaye hain…but should dry by the morning…"

They both tossed and turned around all night, aware of each other's presence just a few feet away, but separated by their self-created obstacles…..

Song in the background as they both pine for each other all night:

"aisa lagta hai" from "refugee"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-1746.html

O, Aisa Lagta Hai, Jo Na Hua Hone Ko Hai
Aisa Lagta Hai, Abh Dil Mera Khone Ko Hai
Varna Dil Kyoon Dhadakta, Saansein Kyoon Rukti
Neendein Meri Kyoon Ud Jaateen
O, Aisa Lagta Hai , Jo Na Hua Hone Ko Hai
Aisa Lagta Hai, Abh Dil Mera Khone Ko Hai
Varna Dil Kyoon Dhadakta, Saansein Kyoon Rukti
Neendein Meri Kyoon Ud Jaateen
O, Aisa Lagta Hai, Jo Na Hua Hone Ko Hai...

Koi Chehraa Nigahoon Pe Chaa Ne Lagaa
Koi Abh Roz Khaabon Mein Aane Lagaa
Aayi Rut Jo Nayee, Jaagey Armaan Kayee
Mausam Koi Ghazal Jaise Gaaney Lagaa
Ooo, Aisa Lagta Hai, Jaise Nasha Hone Ko Hai
Hooo, Aisa Lagta Hai, Hosh Mera Khone Ko Hai
Varna Dil Kyoon Dhadakta, Saansein Kyoon Rukti
Neendein Meri Kyoon Ud Jaateen
Ooo, Aisa Lagta Hai, Hosh Mera Khone Ko Hai...

Mehki Mehki Fizaa Ne Li Angdaiyaan
Neeli Neeli Hain Baadal Ki Parchaiyaan
Thandi Thandi Hawaa, Layee Raag Naya
Goonji Goonji Si Hain Jaise Shehnaiyaan
Ooo, Aisa Lagta Hai, Koi Mera Hone Ko Hai
Aisa Lagta Hai, Har Fasala Khone Ko Hai
Varna Dil Kyoon Dhadakta, Saansein Kyoon Rukti
Neendein Meri Kyoon Ud Jaateen
Hooo, Aisa Lagta Hai, Jo Na Hua Hone Ko Hai
Aisa Lagta Hai, Abh Dil Mera Khone Ko Hai
Varna Dil Kyoon Dhadakta, Saansein Kyoon Rukti
Neendein Meri Kyoon Ud Jaateen...
PART 11:

Armaan finally woke up early in the morning after a sleepless and restless night. He peeked into Riddhima's room and admired her flawless beauty, as she was still fast asleep.

"aakhir is ladki mein aisa kya hai…jo main apni neend aur hosh kho baitha hoon….pata nahin yeh pyaar hai ya kuch aur?….mann karta hai ki bas usey hamesha aise hi dekhta rahoon……jaanta hoon hamarey raaste bilkul alag alag hain, par kya kabhi mil nahin sakte?"

He put his shirt on and left the suite. He was lucky to find one of the shops open in the lobby. He purchased some bare essentials for himself and a pair of original "Genoa" jeans and a black "Italia" shirt.

After he had showered and changed up, he ordered breakfast and sat down next to Riddhima. Riddhima was still in deep slumber, probably tired from the long day in the rain.

"Riddhima…Riddhima.." he tried to wake her up gently but she moaned and just turned over to the other side. He could tell this must be an ordeal for people in her house- to wake the little princess up in the morning!

He finally had an idea. He held her hand and gently immersed her finger in a cup of hot tea.

"OUCH!" she got up with a startle. She saw Armaan trying to duck under the bed.

"Yeh koyi tareeka hai ek shareef ladki ko uthaane ka?" she said angrily

"Jab yeh so called shareef ladki sharafat se ne uthe, tho aise hi uthaana padhta hai….sorry!" he curled up his nose and smiled.

Riddhima finally calmed down, "kya sach much bahut der se utha rahe ho? I am sorry…mujhey bahut gehri neend aa gayi…"

"Accha hai kisi ko tho neend aayi theek se…" Armaan teased her as he poured another cup of tea for her.

Riddhima looked at Armaan and noticed that he looked really handsome in his crisp blue jeans and "Italia" shirt- "lagta hai tum shopping bhi kar aaye…."

"Yadi tum kuch aur der nahin uthti tho ab tak main Istanbul bhi pahunch gaya hota…."

"Shirt acchi hai….nice to see you in black for a change," she smiled.

"I think kal raat mujhey bina shirt ke dekhkar tum zara ghabraa gayi thi…iss liye aaj apne aap ko poori tarah dhak liya hai maine…." He teased her

Riddhima just shook her head and smiled, "Armaan tum bhi na…..ek shareef ladki ke saath kaisa mazaak kar lete ho…"

"OK…tumhey pasand nahin hai tho aaj se mazaak bandh…chalo let's get ready quickly as we have to take the next bus towards Naples…."

Riddhima sipped her tea and thought, "Armaan…mujhey tumhare mazaak mein apnapan sa kyon lagta hai?"

"Kahan kho gayi?" Armaan snapped his fingers in front of her eyes.

Riddhima came back to her senses and then said, "Armaan…main ek phone call karna chahti hoon…"

"Phone? Sure….as long as mujhey ek ladki bhagaaney ke chakkar mein police ko nahin phone mila rahi, I don't care…," he smiled and put the breakfast tray away.

Riddhima laughed at Armaan's sense of humor, and called the operator, "please disable the caller ID….yes the number is…"

Riddhima's hands were trembling as the phone rang on the other side,

"Hello..Daijaan?"

Armaan paused as he heard Riddhima talk on the phone. He saw that tears were flowing from Riddhima's eyes and she was barely able to speak on the phone.

She kept sobbing and finally said, "A..Abbu se kahiye ki m..main jaldi ghar aa jaaoongi….fikr na karein….main bilkul theek hoon….nahin abhi Abbu se baat nahin kar sakti……salaam waalequm daijaan……," she hung up and buried her face in her hands.

Armaan came and sat next to her. He could feel his eyes welling up from emotions also.

He parted her hands from her face and looked at her, "Riddhima…yeh sirf ek bahadur ladki hi kar sakti hai…main ab tak sochta tha ki tum thodi buzdil ho, par ghar phone kar ke tumney bahut bahaduri ka kaam kiya hai…I am proud of you…..," he wiped her tears and was tempted to hold her in his arms and console her.

"Jaante ho Armaan?…kal raat main jab bilkul akeli us toofan mein thi, tab mujhey ehsaas hua ki main kya chhod kar aayi hoon…..tab mujhey laga ki mere Abbu ne mujhey kitne pyaar se paala hai, aur main unka dil thod kar bina bataaye hi ghar chhod kar aa gayi….yadi tum na hote tho shayad aaj bhi main sadak par hi…" she started sobbing again.

"Nahin Riddhima…..jiska koyi nahin hota, uski raksha bhagwan karta hai…"

Riddhima looked at him quizzically, "matlab khuda?"

Armaan smiled and nodded, "ek hi baat hai….chalo ab tayyar ho jaao…."

Armaan and Riddhima boarded a bus, which would take them up to Livorno. Armaan had to figure out how they would get to Naples in time to board the cruise ship.

After contacting the ship, he figured out that they would not be able to get to Naples in time. The only way was to take a bus to Rome and then somehow manage to get on a ferry towards a town near Naples. He could then get a private sailboat and reach his destination.

He took out the maps and a pen to explain his plan to Riddhima, "yeh dekho Riddhima.."

Riddhima just smiled and looked out the window, "Armaan….mujhey tum par poora yakeen hai….jahan bhi le jaaogey main wahan chalney ko tayyar hoon…."

Armaan smiled and folded the map. He leaned towards her and whispered in her ear, "Vaada?"

Riddhima looked at him and teased him, "Haan…bas Istanbul tak ka vaada!"

Armaan looked disappointed and just grinned, "aur Istanbul ke baad?"

Riddhima was stumped by his question. She looked away and said softly, "uske baad hamare raaste alag ho jaayenge….."
The thought of separating from her companion in a few days made her uncomfortable.

"main tho bhool hi gayi thi ki Armaan aur meri duniya kitni alag hai…..kabhie kabhie manzil se zyaada safar kyon zyaada haseen lagney lagta hai?" she thought as she looked out the moving bus.

Armaan and Riddhima were both lost in their thoughts throughout the bus ride and did not say anything more to each other. Riddhima fell asleep and before she realized, her head was resting on Armaan's strong shoulders. Armaan put his arm around her to give her more support and closed his eyes.

He could feel her heart beating against his chest; he savored her sweet fragrance as they both fell asleep with the gentle rocking of the bus.

Song in background- beautiful song sung by Kunal Gunjawala at his romantic best!

"Khwaahishon Se" from "holiday"

http://www.dishant.com/search/holiday-in-ALBUM.html


khwaahishon se yeh suna hain
pyar humko ho raha hain
tum hi toh ho woh sapna jo
dekha hai jee bhi liya hain
tum hi toh ho woh lamha jo
ab zindagi ban gaya hain

raaston mein gunjata hain
pyar humko ho raha hain
tumhi toh ho savera jo
yeh rang naye de gaya hain
tumhi toh ho khazana jo
dil mein hi tha mil gaya hain
khwaahishon ne

khwaahishon se yeh suna hain
(ishaaron mein kehti hai paagal yeh hawaaen
chalo raaz sabko yeh jaake batayen) - 2
tum hi toh ho jo khwaabon ko
sang sang mere dekhtaa hain
tum hi toh ho jo raaton ko
tanhaaiya baant ta hain
khwaahishon se

dabe paanv dastak mohabbat ne sunaai
hain dehliz pe khwaab saare le aayi
ha dabe paanv dastak mohabbat ne sunaai
hain dehliz pe khwaab saare le aayi
tumh hi toh ho woh saaya jo saathi mera rehnuma hain
tum hi toh ho sitara jo roshan kare rasta hain

aasman pe yeh likha hain
pyar humko ho gaya hain
tum hi toh ho woh sapana jo
dekha hain jee bhi liya hain
tum hi toh ho woh lamha jo
ab zindagi ban gaya hain
PART 12:


Armaan and Riddhima continued their onward journey hopping between buses, trains and ferries.

Armaan and Riddhima had spent every second of the last 24 hours with each other-somehow it felt like eternity-they both really cherished the time they had spent together, whether it was sharing a pizza at the corner shop, trying different flavors of the famous Gelato ice cream or looking at train or bus schedules. Somehow, being together in an unknown land, amongst unknown people brought them closer to each other. Riddhima did not argue or throw tantrums about anything. Armaan kept teasing her lovingly, making the journey more pleasant for Riddhima.

They were now at the final and trickiest leg of their journey; they had to sail in a small private boat to their cruise ship, which was still in the middle of the ocean. That seemed the quickest way to ensure that they would make it to their destination. Armaan was used to the open seas, but he was not sure whether Riddhima would be able to handle it! It was going to take them about 5-6 hours of sailing in the Mediterranean sea.

"Riddhima….tum is choti si sail boat mein kuch ghante baith sakogi?"

Riddhima looked at the small sailboat resting on the harbor. She saw the vast sea in front of her and then looked at Armaan, "ab okhal mein sar de hi diya hai, tho mussal se kya darna?"

Armaan was baffled, "wow Riddhima tumhari urdu tho bahut acchi hai….yeh proverb tho maine bhi school mein hi seekha tha…."

Riddhima laughed, "Tum desi log, hum American bacchon ko bekaar badnaam karte ho…main bas urdu padh nahin paati, par zindagi bhar ghar par urdu hi boli hai….aur aapki hindi picture dekh dekh kar tho bahut aage nikal gayi hoon…."

Armaan laughed back, "Waise Riddhima tum kaafi dilchasp ladki ho….mere pehle impression se bilkul alag…"

Riddhima sat down next to Armaan, as he was raising the sail on the boat, "tho kya socha tha mere baare mein?" she asked mischievously.

Armaan was intrigued to see how comfortable and Riddhima had become over the last couple of days, "bataa doonga tho tumhey accha nahin lagega…"

"tum pehle hi mujhey bahut kuch bol chuke ho…bigdi huyi….pagal…..buzdil….iske baad tho ab compliments hi milney chahiye…." Riddhima rolled her tongue in her mouth.

"Compliment? Ek Navy officer se compliment nahin milega….haan sach zaroor bol sakta hoon…"

"Bolo…main tayyar hoon…" Riddhima cupped her ear with her hand, ready to hear what Armaan was going to say.

Armaan placed his mouth near her cupped hand, "tum bahut badsoorat ho!"

"KYA?" Riddhima was mortified. All her life she had been showered with compliments about her beauty; this was the first time she had heard otherwise.

Armaan winked at her as the sail was finally flying high, fluttering away with the sea breeze, "Badsoorat ladkiyan Naval officers ki kamzori hoti hain!…" (I admit I stole this line from the new rocking serial Virrudh- when I heard that, I thought this dialogue was made for our Armaan only!)

Riddhima blushed at that comment- this was the first time Armaan had openly appreciated her looks and she felt like as if she had won a beauty peagant. A compliment from him meant so much more to her than what other's had said to her all her life…..

Riddhima knew she would always remember this handsome navy officer from India. She could tell that Armaan was attracted to her, just the way she was to him, but was there anything else between them? Armaan had been a thorough gentleman throughout the trip, not even once he had tried to take advantage of the situation. He was her knight in shining armor…he was the wind beneath her wings…..was he the prince charming she had always dreamt of?

As they started sailing away in the open seas, Riddhima stood at the edge of the boat, enjoying the sea breeze and gentle splashes of the salty water on her face. She spread out her wings and felt so free…..this was the freedom she had been craving for all her life….she could not ask for anymore.

She remembered an old favorite song by Bette Midler:

It must have been cold there in my shadow,
to never have sunlight on your face.
You were content to let me shine, that's your way,
you always walked a step behind.

So I was the one with all the glory,
while you were the one with all the strength.
A beautiful face without a name -- for so long,
a beautiful smile to hide the pain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and ev'rything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed,
but I've got it all here in my heart.
I want you to know I know the truth, of course I know it,
I would be nothing with out you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero,
and ev'rything I would like to be?
I can fly higher than an eagle,
'cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Fly, fly, fly away,
you let me fly so high.
Oh, fly, fly,
so high against the sky, so high I almost touch the sky.
Thank you, thank you, thank God for you,
the wind beneath my wings.
PART 13:

Armaan and Riddhima sailed in the smooth waters of the Mediterranean Sea for a few hours. They kept stealing glances from each other as they enjoyed the fresh sea breeze and the gentle splashes of the waves hitting their boat.

Riddhima enjoyed watching the sea gulls circling around their boat, "yeh sea gulls kitni khush kismat hain….inki life kitni straight forward hoti hai….koyi problems nahin hoti inki life mein….they have no barriers in their lives like we humans have….."

Armaan smiled as he was steering the sail towards the direction of the ship, "yeh tho sea gulls se hi poonch na padhega….waise barriers humare dimaag mein hote hain….dil se pooncho tho koyi barriers nahin hote….kabhi kabhi kuch decisions dil par hi chhod dene chahiye….," Armaan knew what "barriers" Riddhima was alluding to. He was aware of those obstacles too, but he was ready to cross those barriers, as long as Riddhima was ready to cross them……

Riddhima silently thought, "Armaan…kehna aasaan hai….tum ek mard ho….shayad tumharey liye yeh barriers cross karna itna mushkil nahin hoga, par mere liye bahut mushkil…."

"Mushkil ho sakta hai par naa-mumkin nahin!" Armaan continued, as if reading Riddhima's thoughts, "mera matlab hai kayi baar duniya mein kayi cheezein mushkil lagti hain…par dil chahe tho kuch bhi naa-mumkin nahin hai….ab dekho, tumharey Istanbul jaane mein kitne obstacles aaye hain…par phir bhi tumney haar nahin maani….and look I can see our ship in the horizon…." Armaan pointed at a little dot in the distance.

Riddhima was excited and almost jumped up in joy.

"OH..OH…watch out…yeh boat hai, zameen nahin….," Armaan cautioned her.

"Mujhey koyi parwa nahin….main jaanti hoon yadi main paani mein gir bhi gayi naa, tum mujhey bachaa loge…"

"Itna bharosa hai mujh par?" Armaan asked softly

"Apne aap se bhi zyaada," Riddhima said shyly and turned her face to hide her .

As they kept approaching the ship gradually, they noticed a thick cover of clouds approaching them faster than their ship.

Armaan's nautical sense alerted him that a big storm was on it's way, "Riddhima…ek kaam karo….yeh life jacket pahen lo…," he said calmly without alarming her.

"Life jacket? Kyon? Ab tho ship ke paas jaa hi rahey hain…"

Armaan lost his cool, "RIDDHIMA! Just do what I say…..don't argue with me!"

Riddhima was taken aback by his tone, "OK Captain! As you say…," she put on the only life jacket on the boat, "aur tum? Yahan tho ek hi life jacket hai…"

"I know….I noticed that after we had taken off….don't worry mujhey aadat hai…and please give me your passport and envelope…..main apni pocket mein rakh leta hoon…"

"Armaan! Why are we doing all this?" Riddhima was petrified now.

"It is just a routine drill.." Armaan lied as he tried to make a radio connection with the cruise ship.

Before his distress call was answered, a giant wave erupted from the ocean and almost swallowed their tiny boat. The wave had thrown them out into the open sea.

"Armaan! Armaan!.." Armaan heard Riddhima's voice drowning in the thunderous waves.

"Hold my hand Riddhima!" Armaan held out his hand towards Riddhima. She managed to hold on to his fingers, but another gigantic wave hit them like a boulder, separating their hands from each other. Armaan looked around and saw that their sailboat had been carried away very far by the monstrous waves. He saw two tiny hands trying to stay afloat in a distance. He could either go for the boat or get Riddhima out from the clutches of the water. Although Riddhima was a good swimmer and had a life jacket on, the weight of the waves was too much for her frail body.

Armaan knew what he had to do- he swam as hard as he could and got closer to Riddhima. Her hand was barely visible now. He ducked under the water and saw that Riddhima was beginning to sink into the sea. He caught hold of her waist and with full force, swam upwards towards the surface of the water. He finally saw the sun shining on them; the storm had passed by and the sea was as calm as it was just a few minutes ago. Riddhima was limp in his arms, but was still taking some shallow breaths.

Their sailboat was as far as their ship was from where they were. Armaan placed Riddhima on his strong back and started swimming towards the ship. He remembered the rescue drills he had been through during his training at the Naval Academy-they were no way close to a real life drill he was experiencing at this point.


Here is a song to motivate Armaan : "raasta pyaar ka" from "Mallik and Iyer"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-60687.html

rum pum taara rum pum pum...

chal pade ha chal pade
chal pade toh hum chal pade
chal pade deewaane toh
chaahat ke parwaane toh
aandhi ho tufaan ho
ya mushkil mein jaan ho
chali hai yahi daastaan
pyaar ka yahin hai yahin raasta pyaar ka

na rok sake dushman koi
na tod sake bandhan koi
iss ishq ka dastoor hai
jo bhi ho saja manjoor hai
hame mil gaya hai pata pyaar ka - 2

chal pade ha chal pade
chal pade toh hum chal pade
chal pade deewaane toh
chaahat ke parwaane toh
har mausam apana hoga
pura har sapana hoga
ho jaaye?? koi julum??
hona hai hoga sangam
hame hai hame waasta pyaar ka - 2

(chal pade ha chal pade
chal pade toh hum chal pade) - 2
logo ke ehsaas mein
honge hum itihaas mein
dil ka har panna bolega
pyaar nigaaho mein dolega
hame hai hame waasta pyaar ka - 2
yahin hai yahin raasta pyaar ka - 4


After an hour of swimming in the sea, Armaan was finally close to the ship. He was completely out of breath, he was holding on to Riddhima with one hand and his other hand paddled along the water. The captain of the ship finally spotted them in the water and recruited his rescue team to get the two out of the water. A rope was lowered down into the water; Armaan held on to the rope and gradually climbed up back in to the ship with Riddhima in one arm. The other sailors pulled them back safely.

Armaan fell on the deck with Riddhima on his side. The cremwmbers helped them and took them to the infirmary on board as soon as they could.
Edited by moonkmh.... - 10 years ago

PART 14:

The doctor and his team at the infirmary promptly got down to reviving Armaan and Riddhima. Armaan was suffering from exhaustion and mild hypothermia from being in the water that long. Riddhima had aspirated a lot of water into her lungs, and needed to be resuscitated aggressively.

Armaan recovered soon and changed up into dry warm clothes. He waited patiently for the doctor's verdict on Riddhima.

He was beating himself for planning the last leg of their journey, "ship par jaldi pahunch ne ke chakkar mein maine Riddhima ki zindagi kyun daav par lagaa di?….I should have just helped her take a flight from Rome to Istanbul…..was I too selfish for wanting to bring her back to the ship with me? I will never forgive myself if something happens to her…..mera uski zindagi par koyi haq nahin hai….wo mujh par kitna bharosa karti hai….I should have never taken the sailboat…..," he buried his face in his hands and waited all night outside the infirmary.

"Yadi wo theek ho jaati hai, tho main usey Istanbul pahuncha kar wapas uski family ke paas hi bhej doonga…I have no right to expect her to spend her life with me….she belongs to her family….pataa nahin kyun in kuch dinon mein main usey apna samajh ne lagaa tha…..uski tho kisi se shaadi bhi pakki ho chuki hai….I have no right to play with her life..," he was still very guilty about the whole near-drowning incident.

Early in the morning, the doctor came out with good news, "Mr Mallik…she is conscious now….you can see her."

Armaan looked up to thank god and went inside the clinic.

Riddhima looked pale and worn out from her near fatal experience. She tried to smile at Armaan, but winced in pain, as she was still sore from the multiple bruises on her body.

"Nahin Riddhima…tum leti raho…how do you feel now?" Armaan's voice cracked, as he was overwhelmed with emotion to see Riddhima awake.

"tum kaise ho? Mujhey tho kuch yaad nahin….bas itna yaad hai ki ek toofan aaya tha aur main phir samundar mein thi….yahan kaise aayi?"

"bas samjho tumharey khuda ne tumhey bacha liya…." Armaan squeezed her hand, which was resting on the bed, "I am sorry Riddhima…yeh sab meri wajah se hua….I took a big risk with your life…."

"Armaan…apni life bhi tho risk ki hai tumney….wo bhi mere liye…"

"Riddhima, Navy mein ho kar meri life par mera haq nahin hai….par tum tho civilian ho…I had no right to put you through this ordeal…"

Riddhima was hurt by his words, she turned her face away and tried to suppress her tears, "Armaan…kya main tumharey liye sirf ek civilian hi hoon? Aur kuch nahin?" her voice was shaky and somber.

Armaan tried to hide his own tears and thought, "tum mere liye sab kuch ho Riddhima par abhi mujhey tumhari manzil tak pahunchaana hai…yahi mera pehla farz hai…"

Riddhima looked back at him, hoping for an answer, but was disappointed to see that Armaan sat there quietly with his head lowered, "Armaan? Tumney mere sawaal ka jawab nahin diya…."

Armaan got up and said, "Riddhima, kuch sawaal…sawaal hi rahen…. ussi mein sabki bhalaayi hai…..chalo ab jaldi theek ho jao….2 din mein Istanbul aa jaayega…phir Aapi se bhi milna hai….," he smiled and turned to leave.

"Armaan….mujhey apne sawaal ka jawaab kab doge?" Riddhima called from behind

Armaan looked back, "Riddhima….tum abhi aaram karo…don't over exert…."

As he was leaving, the captain of the ship came to see Riddhima, "Ms Khan! Good to see you awake….you are a indeed a lucky woman…..not only did you survive the sea, thanks to this capable officer," he looked at Armaan, "you were also the winner of the talent show the other night…here is a voucher for $500.00 to spend on the ship…..Good luck young lady!" he spoke in his heavy British accent and handed the voucher to Riddhima.

Armaan smiled, "yeh tumhari pehli kamaayi hai Riddhima…zaroorat padhegi…tumhara bag main bachaa nahin paaya…."

Riddhima was still looking for her answer to her question, 'kyon Armaan? Bag mein tho itna saara paisa tha…..kyon nahin bachaaya?"

Armaan grinned with a twinkle in his eyes, "yahi sun na chahti ho na ki bag se kahin zyaada precious cheez ko bachaa liya?"

Riddhima smiled back and folded her hands behind her head, " you Navy officers are very stingy with your compliments….."

"We believe in action rather than words…" he said and turned around to leave.

Riddhima closed her eyes and dozed off thinking, "Armaan….ab tum se door kaise jaaoongi main? Kaash yeh safar kabhie khatam na ho…."

Riddhima spent the day at the infirmary, but was back on her feet by the next day. She spent her $500.00 cautiously, as that is all she had now. She purchased a few clothes at the shopping mall on the cruise. It felt very different while shopping now….she was so used to spending freely thanks to her dad's never ending supply of cash! She had to really budget her purchases now!

She saw signs for the special "ball room night" on the last evening of the cruise.

She purchased a beautiful red knee length, sleeveless dress for the occasion with some matching accessories.

She found Armaan at the deck, and went to him, "Hi Armaan….bilkul gayab ho gaye….mujhey dekhne bhi nahin aaye aaj…," she complained

"Sorry Riddhima….bas wapas aa kar I had a lot of pending work to take care of….."

"Armaan…tum hamesha bas duty hi karte rehte ho….kabhie meri duty ya phir kabhie ship ki…."

"Well…that's my job!" he grinned

"Aaj raat ball room night ke liye mujhey ek date chahiye…" she came to the point

Armaan teased her, "haan…tho yahan tumhare bahut Spanish or Italian admirers hain….I am sure they would love to be your date…."

"But I want a 100% Made in India date!" Riddhima curled her lip and came closer.

"Made in India? Par wo tho duty par hai aaj shaam….," Armaan looked at the horizon and said.

"Maine tumhare captain se baat kar li hai…..he has given you permission….now no excuses….and I promise main bahut badsoorat lagoongi aaj raat….just the way you like it!" she teased him and leaned against the railing.

Armaan looked into her eyes, 'Riddhima….tum chah kar bhi badsoorat nahin lag sakti…..tum andar aur bahar dono se bahut khubsoorat ho….OK I will be there…."

Riddhima had a strong desire to hug him there and then, she came closer and touched his cheek and then gently lifted herself on her tip-toes and planted a soft kiss on his other cheek and whispered, "thanks for everything Armaan….you are my hero….," and ran away still blushing at what she had just done.

Armaan touched his cheek where her lips had just caressed him, "Riddhima….. tum se judaa hona bahut mushkil ho jaayega….mat karo aisa…."

BALL ROOM NIGHT:

All the couples were dressed very elegantly- long flowing gowns and beautiful dresses were complimented by tuxedos and 3 piece suits. The cruise photographer was busy clicking away, as couples posed against the beautiful banister of the curved stairway.

Armaan and Riddhima also posed for some pictures, arm in arm. They looked like a perfect couple- he in his handsome Navy uniform, and she in her beautiful red dress.

They joined the other couples for a beautiful candle light dinner on the open deck. The sky was clear and the gentle moonlight and stars made the whole ambience really serene and tranquil.

Armaan could not keep his eyes off Riddhima, as she gently nibbled at the food.

Riddhima was conscious about his piercing gaze, and kept her eyes lowered while eating.
She finally said, "Armaan….kya dekh rahe ho?"

"Yeh dekh raha hoon ki in 12 dinon mein tum kitni badal gayi ho…"

"jab tak insaan ke pankh nahin hote, tab tak wo udhna nahin seekhta…" Riddhima said philosophically

"My..My…itni badhi badhi baatein bhi karne lagi ho…" Armaan lauded

"kuch tho company ka asar hoga na?" she smiled as she sipped her drink.

Just then, the live band on the deck started playing some music. Armaan and Riddhima watched the other couples for a little while, but soon Riddhima's feet were dancing under the table, 'Chalo Armaan…let's dance…"

Armaan obliged, as he had promised himself that he would make sure his last few hours with Riddhima were memorable for both of them. Even though, they would go back to their respective worlds in a few hours, he did not want to not enjoy those few hours with her…..may be it would be their last chance together…..

They danced to some fast numbers, and then the lead singer broke out into a beautiful romantic song, "Take my breath away"

"take my breath away" from Top Gun

http://www.last.fm/music/Berlin/_/Take+My+Breath+Away


Watching every motion
In my foolish lover's game
On this endless ocean
Finally lovers know no shame
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn around and say

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

Watching I keep waiting
Still anticipating love
Never hesitating
To become the fated ones
Turning and returning
To some secret place to hide
Watching in slow motion
As you turn to me and say

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

Through the hourglass I saw you
In time you slipped away
When the mirror crashed I called you
And turned to hear you say
If only for today
I am unafraid

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

Watching every motion
In this foolish lover's game
Haunted by the notion
Somewhere there's a love in flames
Turning and returning
To some secret place inside
Watching in slow motion
As you turn my way and say

Take my breath away
Take my breath away

All the couples started swaying to the beautiful song and were lost in each other.

Armaan held Riddhima closer as the song played on. Before they realized, their bodies were pressing against each other, their cheeks caressing, their fingers intertwined in a inseparable grip.

Armaan kissed her cheek gently, as Riddhima felt goose bumps all over her body. He finally brought his lips close to hers and they both could not resist kissing each other…..that first kiss….the first taste of a man for Riddhima….his lips and tongue guided her, as she felt her knees giving away and she thought she was drowning once again….but this time she did not want to come back to the surface….she did not want to be rescued…..
PART 15:

After the song finished, all the couples headed back for their tables, as dessert was being served. Armaan and Riddhima stayed glued to each other, oblivious of their surroundings. They were still relishing the best dessert they had just tasted on the cruise….it was warmer, creamier and more luscious than any of the chocolate desserts that were being served at the tables.

They were finally interrupted from their trance by the loud noise of someone's wine glass crashing on the floor.

Both Armaan and Riddhima were startled and fumbled for words, "Uh..Uh…Riddhima…I am sorry…I got carried away…" Armaan pulled away.

Riddhima hesitated initially, but then looked at him lovingly, "I am not…," she whispered and ran towards the opposite end of the ship. The deck was deserted at the other end of the ship, with moonlight illuminating the darkness of the corner.

Armaan followed her, "RIDDHIMA! Please kahan jaa rahi ho?"

He caught up with Riddhima and stood next to her, as she stared at the waves carved by the sailing ship. Armaan thought he heard some silent sobs, 'Riddhima? Please don't cry…..I did not mean to do that…."

Riddhima looked at him soulfully, "Armaan….tum mujhey bhool tho nahin jaaogey na? Mujhey milney New York aaogey na?"

Armaan looked away, unable to meet her honest gaze, "Riddhima bhoolunga tho nahin….par New York shayad kabhie nahin aaoonga…..shayad hamara saath yahin tak likha hai….in 12 dinon ko main hamesha ek haseen khwab samajh kar apney dil mein rakhoonga…..I will miss you Riddhima….but we have to be realistic…..hamari duniya bilkul alag hai…..it's best we don't give any name to our beautiful relationship…and leave it as it is….," he turned around and looked at her.

Riddhima wiped her tears and composed herself, "chalo…let's get some dessert and coffee…..," she knew Armaan was right, but her heart ached to hear otherwise. She wanted him to openly declare his love for her…she wanted him to say "main duniya ka har bandhan chhod kar tumhare paas aa jaaoonga….," but she knew in the real world it was easier said than done….he had an ailing mother to go to, and she had to go back to her father in New York. Her father would never accept Armaan….that much she was sure about Javed….and she knew she did not have the courage to face her Abbu about this…

They both walked back to their table, their hands brushing against each other; their fingers aching to twine with each other like a vine around a tree…..

Early next morning, their ship had docked at the Istanbul harbor.
Riddhima stepped out on her terrace and looked around. She saw the famous Blue Mosque of Istanbul, with its six minarets towering over the Sea. The Blue Mosque was perched on a hill overlooking the Marmara. Riddhima had butterflies in her stomach at the sight- her hands instantly went up in air, as she closed her eyes and said a silent prayer facing the grand mosque, "Ya. Allah! Tera laakh laakh shukriya…..meri har galti ko maaf kariyega……Armaan ki Ammi par meharbaani kariye…unhey jaldi theek kar deejiye….," Riddhima was surprised at herself that she was asking Allah something for someone she had never met….she had always asked Allah to bless herself…this was the first time she found herself wishing for someone else…….

Riddhima collected her stuff and took the elevator to the lobby. She picked the photographs taken last night –she had made sure that they had printed 2 copies of each photograph. She admired how good Armaan looked in the photograph- tall, handsome with his characteristic slanting smile-she put them in her bag and walked towards the exit.

Armaan was wishing all the passengers, just as he had the first day when she had boarded the ship. She had a lump in her throat, thinking of what was going to happen in the next few moments.

She was surprised, when Armaan whispered in her ear, "bahar mere liye wait karna…main tumhey Aapi ke ghar tak le jaaoonga…"

Riddhima's face lit up at his suggestion, "really?"

Armaan gently blinked his eyes and nodded.

Riddhima stepped out of the ship and instinctively covered her head with a scarf. Although, Turkey has a Muslim majority, it was a secular country. Riddhima still wanted to cover her head out of respect for this holy land.

Armaan joined her after awhile, "chalo…let's take a cab….wo address kahan gaya?"

Riddhima took out a crumbled envelope from her purse; the address was barely legible after being washed repeatedly in the rain and seawater.

The cab driver had a hard time finding the address, as it was in the old part of the town. After an hour or two of going around in circles, they finally arrived at their possible destination. Riddhima was once again thankful for Armaan's presence. Frankly, she would not have cared if they had gotten lost and driven around in circles all day!

Armaan held Riddhima's hand as they walked through the narrow streets to arrive at the address on the envelope.

Riddhima squeezed Armaan's arm, as she was nervous and excited about meeting her Aapi after so many years. Armaan sensed her anxiety, and knocked at the door.

The door was finally answered by a middle-aged lady (imagine dadi from DMG), "kaun?" she asked trying to find some familiarity in Armaan's face, "kaun ho tum? Kahin dekha hai tumhey?…kahan se aaye ho?"

Armaan stepped backwards and let Riddhima come forward.

Riddhima had tears in her eyes as she saw her Aapi- she was exactly as she had remembered her, except for a few more wrinkles and gray hair- Riddhima could not control her tears and hugged her grandmother, "AAPI!"

Aapi was speechless, as she hugged Riddhima, "Riddhima? Tu? Yahan kab…aur kaise aayi? Andar aa beti…..kitna zamaana ho gaya tujhey dekhey…..,"

Aapi stepped away and admired Riddhima's youthful looks, "kahin nazar na lag jaaye meri gudiya ko…..Allah mian ka shukr hai jo usney mujhey yeh din dekhney ke liye mehfoos rakha hai…..," Aapi had tears in her eyes too, as she pulled Riddhima inside her tiny flat.

"Aao beta tum bhi andar aao….kya naam hai tumhara?" Aapi looked at Armaan

Armaan touched her feet out of respect, but Aapi hugged him in return, "nahin beta gale lagte hain…khuda ke alaawa kisi ke aage jhukna nahin chahiye….."

"A..Armaan…" Armaan hesitated but answered her question

"Riddhima ke dost ho?"

"Haan….bas kuch aise hi samajh lee jiye….jis ship se Riddhima aayi hai, main usmein kaam karta hoon…" Armaan explained.

"Aaj bahut pak din hai Riddhima…aaj Milad-e-nabi hai….is din khuda se jo bhi maango, wo mil jaata hai…..main kitney saalon se yeh dua kar rahi thi ki apne bacchon ko dekh loon…..aaj meri dua kabool ho gayi..," Aapi looked up in the sky with her arms in the air, as if thanking Allah.

Riddhima looked at Armaan, and then looked up in the sky; she silently said a prayer herself.

"Aao…tum dono ko main kuch khaas khilaati hoon….Riddhima tujhey bahut pasand hain wo…peele meethe chawal….," Aapi was really excited and wanted to be the perfect hostess for her grand daughter and her friend.

Armaan and Riddhima had a wonderful home-cooked meal on this auspicious day.

After lunch, Aapi asked Armaan, "beta kahan ke rehney waale ho…bahut jaane-pehchaane lagte ho….."

"Main Mumbai ka hi rehney waala hoon…"

"Humein tho Mumbai chhode kayi saal ho gay…pata nahin kahan dekha hai…khair yaad aa jaayega…budhaape mein yaad kuch kamzor ho jaati hai….," aapi smiled

Riddhima hugged her Aapi from behind, "Aapi…boodhey ho aapke dushman! Aap tho abhi bhi bahut jawan hain!"

Aapi caressed Riddhima's face affectionately, "Tere Aabu kaise hain? Usney tujhey aane diya? Wo khud kyon nahin aaya?" Aapi had a lot of questions.

Riddhima's face fell, as she told her Aapi the complete truth.

Aapi was touched by Riddhima's story, "tu mere liye itni taqleef seh kar aayi hai…..mujhey ab aur kuch nahin chahiye…"

After a few hours of hanging out with Riddhima and Aapi, Armaan stood up with his bags, "meri flight ka time ho raha hai…ab main aap logon se ijaazat chahta hoon….,"

Riddhima was like hit by a boulder, "Armaan! Tum itni jaldi jaa rahe ho?"

Armaan shrugged his shoulder, "kya karoon? Mumbai ki ek hi flight hai aur wo 2 ghante mein nikal rahi hai…"

Armaan knew that saying good-bye was going to be the hardest part of this past fortnight. He tried to hide his emotions, "let me call a taxi…"

Riddhima's eyes glistened with tears. Her Aapi, of course, was still very attuned to Riddhima's emotions. She understood that the relationship between Riddhima and Armaan was more than just a casual acquaintance or even a friendship. Her experienced eyes could tell that they were in LOVE WITH EACH OTHER- all afternoon they had teased each other and stolen loving glances from each other, presumably when Aapi was not looking.

Aapi interrupted, "Nahin beta…mera driver tumko airport chhod aayega….Riddhima tum bhi jaao Armaan ke saath….usko thodi company rahegi…."

Riddhima smiled through her tears, "thanks Aapi…main jaldi se tayyar ho kar aati hoon…"

Riddhima accompanied Armaan to the airport. That was the longest journey they had spent together. Riddhima tearfully gave copies of the cruise photographs to Armaan.

Armaan tried to lighten up the air, "jab tumhara nikaah ho jaaye, tho apne mian ji ko mat dikhaa dena yeh photo…kahni jalan na ho jaaye unhey…."

Riddhima smiled at his teasing, "yeh photo sirf mere hain….aur kisi ka haq nahin hai in par…."

They finally arrived at the airport. They both walked into the airport with a heavy heart.

Riddhima finally broke down, "Armaan….please mujhey call karna…yeh mera number hai…apna bhi de do…"

Armaan obliged and then pinched her nose, "apne passport ki tarah bhi isey misplace mat kar dena…"

Riddhima smiled through her tears, "misplace kar doongi tho tabhi tum mujhse milney aaogey haina?"

Armaan smiled back and gave her a hug, "apna dhyaan rakhna Riddhima…"

Riddhima buried her face in his chest and sobbed, "Nahin rakhoongi! I know you will come and look after me if I don't take care of myself…."

"Bacchon jaisi baatein nahin karte….," he kissed her forehead and peeled away from her, as the final boarding announcement was made.

Riddhima waved at him; he walked through the gate without looking back, aware that his body was boarding the flight to Mumbai but his heart was going to fly with Riddhima to New York….

Song in background: "do pal ruka" from "veer-zaara" (I cry evertime I hear this song)

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-21063.html

Do, pal ruka, khwaabon ka kaarvaan
Aur phir, chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Do pal ki thi, ye dilon ki daastaan
Aur phir, chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan

Tum the ke thi koyi ujli kiran
Tum the ya koyi kali muskaayi thi
Tum the ya tha sapnon ka tha saawan
Tum the ke khushiyon ki ghata chhaayi thi
Tum the ke tha koyi phool khila
Tum the ya mila tha mujhe naya jahaan
Do pal ruka khwaabon ka kaarvaan
Aur phir chal diye tum kahaan ham kahaan
Do pal ki thi, ye dilon ki daastaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan

Aa... aa... aa...

Tum the aa khushboo hawaaon mein thi
Tum the ya rang saari dishaaon mein the
Tum the ya roshni raahon mein thi
Tum the ya geet goonje fizaaon mein the
Tum the mile ya mili thi manzilein
Tum the ke tha jaadoo bhara koyi sama
Do pal ruka, khwaabon ka kaarvaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Do pal ki thi, ye dilon ki daastaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan
Aur phir chal diye, tum kahaan, ham kahaan …
PART 16:

Riddhima returned to her Aapi's house with a heavy heart. Aapi was sitting on her bed, reading a book. Riddhima lay down with her head in her Aapi's lap, the most soothing place on this planet!

Aapi stroked her hair and caressed her face, "kya baat hai Riddhima? Armaan ke jaane se bahut udaas hai na?"

Riddhima was astonished at her Aapi's perceptiveness, "aapko kaise maloom?"

"tere saath itne saal rahi nahin tho iska matlab yeh tho nahin ki tere dil ko nahin pahechaanti?"

"Lekin Aapi….lekin," Riddhima was at loss for words

"lekin kya? Jab tum dono ek doosrey se pyaar karte ho tho lekin ki koyi jagah nahin hai…"

Riddhima smiled, "aapko kaise pataa Aapi….Armaan ne mujhey aisa kabhie nahin kaha ki wo mujh se pyaar karta hai…"

"Pyaar mehsoos kiya jaata hai…kahaa nahin jaata….uski aankhon mein saaf zaahir tha ki wo tujh par jaan deta hai….," Aapi kept stroking Riddhima's hair.

"Aapi…aap mere mann ki baat kitni acchi tarah jaan leti ho…aap please mere saath New York chalo….wahan Abbu mere mann ki baat kabhie nahin samajhte…tabhie tho main aap ke paas aayi hoon…" Riddhima fussed like a little girl.

"Aaoongi beti…ek din zaroor aaoongi….waqt aane par tum logon ke paas hi aaoongi…aur mera kaun hai is jahan mein?"

"Aapi…aapko Armaan kaisa laga?" Riddhima asked shyly, as she rolled her Aapi's dupatta on her finger.

"Jo tujhey pasand hai, tho mujhey kaise pasand nahin hoga?…..bahut shareef ghar ka ladka lagta hai…."

Riddhima buried her face in her Aapi's lap, as she thought, "kuch zyaada hi shareef hai….kaash thoda sa badmash bhi hota…"

"Kya kaha beti?" Aapi tried to read Riddhima's thoughts

"Aapi…aap tho Abbu ko jaanti hain…wo kabhie mujhey ek Hindu ke saath pasand nahin karengey…" Riddhima said sadly

"Beti…apni poori zindagi mein maine yeh seekha hai ki maa-baap hamesha apni aulaad ko maaf kar dete hain, par bachche kabhi nahin karte…..tu apne sacche dil se yadi Armaan ko chahti hai tho kabhie peeche mat hathna, chahe kitni bhi mushkilein aaye….."

Riddhima got up from Aapi's lap, "Aapi….ek baat poonchu? Abbu ghar chhod kar kyon gaye the?"

Aapi looked at her tearfully and said, "bas yeh samajh le ki tere Abbu aur tere dada dono bahut ziddi the….waqt aane par tujhey sab pataa chal jaayega…ab so jaa..bahut thak gayi hogi…."

Riddhima snuggled into Aapi's lap and after many years, slept like a little baby with no worries or fears….

The next day, Riddhima wore a salwaar kameez and helped her Aapi in the kitchen. Suddenly, they heard a knock on the door.

"Kaun hoga? Zara dekh kar aa Riddhima…." Aapi asked Riddhima, as her hands were messy in dough.

Riddhima hoped against hope that perhaps Armaan had missed his flight and was back at their doorstep.

Riddhima opened the door enthusiastically, but was shocked to see the person at the door, "ABBU! Aap yahan?" Riddhima covered her head with her dupatta, baffled by the sudden appearance of her dad.

Javed had tears in his eyes; he walked in and gave Riddhima a big hug! Riddhima was pleasantly surprised by her father's gesture- she could count on her fingers when her Abbu had hugged her so affectionately.

"Beti…shukr hai Allah ka ki jo tu sahi salaamat hai….meri tho jaan hi nikal gayi thi….kaisi hai tu? Ab kabhie apne Abbu se rooth kar ghar se bhaag mat jaana….Ammi kahan hai?" Javed wiped his tears.

Riddhima freed herself slowly and pointed to the kitchen, 'andar hain…aapko kaise pata main yahan hoon?…"

"Tera phone aaya tha jab Italy se, tab main Begum ke paas hi tha….aur phir maine dekha ki mere closet se ammi ki photo aur letter gayab hai…main tabhi samajh gaya tha….kam se kam apne boodhe Abbu se phone par tho baat kar leti…main tho mar hi gaya tha…." Javed hugged Riddhima again.

Riddhima felt bad for putting her father through such a painful experience; she could not imagine how hard it must have been on him to find his only daughter missing from home!

"Javed? Ya Allah….bahut bahut maherbaani…..," Aapi walked out of the kitchen and embraced her only son.

Riddhima had tears of joy when she saw her father hug Aapi. She no longer felt guilty about her decision of running away from home…..that irresponsible gesture on her part had made her father and grandmother leave their grievances aside and meet again….that decision had helped her meet the man of her dreams……she had no regrets at all!

Riddhima and Aapi did not mention Armaan's name or his role in helping Riddhima reach Istanbul. The three of them spent the whole day together as a family, reminiscing their good old days in Mumbai. Javed and Aapi never talked about his reason for leaving home; that mystery still intrigued Riddhima, but she decided not to probe too much. She did not want Aapi and her Abbu to get into any sort of argument at this point.

Javed insisted on taking his mother back with him to New York. Riddhima was in seventh heaven when her Aapi finally consented. After a few days, they all left for New York.

As they flew over the Mediterranean Sea, Riddhima looked down from the airplane window with a nostalgic feeling- she had developed a bond with that sea, a life-long bond. The Mediterranean sea would always remind her of the wonderful cruise, the valuable lessons of life that she had learnt on it….and of course her first kiss…her first realization of her womanhood…..her first love……

She closed her eyes and thought about all her moments with Armaan…..her lips were still tingling with his taste…..she could feel his strong arms around her…..how secure she felt in them…kahan hoga ab? Shayad Mumbai pahunch gaya hoga ab taq……

MUMBAI:

Armaan reached home late at night.

"Mama kaisi hai?" he asked Muskaan, as she received him at the airport.

"Chemotherapy tho theek chal rahi hai, par bahut weak ho gayi hain….therapy ke baad wo 1-2 din tak bed se hi nahin uth paati hain…ab accha hai tum aa gaye ho…how was your trip? Koyi Greek ya Italian brunette pasand aayi? "Muskaan teased him.

Armaan just laughed it off, "Muskaan…you know I was working….it was not a vacation…"

"Bhai! Tumhari yahi problem hai….you need to learn how to mix work with pleasure…I pity the girl who marries you!"

Armaan smiled silently, as he thought about Riddhima, "kahan hogi ab? Shayad wapas New York jaa rahi hogi…..," he touched his lips with his fingers; Riddhima's taste was still fresh in his mouth…her sweet fragrance aroused his senses….he sighed and closed his eyes, as Muskaan pulled over outside their house.

"Mama…aap bilkul theek ho jaaogi….main aa gaya hoon na…" Armaan hugged his mother, as he walked in.

"Jaanti hoon….tu mera bahut dhyan rakhega….kaisa raha tera trip?" Naina asked her son, as she stroked his head.

Armaan did not mention anything about Riddhima or his near-fatal experience, "Great mama!...Next time kabhie gaya tho aap dono ko bhi le jaaoonga…"

Armaan went to his room and unpacked his bag. He took out the photograph of Riddhima and him taken on the cruise. He kissed Riddhima's picture and carefully placed it in his desk drawer, "I love you Riddhima! Mujhey roz roz apna sundar chehra dikhatey rehna," he shut the drawer and checked his mail.

Muskaan saw a serious expression on Armaan's face, "kya hua bhai?"

"Mujhey kal se hi Andaman mein duty join karni hai…I was hoping mujhey local posting mil jaayegi…but looks like not for another 3 months….Muskaan how will you manage alone with mama?" Armaan looked concerned.

"Don't worry bhai…main soch rahi hoon ki ek paying guest rakh loon….you know someone who can also look after mama when I am at work….what do you think?"

"I think it is a great idea….but make sure you check their background well…Ok Goodnight Muskaan!" Armaan kissed his sister and got ready for bed.

NEW YORK:

Riddhima was glad to see her 'daijaan' and her friends after reaching New York. She confided about her experience with Aaliyah.

"Ek Hindu se pyaar? Sounds like a bollywood movie….how exciting!" Aaliyah exclaimed, "but Riddhima how will you tell your dad?"

"Abbu se pehle mujhey Armaan ke dil ki baat bhi jaan ni zaroori hai…ho sakta hai only I am crazy about him, but he is not." Riddhima said.

"Well, from what you tell me, sounds like he loves you too…why don't you call and ask?" Aaliyah advised.

The next day Riddhima tried to call Armaan's home, but there was no answer. Armaan had already left for his new assignment; Muskaan and Naina were at the doctor's clinic for a chemo session.

Riddhima got more restless as the days went by. She stopped meeting her friends and missed most of her classes at the university. Aamir tried to take her out a few times, but she always had a reason to not go, "aaj mere sar mein dard hai….kal exam hai….Oh I am busy…sorry Aamir"

Aamir was losing patience and started dating another girl in the mean time.

Now that Aapi was with them, Riddhima spent a lot of time with her.

"Beti…Armaan se baat kari?" aapi asked her one day

"Nahin Aapi….uska phone hi nahin milta….wo bhi tho kar sakta hai na phone?" Riddhima sounded annoyed.

"Beti pyaar mein ego ki koyi jagah nahin hoti…..ho sakta hai wo apni bimaar maa ke saath busy ho.." Aapi consoled Riddhima.

Riddhima was getting depressed by the day. She tried to soothe herself by regularly saying her namaaz- something she had not done in ages. Javed and Begum were pleased to see a changed Riddhima- she did not throw tantrums anymore, she was more responsible, more religious and respectful of everyone these days. Javed thought that Riddhima had finally realized the importance of her home and her religion after being away-his little girl had finally grown up!

Riddhima would wake up in the middle of the night, sweating profusely with a rapid heartbeat, as she had nightmares about drowning and getting lost. The only way she could comfort herself was by thinking about Armaan.

One night, she was so sad-she cried all night thinking about Armaan.

Song in background: "Suna suna" (also in original DMG) from "Krishna cottage"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-15693.html

Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha
Aakar mujhe tum tham lo
Manzil teri dekhe rasta
Mud ke zara ab dekh lo
Aisa milan phir ho na ho
Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aaja
tera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha


Bichhde bhi ham jo kabhi raston main
To sang sang rahungi sada
Kadmon ki aawaaz sun ke chalungi
Tumhe dhoond loongi sada
Bhooli mohabbat ki yeh khushbuye hain
Hawaon main phaili hui
Chhu kar mujhe aaj mahsoon kar lo
vo yadein meri unchhui
Aisa milan phir ho na ho
Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha

Aaa.. Aaa..
Vadon ke dhagon main hum tum bandhe hain
Zara dor tum tham lo
Bahon main aise pighal jane do mujhko
Aise mera naam lo
Main vo shama hoon jo roshan tumhe karke
khud to pighal jaungi
Subah ka sooraj tumhare liye hai
Main hoon raat dhal jaungi
Aisa milan phir ho na ho
Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha
Mud ke zara ab dekh lo
Aisa milan phir ho na ho
Sab kuch mera tum hi to ho
Bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
O bapanah pyaar hai aaja
Tera intezaar hai aaja
Soona soona lamha lamha
Meri rahein tanha tanha


Just then the wind blew hard through the open windows in her room. As she was about to shut the window, her books and magazines started flying all over her room. She noticed, something flew and stuck to her chest. She peeled the object from her chest and saw it was the picture from the cruise. She looked at Armaan's picture and kissed it tenderly. This was a divine message…..she knew what she had to do.

"Armaan tum hi ne mujhey sikhaya tha ki apni dil ki awaaz sun ni chahiye…..mujhey ab samajh aaya ki meri manzil Istanbul nahin balki tum the…tum hi meri manzil the aur ho…Aapi tho bas ek raasta tha tum tak pahunch ne ka…maine apne dil ki awaaz ab sun li hai…..mere dil ka raasta bhi tum ho aur manzil bhi tum ho Armaan…..main aa rahi hoon...is faasle ko main hi door karoongi...!"
PART 17:

NEXT MORNING:

Riddhima, Aapi and Javed were having breakfast.

"Abbu…a..aap se ek baat kehni hai.." Riddhima hesitated a little

"Hmm? Bolo?" Javed was buried in the business section of the newspaper.

"Main Business mein undergrad nahin karna chahti…I want to quit Columbia…."

"What? Are you crazy?…pata hai itney acchey school mein kitni mushkil se admission milta hai….mujhey laga tha ghar se bahar rehkar tum thodi samajhdaar ho gayi hogi, lekin tumhari baaton se lagta hai you still don't have any value for what you have….duniya mein kitney aise bacche hain jinhey school jaane ki bhi kismet nahin hoti….aur tum…"

Riddhima rolled her eyes as her Abbu started one of his favorite monologues again, but this time she was not going to remain silent.

"Abbu…main music seekhna chahti hoon….I know I have the talent and I will do well in that field…." Riddhima mustered some courage.

"Music? Ya Allah! Yeh sangeet ka bukhaar kahan se lag gaya tumhey?" Javed glared at Appi, as if blaming her for putting those thoughts in her mind.

Appi just clenched her teeth and remained silent.

"Abbu…yeh bukhaar nahin hai….that is what I want to do with my life…I want to become a professional singer, not a business woman!" Riddhima said firmly

Javed was stunned to hear such determination in his daughter's voice. He suddenly remembered the 2 weeks of agony he had just gone through after Riddhima had disappeared from home. He took a deep breath, "sigh! Accha main pata karta hoon ki Columbia ka music program kaisa hai….may be you can do a course or two in music…."

"Nahin Abbu! Main US mein nahin, Mumbai mein music seekhna chahti hoon…"

"Kya kaha? Mumbai mein? Tumhara dimaag tho kharab nahin ho gaya hai….wahan aisa kya rakha hai?" Javed stood up fuming at the mention of Mumbai.

"Abbu…main Hindustani music seekhna chahti hoon….wahan ek music school mein ek saal ka program hai…please mujhey jaane dee jiye…I promise I will not disappoint you…" Riddhima pleaded

"Javed…Riddhima ka itna mann hai tho jaane do isey Mumbai…aakhir hum sab bhi tho wahin ke hain….ek baar iska mann bhar jaayega tho wapas yahin aayegi….tu tho jaanta hai ki zidd se kuch haasil nahin hota….aakhir beti tho teri hi hai…..tu kaun sa kam ziddi tha….tu tho naaraz ho kar ghar chhod aaya tha…yeh tho tujhsey poonch kar jaana chahti hai…" Appi finally intervened.

Riddhima gave a grateful smile to her Appi.

Javed could not argue with his mother; he did not want to lose his family again, "theek hai…lekin mere dost Hussain ke saath rehna…aur bach kar rehna wahan par…tum bahut bholi ho….Mumbai mein bahut chaalaki se rehna padhta hai…wahan tumharey Abbu nahin hai tumhey bachaane ke liye…"

Riddhima ran and hugged her father. She thought, "Abbu…wahan mera sabse badhaa body guard rehta hai…aap pareshaan mat hona…"

Javed patted her hand and asked, "jaane se pehle Aamir se tumhari sagaayi kyon na kardein?"

Riddhima's face fell, 'Abbu…main abhi sagaai ke liye raazi nahin hoon….kuch waqt chahiye sochne ke liye…"

"Haan Javed…abhi jaldi kya hai…Aamir bhi tho bahar kaam se gaya hua hai…" Aapi came to the rescue again

Javed asked Appi, " theek hai…jaise aap logon ki marzi….kya aap bhi jaana chaahogi Ammi?"

Appi looked at Riddhima and smiled, "nahin…abhi issey meri zaroorat nahin hai….abhi tho iseey akele hi yeh safar tai karna hai….jab zaroorat hogi, tab pahunch jaaoongi…"

Riddhima hugged her grandmother, "Aapi…you are the best!"

Riddhima tried to call Armaan's phone number again, but kept getting a busy signal all day, "Pata nahin Mumbai ke phones itne ziddi kyon hai….chalo let me surprise him…," she dreamt about Armaan as she packed her bags and prepared for the trip.

Song in the background:

"saat samunder paar ke main tere peeche peeche aa gayi.." from "Vishwatma"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-1818.html

saat samundar paar main tere peechhe peechhe a gai
zulmi meri jaan ...
o zulmi meri jaan tere kadamon ke neeche a gai
saat samundar paar main tere peechhe peechhe a gai
main tere peechhe peechhe a gai

na rasta maaloom na tera maan-pata maaloom
kaise mere pyaar ne tujhako dhoondha kya maaloom
seedhi tere paas ...
seedhi tere paas main ankhiyaan meeche meeche a gai
saat samundar paar main tere peechhe peechhe a gai
main tere peechhe peechhe a gai

mainne teri yaadon ke zulfon mein lagaaye phool
aage teri marzi tu kar na kar mujhe kabool
chhod ke main apane
chhod ke main apane baabal ke baag-bageeche a gai
saat samundar paar main tere peechhe peechhe a gai
main tere peechhe peechhe a gai


Riddhima reached Mumbai and was received by Javed's friend Hussain Ali. Riddhima was very excited as they drove through the crowded streets and neighborhoods of Mumbai. Her memories of the city she was born in, had mostly faded. She was fascinated by the number of people and vehicles on the road. "I thought New York traffic was bad…..but Mumbai takes the cake! Itni bheedh mein main Armaan ko dhoondh paaungi?" she felt a little dejected, but then cheered up, "jab khuda mujhey yahan tak laaya hai, tho Armaan ke paas bhi le hi jaayega.."

Hussain Ali had a huge mansion on Pali Hill, one of the affluent neighborhoods in Mumbai. He was Aamir's uncle, but Javed had purposely hidden that fact from Riddhima. Aamir was planning a business trip to Mumbai in a few weeks; Javed thought that Riddhima would get to spend time with Aamir and his family in Mumbai and probably change her mind about her engagement.

Riddhima enrolled herself in the "Soul Music Academy" and started making phone calls to look for her 'manzil'

Unfortunately, the phone number Armaan had given her was still not working. The phone book had thousands of "Malliks," but no Armaan Mallik-"shayad Armaan ki mom ke naam par listed hoga….."

She even tried calling the phone numbers for all the Mallik households, but gave up, "there has to be a better way"

She called the office of the Indian Navy in Mumbai, but was rudely informed, "sorry ma'am, we cannot disclose personal information about our officers"

Riddhima was beginning to panic now, "Armaan kahan ho tum?"
The Ali's were good hosts and made sure Riddhima was comfortable and well taken care of. Of course, their interests were aligned with their nephew's, "Aamir ke liye yeh ladki bahut acchi hai…" Hussain ali mentioned to his wife over dinner.

Riddhima, of course, was too busy with her 'Project find Armaan,' that she did not even notice Aamir's picture hanging on the wall in the guest room.

One evening, as she was getting ready for bed, she had a brainwave, "CRUISE! Let me call the cruise people!"

She googled the contact information on the cruise line they had sailed on.

After making a few phone calls, she was able to talk to the captain of the ship. Captain William was off duty these days and was enjoying his time with his family in London.

Captain William remembered Riddhima and Armaan very well. He was witness to their blossoming love on the cruise. The whole near-drowning incident and Armaan's bravery had almost become a legend on his cruise ship.

"Of course I remember you Ms Khan…..you and Armaan Mallik are celebrities now….everyone wants to hear your story…..Ahah….so you are in Mumbai looking for Armaan….what a love story…..let me look in the records and I will call you back as soon as I find Armaan's address….I am pretty sure we have all his detailed information…in fact we just mailed his check the other day….I will call you right back!" Captain William hung up.

Riddhima paced around impatiently, clutching her mobile in her hands, "khuda…please meri baat sun lo….main phir aur kuch nahin maangoongi tujhsey….," she kept praying and hoping.

Her phone finally rang, "Hello…Captain Williams….yes please….," Riddhima wrote down the address and thanked him.

After she hung up, she jumped up in the air and twirled around in the room like a little girl, who had received the best gift in her life….. "ab mujhey Armaan se koyi door nahin rakh sakta…..main aa rahi hoon meri jaan…."
PART 18:

The next day Riddhima was ready bright and early. She wore a cream colored churidaar suit with a green dupatta, "pata nahin wahan Armaan ki mom aur bahen bhi ho?….I should dress up decently"

She barely ate any breakfast and told her hosts, "Hussain Chaachu, aaj ek early morning rehearsal hai….main chalti hoon…."

"Lekin Riddhima driver ko tho aaney do.." Hussain said

"Koyi baat nahin…rickshaw se chali jaaoongi…." Riddhima said

"Lekin beti tumhey aadat nahin hai rickshaw ki…." Hussain's wife, Rehaana protested

"Chaachi…aadat ho jaayegi….main chali…," Riddhima did not wait for a reaction and bolted out the front door.

Riddhima was pleasantly surprised to see that Armaan's neighborhood was very close to her music school. It was an old neighborhood with very narrow streets and "galis"-very different from her dad's McMansion in suburbian New York.

Riddhima was not used to walking in the narrow galis where stray dogs, litter and human beings all co-existed. She passed by a few shops and finally saw a cluster of homes in a corner.

"Armaan ka ghar….ah..ah…#210 hai….kahan hai?….oh..oh…wo raha," she noticed a cute little house on the other side of the street. The house was a 2-storey home with a terrace on the top. She saw some clothes hanging on the terrace, but was disappointed to see only women's clothes hanging, 'Armaan tho sirf apni uniform hi pahenta hai…zaroor usey dry cleaners ke yahan bhej ta hoga….kahin aisa na ho ki wo yahan ho hi na…." Riddhima feared.

She was about to open the gate to the house, when she saw a young lady in her mid-twenties walk out of the front door, "mama…darwaza bandh kar leejiye……main shaam ko aapki dawa leti aaoongi…."

"Yeh Armaan ki bahen hogi…..," Riddhima hid behind a tree and observed.

Muskaan was about to sit in her little Maruti sedan, when a neighbor came up to her, 'Muskaan….mama kaisi hain?"

"Pehle se theek hai auntie…..bas ilaaj chal raha hai unka….," Muskaan answered

"Beti, Armaan dekhaayi nahin deta….kahan hai wo aaj kal?" the neighbor asked

"Auntie…uski posting tho Andaman mein hai aaj kal….." Muskaan replied

"Andaman? Yeh kahan hai?" Riddhima wondered. She cursed her geography teachers for not paying enough attention to the South Asian countries in school.

"Naina se kehna ki kabhie koyi help chahiye ho tho hum se kehna…," the neighbor said

"auntie waise main ek paying guest rakhney ki soch rahi hoon….jo ghar par mama ke saath bhi reh le aur thodi income bhi ho jaaye….aap tho jaanti hain cancer ka ilaaj kitna mehnga hota hai…" Muskaan said

Riddhima felt bad, "bechara Armaan….apni mom ke liye kitni mehnat karta hai….kaash main inki koyi help kar sakti….kar bhi deti par Armaan kabhie nahin maanega…paying guest? Wow! What a brilliant idea…..I know what I need to do…"

Muskaan waved goodbye to her neighbor and backed out her car. Riddhima knew she was taking a risk-but this was her only chance- she carelessly walked in front of Muskaan's car.

BANG! Muskaan applied brakes instantly, "Hey bhagwan! Yeh mujhsey kya ho gaya?"

Muskaan ran out of her car and saw a petite girl lying on the road in front of her car.

A crowd appeared from nowhere and surrounded the car and the wounded girl.

Just as someone was about to call the ambulance, Riddhima opened her eyes and touched her head, "main kahan hoon? Kaun hai aap?" she looked at Muskaan and feigned ignorance.

"I am so sorry….maine tum ko dekha nahin….please can I call an ambulance….kahan jaa rahi thi tum?" Muskaan was very apologetic.

Riddhima tried to get up, but pretended that she was going to collapse again. Muskaan caught hold of her, "tum mere saath aa jao…mera ghar yahin hai…thanks everyone….main isey apne ghar le jaati hoon…aap sab jaa sakte hain….," Muskaan reassured the crowd and helped Riddhima on her feet.

Muskaan put her arm around Riddhima and walked with her to her house.

"Nahin aap taqleef mat kariye…main ab theek hoon…Ahhh!" Riddhima winced with her pretend pain and pretend injury.

"Nahin…taqleef ki koyi baat nahin hai….yeh meri galti hai….chalo main thodi ice laati hoon…lagta hai tumhare pair mein chot aayi hai….you may have sprained your foot…." Muskaan carried her to the couch in their living room.

"Kaun hai?" Naina's voice floated from the kitchen, "Muskaan! Kya hua….kaun hai yeh?"

"Mama…meri gaadi se takkar ho gayi bechaari ki…" Muskaan said

Riddhima looked up at Naina and tried to get up, 'Namaste aunty…..,"

"Nahin…nahin baithi raho…main ice laati hoon…" Naina went back to the kitchen

Riddhima thought, 'saasu maa aur nanad dono hi bahut acchi hain…aate hi bahu ki seva kar rahi hain…not bad!"

After Riddhima had iced her foot, Naina brought in a glass of "haldi ka dhoodh"

"Beti isey pee jao…issey chot jaldi theek ho jaayegi.." Naina insisted

Riddhima made a disgusting face, pinched her nose and drank the milk to impress Naina.

"Beti kya naam hai tumhara?" Naina asked

Riddhima was about to say, "Te…..," but paused, "pata nahin yeh log ek muslim ladki ko paying guest banaaengey? Ah..ah…mera naam Riddhima…Riddhima Sharma hai!"

Riddhima remembered seeing some shops on the way. She distinctly remembered some of the signs on the shop- one was RIDDHIMA MISHTHAN BHANDAR, the other one was SHARMA TENT HOUSE! And that is how our Riddhima Khan became Riddhima Sharma in Mumbai!

"Kahan jaa rahi thi? Main chhod deti hoon tumhey" Muskaan asked

"Main yahan paas mein hi Soul Music Academy mein student hoon…wahin jaa rahi thi…" Riddhima answered

"Soul music academy? Arre mama, suna aapney….Riddhima bhi aapke school mein student hai….bimaari se pehle mama bhi wahan teacher thi…." Muskaan smiled.

"Really? Auntie wahan teacher thi? Lekin… bimaar? Kya matlab?" Riddhima acted ignorant again

"Mama ko blood cancer hai…..ab wo kaam nahin karti….ghar par hi rehti hain…" Muskaan became sad.

"Oh! I am sorry…." Riddhima lowered her head. She tried to get up, but collapsed again.

"Riddhima…tum yahin thehro…main doctor ko phone karti hoon…wo yahin aakar tumhey dekh lengey, "Muskaan sounded concerned.

After the doctor checked her out, he reassured them it was probably a mild sprain, but Riddhima was probably shaken up by the accident, "aaj thoda aaram kar lo beti….aaj music academy mat jao," the doctor advised.

"Riddhima…kahan rehti ho? Main tumhey tumharey ghar chhod deti hoon," Muskaan offered

"Main actually America se aayi hoon sirf music seekhney….abhi koyi permanent jagah nahin mili hai rehney ko…bas yahi kabhie kisi friend ke yahan…kabhie kahin aur….I am still looking for a place to stay," Riddhima lied innocently.

Muskaan and Naina looked at each other, as if saying, "lagta hai apni problem solve ho gayi…"

Muskaan sat down next to Riddhima, "Riddhima….yadi tum chaho, hamare saath reh sakti ho….mera ek bhai hai, wo aaj kal out of station hai….you can stay in his room….we were looking for someone anyways, kyunki main bhi din mein kaam karti hoon…aur mama ke paas koyi nahin hota…tumhara school yahan se paas bhi hai…..what do you think? Hamare yahan America jaisi luxuries tho nahin par pyaar bahut hai…" Muskaan smiled at Riddhima.

Riddhima had tears in her eyes, she instinctively hugged Muskaan, "jaanti hoon…yahan mujhey aap log bahut pyaar se rakhengey….mujhey aapka proposal manzoor hai….kitna kiraaya hoga?"

Naina also sat down next to them and smiled, "beti hum tum se kuch nahin lengey…tum bas mujhey company dena aur sangeet suna na….mujhey kitney din ho gaye gaana sune….," she caressed Riddhima's hair.

Riddhima was tearful again and thought, "ab samjhi Armaan mein itni acchi values kahan se aayi….he is so lucky to have a mother like that…"

"Kya soch rahi ho Riddhima?" Naina asked

"Kuch nahin…bas meri maa nahin hai na…iss liye thoda rona aa gaya, " Riddhima hugged Naina and wiped her tears.

Naina and Muskaan were thrilled to find a solution to their problem. Riddhima seemed such a nice and affectionate girl- the perfect houseguest!

"OK Riddhima main jaa rahi hoon…shaam tak tum mama ke paas hi raho…phir shaam ko jaakar tumhara samaan le aayengey…OK bye!" Muskaan left for her teaching job.

"Auntie..aap mujhey mera room dekha dengi…," Riddhima asked excitedly

"Haan haan…zaroor….aao Armaan ka room oopar hai…lekin tum oopar jaa paaogi…" Naina looked at Riddhima's foot.
"Oh! Haan, lagta hai thoda better hai…aapke haldi ke dhoodh ka kamaal hai shayad," Riddhima saved herself from embarrassment, as she had almost forgotten about her 'sprain'

Riddhima hobbled behind Naina as they climbed upstairs.

Riddhima noticed the simple dcor of the house, with a few paintings on the walls and houseplants on the floor to decorate the interiors. She was used to seeing mansions with designer interiors, fancy rugs and furniture. Armaan's home was as simple and honest as he was- and she loved it! She could already feel his presence around her as they came closer to his room.

"Yeh hai mere bete ka room…..chaho tho aaraam kar sakti ho…" Naina pointed to Armaan's room.

Riddhima was awestruck and walked in with eyes wide open like a little child visiting Disneyland for the first time, "auntie..yeh tho bahut accha room hai….I love it!" Riddhima was of course thrilled about sharing Armaan's room- his bed, his closet, his bathroom…she wanted to be a part of his day-to-day life; experience life the way he did, see the morning sunrise from his bedroom window, see the moon the way he had seen all his life…….

Naina proudly said, "Haan mera beta apni cheezein bahut sambhaal kar rakhta hai…."

"main jaanti hoon," Riddhima said shyly. She did not realize what she had just said.

"Tum kaise jaanti ho?" Naina was amused

"Oh..wo…wo bas aap sab se milkar lagaa….aap sab hi itne acche log hain…aapka beta bhi waisa hi hoga," Riddhima sighed at her slip of tongue, "waise aapke bete ka naam kya hai?" Riddhima saved herself from being caught.

"Armaan….Armaan hai mera beta…wo Navy mein hai…aaj kal Andaman mein hai..teen mahine ke liye….hafte mein ek baar hi phone kar sakta hai ship se…main aur Muskaan har Sunday uske phone ka intezaar karte hain…." Naina's eyes became moist as she proudly talked about her son.

Riddhima could tell that Armaan and his mother had a very strong bond- a bond she could only hope of strengthening with her love- she could never imagine coming in the way of their relationship……she knew that she would have to win Naina and Muskaan's trust and love if Armaan was to become hers forever……

Riddhima looked at Armaan's picture on his desk- he was in his Navy uniform, looking dashing as usual, smiling at her with his piercing eyes.

She smiled back at the picture and silently spoke to him, "aise mat dekho mujhey….abhi se maarne ka iraada hai kya ?…"
PART 19:

Riddhima made herself comfortable in Armaan's room. She checked out every little detail; she felt that those 12 days with him on the cruise somehow gave her the right to Armaan's life.(Imagine Riddhima in today's rerun episode checking Armaan's room)

She caressed his clothes in the closet, his towel in his bathroom, his shaving razor so masculine and sharp-just like him; she sat on his bed and then laid down on it for a few minutes…..her hands caressing the sheets where Armaan's body must have touched just a few days ago……she felt like she was in his arms, and dozed off dreaming about her prince.

She got up after a short nap, "Uffo…kahin bahut der tho nahin ho gayi?….3 baj gaye!….auntie soch rahi hongi main kahan kho gayi?…."

She put on her dupatta and went downstairs.

Naina was watching a music program on the TV, "aao beti…..aaram kar liya? Kuch khaaogi?"

"Nahin auntie, mujhey bhookh nahin hai," she suddenly changed her mind, 'par aapke haath ka banaa khaana hai tho zaroor kha loongi…."

"Main aaj kal khaana nahin bana paati….Muskaan hi roz morning mein banaa kar rakh jaati hai…." Naina got up to go to the kitchen

Riddhima wanted to impress her future mother-in-law, "Auntie jab main yahan aa jaaoongi na tho main hi khaana banaa diya karoongi…"

"Accha? Yeh tho bahut badhiya baat hogi…America mein rehkar bhi tumney khana banana seekh liya….that is very impressive!" Naina said admiringly.

Riddhima bit her tongue, for blurting out more than she should have, 'ab main kya karoongi? Mujhey tho cooking ki ABC bhi nahin aati…."

After a delicious home made lunch, Naina settled down to watch her daily soaps, "Riddhima…ek cup chai banaakar pilaado….bahut mann kar raha hai…"

Riddhima got up with a smile, "sure auntie…abhi laayi.."

Riddhima went to the kitchen and scratched her head, "chai? Maine tho aaj tak chai nahin banaayi….ab kya karoon? Maine tho unhey yeh bhi keh diya ki main khaana banaati hoon…ya Allah mujhpar meharbaani karo…..," she paced up and down, "Hmm…dai jaan! Dai jaan ko phone karne padhega!"

"Hello! Daijaan?" Riddhima spoke softly on her mobile, "sorry aapko itni raat ko jagaa diya….nahin sab theek hai……yeh bataaiye chai kaise banaate hain?….I know ….I know itni raat ko aapko disturb nahin karna chahiye tha……but it is an emergency Daijaan…please….Ok bataiye……" Riddhima got a short version from Begum, "Shukriya Daijaan….salaam waalequm…."

Riddhima followed Daijaan's instructions and finally looked for some sugar.

"Hmm….yahi hogi sugar….," she took 2 tsp of the white powder from a small jar. (If you guys are aware, the consistency of sugar in the US and in India is very different-it is very coarse in India, but fine-almost salt like in the US)

She served tea to Naina, just like an ideal daughter-in-law would.

Naina was very impressed with Riddhima's manners and etiquette, "beti…lagta hai kisi acche khandaan se ho? Kaun kaun hai tumhare ghar par?"

"Bas main, mere Ab….mera matlab mere papa, meri dadi, aur meri dai jaan…" Riddhima said as she handed the cup to Naina.

"Daijaan?"

"Haan…meri aaya…bachpan se hi paala hai mujhey….meri mom bachpan mein hi…," Riddhima made a sad face.

"I am sorry……main samajh sakti hoon ki maa ki bahut yaad aati hogi…." Naina said sympathetically.

Riddhima sat down at Naina's feet and smiled at her, 'Auntie ….aap bhi tho meri maa jaisi hain…."

"Kyon nahin?" Naina stroked Riddhima's hair affectionately.

As soon as Naina sipped her tea, she spit it out, "YEH KYA HAI? Kya daal diya tumney…kahin namak tho nahin? Hey bhagwan…Riddhima tumney galti se shayad shakkar ki jagah namak daal diya…."

Riddhima got up, 'I am so sorry auntie…..main…main…," she started sobbing, "maine aapsey jhooth bola tha….main aaj tak kabhie kitchen mein nahin gayi….hamare yahan hamesha daijaan ya koyi cook hi khaana banata tha…."

Naina felt sorry for Riddhima, 'koyi baat nahin beti….yeh tho bahut acchi baat hai ki tumney mujhey sach bataa diya…sach bolna sabke bas ki baat nahin hoti…..only the brave can speak the truth!"

Riddhima hugged Naina, "auntie…main jitney din yahan hoon…aap please mujhey cooking bhi sikha dee jiye…aur aap sab logon ke favorite cheezein kya hai, yeh bhi bataa dee jiye……main chahti hoon aap sab ki pasand ka dhyaan rakhoon….."

"My pleasure Riddhima…main aur Muskaan dono tumhey sikhaa dengey…that is so nice of you to think about us…..waise hamare ghar mein khaane ka shaukeen tho sirf Armaan hai…." Naina was starting to get fond of this young NRI girl- she seemed so innocent, honest and pure at heart.

"Tho unki pasand ki hi cheezein sikhaa deejiye…," Riddhima said shyly.

A little later, Riddhima took leave from Naina to pick her bags from the Ali's residence, "nahin auntie….Muskaan ko taqleef kyon deti hain…I am feeling better….taxi se chali jaaoongi…." Riddhima did not want Muskaan to take her to the Ali's- "sab bhaanda phoot jaayega," she thought.

Riddhima told her guardians, "Chaachoo…..wo music school waale chahte hain ki main wahan ke girls hostel mein hi rahoon….rehearsals mein aasaani rehti hai…don't worry main aati-jaati rahoongi….Abbu ko mat bataaiye, warna wo fikr karengey….I promise I will call you everyday chaachoo…," Riddhima ran with her bags before the Ali's could ask any more questions or insist on her staying back.

ABOARD AN INDIAN NAVY SHIP NEAR ANDAMAN:

Armaan had been at the ship for the last month or so. He had a hectic schedule, and barely got any time for himself or call home. Whenever he had a few moments, he would think about Riddhima and soothe himself. He would often stand on the deck late at night reminiscing his time with Riddhima. He could still feel her in his arms and her tender lips on his lips…… "pata nahin wo bhi mujhey itna yaad karti hogi ya nahin? Cruise par tho mujhey aisa lagta tha ki wo mujhey chahney lagi hai…..par kya pataa….ab tho wo America mein hai….uska status aur mera kitna different hai….aur phir wo muslim…uske ghar waale shayad hi hamara rishta kabool karein…..na main kabhie US move karoonga aur shayad hi wo India aayegi…..I should just remember her as a beautiful memory….I don't think I would ever feel the same way about another woman though…."

He had tried to call her several times, but each time Javed had answered the phone. Armaan would hang up, as he did not want to get Riddhima in trouble, "meri awaaz sun ke Riddhima ke Abbu ko shaq ho jaayega….I don't want him to trouble my little Riddhima…"

Song in background, "yaadon mein wo" from "swami"

http://www.dishant.com/album/kishore_ke_da...me_-_vol_3.html


Yaadon mein woh, sapnon mein hai
Jaaye kahan, dhadkan ka bandhan to dhadkan se hai
Saanson se hoon main kaise judaa
Apnon ko doon main kaise bhoola
Yaadon mein woh, sapnon mein hai
Jaaye kahan, dhadkan ka bandhan to dhadkan se hai

Yeh phool, yeh kaliyaan sabhi
Rok rahi raahein meri
Yeh meet, yeh sakhiyaan sabhi
Boond rahi nigaahein meri
Har mod par ek sapna khada
Jaana hai mushkil mera
Yaadon mein woh, sapnon mein hai
Jaaye kahan, dhadkan ka bandhan to dhadkan se hai

Naina mere ansuvan bhare
Poochh rahe chale hai kahan
Behti nadi kehne lagi
Tera to hai yehi jahaan
Har mod par koi apna khada
Dekhoon main mudke jahan
Yaadon mein woh, sapnon mein hai
Jaaye kahan, dhadkan ka bandhan to dhadkan se hai
Saanson se hoon main kaise judaa
Apnon ko doon main kaise bhoola
Yaadon mein woh, sapnon mein hai
Jaaye kahan, dhadkan ka bandhan to dhadkan se hai

Riddhima finally moved in with the Mallik's. A month went by in a breeze. Riddhima was almost a member of the family now- she helped in cooking, cleaning, taking care of Naina after her chemo sessions. Riddhima and Muskaan became good friends also. Muskaan treated Riddhima like her younger sister, and was very protective about her.

Riddhima's chirpy and vivacious personality was welcome in the Mallik household. The last few months, the family had gone through a lot of grief with Naina's diagnosis. Riddhima was the perfect antidote to Naina's ailments. Naina felt less depressed after her chemo sessions, as Riddhima was always there to cheer her up.

The doctors were very happy with the progress Naina was making and even thought about postponing the bone marrow transplant for now.

Every so often, Riddhima and Naina would sit out on the patio and sing some songs. Naina was very impressed with Riddhima's talent, " Riddhima tum tho bahut accha gaati ho…tumhare ghar mein aur kaun gaata hai?"

"Auntie…actually mere papa ko music bilkul pasand nahin hai…..main hi zidd karke yahan music seekhney aayi hoon…."

"Tumharey papa ne tumhara gaana kabhie nahin suna hoga, warna wo kabhie tumhey manaa nahin karte….you are a natural!" Naina complimented het again.

"Thanks auntie…" Riddhima was thrilled to get a compliment from an accomplished singer herself. She remembered how Armaan had coaxed her into singing on the cruise….how everyone had loved her singing…..kaash Armaan yahan hota……..she was lost in Armaan's thoughts, when the phone rang.

"Beti zara phone tho uthaana…." Naina asked Riddhima

Riddhima picked the phone, and before she could say anything, she heard the familiar deep and husky voice, "Hello! Kaun Mama? Muskaan? Hello…Hello!"

Riddhima's heart had almost stopped beating, she was speechless….it was Armaan….her Armaan was on the other line and she could barely speak.

"Kaun hai beti?" Naina came forward and took the phone from Riddhima, "Beta Armaan? Oh wo…..hamari nayi mehmaan thi….haan wo kuch boli nahin…..shayad tumhari awaaz nahin pehchaani hogi…..accha?….Diwali ki chutti manzoor ho gayi? Chaar din ke liye? Bas? Koyi baat nahin….tere saath ek-ek din bahut suhaana lagta hai….." Naina hung up and was very excited about her son coming home for Diwali holidays.

Riddhima thought, "sahi kaha aapney auntie…Armaan ke saath ek-ek din bahut haseen hota hai……," she blushed and ran up to her room.

On the other line, Armaan hung up, but could not help wondering, "wo phone par kaun tha? Mujhey aisa kyon laga ki wo saansein bahut jaani pehchaani si thi…."
PART 20:

Riddhima was very excited about seeing Armaan in a few days. She had made a few friends at her music school. One of them, Harshini had become quite close to her. Harshini was the only one aware of Riddhima's dual identity in Mumbai.

"Harshini….mujhey Diwali par ek crash course chahiye…." Riddhima asked her over lunch one day

"Diwali par? Accha! Kya iraada hai?….Apaney sasural waalon ko aur bhi impress karna hai?" Harshini teased her.

"Harshini!" Riddhima whined, "mere paas zyaada time nahin hai…..bata na kya karte hain Diwali par? I don't want to make a fool of myself….after all I am Riddhima Sharma now!"

Harshini laughed, "OK Miss Riddhima Sharma! Waise you can get away with being ignorant also….aakhir tum ek NRI ho….no body expects NRIs to know anything about our culture….in fact yadi tum log hindi bhi bol lete ho na tho log tumhari aarti utaartey hain log….."

Riddhima laughed back, 'you are right…NRIs ke liye sab khoon maaf!"

Harshini gave a brief description of the upcoming festival to Riddhima.

TWO DAYS BEFORE DIWALI:

Muskaan and Naina were busy decorating the house with rangoli, lights and diyas. Riddhima enjoyed helping them and thought, "ab mujhey sab seekh lena chahiye…aakhir shaadi ke baad tho mujhey hi ghar sajaana hoga….," she blushed at that thought and smiled to herself.

"Arre…Riddhima, kya hua? Badhi muskura rahi ho…" Muskaan glanced at her

Riddhima was startled at being caught, "Oh…wo?….Diwali is my favorite festival….I get very excited at this time of the year….."

Muskaan smiled back and helped Riddhima complete the rangoli, " I love Diwali too…In fact Armaan ka bhi favorite festival hai…..itni mithai jo milti hai…..pata hai …… kal bhai aa raha hai….if you don't mind you can stay in my room while he is here"

Riddhima had a naughty thought in her mind and mumbled to herself, "wahin rehney do na Muskaan…."

"Kya ….kuch kaha tumney?" Muskaan thought she heard something

"Oh!…kuch nahin….waise tum chaho tho main apni kisi friend ke yahan bhi jaa sakti hoon," Riddhima said reluctantly, praying that Muskaan would say NO.

"Arre….nahin nahin….iss saal diwali tho hamare saath hi manaaogi….tumharey America mein aisi diwali nahin dekhi hogi…." Muskaan protested.

"OK! Jaise tum chaho…" Riddhima agreed delightfully, "Muskaan ab main chalti hoon…aaj school mein kuch rehearsals hain….see you later…."

Riddhima had just left, when the doorbell rang.

Muskaan answered the door. Her face lit up at the sight, "BHAI! Tum aaj hi aa gaye? Wow…what a surprise!" Muskaan hugged her twin brother at the door.

"Kyon? Are you disappointed to see me home a day early?" Armaan teased Muskaan

"Of course I am! I will have to tolerate you an extra day!" Muskaan teased him back and laughed, "mama…dekho kaun aaya hai?"

Naina came out of her room, "Armaan? What a surprise….kitna accha hua tu jaldi aa gaya….," she blessed him as he touched her feet.

"I was lucky to get off a day early….socha aap sabko surprise kar doon…" Armaan hung his cap and jacket in the closet, "Main oopar jaakar freshen up hota hoon….bahut bhookh lagi hai….kya banaa hai khaane mein?"

"Aaj ka khaana tho Riddhima ne banaaya hai…..it's a surprise for all of us…" Muskaan replied

"Riddhima? Oh…wo tumhari houseguest…kitney din aur hai wo yahan?" Armaan asked as he started climbing the stairs.

"Bas….jab tak wo apna course khatam nahin kar leti…." Muskaan's voice faded as Armaan reached upstairs.

Armaan walked towards his room but came to a grinding halt when he saw his room, "YEH KYA HUA? IS THIS MY ROOM? Lagta hai koi tornado aaya hai yahan….Oh my god!"

Armaan could not believe his eyes-his neat and orderly room was a MESS!

He was fuming now- if there was one thing in life he detested- that was mess and clutter!

There was a bag on the floor, half open with clothes hanging out from the sides. There were books and magazines all over the bed and floor. His well-organized desk was all chaos!

Armaan managed to walk inside, trying his best to not step over all the stuff on the floor.

He opened his closet and saw a number of salwaar suits and dresses hanging right next to his shirts and pants, "Eeeww…how disgusting! Mere closet mein aise dhaak jamaa liya hai jaise useeka ho…yeh ladki apne aap ko samajhti kya hai…kya haq hai usey…..mehmaan ko mehmaan ki tarah hi rehna chahiye….she has taken over my whole room….practically taken over my whole existence in this room! Muskaan se keh kar is ladki ko jaldi hi alvida kehna padhega…I can't stand this Riddhima girl!"

He took his shoes off and placed them aside. He saw a pair of beautiful sandals on the floor. He placed his shoes right next to the sandals-"kitna chota pair hai iska….My shoes look like a giant's in comparison," he could not help smiling at the contrasting sight.

He finally went into his bathroom and got another shock!

He shut his eyes at the sight of Riddhima's lingerie hanging all over the towel rack, 'My God! Muskaan kahan ho tum? Mujhey pehle warn kar diya hota….," he slid her lingerie to the side and hung his towel cautiously.

He went to get his shaving razor and saw Riddhima's personal items all scattered on the counter, "kitni lipsticks hain is ladki ke paas? I am glad I am a man….I just have a few needs…warna is ladki ne tho poora department store khareed rakha hai…..,"

Armaan was trying to adjust his toiletries on the counter when he accidentally knocked over one of Riddhima's perfume bottles. The bottle came crashing on the floor and the whole bathroom was filled with the scent of the sweet perfume.

Armaan tried to clean up the glass, "Hmm…yeh perfume badha jaana pehchaana sa lagta hai…yeh tho bilkul Riddhima ki mahek hai….," he blushed at that thought, 'Main bhi na…..Riddhima ko abhi tak bhula nahin paaya….Riddhima yahan thode hi hogi…this must be a popular perfume among women…."

He kept mumbling and cursing this new guest the whole time he was cleaning up.

Riddhima returned from her school after the brief rehearsal. She had keys to the house now, and let herself in. Muskaan and Naina were busy in the kitchen. Riddhima decided to go upstairs and change up before coming down for lunch.

She was in good spirits as usual. She hummed a little tune and walked into 'her room'

She went straight to the closet and picked out a churidaar suit to wear. She wanted to change out of her jeans and top, as they were messy from the rangoli colors.

She pulled off her top, and decided to take a shower too. She picked her towel and danced away into the bathroom. Armaan had just stepped out of the shower, all clean and scrubbed. He reached out for his towel on the towel stand……at the same time Riddhima had taken her clothes off and reached the towel stand to hang her towel……their hands touched the towel stand at the same time.

"Ahhh!" Riddhima screamed and instantly covered herself with her towel and shut her eyes.

Armaan was in shock. His jaws had literally dropped to his knees (thanks Pallavi for that phrase). He shut his eyes and wrapped the towel around his waist.

They both had their eyes shut, but then realized who they had just seen. Riddhima gradually opened her eyes and saw Armaan standing inside the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist, his muscular taut body still wet, his eyes closed from embarrassment. Riddhima could not help laughing, she almost had tears of joy in her eyes…..she had not imagined even in her wildest dreams, that she would come face to face with her love like this!

Armaan heard the familiar laughter and tried to open his eyes, "T…Riddhima? Tum yahan? Kaun ho tum? Are you Riddhima or Riddhima?" Armaan was still red with embarrassment and kept trying to avoid her gaze.

Riddhima finally stopped laughing but did not say anything. She picked her clothes, wrapped her towel around her tightly and whispered in a husky and raspy voice, "I can be whatever you want me to be honey!" and walked out of the bathroom.

PART 21:

Armaan stood frozen in the shower stall, still trying to absorb the events of the last few minutes.

"Main sapna tho nahin dekh raha? Yeh sach much Riddhima hi hai kya? Lekin kaise? How did this all happen? And why?"

As Armaan wiped himself, he could not get Riddhima's image out of his mind- the shock on her face when she saw him in his natural look while reaching for the towel, her in the same bare state as him, then how she tried to cover herself with her towel, but unknowingly left a lot uncovered! The scent of her perfume hit him even stronger as he stepped out of the shower. He could not forget her parting words, "I can be whatever you want me to be….."

Armaan had never been so tantalized or aroused before- not even on the cruise when they had spent so much time together.

He wore his shirt and tied the towel around his waist. He stepped out gently to get his trousers.

"Main apni pant yahin rakh gaya tha…kahan gayi?" Armaan looked all around, as he remembered leaving it on the bed before going for a shower.

"Issey dhoond rahe hain Captain Mallik?" There was Riddhima with his pants in her hands and a big smile on her face. She was still amused by the bathroom incident. She loved the expression on Armaan's face- shock and horror at seeing Riddhima like that. Somehow, she did not feel embarrassed, "jo apna hai…uss se kya sharmaana?"

"Tum abhi tak yahin ho?" Armaan got startled. Riddhima had changed up into her churidaar suit by now.

"Aap bhool rahe hain ki yeh room mera bhi hai…." Riddhima rolled her tongue in her mouth.

"Yeh haq tumhey kisney diya?" Armaan teased her back

"Main kisi ke dene ka intezaar nahin karti…jo mera haq hai, wo main khud cheen leti hoon…" Riddhima snapped back.

"OH Yeah! Itna haq hai ki bathroom mein andar aane se pehle knock bhi nahin kar sakti?" Armaan whispered back.

"Main knocking mein believe nahin karti…" Riddhima put her dupatta on and turned around to leave.

"Kyon?" Armaan asked from behind

"Tumney knock kiya tha kya? Tum tho bina knock kiye hi kisi ke dil mein ghus jaate ho…" Riddhima once again stabbed him with her husky tone.

Armaan was blown away. He had not imagined that even in his wildest of dreams, he would be face to face with Riddhima like this- and to see Riddhima flirting with him so openly was unimaginable, "Riddhima….I am a dead man now…..cruise par tho sirf catch out hua tha, but now you have clean bowled me….tumney tho mere hosh hi udhaa diye…"

Song in background as Armaan followed Riddhima downstairs for lunch

"aap ki kashish" from "Aashiq banaaya aapne"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-25789.html

(aapki kashish sarfarosh hain
aapka nasha yu madhosh hain
kya kahe tumse jaane ja
gum hua hosh hain - 2) - 2
aapki kashish sarfarosh hain

baairiyan chav ka
jaadu joh chal gaya
deewana main ho gaya
dil machal gaya
halka dhuan utha
mausam badal gaya
roshan hua sama
parwaana jal gaya
jaagi re jaagi re main soyi
teri hi yaado mein khoyi
ab mera jahaan
teri aaghosh hain
aapka nasha yu madhosh hain
kya kahe tumse jaane ja
gum hua hosh hain - 2

duba rahu sada tere khayalo mein
uljha rahu sada tere sawalo mein
tere bina kahi ab na karaar hain
jaaneman tujh pe toh jaan bhi nisaar hain
jaana re jaana re maine jaana
tu mera tu mera deewana
na meri khata na mera dosh hain
aapka nasha yu madhosh hain
kya kahe tumse jaane ja
gum hua hosh hain - 2
aapki kashish sarfarosh hain
aapka nasha yu madhosh hain
kya kahe tumse jaane ja
gum hua hosh hain - 2

Armaan came downstairs and saw Muskaan and his mom at the table. Just then he saw Riddhima walking from the kitchen with a dish. She looked at him and smiled with her eyes. He gave her a tender look, appreciating her for helping out at lunch.

Armaan came forward and stood in front of Riddhima. He held out his hand, 'Hello! I am Armaan…naam tho suna hoga!"

Riddhima smiled and gently put her hand in his, "Hi! I am Riddhima….aap shayad mujhey nahin jaante…."

Armaan squeezed her hand at the pretext of shaking it, "Aapka naam tho jaanta hoon….par pehchaana ab hai…..," nudging her a little closer.

"OH! Sorry Riddhima….main tumhey bataana bhool gayi ki bhai kal ki jagah aaj hi aa tapka…" Muskaan intervened.

Armaan and Riddhima came out of their eye and hand-lock.

"Aa tapka? Kya matlab bahen?" Armaan pulled Muskaan's hair.

"Tum dono!….Ab tho 26 saal ke ho jaaoge is saal…..ladhna kab chhodoge?" Naina said

"Mama…ab bhai ki jaldi shaadi kar dee jiye….so that he can bother another woman instead of me…" Muskaan pulled her hair back from Armaan's grip.

Armaan glanced sideways at Riddhima, and then slapped Muskaan's back, "pehle tu tho nikal iss ghar se, tabhi tho kisi aur ke liye jagah hogi yahan.."

"Bhai…pehle koi ladki pasand kar lo….I will be the first one to leave this house then…" Muskaan said

"Dekha mama! Apni shaadi ki kitni jaldi hai Muskaan ko…." Armaan teased again

Riddhima was enjoying this brother-sister 'nok-jhonk'. Being an only child, she had been deprived of sibling love. She felt a little envious at the harmony in the Mallik household- how well they all understood each other; there was so much love, no ego-hassles, and no arguments. She thought, "would they ever accept me as the fourth person in their household? Will his family ever accept a muslim girl as their bahu?"

Armaan noticed that Riddhima had suddenly become a little serious.

He turned his attention to Riddhima, "Riddhima…JEE…aap yahan mumbai mein kaun sa course kar rahi hain?"

Riddhima smiled again, "music….soul music academy se…."

"Hmm….music? Aapko music seekhney ki inspiration kiss se mili…," Armaan knew the answer but wanted to hear it from Riddhima

"Mera ek well-wisher hai….usney hi mujhey apna raasta dikhaya tha….he is responsible for where I am today…yadi wo nahin hota tho main shayad Mumbai bhi nahin aati…" Riddhima said.

It was clear to Armaan why Riddhima had taken such a drastic step- she had come to Mumbai for him….music was just the means…..he was flattered and his respect and love for Riddhima grew further.

"Oh! Tho yeh baat hai Riddhima….aaj tak humein nahin bataaya is well-wisher ke baare mein.." Muskaan teased.

Riddhima blushed a little and lowered her eyes, "bas wo aisa hi hai…..he doesn't like to be in the limelight….but is always there for me…" she glanced at Armaan again.

"Riddhima…you are making me curious…..kabhie milwao is no-name well-wisher se….." Muskaan said as she served food on her plate.

"Jab waqt aayega…tab mila doongi…." Riddhima said.

Muskaan was a little disappointed to know that Riddhima had someone special in her life. She was very fond of Riddhima and had been dreaming about fixing her with Armaan, "pata lagaana padhega ki yeh special person kaun hai?"

Everyone enjoyed the special lunch. Riddhima had helped out cook some of Armaan's favorite dishes.

"Mama…aaj khaana bahut accha bana hai…." Armaan looked at Riddhima, well aware that who was the main chef.

"Beta…Riddhima ko thanks kaho…aaj zyaada tar cooking issi ne ki hai…." Naina said fondly.

Armaan looked at Riddhima and gave her a desirous look, "Riddhimajee khaana bahut accha hai bas thoda teekha zyaada hai….," Riddhima knew by his mischievous expression what he really meant.

"kya karoon…aadat hai….mirch masale ke bina khaana nahin banta mujhsey.." Riddhima shot back.

"Riddhimajee…yeh baat tho hai….teekha khaana chahe kitni bhi taqleef de….mann nahi bharta….baar baar mann karta hai khaane ko…." Armaan teased her back.

Riddhima smiled to herself as she understood the under lying meaning.

After lunch, Armaan helped Riddhima and Muskaan clean up the table.

"Bhai…mujhey mama ko doctor appointment ke liye le jaana hai….tum aaram karo…bahut thak gaye hoge….Riddhima tum bhi rest kar lo…" Muskaan picked her car keys.

"Muskaan…main dishes dhokar aaram kar loongi…" Riddhima said as she walked back to the kitchen

"Main Riddhima ki help kar deta hoon…" Armaan jumped up.

When Muskaan and Naina left, Armaan joined Riddhima in the kitchen, "ehem…ehem….Ms Riddhima….oh sorry…Ms Riddhima…aap ghar ke kaam mein bahut kaabil ho gayi hain….kya raaz hai iska?Yeh bhi aapke uss well-wisher ka kamaal hai kya"

Riddhima kept rinsing the dishes and glanced sideways, "kuch aisa hi samajh lo Captain!"

Armaan came close to her and touched her elbow. Riddhima's heart almost skipped a beat, as his touch sent shivers down her spine.

He turned her face with his other hand and looked into her eyes, "kaun ho tum? Riddhima ya Riddhima?" He was so close that Riddhima could feel his warm breath on her face.

She looked in his eyes and replied softly, "jis insaan par humney apna sab kuch loota diya, wo hi kehta hai ki tera naam kya hai?"

Armaan smiled, "tum ne tho shayari bhi shuru kar di hai….."

"Aur kya kya sikhaaogey mujhey?" she closed her eyes as his face was inches away from hers.

"Jo tum seekhna chaaho…..you know I love to teach…." Armaan whispered into her lips and then pressed his lips against hers.


There was a loud noise as the pan in Riddhima's hand fell on the floor. The water from the faucet was flowing out with a gush, as the two lovers kissed passionately, unaware of the dishes on the floor or the water overflowing from the sink. Their tongues and lips recognized the familiar taste…..a taste so sweet and zesty at the same time….it was an intoxicating cocktail which both of them wanted to get inebriated on!

They heard the front door unlatching. They both came to their senses- Riddhima started scrubbing the already scrubbed dishes; Armaan stooped down and opened the cupboard pretending that he was looking for something.

"Bhai…wahan neeche kya kar rahe ho?" it was Muskaan

"kuch dhoond raha hoon…" Armaan's voice echoed from the cupboard. Muskaan ignored Armaan and kept looking for something.

"Oh…Riddhima main mama ki Xray reports tho ghar par hi bhool gayi thi…wapas aana padhaa….Oh yeh rahi…Ok guys…BYE…see you later….." Muskaan picked the Xray reports and left.


Armaan was still pretending to search for something, when Riddhima bent over, "kya dhoond rahe ho Captain?Kahin apna dil tho nahin dhoond rahe?"

Armaan grinned and got up. He shook his hands off the dirt and came close to Riddhima, "Dil? Phir tho galat jagah dhoond raha hoon….kyunki mera dil cupboard mein tho nahin hai, balki kisi aur ke seene mein hai….zara dekhoon tho….," he pulled Riddhima's dupatta to look for his "dil"

Riddhima laughed and ran as fast as she could. She reached the top of the stairs and teased him, "yadi himmat hai tho captain apne dil ko mere seene se wapas le lo…."

Armaan sighed and looked up at Riddhima, "Riddhima! Ab sirf dil se hi kaam nahin chalega….mere paas aur bhi bahut kuch hai dene ko…himmat hai tho aakar le lo…."

Armaan could not contain himself and ran upstairs behind Riddhima.

He grabbed her from behind and kissed her neck.

"Armaan….kab se chahte ho mujhey?" Riddhima asked him softly.

He kissed her ear and whispered softly, "You had me at HELLO!"

"Really Jerry Maguire?" Riddhima turned around and hugged him tightly.

"Yes, my Rani Mukherjee!"
PART 22:

Armaan and Riddhima spent a few moments in each other's embrace, when Riddhima pulled away, "Armaan….I am sorry maine yahan aane se pehle tumhey kuch nahin bataaya….yahan tumharey ghar jhooth bolkar rehney lagi…..you have full right to be upset with me…..you can punish me any way you want…." Riddhima was serious this time.

Armaan lifted her chin with his finger, "Riddhima…jaanti ho mujhey Navy mein bahaduri ke liye kayi medal mil chuke hain…..par jo bahaduri tumney ki hai wo shayad main bhi nahin kar paata……cruise se aane ke baad main yeh tho jaan gaya tha ki main tumsey bahut pyaar karta hoon, par mujh mein itni himmat nahin thi ki main apna sab kuch chhod kar tumharey paas aa jaaoon…..I am very proud of you Riddhima….you are very brave….iss duniya mein pyaar tho bahut log karte hain, par pyaar nibhaana….bahut kam log kar paate hain…..aur tumney tho itna badha risk liya hai….ek ajnabee shahar mein ek ajnabi family ko apna bana liya…..you are very brave…..," he kissed her forehead.

Riddhima had tears in her eyes, "Armaan….New York pahunch ne ke baad hi mujhey bhi yeh realize hua tha ki tumse milne ke baad meri zindagi mein aur koi khwaaish nahi thi…..bas apne dil ki awaaz sunte sunte main yahan tak aa pahunchi……"

Armaan wiped her tears and kissed his moist finger, "yeh aansoo bahut keemti hain….don't waste them for a guy like me…."

Riddhima smiled through her tears, "baat tho theek kehte ho….sab fairy tales mein prince hi apni princess ke peech peeche aata hai…aur yahan dekho…saara kaam princess ko hi karna padh raha hai…."

Armaan hugged her and rested his chin on her head, "Riddhima…..I am very lucky to have you in my life…shayad bhagwan ne mujhey cruise par issi liye bheja tha…..to meet my princess…"

Riddhima rested her face on his chest and punched it with her tiny fists, "yeh batao….tumney mujhey cruise par kyon nahin kaha ki you love me…."

Armaan looked down and grinned mischievously "maine tho abhi bhi yeh nahin kaha ki I love you….I hope you are not under some wrong impression….."

Riddhima pinched his arm, "Captain aapka court martial kar doongi yadi I love you nahin bola……"

Armaan laughed aloud and hugged her tightly, "I did not want you to feel that I was trying to taking advantage of a young, beautiful girl who had just runaway from home…..main nahin chahta tha ki tum mujhey galat samjho….."

Riddhima squeezed him tightly, almost suffocating him with her arms, "I wish you had taken advantage of me!"

"Ouch! Riddhima…kitni zor se dabaa diya…..now you are taking advantage of a seedha-saadha guy like me….." Armaan pulled back.

"Yeh kaam bhi mujhey hi karna padhega…." Riddhima pinched his nose and ran to his room.

Armaan followed her and saw her packing her bags, "kahan jaa rahi ho?"

Riddhima playfully glanced at him, "I could stay back in this room if you want…."

"HI GUYS! Kya ho raha hai?" Muskaan was back.

Armaan startled at the sudden intrusion by Muskaan, "OH Muskaan! Mama ka appointment kaisa gaya?"

"Bahut badhiya…Dr Pant is very happy with her progress…..she has responded very well to the chemotherapy so far…..ho sakta hai ki bone marrow transplant ki zaroorat hi na padhe…." Muskaan's eyes were moist.

Armaan became a little tearful himself and hugged Muskaan, "I am so happy Muskaan….tumney mama ka kitna khayal rakha hai…main tho kabhie raha hi nahin yahan….."

"Bhai…tumhey itna emotional hote kabhie nahin dekha…..kya baat hai? You know bhai a lot of credit goes to Riddhima, "Muskaan looked at Riddhima, who was collecting all her stuff from Armaan's room, "Dr Pant keh rahe the ki jab insaan andar se khush hota hai tho uski body treatment ko zyada respond karti hai….Riddhima you have really made our mother very happy…..thanks…." Muskaan went up to Riddhima and gave her a big hug. Riddhima and Armaan looked at each other and silently thanked each other for their respective happiness.

Riddhima moved her stuff to Muskaan's room. Muskaan went dowstairs to her mother. Armaan just stood there with his arms folded, watching Riddhima go back and forth between his and Muskaan's room.

"Aise kya dekh rahe ho?" Riddhima asked, as she hauled her books and Cds.

"Yahi ki tum apna kaam ab khud apne aap karne lagi ho…" Armaan grinned

Riddhima took offence to that comment and dumped all her books and CDs in Armaan's hands, "here Captain….ek ladki se itna kaam karwa rahe hain….cruise par tho mujhe ek tinka bhi nahin uthaane dete the….."

"Tab main duty par tha….." Armaan grinned and carried her stuff.

"Yaad rahe captain ki aap Navy ki duty par ho na ho….meri duty par 24/7 rahengey…. all your life…..get it?" Riddhima snapped her fingers and followed him.

"Yes ma'am!" Armaan laughed and helped her with the rest of her stuff.

When she was taking her clothes out from his closet, he grabbed her from behind. His hands gradually stroked her arms; he kissed her neck and whispered into her ears, "inhey yahin rehney do please….."

Riddhima could feel blood rushing in her veins; her heart was beating faster- his touch sent a tingle all over her body. She moaned softly, "kyon?"

"inka haq hai….yahan rahenge tho tum mere kamrey mein aati jaati rahogi….." Armaan nibbled at her ear.

"Mujhey tumharey paas aane ke liye bahaana nahin chahiye hota……" Riddhima moaned again.

Armaan gently slid her dupatta and caressed her neck and chest, "promise me ….bina knock kiye aaogi hamesha….…."

"RIDDHIMA! RIDDHIMA! Kahan ho tum?" it was Naina this time, 'arre Armaan riddhima ko dekha hai….mere saath gaane ki practice karni thi usey….kahan gayi wo?"

Armaan pressed Riddhima with his body, deep into the closet, so that she was not visible to Naina. He stood with his back to his mother, shielding and smothering Riddhima with his body, "Nahin mama….wo thodi der pehle shayad aapko dhoondney neeche gayi thi…..mujhey nahin pata wo kahan hai….."

"Tu kya kar raha hai? Aise kyon khada hai? Kuch closet mein dhoond raha hai kya…..laa main dhoond doon?" Naina acted concerned.

"N..N..Nahin mama…..main theek hoon…bas ek puraani shirt dhoond raha tha…aap neeche jaaiye…main abhi aata hoon…aapke haath ki chai bahut dinon se nahin pee…." Armaan tried to distract Naina.

"Theek hai beta….masala chai ya saadi?" Naina asked as she left.

"MASALA CHAI!" he shouted back and then released Riddhima from his hold.

Riddhima was almost out of breath when she came out of the closet. She took a deep breath and laughed, "Captain…you have a lot of skeletons in your closet!" Her face was flushed from being so close to Armaan. She could still feel his hard body pressing against hers; she blushed at the very thought and ran downstairs after re placing her dupatta back on her neck.
Riddhima was delirious; she thought she was in heaven-Armaan loved her as much as she loved him, they both craved for each other equally, they were now inseparable……she was ready to fight the world now……ab mujhey aur Armaan ko koi judaa nahin kar sakta…..

Armaan came back to his senses after Riddhima went downstairs; he rubbed his hands through his hair and thought, "I am so happy….Riddhima tum meri zindagi mein bilkul bahar ban kar aayi ho….mauka miltey hi main tumhare Abbu aur apni mama se baat karoonga…..now no one can separate us…….

Armaan walked downstairs when he heard someone singing. He saw his mother and Riddhima sitting in the patio. Riddhima had just started singing this beautiful song:

"betaab dil ki tamanna" from "hanste zakhm"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-39785.html



betaab dil kee, tamannaa yahee hain
tumhe chaahenge, tumhe poojenge
tumhe apanaa khudaa banaayenge

sune sune khwaabo mein, jab tak tum naa aaye the
khushiyaan thee sab aauron kee, gam bhee saare paraaye the
apane se bhee chhupaayee thee, dhadakan apane seene kee
hum ko jeenaa padataa thaa, khwaayeesh kab thee jeene kee
ab jo aa ke tum ne, humei jeenaa seekhaa diyaa hain
chalo duniyaan nayee basaayenge

bheegee bheegee palakon par, sapane kitane sajaaye hain
dil mein jitanaa andheraa thaa, utane ujaale aaye hain
tum bhee hum ko jagaanaa naa ,baaho mein jo so jaaye
jaise khushaboo fulon me, tum mein yoo hee kho jaaye
pal bhar kisee janam me, kabhee chhoote naa saath apanaa
tumhe ayese gale lagaayenge

waade bhee hai, kasmei bhee, beetaa wakt ishaaronkaa
kaise kaise aramaan hai, melaa jaise bahaaron kaa
saaraa gulashan de daalaa, kaliyaa aaur khilaao naa
hasate hasate ro de hum itanaa bhee to hasaao naa
dil mein tum hee base ho, saaraa aanchal wo bhar chukaa hain
kahaa itanee khushee chhupaayenge

Armaan joined them outside on the patio. He sipped his masala chai and admired Riddhima's song. Riddhima and Armaan stole glances from each other during the song.

Muskaan also came and sat outside. She was quick to observe the non-verbal communication between Riddhima and Armaan. She was pleased to see Armaan and Riddhima paying extra attention to each other. She really wanted Riddhima to become her "bhabhi" and she would do anything to make that happen!
PART 23:

After Riddhima finished singing, Muskaan came up to her and teased her, "kyon Riddhima….yeh dil kis ke liye betaab hai? Wo hi well wisher ke liye? Aakhir uska naam tho bataao…."

Riddhima blushed and turned pink. She lowered her head and just shook her head, "Muskaan tum bhi na….yeh tho bas ek gaana hai…" Riddhima got up and took the empty cups inside.

Armaan's gaze followed her, but was interrupted by Muskaan, "Bhai! Diwali ki shopping kab hogi? Main ab bahar nahin jaa rahi….yeh rahi list….please le aao sab saaman….."

Armaan startled as he was caught staring at Riddhima, 'Oh..Oh..haan…sure….laao…I will go…."

"Actually jaa rahe ho tho ek kaam karna….tailor se mere aur Riddhima ke blouses le aana…" Muskaan purposely threw that in.

Armaan was mortified, "K…kya kaha? Blouses…K..Riddhima jee ke?"

Muskaan twisted Armaan's ear, " zyaada bano mat bhai…..main sab dekh rahi hoon….yeh Riddhima jee par kuch zyaada hi meherbaani ho rahi hai…."

"Muskaan! I don't know what you are saying…..Ok..OK….I will bring whatever you say….." Armaan freed himself and picked the car keys.

Just then Riddhima walked out of the kitchen, "Aap kahin jaa rahe hain? Mujhey lift de dengey…music school mein kuch kaam tha…."

Armaan did not know how to respond, he understood Riddhima's intentions, "sure Riddhima jee…aapko drop kar doonga…."

Muskaan smiled and said, 'jao Riddhima…chaho tho bhai ke saath shopping bhi kar lena….uska bharosa nahin hai kuch galat saaman na le aaye…."

Armaan waited for Riddhima in the car, "Riddhima sahiba…aapko bilkul sharam hayaa nahin aati….ek gair mard ke saath khullam khulla bahar ghoomney jaa rahi hain….," he said playfully.

"Gair mard ko soch na chahiye ki ek shareef aurat ka blouse akele lene kaise chal diya…" Riddhima hit him playfully as they took off.

Armaan and Riddhima went to the local shopping area. The whole market was hustling and bustling with festivity. Riddhima was thrilled to see all the decorations, lights and fireworks displayed everywhere. People were hauling baskets of fruits, dried fruits, mithai and other sweets. There were idols of different Hindu gods everywhere. She could tell that people spent extravagantly for this festival. The whole atmosphere was so uplifting-it reminded her of the Christmas festivities in New York. She became a little nostalgic, as she thought about her home, her family. She had not called home in the last few days. The excitement around Armaan's arrival and Diwali had faded everything else from Riddhima's priority list., "main aaj hi Abbu aur aapi ko phone karoongi….kahin unhey fikr na ho rahi ho…"

Armaan purchased mithai, fireworks, diyas, candles and idols of goddess Lakshmi, Saraswati and Ganesh.

Riddhima had always learnt through Islam that God is everywhere and there was no need to worship an idol. She looked at the earthen idols, but decided to stay quiet as she did not want to offend Armaan's religion.

Armaan could tell Riddhima was lost in her thoughts, "Riddhima…yeh Lakshmi hain…Goddess of wealth and prosperity, this is Ganesh….inke bina sab puja adhoori hoti hai….aur yeh hai Saraswati….goddess of wisdom…Diwali par in sabki khaas puja hoti hai…."

Riddhima looked at the idols and then looked up at Armaan curiously, "and goddess of love? Aap log pyaar ko kyon peeche chhod dete ho?"

Armaan had no answer to her question. He looked into her eyes and spoke softly, "Riddhima….you are my goddess of love…..I will worship this goddess all my life…," he caressed her cheek and smiled. Riddhima touched his hand on her cheek and smiled back with tears in her eyes.

After they picked the blouses from the tailor, Armaan said, "blouse dikhao…."

Riddhima was aghast, "Armaan! Kuch tho sharam karo…bhare bazaar mein kaise dekho ge?"

Armaan held his hand out and said mischievously, 'dikhao na….zidd mat karo….let me see what access points I would have tomorrow…."

Riddhima blushed at his comment and slapped his hand, "bahut besharam ho gaye ho….cruise mein kitne seedhe saadhe the…."

Armaan snatched the bag from her and took out the blouse. He checked it out and gave it back, "Nice color…..chalo I will take you somewhere….."

Riddhima was puzzled, but when they reached a bangles store, she knew why he was fooling around.

Armaan helped her pick matching bangles. He helped her try them out and caressed her hands and arm as he slipped them on and off. Riddhima enjoyed his hands brushing against her skin. Armaan savored her soft and slender wrists as he took his time putting the bangles on and taking them off. They were both lost in each other's eyes when the shopkeeper asked, "yeh pack kar doon?"

After a couple of hours of shopping in the market, Armaan decided to take Riddhima to a place he knew she would revere.

He drove towards Worli, till they came face to face with a beautiful building in front of them.

"Yeh kaun si jagah hai Armaan?"

"Yeh Mumbai ki ek bahut pak jagah hai….yeh Haji-Ali ka dargah hai…500 years old, but still standing intact in the middle of the sea…" Armaan helped Riddhima out of the car.

Riddhima was awe-struck with the beautiful mosque. She covered her head with her dupatta and raised her arms in prayer. She closed her eyes and said a silent prayer.

Armaan put a scarf on his head and walked along with Riddhima, "Riddhima we are lucky, we can walk over to the dargah as it is low-tide…..jaanti ho high tide mein yeh raasta paani mein doob jaata hai, tho koi andar nahin jaa sakta….aao wahan chalte hain…"

Riddhima looked at Armaan curiously, "Armaan…yadi tum nahin jaana chaho tho gaadi mein meri wait kar lo, main thodi der mein aati hoon…."

Armaan looked into Riddhima's eyes, "Riddhima….jo tumhara hai wo ab mera bhi hai….maine Riddhima se pyaar kiya hai….uski identity se pyaar kiya hai…..tho kya hua yadi hamare dharam alag hain….waise bhi kehte hain ki yadi Haji-Ali mein koi bhi dua maangi jaaye, wo poori hoti hai….I don't want to lose out on such an opportunity….," Armaan winked and put his arm around Riddhima as they walked towards the holy shrine.

Song in background: "piya haji-ali" from "fiza"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-2534.html

piya haji ali

khuda apne valiyon se hota hai raazi
milegi ye dar se hamein sarfaraazi
yahaan dil se maango ye haaji ali hain
khuda ke vali hain

shaah-e-samandar ibn-e-haidar
shah-e-samandar ik nazar
piya haaji ali, piya haaji ali, piya haaji ali, piya ho -2
tum samandar ke dhani
baaba haaji ali baaba haaji ali baaba haaji ali
tum samandar ke dhani
baba haaji ali, baba haaji ali,
hai tumhara dar dar mustafa dar murtaza marhaba
piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya ho -2

noor vaale noor vaale
bhole-bhaale bhole-bhaale
noor vaale noor vaale
saaya sab pe daal de
piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya ho -2
piya haaji ali piya haaji ali -2

yahaan hindu muslim sikh isaai faiz paate hain -2
ye samandar roz dar pe deta hai pehra
hai saraapa noor vaala aapka chehra
piya haaji ali, piya haaji ali, piya haaji ali, piya ho -2

do mohammad mustafa ke naam ka sadka
de do naam ka sadka
do mohammad mustafa ke naam ka sadka
de do naam ka sadka

koi bhi maayoos is dar se nahin lauta
baaba koi nahin lauta
kiske dil mein kya chhupa hai sab tumhein maaloom hai -2
aapke faiz-o-karam bhi arsh par bhi dhoom hai
baaba haaji ali baaba haaji ali

suno ham gareebon ki iltija ham par karam keeje
piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya ho -2
aap par saari khudaai naaz karti hai
baaba naaz karati hai
bigadi kismat aapke dar par sanvarati hai
are qismat sanvarati hai
jab talak ummeed meri bar na aayegi -2
zindagi dehleez par aansu bahaayegi
baaba haaji ali baaba haaji ali
baaba jo bhi aapka ho chuka use kya gumaan hoga

piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya ho -2
haaji ali
piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya ho
piya
piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya ho
haaji ali
piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya ho -2
haaji ali
piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya ho
ali
piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya haaji ali piya ho

Armaan and Riddhima entered the separate chambers for men and women. They both tied a wish thread in the dargah and offered flowers and a chaadar at the shrine. They both felt a sense of inner peace as they came out of the mosque. They looked at each other and smiled; they both knew that their wishes were the same…..their wish threads back at the dargah said the same story………

PART 24:

Riddhima was quiet on the way back from the mosque. She was overwhelmed with emotion- the shrine itself had evoked a lot of emotions within her, Armaan's words still echoed inside her mind. She knew that both of them had accepted each other unconditionally, but how about their families?

"Armaan….ek baat poonchu?"

"Hmm….main soch hi raha tha ki Ms baatooni Riddhima chup chaap kaise baithi huyi hain?" Armaan scrunched up his nose and grinned.

"Armaan…mazaak mat karo…...tum apni mama aur Muskaan ko kab bataaogey hamare baare mein?" Riddhima asked seriously.

"Kya bataaoonga? Yahi ki tum mein aur mujh me kuch chakkar chal raha hai ….is that true? I was not aware of it!" Armaan teased her.

Riddhima played along, "Kuch bhi tho nahin hai hamare beech…..main kal hi wapas New York chali jaaoongi….."

Armaan held her hand and kissed it, "Riddhima phir kabhie wapas jaane ki baat mat karna….I will find the right opportunity and talk to them, in the meantime let's just play along," he was serious this time. "Actually Riddhima, waise tho meri mama bahut open minded hain par she is a very religious lady. Mere nana ek bahut bade religious leader the….he was a fanatic Hindu you know……unki death bhi Mumbai ke 90's ke hindu-muslim riots mein huyi thi. Mama mere nana ke bahut kareeb thi…..she still has not forgotten how brutally he was murdered. A lot of innocent people had died in those riots, both Hindu and Muslim. Unfortunately, a lot of people who lived through those riots still have not learnt to forgot or forgive……waise tum ne mama aur Muskaan par accha khaasa impression jamaa liya hai…..let's give them some more time, then I will talk to them….don't worry!" Armaan reassured her.

"Armaan….what if I convert to Hinduism, do you think then things would be easier?" Riddhima asked

"NEVER!" Armaan said firmly, "Kabhie nahin Riddhima! I would never want you to give up your identity…..maine Riddhima se pyaar kiya hai, Riddhima se nahin……yadi kisi ko badal kar pyaar kiya tho wo saccha pyaar nahin hai Riddhima…..main jaanta hoon ki aage hamara raasta bahut mushkil hai, par naamumkin nahin…."

"Barriers hamare dimaag mein hote hain….dil mein nahin….am I right Captain?" Riddhima smiled at him as she repeated Armaan's words of wisdom from that stormy day in the sea.

"samajhdaar ho gayi ho…." Armaan smiled

"Armaan yeh batao…hamare bacche Hindu honge ya Muslim?" Riddhima asked matter-of-factly

The car came to a screeching halt as Armaan braked hard, "Riddhima saahiba….aap ko bacchon ki bahut jaldi hai kya? I can make sure your wish comes true soon….."

Riddhima glared at him, "Armaan…..please I did not mean it that way…."

"So what did you mean then?" Armaan came close to her and looked into her eyes.

"It was just a practical question Captain…." Riddhima caressed his cheek and smiled

"Well…Riddhima our kids have to be good human beings first…..aisa karenge ladki ko hindu banaa dengey aur ladke ko muslim….how about that?" he winked and started the car.

"Armaan….you are incorrigible" Riddhima said

They reached home around sunset. Riddhima went upstairs to Muskaan's room and saw she had 5 missed calls on her mobile, "Oh No! Yeh tho Ali chacha aur Abbu ke calls hain."

"Haan chachu….wo main ek friend ke saath shopping gayi thi…..haan school ki tho chutti hai par meri friend chahti hai ki main uske saath Diwali celebrate karoon…please chachu can I stay?" Riddhima pleaded on the phone. Hussain Ali was a businessman turned politician. He was used to mingling with people of all backgrounds and had himself attended various Hindu functions. He said, "theek hai Riddhima…I don't mind par apne Abbu se baat kar lo….he was very worried about you and was threatening to call you back to the US"

Riddhima hung up and called her dad, "Hello Abbu….haan main yahan ek saheli ke yahan hoon….unke saath diwali celebrate karna chahti hoon…please don't get upset…..haan Abbu yaad hai…ek hafte mein Ramadan hai….main fast zaroor karoongi….aaj tak kabhie miss nahin kiya hai……nahin don't worry Diwali ki puja nahin karoongi….I just want to observe how they celebrate….promise….waalekum-salaam Abbu!"

As soon as Riddhima hung up, she was shocked to see Muskaan in the room, "Oh No! Kahin Muskaan ne tho nahin sun lee meri baatein?"

Muskaan turned around, but was herself engaged in a conversation with someone. She hung up and looked at Riddhima, 'Arre Riddhima…kaisi rahi shopping? Bhai ne zyaada bore tho nahin kiya na? Armaan ki aadat nahin hai zyaada bolne ki….ghar mein sabse zyaada main hi bolti hoon….arre tumhare chehre ka rang kyon utara hua hai?"

Riddhima was still fazed with Muskaan's presence in the room. She consoled herself, "lagta hai Muskaan ne meri baatein suni nahin…..ya Allah kahin usey pata chal jaata tho meri jaan hi nikal jaati…."

Muskaan snapped her fingers, "Riddhima……kya hua? Kahan kho gayi? Koi yaad aa raha hai kya?"

"Kuch nahin Muskaan…..bas apney ghar se baat kar rahi thi….aur shopping theek ho gayi….everything went well," Riddhima said absentmindedly.

Muskaan was a little puzzled. She went to Armaan, 'Bhai! Tumney Riddhima ko pareshaan tho nahin kiya na?"

"Maine? Main kyon kisi ko pareshaan karoonga….aur wo bhi tumhari khaas mehmaan ko…" Armaan was going upstairs to the terrace to install the lights.

Muskaan went downstairs a to Naina, "mama….ek baat poonchni thi aapsey…."

"bolo beta" Naina replied

"Riddhima ko is ghar ki bahu banaa le tho kaisa rahega?"

Naina was delighted, "tuney tho mere mann ki baat keh di Muskaan…..main bhi yahi soch rahi thi….lagta hai Armaan usey pasand karta hai….jab Riddhima gaana gaa rahi thi tho wo usey kaise pyaar se dekh raha tha…."

"haan mama…..mujhey bhi yahi lagta hai….bhai likes her, par riddhima ke mann ki baat pataa lagaani padhegi….chalo Diwali ke baad jab bhai chalaa jaayega tab poonchugi riddhima se…..aakhir wo America ki rehney waali hai…..bina jaane pahechaane wo shaadi ke liye haan thode hi karegi….after all she barely knows Armaan…." Muskaan commented.

Riddhima was in a fix; she wanted very much to be a part of Armaan's life, his customs and traditions but also not offend her own identity and religion. She needed some fresh air; she decided to go up to the terrace.

Riddhima stood at the edge of the terrace and pondered. She felt something warm and moist on her neck. She turned around and saw Armaan standing with some electric cords in his hand, "kyon meri kiss acchi nahin lagi?"

Riddhima smiled and teased him back, "bilkul nahin!"

"Oh really? Kahin aur kiss chahiye kya?" He bent over to kiss her lips. Riddhima just put her fingers on his lips and spoke softly, "Armaan….abhi Abbu se baat huyi thi…..wo nahin chahte ki main tum logon ke saath yahan Diwali celebrate karoon…..what should I do?"

Armaan lifted her chin with his finger, "itni bahadur ladki sirf itni baat se ghabraa gayi….abhi tho hamare aage aur bhi badhe challenges hain….Diwali celebrate karna koi paap nahin hai…..but feeling guilty about it is a sin…..chalo help me install these lights…." Armaan kissed her forehead and turned around.

Riddhima pulled him back and smiled mischievously, "you make everything sound so simple….kuch bhool gaye shayad…."

Armaan looked puzzled, "nahin tho…kuch nahin bhoola.."

Riddhima placed her finger on his lips, came closer and whispered, "kuch kar rahe the na tum?"

Armaan nibbled on her finger gently, dropped all the cords from his hands and grabbed Riddhima by her waist. He picked her up, so that they were face to face, "Riddhima….tumney mujhey pagal kar diya hai….I am crazy about you…..main Andaman jaane se pehle tumhey apna banana chahta hoon…hamesha ke liye….."

Riddhima's lips were now inches away from his; she whispered softly, "main paraayi kab se ho gayi….."

Armaan could not hold any longer and kissed her passionately. They were so aborbed in each other, that they did not notice Muskaan standing behind them with her mouth open in shock. Muskaan did not know how to react; she was thrilled but at the same time puzzled, "Americans sure do believe in fast-food….abhi tho ek hi din hua hai Riddhima ko Armaan se miley…..but if they like each other, I am the happiest person on this planet, but I don't want Riddhima to hurt my brother…..Armaan ne tho aaj tak kisi girl ko date bhi nahin kiya hoga….he would be very hurt if Riddhima is just fooling around….," Muskaan turned around and left.

Armaan kept kissing Riddhima's lips, her face, neck and ears animatedly, "Riddhima…you are so beautiful…I can't control myself…."

Riddhima was out of breath, but equally aroused, "Armaan….thoda sabr karo…..mujhey aisa laga ki koi humein dekh raha tha….." she freed herself.

Riddhima had never seen such passion in Armaan's eyes, "aise kyon dekh rahe ho Armaan?"

"Riddhima…..I need to do something before I leave…," he went downstairs to make a phone call.

Riddhima had never seen Armaan like that. He was always so calm and composed; he was not even fazed by the storm in the Mediterranean sea….but falling in love had made him restless; the more he got closer to Riddhima, the more turbulent his life became….he had always been in control of his life and emotions, but his passion for Riddhima had finally broken that shield of self-control in him….and he did not want anyone to restore that shield………not even Riddhima could stop him now…

Song in background: "main teri mohabbat mein" from "Tridev"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-1639.html

main teri mohabbat mein paagal ho jaaunga
mujhe aisa lagta hai tujhe kaisa lagta hai
ho o o main teri nigaahon se ghaayal ho jaaungi
mujhe aisa lagta hai tujhe kaisa lagta hai

kuchh din se main toota toota rahata hoon
apane dil se se rootha rootha rahata hoon
kuchh din se main khoyi khoyi rahati hoon
kuchh din se main toota toota rahata hoon
jaagu bhi to soyi soyi rahati hoon
deewani aaj nahi to kal ho jaaungi
main teri nigaahon se ...

ji chaahe teri aankhon mein kho jaaun
aaj abhi is waqt main teri ho jaaun
kab tak aakhir ham milne ko tarsenge
kab saavan aayega kab baadal barsenge
tu mast pavan ban jaa main baadal ban jaaunga
main teri mohabbat mein ...

tujh bin lab par koi naam nahi aata
dil ko tadpe bina aaraam nahi aata
donon taraf lagi hai aag baraabar ye
rakh degi bas hamko raakh banaakar ye
tu bhi jal jaayegi main bhi jal jaaunga
main teri mohabbat mein ...
Edited by moonkmh.... - 10 years ago

PART 25:

Armaan ran to his room and dialed a number, "Hello! Shabbir? Hi yaar….I need some urgent help….."

BACK ON TERRACE:

Riddhima was still gasping from the passionate encounter with Armaan. She ran to her room and shut the door, "humein thoda sabr se kaam lena chahiye…..kahin Muskaan aur auntie ko shaq ho gaya tho wo mujhey yahan rehney nahin dengey…."

Muskaan knocked and came inside. She gave Riddhima a strange look. Riddhima's forehead was covered with little sweat beads and she was still panting; Muskaan looked at her from head to toe and smiled, "lagta hai jaise koi race lagaa kar aa rahi ho."

Riddhima stuttered, "N…Nahin…aisa kuch nahin hai…..wo ek chooha dikh gaya tha….I got scared…."

Muskaan had come to get some books from her room; she picked them up and glanced sideways, "pata nahin pehle tho kabhie choohey dekhey nahin yahan….zaroor koi choohiya hogi….they can be sneaky you know?" she winked at Riddhima and went downstairs. Riddhima had a puzzled look on her face, "kya kehna chah rahi thi Muskaan?"

That night, Armaan and Riddhima tossed and turned around in bed. After the terrace session, they had avoided each other all evening, as they knew that any little touch or eye contact would add fuel to the brewing fire.

Muskaan sensed Riddhima's restlessness, "lagta hai neend nahin aa rahi.."

Riddhima was startled, "Oh! Aisi koi baat nahin hai…. aaj pehli baar ek naye room mein so rahi hoon na…."

Muskaan smiled, "Riddhima, I am sure bhai ko bhi neend nahin aa rahi hogi….itney dino baad ghar aaya hai na?"

Riddhima blushed and hid her face in the pillow, "Muskaan…you know your brother better than I do…how would I know?"

Muskaan rolled her eyes and said to herself, "Riddhima….you are not as innocent as I thought you were….well I hope you genuinely like Armaan…..don't break his heart….," and fell asleep.

After an hour or so of tossing in bed, Riddhima got up and went up to the terrace to get some fresh air. It was strange to not hear the familiar road noise, which Riddhima had gotten used to in Mumbai. She stood at the edge and admired the quiet surroundings; the night sky was clear with no dust or pollution. She looked up at the stars and sighed.

Armaan got up and looked out the window. He knew it would be a long night; he had half a mind to wake Riddhima, but he knew after his conversation with Shabbir, that he had to wait for just another 2 days…..

Song in background: "karvatein badalte rahe" from "aap ki kasam"

http://www.dishant.com/album/yaaden_-_vol_33.html

Karvatein Badalte Rahe Saari Raat Hum
Aap Ki Kasam ...

Gham Na Karo Din Judaai Ke Bahut Hain Kum
Aap Ki Kasam ...

Yaad Tum Aate Rahe Ek Hook Si Uthti Rahi
Neend Mujhse Neend Se Maein Bhaagti Chhupti Rahi
Raat Bhar Bairan Nigodi Chandni Chubhti Rahi
Aag Si Jalti Rahi Girti Rahi Shabnam
Aap Ki Kasam ...

Jheel Si Aankhon Mein Aashiq Doobke Kho Jayega
Zulf Ke Saaye Mein Dil Armaan Bhara So Jayega
Tum Chale Jaao Nahin To Kuchh Na Kuchh Ho Jayega
Dagmaga Jayenge Aise Haal Mein Kadam
Aap Ki Kasam ...

Rooth Jaayen Hum To Tum Humko Mana Lena Sanam
Door Hon To Paas Humko Tum Bula Lena Sanam
Kuchh Gila Ho To Gale Humko Laga Lena Sanam
Toot Na Jaye Kabhi Yeh Pyar Ki Kasam
Aap Ki Kasam ..

Riddhima saw a shooting star in the sky. She was about to shut her eyes and make a wish when someone blindfolded her with his hands and whispered, "your wish is about to come true princess….."

Riddhima turned around and hugged Armaan, "tumhey kaise pata ki main yahan hoon?"

"Tumhey kya lagta hai ki sirf tumhari neend hi bhaag gayi hai? Well, in that case tum theek sochti ho, kyonki main tho bahut aaram se so raha tha….bas wo toot te huye taare ki awaaz se jaag gaya…." He teased her and hugged her tightly.

"tumney kab se jhooth bolna shuru kar diya?." Riddhima punched his chest

"Tumhari company ka kuch tho asar hoga….after all you are an expert at lying….." Armaan said playfully.

Riddhima pushed him away and whined, "yadi mere jhooth bolne se tumhey itni problem hoti hai, tho jao kisi seedhi saadhi sach bolne waali ko dhoondh lo…."

Armaan grabbed her waist and pulled her closer, "dhoondh leta yadi yeh jhoothi ladki mera peecha chhod de tho…."

Riddhima whispered, "tab tho bhool jao Captain….yeh jhoothi ladki ab tumhara peecha kabhie nahin chhodegi…."

They could not help bringing their lips closer and melting in each other's arms. Armaan's fingers caressed her bare waist under her nightshirt; they gradually traced their way up to her upper back. Riddhima moaned in pleasure and unwillingly pulled back, "Armaan….abhi nahin….mujhey lagta hai Muskaan ko kuch shaq ho gaya hai….Good night…." She started to walk back, but Armaan grabbed her wrist, "aise chhod kar mat jao…I promise I will behave…..can we just sit and talk? Neend tho hum dono ko hi nahin aayegi….." he pleaded.

Riddhima looked into his eyes, "I promise I will fall asleep, if you promise to come in my dreams…."

Armaan came closer and kissed her lips gently, "Mere bas mein ab kuch nahin hai Riddhima…..I can't make any promises…..Good night!"

The next day was "choti Diwali"-the day before Diwali. Armaan and Riddhima kept their distance and helped Naina and Muskaan get the house ready for the big festival. Armaan and Muskaan went around the neighborhood and to some of their relative's who lived in town. They distributed sweets and exchanged wishes with everyone. As a tradition, they went to a nearby temple to donate food and blankets to the poor.

On their way, Muskaan could not helping asking, "Tho bhai!….kal raat kaisi gayi?"

Armaan was taken aback, "What do you mean?"

"Matlab ki itney dino baad ghar par soye the…neend aayi ya nahin?"

"You know I have no problems falling asleep…..I can fall asleep while standing for all you know…..'" Armaan smiled

"Oh ya? Unless Riddhima is around…." Muskaan teased him

"W..What do you mean? Riddhima se mera kya lena dena?"

"Bano mat! Maine sab dekh liya hai….chhut par aaja goriye…" Muskaan started singing

Armaan blushed, "Muskaan! Aisa kuch nahin hai….your imagination runs wild as always…"

Muskaan saw the blush on Armaan's face and she knew that her brother had fallen hard for the pretty Riddhima…..now she had to make sure that they were both serious……

Riddhima stayed home with Naina and remembered how they did something similar around Eid. Her father had always been a very charitable man, especially around Eid. They would go to various homeless shelters in New York and donate clothes, food and other essentials. They would then visit their muslim friends and distribute sweets among them. She remembered visiting the mosque regularly around Eid. That was one time in the year when she said her namaaz at least 5 times and observed fast like all good muslims.

She wondered how she would pull it off this year. Naina and Muskaan would get suspicious,and with Armaan gone, she did not want to take any chances. She thought, "main Ramzan mein Hussain chacha ke yahan reh loongi….din mein Naina aunty se milne aa jaaya karoongi…."

DIWALI DAY:

The day started with the traditional "hanuman puja" in the morning. The various rituals the family observed intrigued Riddhima. She tried to participate as much as she could. Armaan helped her learn some of the prayers and he would keep folding her hands during the prayers, as Riddhima would instinctively shut her eyes and hold her hands up in the air, the way she was used to praying.

In the evening, everyone got dressed in his or her best. Misti wore a beautiful green sari, Armaan wore a black kurta-pajama suit. Riddhima had a beautiful orange sari, but she had never worn one before. Muskaan helped her tie it properly. She tucked it well with pins everywhere. She was curious to see her brother's reaction; Riddhima indeed looked like a princess in the sari. She left her hair loose, wore beautiful gold earrings and the matching bangles Armaan had helped her select.

When Riddhima came down, Armaan felt his heart had stopped beating for a moment. Muskaan noticed that her brother was totally mesmerized by Riddhima.

Muskaan snapped her fingers, "Bhai! Kya baat hai….mujhey pehle sari mein nahin dekha kya?" she teased him, very well knowing that his eyes were fixated on someone else.

Armaan was startled, "Nahin main wo stairs par lights lagi hai na….unhey check kar raha tha…." He tried to compose himself. Riddhima giggled a little, as she had noticed how Armaan was devouring her when she was coming down the stairs.

Muskaan winked, "lagta hai iss saal lights kuch zyaada hi chamak rahi hain….kyon bhai?"

Naina came out of her room and admired her children. She kissed Armaan and Muskaan, "Diwali ki shubh kaamnaye……aao Riddhima tum bhi yahan aa jao…..yeh Diwali mujhey hamesha yaad rahegi…..jab se tum aayi ho hamare ghar mein kitni khushi aa gayi hai….," Naina hugged Riddhima and kissed her forehead.

They all went out and lit the diyas and fireworks. Armaan was a popular "bhaiyya" among the neighborhood kids, as he always had the widest selection of fireworks. Riddhima watched all the kids surround Armaan with their fireworks and she was pleasantly surprised to see how comfortable he was with them.

"Yeh lo Riddhima….phooljhadi…." Armaan handed her a sparkler.

Riddhima was scared, as she had never handled a live firework. She had always seen them on display on July 4th in the US, but never been so close to them.

Riddhima screamed as the sparkler came closer to her, "Ouch! Armaan…please take it back!"

Armaan giggled and came close to her, "phooljhadi khud phooljhadi se darr rahi hai….," and took it from her.

Riddhima shook her head, "I don't like these Armaan…..please keep them away…."

Armaan shook his head too, "You NRIs…..bhagwan bacchaye tum logon se…."

"Riddhima! Zara andar se candles le aaogi…" Muskaan asked her politely.

Riddhima glared at Armaan and said, "Of course Muskaan….after all NRIs candles se thode hi darr te hain…."

Riddhima went to the kitchen and looked for candles. She opened the pantry and saw that they were on the top shelf. She tried to reach for them, but suddenly she found herself being grabbed at her waist and being raised higher. Armaan said, "now you can reach it Ms chutki…."

As Riddhima pulled out the candles from the bag, Armaan kissed her exposed waist, "naraaz ho gayi mujhsey?"

Riddhima slid down with the candles in her hand and looked at Armaan, "naraaz ho kar jaaoongi kahan?" she smiled and kissed his cheek.

"RIDDHIMA! Candles mili ya nahin?" it was Muskaan

Armaan pushed Riddhima and himself into the pantry and shut the door. There was hardly any room in the dark pantry. They stood there like tightly packed sardines with Armaan's hand on Riddhima's mouth.

Muskaan did not see anyone in the kitchen, but heard some squeaking noises from the pantry, "Ahh! Lagta hai Riddhima theek hi keh rahi thi….sach mein chuhey aa gaye hain is ghar mein…" she ran to look for Armaan.

Riddhima and Armaan heard Muskaan; they tried to suppress their laughter. Before Riddhima could open the pantry door, Armaan grabbed her closer and kissed her, "aaj tumhara bachnaa naamumkin hai Riddhima saahiba…." He caressed her back over the low cut blouse and showered her with his kisses. Riddhima cried out in pleasure, but they heard Naina, "bacchon aa jao…Lakshni puja ka time ho gaya hai!"



Riddhima and Armaan tiptoed out of the closet. Armaan fixed his hair and kurta. Riddhima did not realize that her sari had come loose.

When Riddhima stepped out of the kitchen, Muskaan noticed that Riddhima's sari was coming off at various places. She saw Armaan following her after a few moments, pretending that he was eating some mithai in the kitchen. Muskaan understood and said, "Riddhima tum sahi keh rahi thi….lagta hai choohey kuch zyaada hi ho gaye hain ghar mein….tumhari sari mein thodi pins aur lagaa deti hoon….abhi laayi…." Muskaan went to the room to pick some pins.

Riddhima glared at Armaan, "kya karte ho Armaan? Meri sari kharaab kar di…." She muttered with clenched teeth.

Armaan whispered in her ear, "Tum kitni bhi pins lagaa lo, they are not enough for me!"

Riddhima took out a pin from her sari and poked Armaan's arm with it, "Tumharey liye tho ek hi pin kaafi hai!"

"OUCH!" Armaan shouted.

Riddhima laughed and ran to join Naina in the puja ghar.

"Kya hua?" Muskaan asked Armaan.

"Kuch nahin!" Armaan gave a dirty look, "bas ek choohiyah ne kaat liya…"

Muskaan smiled and they both joined Naina and Riddhima for the puja.

PART 26:

After the diwali puja, Armaan and Muskaan touched Naina's feet to receive her blseeings. Armaan knew that Riddhima was probably not used to that custom; he did not want her to feel uncomfortable, but he was pleasantly surprised to see Riddhima bend down and touch Naina's feet. Armaan smiled and nodded at Riddhima. His eyes spoke to Riddhima, "I am proud of you Riddhima."

"Riddhima…jeeti raho beti….main apne mann ki baat sab ke saamney kehna chahti hoon…." Naina looked at Armaan and Muskaan.

Armaan looked at her mom quizzically, "kya baat hai mama?"

Naina held Riddhima's hand and put it in Armaan's hand, "main nahin jaanti main kitne din aur jeeoongi, par chahti hoon ki marne se pehle tum dono shaadi ke bandhan mein bandh jao….."

Armaan and Riddhima were stunned. Muskaan smiled at both of them affectionately

"Mama! Lekin….lekin…." Armaan fumbled for words

Naina twisted Armaan's ear lobe, "Badmaash apni maa se apne mann ki baat chupaa ta hai….main sab dekh rahi hoon…..Riddhima beti….tujhey bhi Armaan pasand hai na?" she looked at Riddhima

Riddhima lowered her eyes and hugged Naina. Her silence and flushed cheeks gave Naina her answer.

"Ab Armaan…..tu apni Andaman posting se wapas aa ja…phir Riddhima ki family se baat karke jaldi hi shaadi ka muhurat nikaal dengey….." Naina said

Muskaan hugged Armaan, "congrats bhai! Choohon ki baraat mein main bhi naachoongi!"

Everyone laughed and celebrated the rest of the evening. Naina gave Riddhima a set of gold kadhas, "beti…yeh maine Armaan ki bahu ke liye rakhe the….ab yeh tumhare hain….inhey sambhaal kar rakhna…."

Riddhima put the kadhas on and said, "aapka hukum sar aankhon par Ammi!"

Naina, Muskaan and Armaan were startled at what Riddhima just said. Riddhima had not realized what she had addressed Naina as.

"AMMI?" Naina was puzzled.

Armaan defended Riddhima, "Riddhima…yeh Amy kaun hai?" he winked at her to make her realize her faux pas.

Riddhima came to her senses, 'Oh….auntie…wo Amy is my nanny back in the US…..she has been like my mother all my life…..bas aapke pyaar se mujhey uski yaad aa gayi…..sorry auntie…."

Naina smiled, "koi baat nahin beti….kabhie kabhie emotions mein aakar hum un logon ko yaad kar lete hain jo hamari zindagi mein bahut important hote hain…..I understand….ab jao….raat ho gayi hai…..sab soney jao…."

Armaan and Riddhima sighed in relief and went back upstairs. Muskaan stayed back to help Naina clear the puja area.

When they landed upstairs, Armaan pulled Riddhima aside, "bahurani…..dhyaan se rehna…..main wapas aakar mama ko sab bataa doonga…..aur phir koi confusion nahin rahega…"

"sorry Armaan…I just got carried away….main bhi apne Abbu se baat karoongi…..Eid aane waali hai aur Abbu Eid ke din meri har khwaish poori karte hain…..phir sab theek ho jaayega….." Riddhima buried her face in Armaan's chest.

Armaan stroked her silky hair and whispered in her ear, "kal 3 baje mujhey is jagah par milna…."

Riddhima saw a piece of paper in Armaan's hand, "kya hai yeh?"

Armaan pulled her to his room and gave her a bag, "yeh pahen kar is address par aa jaana…..aur tumhari koi friend ho tho usey bhi le aana…..bahut zaroori kaam hai…..yadi kal nahin kiya tho aur intezaar nahin hoga mujhsey……"

Riddhima looked at him quizzically, "yeh kya hai Armaan?"

Armaan said, "zyaada sawaal mat karo….jaisa main kehta hoon waisa hi karo….bas yeh pahen kar aa jaana…"

Riddhima teased him, "shaadi huyi nahin aur aapke hukum abhi se shuru ho gaye…..," and turned to leave.

Armaan pulled her back, "absolutely…..ab ek aur hukum maan na padhega…."

"Nahin maanti!" Riddhima teased back

"Ok…then I will look for someone else to give my goodnight kiss…" Armaan rolled his tongue in his mouth.

Before Armaan could complete his sentence, Riddhima stood on her toes and kissed Armaan's lips, "don't even dare to!" and ran back to her room.

NEXT DAY:

Riddhima left early in the morning and went to Harshini's house. She changed into the red sari, which Armaan had given her in the bag. Harshini helped her dress up like a bride.

Armaan dressed up in a suit after lunch and said, 'mama…main ek Navy ki party mein jaa raha hoon…I may not be back till late…..."

"Riddhima aaj kahan chali gayi subah subah?" Naina asked

"wo aaj apni school ki friend ke yahan gayi hai," Muskaan answered

Armaan and Shabbir waited outside the Registrar of Marriage's office. Shabbir was a lawyer and a childhood friend of Armaan's. Shabbir had pulled strings and arranged for Armaan to marry his sweetheart legally.

Riddhima and Harshini got off a taxi and walked towards the Registrar's office.

Armaan admired Riddhima in her bridal get up. He whispered in her ear, "welcome my bride!"

"Hello bhabhi…I am Shabbir….now I know why Armaan is so desperate to marry you on this holiday….kya kya nahin karna padha mujhey to convince the Registrar to come in specially for your marriage…." Shabbir introduced himself and admired Armaan's choice.

Harshini and Armaan also exchanged pleasantries.

They did not waste any further time and went inside the office. Soon they were legally married, Shabbir and Harshini being their witnesses.

Armaan thanked the registrar, "thanks sir…..aap ne bahut badha ehsaan kiya hai hum par…I know this was officially a holiday for you…."

"Anything for our defense forces, Mr Mallik!" the registrar said as he shut the door to his office.

"Congratulations to the newly weds!" Harshini and Shabbir congratulated them

The four of them celebrated at a local restaurant. Shabbir and Harshini left soon after dinner and left the newly weds with each other.

"Ek baat poonchu Armaan?" Riddhima asked as they left the restaurant

"Yes, wifey….haq se pooncho…" Armaan squeezed her shoulders

"Jab tumhari mama ne hamari shaadi ke liye haan keh di thi, tho yeh court marriage kyon?" Riddhima asked

"Riddhima….mama ne meri shaadi Riddhima se pakki ki hai….par tum tho jaanti ho main Riddhima se nahin, Riddhima ko pyaar karta hoon…..main apni mama ko jaanta hoon….she will not accept Riddhima right away…..I will have to work on her….but in the mean time I would like to work on something else…" he buried his face in Riddhima's hair.

"I don't understand Captain…" Riddhima blushed

"Chalo…gaadi mein baitho…I will explain everything…..I am going to take you somewhere…." Armaan helped her into the car.

Riddhima sat quietly and closed her eyes. This was the happiest day of her life; she could not have asked for anything else from her khuda, she was ready to go with Armaan wherever he would take her.

Song from "rang de basanti" "tu bin bataye, mujhey le chal kahin"

http://www.dishant.com/search/tu%20bin%20b...e-in-TITLE.html

tu bin bataye mujhe le chal kaheen
jahan tu muskuraye meri manzil wahin

tu bin bataye mujhe le chal kaheen
jahan tu muskuraye meri manzil wahin

meethi lagi, chakh ke dekhi abhi
mishri ki dali, zindagi ho chali
jahan hain teri baahein mera sahil wahin
tu bin bataye mujhe le chal kaheen
jahan tu muskuraye meri manzil wahin

mann ki gali tu phuharoon si aa
bheeg jaye mere khwabon ka kafila
jise tu gungunaye meri dhun hai wahin
tu bin bataye mujhe le chal kaheen
jahan tu muskuraye meri manzil wahin

Soon they arrived at what looked like a pier.

Armaan helped Riddhima out of the car and carried her in his arms, "welcome to your wedding suite princess!"

Riddhima held on to Armaan's neck and looked around, "paani mein?"

"Yup! Paani mein….waise hi jaise hum pehli pehli baar miley the….." Armaan carried her to the edge of the pier, where a private boat was waiting for them.

Armaan carried her inside the boat and placed her down on the deck. Armaan turned the motor on and stirred the boat into the open waters. Riddhima went inside the covered area of the boat and saw a beautiful room. There was a bed in the center, decorated with flowers and rose petals everywhere. There was soft music playing in the background. The incense of the burning candles gave the room a sweet aroma.

Riddhima came out and circled her arms around Armaan. She kissed his cheek from behind, "I love my wedding suite Captain! I had no idea you were so romantic…" she ran her finger on his face and came and sat on his lap.

Armaan spun around on his revolving seat with Riddhima still on his lap, "yeh sab tumhari galti hai…..tumney mujhey pyaar jaisi buri aadat jo daal di hai…..I am addicted to it now….mera koi ilaaj nahin hai ab" he whispered softly

"Ilaaj karna bhi mat kabhie" Riddhima touched her forehead to his forehead.
The boat sailed on autopilot deep into the sea. There was darkness everywhere except for the moonlit sky.

"Jaanti ho Riddhima….is andhere mein sirf tumhari aankhein roshni de rahi hain…." Armaan said in a husky voice.

"yeh aankhein sirf tumharey sapne dekhti hain….aur kuch nahin…" Riddhima said in a raspy voice. Their lips were glued to each other in no time as their tongues tantalized their inner most feelings.

Armaan pulled out the clips from Riddhima's hair and let it fall on his shoulders. His fingers unsnapped her blouse from behind as his other hand explored her legs and thighs. Riddhima loosened his tie and threw it in the water.

He carried her inside their 'wedding suite' and laid her on the bed. He took off his jacket and shirt and lay beside her. He kissed her face, neck and moved down slowly.

Song in the background as Armaan and Riddhima became and man and wife that night. The boat gently sailed into the calm sea, as they floated and drowned with the waves of passion all night.

"roshni se bhare bhare" from "Asoka"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-4780.html

--MALE--
(Roshni se bhare bhare
Bhare bhare naina tere) - 2
Chhooke bole na chhoona mujhe - 2
--FEMALE--
(Sapnon se bhare bhare
Bhare bhare naina tere) - 2
Chhooke bole na chhoona mujhe - 2
--MALE--
Dhoonda hai dhoonda hai tujhe
Aakaash upar tale
Shaayad kisi badri mein
Lipti hui tu mile
--FEMALE--
Aah, dhoonda hai dhoonda hai tujhe
Aakaash upar tale
Shaayad kisi nadiya pe
Chalta hua tu mile
--MALE--
Roshni se bhare bhare
Bhare bhare naina tere
--FEMALE--
Chhooke bole na chhoona mujhe
--MALE--
Chhooke bole na chhoona mujhe
Maine samay rok ke
Tera pataa poochha hai
Mili nadi se kehke
Saagar tale dhoonda hai
--FEMALE--
Haan, lehron pe chalte hue
Paani ke phan chhoote hai
Jaise tere haath ho
Mera yeh tan chhoote hai
--MALE--
Roshni se bhare bhare
Bhare bhare naina tere
--FEMALE--
Chhooke bole na chhoona mujhe
Sapnon se bhare bhare
Bhare bhare naina tere
--MALE--
Chhooke bole na chhoona mujhe
--FEMALE--
Chhooke bole na chhoona mujhe
PART 27:

The rays of the morning sun filtered through the windows of the boat. Armaan woke up and saw Riddhima wrapped around him like a twisty. The boat was swaying gradually over the waves. Armaan kissed his bride and freed himself to check where they were. He looked around and saw that their boat was at a standstill. The boat was caught in a reef. He saw a small island near the reef. He put on his clothes and went out. He checked the controls of the boat and realized that the boat was out of fuel and looked like it had steered away from it's path in the middle of the night. The motor was dead and he could not check the exact location of the boat in the sea.

As he was trying to figure out what to do next, Riddhima came out with a bed sheet wrapped around her. Her face was glowing and she stretched her arms with the aching pleasure from last night. She came and sat at her husband's feet; she lay her head on his lap, "kya kar rahe ho?"

Armaan looked down and saw Riddhima's face buried in his lap. He smiled as he remembered how wild she was last night, "lagta hai tumney meri boat ko kal raat daraa diya…."

Riddhima looked up, squinting her eyes from the rays of the sun, "aisa kya kiya maine?" she asked innocently.

Armaan touched her face and kissed her forehead, "yeh tho boat se hi poonch na padhega ki Mrs Riddhima Mallik ke wild behavior se uspar kya asar hua?"

Riddhima punched his leg, "sab tumhari galti hai……you did it to me…..I just went with the flow…" she buried her face in his lap again as she felt embarrassed about last night.

Armaan stroked her hair and whispered in her ear, "hey….I loved it!"

Riddhima stood up and ran inside. She was still blushing at Armaan's comments about last night. She put on the spare pair of clothes she had packed in her bag. She freshened up and joined Armaan, "kya hua Armaan? Hum kahan hai?"

"That is what I am trying to figure out…" he said seriously.

"Are we lost?" Riddhima said excitedly, "how romantic….."

Armaan grinned at her child like excitement, "we are out of fuel…..I have radioed the Naval base off Mumbai to send us another boat…but that could take some time….."

Riddhima circled her arms around Armaan, "I love you Armaan…..jab bhi hum paani mein kahin jaate hain….we always face something unpredictable but I don't care…..tum mere saath ho….aur kya chahiye mujhey?"

"Hey I am hungry now wifey….I had not planned on breakfast on the boat…..chalo wo saamne ek island hai….wahan chalte hain shayad kuch khaane ko mil jaaye…." Armaan pointed to the island.

Riddhima hugged him tighter, "mujhey bhookh nahin hai…..tumney itni khushi de kar mera pait bhar diya hai,,,,,,"

"Mrs Mallik…..tumhare is captain ko tho fuel chahiye….phir burn bhi tho tum hi karaaogi…" he winked at her. Riddhima glared at him and pinched his arm, "get used to it Captain…..ab tumhari kismet mein fuel burn karna hi rakha hai…."

Armaan stepped out on the reef and gave his hand to Riddhima. They cautiously walked on the rocks and made it to the island.

Armaan looked around and said, "tum yahin wait karo…main aata hoon…I am sure I will find some coconut trees or something…"

"No…I am coming with you……" Riddhima hung on his arm and walked with him.

After walking a little while, they saw some trees. Armaan climbed one of them and dropped some coconuts for them. He slid down the tree and they both sat down to eat their fresh breakfast. Armaan broke the shell of the coconut and peeled the coconut meat with his Swiss army knife.

"I am lucky to marry a navy officer…you are always well-equipped" Riddhima said.

Armaan fed Riddhima with his hands. He put the last piece in her mouth and then put his lips close to hers, "kya share nahin karogi?"

Riddhima obliged as they kissed passionately while sharing the last morsel of their meal.

They decided to go for a walk and check out the natural beauty of the island.

Riddhima rested her head on Armaan's arm as they walked, "Armaan….thanks for the beautiful honeymoon….."

"Honeymoon?" Armaan found that amusing

"I cannot imagine a better place than this for our honeymoon," she ran her finger on his arm and said.

Armaan put his arm around her, "Riddhima….tum sach much bahut dilchasp ladki ho….no wonder I am crazy about you….."

"You are crazy about me?" Riddhima teased him, "abhi tak tho tumhara pagalpan dekha nahin maine….."
Armaan grabbed her tighter and said, "dekhna chahti ho mera pagalpan?"

"Haan…." Riddhima laughed and ran away towards the beach.

Armaan caught up with her and grabbed her from behind. He kissed her neck and ears, but paused when he noticed something, "Tahzeeb…hamari boat….hamari boat kahan gayi?"

Riddhima looked towards the horizon, "abhi tho yahin thi na Armaan…."

Armaan looked around and saw their boat had floated away with the waves. The boat was atleast a mile away. Armaan shook his head and said, "should we swim to the boat like we did in the Meditarranean?"

They both looked at each other and simultaneously said "NAA"

They had figured that this island was deserted, and they both looked forward to 'exploring' it together. For the first time in his life, Armaan did not think about the next step; he did not plan their escape strategy….he wanted to escape from the world this time…..he wanted to escape with Riddhima and not worry about anything else…he wanted to face the day like his wife Riddhima faced her life……unpredictable…..unplanned……full of zest and spirit! He knew he had to go back to Andaman the next day…he knew his mother and Muskaan would be worried about him…..but today he was going to go with the flow……

They walked around the small island. It was barely a mile in diameter. It was tiny, cozy and perfect for their honeymoon!

As the sun started to set, Armaan collected some wood and started a fire. It was getting a little chilly as the cool breeze from the sea started blowing.

Armaan and Riddhima had a dinner of coconuts and some other local fruit on the island. They quenched their thirst with the sweet coconut water. "You know Riddhima….what this coconut reminds me of?"

Riddhima looked puzzled, "No….I don't know…."

"You!"

Riddhima glared at him and threw a coconut shell at him, "kitne badmaash ho gaye ho…..koi apni biwi se aise baat karta hai?"

Armaan ducked and sat down next to her, "I meant you are as sweet as a coconut….refreshing…..wholesome…..it quenches your thirst as well as your hunger…..just like you do….." he hugged her.

"Baaten banaani bahut aa gayi hain tumhey….jaante ho Muskaan keh rahi thi ki tum bahut chup rehtey ho…..zyaada baat nahin karte….." Riddhima dug her elbow in his waist.

"Tho Muskaan ke saath aisi baatein thode hi karoonga…..in baaton par tho sirf tumhara proprietary right hai!" Armaan kissed her hand.

Riddhima looked into his eyes. His eyes were burning with the reflection of the fire. She wanted to melt in that heat…….they kissed each other and burned the sand with their body heat………

After making love, they lay on the sand for hours checking the stars and moon in the clear sky. Armaan noticed a helicopter circulating above them.

Armaan got up and said, "looks like the Navy helicopter has spotted us because of the fire….chalo let's get dressed Riddhima…..honeymoon is over!"

Riddhima reluctantly got up and dressed, "Armaan…..this honeymoon does not count….baad mein real honeymoon….and this time don't take your radio with you…..no one should know where we are…."

"Tumhara hukum sar aankhon par Riddhima saahiba!"

PART 28:

Armaan and Riddhima were escorted back to the pier by the Navy helicopter. Armaan thanked the pilot and then ran with Riddhima to their car.

They drove back into the city late at night.

"Chalo Riddhima aaj raat apne ghar hi chalo…ab tho tum haq se mere kamrey mein reh sakti ho.." Armaan smiled at her.

"Abhi yeh haq sirf tumney diya hai…..jab zamana bhi de dega, tab main tumhare kamrey mein reh loongi….aaj tho Harshini ke yahan hi chhod do warna sab ko shaq ho jaayega…." Riddhima squeezed Armaan's hand.

"I did not know that you had so much patience in you Mrs Mallik…." Armaan grinned.

"Patience nahin hoti tho tumhara itney din intezaar kaise karti?"

"You know Riddhima…..I hate to say this par hamari zindagi mein intezaar zyaada aur milan kam hoga…..mujhey pehli baar apni Navy ki job se nafrat ho rahi hai….tumhey chhodney ka bilkul mann nahin hai…" Armaan kissed her hand as he drove.

"Armaan…yadi tum Navy mein nahin hote tho hum milte kaise? Socho tho? I love the Indian Navy….aakhir mujhey apna prince charming wahan se hi mila hai…." Riddhima rested her head on his shoulder.

"Riddhima….abhi hamare aage sabse bada challenge pata hai kya hai?"

"Hmm…bolo…" she said dreamily

"Yeh jo KHAN aur KHAN-NA ke beech ka faasla hai na…..usey NA se HAAN mein badalnaa hai…." Armaan said philosophically.

"Tum socho is NA ko HAAN mein kaise badalna hai…mujhey apni sapno ki duniya mein rehney do…" Riddhima dozed off on his shoulder.

Armaan dropped Riddhima at Harshini's house. Every time she got off the car, he pulled her back and showered her with his kisses and hugs, "kyon jaa rahi ho….chalo na mere saath….pata nahin kal ho na ho…."

Riddhima caressed his face, "Captain tumhara tho kabhie dil nahin bharega…..aur yeh jaan lo ki yadi kal ho na ho, parson tho hamara hai…..no one can separate us….jao Good night!" she kissed him as Armaan sighed and drove off.

"Itni der kaise ho gayi Riddhima?" Harshini was worried.

"Tujhey kya….aakhir apne pati ke saath thi…" Riddhima gave her a hug and reassured her.

"Hmm….chal ab teri punishment yeh hai ki mujhey ek-ek detail bataa…." Harshini laughed as they went inside her house.

Armaan arrived home to find a very worried sister and mother anxiously waiting for him.

"sorry mama…..Navy ki party ek boat mein thi aur boat paani mein phans gayi….we all had to spend the whole day on a little island…." Armaan hugged his worried mom.

"Armaan…phone tho kar sakte the….jaante ho na mama ki halat….aur aaj bhai dooj bhi tha…..mama ko baar baar yeh lag raha tha ki aaj pehli baar bhai dooj nahin manaaya iss liye Armaan ko kuch ho na gaya ho!" Muskaan had tears in her eyes.

"Mama….aap bhi itni superstitious mat ho jaaya karo…..I was helpless…wahan se phone bhi tho nahin kar sakta tha….aaj tak aapke bete ko kuch hua hai kya jo ab hoga?" Armaan hugged both the worried women. He realized that they had gone through a lot of agony, but he did not feel guilty this time…..he owed that time to his love…..wo bhi tho apna sab kuch chhod kar mere liye yahan aayi hai……mama aur Muskaan tho kuch der mein sab bhool jaayengey, par Riddhima ke saath wo pal hamesha yaad rahengey….I would not trade those precious moments for anything or anyone in this world.

"Chalo bhai…bhai dooj ka teeka kar lo…phir so jao….kal tumhey bhi wapas jaana hai aur mere school bhi khul rahe hain…" Muskaan brought the thali of teeka close to Armaan.

"apne bhai ke liye kya maanga tuney?" Armaan teased her as he bent down to get the teeka on his forehead.

"Yahi…ki shaadi ke baad usey ek din bhi aaram na mile…uski biwi usey khoob sataaye…." Muskaan laughed.

Armaan smiled and thought, "Sataa tho bahut rahi hai wo…."

"Arrey bhai…lagta hai island par accha khaasa tan ho gaye ho…." Muskaan looked at his face.

"Poore din dhoop mein jo rehnaa padha….accha Riddhima kahan hai?" Armaan asked innocently.

"Wo apni saheli ke yahan se nahin aayi hai…I am sure she will be here tomorrow….tumhey see-off karne tho zaroor aayegi….." Muskaan said.

NEXT DAY:

Armaan was dressed in his uniform early in the morning and was packing his bags when he heard footsteps approaching his room, "Riddhima….ab main tumahri aahat se pehchaan leta hoon ki tum ho…" he hid behind his door.

Riddhima entered his room and saw his unpacked suitcase on the bed. She looked around, "Armaan! Armaan! Kahin bathroom mein tho nahin.." she had a mischievous look on her face as she tiptoed in the bathroom.

Armaan shut their bedroom door and grabbed Riddhima from behind, "kisey dhoond rahi ho? Thodi der pehle aati tho sach much bathroom mein hi milta…." He kissed her neck and cheeks from behind.

"Sorry…der ho gayi….bahut mushkil se taxi mili aaj….aaj koyi rally nikal rahi thi…saare raaste bandh the….I missed you.." Riddhima hugged him and started sobbing.

"Hey…Hey Mrs Mallik….no tears…Ok….main hamesha ke liye thode hi jaa raha hoon ….mere peeche ek bhi aansoo bahaaya na tho…tho…..!"

"tho kya kar loge….mere aansoo…..jab marji bahaa sakti hoon…." Riddhima grumbled

"Tho…..main wapas nahin aaoonga!" Armaan teased her.

"Mazaak mein bhi aisa mat kehna….." Riddhima covered his mouth with her fingers as her eyes got moist.

"Hey…I am sorry….theek hai aisa mazaak nahin karoonga….OK maximum 6 to 8 weeks bas…then I will be back….they have promised me my next assignment in Mumbai…" he kissed her hands.

"That is too long….main kaise rahoongi itne din?"

"Waise hi jaise ab tak 21 saal kaate hain…"

"Lekin jo khushi in 5 dino mein mujhey mili hai wo kabhie 21 saalon mein nahin mili…." Riddhima said softly.

"Yadi pehle aisi khushi milti tho problem ho jaati….tab mujhey ek na- baalig ladki ko bhagaaney ke jurm mein jail ho jaati…." Armaan tried to lighten up the atmosphere.

"Ok promise you will call me everyday…" Riddhima crushed his well-ironed shirt.

"Sorry Riddhima, ship se call karna itna aasaan nahin hai….I may be able to call once a week or so….lekin we do have internet connection on the ship….we can chat on yahoo messenger!"

"Ok….main waise bhi kuch din ke liye Hussain chachu ke yahan jaa rahi hoon….Ramzan wahin se karoongi…..I have a computer there…..promise you will go online everyday…." She said as she wiped her tears.

"I will do my best….you know I don't make any false promises…." Armaan kissed her and held her in a tight embrace for some time.

Armaan's Navy Jeep arrived shortly as he took leave from his family. His heart ached for Riddhima as he could tell that she had been crying all night. He had always looked forward to his assignments at various ports, but today he wanted to stay back…..he wanted his flight to get cancelled…..his jeep to get a flat tire…..he wanted to re live the last 5 days again and again……and never go back.

Riddhima, Muskaan and Naina wiped their tears and got back inside.

"Arre…Riddhima tum bhi bahut tanned lag rahi ho….kahan thi kal?" Muskaan caught Riddhima unaware.

"Oh…wo…Harshini ke saath kal Juhu beach chali gayi thi…" Riddhima lied. For the first time, Riddhima felt bad about lying to Muskaan and Naina. They trusted her so much- would they still believe in her once they found out the truth?

Muskaan found it a little odd that Riddhima and Armaan seemed so much in love and were so comfortable with each other, almost like they had known each other for ages! "Pata nahin kyon aisa lagta hai ki yeh ek doosre ko pehle se jaante hain….warne 3-4 din ki mulaqat mein hi itna pyaar kaise ho gaya…Riddhima ko dekh kar lagta hai ki wo raat bhar jaise Armaan ke gham mein roti rahi ho….kya raaz hai?"

Riddhima went upstairs to get ready for her school. Her tears flowed endlessly as she showered and changed into her salwaar kameez. She remembered her promise to Armaan and wiped her tears. She had no idea she would miss Armaan so terribly.

Her mind was very restless; there was only one way she could get some inner peace. She sat down on the floor and closed her eyes to say her Namaaz. Even though, she did not pray regularly, but whenever she needed inner strength she knew her khuda would be there to help her….whenever she felt alone or weak, Allah was there to give her strength.

When Riddhima came down, she saw Naina in the puja ghar offering some prayers.
"Riddhima….beti idhar aao….Armaan jab bhi ghar se jaata hai na, tab mein yeh khaas puja karti hoon…aao mere saath thodi der baith jao….tum bhi seekh lo yeh puja kyunki aage chalkar tho tumhey hi karni hai…." Naina held Riddhima's hand into the puja ghar.

"Mama…main school jaa rahi hoon….arre mama…aap Riddhima ko bhi jaane do….aapki puja tho hoti rahegi…iss bechaari ko kyon apna jaisa banaa rahi ho?" Muskaan tried to get Riddhima out of the puja as she knew that her mother could get very involved in her rituals and Riddhima would get late for her school.

"Ab Riddhima ghar ki bahu ban ne jaa rahi hai…..hamare reeti riwaaz tho isi ko aage chalaane hai na…" Naina said

"Mama…America mein yeh sab nahin karte….let her go….you can be so adamant sometimes…" Muskaan took her purse and car keys and left for work.

Riddhima had no choice but to accompany her future mother-in-law in the puja ghar.

Riddhima was very quiet and torn inside the rest of the day.

"Main yeh kya kar rahi hoon?….Armaan please jaldi wapas aa jao….mujhsey ab aur jhooth nahin bola jaata….," she remembered how Naina had taught her all the rituals for the special puja today- she knew that Naina had her son's best interest in mind and this puja was done for Armaan's safety and well-being, "par jhooth ka sahara le kar main apne wajood se bhi aur in logon se bhi na-insaafi kar rahi hoon….ya khuda mujhey is gunaah se baksh de!" she prayed in her mind.
PART 29:

"Auntie…main kuch dino ke liye apne chacha ke yahan rehney jaa rahi hoon," Riddhima said to Naina the day before Ramzan.

"Pehle tho tu mujhey antie bolna bandh kar….ab main bhi teri maa hoon…" Naina stroked Riddhima's head affectionately.

"OK…MAMA!….main aap se milney din mein aa jaaya karoongi…school tho paas mein hi hai na" Riddhima said

"Theek hai lunch roz mere saath hi karna…"

Riddhima's face fell, "Oh…mama…pata nahin main kitney baje aa sakoongi….schedule par depend karta hai….please don't wait for me….main sirf aap se milne aaoongi…" Riddhima hugged Naina as she left.

"Koi baat nahin…tera khaana hamesha ban kar tayyar rahega….jab marzi ho kha lena…" Naina saw her off the door.

Hussain Ali and his wife were happy to have Riddhima back, "accha hua tu aa gayi beti….pata hai kuch hi dino mein Aamir bhi aane waala hai…." Hussain (imagine Suryabhan as hussain and Damini as his wife) said.

Riddhima was taken aback, "Aamir? Wo kyon aa rahey hain?"

"Aakhir mera bhateeja hai….bahut saalon baad aa raha hai….ho sakta hai Eid par Javed aur Ammi jaan bhi aa jaayein…" Hussain beamed

"Sach Chachu! Aapi aur Abbu bhi aa rahe hain?" Riddhima was delighted.

"Kitney saal ho gaye Javed ko….dekhney ko aankhein taras gayi hain…" Hussain said nostalgically. Of course, he did not mention the real reason- they were all coming to fix Aamir and Riddhima's engagement. Javed was convinced that Riddhima would not be able to say no to the Ali's as she had spent so much time with them in Mumbai.

Riddhima thought, "Eid par main apna sabse keemti tohfa Abbu se maang loongi….Eid ke din wo mujhey kabhie na nahin kahengey," she danced all the way back to her room.

The next day, she started her fast from dawn to sunset. She ate Sehri early in the morning; she was not a morning person and just ate a few dates as a ritual. Riddhima made sure she was home before sunset and participated in Iftaar with the Ali's. They would often go to the mosque later to offer their prayers. Riddhima visited Naina at least once a day. So far, she had managed to divert Naina's attention away from offering her food or drink in the day. Riddhima felt guilty, as during the holy month of Ramzan, one is supposed to abstain from anything sinful-like drinking, smoking, stealing and LYING. She would always have a reason, "main khaakar aayi hoon….mujhey bhookh nahin hai…," in her mind she was always able to justify her statements.

Riddhima and Armaan managed to chat online every other day or so. Riddhima promptly informed him of her dad's impending arrival.

"Princess…apna khayal rakhna..kahin fast karte karte behosh mat ho jaana…" Armaan typed

"Jab hosh mein hi nahin hoon tho behosh kaise ho jaaoongi.." she typed back.

"Jab main wapas aa jaaoonga, tab zaroor hosh mein rehna…..it is not fun making love to a behosh girl!"

Riddhima laughed as she kept reading Armaan's remarks.

"Kya hua beti? Koi joke padh rahi ho?" Ali Chachi came to her room.

Riddhima startled and turned the monitor towards herself, "haan chachi….aap kaise aayi?"

"Main yeh kehne aayi thi ki Aamir aaj shaam ko aa raha hai…aaj Iftaar tak pahunch jaayega wo….jaldi tayyar ho jaana aaj…" Ali chachi left after dropping the bombshell.

"Hey princess kahan ho?" Armaan typed

"Chachi aayi thi…aaj Aamir aa raha hai…" she typed

"Oh! The suitable boy!" Armaan typed

"Mazaak mat karo.." she typed

"OK..OK….you can be friends with him..don't be nasty to him….after all he is coming for you…"

"tumhey kaise pata?"

"Itni door se yahan ghaas charne tho nahin aayega…"

"NOT FUNNY!"

"Ok…Ok…sorry…Got to go…luv ya!" he signed off.

Riddhima kissed the computer monitor, "Love you too!"

Riddhima wore a light green salwaar kameez and was ready to receive Aamir. She would try her best to be cordial, just as Armaan had suggested. She thought, "Armaan main tumharey kehney par Aamir se dosti tho kar loongi….but I don't want him to have any wrong ideas…..main sirf tumhari hoon Armaan…bas tumhari…chahey yeh zamaana maane ya na maane…" her conviction about her love had grown stronger, especially now that they had both accepted each other completely- body, heart and soul…...

Aamir was dressed in his business suit; looked like he had just come from a meeting rather than a 16 hr flight!

"Salaam-waalequm chacha…. Salaam-waalequm chachi….," he politely greeted his aunt and uncle. He turned to Riddhima and was pleasantly surprised to see her in a salwaar kameez, 'Aadaab Riddhima…kaisi hain aap…..aapki training kaisi jaa rahi hai?"

"Aadab…..aap ki meherbaani hai…sab theek chal raha hai…" she gently bowed.

Riddhima noticed that Aamir was a shy person and hardly even looked at her during their meal. He was most comfortable with his uncle, with whom he could talk about business and finance effortlessly. She thought, "kitna boring aadmi hai…..I bet he must have been good at math!"

After Iftaar, the whole family sat around in the backyard and chatted. Riddhima was restless, as she did not enjoy the business talk between Aamir and Ali Chachu. Ali chachi was a devoted wife and just nodded and shook her head as the two men dominated the conversation.

Just as Riddhima thought she was dozing off, something caught her attention.

"Chacha…aapko politics mein kaisa lag raha hai…." Aamir asked.

"Aasaan nahin hai…especially when you are a minority in this country….but I am trying my best….in fact jab Javed bhai aayengey, I am going to invite a lot of politicians and business men, I want Javed to move back to Mumbai….yahan bahut opportunities hain…." Hussain Ali said.

Riddhima was excited to hear that Hussain chacha would try to convince her dad to move back. That was the best news she had heard in a long time.

"Chacha…ek baat bataaiye…….Javed uncle US gaye kyon the?" Aamir asked

"Theek se tho nahin pata, par kuch ishq-wishq ka chakkar tha…apne Abbu se kuch khat pat ho gayi thi kisi ladki ke chakkar mein….Javed bhai ko tho jaante hi ho…ek baar zidd aa gayi, tho bas apni mann maani hi karte hain…." Hussain said

Riddhima tried to interrupt; she wanted to know more, but before she could say anything, Ali chachi pressed her hand and gestured her to stay quiet.

Riddhima was curious and could not stay quiet, "tho iska matlab Abbu kisi aur se pyaar karte the? Meri Ammi se nahin?"

Hussain realized what he had just said. He corrected himself, "arre…aisi koyi baat nahin hai Riddhima……jawaani ke josh mein hum kabhie kabhie galat kaam karr lete hain…iska matlab yeh nahin ki wo sahi hai….tumhare Abbu ne tumhari ammi se bahut pyaar kiya tha…..tumhari Ammi bahut acchi thi aur tumhare Abbu se bahut pyaar karti thi…."

"Lekin chachu….wo mere Abbu ka pehla pyaar nahin thi…haina?" Riddhima asked

"Beti….yeh gayi guzri baatein hai…..bhool jao inhey…." Ali chachi tried to console Riddhima.

"Aap jaante hai chachu wo kaun thi?" Riddhima persisted.

"NAHIN!" Hussain chacha finally raised his voice, "RIDDHIMA tum hadh se zyaada bahar jaa rahi ho…..jao apne kamrey mein jao….Aamir chalo hum study mein chalte hain…."

Riddhima was not satisfied. She hated being treated like a little kid by everyone. She was old enough to understand these issues; she felt she had a right to know about her father's past. She was determined to find out.

She went upstairs and was still upset about the incident in the backyard. She said her night prayers and was about to retire for the night, when she saw Armaan online. She had to talk to him….

"Armaan, tumhey ek zaroori baat bataani hai…" Riddhima typed

"Finally you are here….kahin Aamir mian se zyaada guftgoo tho nahin ho gayi.." he typed

"haan…bahut zyaada guftgoo ho gayi…balki main unsey nikaah bhi kar rahi hoon…" she typed angrily.

"Hey…pehle mujhey talaq dena hoga…" he typed

"Jao…de diya…." She typed

"main nahin manta….tum chahe talaq de do…main tho nahin doonga…." He teased her back

"chipkoo" she laughed as she typed. Armaan always had a way of lifting her spirits

"Yup! I am a chipkoo…in fact I wish I could chipko RIGHT NOW!" he typed back

"Aaj mujhey Abbu ka ek raaz pataa chala…" she became serious

"tho yeh baat hai…..iss liye Mrs Mallik ka paara thoda high hai…" he typed

Riddhima smiled as she thought, 'tum computer se bhi mera haal jaan lete ho…..I love you Armaan!"

"I know….Iknow…." he typed

"What do u know?" she was surprised

"that u love me…" he typed

"how do u know what I was thinking about that.." Riddhima typed

"Jab bhi tum itna badha pause leti ho….main samajh jaata hoon…."

"You are full of yourself…" she typed

"Wrong! I am full of you …"

Riddhima blushed and typed, "Abbu ka raaz….wo kisi aur se pyaar karte the….meri Ammi se tho sirf shaadi ki thi…iss liye wo America chale gaye..'

"Good news! You should celebrate…it means your Abbu believes in love….hamara kaam aasaan ho jaayega…." He typed

"You think so…"

"Of course….wo Eid par aa rahe hai na….tell him the truth…"

"yadi nahin maane tho.?"

"Tho keh dena ki tum bhi bhaag jaaogi unki tarah…."

"I don't believe this…tum mujhey bhaag ne ko keh rahe ho…."

"Kyunki bhaag kar tum mere paas hi tho aaogi….aur kahan jaaogi…" he typed

"itna aitbaar hai mujhpar…." She typed

"khud se bhi zyaada…." He typed back

"MISS YOU….A LOT!" she said trying to hide her tears

"Ro kyon rahi ho?" he typed back
"tumhey kaise pata?" she wiped her tears and typed

"when ever you type in BOLD….I know u r upset….meri baat yaad hai na…no crying…" he typed

"I can't promise….." she typed.

" Miss u too! OK got to go…BTW we will be sailing towards Sumatra islands in Indonesia next week…internet connection may not be gr8, phone ka bhi bharosa nahin hai……Luv ya!" He signed off.

Riddhima stared at the screen for some time; she was really missing Armaan. She got up and decided to call her Aapi. She had to talk to someone, there was a lot of turmoil inside her…..Armaan was not there, she was feeling more and more guilty about her lies to his family, Aamir here….and now this revelation about her father's past…..Aapi was the only one who could comfort her…..
Edited by moonkmh.... - 10 years ago

PART 30:

"Salaam-waalequm Aapi! Main Riddhima…" Riddhima called Aapi after her chat session with Armaan.

"Waalequm-salaam beti….bahut dino baad phone aaya hai tera….sab theek hai na?" Aapi said on the other line

"Aapi….aap sab logon ki bahut yaad aa rahi hai…dai jaan kaisi hain? Abbu kaise hain? Pehli baar ghar se bahar Ramzan kar rahi hoon…..bahut miss kar rahi hoon aap sab ko…" Riddhima sounded tearful

"Armaan wapas chala gaya kya?" Aapi guessed the real reason for Riddhima's grief.

"Aapko kaise pata Aapi?" Riddhima sobbed

"Aakhir tujhey bachpan se jaanti hoon……jab itney din tera phone nahin aaya tha tho main samajh gayi thi ki zaroor Armaan se mulaqat ho gayi hogi…..yeh bataa usney apney pyaar ka izhaar kiya ya nahin?" Aapi asked affectionately.

Riddhima nodded her head and started laughing tearfully, "Aapi….hum ek doosrey ko bahut chahte hain…..shaadi bhi karna chahte hain, lekin sabki manzoori se….aap sab kab aa rahe hain?"

"Bas Eid se 1-2 din pehle pahunchengey…..tu apne Abbu se baat kar lena tab….wo tujhey bahut miss karta hai aaj kal…..pehle se Javed bahut naram ho gaya hai…..shayad tujhey kho dene ka darr uske andar baith gaya hai….." Aapi reassured her.

"Aapi…ek baat batao…."

"Bolo…"

"Kya Ammi, Abbu ke saath khush thi?"

There was a dead silence on the line. "Aapi….mere sawaal ka jawab do Aapi…..kya Ammi khush thi?"

"Beta…bas itna jaanti hoon ki wo tere Abbu ke saath dukhi nahin thi…." Aapi said solemnly.

"Tho khush nahin thi! Aapi…lekin kyon? Kya Abbu kisi aur se pyaar karte the?" Riddhima persisted

"Riddhima…yeh sab kya keh rahi hai tu? Meri samajh mein kuch nahin aa raha…ab Mumbai mein bahut raat ho rahi hogi…jaa so jaa….shabba khair…" Aapi wished her goodnight and hung up.

Riddhima was trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together; she remembered that few months before her mother passed away, she hardly interacted with anyone. Riddhima did not recall spending much time with her mother; it was Aapi in India and then Daijaan in the US, who had always been her main caretaker. Over the years, Riddhima had held a grudge against her mother for not being there for her, but now the picture was clear- her mother was unhappy in a love-less marriage- main apni zindagi ka yeh haal nahin hone doongi…..I will not marry without love…Abbu aap yeh theek tarah se samajh lein…..Aamir se main pyaar nahin karti….Armaan ke bina main apni zindagi apni Ammi ki tarah nahin jee sakti…..

TWO DAYS BEFORE EID:

Javed, Aapi and Daijaan all arrived in Mumbai. Riddhima and Aamir received them at the airport. Javed was happy to see Tahzeeb and Aamir together. He thought, "kya haseen jodi banaayee hai khuda ne….."

Over the last few days, Riddhima and Aamir had become good friends. Riddhima realized that Aamir was not that shy and boring when he was not around grown-ups. He liked to portray an image of a shy, courteous and respectful boy when he was around elders. When Riddhima and he were alone, he was more outgoing and forthcoming. He was well read and could converse on any topic. She was pleasantly surprised to see that he was quite mature and open minded in his thinking. He had dated several girls in the US, but was clear that he would marry a muslim girl from a decent family. Thankfully, he never mentioned that he was interested in Riddhima, never made a pass or even tried to touch her, although Riddhima could tell by the way he checked her out that he was attracted to her. Somehow, she was not flattered by that-sirf Armaan ko haq hai mujhey aise dekhney ka…..

Riddhima would often go out to the mosque with Aamir for evening prayers when Hussain chachu and chachi could not accompany them. She felt comfortable with him, like one would with a friend, but not secure and carefree like she did when she was with Armaan. 
Armaan always made her feel special; she felt like a princess when he was around…he was her prince charming….her lover….her protector…..her friend……he made her laugh….he made her cry……he was everything to her….. and no one could ever take his place in her life……

Riddhima was thrilled to see her family; even though Armaan's family and Hussain chacha had all been very hospitable so far, she realized that her own family would always hold a special place in her life.

After settling down at the Ali's, Javed came to Riddhima's room, "kaisi hai meri beti?" he hugged her as she was desperately waiting for Armaan to get online.

"OH..Abbu….main salaamat hoon….aap kaise hain?" Riddhima returned his hug.

Javed sat down next to her, "beti…main chahta hoon tu jaldi wapas ghar aa ja…tere bina ghar bahut suna lagta hai…."

"Abbu…abhi meri music training poori nahin huyi hai…aur…aur…" she hesitated.

"Aur kya beti?"

"Main…mujhey Mumbai bahut pasand hai….main yahin settle hona chahti hoon….yahan music academy mein mujhey kayi recording companies ke offers bhi aaye hain …." She continued, revealing half the truth.

"Riddhima! Yeh kya keh rahi ho tum? Main chahta hoon tum Aamir se shaadi kar lo aur wahin New York mein mere paas hi kahin raho….aakhir tum wahin ki ho…Mumbai mein tumhara kaun hai?"

Riddhima was almost about to tell him the truth, when she saw a pop-up on her screen "Armaan is now online" She desperately wanted to chat with him. Javed got up and said firmly, "RIDDHIMA! Main tumhey wapas New York le jaana chahta hoon…yeh Mumbai ki hawa tumhare liye theek nahin hai….Eid ke din tumhari Aamir se sagaai hogi..BAS…end of discussion!" he walked off a little upset.

Riddhima was stunned; she wanted to talk to Javed, but first had to chat with Armaan

"Hi princess…kaisi ho?"

"Abbu yahan aa gaye hain…." She typed

"GOOD! Kuch baat huyi?" Armaan typed

"Nahin…wo Eid par meri sagaai karna chahte hain…"

"Main itni jaldi tho nahi aa sakta…only my muslim colleagues get Eid holiday…"

"Armaan! Wo Aamir se meri sagaai karna chahte hain…."

"Main……" Armaan 's message was still incomplete.

Riddhima waited for his reply, but looked like he was no longer online now, 'uffo…yeh computers bhi na…."

A dejected Riddhima went to her father's room, "Abbu…I need to talk to you…"

Javed was checking the stock quotes on wall street, "Hmm…bolo.."

"Abbu…yeh bahut zaroori baat hai …please pay attention…" Riddhima sat down next to him
"Ok..OK..bolo"

"Abbu….I love someone else….Main Aamir se sagaai nahin kar sakti…"

Javed was stunned; he could never imagine that his little girl would be bold enough to say something like this to him, "WHAT NONSENSE RIDDHIMA?"

Riddhima got up, trying to muster some courage, "Yes Abbu…We both love each other a lot…..I cannot marry anyone else…"

Javed took a deep breath, "so that is why you want to stay back in Mumbai.."

"Jee Abbu….aap ek baar us se mil lee jiye…you will really like him…"

"Kya karta hai wo?" Javed kept grilling her

"Wo Indian Navy mein officer hai…"

"Navy mein? Tum usey kaise mili?"

"Abbu…jab mein ghar se bhaagi thi tab wo mujhey cruise par mila tha…" she spoke softly

"OH! Tho yeh silsila puraana hai…Mumbai issi liye aai thi tum?" Javed raised his voice and glared at her.

Riddhima lowered her eyes, as she saw her father's eyes were burning with anger.

Riddhima closed her eyes and said, "Haan….main issi liye aayi thi yahan…"

"Kya naam hai uska…kaisi family ka hai…kitna kamaata hai?" Javed showered her with his concerns

Riddhima turned away, unable to meet her father's rage, "Armaan…Captain Armaan Mallik….uski ek bahen aur maa hai….mujhey nahin pataa wo kitna kamaata hai….maine Armaan se pyaar kiya hai uske paycheck se nahin"

"Besharam ladki…apne Abbu ko pagal samajh thi hai…kya main jaanta nahin ki Indian defence forces kya pay karti hain? Uski ek mahine ki salary mein tho tere kapde bhi nahin aayenge….aur kya naam bataaya…Armaan Mallik? HINDU! Jaanti ho Riddhima, iss se badha gunah koi nahin hoga ki ek acchae ghar ki muslim ladki ek non-muslim se shaadi kare…tum ne tho quran padhi hai na…..namaaz bhi kehti ho roz….ramzaan mein rozae bhi rakhti ho…phir yeh khayal bhi kaise aaya tumhey? Main aisa hargis nahin hone doonga!" Javed was trembling in anger now.

Riddhima turned around to face him, she was surprised at herself-she somehow managed to muster courage to talk back to her father, "Abbu…aap kuch nahin kar sakte…..humney shaadi kar lee hai…"

"Shaadi? Kaisi shaadi? Ek hindu ki muslim se shaadi kaise ho sakti hai?" Javed asked

"Humney court marriage kar lee hai Abbu.." she said

"Court? Pagal ho tum Riddhima…tum tho Indian citizen bhi nahin ho….this court marriage means nothing…tumhara paagalpan hai….just wake up and remind yourself who you are….you are Riddhima Khan, daughter of Javed Khan…..kisi hindu se shaadi nahin hone doonga…haan yadi tumhara Armaan Islam mein convert hona chahta hai, tab main soch sakta hoon…"

"Hargis nahin Abbu…main Armaan ko aisa karne ke liye kabhie nahin keh sakti…." Riddhima was firm

"THEN FORGET ARMAAN MALLIK…YOU MUST MARRY AAMIR ALI….THAT'S IT!"

Riddhima looked at her dad, 'Abbu…aapne kaha forget Armaan Mallik!….aap jaante hain ki bhoolna itna aasaan nahin hota….kya aap apney pyaar ko kabhie bhool paaye hain?"

Javed was stunned, "Kya keh rahi ho tum? Tum….tumhari Ammi ko guzrey kitne saal ho gaye…m…main usey kaise bhool sakta hoon?"he stuttered.

"main Ammi ki baat nahin kar rahi Abbu….main us pyaar ki baat kar rahi hoon jo aapka kabhie ho na sakaa…..kya aap kabhie usey bhula paaye hain? Kya aap nahin jaante ki ek baar pyaar karke, aap kisi aur ko waisa pyaar nahin de sakey…..aap bhi jaante hain ki Ammi aakhir taq us pyaar ke liye taras thi rahi……kya aap chahte hain ki aapki eklauti ladki bhi apni Ammi ki tarah ghut ghut kar mar jaaye? Boliye Abbu!" Riddhima raised her voice.

Javed could feel his eyes getting moist, "Riddhima…tum hadh se zyaada bole jaa rahi ho…..aisa kuch bhi nahin hai….main tumsey aur argue nahin karna chahta….tum jao yahan se….Ramzan mein mujhey gussa mat dilao…..go to bed now……but remember you will get engaged on Eid….main Hussain se vaada kar chukka hoon…."

"Main bhi Armaan se vaada kar chuki hoon Abbu….dekhtey hain kiska vaada zyaada mazboot hai….GOOD NIGHT ABBU!"

Riddhima walked out. Riddhima knew she had not exactly been respectful to her dad, but she had no regrets-she had spoken the truth and suddenly she felt as if a weight had been lifted off her….she did not feel any turmoil inside her…she was at peace….she had spoken her mind and there was no going back…
PART 31:

Javed could not believe what had just happened. His little girl, his innocent and obedient princess had suddenly grown up! "Wo kaise kisi se pyaar kar sakti hai? Mainey usey kitne naazon se paala hai…kabhie zindagi mein koi kami nahi aane di….phir yeh ghar ke saare asool thod kar….wo ek Hindu se…..why is history playing such a dirty game with me once again?……main aisa nahin kar sakta…." Javed hid his face in his hands and sat on his bed.

He felt a hand on his shoulder, "Javed! Kya baat hai? Apni beti ke sawaalon ka jawaab nahin de paa rahe?"

"Ammi! Aap yahan kya kar rahi hain?" he got up and looked at his mother.

"Maine teri aur Riddhima ki baatein sun li hain…..kyon kar raha hai aisa? Wo theek kehti hai…..tere Abbu aur main shayad itney samajhdaar nahin the…..yadi hote tho aaj itihaas kuch aur hi hota……meri aankein tho pehle hi khul gayi thi….tu ab der nahin kar….apni bacchi ke dil ki baat maan le….." Aapi tried to reason with him.

"Nahin! Hargis nahin Ammi….mainey apni zubaan de rakhi hai……main peeche nahin hath sakta…..yeh Riddhima ki naadaani hai…..wo samajh jaayegi dheere dheere….aap jaanti hain main kisi Hindu ka yakeen nahin karta…..main Riddhima ki zindagi kharaab nahin kar sakta…" Javed was adamant

"Wo hi tho tu karne ja raha hai…..main uss ladke se mil chuki hoon….bahut accha ladka hai….yadi wo nahin hota tho aaj shayad Riddhima bhi nahin hoti….cruise par Armaan ne hi Riddhima ko sahi raasta dikhaaya tha…apni jaan par khelkar uski jaan bacchaayi thi…..Riddhima tho shayad tere paas wapas bhi nahin jaati yadi Armaan ne nahin kaha hota…." Aapi raised her voice.

"Ammi…behtar yahi hoga ki aap is maamle mein kuch na bolein…..Riddhima sirf meri zimmedaari hai…..aap kya jaane uske liye kya sahi hai aur kya nahin…." Javed left the room in anger.

EID CELEBRATIONS:

Eid was celebrated with a lot of festivity at the Ali's residence. The celebrations started early in the morning. There were special halwais from all over the city; they cooked special meals for the day. The aroma of delicious food woke Riddhima early in the morning. Ramzan was over and now it was time to feast, meet friends, dress up, put mehndi…..

Riddhima wished Armaan were here to share her favorite festival with her, just as she was there with him on Diwali.

Riddhima almost forgot her conversation with her father and she ran to his room , 'Eid mubarak Abbu!"

Javed was surprised to see a chirpy Riddhima-just like she always was on Eid. He thought, "lagta hai raat ki baat shayad samajh aa gayi usey….chalo accha hai samajhdaar ladki hai…"

Little did he know that Riddhima was more convinced about her love for Armaan than she ever was-she had no fear now! She had expressed her desire in front of her dad, the person she was most fearful of-now there was no going back…

Ali chachi and some other women from the neighborhood were all getting mehndi applied on their palms. Riddhima joined them gleefully and looked at the beautiful decoration on her hands.

"bibi…rang tho bahut gehra chadhaa hai aapki mehndi ka…zaroor aapko bahut pyaar karne waale shauhar milenge…" one of the ladies teased her.

Riddhima blushed and covered her face with her hands. Aamir was watching her from a distance and blushed himself.

"Beta….aaj shaam ko hamare yahan bahut badhi eid ki party hai….maine kayi politicians aur important businessmen ko bulaya hai….I want you to be my strength…OK" Hussain said to Aamir, "aur haan…ek raaz ki baat…aaj shaam ko main aur javed mian tumhari aur Riddhima ki sagaai announce karengey….tayyar rehna…."

Aamir just blushed at the last comment; he had started liking Riddhima a lot. He did not interact with her much in the US, but in Mumbai he had come to know that she was a very kind and warm person, she was very religious and followed muslim traditions well. Even though he had dated a lot of girls in the US, he wanted to marry a traditional muslim girl. Riddhima looked so pure and innocent-"I bet she is still a virgin," he thought, "fresh and tender just for me!"

Riddhima, Aapi , Daijaan and Ali Chachi all went to the masjid in the morning to offer their prayers. They went around to distribute sweets and wish their friends and neighbors "Eid mubarak"

Riddhima really wanted to go and meet Muskaan and Naina. She asked aapi about her dilemma.

Aapi as usual was very supportive, "beti..tera mann kar raha hai tho zaroor ja…..yeh mithai bhi le jaa…"

Riddhima was dressed in a beautiful magenta lehnga (imagine mahi on her engagement day) with her hair slightly curled, but open.

"Namastey mama…aap kaisi hain?" she greeted Naina at the door

"Arre Riddhima…aaj bahut pyaari lag rahi hai….koi khaas baat hai kya….?" Naina asked

"Haan mama…wo…wo aaj meri ek saheli ki shaadi hai…bas iss liye tayyar huyi thi…aapki bahut yaad aa rahi thi…" she hugged her and closed her eyes as she softly wished her "Eid mubarak"

"Yeh mithai khaaiye….yeh hamare ghar ka khaas halwa hai…." Riddhima offered the mithai to Naina.

"Arre..yeh tho Karachi halwa hai….yeh..yeh tho khaas eid ke din banta hai na?" Naina's expression became a little serious.

Riddhima was worried, 'Oh..wo..mama….hamare yahan ka halwai sab mithai banaata hai….mujhey yeh bahut pasand hai…."

"pasand tho mujhey bhi bahut tha ….par beti maine meetha khaana chhod diya hai…..koi baat nahin tu hi khaa le meri taraf se…" Naina tried to make Riddhima feel better.

"Muskaan kahan hai? Aaj bhi school gayi hai kya?" Riddhima asked

"Aaj tho chutti hai….shayad bazaar gayi hai….aa mere paas baith , kitne din ho gaye tujh se theek se baat bhi nahin huyi……yeh bataa Armaan ne tujhe phone kiya ya nahin?" Naina asked her to sit down.

"nahin mama…ek baar bhi phone nahin kiya…main bahut naraaz hoon…." Riddhima frowned, but soon broke out into her typical smile, "mama…wo computer par mujhsey baat karta hai…almost daily…par kal se baat nahin huyi…shayad unki ship kahin door sail kar rahi hai…." Riddhima hugged Naina.

"Beti teri mehndi ka rang tho bahut gehraa hai…..kyon nahin hoga?…main jaanti hoon Armaan tera kitna diwaana hai…" Naina said affectionately.

After spending a few hours with Naina, Riddhima went back to the Ali's residence. She was disappointed that she could not meet Muskaan.

She was surprised to see a number of guests in the backyard and living room.

"Chachi…yeh sab log?"

"Beti…har saal tere chacha bahut badhi party karte hain Eid par…." Chachi said

Riddhima was least interested in the party and decided to go upstairs, hoping to catch Armaan online.

"RIDDHIMA! Kahan jaa rahi ho?" Javed yelled from behind

"Abbu…main apne kamrey mein jaa rahi hoon…" she hesitated

"Neeche aao…main kuch logon se tumhey milwaana chahta hoon…." Javed dragged her downstairs with him.

SIMULTANEOUSLY AT MALLIK HOUSEHOLD:

Muskaan came home huffing and puffing.

"kya hua beti…itni ghabraayi huyi kyon hai?" Naina asked

"Mama…TV on karo…remote kahan hai?" Muskaan turned the TV on

"ABHI ABHI KHABAR MILI HAI KI INDIAN NAVY KA EK SHIP JO ANDAMAN SE SUMATRA KI TARAF JAA RAHA THA AAG KA SHIKAAR HO GAYA HAI…..SHIP SE CONTACT TOOT CHUKA HAI….KISI BHI NAVY OFFICER KI BACHNEY KI UMEED KAM HAI…..BUREAU REPORT….."

Muskaan and Naina were shocked

"Nahin!…mere bete ko kuch nahin ho sakta….yeh gaket report hai….." Naina started sobbing

Muskaan hugged naina, "mama…abhi kuch nahin keh sakte…Armaan ko kuch nahin hoga….mujhey Riddhima ko phone karna chahiye…"

Muskaan tried to call Riddhima on her cell, but Riddhima's cell was in her purse and she could barely hear anything with the background noise of the party.

Muskaan had to reach Riddhima, she did not want Riddhima to hear the news and panic. Muskaan was confident that Armaan would be fine and she wanted to reassure Riddhima about that.

Muskaan called the music academy for Riddhima's address.

"sorry ma'am…yahan Riddhima sharma naam ki koi student nahin hai…." She was told

Muskaan could not believe her ears, "mama…aap yahin thehro…main abhi aayi…"

AT THE ACADEMY

Muskaan got the same answer there, 'sorry…riddhima Sharma naam ki koi student nahin hai…."

Just as she was about to leave, she saw a group photograph of some students from a recent function, 'yeh kaun hai?" she asked pointing to Riddhima's photograph

"Yeh! Oh yeh tho bahut acchi singer hain…inka naam Riddhima Khan hai…"

"RIDDHIMA KHAN! Yeh kya keh rahe ho tum? Are you sure?" she asked the manager

"Of course Ms Mallik…after all, she is our star student…inhe kaun nahin jaanta…aaj Eid hai iss liye school nahin aayi…"

"Please give me her address…" Muskaan was in a shock, but she wanted to confront the truth herself

She arrived at the Ali's mansion. The house was beautifully decorated with lights and candles everywhere.

She managed to sneak in when the darbaan was not looking

She peeked into the living room, where she saw Riddhima with a middle aged man, probably her father, and a number of guests. She saw Riddhima wishing everyone "Eid mubarak"

Muskaan was mortified, "Itna badha dhokha!…..bhai tere saath is ladki ne kitna badha dhokha kiya hai…aur mama…aapke pavitra ghar mein ek muslim…..chi chi…yeh kya ho gaya…." Muskaan, although not as religious as her mom, had heard many times over the years that Muslims were not supposed to enter a Hindu household-they were considered inauspicious!

Muskaan was about to leave when she heard an announcement, "Ladies and Gentlemen! Eid ke mubarak mauke par main ek badhi announcement karna chahta hoon…main apne ek laute bhatije, Aamir ali ki sagaai, apne aziz dost, Javed Khan ki beti, Riddhima se karna chahta hoon…main chahta hoon ki wo dono aaj ek doosre ko anghooti pehnaa de…" Hussain Ali announced

Muskaan could not take it anymore; she ran as fast as she could. Her face was covered with tears, "bhai…..yeh tere saath kya hua?…."

Muskaan returned home to find Naina glued to the TV, "beti….abhi bhi koi officer zinda nahin mila hai….mera Armaan…" she started sobbing loudly in Muskaan's arms. Muskaan did not have the courage to tell her mom about Riddhima and her deception.

AT ALI'S RESIDENCE:

Riddhima and Aapi were stunned at the announcement. Riddhima gave a dirty look to Javed and then to Hussain chacha.

Javed came forward and whispered softly, "Riddhima…main koi tamasha nahin chahta…chup chap sagaai kar lo….."

Riddhima looked at her father with burning eyes, "Abbu…aap sab jaante hain…phir bhi….maine aap se kal hi keh diya tha….."

"Arre….Riddhima beti ….aage aao…..Aamir intezaar kar raha hai…" ali chachi pulled Riddhima by her hand.

Riddhima reluctantly came and stood next to Aamir and looked at him. He was standing with a ring in his hand and eyes on the floor. She looked around to see a number of anxious faces in the crowd. They were all awaiting the exchange of rings to happen any moment.

Riddhima stood still and did not give her hand to Aamir.

Aamir looked at her and politely nodded his head, as if requesting to hold her hand.

Riddhima did not budge and clasped her hands together.

"Riddhima! Main intezaar kar raha hoon!" Aamir clenched his teeth and Riddhima could tell that Mr Shy-in-public-but really Mr chauvinistic was actually upset at being stood up by a woman. He was expecting Riddhima to surrender herself completely and offer her hand to him.

"Beti…haath aage badhao…." Hussain chacha nudged her.

"MERI SHAADI HO CHUKI HAI!" Riddhima said loudly and left the podium, leaving everyone shocked and stunned!

Aapi followed Riddhima and put her arm around Riddhima, "beti…..mujhey naaz hai apni beti par……kaash sab apne pyaar ke liye aisa kar sakte…..jeeti raho beti…."
PART 32:

Riddhima went to her room, still furious at her dad and Hussain chacha. She packed her bags as she wiped her tears.

"Kahan jaa rahi hai beti?" Aapi followed her

"Aapi….main apne ghar ja rahi hoon…..yeh mera ghar nahin hai…aur na hi mere ghar waale hain…." Riddhima sobbed angrily.

"Aise nahin kehte beti….thode din mein sab samajh jaayenge…..thoda intezaar kar…."

"Nahin Aapi….main Armaan ke ghar jaa rahi hoon…wo hi mera ghar hai…main Armaan ki patni hoon, aur ab wahin rahoongi…." Riddhima said firmly and walked off.

Aapi knew that there was no point in stopping Riddhima at this point. She had not succeeded in stopping her son years ago, and she would not be able to stop his daughter either.

Riddhima sneaked out of the house and took a cab.

Most of the guests had started leaving. The Ali's and Javed were still in a state of shock and disbelief.

"Javed….mujhey teri beti se yeh umeed nahin thi…..kitni be-izzati huyi hai meri sabke saamne….. jaanta hai tu?" Hussain was furious.

"Hussain…yeh meri galti hai….mujhey usey Mumbai nahin bhejna chahiye tha…..US mein wo meri nazron ke saamne rehti thi….yahan pata nahin kya hua….tum logon ko bhi shaq nahin hua?" Javed enquired

"Wo yahi kehti thi ki music school ke hostel mein rehti thi….humein kya pata tha ki wo peeche se kisi se shaadi kar rahi hai…" Ali chachi said

"Chacha….main kal hi wapas US jaa raha hoon….aap ke kehney par main yahan aaya tha…mujhey Riddhima pasand hai, par yadi usney kisi aur se shaadi kar li hai, tho main nikaah ki baat soch bhi nahin sakta…..I have never felt so humiliated in my life….and that too by a WOMAN!" Aamir expressed his anger and went to his room.

Javed was humiliated himself- "Iss ladki ne mujhey kahin mooh dekhaaney laayak nahin chhoda…..," he glared at Aapi, "Ammi….aap ne hi usey sikhaya hai bagawat karna….warna wo mera hamesha kehna maanti thi…."

"Apne dil se poonch Javed…..kis ne sikhaaya hai usey? Tu bhi apne Abbu jaisa bantaa ja raha hai…..tujhey tho Riddhima ke dil ki halat samajh ni chahiye….tujh se behtar kaun samajh sakta hai?" Aapi also left the room.

Javed just stood there frozen- " kiska saath doon…..jaanta hoon Riddhima apni jagah theek hai, par duniya ko kya samjhaaoon…I have failed in my responsibilities……main Riddhima ka khayal nahin rakh paaya mere Allah!"

IN THE TAXI:

The ride to Armaan's house seemed never ending…Riddhima was anxious to reach her house.

"Driver….zara radio tez karna!" she heard something on the radio which alerted her

"Jee madam…" the driver turned up the volume.

"Indian Navy Commander ka kehna hai ki is ship ki aag lagney se bahut buri halat ho gayi hai…..at this point it looks like there are no survivors…..once again….Indian navy ship sailing off the coast of Andaman has met with a terrible disaster…..speculation is rife whether this was an act of terrorism or just an unfortunate accident.."

Riddhima started trembling, "driver…driver….yeh kya keh rahe hain?"

"madam….aaj poore din saare channels par yahi news hai…."

They reached Armaan's house.

Riddhima paid for the cab and ran to the door.

KNOCK KNOCK! She could not find her key as her hands were still trembling.

The door finally opened.

"Muskaan! Yeh kya keh rahe hain?" Riddhima tried to walk inside, but Muskaan blocked her way.

Riddhima was startled, "Muskaan? Kya hua…Armaan theek hai na?" her tears were flowing down her tender cheeks.

"Tum yahin ruk jao….." Muskaan said firmly.

Riddhima was startled by Muskaan's behavior; she looked around, "Mama? Yeh kya hua?"

Naina saw Riddhima at the door, "beti…aaja Riddhima…yeh dekh tho sahi…yeh kya keh rahe hain Armaan ki ship ke baare mein…." Naina was weeping

"Mama….yeh andar nahin aayegi!" Muskaan blocked Riddhima's path, "yeh Riddhima nahin…balki ek dhokebaaz muslim ladki RIDDHIMA hai!" Muskaan finally revealed the secret to Naina.

Naina was shocked, "Riddhima? Nahin Muskaan tujh se galti huyi hai…yeh tho meri pyaari beti Riddhima hai…" Naina came to her defence.

Riddhima could not meet their eyes, "Nahin mama…Muskaan theek keh rahi hai….mera naam Riddhima hai……mainey aap logon se jhooth bola tha…" she said softly.

Naina could not believe her ears. This was the second time in her life that she had been fooled so badly, "kya kaha…Riddhima!…Oh ab samajh aaya ….NIKAL JAA MERE GHAR SE! Hey bhagwan mujhsey itna badha paap ho gaya jo maine ek muslim ladki ko apne ghar rehney diya……." she pointed towards the door.

Riddhima pleaded, "Please…..aap log meri baat suniye…..Armaan aur main ek doosrey se bahut pyaar karte hain…..main Mumbai sirf Armaan ke liye aayi thi…..aap logon ko dhokha dena mera iraada nahin tha…wo tho…wo tho…" her voice was breaking up and she could not complete her sentence.

Naina came forward and slapped Riddhima, "GET OUT! RIGHT NOW! MERE BETE KO BHI KHAA GAYI….chali jaa yahan se…tere kadam hi iss ghar ke liye ashubh hain….."

"Nahin mama! Aisa mat kariye….aap log hi mera sab kuch hain…." Riddhima fell on Naina's feet

"Apni jhoothi zuban se mera naam mat le…..humein apni shakal kabhie mat dikhaana…." Naina moved away.

Riddhima folded her hands and begged, "Lekin Armaan aur meri shaadi ho chuki hai…yahi mera ghar hai…"

"Yeh natak bhi kahin aur jaakar karna….aaj hi sagaai huyi hai teri…ab mere bhai se shaadi ka natak kar rahi hai….shayad bhai ko bhagwan ne issi liye…..," Muskaan started sobbing, "chali jao yahan se Riddhima khan! Yeh tumhara ghar nahin hai….kyon peeche padhi ho hamaare….tum tho ek ameer ghar ki beti ho na?….hamare paas kuch nahin hai…LEAVE US ALONE!" Muskaan pulled Riddhima with her wrist and pushed her out the door.

"Muskaan…..Armaan sab jaanta hai….please uska intezaar kar lo….main jaanti hoon Armaan ko kuch nahin hua hai….wo zaroor wapas aayega…" Riddhima pleaded again.

Muskaan shut the door on Riddhima's face!

Riddhima was heart broken. She kneeled down outside the door and sobbed incessantly.
Song in background as Riddhima wailed outside Armaan's door

"tu hi bata zindagi" from "armaan"

http://www.dishant.com/album/armaan.html

Tu Hi Bata Zindagi
Jo Bhi Hua Kyon Hua
Khoi Hai Kyon Har Khushi
Kiski Lagi Bad-Dua
Tu Hi Bata Zindagi
Jo Bhi Hua Kyon Hua
Khoi Hai Kyon Har Khushi
Kiski Lagi Bad-Dua
Kise Kise Jawab Do
Bhuja Bhuja Yeh Dil Hai Kyon
Kya Main Kahoon Bikhra Kyon Sapna Mera
Tu Hi Bata Zindagi
Jo Bhi Hua Kyon Hua
Khoi Hai Kyon Har Khushi
Kiski Lagi Bad-Dua

She finally got up and hailed a taxi, "please Indian Navy ke office chaliye…"

As the cab drove towards the Navy base in Mumbai, Riddhima wiped her tears, "Khuda…tu mere saath Eid ke din itni na-insaafi nahin kar sakta….mere pyaar ko kuch nahin hua hai…..Armaan ko salaamat rakhna khuda!" she closed her eyes and said her prayers.


AT THA NAVY BASE IN MUMBAI:

There were a lot of cars, press and police at the premises.

"Lagta hai press conference ho rahi hai…." She said to herself

She managed to squeeze through the crowd and tried to listen to the Commander on the stage.

"We have not found a reason for this disaster….the search for survivors is still on….," he said

Then they projected some images of the burnt ship and some dead bodies being hauled from the ship. That gruesome sight nauseated Riddhima, she felt a knot in her stomach. Riddhima felt light headed and before she realized, she had collapsed on the ground.

HOSPITAL BED:

Riddhima opened her eyes cautiously on the hospital bed and saw Aapi sitting next to her, "A..Api….A..Armaan….Armaan ka ship….mera Armaan…kahan hai Armaan!," she cried loudly and tried to get up.

"jaanti hoon beti……tu leti reh yahan par…." Aapi comforted Riddhima

"main yahan kaise aayi?" Riddhima remembered the press conference, but could not recall anything else.

The doctor came in, "Hello Ms Khan….I am Dr Garewal….kaisi hain aap?"

"Doctor….mujhey yahan se jaana hai…..please mujhey jaane dee jiye…" she tried to get up but felt light headed again

"Please Ms Khan…take it easy…aisi halat mein kabhie kabhie kamzori aa jaati hai…" Dr Garewal (imagine Nishant as Dr Garewal) said.

"kya hua hai mujhey?" Riddhima asked

Dr Garewal looked at Aapi, "aap inki relative hain?"

"Jee..." Aapi replied

"Well….Ms Khan…congratulations…..you are pregnant..it is very early…just about 6 weeks or so…" Dr Garewal smiled

Riddhima could not hold her tears. She smiled through her tears, "Aapi…Aapi…aap ne suna…..main maa ban ne waali hoon…Armaan is going to be a father…."

Aapi looked worried and came and sat next to Riddhima, "beti…yeh tuney kya kiya? Ek baar shaadi tho ho jaati…."

"Aapi….aap bhi mera yakeen nahin kar rahi…hamari shaadi ho gayi hai….Armaan ko ab wapas aana hi hoga…..," Riddhima touched her stomach lightly, as she felt Armaan's presence inside her.

Javed, who was waiting outside till now, came inside, "Riddhima….kaisi hai beti….mujhey pata chala Navy ship ke baare mein….ab tho tu Armaan ko bhool ja….wo ab wapas nahin aayega…"

Riddhima gave a stern look at her dad, "Abbu….Armaan wapas aa chuka hai….wo mere andar hai…mere bacche ke roop mein mere saath hai….."

Javed could not believe what he just heard, "What nonsense! Ammi…yeh ladki pagal ho gayi hai…."

"Nahin Javed…yeh sach keh rahi hai….yeh Armaan ke bacche ki maa ban ne waali hai…." Aapi said

Javed clenched his jaw and flared his nostrils, "Riddhima….aaj se maine tujhey apni har cheez se bedakhal kiya…..I am ashamed of myself….I have failed to take good care of you…..main wapas jaa raha hoon…….ab mujhey apni shakal kabhie mat dikhaana…." Javed was very hurt and left in a fury. He was not sure if had done the right thing by abandoning his daughter when she needed him the most, but a good muslim father could not accept his unwed daughter as a mother of child and that too borne by a Hindu!

Riddhima was discharged the next day. She did not want to go back to the Ali's; she could not go back to Armaan's house.

"Aapi…main apni dost Harshini ke yahan chali jaati hoon…aap Aabu ke saath wapas US chale jaaiye….main Mumbai chhodkar kahin nahin jaa sakti…." Riddhima said

"Nahin beti…yaad hai maine kaha tha ki jab tujhe meri zaroorat hogi tab main tere saath hi rahoongi….ab wo mauka aa gaya hai….hamara purana ghar abhi bhi Mumbai mein hai…kitne saalon se bandh padha hai…..ab hum dono wahin rahengey….." Aapi hugged Riddhima.

Riddhima and Aapi established their little household in no time. Aapi had some savings in her account; that was enough for sustenance. Riddhima had to give up her luxurious life style and they both learned to live modestly.

Riddhima stayed in touch with the Navy and kept tab of any news on Armaan. She was even tempted to go to Andaman, but Aapi had manged to hold her back, "abhi tera dhyaan vacche ki taraf hona chahiye.."

Javed went back to New York. Daijaan stayed back in Mumbai and went to live with her brother, who still lived in Mumbai. Javed found himself very lonely in New York. He lost interest in his work and craved for his family, "Riddhima…pata nahin kis halat mein hogi meri bacchi…shukr hai Ammi uske saath hi hain…," but his pride prevented him from contacting her or helping her through these trying times.

Riddhima had decided to keep a positive attitude during her pregnancy. She was confident that Armaan would come back one day, "Armaan…tum kehte the na ki yadi mainey aansoo bahaaye tho tum wapas nahin aaogey…..main vaada karti hoon ki jab taq tum mere paas wapas nahin aa jaate, main ek bhi aansoo nahin bahaaoongi…."

Riddhima continued to go to the Academy for her music classes. Music was like chicken soup for her wounded heart. She had become more religious than ever and made sure she said her Namaaz 5 times a day. She also started visiting the local Hindu temple every Tuesday, as she wanted her child to be exposed to both religions.

Muskaan and Naina continued to live with the hope that Armaan would come back one day. The Navy had still not located his body. Divers had discovered a lot of bodies so far, but there was no sign of Armaan. They were told, 'ya tho wo buri tarah jal gaya tha, ya koi jaanwar usey nigal gaya….ya phir humein abhi taq mila nahin hai…I am sorry Ms Mallik, for all practical purposes we should assume he is dead!"

Naina had stopped responding to her chemotherapy as well as she did in the past. The doctors were again talking about a possible bone marrow transplant.

Muskaan was very bitter about everything these days. Naina was convinced that it was Riddhima's 'manhoos kadam' which were responsible for the calamity in their house.

The Ali's had broken off all relationship with Javed and his family. Aamir had married a muslim girl in the US and was happy with her.

Shabbir and Harshini visited Riddhima regularly also. Shabbir and Harshini had started liking each other since they had helped Armaan and Riddhima get married. Shabbir, being a muslim himself had to convince his own parents about marrying a Hindu, but to his surprise they did not oppose at all. Harshini's parents had also relented for the sake of their daughter's happiness.

NINE MONTHS LATER:

Riddhima had graduated from the music academy with flying colors. She had multiple offers from recording companies, "main delivery ke baad kaam shuru karoongi…" she had told all the producers.

Riddhima was in the hospital for her delivery. Dr Garewal was also there. Over the past few months, he had become good friends with Riddhima. He was practically a big brother to Riddhima. Dr Garewal was a widower himself and had a little 5-year old daughter, Sara. She was very fond of Riddhima and Aapi. She was excited to see "Riddhima bua" in the hospital as she was told that a little brother was on his way.

"Congratulations Mrs Mallik…aapke ladka hua hai…" the nurse brought a cute little bundle to Riddhima.

Riddhima almost had tears of joy, but wiped them quickly as she remembered her promise to herself. She held her baby close to her heart and said a quiet prayer. She kissed the baby as he tried to open his eyes, "dekho Aapi….iski aanhein bilkul Armaan jaisi hain…."

Aapi took the baby and admired his cute features, "pata nahin kyon…par bahut jaana pehchaana sa chehra lagta hai….," she tried to find a resemblance to someone familiar as she checked out the baby.

"Mrs Mallik…baby ka naam kya rakha hai?" the nurse asked as she filled out the birth certificate.

Riddhima was about to say the name she had though of, when she heard a familiar voice say, "RIDDHAN! Is bacche ka naam Riddhan hai sister!" It was Javed.

Riddhima was delighted to see her father, but soon realized what he had just done. She had picked out a name for her son too- Prateek

"Nahin sister, iska naam Prateek hai" she intervened.

Aapi saw that the father and daughter were still at loggerheads.

Javed and Riddhima stared at each other without saying anything.

Riddhima finally had a tender look on her face as she held her son, "sister iska naam Riddhan Prateek kha…" she was about to say his full name when Javed interrupted, "Riddhan Prateek Khan…"

Riddhima interrupted and completed his sentence, "Khan-na hai sister!"

The nurse was confused as she looked back and forth at the father and daughter. They both were not going to budge.

Aapi finally said, "Sister…is bacche ka naam RIDDHAN PRATEEK MALLIK hai!"
PART 33:

Riddhima stayed in the hospital for a few more days. Aapi helped take care of Riddhan while they were there. The moment Javed held Riddhan in his arms, he knew his life had changed forever. He had tears in his eyes, "kitna khubsoorat baccha hai yeh…..bilkul apni maa jaisa…" he stroked Riddhima's head, "mubarak ho beti…Allah mian tum dono ko bahut khush rakhe…"

This was the first time in her life that Riddhima had felt sorry for her father. She realized that he was a lonely man. He could not marry the woman he loved, he married into a loveless marriage, and then his only daughter deserted him for a stranger! Now that she was a parent herself, she could see things from her father's perspective.

"Shayad hum apne maa-baap ki kadar tab hi karte hain jab khud maa-baap ban jaate hain," she thought.

"Abbu…main jaanti hoon aap Mumbai sirf meri wajah se aaye hain….mujhey naaz hai aap par," Riddhima held her father's hand.

"Beti…main US mein sab kuch bech kar yahan aa gaya hoon….main ab retired life jeena chahta hoon…apne Riddhan ke saath baaki zindagi guzaarna chahta hoon…." Javed said softly.

Aapi came and hugged Javed, "Ya Allah! Tere dar par der hai andher nahin khuda….aaj mere parivar ko phir ek kar diya….ab bas Riddhima ki dua bhi sun le khuda tho Armaan bhi wapas aa jaaye…"

"Kya Armaan ka abhi bhi kuch pata nahin chala?" Javed asked

"Nahin Abbu….." Tahzeeb said sadly.

"Waise Riddhima tere aage poori zindagi rakhi hai…aur ab Riddhan bhi hai….tu chaahe tho main ek accha ladka dhoond sakta hoon tere liye…ab Armaan ka wapas aana tho mushkil hi lagta hai…" Javed assumed his role of a protective dad again

"ABBU! Please! Yadi aap hamare saath Mumbai mein rahengey tho promise kee jiye ki kabhie mari doosri shaadi ki baat nahin karengey…main Armaan ka intezaar poori zindagi karne ko tayyar hoon…." Riddhima was irritated by her father's suggestion.

"Lo! Baap-beti kuch der mile nahin aur ladai phir shuroo…" Aapi intervened, "ab Riddhan ke saamne tho ladhna band karo tum dono…kya seekhega wo badaa ho kar.."

Javed smiled and nodded his head, "Accha Riddhima yeh batao….ladai se mujhey yaad aaya…tumney Farhaan naam kaise accept kar liya? Tum tho usey Prateek bulana chahti thi na.."

"Abbu! Yeh haq hai aapka…aap uskey nana hain….jab aapne usey apna samajh liya hai, mere liye wo hi kaafi hai….naam ka kya hai…mere liye jaise Riddhan, waise hi Prateek….bas surname Mallik hona chahiye kyunki wo mere BETE KA HAQ hai!" Tahzeeb squeezed her father's hand.

Javed was pleased to see that his daughter had suddenly "grown up"-she was so much more mature in her thinking- "shayad meri parchai se hath kar Riddhima mein yeh change aaya hai….."

Dr Rahul Garewal (Nishant's character) and his daughter, Sarah (Sur's character) came to visit the new mother and son.

"Ale..ale…kitna pyarra baccha hai…" Rahul said as he picked up Riddhan, "hello uncle…main Dr Garewal hoon…yeh meri beti sarah hai…" he introduced himself to Javed.

"Hello beta…tumney meri beti ki bahut help ki hai…bahut bahut shukriya…" Javed shook hands with the doctor.

"Arre…nahin nahin…Riddhima tho meri choti nahen jaisi hai…ab dekhiye na Sarah ko bhi bua aur ek chota bhai mil gaya…" Rahul said politely.

"Bua…main Riddhan ko godh mein le loon?" Sarah asked innocently. Riddhima smiled and helped Sarah hold little Riddhan.

NEXT FEW MONTHS:

The next few months went by in a breeze. Riddhima was pre occupied with Riddhan's care. Riddhan was a handful and loved to climb and pull everything on himself. He looked so innocent, but his actions were very mischievous. Riddhima would shake her head and think, "bilkul Armaan jaisa hai….bahar se shareef, andar se poora badmaash!"

His grandfather and great grandmother doted on him.
"Aap sab mere bete ko bigaad doge…." Riddhima would complain from time to time, but was happy for her son, as so many people loved him.

Riddhima kept in touch with the Navy and Naina's doctors regularly. She had started recording for a few music companies. She had found a reliable source in the human resources department in the Navy and convinced them to add part of her earnings to Armaan's pension account. She wanted to keep this anonymous, as she knew Naina and Muskaan would never accept help from her. Muskaan was pleasantly surprised that Armaan's pension was more than enough for their day-to-day expenses and her mother's medical expenses.

Riddhima found out that Naina was not doing so well and her cancer had relapsed after a period of remission.

Riddhima was fortunate to have Dr Garewal as a confidant. He knew Naina's oncologist very well and reported her progress to Riddhima regularly.

One day, he gave her some sad news, "Riddhima…Naina ji ka cancer ab chemotherapy or radiation se control nahin ho raha hai….Dr Tripathi kehte hain ki bone marrow transplant is her only chance….you know how expensive it is….."

"Rahul bhai…aap please Dr Tripathi ko keh deejiye ki paise ki chinta na karein…maine aaj hi ek recording company ke saath contract sign kiya hai…..they have given me a nice fat sign up bonus….aap bas yeh kehna ki ek charity se yeh paise aaye hain…please don't mention any name…aap tho sab jaante hain…" Riddhima squeezed Rahul's hand.

"Riddhima…you are an amazing woman…..tumhey un logon ne kya kuch nahin kaha…apne ghar se bahar nikaal diya, aur tum phir bhi unki kitni help karti ho…." Rahul Garewal patted her shoulder.

"Rahul bhai…they are family….kya hua yadi Armaan abhi nahin hai yahan….main tho hoon na…." Riddhima smiled and left the hospital. Riddhima never asked Javed for any financial help. She took it upon herself as her responsibility towards her husband's family. In fact, she never mentioned to anyone except Dr Garewal that she was helping Naina and Muskaan financially

Muskaan was surprised that the hospital had approved Naina for a bone marrow transplant and that too free of charge. "Mama…lagta hai aapki puja paath ka koi tho asar hua…bhagwan ne kisi farishtey ko bhej diya hai aapke ilaaj ke liye…" Muskaan laughed as she informed Naina of the good news.

"Muskaan…main tho bas iss liye zinda rehna chahti hoon ki shayad ek din Armaan wapas aa jaaye….tere bhi haath peele kar doon…phir tho bas cancer se maroon ya budhaape se, mujhey koi gham nahin hai…" Naina sighed.

After her bone marrow transplant went off successfully, Muskaan took a few days off from her work and helped her mother. Muskaan had a hard time sitting still. Her hands were always itching to do some work. "mama…main aaj kal kaam par tho jaa nahin rahi, soch rahi hoon aapki puraani closets saaf kar doon…"

Muskaan was quiet the handy woman-she climbed on a ladder and started sorting out the shelves in Naina's closet.

Muskaan was surprised that her mother had collected so much junk over the years, "mama…yeh kitni purani purani kitabein hain….let me throw some away…." Muskaan was sitting on the ladder.

"Nahin….don't throw anything beta…bas jhaad kar sab waise hi rakh de…" Naina ordered

"OK…mom….accha hai main aur bhai safai pasand hai, warna is ghar mein kitna koodha ho jaaye…" Muskaan curiously looked at her mom's books and collection. She came across a photograph of her mother receiving some awards in her college, "arre mama…aapko college mein yeh awards kab mile the…aur kis liye? Yeh kaun hai aapke saath….bahut dekha hua sa lag raha hai…." She pointed at the picture.

"Oh…yeh mujhey music show mein first prize mila tha…."

"aur jo aapke saath khade hain…inhey bhi tho prize mila tha…kaun hai yeh?….jaani pehchaani si shakal lag rahi hai…"

"MUSKAAN! Zyaada sawaal mat kar, aur chup chap photo rakh de," Naina became pale all of a sudden

"Mama…aap theek hai na? Kya hua? Kuch dawa chahiye…paani?" Muskaan got down from the ladder, but the photograph was still in her hand. She kept the photo down next to the bed and went to the kitchen to get some water.

Naina looked at the photograph and tried to hide her tears, "aaj kis haal mein chhod gaye ho mujhey…..yadi mere pita aur tumhare Abbu maan jaate, tho aaj zindagi kuch aur hi hoti…kitne prize jeete the hum dono ne….college ke number 1 duo kehte the sab humein…ab tho mainey bhi gaana chhod diya hai….pata nahin tum abhi bhi gaate ho ya nahin? " Naina heard Muskaan's footsteps and hid the photograph in her drawer quickly.

"yeh lee jiye mama….chalo let me finish up my work.." Muskaan climbed the ladder again.

"Muskaan main chahti hoon ki tere liye ek accha ladka dhoond loon tho teri shaado kar doon…" Naina tried to distract her mind from the photograph and her memories.

Muskaan kept quiet, as she had recently started liking someone. Of course, it was one-sided as far as she could tell, as he was already married and had a daughter in her class. He was such a gentleman and so good looking. He was really good with his daughter but she had never seen his wife in school, "ho sakta hai wo divorced ho…lekin sabse badhi problem hai ki wo Muslim hai…Dr Rahul Garewal! Kitna accha naam hai….uski beti Sarah kitna pyaar karti hai mujhsey….mujhey tho aisa sochna bhi nahin chahiye….Riddhima ke haadse ke baad tho mama kisi muslim par vishwaas nahin karengi…..aur mama kitni religious hain….she will never agree to this…I should stop dreaming about him…..I don't know why but I have a feeling he likes me too….the way he talks to me…stays there after school, just to say hello to me…hospital mein bhi mama ko dekhney kitni baar aaye the….kuch tho hai…" Muskaan kept mumbling to herself as she cleaned her mom's closet.

RIDDHIMA'S FIRST MAJOR RECORDING:

Riddhima was rehearsing day and night for her first solo album. Javed had started enjoying accompanying her to the recordings. Riddhima was surprised as her dad had always shunned music and never even listened to a CD or radio when they lived abroad. One day she caught him humming a song, "abbu…aap itna accha gaate hain….yeh mujhey nahin maloom tha…aap kyun nahin gaate?"

"Gaata tha…ek zamaane mein bahut gaata tha…par wo sab choot gaya…." He sounded nostalgic.

"Abbu…kya jis se aap pyaar karte the…wo bhi gaati thi?" Riddhima asked point blank

Javed just looked away and said, "beti….puraani baatein kyon karti ho?"

"Iss liye Abbu….kyunki aapki khushi kahin abhi bhi puraani baaton mein chupi huyi hai….aap ko main force nahin karoongi…..par aapko apne dil ki baat sun ni chahiye….yeh mainey Armaan aur Aapi se seekha hai Abbu….once you start listening to your heart, you will never feel guilty about being happy in life.…" Riddhima went back to the recording studio.

"beti…tum theek kehti ho…you are so right…." Javed thought. Just then aapi and Riddhan joined them at the studio, "aaja mera baccha….nana tujhey bahut miss kar rahe hain…"

After her recording, Riddhima sat down with the marketing agent.

"Madam…aapko album ke liye kaunsa cover zyaada pasand hai?" Pande, the marketing manager asked.

Javed also joined them. He was not too thrilled to see Riddhima's name on the albums, "yeh….Riddhima tumhara naam aise …..sab jagah….. mujhey accha nahin lag raha…."

"kyon Abbu?…jab mera naam Riddhima hai tho album par doosra naam thode hi likhenge…"

"Aisa nahin ho sakta ki tum koi doosre naam se gaana gaao…ek acche ghar ki muslim ladki ka naam aise album par….I am not too happy about that…" The over-protective dad in Javed spoke again

Riddhima smiled; she had learnt to pick her battles with her dad. She knew that it was difficult to change her dad at this age, and he had a point- a different name would give her anonymity, in case Muskaan and Naina ever figured out the source of Armaan's pension!

She pondered a little and then said, "Pande ji….how about TANYA! It is a very secular name…..does not belong to any one group……and would go well with the image of a young singer!"

"OK TANYA IT IS!" Pande was all excited and picked his files.

"Congratulations Ms Tanya….welcome to the world of professional music!" Javed beamed and hugged his daughter.

As they all stepped out to leave, they saw a street singer sing this beautiful song from my current favorite album "Ta Ra Rum Pum"- song is 'saayiyan ve" It conveys what Riddhima is going through- how she is pulling her life together, not only for herself but also for her loved ones.

http://ww.smashits.com/index.cfm?Page=Audi...ks&AlbumID=6238

Ik Banjaara Iktaare Par Kabse Gaave
Jeevan Hai Ik Dor Dor Uljhe Hi Jaave
Aasani Se Girhe Kulti Nahin Hai
Mann Vo Hatila Hai Jo
Phir Bhi Suljhaave
Raahi Ka To Kaam Hai
Chalta Hai Jaave
Saaiyaan Ve Saaiyaan Ve Sun Sun Saaiyaan Ve
Saaiyaan Ve Saaiyaan Ve
Tinka Tinka Chidiya Laave
Aise Apna Ghar Woh Banaave
Zarra Zarra Tu Bhi Jod Ke Ik Gharonda Bana
Boond, Boond Hai Banta Saagar
Dhaga Dhaga Banti Chaadar
Dheere Dheere Tun Hi Tu Bhi Apna Jeevan Saja
Seenchta Hai Yahaan Jo Bagiya Ko
Wohi Phool Bhi Paave
Raahi Ka To Kaam Hai
Chalta Hi Jaave
Saaiyaan Ve Saaiyaan Ve Sun Sun Saaiyaan Ve
Saaiyaan Ve Saaiyaan Ve
Din Hai Parbat Jaise Bhaari
Raatein Bojhol Bojhol Saari
Tu Yeh Sochta Hai Raah Kaise Aasaan Ho
Saari Anjhaani Hai Raahein
Jin Mein Dhoondein Teri Nigaahein
Koi Aisa Pal Jo Aaj Ya Kal Meherbaan Ho
Ghoomein Kab Se Dagar Dagar Tu
Mann Ko Yeh Samjaave
Raahi Ka To Kaam Hai
Chalta Hi Jaave
Saaiyaan Ve Saaiyaan Ve Sun Sun Saaiyaan Ve
Saaiyaan Ve Saaiyaan Ve
Ik Banjaara Iktaare Par Kabse Gaave
Jeevan Hai Ik Dor Dor Uljhe Hi Jaave
Aasani Se Girhe Kulti Nahin Hai
Mann Vo Hatila Hai Jo
Phir Bhi Suljhaave
Raahi Ka To Kaam Hai
Chalta Hai Jaave
Saaiyaan Ve Saaiyaan Ve Sun Sun Saaiyaan Ve
Saaiyaan Ve Saaiyaan Ve -
PART 34:

4 YEARS AFTER RIDDHAN'S BIRTH:

I just wanted to update you on what is going on in everyone's life

Harshini and Shabbir had moved to Calcutta where Shabbir set up his law practice. Shabbir had lost touch with Armaan's family as Naina never approved their friendship.

Soul Music Academy had shut down as they ran into some management and financial crisis

Muskaan and Dr Rahul Garewal are seriously seeing each other but Muskaan is frightened to say anything to her mom about her relationship.

Naina was finally in remission from her cancer since her successful bone marrow transplant. She has become more religious now and has started assuming the role of a Hindu leader like her father was. She interacts with a lot of fanatic followers and is becoming more and more like her father.

Riddhima's contact with some of the Navy officers has diminished as most of them have gotten transferred or retired. She hardly gets any news about Armaan. Even the human resources contact is no longer there, so she is not able to help Naina and Muskaan financially.

RIDDHIMA'S LIFE:

Riddhima a.k.a Tanya in professional music circles is a famous playback and stage singer now. Riddhima stays busy with her career, which includes several stage shows, national and world tours. She has at least a half a dozen hit albums under her belt. Her earnings over the last year have surpassed all expectations. Javed and Aapi live with her. Javed handles her business and also advises some other rich businessmen on how to invest their money. Aapi 's health has deteriorated over the last couple of years. She takes care of Riddhan when Riddhima is at work and spends a large chunk of her time with religious activities and charity.

Riddhan is a prankster and always has a trick up his sleeve. He drives his nana and Aapi (he addresses her the same way as Riddhima does) nuts! The servants in the house are always trying to please him and running around him. Riddhan is basically spoilt and only listens to his mom.

"Aapi…main soch rahi hoon ki is badmaash ko school bhejna shuru kar dein…..kuch tho seekhega school mein….warna yahan tho hum logon ka imtehan hi leta rehta hai…" Riddhima pinched Riddhan's cheeks and cuddled him in her lap.

"itna chota baccha! Nahin nahin….mere Riddhan ko kuch din aur ghar rehney do…" Javed insisted.

"Nahin Riddhima theek keh rahi hai…Riddhan ko school bhejna zaroori hai…" Aapi defended Riddhima.

Riddhan was accepted at one of the prestigious preschools in Mumbai. Riddhan was not too happy as school meant discipline and following instructions. He always had a reason to skip school.

One day he threw a tantrum, "main nahin jaaoonga school….mujhey school accha nahin lagta!"

Riddhima intervened and took him in her lap, "Kya baat hai beta? School kyon nahin jaaoge?"

"Wahan sab bacche mujhey tease karte hain ki mere na koi Abbu hai, na daddy, na papa….kyon Ammi? Kahan hai mere Abbu….aapke Abbu bhi tho hain….mere kyon nahin hai?"

Riddhima was taken aback by his questions, "Nahin beta….tumhare papa bhi hain….wo bahut door gaye hain kaam se….ek din zaroor aayenge…." She could feel her tears welling up but over the years she had learnt to suppress them as she had promised Armaan.

"Nahin mujhey apne papa chahiye! Abhi isi waqt….kaise lagte hain mere papa.?" Riddhan started crying.

Riddhima went to her closet and pulled out an envelope. She had kept their cruise photograph very securely; that was their only photograph together she still had. She never displayed it, as every time she saw the picture, she would get too emotional and not able to function. She decided to show it to Riddhan today, "yeh dekho beta…yeh hain tumhare papa…"

Riddhan's eyes lit up at seeing his dad's picture, "yeh mere papa hain? Main bhi inki tarah aisi cap aur white uniform pehnoonga…..aap kehti hai na wo bad guys se fight karte hain? Main bhi badha ho kar bad guys ki dhishum dhishum karoonga!" Farhen was excited and kissed his dad's picture. Riddhima found herself getting overwhelmed again; she got up and sat at the piano in her room.

She played and sang this beautiful song; "ta ra ra rum" from "Tara rum pum"

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Ho Agar Kabhi Koi Gham To
Bilkul Na Tum Ghabrana
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Bas Rahe Yakeen Yeh Tumko
Khushiyon Ko To Hai Aana
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Raat Hai To Savera Bhi Hoga
Hai Safar To Basera Bhi Hoga
Gham Ke Aage Muskurake Gaayein Hum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Zindagi Mein Koi Bhi Kami Ho
Palkon Pe Jo Zara Bhi Nami Ho
Aansoon Na Bahaana Tum
Dukh Na Uthana Tum
Haar Na Jaana Duniya Se
Darna Kabhi Na Tum
Rehna Na Gumsum
Hanske Bataana Duniya Se
Aayenge Phir Se
Dun Khushiyon Ke
Badlega Yeh Mausam
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Koi Aandhi Jo Aaye To Aaye
Dil Mein Hai Jo Diya Bujh Na Paaye
Kaali Kaali Raatein Ho
Chahe Jaisi Baatein Ho
Humko Hai Chalte Rehna
Jo Bhi Aaye Mushkil
Darre Nahin Kabhi Dil
Apna To Hai Yeh Kehna
Lamhe Bhar Ko Chhaaye Ghata To
Dhoop Na Ho Maddham
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Ho Agar Kabhi Koi Gham To
Bilkul Na Tum Ghabrana
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Bas Rahe Yakeen Yeh Tumko
Khushiyon Ko To Hai Aana
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Raat Hai To Savera Bhi Hoga
Hai Safar To Basera Bhi Hoga
Gham Ke Aage Muskurake Gaayein Hum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum
Ta Ra Ra Ra Rum
Ta Ra Rum Pum


Music was the best healer for her. Any time she was sad or nostalgic, she would divert her attention to music. That was probably one reason; she had become so popular in such a short time. She sang the most beautiful songs when she really missed Armaan. This song has been sung beautifully by none other than Shreya Ghoshal from 'Tara rum pum"

As Riddhan got more comfortable with school, Javed started getting anonymous phone calls from what sounded like extortionists- they had become a big nuisance in Mumbai. Riddhima's success meant that she was a prime target. The phone calls threatened to kidnap Riddhan if their demands were not met.

Javed was getting worried and with Riddhima's consent decided to talk to the Police department about hiring a bodyguard for little Riddhan. Even though one family member was always there with Riddhan, he was vulnerable to being kidnapped on his journey back and forth from school, or when he went for various after school activities.

Javed talked to the police commissioner about various possibilities.

"Hmm…Javed sahib….aap theek kehte hain….this is certainly a big nuisance in Mumbai….I think I can help…..we have created a special security department mainlyfor this purpose. We have a group of highly qualified officers, most of them have a background with our defence forces….so you will be in vary capable hands. This division has been created specially for the protection of celebrities like politicians, movie stars and other people in the limelight like Ms Tanya. In fact, we have a very capable officer, he just got off a case……let me call him…" the commissioner buzzed his receptionist, "Mary…zara Officer AK ko bula dena….."

"AK? Yeh kaisa naam hai?" Javed was amused.

"Well….for the sake of confidentiality, we just address them with their initials….wo aapke liye bhi AK hi hoga…..aap samajhte hai na?"

"Absolutley….this is just a professional relationship…..for all you know, we can call him 007!" they both laughed at that comment.

The door to the commissioner's office opened, "May I come in sir?" a tall handsome man with a deep voice in a khaki uniform stood there. Javed turned around and was pleased to see a well-built officer for his grandson's protection. As AK entered, he looked at Javed and smiled. Both Javed and AK felt a little tug in their heart, as if there was some familiarity.

The commissioner introduced them and explained the details of the case to AK. Javed left after he was assured that AK would join the next day.

After Javed left, AK asked, "Ms Tanya? Yeh tho koi famous singer hai na?"

"Haan…she has a beautiful voice…" the commissioner, who was a music buff, smiled.

"Kabhie suna nahin….may be now I will…." AK turned to leave

"Good luck Armaan!" the commissioner hollered from behind
PART 35:

ARMAAN MALLIK's RESIDENCE:

"Mama…..main kal se ek naya assignment join kar raha hoon…aapko kal mandir nahin le ja sakoonga…" Armaan said to Naina.

"Koi baat nahin beta…..mere bhajan sabha se koi na koi le jaayega mujhey…..jaanti hoon jab se tu wapas aaya hai soch raha hoga ki mama roz roz mandir le jaati hai…..bhagawan se kitni minnatein maangi thi tabhi tho tu wapas aaya hai….."

Armaan stiffened at her comment and thought, "ho sakta hai mama kisi ka pyaar hi mujhey wapas laaya ho…..yeh main hi jaanta hoon ki maut ke mooh se mujhey sirf Riddhima ka pyaar hi wapas laaya hai…."

"chup kyon hai beta? Jab se wapas aaya hai….teri personality hi badal gayi hai…..na hansta hai aur na hi mazaak karta hai…..ab tho 2 saal ho jaayengey tujhey wapas aaye…..meri baat maan aur shaadi kar le…..nayi zindagi shuru karega tho purani sab baatein bhool jaayega…." Naina said.

"MAMA! App baar baar mujhey shaadi ke liye nahin kahiye….aap ko kitni baar bataaoon ki main shaadi kar chukaa hoon!" Armaan lost his temper, something he seldom did before.

"Kaisi shaadi? Ek dhokebaaz ladki se? Jis ladki ne teri raah tak nahin dekhi aur kisi aur ameer zaade se shaadi kar li…us ladki ka kab tak intezaar karega tu?" Naina shouted back.

"Zindagi bhar! Uski galti nahin hai yadi usney apna ghar kisi aur ke saath basaa liya hai….aakhir wo kab tak intezaar karti?" Armaan defended Riddhima.

"Wo tho teri khabar milne se pehle hi sagaai kar baithi thi…Muskaan khud apni aankhon se dekh kar aayi thi…" Naina fumed

"Mama….zaroor koi majboori hogi uski…..aankhon ko phir bhi dhokha ho sakta hai, par meri Riddhima mujhey kabhie dhokha nahin de sakti…" Armaan gave a dirty look to his mother.

"Wo muslim ladki tere liye itni important hai aur teri maa kuch nahin?" Naina had tears in her eyes.

"mama….aap aisa kyon soch rahi hai….aapka pyaar ek jagah hai aur Riddhima ka doosri jagah……yeh koi competition nahin hai….yadi aap ki kadar nahin karta tho aapke kehney par Navy nahin chhod deta….yeh celebrities ki security is not my cup of tea…..bas din raat unke peeche peeche bhaagte raho….I really miss the Navy!" Armaan said.

"Tujhey meri kasam hai beta yadi tu kabhie Navy mein wapas gaya tho…..kam se kam is job mein itna khatra tho nahin hai na…" Naina reasoned with him.

Armaan knew there was no point arguing with his mother at that point, "mama main oopar jaa raha hoon….Muskaan aaye tho usey keh dena maine uske dry clean ke kapde de diye the…"

It had been 2 years since Armaan had come back home after almost 3 years in wilderness. He still had nightmares when he thought of the horrendous 3 years away from civilization.

FLASHBACK:

Armaan was chatting with Riddhima, when the fire alarm on the ship went off. Suddenly there was commotion on the ship as all the officers tried to escape the fire. The fire had started after an oil leak in the ship. A navy officer had thrown his lit cigarette carelessly on the deck.

The ship was completely in flames within minutes. Armaan, like a lot of other officers had jumped into the rescue boats and floated away as fast as they could. Armaan and a few other officers had managed to sail a few yards when a huge shark attacked their little boat. Most of the officers either drowned or were savaged by the shark. Armaan managed to escape by swimming as fast as he could. He did not remember anything after that.

When Armaan woke up, he found that he was amongst some tribal people. He could not understand their language and they looked at each other when he tried to communicate with them. He had no identity card and his Navy badge had floated away while he was in the water. He tried to escape, but the tribal people would capture him each time.

Armaan realized that a lot of time had passed by since the accident. He concurred that the tribe saved him and they had nursed him back to health after many months or may be even a year in coma.

He was grateful to them for saving his life, but he soon realized that this tribe believed in human sacrifice and they were cannibals! They had nursed him back from the dead to make him their special feast! That is when Armaan tried to escape from them. He wandered in the thick forests of this island (later he found out that he was in Andaman) for months. He managed to make friends with few other tribes, but got caught in rivalries between different tribes. He even helped some of them with their war strategies. He tried to even construct a wooden boat to escape, but was always unsuccessful. By now, his body was scarred with multiple wounds and bruises. His only motivation to stay alive was his love for Riddhima. On several occasions, he had gotten so depressed that he wanted to surrender himself to the Cannibals or drown himself, but each time he thought of ending his life, Riddhima's smiling face would prevent him from doing so.

Then one fateful day (ill-fated for many), the island was struck by a huge Tsunami. The tsunami came as a blessing in disguise for Armaan! The normally neglected island was suddenly the center of attraction for all Indian news channels and reporters. He was then able to connect with the Indian army and they safely transported him back to Mumbai.

He still remembered the day he came back home. Muskaan and Naina were shocked to see Armaan- his hair was shoulder length, his beard up to his chest. He looked like a wild caveman when he came back. After recuperating from his injuries and wounds, he tried his best to find Riddhima. He was shocked to hear that his mother and sister had treated Riddhima so badly. Muskaan felt guilty when she found out that Armaan was aware of Riddhima's secret, but she did tell him that Riddhima was probably married by now.

"Main sirf ek baar Riddhima se milna chahta hoon…I just want to make sure she is happy….mujhey aur kuch nahin chahiye…." he had said to Muskaan. He tried his best to locate her- her new York phone was disconnected, Soul music academy had shut down, Hussain Ali had refused to take any calls related to the Khans as he was still upset about his nephew's humiliation. Shabbir and Harshini had moved to some unknown place- all the roads leading to Riddhima were closed!

This is how Armaan has spent the last 2 years of his life in Mumbai……

PRESENT:

Armaan stood in front of his closet. Some of Riddhima's clothes were still hanging there. It seemed like it was just yesterday that they both had accidentally bumped into each other in the bathroom. That incident always brought a smile on his face.

"Ab tho sirf yaadein hi hai mere paas……inhi ka sahara le kar baaki zindagi bhi kaat loonga..," he kissed Riddhima's photograph from the cruise and hid it back in his drawer.

NEXT DAY:

Armaan arrived at Ms Tanya's residence. He was summoned in by the darbaan, "aap yahin baithiye….main Khan sahib ko bulata hoon…."

Armaan admired the beautiful paintings and artwork on the walls. "Ms Tanya is obviously doing well for herself……no wonder she has extortionists threatening her…"

"Hello Mr AK!" Javed greeted Armaan

"Hello sir!" Armaan shook his hand, "meri beti aaj yahan nahin hai…wo ek concert ke liye Delhi gayi hai….par mainey us sey baat kar li hai….she would like you to start working with Riddhan right away…..aakhir bahut chinta hai hum sab ko…"

"Don't worry sir…main aapke grandson ko apne bete jaise hi samjhoonga….I will protect him like my own life…" Armaan reassured him.

"Aao….oopar chalo…main uska room bhi dikha deta hoon…wo abhi school ke liye tayaar ho raha hai….uski aaya bhi hai oopar…"

Armaan followed Javed to Riddhan's room.

Riddhan was whining about wearing his uniform, "mujhey yeh kaharab uniform nahin pahen ni…..mujhey yeh color pasand nahin hai!"

"Tho kaunsa color pasand hai?" Armaan sat down next to this bratty boy

Riddhan looked at Armaan and his eyes lit up, 'Aisa….jaisa aapne pehnaa hai…" he pointed to Armaan's khaki uniform.

"Yeh bhi ek din pehen lena…par beta jab main tumhari age ka tha…main bhi aisi blue uniform hi pahenta tha…pehley blue uniform….phir maroon uniform…phir green…phir white…ab khaki….jab tak blue waali nahin pahenoge….baaki uniforms bhi nahin milengi…" Armaan tried to explain as best as he could.

"Sach! OK…tho main aaj blue waali pehenoonga….aap kaun hai? Aap bilkul white uniform waale mere papa jaise lagte hain…" Riddhan looked at Armaan intently.

"Beta…yeh kya keh rahe ho? I am sorry officer…yeh chote bacche aise hi kuch bol dete hain…" Javed felt embarrassed at his grandson's statement.

" Nahin….naanu…main Ammi ki cupboard se wo photo laata hoon….yeh uncle bilkul waise hi lagte hain…" Riddhan insisted

"RIDDHAN! School ko der ho rahi hai…chalo ab jaldi karo…yeh uncle tumhare bodyguard hain…..jo yeh kahe wo hi karna aur hamesha inke saath saath rehna…samjhay!" Javed raised his voice for the first time in front of Riddhan. Riddhan was a little taken aback with his nana's temper, "Ok nana….Ok bodyguard uncle….school chalo…"

Armaan held little Riddhan's finger and walked down with him. Armaan felt a sudden warm feeling inside him as he held that little finger in his big hands….something he had only felt when he had held Riddhima's hand for the first time, "hmm….aisi kya baat hai is chote se bacche mein?" Armaan wondered and then shrugged his shoulder, "Riddhima….tum mere andar aise samaa gayi ho ki har choti si cheez mujhey tumhari yaad dilaati hai…."

"Beta aap car mein driver ke saath jao…main apni motorcycle mein peeche peeche aata hoon…" Armaan smiled and helped Riddhan into the car

"Main bhi motorcycle mein jaaoonga!" Farhen insisted

"OK…promise ek din aapko bhi le jaaoonga….aaj nahin!" Armaan grinned
"Promise?" Riddhan asked

"Promise!" Armaan gave him thumbs up and followed Riddhan's car.

PART 36:

Armaan hung outside Riddhan's school all day. At recess time, he saw Riddhan in the playground with some other kids. He was surprised to see that Riddhan was not very comfortable with some of the boys in his group. The boys were playing soccer (football in India), but kept pushing Riddhan out of the way. Riddhan felt left out as the boys kept snatching the ball away from him. Armaan felt sorry for Riddhan. Armaan himself had always been an excellent athlete and could not relate to Riddhan's plight. He saw Riddhan left the field and sat on a rock at the edge of the playground. He fiddled with the grass on the ground and pretended he was watching the other kids. Armaan knew that Riddhan was a smart and healthy kid; he probably never had a chance to play with his neighborhood kids-that is the price Riddhan was paying for being a celebrity kid-he was lonely and had no one to play with. His mom was probably too busy with her career and grandfather was too old to monkey around with him. Armaan decided to help his 'client," after all he had promised Javed that he would take care of him like his own son.

Finally, all the kids went back to their classrooms. Riddhan just followed the other boys, as they chose to ignore him.

Riddhan was delighted to see his "bodyguard uncle" after school.

"Aap! Mere saath ghar bhi chal rahey hain?"

"Koi shaq! Chaliye…ghar chalte hain…wahan aap mujhey apne toys dikhana OK!" Armaan patted Riddhan on his back.

Riddhan was very excited and accidentally dropped his bag on the ground. Armaan picked his bag and as it was not buckled properly, all his books, papers and pencils fell out. Armaan was intrigued to see that Riddhan's bag was so poorly organized and all the books and papers were just stuffed in the bag. The disorganized bag brought a smile on Armaan's face. He shook his head and remembered Riddhima's bag with stuff falling all over the place.

"Aapki Ammi aapko apna bag theek se lagaana nahin sikhati?" Armaan asked Riddhan

"Meri Ammi ka bag bhi aisa hi hai uncle….wo jab concert ke liye jaati hai na, unki saari cheezein bag se girti rehti hain!" Riddhan laughed. Armaan did not know why but he found that very endearing about Riddhan, almost like he did about Riddhima!

They reached home safely and found that Javed was away at a client's office. Aapi had been away the whole month to celebrate the holy month of Ramzan in Mecca. She had always wanted to do the Haj pilgrimage and this year she had an opportunity to go with a group of seniors from her mosque.

Armaan asked Riddhan, "Riddhan aapke paas football hai?"

"Haan hai…par main khelta nahin hoon…" Riddhan said sadly

"Kyon?"

"koi khelta hi nahin hai mere saath…"

"Chalo main kheloonga…" Armaan pinched riddhan's nose

"Really? Aap khelengey? Phir main bhi school mein khel sakoonga…" Riddhan ran to his room and brought his soccer ball with him.

Armaan and Riddhan played soccer for an hour or so in the backyard. Armaan taught Riddhan how to tackle, kick, defend and score a goal. They played a pretend soccer match and Armaan purposely let Riddhan beat him by 5 goals to 4! Riddhan was in seventh heaven. He had never had so much fun. After they were done playing, Armaan carried a tired Riddhan in his arms, "chalo ab kuch kha lete hain…"

The aaya served some snacks to both of them. Armaan was surprised to see that Riddhan sat around and waited for his aaya to spoonfeed him.

"Riddhan…aap kitne saal ke ho?"

Riddhan's mouth was full, as the aaya had just stuffed his mouth with some halwa. Riddhan gestured with his fingers "four"

"Hmm….4 years old! I don't think so….I think you are 2 years old!" Armaan looked at Riddhan with slanting eyes.

"NAHIN! Main 4 years ka hoon….ab ek big boy hoon….meri Ammi se poonch lo…." Riddhan was offended that his bodyguard uncle mistook him for a 2 year old.

"OK…aap yadi 4 years ke ho tho aapne aap khana kyon nahin khaate…ek baby ki tarah kyon kha rahe ho…."

"Nahin…mujhey apne aap khana accha nahin lagta…" Riddhan whined

"OK….then in that case no motorcycle ride for you…only big boys ride the bike!"

"KYA! Yadi main apne aap khaaoonga tho aap mujhey motorcycle par le jaayenge?"

"Be shaq!" Armaan smiled

Riddhan grabbed the spoon from his aaya, "Daijaan, main aaj se apne aap khaaoonga….aap nahin khilaaoge…."

Armaan was not surprised to see that Riddhan was able to gobble up the rest of his snack without any assistance.
After riddhan polished off his plate, he turned to Armaan, his lips and mouth still stained with food particles, "ab chale uncle?"

Armaan looked at Riddhan adoringly, "aise nahin…meri motorcycle gandi ho jaayegi.," he gently wiped Riddhan's face and was tempted to give him a little peck on his cheeks but resisted-after all he was just a client.

Armaan helped Riddhan climb the motorcycle. He sat down behind him and started his bike. Riddhan placed his little hands on Armaan's strong hands as they circled around the driveway outside the house. Javed's car pulled into the driveway and he was surprised to see AK with his grandson on the bike.

"Arre…arre Riddhan….tumhey chot lag jaayegi….aise mat karo…." Javed looked concerned.

Armaan stopped his bike and helped Riddhan off the bike, "chalo aaj ke liye itna hi…."

"Nahin mujhey aur karna hai…please nana…please…"

"Nahin beta…tumhey chot lag gayi tho? Tum bahut chote ho abhi…"

"Javed sahib……meri haisiyat tho nahin hai kehney ki par kabhie kabhie bacchon ko thoda risk lene dena chahiye…..that way they can become brave…." Armaan said.

Javed nodded his head, "tum shayad theek kehte ho, par Riddhan hamara ek lauta waris hai….bina baap ke hum logon ne isey bahut naazon se paala hai…hum nahin chahte isey koi bhi taqleef pahunche…"

"Aap fikr nahin kee jiye….I will make him tough….thodi taqleef tho hogi but it will be good for the long run…" Armaan said, as he got ready to leave.

"Well officer, I trust you…..as long as you stay within the limits, I have no problem, main tho budha ho gaya hoon….I can't roughhouse with him….OK see you tomorrow…" Javed wished him goodbye.

Riddhima was away for a week, the longest time she had been away from Riddhan. Javed gave her a daily report about Riddhan and how Riddhan had taken a liking for the new bodyguard, 'beti, tu bhi mil lena bodyguard se….tujhey tassali ho jaayegi ek baar milegi tho…there is something about him that gives me a lot of faith….I think you will agree when you meet him!"

The next week went by in a breeze. Riddhan and Armaan spent a lot of time together-whether it was playing football or cricket outdoors, going for little bike rides, getting ice cream at the local parlor, playing video games, wrestling on his roomfloor, or reading a book together.

Armaan even taught him how to balance on a bicycle without training wheels. Riddhan was ecstatic when he found himself riding a bike without training wheels and not falling off, "nana…dekho main bike apne aap chala raha hoon…."

Javed was grateful to Armaan for taking such good care of his grandson. He thought, "kaash Riddhima phir se shaadi kar le…..Farhaan ko ek baap ki kitni zaroorat hai….par wo kabhie nahin maanegi….Armaan tho ab wapas aane waala nahin hai…lekin kaun samjhaaye us pagal ladki ko….bilkul diwani hai Armaan ke pyaar mein…"

Just then the phone rang, "Hello! Haan beta tu? Concert kaisa raha?…..accha kal aa rahi hai?….haan Farhaan ka annual function hai school mein……shaam ko hai…..koi baat nahin, hamare bodygaurd sahib chale jaayenge….tu airport se seedha school pahunch jaana…….haan baat karni hai….abhi bulata hoon…."

"Bodygaurd sahib! Zara aap se Riddhan ki Ammi baat karengi…," Javed summoned Armaan.

Armaan ran towards Javed and took the phone. Armaan was still panting from running around with Riddhan.

'H..H..hello!" he said trying to catch his breath.

"Hi! Main Tanya hoon," as soon as heard the voice on the other line, his heart almost skipped a beat. She continued, "thanks for taking good care of my son….i will see you tomorrow..," she hung up without waiting for his response.

Armaan was still in a daze, "kya duniya mein do logon ki awaaz bilkul ek si ho sakti hai?" he said to himself and saw Riddhan was calling back to play football……
Edited by moonkmh.... - 10 years ago

PART 37:

Armaan was very restless that night. He could not get any sleep and went upstairs to the terrace. He stood under the clear sky and thought, "Wo awaaz mujhey kyon baar-baar Riddhima ki yaad dila rahi hai…..main apne aap ko kaise samjhaaoon ki aaj shaam ko phone par Riddhan ki ma thi, Riddhima nahin…..am I going crazy without Riddhima? Yeh kaisi diwaangi hai? Riddhima tum mere dil, jism aur jaan par aisi chaai huyi ho, ki mujhey har chehre mein aur har awaaz mein sirf tum hi tum nazar aati ho…."

Armaan reflected upon the time he had spent with Riddhan, "Riddhan ke saath yeh ek hafta kaise nikal gaya pata hi nahin chala….it does not feel like a job…..kaash Javed sahib mujhey hamesha ke liye Riddhan ka bodyguard banaa de…..yeh saat din mujhey us cruise ki yaad dilaa rahe hain…..that cruise had changed my life forever…..kahin yeh saat din bhi meri zindagi badal tho nahin dengey?"

NEXT DAY:


Riddhan was all excited about his annual day function at his school today. He was going to sing in a chorus on the stage. Riddhima had helped the kids prepare the song and was planning on joining the chorus on stage.

As Riddhan got ready for the function in his uniform, Javed came up to Armaan, "Officer….aaj shaam ko Riddhan ka function hai…..mujhey apni Ammi ko lene airport jaana hai…wo Mecca se aaj raat ko hi aa rahi hain…unki flight time se aa gayi tho main bhi wahan aa jaaoonga, Tanya bhi wahan pahunch jaayegi….please stay with him at the function…"

"Sure sir! Yeh tho mera farz hai…." Armaan reassured Javed.

"Pata hai uncle, meri Ammi bhi mere saath stage par gaayengi….aap ne meri Ammi ka gaana suna hai?" Riddhan asked Armaan as they walked to the school auditorium. Armaan was dressed in a black suit today, as he wanted to blend in the crowd as Riddhan's relative.

"Nahin …abhi tak tho nahin suna…..par aaj zaroor sun sakta hoon….." Armaan squeezed little Riddhan's hand.

"Main aapko ek secret bataaoon?" Riddhan gestured Armaan to bring his ear close to his mouth.

Armaan bent down and cupped his ear with his hand, "Hmm…batao?"

Riddhan whispered, "Meri Ammi ka naam Tanya nahin hai! Unka naam…..," he was about to complete his sentence, when the music teacher came up, "chalo…chalo sab bacchon…..stage par jaane se pehle ek rehearsal kar lo….aao Riddhan…," the teacher dragged Riddhan with her before Armaan could know the secret. Armaan was amused and thought, "Hmm….tho Ms Tanya is her stage name….tabhi mujhey lag raha tha ki unki family tho muslim hai, phir Tanya? Anyways….I will find out later…"

The function started but there was no sign of Riddhima. There was a major thunderstorm approaching the city, therefore, her flight was delayed.

Armaan sat next to Riddhan as the other groups performed. He held Riddhan's tiny, nervous and sweaty hands. It was finally Riddhan's turn to go on the stage with his group. He was the lead singer but was disappointed to not see his mother there. Armaan nodded his head to reassure Riddhan and calm him down, "koi baat nahin beta…tumhare khuda tho tumhare paas hai na?"

Armaan was surprised to see Riddhan close his eyes and say a prayer before going on the stage. He said an Islamic prayer in Arabic and then recited a Hindu prayer right afterwards. Riddhan sighed and then went up on the stage. Armaan was still bewildered, "yeh dono hindu aur muslim prayers kaise kar raha tha?" he just shrugged his shoulders and sat down to enjoy the show.

As soon as he sat down, his cell phone rang; it was the commissioner-he could not ignore his call! Armaan quietly stepped out of the auditorium to take the call.

Riddhan and his friends sang this beautiful prayer :

"teri hai zameen" from "the burning train"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4PiSdTuIW-8

Riddhima ran into the auditorium midway through the song and joined the chorus. Riddhan smiled at his mom but was disappointed to see his favorite uncle not on his seat.

Riddhima was very proud of her son. After the function, she ran to Riddhan and gave him a big hug and kiss, "kitna accha gaata hai mera beta……Ammi ko miss tho nahin kiya?"

Riddhan kissed her back, "aap der se kyon aayi? Bodygaurd uncle bhi chale gaye…."

"sorry beta, meri flight late ho gayi thi…bahar dekho kitni baarish hai….." Riddhima picked Riddhan and walked out the door. They were stopped by a number of parents and teachers. Soon there was a crowd around the celebrity mom and son. Everyone wanted to see Tanya and get an autograph.

Armaan finished his call and came back to see a crowd. He asked one of the teachers, 'wahan kya ho raha hai?"

"Oh..wahan? Ms Tanya aai hai na hamare school…sab unke autograph le rahe hain.."

"Oh..OK…" Armaan decided to wait outside. He summoned the driver to pull up at the curb, as the rain was coming down heavily, "Driver tum Ms Tanya aur Riddhan ko le jaana…main follow karta hoon…bahut raat ho gayi hai, and we have to use a different route, kyonki aage kayi jagah raaste bandh hain…I want to make sure they reach home safely….Ok!"

"Jee sir!" the driver nodded

Armaan went to pick his motorcycle and when he came back, he saw the back of a lady in a pink sari holding Riddhan's hand and sitting in the car. The rain was almost blinding and Armaan could barely see Tanya's car ahead of him.

Armaan followed the driver cautiously as the roads were very slippery.

Riddhima was exhausted from her trip and settled into the backseat with Riddhan. Riddhan was soon asleep on Riddhima's lap. Riddhima stroked Riddhan's hair and looked out the window-it was raining cats and dogs. The driver turned on the radio, and this beautiful song by Adnan Sami sent Riddhima into her nostalgic land:

"bheegi bheegi raaton mein"

http://www.dishant.com/album/Adnan_Sami_-_..._Sami_Khan.html
(please try to listen to this song as it conveys Riddhima's emotions very well)


Bheegi bheegi raaton mein phir tum aao na - 2
Aisi barsaaton mein aao na
Bheegi bheegi raaton mein phir tum aao na
Ho, bheegi bheegi raaton mein phir tum aao na
Aisi barsaaton mein aao na
Oh, aisi barsaaton mein aao na

Rain and water always brought back memories of Armaan. Today, more so than ever she was missing Armaan terribly. This was their 5th wedding anniversary- October 23 rd, she still remembered that day vividly…how they met outside the Registrar's office….their suhaag raat on the boat….then marooned on a no name island.

The song was echoing her feelings tonight. She swallowed a painful lump in her throat as she heard the lyrics.

She thought, "Armaan yeh tumney mujhey kaisi kashmakash mein daal diya hai….na in aansuon ko rok paati hoon aur na hi bahar aane deti hoon…..mere dil ke andar jaise ek sailab sa ho gaya hai….pata nahin kab toot kar bikhar jaayega……kahin aisa na ho tumharey aane se pehle hi yeh toot jaaye…aur phir main hi kahin in mein na beh jaaoon……kab aaogey tum wapas……aao na….in bheegi bheegi raaton mein phir aa jao…..aisi barsaaton mein phir aa jao…..ya phir meri yaadon mein mat aao…….."

Dhadkanon mein aa gaya hai
Ek nagma tere pyaar ka
Jaise koi sur mila ho
Dil ke taar se dil ke taar ka
Pal ki hansi mein
Yunhi dillagi mein yeh dil gaya
Hamein kya mila hai

She was afraid to close her eyes, just in case a tear escaped from them accidentally. She bit her lower lip and crushed her sari with her hand, trying hard to suppress the pent up pain.

Tumhe to mera dil bhi mil gaya
Leke pyaar aanhkon mein
Leke pyaar aankhon mein aao na
Bheegi bheegi raaton mein phir tum aao na
Ho, bheegi bheegi raaton mein phir tum aao na
Aisi barsaaton mein aao na
Ho, aisi barsaaton mein aao na, aao na

Just then the car came to a halt.

"kya hua driver?" Riddhima asked in a raspy voice.

"Main dekhta hoon madam," the driver got off. Riddhima could barely see anything as the rain was blinding her view from the window. She saw a light behind the car and a man walk up to the driver. She could not hear anything due to the deafening thunder. The other man walked back to the light behind them.

"Madam…..lagta hai gaadi mein tel khatam ho gaya hai…paas hi mein ek petrol pump hai….main wahan se le aata hoon…aap chinta mat kariye…..peeche motorcycle par Riddhan ke body guard hain…..bas abhi aaya madam…" the driver said.

Riddhima just nodded her head and leaned back on the seat.


Aa rahi hai teri yaadein
Dil mera phir beqaraar hai
Tum milogi, haan milogi
Dil ko mere aitbaar hai
Khuli hai yeh baahein
Dekhe yeh nigaahein rasta tera
Zara muskuraake phir se dikha de vohi adaa
Ya to meri yaadon mein
Ya to meri yaadon mein aao na

She sat for a few minutes, listening to Adnan's soulful voice and then sat up, "bahar itni baarish ho rahi hai…..wo bechara bodyguard andar aakar baith sakhta hai…main bulakar laati hoon…after all he is human too…..."


Bheegi bheegi raaton mein phir tum aao na
Oh, bheegi bheegi raaton mein phir tum aao na
Aisi barsaaton mein aao na
Ho, aisi barsaaton mein aao na, aao na, na na na

She stepped out in the muddy water and yelled, "Excuse me! Excuse me!"

The man stood with his back to her next to his motorcycle but could not hear anything in the background noise of the rain.

Riddhima walked a few steps forward and yelled again. When there was no response, she came much closer, her sari and sandals were completely ruined in the muddy water.

She gave a gentle tap on the man's shoulder. As soon as she tapped his shoulder, there was lightening in the sky. Both Armaan and Riddhima felt that they had just been struck by the lightening too! Armaan turned around and they both managed a brief glimpse of each other thanks to the nature's flashlight. It was pitch dark again, but both Armaan and Riddhima were standing very close to each other now. Riddhima could feel his warm breath on her face.

She closed her eyes in disbelief and whispered, "Ya khuda mujhey phir se sapna tho nahin dikhaa raha hai tu?…"

"Bhagwan yadi yeh sapna hai tho meri neend kabhie na toote…." Armaan answered her prayer softly.

There was a loud thunder in the sky. A frightened Riddhima grabbed Armaan's shirt and clung to him. They could not see each other, but they recognized the familiar heartbeats. Armaan's hands went behind Riddhima's back and felt her soft bare skin. His fingers caressed her waist and her upper back, as he pressed his body against hers. They both held each other in a tight embrace, afraid that if they let go, their dream might get shattered again!

They did not say anything, but Armaan felt her warm tears tearing through his heart. Her sobs increased in intensity, her arms around his neck smothered him passionately. Armaan could not tell whether he was drowning from nature's deluge or her pent up tears. He could not hold back either and hid his face in the curve of her neck and sobbed incessantly.

He kissed her neck with his wet lips and whispered, "kahan kahan dhoondha mainey tumhey…..dekho na….aaj phir se tum ne hi mujhey dhoondh liya…."

Riddhima's voice was buried in his chest, in between her deep sobs she said, "k..k..aha…tha…na…ki k…kabhie peecha nahin chho….chhodoongi……"

Armaan held her closer, trying to protect her from the rain and the wind. They stood there silently, their silence and tears trying to wash some of the pain in their hearts.

The driver came back and said, "sahib…mil gaya….bas abhi chalte hain," he could not see the two lovers in their embrace….he thought it was just Armaan standing near the motorcycle. As the driver worked on the car, Armaan helped Riddhima back to the car.

Riddhima did not let go of his shirt and pulled him into the backseat. Armaan sat down next to her, still holding her with his arm.

Riddhima kept sobbing violently and buried her face in his chest again. Armaan held her closely and then whispered, "kya mujhey milney ka itna gham hai?"

Riddhima punched his chest lightly, "aaj tum mujhey roney se nahin rok sakte…..tumhare kehney par 5 saal tak ek bhi aansoo nahin bahaaya maine…..par aaj yeh mera haq hai….tum bhi nahin cheen sakte mujhsey yeh haq..."
Armaan had tears in his eyes too. He sobbed silently as he realized the pain she had gone through was probably even more than the pain he had endured. At least he knew she was alive and well in this world, but she had to live with the pain of his possible demise.

The driver finally started the car and was surprised to see Armaan in the backseat holding Tanya madam. He thought , "pata nahin yeh badhe log kya karte hain? Madam se yeh umeed nahin thi…….."

The driver pulled the privacy screen as he was used to celebrities and their wayward behavior.

As they drove off, Armaan finally spoke, "Kaisi ho Riddhima?"

Riddhima's sobs were dying off now, "bas zinda hoon…..par jaan tho ab aayi hai…."

Armaan squeezed her tighter. That statement said it all-he did not need to ask her any more questions.

He remembered what Muskaan had told him about Riddhima's marriage, "tumhare shauhar kaise hain?"

"Aaj 5 saal baad mili hoon unse, kya pata kaise hain?" she tried to smile through her tears.

"Tho kya tumney Aamir se shaadi nahin ki?"

"Kaise karti? Tum tho the nahin yahan mujhey talaq dene ko….bina talaq ke doosri shaadi kaise karti?" Armaan was pleased to see thet Riddhima had not lost her fiestiness and was back teasing him like old times.

Armaan laughed a little, "chalo ab de dena talaq…."

"Ab kya faayda?…Aamir ne tho kisi aur se nikaah bhi kar liya….mera kab tak intezaar karta?"

"Tho wo bhi apni biwi ko talaq de sakta hai…" Armaan teased her back

"Nahin…uske bacche bhi ho gaye hongey….main kisi aurat ke saath aisa nahin kar sakti.." she punched Armaan's chest. They were both soaking wet, but the warmth of their bodies and the excitement of meeting each other had made them forget how wet and muddy they were.

"Bacche? Riddhima….Farhaan? Farhaan tumhara beta hai?" Armaan hesitated

"Apne bete ko nahi pehchaan paaye?" Riddhima said softly.

Armaan could not believe his ears; he looked at Riddhan's innocent face sleeping at the other end of the seat. Tears rolled down Armaan's cheeks, "Riddhima…..jaanti ho mere bete ne mujhey pehle din hi pehchaan liya tha….main hi nadaan tha," he remembered how Riddhan had mentioned that Armaan just looked like his papa in the picture.

Armaan was overwhelmed with emotion and could not control himself anymore. He buried his face in Riddhima's lap and sobbed like a child.

Riddhima bent over, kissed him and rested her face on his face, "Happy anniversary captain!"

Armaan reached out and held Riddhan's little hand, "thanks princess…..this is my favorite anniversary gift……"
PART 38:


Armaan and Riddhima stayed in each other's arms till they got home. Armaan thanked the driver and picked his son in his arms. He hugged Riddhan passionately and kissed his cheeks. Riddhan was in deep sleep and just smiled a little. Riddhima had tears of joy when she saw the father and son together.

Armaan put his arm around Riddhima and walked inside the house. Javed and Aapi had been worried about Riddhima and Riddhan, and were still awake. Javed was shocked to see Riddhima leaning on Armaan's shoulder. He thought she might have gotten hurt or something. He moved forward to check, but a smiling Aapi pulled him back, "apne damaad ko nahin pehchaane?"

"Kya kaha? Damaad?" Javed was baffled

Aapi nodded her head and raised her arms, "Allah ne meri dua kabool kar li…..meri beti ko uska pyaar wapas mil gaya…"

"Ammi? Yeh aap kya keh rahi hain? Kya yahi Armaan….Armaan Mallik…..that's right A.K….hmm ex defence officer…..ya Khuda mainey pehley kyon nahin socha," Javed was all excited and wanted to go and talk to them.

Aapi pulled him back again, "aaj rehney do Javed……5 saal ke baad miley hain….unhey aaj ek doosrey ki zaroorat zyada hai…hum tho kal bhi mil sakte hain…"

Javed's eyes followed them going upstairs to Riddhima's room, "p..par Ammi wo Riddhima ke kamrey mein ja rahey hain…."

"Javed! Riddhan unhi ka beta hai…..jaane do unhey saath….wo ek doosrey ke kab ke ho chuke hain……chalo hum dono bhi ab so jaate hain….main bhi thak gayi hoon…."

Armaan entered Riddhan's room and gently lay his son on his bed, kissed him and looked mischievously at Riddhima, "accha hai apni maa jaisa nahin lagta, warna koi bhi tujhey pasand nahin karta…."

Riddhima pinched Armaan gently, "phir maa ke peeche peeche kyon bhaagte rehte ho?" she said softly so as to not wake Riddhan.

Armaan got up and picked Riddhima in his arms, "main nahin bhaagta….wo hi mere peeche padhi hai…," he got up and picked Riddhima in his arms. Riddhima circled her arms around his neck, "chalo is janam mein main peeche peeche bhaag leti hoon…..phir agley janam mein tum mere peeche peeche bhaagna…"


Riddhima and Armaan were still soaked and sticky from the rain. Armaan carried her to the adjacent room. They were lost in each other's eyes. Armaan gently placed her down and shut the door to her room. Riddhima stood with her back resting against the door. Armaan pressed his wet body against her, with hands resting on the door. He stared into her eyes and whispered, "tum in paanch saalon mein aur bhi khubsoorat ho gayi ho….. Riddhima, tumhare bina mujhey kuch hosh nahin tha….kab subah hoti thi…kab shaam….mujhey kuch nahin pata….main aaj zinda hoon tho sirf iss liye ki tumhey phir se dekhney ka junoon tha mujhey……ab chahey kuch bhi ho jaaye, mujhey gham nahin hoga…."


Riddhima placed her fingers on his mouth, "ab kabhie meri nazron se ghayab hone ki baat bhi zubaan par mat laana…..jeete je maar daala tha mujhey……bas apne pyaar par aitbaar tha mujhey….shayad iss liye abhi tak saans le rahi hoon….."


Armaan brought his lips close to Riddhima's, "in saanson ko mahsoos karne ke liye hi tho main wapas aaya hoon….," he kissed her wet lips with passion. The kiss ignited the dormant desires within their souls and bodies.. They could not hold back and their tongues were soon exploring each other.


Armaan pulled back as he realized what he was doing, "Riddhima…mujhey chalna chahiye…..I am on duty right now."

Riddhima's eyes and body were on fire; there was no way she would let him go tonight, "Armaan tum hamesha hamari zindagi mein farishta ban kar hi kyon aate ho-pehle meri aur ab Riddhan ki-ek baar insaan ban kar bhi dekh lo…….yahan tumhey itney barson ki pyaas aur tadpan dikhegi…..kyon aisa kar rahe ho mere saath?"


Armaan looked into her eyes with burning desire, "Riddhima tumhari talab mein hi tho main jee raha hoon….warna aur kya rakha hai mere paas……main tumsey ab ek pal bhi door nahin jaa sakta….," he gave in and kissed her neck, wet from her dripping hair.


Armaan gently removed Riddhima's wet sari from her body and carried her to the bed. Riddhima helped him out of his shirt. She felt his muscular chest and back, but was surprised to feel many scars on his body. She caressed the scars with her finger and looked at Armaan quizzically, "yeh kya hua Armaan?" she could sense her voice breaking up at the thought of what might have happened to Armaan.


"yeh tum se door rehney ki sazaa hai…." Armaan kissed her neck and ears.
Riddhima had tears in her eyes, "Armaan…kitna dard saha hai tumney?" She touched her lips to the scar on his chest. She gradually moved down and kissed all the scars and wounds on his body. Armaan moaned with pleasure. He could not hold himself back and grabbed Riddhima.

He showered her with kisses, leaving bruises all over her body. Riddhima surrendered herself to her man-a woman who had not surrendered to her fate or to the world in the past five years-relinquished herself completely to the man she loved with her heart, soul and body…….


Song in background as Armaan and Riddhima were complete again….

"tere haath mein" from "Fanaa"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-38360.html


mere haath mein tera haath ho saari jannatein mere saath ho - 2
tu jo paas ho phir kya yeh jahaan tere pyar mein ho jaaun fanaa
mere haath mein tera haath ho saari jannatein mere saath ho
tu jo paas ho phir kya yeh jahaan tere pyar mein ho jaaun fanaa
mere haath mein tera haath ho saari jannatein mere saath ho

tere dil mein meri saanson ko jagah mil jaaye
tere ishq mein meri jaan fanaa ho jaaye
jitne paas hain khushbu saans ke
jitne paas hothon ke sargam
jaise saath hain karvat yaad ke
jaise saath baahon ke sangam
jitne paas paas khwaabon ke nazar
utni paas tu rehna hamsafar
tu jo paas ho phir kya yeh jahaan
tere pyar mein ho jaaun fanaa
mere haath mein tera haath ho saari jannatein mere saath ho

rone de aaj hamko do aankhen sujaane de
baahon mein lene de aur khud ko bheeg jaane de
hain jo seene mein qaid dariya woh choot jaayega
hain itna dard ke tera daaman bheeg jaayega
jitne paas paas dhadkan ke hain raaz
jitne paas bundon ke baadal
jaise ?sahaq? sa chanda ke hain raat
jitne paas nainon ke kaajal
jitne paas paas saagar ke lehar
utne paas tu rehna hamsafar
tu jo paas ho phir kya yeh jahaan
tere pyar mein ho jaaun fanaa
mere haath mein tera haath ho saari jannatein mere saath ho

adhoori saans thi dhadkan adhoori thi adhooren ham
magar ab chaand poora hain falak pe aur ab pooren hain ham


Armaan and Riddhima stayed up all night in each other's arms. Armaan sat on the bed with his back resting on the headboard. Riddhima sat in between his legs as he circled his arms around her. They wrapped themselves in a blanket and talked all night.

They caught up with their last 5 years of life…..Riddhan's birth, Riddhima's singing career, changing her name, how she anonymously helped Armaan's family……Javed's return from the US to his family……..Armaan's experiences in the wilderness and his frustration at not finding Riddhima after returning.


"Riddhima…..tum sach much bahut bahadur ladki ho…..tum un sab logon ke liye misaal ho jo mushkilon mein haar maan jaate hain….I am proud of you my princess, even I could not have done what you have done….you are an amazing woman…..tumney jo meri mama aur bahen ke liye kiya hai….koi aur nahin karta….I am sorry they treated you so badly……." he kissed her neck and his fingers started exploring her body once again, sending her into a frenzy. They were once again engulfed in their sea of passion, oblivious of the rest of the world…..the time of the night, or where they were………..nothing mattered now as long as they were one again!

PART 39:

Armaan and Riddhima finally dozed off in each other's arms after a night of passion. Riddhima slept like a baby in her lover's arms, her head resting on his bare chest. Armaan had not slept so peacefully in ages. They were woken up by the shrill buzz of Riddhima's morning alarm. Riddhima woke up to press the snooze button and saw that Armaan was still sleeping. That was very unusual, as Armaan had always been a light sleeper. She looked at him adoringly and gently caressed his face with her finger and thought, "tum paanch saal ke baad aur bhi handsome ho gaye ho captain……kahin meri nazar na lag jaaye…."

She was startled to hear, "nazar tho lag chuki hai princess…..ab bach kar kahan jaaoonga?"

Armaan had woken up and smiled at her with his bleary eyes.

"Tum hamesha mere dil ki baat kaise jaan lete ho?" Riddhima ran her finger on his face.

"kyonki mein is dil mein rehta hoon….," he touched her chest with his fingers and started messing around with her.

Riddhima could not control her laughter, "kya kar rahe ho Armaan? Chhodo…..hamari awaaz se Riddhan bhi jag jaayega….."

Armaan grabbed her tightly from behind and kissed her ear, "mujhey mera dil wapas kab milega?"

Riddhima dug her elbow into his chest, "kabhie nahin," wrapped herself with her sari from last night and got up.

Armaan just lay in bed and admired Riddhima, "yadi tum us sari se apne aap ko dhak rahi ho, tho sweetheart it is not working……."

"Paanch saal mein tum apni badmaashi nahin bhoole ho…" Riddhima tried to wrap the sari around her one more time.

"Five years…..five times more badmaashi!" Armaan jumped out of bed and grabbed Riddhima one more time. He tore the sari wrap in shreds and pinned her down to the bed.

"You have become really wild after living in the wilderness Captain!" Riddhima laughed at Armaan's feistiness.

"That is because you have become more yummy after becoming a mother!" Armaan kissed her lips and engulfed her in his arms passionately.

"Ammi…..Ammi….," Riddhan was awake and knocked on Riddhima's door

Armaan let go of Riddhima, "Riddhima……abhi Riddhan ko kuch mat bataana……I want to surprise him….," he quickly dressed up and hid inside the bathroom. Riddhima gathered her clothes and put on her night robe.

"Good morning beta! Kaisa hai mera chaand?" Riddhima greeted her little boy with a kiss and hug.

"Ammi….aapne darwaaza kyon bandh kiya? Mujhey soo-soo jaana hai……," Riddhan just walked in towards his mom's bathroom.

"Riddhan…beta tum aaj apne bathroom mein chale jao…..wo wo….main apne bathroom mein jaa rahi hoon…."

"Nahin! Main pehle jaaoonga….," Riddhan ran inside the bathroom, paying no heed to his mom.

Riddhan barged into the bathroom and was surprised, "Arre uncle aap? Aap ko bhi soo-soo jaana hai?"

Armaan looked embarrassed and tried to distract Riddhan. He picked him up in his arms, "nahin main hide and seek khel raha tha tumhari Ammi ke saath….sshh….bataana nahin ki main yahan hoon…" Armaan put a finger on his lips and pretended that they were hiding.

Riddhan loved this game and he clung on to Armaan like a monkey, "OK…main nahin bataaoonga Ammi ko aap kahan hain…," he whispered.

Suddenly, Armaan felt something warm and wet through his shirt. He looked down and saw that both Riddhan and he were soaked.

Riddhan looked down and put his hands on his mouth in shock, "Oh sorry uncle! Ammi ko mat bataana….."

Armaan put Riddhan down and shook his head in disgust, "Riddhan…yeh kya kiya….tumney mujh par hi…..Oh god ab main ghar kaise jaaoonga…."

A giggling Riddhima greeted the father and son in the bathroom, "welcome to parenthood Captain! When a kid says he has to go…..HE HAS TO GO!" Riddhima got a kick out to see her Mr Calm and cool man all shaken up by a little accident.

She kneeled on the floor and looked at Riddhan, "Riddhan beta…..next time uncle ko bataa dena ki tumhey zor se soo-soo aayi hai, tho wo aapko godi nahin lengey…..unhey bacchon ki aadat nahin hai na," she tried hard to suppress her laughter.

She helped Riddhan change into clean and dry clothes. Armaan stood there in the bathroom, confused at what he should do next.

Riddhima took Riddhan out to her room, "Riddhan beta….jao uncle ko yeh shirt de do…"

"Yeh shirt kis ki hai Ammi?"

"Yeh Rahul maama ko Eid par dene ke liye laayi thi…..jao abhi uncle ko de do, maama ke liye baad mein doosri le aaoongi…." Riddhima was still in splits, as she could not forget Armaan's expression. "Janaab ko pataa chalega ki baap ban na itna aasaan nahin hai….," she thought.

Riddhan found a shirtless Armaan in the bathroom, "uncle….Ammi keh rahi hain ki aap yeh pehen lo…"

Armaan nodded his head and smiled, "thanks….tumhari Ammi ke paas shirt kaise aayi?"

"Yeh Rahul maama ki hai….par koi baat nahin, Ammi doosri le aayengi unke liye…"

"Rahul maama?"

"Haan uncle…..wo mere maama hain….aap unse Eid par mil lena….wo bahut acche hain….par unki beti Sarah bahut gandi hai…..wo mujhey apne toys nahin deti..," Riddhan complained

"Accha? Main Sarah se baat karoonga….OK?," Armaan unfolded the new shirt

Riddhan looked at Armaan's bare chest, "uncle…aap ke kitne strong muscles hain…..mujhey bhi aise muscles chahiye hain…."

Armaan smiled and picked his son cautiously, "jab aap badhe ho jaaoge na……main aapki help karoonga…phir aap ke bhi strong muscles ho jaayenge…"

Riddhan smiled and looked at Armaan, "aap hamesha mere saath rahenge?"

"Hamesha….promise……hamesha rahoonga…." Armaan kissed Riddhan's cheek

"aap mere papa banoge?" Riddhan asked innocently

Armaan was amused at his son's lack of shyness, "haan…yadi tumhari Ammi ko kabool hai tho main tumhara papa ban jaaoonga…" he kissed his other cheek

Riddhima was observing the tender moment between her son and Armaan. She smiled through her tears and said, "kabool hai…." And ran into Armaan's arms. Riddhan was happy to see his Ammi hug his favorite uncle-that meant she also liked him as much as Riddhan did.

Armaan held Riddhima and Riddhan in a tight embrace for sometime and then said, "aaj school nahin jaana kya?"

Riddhima's head was still buried in Armaan's chest, "aaj sab ki chutti….aaj koi kahin nahin jaayega…."
PART 40:

Riddhima pushed Armaan and Riddhan out of the bathroom, "ab mujhey tayyar hone do….tum dono bahar jao…."

Armaan and Riddhan made a face and walked out.

Riddhan and Armaan were wrestling in bed when Riddhima came out after a shower, "tum dono abhi yahin ho? Kal Eid hai Riddhan…chalo shopping chalna hai….tumhare liye naye kapde bhi khareed ne hain…."

Riddhan was excited, 'Ok Ammi…..uncle bhi chalenge na hamare saath?"

Riddhima smiled and gave Armaan a wicked look, "ab uncle ke paas koi choice nahin hai…..hum jahan bhi jaayenge, wo hamare saath hi aayenge…he has to come!"

Armaan grinned mischievously, "Oh yes….I will COME whenever you want!" he winked and put on his shoes.

Riddhima shook her head and blushed, "badmaash…..tumharey uncle bahut badmaash hain…"

Riddhan just laughed at the thought of his uncle being a 'badmaash,' and went to his room to get ready.

"Main pehle ghar jaakar tayyar ho jaaoon….aur mama ko bhi khush khabri de doon…..i will be back in an hour or so….phir chalenge…OK?" Armaan kissed Riddhima.

Riddhima put her arms around his neck and whispered, "zyaada intezaar mat karwana……warna …warna….."

"warna kya princess?" Armaan pulled her from her waist.

"warna tumhey apne paas nahin aane doongi…" she grinned

"kal raat ko tumhari halat dekhkar tho nahin lagta ki tum mere paas nahin aana chaahogi…" he grinned back

"Don't challenge me captain…..I know how to play hard to get…..tumney abhi dekha hi kya hai?" she whispered.

"You won't be able to resist me……main jaanta hoon…" he kissed her neck

"yes, I can…." She moaned as his lips touched her skin.

"Ok princess…I am up for that challenge…..see you in a bit…"



Armaan stepped out of Riddhima's room softly, hoping not to bump into Javed early in the morning. Armaan was not sure what response Javed would have when he saw his bodyguard coming out of his daughter's room.

Armaan tip toed down stairs, but was stopped by a familiar voice, "accha Aapi se mile bina hi chala jaayega…"

Armaan turned around and saw Aapi. He bent down to touch her feet, but she held his arms and hugged him, 'sirf khuda ke saamne jhukte hain…."

"Aapi…aap mere liye khuda se kam tho nahin….aap ki wajah se Riddhima meri zindagi mein aayi hai…."

"Main aaj bahut khush hoon beta…..mera Haj par jaana safal ho gaya….Meri Riddhima ko uska pyaar wapas mil gaya…" Aapi caressed Armaan's head.

"So Captain Armaan Mallik! Welcome to the family!" Javed came out of his room.

"Oh…Javed sahib? I am sorry…kal raat ko hi pata chala mujhey ki Tanya hi Riddhima hai aur…" Armaan said sheepishly

"Accha huya mainey tumhey hire kar liya…..warna kitne saal aise hi nikal jaate….beta….kal Eid hai…main chahta hoon kal hi Qazi ji se baat karke tumhari aur Riddhima ka nikaah pakka kar doon….tumhare ghar mein aur kaun kaun hain?" Javed shook hands with Armaan and smiled.

"Sir…ma aur bahen hai.." Armaan replied

"Theek hai…unhey bhi kal hamare yahan lekar aana…..aakhir hamari beti unki bahu ban ne jaa rahi hai…." Javed patted Armaan's back

Meanawhile, Riddhima was watching Armaan's interaction with her dad and Aapi from upstairs. She was very pleased and thankful to Allah, "khuda tera lakh lakh shukr hai ki tune Abbu ko razi karwa liya…ab bas Armaan ki mama aur maan jaaye…."

Armaan took leave, "main bas thodi der mein aata hoon…"

ARMAAN's HOUSE:

"Mama…mama…aap kahan ho?" Armaan looked for his mom everywhere.

"mama mandir gayi hain…..aaj unki kirtan sabha hai aur phir Hindutva samaj ki meeting bhi hai…" Muskaan informed Armaan as she was leaving for work

Armaan was in a jubilant mood, "Muskaan…idhar aa….ek khush khabri bataani hai…."

Muskaan knew from Armaan's expression, that the good news was probably related to Riddhima, "kya Riddhima ka pata chala? Kahan mili?" Muskaan said excitedly.

Armaan told her about his new job and how he met Riddhan and Riddhima.

"Kya main bua bhi hoon?" Muskaan had tears in her eyes.

"Haan…wo bhi 4 saal ke ladke ki…" Armaan picked Muskaan and twirled her around.

He put her down and held his back, "arre Muskaan bahut bhaari ho gayi ho!"

Muskaan hit Armaan playfully, "haan tumhari Riddhima ke aage tho bhaari hi lagoongi….Rahul ko tho main bhaari nahin lagti..," she bit her tongue as she realized what she had just said.

Armaan looked at Muskaan quizzically, 'Hmm…Rahul? Kahin yeh Rahul maama hi tho nahin? Inki ek beti bhi hai?"

"Uh..Uh…wo Armaan…please mama ko mat bataana…haan unki beti ka naam Sarah hai…" Muskaan bit her lower lip.

"Muskaan….mama ko ab tho maan na hi hoga….Riddhima aur Rahul mian dono hamari zindagi ka hissa ban chuke hain….mama will have to agree…" Armaan said firmly

"Armaan…utna aasan nahin hai…..aaj kal mama bahut zyaada religious ho gayi hain…in fact she has kind of taken the role of nanaji in the Hindutva samaj…..balki wo sab mama ko president banana chahte hain…..I am really scared Armaan…yadi unke saathiyon ko pata bhi chal gaya na, wo mama aur hum dono ko chhodenge nahin…"

"Muskaan…main kisi se nahin darta….hum dono ne pyaar kiya hai, koi jurm nahin….balki hamare saath kismet ne khel khela hai…hum ne nahin khela…….don't worry Muskaan, main mama ko samjhaaoonga…." Armaan reassured Muskaan as she left for work.

Armaan showered and changed into his navy uniform. He wanted to surprise Riddhan; he was dying to see the expression on Riddhan's face when he would see his uncle looking just like his father's picture in the cupboard.

Armaan called Riddhima and told her his plan.

RIDDHIMA'S HOME:

Riddhima was anxiously waiting for Armaan's return. She answered the doorbell and saw her handsome captain in his white uniform. She wanted to hug him there and then, but resisted, 'RIDDHAN! Dekho beta kaun aaya hai?"

Riddhan came down and was awestruck when he saw his idol standing at the door, looking just like the man in the photograph!

"Ammi…..uncle sach much mere papa jaise lagte hain…….please mujhey photo dekhni hai…." Riddhan insisted

Riddhima had the photo in her hand. She held it in front of Riddhan, "yeh waali?"

Riddhan was blown away; his gaze alternated between Armaan standing at the door and the photo in his hand. He could not believe it!

Riddhan ran into Armaan's arms and yelled, "PAPA! Aap sach much mere papa ho….ab main apne sab friends ko keh sakta hoon ki mere bhi papa hain….aur bahut strong hain….unki jaisi muscles kisi ki nahin hai…." Riddhan covered Armaan's face with his cute little kisses.

Javed was watching from a distance. He had tears in his eyes; Aapi came up to Javed and patted his arm, "apne khoon ke milne ki khushi se badhkar aur koi khushi nahin hai is jahan mein….."

"Theek kaha aapne Ammi…..kaash main bhi kabhie….khair beete huye kal ko kyon kuredna….." Javed said nostalgically

"Kabhie usey dhoondney ke koshish nahin ki tuney?" Aapi asked

"Nahin Ammi….ab koi fayda nahin…..ab tho uske bacche bhi badhe badhe ho gaye honge….." Javed walked back towards his room trying to suppress his tears.


Riddhan got down from Armaan's arms and looked at Riddhima, "Ammi…aaj please wo gaane waala khel khel sakta hain? Main papa ke saath khelna chahta hoon…"

"Tumhare papa ko ganna nahin aata…..bahut besure hain wo.." Riddhima teased Armaan

"Madam…..challenge mat karo….acche acche logon ki chutti kar sakta hoon main….aakhir gaana mere genes mein hai…." Armaan retorted back

Javed's footsteps halted, he turned around, "accha Armaan bhi gaata hai?"

"Nahin sir….wo meri maa bahut acchi singer thi…actually abhi bhi hain, par zyaada gaati nahin hai….." Armaan said

"Tab tho unka gaana bhi sun na padhega Eid par…ek sangeet mehfil ho jaaye kal…kyon Riddhima?" Javed looked at his daughter

"Brilliant idea Abbu!" Riddhima smiled

"Ammi…please khelte hai na wo tongue twister waala game….." Riddhan persisted

Riddhima started: "chanda chamke…." From "Fanaa" (sp for you Shelly jaan)

Everyone was surprised to see Armaan also join in and sing melodiously:

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-38363.html

chanda chamke cham cham chikhen chaukanna chor
chiti chaate chini chatori chinikhor
chanda chamke cham cham chikhen chaukanna chor
chiti chaati chini chatori chinikhor
kitna mushkil yeh gaana zara gaake dikhana
chanda chini chamke chaate chaukanna chikhe chor
chanda chamke cham cham chikhen chaukanna chor
chiti chaati chini chatori chinikhor

khadaksingh ke khadakne se khadakti hain khidkiyaan
khidkiyon ke khadakne se khadakta hain khadaksingh
khadaksingh ke khadakne se khadakti hain khidkiyaan
khidkiyon ke khadakne se khadakta hain khadaksingh
kitna mushkil yeh gaana zara gaake dikhana
khadak khadak ke khadake khidki khadaksingh ka khadke zor
chanda chamke cham cham chikhen chaukanna chor
chiti chaati chini chatori chinikhor
chanda chamke cham cham chikhen chaukanna chor
chiti chaati chini chatori chinikhor

pakke ped par paka papita paka ped ya paka papita
pake ped ko pakde pinku pinku pakde paka papita
pakke ped par paka papita pakda pinki paki ka kapda
kapda (everyone laughs)
pakke ped par paka papita paka ped ya paka papita
pake ped ko pakde pinku pinku pakde paka papita
kitna mushkil yeh gaana zara gaake dikhana
pakke ped par paka papita paka ped ya paka papita
pake ped ko pakde pinku pinku pakde paka papita
chanda chamke cham cham chikhen chaukanna chor
chiti chaati chini chatori chinikhor
chanda chamke cham cham chikhen chaukanna chor
chiti chaati chini chatori chinikhor
kitna mushkil yeh gaana zara gaake dikhana
chanda chini chamke chaate chaukanna chikhe chor
chanda chamke cham cham chikhen chaukanna chor
chiti chaati chini chatori chinikhor
PART 41:

"Tum tho bahut accha gaate ho beta!" Aapi complimented Armaan

"Haan…paanch saal Riddhima ke bina main devdas ki jagah shayad gaayak ban gaya…" Armaan laughed

"I like a man who is not afraid of challenges!" Javed said proudly.

"Sir….I am always up for challenges…aakhir defence forces mein humein yahi sikhaya jaata hai…" Armaan glanced at Riddhima woth the corner of his eyes, reminding her of their earlier conversation.

"Aapi…hum thodi Eid ki shopping karne jaaye?" Riddhima asked

"Jao beta…..main Riddhan ko yahin rakh leti hoon…" Aapi offered

"Nahin! Main bhi jaaoonga….mujhey papa ke saath shopping jaana hai…." Riddhan put his foot down

"Of course Riddhan…..aap ke bina tho hum kahin nahin jaayenge…" Armaan picked Riddhan and kissed him

The three of them ventured out to the market.

The driver was surprised to see Armaan riding with Tanya madam and Riddhan in the backseat, "lagta hai yeh bodyguard sahib kuch zyaada hi suraksha kar rahe hain in dono ki……."

"Hariram….chalo Warden road market chalo…" Riddhima ordered the driver.

"Jee madam!"

Riddhan proudly sat between his parents and started making his wish list, "mujhey Eid ke liye ek remote control car chahiye, ek plane chahiye, naya WII game chahiye…..," his list went on and on.

"Riddhan beta, sirf ek cheez milegi aapko…" Riddhima said firmly

"Arre mere bete ki farmaish hai tho usey sab kuch milega.." Armaan intervened

"Tum mere bete ko bigaad doge captain!"

"Look who is saying?…..Ek bigdi huyi ladki khud apne bete ko bigaadna nahin chahti.." Armaan teased her.

"main apne bete ko apne jaisa nahin banana chahti….I want him to be like his dad." Riddhima said somberly

Armaan smiled and squeezed Riddhima's hand behind Riddhan's back, "aur main chahta hoon wo bilkul apni ammi jaisa bahadur aur zindadil bane…."

Riddhima squeezed his hand back and smiled back. Their fingers caressed and played with each other as they stared into each other's eyes.

"Aap log mere back mein kya kar rahe ho?" Riddhan looked behind, 'arre yeh kaun sa game hai? Main bhi kheloonga holding hands game.."

Armaan coughed and tried to let go of Riddhima's hand. Riddhima grabbed Armaan's hand tightly and refused to let go.

"Bahut strong ho gayi ho…bacche ke saamne sharam nahin aati!" Armaan scoffed.

"Captain I like challenges too…." She pinched his hand and let it go.

"Ouch!" Armaan rubbed his hand

"Ammi! Aap mere papa ko tang mat karo…." Riddhan put a protective arm around his dad and frowned at his mom.

"Ab dono baap-bete mil kar mujhey pareshan karenge!" Riddhima frowned back

Armaan leaned towards Riddhima and whispered softly, "ek solution hai…"

"Kya?" Riddhima asked curiously

"Ek beti…." Armaan winked at her

"Pehle ek bete ko tho sambhalo…" Riddhima laughed as she remembered the incident from the morning in the bathroom.

Armaan placed Riddhan on the side and slid next to Riddhima. He put his arm around her and whispered, "ab wohi tho mushkil hai meri jaan….apne aap ko sambhalna bahut mushkil hai….chalo ghar wapas chalte hain…."

Riddhima glared at him, "ab bacche ke saamne sharam nahin aa rahi?."

Riddhan felt left out as he saw how intimate his parents were in one corner. He jumped in between them, "main bhi aapki baatein sununga…."

Riddhima laughed and placed Riddhan on her lap, "captain is rate se tho aap ek bacche ke baap hi reh jaayenge…."

"Don't challenge me princess….I have my ways…." He tickled Riddhan, pulled him back on his lap and snuggled next to his beloved.

They arrived at one of the new malls in Mumbai and asked the driver to park the car.

Riddhima and Riddhan helped Armaan select a handsome black sherwani to wear on Eid. Despite Riddhima's protests, Armaan purchased everything on Riddhan's wish list.

"Ab yadi tumhara beta bigad gaya na…mujhey blame mat karna…" Riddhima scowled.

Armaan just smiled and ignored Riddhima's protests.

Armaan took Riddhima to a jewelry store.

"Yahan kya karna hai?" Riddhima asked

"pakode khareed ne hain…" Armaan joked

Riddhima shook her head and said, "iski kya zaroorat hai…."

"I know I am the most precious jewel in your life, but kya karoon dil chahta hai tumhey ek dulhan ki tarah sajaa ke rakhoon…" Armaan put his arm around a blushing Riddhima and asked the jeweler to show them some sets.

Armaan finally helped Riddhima select a beautiful diamond set with a necklace, long earrings and bracelets to match.

Riddhima took her credit card out to pay, as she knew Armaan would not be able to afford the set.

Armaan took her credit card back and paid for the gift, "Nahin Riddhima…..ab tum meri ho….you are my responsibility, I cannot let you pay for it…"

"Par Armaan…kitna mehnga hai!" Riddhima protested

"Tum se mehnga nahin…Ok..chalo let's go and buy a lehnga for you…chalo Riddhan…" Armaan picked Riddhan and walked out.

Riddhima did not argue, as she knew male pride would never let her pay for anything.

They went to a boutique and selected a few lehngas to try out.

Riddhima paraded in front of Armaan in different outfits, but Armaan and Riddhan kept rejecting all of them., "Naa….not this one….nahin nahin ismey bahut moti lag rahi ho…..yeh bahut tacky hai…" Armaan had one reason or the other to reject her selection.

Finally, Riddhima got frustrated, "kya hai Armaan?…ek tho pasand kar lo…I am tired.."

Armaan and Riddhan gave each other a high-five and winked at each other.

"Oh! Tho baap-bete ki saazish thi mujhey parade karwaane ki!" Riddhima gave them a dirty look, "yeh koi fashion show nahin ho raha!" She fumed and went back to the dressing room.

Armaan asked the sales lady to pack 2 lehngas, "yeh dono pack kar dena please…"

Riddhima came out still fuming and fretting, "chalo ghar chalte hain…bahut shopping ho gayi…"

Armaan smiled at her and gently removed the hair from her face, "abhi bhi wo hi gussa hai…kitni pyaari lagti ho…bilkul tamater ki tarah…...and I love tomatoes…!" he pinched her nose and Riddhima could not help smiling.

They reached home and displayed their purchases to Javed and Aapi.

Javed was pleased to see how generous Armaan was in his selections for his daughter and grandson, "beta mujhey yakeen hai ki tum meri beti ko sach much bahut khush rakhoge…"

"Abbu…aaj ki shopping par mat jaaiye…wo sirf aapko impress kar raha hai…...Armaan ek number ka kanjoos hai waise…" Riddhima teased Armaan.

"Koi baat nahin beti …..bas pyaar mein kanjoosi na karey….." Javed defended Armaan and patted his son-in-law's back.

"Aap befikr rahiye sir…..pyaar mein kabhie kanjoosi nahin karoonga….," he looked at Riddhima devouringly.

Aapi knew that Armaan and Riddhima should be left alone for sometime, 'Javed….zara mujhey bhi thodi shopping karni hai……chal mujhey bhi bazaar le chal….Riddhan beta tu bhi chal…."

"Nahin! Main papa aur ammi ke saath rahoonga…." Riddhan insisted

Aapi whispered something into Riddhan's ears and Riddhan agreed to go shopping with his grandfather and Aapi.

After they left, Armaan purposely said, 'main bhi chalta hoon…kuch kaam hai…"

Riddhima rolled her tongue, "theek hai…..jao…I will see you later..," she decided to play her hard to get game.

Armaan was surprised and came close to her, 'tho kya mujhey rukney ko nahin kahogi?"

"Nahin…tumhey kaam hai na….main bhi Eid ki tayyari kar loongi.." Riddhima teased him

Armaan put his arms around her waist, "sach much chala jaoonga main….phir miss karogi mujhey…jahan bhi jaaogi mujhey hi paaogi…JUST ME"

"Oh no..NEVER! Tumhey kyon miss karne lagi….TRUST ME!" Riddhima tried to suppress her smile and freed herself.

"Aise nahin maanogi tho gaana gaana padhega mujhey!" Armaan yelled

"Gaate raho…mujhey koi farak nahin padhega…" Riddhima giggled and ran upstairs

Armaan broke out into this cute song (listen to it if u haven't before-it is really cute, perfect for A and K/T)

Armaan followed Riddhima all over the house trying to woo his ladylove, who was acting hard ball with her lover:

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-60686.html

ARMAAN: (rootho na tum mujhse
o baby listen to me) - 2
jahaan jaaoge tum, mujhe paaoge tum
just me, just me

RIDDHIMA: kya khona, kya paana, ji lenge hum jindagi - 2
yuun hi tanahaayi mein, aahon ki geharaayi mein
trust me, o o o o trust me

ARMAAN: roothoge jo aise, pura ho phir kaise sapnon ka silsila
aise kareeb aao, dil mein sama jaao, jaane do jo hai gila

RIDDHIMA: sorry mere sanam, ruthenge abb na hum
trust me, trust me

ARMAAN: pehle sataati ho, phir muskuraati ho, yeh kya ada hai kaho
ho na main pukaarunga, na main nihaaringa, tum yuun hi gaati raho

RIDDHIMA: laakh uthaao kasam, maanenge abb na hum
trust me, hmm hmm hmm hmm... trust me

ARMAAN: (rootho na tum mujhse
o baby listen to me) - 2
jahaan jaaoge tum, mujhe paaoge tum
just me, just me

RIDDHIMA: [COLOR=green>kya khona, kya paana, ji lenge hum jindagi - 2
yuun hi tanahaayi mein, aahon ki geharaayi mein
trust me, hmm hmm hmm hmm... trust me...

Armaan finally grabbed Riddhima in her bedroom, "you can't resist me…trust me!"

Riddhima hid her face in his chest and whispered, 'I trust you…..you win!" She surrendered herself to Armaan's charms once again…..
PART 42:

EID DAY:

Armaan and Muskaan got ready early in the morning.

Muskaan had told Armaan that Dr Rahul Garewal wanted her to accompany him to Riddhima's house for the Eid celebrations.

"Chalo, main bhi wahin jaa raha hoon…saath saath chalte hain" Armaan smiled at Muskaan.

Armaan wore the black sherwani, they had purchased yesterday. Muskaan wore a beautiful green and gold lehnga.

"Arre…subah subah bhai-behen kahan chal diye?" Naina asked

'Mama…aap bhi chalo na…." Armaan asked

"Nahin nahin…aaj meri samaj waalon ke saath mandir mein meeting hai….aaj waise bhi tumhare nanaji ki barsi hai….chalo tum dono bhi mandir chalo…." Naina insisted

"Haan mama….hum bhi chalenge….yadi nanaji ki barsi hai tho hum zaroor aayenge…par aap bhi hamare saath chaliye…" Armaan pleaded

"Lekin kahan jaa rahe ho? Kisi dost ki shaadi hai kya?" Naina enquired

"Nahin mama…..hum Riddhima aur Rahul sahib ke saath Eid manaane jaa rahe hain…" Armaan said frankly; there was no point beating around the bush anymore.

Naina dropped the puja thali from her hand, "Hey Ram! Yeh kya keh rahe ho? Tumhari mati tho maari nahin gayi….wo manhoos ladki phir teri zindagi mein aa gayi? Aur yeh Rahul kaun hai? Kya Muskaan tuney bhi?"

Muskaan just lowered her eyes and nodded gently, "haan mama….wo ek doctor hain….bahut acche hain…"

"Us manhoos ladki se peecha nahin choota aur ab ek aur musibat aa gayi…" Naina started crying.

"MAMA! Bas bahut ho gaya ! Aap apni bahu ke baare mein aisa keh rahi hain! Aap jaanti bhi hain us ladki ne aapke liye kya kya kiya hai?" Armaan raised his voice

"Kya kiya hai? Jhooth bolkar mere ghar ko apavitra kar gayi…phir mere bete ko khaa gayi….wo tho maine itney somwaar vrat kiya jo tu wapas aa gaya…." Naina said angrily.

"Mama..yadi aapne vrat kiye the tho wahan bhi Riddhima aur uski dadi ne mere liye masjid mein dua maangi thi…..main jaanta hoon aap sab ne mere liye puja aur dua ki thi par sach tho yeh hai ki mera pyaar hi mujhey wapas laaya hai….jitna mujhey Riddhima ke pyaar par vishwaas hai, utna na aapke bhagwan mein hai aur na hi kisi khuda mein!" Armaan's eyes were burning with anger.

"Us muslim ladki ne tera dimaag kharaab kar diya hai…" Naina yelled.

"Mama! Mere peeche aapka aur Muskaan ka saara kharcha us MANHOOS MUSLIM ladki ne hi uthaya tha….yahan tak aapka bone marrow transplant bhi uski wajah se huya hai!" Armaan shouted back.

"Aisi zindagi se kya faayda?" Naina kept complaining.

Muskaan was shocked, "kya…wo saari pension aur charity….sab Riddhima ne…Oh my God!….mainey usey kitna bura bhala kaha….wo kya soch thi hogi hamare baare mein?"

"Muskaan….meri Riddhima aisi nahin hai….she has forgiven both of you…..wo aap dono se milna chahti hai…please mama, insaniyat ke naate hi sahi, aap please hamare saath chaliye….aur Riddhima ke baare mein please kuch bhi ulta seedha mat boliye…"

"NAHIN! Main apna dharam bhrasht nahin kar sakti!….Tum dono ko jaana hai tho jaao…aakhir…aakhir….," she paused, "jao…aur mandir aane ki koi zaroorat nahin hai….wahan ka pavitra mahaul mat kaharab kar dena…" Naina picked her puja thali and went back to her prayer room

"Muskaan…chalo hum chalte hain..mama ka gussa thanda ho jaane do…..hum baad mein mandir bhi chale jaayenge….chalo.." Armaan picked the car keys and left with Muskaan.

Muskaan hesitated, but she knew Armaan was right. She followed him to the car.

Naina was fuming, "yeh Armaan tho pagal tha hi us muslim ke peeche…yeh Muskaan ko kaun mil gaya? Hey bhagwan….yeh kalyug kahan se aa gaya?"

AT THE MANDIR:

"aaiye aaiye Naina devi….aap hi ka intezaar tha…" Gopal Verma, an activist of the Hindutva Samaj welcomed her.

"Chalo bhaaiyon kirtan shuru karo…" Sai Thackarey, another member of the samaj ordered the singers at the temple.

After the kirtan and puja, some of the followers came and sat next to Naina, "Naina devi hum chahte hain ki aap hamare samaj ki uttaradhikari ban jaaye….president of hindutva samaj…." Gopal Verma pleaded

All the other members agreed and started touching her feet or honoring her with garlands.

"Yeh aap sab logon ka pyaar hai warna main is layak kahan?" Naina said

"Nahin nahin….Mallik sahib ke baad aap hi is samaj ko ek rakh sakti hain…aakhir wo tho rahe nahin is duniya mein…un darindon ne unhey maar daala!" Sai Thackerey said as he still remembered the riots, which had killed Naina's father, Dharam Kumar Mallik.

Naina was a little uncomfortable with the term "darinda"

"Khair bhaiyon aur behenon, un riots mein tho dono hindu aur muslim marey the…..kisi ek ka dosh nahin tha!" for some unknown reason she tried to defend both sides of the community. Somehow, Muskaan and Armaan had touched an old chord inside her. She remembered how she used to argue with her fanatic father, but it seemed like she was becoming just like her father now!

"Naina ji aap kya keh rahi hain?….Aapko tho yaad hai na unhone Mallik sahib ka kya hashr kiya tha?"

"Haan main jaanti hoon…par mujhey lagta hai ki sab ek saath pyaar se rahe tho shayad aise riots ho hi na.." Naina said

"Naina devi! Aap soch samajh kar boliye…..aapke pitaji ki aatma ko shanti nahin milegi warna…" one of the activists interrupted.

"Chaliye…beeti batein bhoolkar hum sab pitaji ki yaad mein kuch der shanti rakhte hain..," Naina closed her eyes and meditated for her the peace of her father's soul.

RIDDHIMA'S HOUSE:

Riddhima's house was beautifully decorated for the festive occasion. Muskaan and Armaan were greeted by the darbaan and led to the main celebration area.

There were a group of women sitting in a corner and singing festive songs with a dholak and harmonium. A lady was putting mehndi on people's palms. Armaan saw Riddhima in the corner wearing the beautiful lehnga and jewelry, he had selected for her.

He gave her a approving look and bowed a little with a 'salaam'

Riddhima blushed and returned his 'salaam' coyly.

Muskaan went and sat with Riddhima, "Eid mubarak Riddhima! Kaisi ho?"

Riddhima gave Muskaan a big hug, "Eid mubarak!" she had tears in her eyes, 'mujhey bahut khushi hai ki tum is mubarak mauke par hamare yahan aayi….mama nahin aayi?"

Muskaan lowered her eyes, "wo…wo aaj hamare nanaji ki barsi hai na…iss liye nahin aa saki…." Muskaan covered up for her mom

"Koi baat nahin…main un se milne chali jaaoongi….wo kab tak mujhsey naaraz baithi rahengi?" Riddhima said confidently.

"Riddhima…I hope you can forgive me for what I said and did to you…meri wajah se tum aur bhai ko kitni taqleef uthaani padhi…." Muskaan held Riddhima's hand.

"Muskaan…main tumhari jagah hoti tho shayad main bhi yahi karti….akhir ek jhooti ladki ka kaun yakeen kar sakta hai…" Riddhima squeezed Muskaan's hand.

"Tum bahut achhi ho Riddhima…bhai is very lucky to have you…" Muskaan wiped her tears.

"Muskaan! Dekho kaun aa raha hai?" Riddhima pointed at the door

"Auntie aap!" Sarah ran towards Muskaan and hugged her, "Eid mubarak ho!"

Rahul blushed a little and came forward, "Eid mubarak Muskaan"

Riddhima joined them, "Rahul bhai…sharam kyon aa rahi hai? Aise nahin! Gale lag kar eid mubarak kahiye…"

Both and Rahul and Muskaan just blushed and stood there with their eyes lowered.

Armaan joined them and put his arm around Riddhima, "Riddhima saahiba…humein tho koi sharam nahin…aap jab kahe, hum aapko gale lagaane ko tayyar hain…"

Everyone laughed as Javed and Aapi also joined them in celebration.

"Aaj main bahut khush hoon…..mera poora parivar mere saath hai…..tum Armaan ki bahen ho?" Javed asked Muskaan

"Jee uncle….hum dono twins hain….par shukr hai ki saare good looks mujhey mil gaye…." Muskaan laughed as she introduced herself. She thought, "uncle, aapko kahin dekha hai….in fact I have seen someone like you in a younger version…kahan? Pata nahin yaad nahin aa raha…"


Javed kept staring at Muskaan, "tum sach much bahut khubsoorat ho beti….pata nahin kyon bahut jaani pehchaani si lagti ho…"

"Yeh apne school ki sabse strict teacher hai sir….ho sakta hai aap bhi Muskaan ki class mein daant khaa chuke ho.." Armaan ducked before Muskaan punched him in front of everyone.

"Arre…arre..Eid ke din ladhte nahin hai…chalo sab milkar gaana gaate hain…" Javed announced

"Uncle gaana gaate hain?" Muskaan asked Riddhima

"Haan…mujhey bhi badhe ho kar hi pata chala hai….lagta hai apne college ki dino mein Abbu kaafi naami gaayak the…" Riddhima whispered into Muskaan's ears.

Then it clicked! Muskaan remembered, "yaad aaya…mama ki college ki photo…Oh my God! What a coincidence….main ghar jaakar mama ko bataaoongi…."

Javed started singing this song. Rahul, Armaan, Riddhima, Muskaan and other guests at the function soon joined him in chorus:

"Eid mubaarak" from "tumko na bhula paayenge"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-5049.html


--MALE 1--
Assalaam alaikum assalaam
Eid ka hai yaaron yeh payaam
Hoye, assalaam alaikum assalaam
Eid ka hai yaaron yeh payaam
Yeh Eid ka tyohaar hai, khushiyon ka hai tyohaar - 2
Na tera hai na mera hai yeh sab ka hai tyohaar
Yeh pyaar ka paigaam hai yeh pyaar ka paigaam
Mubaarak Eid mubaarak, mubaarak Eid mubaarak - 2
(Chaahe voh rehman ho ya bhai apna ram
Hindu Muslim Sikh Isaai, sab ko hai salaam) - 2

--FEMALE--
Bas pyaar hi aaghaaz ho aur pyaar hi anjaam
Khushiyon ke is mausam ki kabhi na aaye shyaam

--MALE 1--
Yeh Eid ka tyohaar hai, khushiyon ka hai tyohaar
Na tera hai na mera hai yeh sab ka hai tyohaar
Yeh pyaar ka paigaam hai yeh pyaar ka paigaam
Mubaarak Eid mubaarak, mubaarak Eid mubaarak
Hoye, mubaarak Eid mubaarak, mubaarak Eid mubaarak
Ho ho ho ho, ho ho ho ho, ho ho ho ho ho - 2

--CHORUS--
Mubaarak Eid mubaarak, sabhi ko Eid mubaarak - 2

--MALE 1--
Ho, jo bhi samjhe pyaar ko
Voh hai sab ka yaar
Pyaar nahin to kuch bhi nahin
Pyaar se hai sansaar

--MALE 2--
(Oye Eid da jappi paake yaaron
Rab da shukar manaaye) - 2
Arre tera mera chadke yaaron sabno gale lagaaye
Ke main jhooth boliya, o ke main kufer toliya
O ke main jhooth boliya, ke main kufer toliya - 2

--FEMALE--
Yeh Eid ka tyohaar hai, khushiyon ka hai tyohaar
Na tera hai na mera hai yeh sab ka hai tyohaar

--MALE 1--
Yeh pyaar ka paigaam hai yeh pyaar ka paigaam
Mubaarak Eid mubaarak, hoye mubaarak Eid mubaarak

--FEMALE--
Mubaarak Eid mubaarak, mubaarak Eid mubaarak

--MALE 1--
Assalaam alaikum assalaam
Eid ka hai yaaron yeh payaam
Yeh Eid ka tyohaar hai, khushiyon ka hai tyohaar
Na tera hai na mera hai yeh sab ka hai tyohaar
Yeh pyaar ka paigaam hai yeh pyaar ka paigaam
Mubaarak Eid mubaarak, mubaarak Eid mubaarak - 2

--CHORUS--
Mubaarak Eid mubaarak, sabhi ko Eid mubaarak – 2

After the song, everyone ate a hearty meal and sat around talking.

Riddhima and Muskaan joined the other women and decided to get mehndi applied on their palms.

Javed made an announcement, "Bahut jaldi hi main apni beti, Riddhima aur apne bete se bhi badhkar Rahul ka nikaah unke pyaar Armaan aur Muskaan se karwa raha hoon….aap sab bhi nikaah mein in sab ko dua dene aayie ga…"

Some of the guests whispered amongst themselves, "ek hindu se shaadi? Tauba tauba…yeh kya ho raha hai? Arre khud Javed sahib bhi tho kisi hindu ladki ke ishq ke shikaar the…unke college mein gaana gaati thi unke saath…...jaisa baap waisi beti…." They laughed at Javed and Riddhima's expense.

Muskaan overheard the conversation, "Hey bhagwan…yeh ladki kahin mama….oh my god! Mujhey ghar jaakar photo phir se dekhni hogi…"

Soon after the announcement, some ladies broke out into a beautiful song from "Zubeidaa"



http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-19981.html

Mehndi hai rachnewali
Hathon mein gehri laali
Kahin sakhiyaan ab kaliyaan
Hathon mein khilne wali hain
Tere manko jeevan ko
Nai khushiyan milne wali hai

O hariyali banno
Le jane tujhko gooeeyan
Aane wale hain sahiyan
Thamenge aake baiyan, goonjegi sahnaiyan
Anganai anganai

Mehndi hai rachnewali
Hathon mein gehri laali
Kahin sakhiyaan ab kaliyaan
Hathon mein khilne wali hain
Tere manko jeevan ko
Nai khushiyan milne wali hai

Gayen maiya aur moti
Gayen behna aur bhabhi ki
Mehndi khil jaye, rang laye hariyali banno
Gayen phufi aur chachi
Gayen nani aur dadi ki
Mehndi man bhaye . saz jaye hariyali banno
Mehndi roop sanware ho, mehndi rang nikhare ho
Hariyali banni ke aanchal mein utrenge taare

Mehndi hai rachnewali
Hathon mein gehri laali
Kahin sakhiyaan ab kaliyaan
Hathon mein khilne wali hain
Tere manko jeevan ko
Nai khushiyan milne wali hai

Riddhima, Armaan , Muskaan and Rahul then danced on a few other songs.

By late afternoon, most of the guests had left and everyone was exhausted.

"Riddhima…humein chalna chahiye…aaj hamare nanaji ki barsi hai….humein mandir jaana hoga…" Armaan said

"Nahin…main bhi chaloongi….mujhey mama ko dekhe kitne din ho gaye….Riddhan ko bhi le chalte hain…." Riddhima insisted.

Armaan looked serious, "Nahin Riddhima aaj nahin!"

Riddhima was offended, "kyon? Aaj kyon nahin? Kya mere mandir jaane se tumhara mandir naa-pak ho jaayega?"

"Riddhima…..kya keh rahi ho tum? Mera yeh matlab nahin tha…..tum se pavitra meri duniya mein aur kuch nahin hai…..main nahin chahta ki mama tumhari be-izzati karein….pehle main unhey manana chahta hoon….phir tumhey izzat ke saath unke paas le jaaoonga…." Armaan caressed her sad face.

"Theek hai….jaisi tumhari marzi……Riddhan ko le jao…shayad usey dekhkar unka dil pighal jaaye…" Riddhima suggested.

"Nahin main tum dono ek saath hi le jaaoonga…." Armaan kissed her forehead and left with Muskaan.

AT THE MANDIR:

Armaan and Muskaan received blessings from the pandit and wished all the people at the gathering. They sat around with Naina for a while and joined in the kirtan.

After the kirtan, they left with their mother for home.

"Mama…aap please ek baar Riddhima aur Rahul se mil leejiye…" Armaan pleaded again

"Jo naamumkin hai, usey mumkin karne ki koshish mat karo…." Naina said sternly

"Mama…mera ek beta bhi hai….Riddhan….aap uski dadi hain…please meet him at least" Armaan requested

"Riddhan? Naam bhi muslim hi rakha na usney……main jaanti hoon wo shaadi karke tujhey muslim banana chahti hai….yahi saazish hai in logon ki…" Naina said

"Mama…aap ko kya ho gaya hai? Aap nanaji se bhi zyaada kattar hoti jaa rahi hain…." Muskaan spoke up.

"Tumhare nanaji ne apni jaan de di thi apne dharam ke liye…aur tum dono unke kiye karaye par paani pher rahe ho!" Naina turned her head away in anger.

Armaan dropped his mother and Muskaan home, "main jaa raha hoon….ho sakta hai late ho jaaoon.."

"Kahan jaa raha hai?" Naina asked

"Jahan log pyaar mein vishwaas karte ho…nafrat mein nahin!" Armaan reversed his car and sped away.
PART 43: short update

Armaan calmed down as he drove to Riddhima's house. He thought, "mujhey kya ho gaya hai? Main mama par gussa kyon ho raha hoon itna….kyon unhey pyar se samjha nahin paa raha….aakhir mama ne kitni taqleefon se mujhey aur Muskaan ko paala hai….warna hum dono aaj bhi kisi anath ashram mein hi hote…..unhone kabhie shaadi nahin ki, sirf hamari parvarish mein itne saal nikaal diye….she has done so much for us, par main Riddhima aur mama ko saath saath apne dil mein rakhna chahta honn…..alag alag nahin!"

Aapi greeted him at the door, "aao beta….kya hua tumhari maa nahin aaya?"

Armaan lowered his eyeand lied, "wo unki tabiyat kuch…"

"Koi baat nahin beta…main samajh ti hoon….itna aasaan nahin hai yeh sab….par mujhey naaz hai tum par….main jaanti hoon tum Riddhima ka saath nahin chhodoge…..kaash sab mein tumhari jaisi himmat hoti…." Aapi said somberly

"Aapi…Riddhima hai hi aisi ladki….main uske liye poori duniya se bagawat kar sakta hoon…" Armaan smiled and reassured Aapi, "kahan hai meri duniya?" he grinned

"Riddhan ko sulaane gayi thi…oopar hogi" Aapi smiled and gestured upwards.

Armaan went upstairs and found Riddhan sleeping peacefully in his room. Armaan kissed his son and whispered, "you are my little Eid and Diwali gift.."

He looked around, but could not find Riddhima anywhere.

"Riddhima? Princess? Jaan-e-man? Kahan ho tum?" He searched everywhere, but could not find her. Finally, he saw her standing in the balcony outside her room.

He tip-toed into the balcony and grabbed her from behind, "mera Eid ka chaand, kahan gayab ho gayi? Kab se dhoondh raha hoon tumhey"

Riddhima did not respond, but Armaan felt her sobbing. He turned her face towards him, "kya hua princess? Yeh aankhein kyon suja rakhi hain? Mujhsey naaraz ho? I am sorry mandir mein der ho gayi….I promise main kal tumhey mama se milwaane le jaaoonga….," he kissed her forehead.

Riddhima hugged him tightly and buried her face in his chest, "n..nahin…y..yeh baat n..nahin hai..," she said between sobs.

Armaan pulled back and lifted her chin with his finger, "phir kya baat hai? Kya Eid gift pasand nahin aaya?…Andar bedroom mein chalo, bahut accha gift de sakta hoon…" he joked

"Mazaak ki baat nahin hai Armaan….maine aaj…maine aaj…" she started sobbing again
"Kya hua?" Armaan was getting concerned now

She hugged him again and bawled, "mera is duniya mein koi nahin hai…"

Armaan caressed her back, "tho main aur Riddhan paraaye hain kya? Aisi baatein kyon kar rahi ho?"

"Nahin Armaan…tumhare jaane ke baad maine Abbu aur Aapi ki baatein sun li thi…..main Abbu ki beti nahin hoon….main unke dost Saad Khan ki beti hoon…."

Armaan was shocked, "tum yakeen se aisa keh sakti ho?"

CONVERSATION BETWEEN AAPI AND ABBU OVERHEARD BY RIDDHIMA

"Ammi….aaj main bahut khush hoon….aisa lagta hai jaise meri zimmedari ab khatam ho rahi hai….ab Riddhima ka nikaah bhi ho jaayega,, tho Saad ko tassali ho jaayegi.."

"Beta, Saad tho ab is duniya mein hai nahin….ab tho tu hi Riddhima ka baap hai….Riddhima ne ek saal ki umar se tujhey hi Abbu maana hai…"Aapi said

"Haan Ammi….marne se pehle Saad ne mujhsey vaada liya tha ki main uski beti ko khush rakhoon aur ek acchi muslim ladki ki tarah paaloon….ab mujhey lagta hai ki main kaamyaab ho gaya…kya hua yadi wo Hindu se shaadi karna chahti hai…..Saad bhi tho uski khushi hi chahta hoga….."

"Haan….lekin beta kabhie Riddhima ko yeh baat mat bataana….wo tujhey hi apna sab kuch maanti hai….uska dil toot jaayega….Armaan ke wapas aane se itni mushkil se juda hai…main apni bacchi ko phir se dukhi nahin dekh sakti…."

"aap sahi kehti hai Ammi…yeh raaz hamare beech hi rahega…"

ARMAAN AND RIDDHIMA IN THE BALCONY:

"Bas itni si baat hai princess? Tum tho itni bahadur ho…..tho kya hua yadi Abbu tumhare asli pita nahin hai…jo paalta hai wo hi pita hota hai….jaanti ho main aur Muskaan bhi ek anath ashram se laaye gaye the….Nanaji laaye the humein…aur phir mama ne paala hai humein…unhone tho kabhie shaadi bhi nahin ki…" Armaan said

"Really? Tho mama ne tumhey poori zindagi akele hi paala hai?" Riddhima was surprised

"Haan bilkul akele…..bahut ehsaan hai unke hum par…." Armaan said

"Armaan mujhey afsos is baat ka nahin ki main Abbu ki beti nahin, par is baat ka hai ki maine unhey kitni taqleef di…ghar se bhaag gayi…baat baat par unse ladh baith ti thi….I should have been grateful to him, instead I always defied him…." She started sobbing again
"Riddhima…yeh socho yadi tum unki har baat maanti tho aaj tum Mrs Aamir Ali hoti.." he grinned and looked into her eyes.

Riddhima hit him playfully, "main bhi tho yahi chahti thi….pata nahin tum kahan se aa tapke?" she laughed wiping her tears.

"Samunder se! Mediterranean sea se to be precise! Chalo….let's go for a drive….kuch change ho jaayega…." Armaan held her hand and they walked out

"Hariram!…zara car le aana….hum zara drive ke liye jaayenge…" Riddhima ordered

"Jee madam….aap log baithiye…..main le chalta hoon….kahan chalein?" Hariram asked

"Worli beach ki taraf chalo…" Armaan.

"Sahib, main abhi ek second mein aaya...mera license ghar par hi reh gaya hai..."

"Theek hai jaldi aana..." Armaan said

Hariram got off and went to a corner to make a phone call...
PART 44:

Hariram drove Armaan and Riddhima towards Worli beach. It was a clear, beautiful night with a light breeze blowing over the sea leaving salty incense in the air.

Armaan helped Riddhima out of the car and put his arm around her. He turned to the driver, "Hariram….hum bas kuch der mein aate hain….tum yahin wait karo…."

:Theek hai sir…" the driver replied

They walked hand in hand towards the beach. Riddhima was still in her lehnga and high heels from the Eid celebrations. She had a hard time walking on the sand. Armaan sensed her discomfort and picked her in his arms.

"Arre..yeh kya kar rahe ho?" Riddhima protested

"Wohi, jo ek rajkumari ke saath karma chahiye……" Armaan held her close and kissed her forehead.

"Armaan…tum bhi na….mujhey bilkul nikamma bana do ge…." Riddhima said lovingly as she held him snugly.

"My pleasure, princess…..main tumharey kaam aa sakoon…..that would be my honor…" Armaan smiled

"Baatein banana bahut aa gaya hain tumhey…" Riddhima smiled back and pinched his nose.

Armaan placed her down and looked into her eyes. He was about to say something, when they heard some voices approaching them. They saw a group of men with lathis and flashlights walking towards them. Riddhima clung on to Armaan, "Yeh kaun hain? Chalo car mein wapas chalte hain…."

Armaan held Riddhima close to his chest and said, 'Nahin Riddhima…ho sakta hai kahin aur jaa rahe ho? Ya humein koi aur samajh rahe ho…let's wait and see"

"Arre….Armaan baba! Tho yahan hai aap? Naina devi ke ek laute bete…..yahan ek muslim ke saath ishq firma rahe hain…." One of them spoke. He was a tall tin man with glasses and a long flowing moustache. Riddhima shuddered at his sight, and clawed onto Armaan's shirt.

"Kya chahiye aapko?" Armaan asked politely

"Hum yahan tumhey samjhaane aaye hain Armaan baba…..yeh muslim ka saath chhod do….aapka bhavishya bahut sunhera hai….hum aapko aur Naina devi ko apne samaj ki sabse oonchi gaddi par baithaana chahte hain…..par iska saath chhod do tho sab shanti se ho jaayega…" another man spoke up

"Aap mujhey dhamki de rahe hain?" Armaan asked angrily.

"Nahin Armaan baba…dhamki nahin, pyaar se samjha rahe hain!" the first man banged his lathi on the sand

"Aapke haav-bhaav se tho isme pyaar ki nahin, gunda gardi ki boo aa rahi hai!" Armaan said

"Beta….humein majboor mat karo….yadi is ladki ka aur iske parivaar ka saath nahin chhoda tho accha nahin hoga…" one of the elderly men spoke this time. Armaan recognized him from the temple earlier. He was present at his nanaji's memorial service.

Riddhima was shivering with fright and buried her face in Armaan's chest.

"Yeh meri patni hai, aur iska parivar mera parivar hai….aap log hamara kuch nahin bigaad sakte!" Armaan yelled this time

"Armaan..please chalo yahan se…" Riddhima's voice trembled.

"Pachtaaoge….yadi is ladki ko zinda dekhna chahte ho, tho iska saath chhod do…..apne dharam ki kisi ladki se shaadi kar lo!" they threatened

Armaan covered Riddhima with both his arms and stared them down, "Iska baal bhi baanka nahin kar sakte aap log…..jab tak main zinda hoon…..aap iska kuch nahin bigaad sakte…."

"Theek hai phir Armaan baba…..humein baad mein mat kehna humney chetaavni nahin di thi…..chalo bhaiyon….." the elderly man gestured his gang to leave them alone.

The bullies turned around to leave. Armaan stood there sheltering Riddhima with his arms, agitated and trembling with rage.

Armaan finally turned around and consoled Riddhima, "Don't worry Riddhima…..yeh log hamara kuch nahin bigaad sakte…chalo wapas chalte hain…"

As they walked back, Armaan felt someone was following them. He glanced with the corner of his eyes and saw a man with a knife behind Riddhima. Armaan pulled Riddhima aside and grabbed the man's wrist, "khabardaar…meri Riddhima ko haath bhi lagaaya tho"

Riddhima was aghast and screamed, "ARMAAN!"

Armaan pinned the man on the sand and tried to grab his knife. The man tried to get away, but managed to slash Armaan's hand in the process. Armaan tried to grab the man's legs, but the man managed to escape.

Riddhima helped Armaan get up on his feet, "Yeh kya ho raha hai Armaan? Please ghar chalo…mujhey bahut darr lag raha hai…"

Armaan got up, his eyes still full of rage. He put his arm around Riddhima and they walked towards the car.

As they approached the car, Riddhima saw blood flowing from Armaan's hand.

"ARMAAN! Tumhara haath!" she was petrified. She tore the corner of her lehnga and tied it around his hand.

Armaan looked at her adoringly and said, "bilkul filmi heroine ki tarah?"

Riddhima was sobbing, "chup raho!….dekho kitna khoon beh gaya hai…."

"Kitna mehnga lehnga tha yeh…..dekho kharab ho gaya ab…" Armaan joked

"Tumhare khoon se keemti nahin hai kuch bhi…understand? Ab chalo, mujhey darr lag raha hai….kahin wo wapas na aa jaaye" Riddhima tied a knot on the tourniquet.

"Arre…sahib aap log bahut jaldi aa gaye!" Hariram seemed surprised to see them.

Armaan looked at Hariram suspiciously, "driver…gaadi ki chaabi do!"

"Jee sir….aap baithiye…..main le chalta hoon…..kahan jaana hai?" Hariram said politely

"Jahan bhi jaana hai…..hum khud chale jaayenge….aaj ke baad apni shakal bhi mat dikhana…..YOU ARE FIRED!" Armaan yelled at Hariram

Hariram was taken aback and looked at Riddhima, "Madam? Main aapke yahan 4 saal se kaam kar raha hoon….aapka namak khaya hai….aisa mat kariye…."

Armaan intervened, "Namak khaya hai, tabhi tujhey police ke hawaale nahin kar raha….yaad rakho main in logon ka bodyguard hoon…..tum ab yahan se jaa sakta ho! UNDERSTAND! GO NOW!"

Hariram was petrified and had no choice but to leave.

While riding back, Riddhima asked, "Armaan…..why were you so harsh with Hariram? He has been very faithful to me…"

"He WAS faithful…..par jaanti ho, usney hi phone karke un gundon ko beach par bulaaya tha…..trust me Riddhima, I can smell danger from afar…..Hariram is very dangerous for both you and Riddhan….aur main yeh seh nahin sakta ki mere jeete jee tum dono ko koi haath bhi lagaaye…" Armaan squeezed Riddhima's hand.

Riddhima slid right next to Armaan and leaned her head on his shoulder, "Khuda ka shukr hai tum wapas aa gaye….I have no fear as long as you are with me…"

Armaan stroked her head, "main sirf tumhare liye hi wapas aaya hoon jaan…"
CHAPTER 45:

As they drove off from the beach, Riddhima noticed that Armaan's hand was still bleeding through the cloth tied around his hand.

"Armaan…please Rahul bhai ke yahan chalo…dekho tumhare haath se khoon behta hi jaa raha hai…." Riddhima pleaded

"don't worry Riddhima, mere shareer ne aise bahut zakhm dekhey hain…" Armaan reassured her

"Armaan! Tumhey aadat hogi, par main tumhey taqleef mein nahin dekh sakti! Please chalo Rahul bhai ke yahan….kahin ghav naasoor na ban jaaye….tumhey meri kasam!"

"OK..OK…tum auraton ko kaun samjhaye?….Ok batao unka address kya hai?"

They arrived at Dr Rahul Garewal's house.

"Arre, Riddhima tum? Itni raat gaye…aur Armaan bhi? Aao aao…..you will be surprised to know that Muskaan bhi andar hai….she just got here…" Rahul welcomed them inside

"Bhai? Riddhima? Tum dono yahan?" Muskaan was surprised and a little embarrassed to be found at Rahul's flat at that hour

"Hmm…Muskaan….mujhey poonch na chahiye….tum kya kar rahi ho yahan?" Armaan teased his sister.

"Aap, bhai-behen baad mein poonch-taach kar lena…..Rahul bhai please Armaan ke haath ko dekh lo…" Riddhima held Armaan's hand in front of the doctor.

Rahul unwrapped the hand, "Oh…bahut ghera ghaav hai…kaise hua yeh? Aao andar mere clinic mein aa jao….I will take care of it…"

The two men went inside his little clinic attached to his flat.

Muskaan turned to Riddhima, "kya hua Riddhima? Bhai ko chot kaise lagi?"

Riddhima told her what happened at the beach

"Hey bhagwan! Mujhey yahi darr tha….Riddhima, mujhey tumhey ek raaz bataana hai…" Muskaan took an envelope out of her bag and took out a photograph and some folded pieces of paper.

"Batao Riddhima…inhey pehchaana?" Muskaan showed her the old photograph of Naina receiving a trophy in college. She was standing next to a familiar looking face, who seemed to be the joint recipient of the trophy.

Riddhima was aghast. Her jaw dropped to her knees, "ABBU? Yeh …yeh….photo kahan se mili?"

"Riddhima….hamari mama aur tumhare Abbu ek hi college mein the…they were the singing stars of their college…they won a lot of awards for their duet singing…." Muskaan explained

Riddhima's hands were still shaking at the revelation, "M..Muskaan…tho iska matlab, Abbu ka khoya pyaar bhi kahin? Ya khuda…yeh kaise ho sakta hai?" Riddhima felt dizzy and thought she would pass out any moment.

Armaan and Rahul joined the women after his wound was dressed appropriately.

"Kya hua Riddhima?" Armaan was worried to see Riddhima's ghost white expression.

Muskaan showed the photograph to both Armaan and Rahul.

"My God! I don't believe it!" Armaan was shocked himself

"Wow! Kabhie socha tha ki duniya itni choti bhi ho sakti hai?" Rahul exclaimed

Armaan saw some folded sheets of paper in Muskaan's hands, "Yeh kya hai Muskaan?"

"Pata nahin bhai…lagta hai urdu mein letters hain….mujhey urdu script samajh nahin aati….dekho…tum tho padh lete ho na urdu?" Muskaan handed the letters to Armaan.

Armaan read the 3 letters and had tears in his eyes; he was speechless.

Riddhima and Muskaan looked at Armaan intently-they wanted answers.

"Mama aur tumhare Abbu….mama aur tumhare Abbu…bahut pyaar karte the ek doosre ko….lekin…lekin tumhare dada aur mere nana ne unke pyaar ko kabhie nahin samjha….aur..aur.." Armaan's voice was husky and he could barely speak. Riddhima hugged him and started crying her self.

Rahul held Muskaan and comforted her.

"Armaan…hamare pyaar ke saath tho kahin aisa nahin hoga?" Riddhima sobbed

"Nahin hoga Riddhima….tumhare Abbu tho hum dono ko ek saath dekhna chahte hain….aur jab mama ko sach pata chalega, wo bhi maan jaayengi.." Armaan reassured Riddhima.

"Jaante hain aap sab?…Mere Abbu mere asli Abbu nahin hain…main unke dost ki beti hoon….aur ab sab saaf saaf samajh aa raha hai mujhey….," Riddhima looked at Muskaan and Rahul, "Abbu ne shaadi tho ki thi meri Ammi se, par kabhie unhey shauhar jaisa pyaar nahin diya…tabhie meri Ammi ne khud khushi kar li…..wo kabhie tumhari mama ko bhula nahin paaye….."

"Aur na mama unhey bhula paayi……tabhie unhoney kabhie shaadi nahin ki aur apni saari zindagi sirf mere aur Muskaan ki parvarish mein nikaal di…..hum dono ko nanaji ek ashram se laaye the…..nanaji samaj sewa bahut karte the….kisi Hindu-muslim riots mein hamare parents ki death ho gayi thi….that is when he rescued us…" Armaan added

"I think, we should make sure they can get together again…" Rahul said

"Lekin kaise? Mama tho ab us Hindutva samaj mein itni ghul mil gayi hain, ki wo ek muslim ki taraf dekhengi bhi nahin…" Muskaan said sadly.

"Ek idea hai mere paas…MUSIC! Abbu aur mama chahe kitni bhi door ho, par unka dil sangeet se phir ek kar sakta hain hum….kya naam hain unke college ka?" Riddhima looked at the photograph again, "G.G College of fine arts and commerce….theek hai, main kal hi wahan phone karti hoon…"

Armaan and Riddhima left soon and arrived at Riddhima's house.

Riddhima saw that Aapi's light was still on, "aao Armaan…Aapi se bhi ek baar baat kar lein.."

They knocked on Aapi's door and let themselves in.

Riddhima told her Aapi all she had heard that evening regarding her real parents and the revelation about Naina and Javed.

Aapi was stunned that the kids knew so much. She finally relented and said, "haan beti….Javed aur Naina ke saath bahut bura hua….maine lakh koshish ki thi dono ko milaane ki, par tere dada aur Armaan ke nana dono ziddi the….bahut ziddi..dharam ke naam par bahut kattar the dono……balki Naina tho apna dharam badalne ko bhi tayyar thi, par uske pita nahin mane….ab samajh aaya ki jab bhi Armaan ko dekhti thi, bahut pehchaana hua sa lagta tha….."

"Kaise Aapi? Main tho unka beta bhi nahin hoon.." Armaan sat at Aapi's feet

"Beta…Naina Javed se chup chup kar milti thi….tu aur Muskaan sirf 1-2 saal ke the tab….wo tum dono ko apne saath le aati thi ghumaane ke bahaane….main tum dono ki dekh baal karti thi…..bahut khilaaya hai tujhey meine godh mein….," Aapi caressed Armaan's face affectionately, "wo log ghoomne nikal jaate the aur main tumhare saath 1-2 ghante aise hi nikaal leti thi…."

"Hmm Aapi….tho aap Armaan ko mujhsey pehle se jaanti hain…that is not fair…." Riddhima whined

"Arre….tabhie tho pehli nazar mein mujhey Armaan se lagaav ho gaya tha….yadi nahin hota tho tere liye kaise pasand karti, buddhu?" Aapi hugged Riddhima and kissed her forehead.

Aapi liked their plan and they all decided to make sure they would convince Javed and Naina to attend the college function.

NEXT DAY:

Riddhima was able to convince her manager to arrange a music function at G.G college.

The college principal and head of music were thrilled to have a celebrity like "Ms Tanya" as guest of honor.
PART 46:

COLLEGE FUNCTION:

Armaan and Muskaan convinced Naina to attend the function, "mama…wo nayi singer Tanya bhi aa rahi hai…aapko uski awaaz bahut pasand hai na?" Naina relented and arrived at her college. She felt nostalgic as old memories flooded her mind as they walked into the auditorium. She could hear Javed's deep voice echoing in the background, how they used to mesmerize the audience with their duets and ghazals…..the offers from different music composers pouring in….and then everything was over!

She put her hands on her ears as she remembered how her father and Javed's father had threatened each other….the abuses they hurled at each other….and then one day she heard that Javed was married…..she never saw him again or heard from him…..wo sab yaadein ban kar hi reh gayi…..


Javed was thrilled that his daughter was going to perform at his Alma mater. He still had some fond and some painful memories of his college…..he had met the love of his life here, but also lost her because of parental pressure. He had not forgiven himself for marrying someone else, and may be that is why he had stopped listening to music for all these years….it was his way of punishing himself for betraying his love….

Armaan made sure that the security arrangements at the auditorium were adequate. He knew that the threat they received the other night should not be taken lightly. There were security cameras installed everywhere and the guards were under strict orders to check all the people thoroughly at the entrance.

Javed, Aapi, Rahul, Sarah and Riddhan sat far from Armaan, Muskaan and Naina as per plan.


Riddhima received a warm welcome and came on the stage.


"Tanya? Yeh tho Riddhima…mera matlab Riddhima hai!" Naina was shocked and offended, "tho is liye laaya hai mujhey?" she got up to leave. Armaan tried to persuade her, "mama…ek baar gaana tho sun lo….aap please yahan tamasha mat kariye…."


Naina's footsteps stopped as soon as she heard the song:

"Humein tum se pyaar kitna…" from "Kudrat" –FEMALE VERSION (sorry lyrics are from male version)

http://www.dishant.com/album/kudrat.html


humei tum se pyaar kitanaa, ye hum naheen jaanate
magar jee naheen sakate, tumhaare beenaa


Riddhima started singing Naina's favorite song. Naina had received several accolades for this song and that song was special to her, as Javed had fallen for her after she sang that song.


When she saw Naina walking towards the exit, Riddhima paused, "Yeh gaana aapke college ki mashoor student Naina Mallik ka gaana hai…main unse request karti hoon ki wo khud hi stage par aakar yeh gaana hum sab ko sunaaye….please Naina ji aap stage par aa jaaiye…." Riddhima pointed towards Naina.

The audience turned around and Naina realized that everyone's eyes were fixated on her expectantly. The audience stood up and started clapping to invite Naina to the stage.


Javed was stunned to hear Naina's name. THEN HE SAW HER! His heart stopped for a moment. He had a faint smile on his lips as a tear escaped his eyes. Kitne saal baad….lekin tum bilkul waisi hi ho….bas baal thode kam ho gaye hain….aur safed bhi…..


Naina had no choice but to join Riddhima on the stage.


Riddhima handed over the microphone to Naina and stepped aside. Naina gave Riddhima a cold look, but accepted the microphone.


Naina started singing and sang the whole song in her beautiful soulful voice with her eyes closed. Javed could not hold his tears and placed Riddhan on his lap to hide his emotions.


humei tum se pyaar kitanaa, ye hum naheen jaanate
magar jee naheen sakate, tumhaare beenaa
sunaa gam judaee kaa, uthhaate hain log
jaane jindagee kaise, bitaate hain log
din bhee yahaa to lage, baras ke samaan
humei intajaar kitanaa, ye hum naheen jaanate
magar jee naheen sakate, tumhaare beenaa
tumhe koee aaur dekhe, to jalataa hain dil
badee mushkilon se fir, sanbhalataa hain dil
kyaa, kyaa jatan karate hai, tumhe kyaa pataa
ye dil bekaraar kitanaa, ye hum naheen jaanate
magar jee naheen sakate, tumhaare beenaa


Naina received a thunderous applause after her beautiful performance. She had sung the song with her soul and heart…..just like 30 years ago…..when Javed had fallen for her!


Naina stood still with her eyes still closed. She felt that she was back in her college 30 years ago……she did not want to come out of the trance like state…..her dreams would shatter again if she opened her eyes….


"Main ab apne aziz Abbu, Javed Khan sahib se farmaish karoongi ki wo bhi hum sab ko stage par ek gaana sunaaye…..mere Abbu bhi is college ke mashoor singer reh chuke hain…" Riddhima announced on the microphone


Javed was stunned and dumbstruck, "yeh..yeh…kya keh rahi hai Riddhima?" Armaan helped Javed from the seat and walked with him to the stage.


Naina opened her eyes and there she saw him….HE WAS STANDING ON THE STAGE WITH HER! Just like old times……


Naina was trembling; she did not know how to react-she turned around to leave, but Riddhima stopped her and whispered, "nahin mama…aaj aap Abbu ka saath nahin chhodengi…..aap bhi unke saath gaayengi….."


Javed looked at Naina tearfully as if pleading her to stay. Naina's feet were like jello….she could not move even if she wanted to….


Javed sang this beautiful song from "Aitbaar" (old) – "kisi nazar ko tera intezaar aaj bhi hai"

http://www.dishant.com/album/aitbaar-(1985).html


Naina joined him in the latter part of the song.


kisee najar ko teraa, intajaar aaj bhee hain
kahaa ho tum ke ye dil bekaraar aaj bhee hain
wo waadiyaa, wo fijaayen ke hum mile the jahaan
meree wafaa kaa wahee par majaar aaj bhee hain
n jaane dekh ke kyoo un ko ye huaa yehasaas
ke mere dil pe unhe ikhtiyaar aaj bhee hain
wo pyaar jis ke liye humane chhod dee duniyaan
wafaa kee raah mein ghaayal wo pyaar aaj bhee hain
yakeen naheen hain magar aaj bhee ye lagataa hain
meree talaash mein shaayad bahaar aaj bhee hain


Both Naina and Javed were tearful and lost in each other's eyes at the end of the song. Everyone appreciated their performance; the audience gave them a standing ovation.

Armaan and Riddhima stood together in the background. They both had tears and hugged each other. Muskaan and Rahul also joined them on the stage.


Javed and Naina bowed to the audience, hand in hand just like old times. Javed escorted Naina to the back stage.


Riddhima, Armaan, Muskaan and Rahul held hands and followed their parents. They stopped at a distance when they saw Javed holding Naina's hands. The four of them decided to leave the lovers alone and decided to wait outside with Riddhan, Sarah and Aapi.


Javed and Naina cried their hearts out to each other.


"Tumhari awaaz mein abhi bhi wo hi dard hai Naina," Javed said tearfully

"Jab dard badh jaata hai, tho aur bhi suhana ho jaat hai Javed…..kaise ho tum?" Naina wiped her tears.

"Shayad is din ke liye hi jee raha tha…" Javed said

"Tho Riddhima tumhari beti hai?"

"Haan…beti jaisi hi hai…..meri shaadi tho huyi thi, par main na tumhare saath insaafi kar saka, na Salma se…..yahi meri sazaa hai…" Javed's voice was cracking

"Sazaa tho hum dono ko hi mili hai…..maine Riddhima ko kitna galat samjha…kitna bhala bura kaha, aur usne sirf mera bhala hi chaha hai….tumney bahut acchi tarah paala hai usey.." Naina smiled a little.


"Jaise tumney Armaan aur Muskaan ko paala hai….jab bhi un dono se mila, hamesha jaane pehchaane se lage….kya pata tha ki wo dono wohi chote chote bacche hain jinhey tumhare baba ne godh liya tha…" Javed smiled back


"Shayad bhagwan humein phir se milaana chahta tha…tabhi Armaan ko Riddhima ke itne kareeb le aaya…." Naina said


"Tum theek kehti ho…..shayad khuda ko hamare pyaar par aakhir yakeen ho hi gaya…," Javed stroked Naina's hair and came closer.


Naina leaned over and buried her face in his chest. They both sobbed silently, trying to wash off the pent up pain…..


Out in the lobby, her fans and students from the college surrounded Riddhima.
They all wanted Riddhima to perform after the heart-warming performance by their college alums.


Riddhima did not disappoint her fans and went back on the stage. She performed some popular and new numbers from her forthcoming albums. Armaan proudly sat amongst the audience and admired her performance.

Both Armaan and Riddhima were very happy today-they had achieved what no one had in the last 30 years-managed to re unite two people who loved each other intensely.


Javed and Naina's love was so true and pure, that even though they never had a physical relationship, their love transcended the seven seas and bound their adopted children in an equally passionate relationship. They had transferred all their pain of separation into nurturing Armaan, Muskaan and Riddhima.


Javed and Naina admired Riddhima's performance from the sidelines.
Naina was very proud of her daughter-in-law. She forgave Riddhima's lies, she could care less that she was muslim, she had made up her mind that she would not join the Hindutva samaj – she had found the most cherished thing in her life-her LOVE!


Javed could not have asked for a better Eid season this year-he was grateful to Riddhima and Armaan for giving back his love.


Just as Riddhima was finishing her last song, there was a scuffle at one of the entrances to the auditorium. The commotion in the stands interrupted Riddhima's performance.


Everyone looked behind; Armaan alerted the security guards with his intercom.
Before anyone realized what was happening, a gunshot was fired towards the stage.


Armaan looked behind and saw an enraged Hariram pointing a gun towards the stage. Armaan ran towards the stage to protect Riddhima. Riddhima was in a state of shock like everyone else in the auditorium and could not move!


Naina and Javed rushed to save Riddhima.

And then! The bullet STRUCK!


There was blood all over the stage.

Armaan saw Riddhima on the floor with Naina and Javed lying in a pool of blood. Armaan was trembling-he could not believe what had just happened. The security personnel were handcuffing Hariram; the auditorium was in a state of panic. Rahul , Muskaan and Aapi picked Riddhan and Sarah and ran to a corner for shelter.

PART 47: CONCLUSION


There was chaos and commotion in the auditorium. Security and police had surrounded the building and were escorting people out safely. The gunman was arrested shortly.

"Main in sab ko maar doonga….sab ko maar doonga!" Hariram, the gunman kept shouting and pointing towards the stage as the police handcuffed him.


Armaan helped Riddhima get up on her feet. He was relieved to see that she was not hurt. Armaan turned around and was horrified to see Javed and his mom lying unconscious in the pool of blood. Riddhima screamed loudly at the gruesome sight. Javed was lying on top of Naina; no one could tell where the blood was oozing from. It seemed that Naina had shielded Riddhima from the bullet, but Javed managed to come in front of Naina at the last minute. The bullet had pierced Javed's chest and hit Naina right over her heart.


An ambulance arrived promptly, and the emergency personnel picked both Javed and Naina's bodies on stretchers.


"Aap sab please peeche hathiye….yeh area ab restricted hai…," one of the policemen ordered everyone to vacate the stage.


Riddhima was numb from the whole experience; she felt dizzy and turned pale. Armaan caught her before she collapsed on the stage, and carried her outside.

Rahul, Muskaan, Aapi and the kids were waiting anxiously. Armaan helped everyone into the car. Riddhima was conscious by now and hugged Aapi and Riddhan, "yeh sab meri wajah se hua hai…"

"Beti…khuda ki dua se kuch nahin hoga….tu himmat haar degi tho bacchon ka kya hoga…" Aapi said tearfully.


Armaan drove as fast as he could and followed the ambulance all the way to the hospital. Riddhima hugged Riddhan and silently said her Namaaz. Muskaan had Sarah in her lap, but closed her eyes and chanted the Gayatri mantra all the way.


They all arrived at the hospital and waited anxiously out side the operating room.
Armaan sat with Riddhan in his lap and arm around Riddhima. Riddhima kept blaming herself for the incident. "Riddhima…..yeh tho kahin bhi ho sakta tha….tumhari galti nahin hai…..aur tumhey kuch ho jaata tho main kya karta?" Armaan caressed her tearfully. He was kicking himself for the lapse in security. Hariram had sneaked in with his old ID. Armaan had forgotten to confiscate his ID when he had fired him from the job.


Dr Garewal was trying his best to find out the details about the cases, "goli un dono ko lagi hai, khoon bhi kaafi beh gaya hai…..hopefully they will both make it!" he reassured everyone. Muskaan was devastated. She was very close to Naina and in a way blamed herself for the whole incident. If she had not pursued the photograph and letters…..then mama would have been fine…..


Aapi was the pillar of strength for all the children. She was confident that both Naina and Javed would survive this test of their love also. She thought, "yadi khuda ke paas bhi chale gaye, tho kam se kam ek saath hi jaayenge….ab unke beech yeh faasle kabhie nahin rahenge….chahe wo is zameen par rahein ya khuda ke paas."

They were informed that this heinous action was a one-man show. Hariram had managed to fool the security personnael, as he claimed he was Tanya's driver. He was upset that his idol Naina devi's son was involved with a Muslim girl. Hariram was outraged when he was fired from his job because Armaan sided with a Muslim girl instead of a Hindu driver. Hariram was an unmarried man, who had recently become involved with some religious fanatic groups. His decision to use the firearms was taken solely my him-no one else from the samaj had ordered him to do so tonight.


Hariram was arrested without bail soon after the shooting.


The news of the shooting spread like wild fire. Both Hindu and Muslim leaders were outraged at the incident. As usual they pointed fingers at each other, but to their dismay, they could not escalate this incident into another riot. The Javed-Naina's love story was all over the press. They had become instant celebrities-their love was immortalized by the media; their songs had become instant hits!


The whole country came together and prayed in various mosques and mandirs for their recovery. Everyone wanted true love to triumph. It did not matter whether you were Hindu or Muslim; the public was fascinated by the unusual love story.
Tanya's music was very popular amongst the youth of the country. The fact that two lovers almost gave up their lives for her was enough for the youth to galvanize all their support for the dying lovers. Kids and young adults were seen SMS'ing each other with current updates on Javed and Naina's condition.

Armaan and Riddhima's story also came out in the limelight. Talk shows on TV and radio discussed their love story in detail; they were being compared to legendary lovers from history. Their love story was an open book now….right from their meeting on the cruise, to Riddhima's hidden identity to win over her love, and then re uniting after 5 years…..everyone knew about it!


Spiritual leaders for a change were focusing on the power of love- pyar ki shakti-they were convinced that Javed and Naina's true love was so powerful that Armaan and Riddhima were drawn to each other because of that energy, even though they were not related to their parents by bloodline, lived on opposite ends of the globe and belonged to different communities.


After 10 days of intense prayers and wishes from all over the country, Javed and Naina were finally out of danger. They made a gradual recovery over the next month. A month later, Armaan and Riddhima brought their parents back to their respective homes. All the major news channels and newspapers covered their recovery and journey back home. The political leaders tried to cash in on this recent Hindu-Muslim harmony by trying to woo more voters in the forthcoming elections.


Some of the religious leaders were unhappy with the Hindu-Muslim love story, as they were beginning to lose some followers. They complained to the politicians and incited them to create communal tensions, but they were tongue-tied in front of the popular public opinion and media coverage.


A MONTH AFTER THE ACCIDENT:


Javed and Naina still lived in their respective homes, but decided to get their kids married as soon as possible.


Armaan-Riddhima and Rahul-Muskaan soon had a traditional Hindu wedding, followed by a nikaah performed by the Qazi at home. Their weddings received a lot of publicity and coverage in the press. People who were opposed to the interfaith weddings protested but their voices were drowned by the popular public opinion.


Javed and Naina signed contracts with various music companies. Naina dissociated herself from the Hindutva society and their proceedings. She dedicated her time to music and recording albums with Javed.


Their children wanted Javed and Naina to get married also, but they declined, "hamare pyaar ka koi naam nahin hai bacchon…..hum chahte hain zindagi bhar is pyaar ke sahare hi zinda rahein, par kisi bandhan ke bina…hum dost aur ek doosre ke humdard ban kar hi jeeye…..ab hamari umr ishq ladhaane ke liye nahin hai……ek doosre ka saath mil gaya, wo hi bahut hai…" Javed said.


Naina looked at all of them, "tum sab ne yeh dikha diya hai ki pyaar ki taaqat se insaan koi bhi faasla tai kar sakta hai…..mujhey tum sab par bahut garv hai…," she hugged Riddhima and kissed her forehead. Armaan, Muskaan and Rahul joined her in the embrace too.




Naina added, "main chahti hoon ki Sarah aur Riddhan ko kuch din hamare paas chhod do…aur tum sab apne honeymoon par chale jao….."


Armaan winked at Riddhima and whispered in her ear, "idea bura nahin hai…last time tho cheating kar li thi…" Riddhima just blushed and lowered her eyes.


Rahul and Muskaan went to Thailand for their weeklong honeymoon.


Armaan decided to surprise Riddhima.


They drove to an unknown destination. Armaan blindfolded Riddhima and carried her to a boat at the pier.

"Ab aankhein khol lo…" he removed her blindfold. Riddhima was pleasantly surprised and ran inside the boat, "tumhey kaise pata ki mujhey yahan honeymoon manana hai?"

Armaan hugged her from behind, "tumhare dil ki har baat pehle main sunta hoon…phir kahin aur jaati hai…."

"Accha? Aisi baat hai? Tho yeh batao main kya soch rahi hoon?" Riddhima teased him

Armaan turned her around and held her close to him, "yahi ki doosre bacche ke liye tayyari kab shuru karein?"

"Tumhara bas chale tho hum hamesha tayyari hi karte rahein…" Riddhima hit him playfully

"Well…jitni practice karenge, utni hi kaamyaabi milegi humein…" Armaan kissed her neck and ears.

Riddhima moaned a little and softly uttered, "practice tho theek hai…par zyaada kaamyaabi nahin chahiye mujhey….." she gave out a faint laugh and freed herself

"Arre…Riddhima aise mat tadpao please…..kahan jaa rahi ho princess?" Armaan pleaded

Riddhima went to the control room and started the engine of the boat.

"Wow! Yeh kahan se seekha?" Armaan marveled at his wife's newly acquired skill

"Aakhir main ek ex-Navy officer ki biwi hoon…..," she cranked up the engine and accelerated the boat into the water. After they had sailed a few minutes, she took a little hammer from the drawer and crashed the navigation system of the boat.

"Arre! Arre! Yeh kya kar rahi ho? Yeh navigation system kyon thod diya?" Armaan said angrily.

Riddhima did not pay any heed; she took his communication radio from his pocket and threw it into the water.

Armaan was flabbergasted, "T..Riddhima…yeh kya kar rahi ho? Ab hum wapas kaise jaayenge? We will never find our way back!"

Riddhima brushed off the dust from her hands and circled her arms around Armaan's neck, "Exactly captain! I am making sure that no one can find us or rescue us this time…..I want a real honeymoon….just you and me….humein koi bhi yahan dhoond na sake…."

Armaan's anger melted and he could not help smiling, "bahut shaitaan ho tum…..ab iska ilaaj bhi mujhey hi karna padhega!" He kissed her lips passionately and carried her inside the bedroom in the boat.

He placed her on the bed and pressed his body on top of her, "aise mazaak ki bahut mehngi keemat chukaani padhegi tumhey…."

"I am ready captain…..mooh maanga inaam milega.." she rolled off from under him and teased him to come get her.


Armaan grabbed her wrists and pulled her over him, "mooh maanga inaam? Really? Baad mein mukar mat jaana," he kissed her and whispered softly.


"maang kar tho dekho…" Riddhima moaned in pleasure

"mujhey tumhara saath har janam mein chahiye……tum hamesha meri hi rehna…," he whispered as he gently peeled her clothes.

"captain…..your wish is my command…." She nibbled at his ear and drove him into a frenzy


song in background as they enjoy seven days of bliss away from the world:
"tera saath hai kitna pyara" from "jaanbaaz"

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-853.html

tera saath hai itana pyaara -2
kam lagta hai jeevan saara
tere milan ki lagan mein
hamein aana padega duniya mein dubaara -2

maine tan man tujh par vaara
pyaas bujhi na karke nazaara
tere milan ki lagan ...

jitni tujhamein hai ada ( utni hi vafa ) -2
jitna jahaan mein pyaar hai ( tujhse mujhe mila ) -2
badhti hi jaaye ye betaabi badhti jaaye ye betaabi
jitana karoon nazaara
hamein aana padega ...
pyaar ke ek ek pal pe hain ( sau jeevan qurbaan ) -2
pyaar kabhi marta nahi ( marte hain insaan ) -2
pyaar usi ka jeevan hai jo tere saath guzaara
hamein aana padega ...


Soon after their honeymoon, both Riddhima and Muskaan were pregnant.
Nine months later, Muskaan had a son who they named "Atif Rahul Garewal"
Armaan and Riddhima had a daughter, "Diya Armaan Mallik!"


THE END

I hope you enjoyed this story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thanks for all your ideas, suggestions and encouragement, without which I could not have continued this story.

Edited by moonkmh.... - 10 years ago

AR SS/OS TRUE LOVE



Chapter 1 :

She smiled seeing him coming towards her as he handed her, her favorite chocolate. she snatched it from him and started eating like a child. he smiled seeing her childishness but she looked extremely cute and adorable.
"Sid wow i so love this nuts and rice one."
"Riddhima and i so love this smile on your face." she looked at him smiling whole heartedly and she shook her head at her silly friend.
"well mr sid u always lose the bet not my fault." she again reminded him of her victory. "i love loosing from you." "why?" she asked getting curious
"because ur a monkey, if u lose ul start attacking me." he laughed as her mouth hung open in shock and she fumed in anger.
"sid ke bachhe i will not leave u." he ran for his life as she ran after him.

"Armaan did u see Riddhima and Sid, nowadays theyre always together, i think they are falling for each other wow this will be so amazing na even JP was telling me about their closeness." Shilpa said while hugging him. but little was he paying attention to her he didnt like this, not at all. he just didint know wat was happening to him from few days. he cudnt see this closeness between sid and Riddhima. it pierced his heart. Whenever he saw them hugging laughing spending time with each other he started feeling angry. he didnt know why but he wanted to just go and kill him for touching her. he himself was not aware of wat he was thinking and why.
he excused himself from Shilpa, his anger rising badly as her words again echoed in his head
"i think they are falling for each other wow this will be so amazing na even JP was telling me about their closeness." as he went after Riddhima

coming in the store room, he locked it behind. she turned startled to see him standing there. she heaved a sigh of relief, greeted him and started to go out when he held her wrist aggressively turning her around he pushed her towards the wall. she winced in pain as her back hit the wall. coming closer he jammed his body upon hers and his red bloodshot eyes displayed rage and anger

Chapter 2 :

Riddhima stunned with his action speaks in a low voice... " Armaan... what are you doing... Leave me... "
Armaan looks at her in rage... " Whats going on between you and Sid... Are you now falling for him... "
Riddhima looks at him confusedly... " Armaan... what are you talking about... We are just friends... "
Armaan speaks sarcastically... " just friends... Ya right... Thats why you are always with him  right... Only spending your precious time with Sid... And still you call him as a friend... "
Riddhima's eyes get welled up hearing him... " Ok i spend time with Sid... but what about you... You are always with Shilpa di..Did i ever complain... Then now why are you disturbed with this... "
Armaan stares at her not knowing what to say... He himself didint knew why he was angry on this...  " I dont want to talk about it... "
As Armaan proceeds to go he hears her trembling voice... The pain in her voice disturbed him...
" Armaan... the truth is you never understood me... You always took me wrong... i wish you understood me ever... "
Armaan look back and sees Riddhima crying... He felt a pain come in his heart... Slowly he moves closer to her and looks in her eyes... For a second he felt he saw something for him in those eyes... With this the thought escaped his mind... Does she love me...
Armaan slowly moves his hand and clears her tear strained face... " i am sorry... I know i have hurt you a lot... I have been a complete jerk... "
Riddhima stares at Armaan loosing into the moment... Armaan himself gets lots in her beautiful eyes... He didint knew what was happening... Something was attracting him towards her... he didint want to think... In his heart he knew he was loving the moment...
Armaan press his body close to her... Sooo close that even air couldnt pass between them... Riddhima gasp feeling him sooo close... She didint understand what was happening... " Armaan... "
Armaan moves closer to her and gives a longing kiss on her cheek... " Riddhimaa... "
Giving into the moment he starts to give several kisses on her face... He then moves down to her neck and starts to nibble her skin... Riddhima slowly moves her hand on his hair gently caressing it...
As Armaan moves up and brush his lips on hers Riddhima's eyes pop out... She come back to reality at once... Stunned she look at Armaan who was going to kiss her... But Riddhima roughly moves away from him and run out of the gallery...

Chapter 3 :

Armaan comes back to reality as he understands what he was upto. he moves a hand in his hair shocked and startled at his act. what the hell was that he thought. he knew he loved Shilpa he only loved Shilpa, from the day he knew what love was he had only loved her. After her marriage he was broken, he had thought he wud never be able to live, to smile to love but with her comeback he was happy beyond limits. but why did it feel so different now. after Riddhima made her way in his life everything changed. he changed. he didnt feel the same for riddhma any more. why? he cud never answer this question. all he knew was Riddhima had made a very strong place in his heart. he started to harbor feelings for her.
once again her words flashed back in his mind.
"Ok i spend time with Sid... but what about you... You are always with Shilpa di..Did i ever complain... Then now why are you disturbed with this... "
he cud not answer this question all he knew was now this was it. he wanted the answers to his questions. he wanted HER to answer his questions. why did she affect him so badly? was she falling for Sid? thinking about this he felt an unbearable pain in his chest as he felt scared. "NO" " she does not loves him, i know she dosent. enough of running Riddhima i want the answer to all my questions now. i cant see u with him. i just cant." he confessed to himself.
coming to the fire escape, she cried hysterically. as all the moments again flashed in her mind she felt guilty and shameful. Shilpa divorced sid becoz she loved armaan. Riddhima had promised herself to forget armaan for her di. and now she was cuming in between of her dis love. No! she cudnt let that happen at all. she cudnt let her ruin her dis happiness.
"if u think i luv sid armaan then let it be that way, atleast you and di wud be happy. if this wud bring u both together then i will do it. i can go o any extent for my dis happiness, any extent. i will show you that me and sid are a couple." she wiped her tears with determinition and will in her heart

Chapter 4 :

Next morning Armaan walks into the locker room and see Riddhima again with sid... He starts to feel the pain again... He didint like when they were together... He looks at Riddhima who was laughing with Sid... he  wished she would be happy with him like that... Armaan gets shocked on his own thoughts...what the hell was he thinking... He loved Shilpa... But still Riddhima's thoughts haunted him badly...
Ignoring them Armaan walks up to his locker... After a while Shilpa enter the locker room and greets everyone... then she moves near Armaan ... " heyy Armaan... I missed you a lot... "
Armaan just nod his head in reply... Shilpa frowns seeing this... " Armaan... Are u fine... You are soo quiet today... "
Armaan turns to reply when he notice Riddhima hugging Sid... A sudden pain hit him like a jolt... He couldnt bear to see this... Armaan speaks in a trembling voice... " We are late... All of you report to nurse station now... "
Armaan looks up from his file and notice all of them entering nurse station... he again frowns seeing Riddhima with Sid... Ignoring his thoughts he talks in a cold voice... " Duties for today... JP you will assist Shilpa in general word... Sid you will be in ICU... And Riddhima you will work with me in a new case... "
Riddhima protests hearing him... " BUt... I want to do duty with Sid... "
Armaan again feels a pain in his heart... " Look Dr Riddhima... You have to follow my orders... Now all of u get back to work... "
After sometime Riddhima proceeds into Armaan's office... As she reach near the door she feels someone pull her inside... Armaan pulls her inside and locks the door... Riddhima looks at him in fear... She felt nervous... She knew she will loose if she was alone with him... Riddhima tries to open the door when Armaan pulls her back and jam her with his body...
Armaan looks at her in rage and speaks in a painful voice... " Why Riddhima... Why are you doing this to me... "
Riddhima avoids looking at him... being soo close to him she knew she will loose all her senses... " Armaan  plsss... "
Armaan moves closer and look at her deeply... He holds her face in his palms... " Tell me...Answer me damit... "
Riddhima looks back at him in anger... " I dont understand... What are you talking about Armaan .. "
Armaan looks at her calmly... He moves down to her neck and gives a light kiss.. Riddhima feels loosing her senses... Armaan trails his lips on her neck and whispers... " You really donno why i am asking... tell me... "
Riddhima tries to gain control... " Armaan plss leave me... "
Armaan moves the sleeve of her dress down and gives fervent kisses on her shoulder... Riddhima holds on the door knob burning in the pleasure... As Armaan moves up to her face level to kiss her Riddhima push him away ... " Stay away...just stay away from me Armaan... You have no right to come closer to me... What i do with sid is non of your business... "
Riddhima storms off from the office in anger... Armaan holds his head in his palm in shock... he was stunned by his own actions... He looks up to the door in tears... He knew it now... he was in love with Riddhima...

Chapter 5 :

yes he loved her! he loved her a lot. he knew it now. all the pieces were falling right. the day she had entered his life he had fallen head over heels in love with her. her smile her innocence. everything about her attracted him towards her. she was the goddess of purity and beauty. he just cudnt help but fall deeper and deeper for her. he knew he loved her madly. much more than he did Shilpa. he always claimed that he loved Shilpa but today he understood the power of his love for Riddhima. it had so much intensity that it forced him to love Riddhima crazily and deeply. he loved her beyond limits. he had never got physical with Shilpa, he never felt those physical emotions erupting in hiss body for her but with Riddhima he very well knew how badly he wanted her!
he wanted her and only her. her odour drove him crazy. whenever she came close he had always lost all his senses. yes he loved her and now he was adamant to make her his.
"you qre mine, only mine miss Riddhima Gupta and now i will make you mrs Riddhima armaan malik. you only and only belong to me and i will go to any extent to make you mine."

"armaan bhaiya armaan bhaiya." an excited JP came running towards him
"kya hai JP?" " We told na Riddhima flower ji and Sid baiyya is falling for each other, and you didnt listen. i just heard it from my ears. Riddhima flower ji was saying i love you to him. how amazing? one more love story in sanjeevani.
"What?" armaan asked totally flabbergasted and shocked
"haan i always knew they were meant to be. they look so cute together."
armaan felt as if someone took away the earth from beneath his feet. tears started to form in his eyes as he felt his soul dying and his heartbeat stopping. no he thought. she was only and only his and he knew she loved him too. she loved armaan. he got really angry jealous and frustrated.

Chapter 6 :

she was walking in the corridor when she felt someone pulling her in the store room. pulling her in he closed the door behind and locked it behind. she gasped seeing him pinning her hard to the door. his eyes were again bloodshot red and she could easily see the murder anger and passion in the. she shuddered with fear seeing this.
"Enough armaan leave me alone, what the hell is your problem god damit Leave me." she tried to get out of his hold when he took her hands and pinned them to the door hard.his nails were digging on her skin making her wince.
"what is the relationship between you and Sid?" he ask with gritted teeth
"who are you to ask this question. this is my life dont poke your nose in it."
"for the last time what is the relationship between you and Sid?." he asked trying his best to control his anger and the storm raging inside him.
"i love Sid happy, now let me go." she lied to him
"You are lying, i want the bloody truth dont test my patience Riddhima." he said shocked the anger rising more
"im not lying i love sid, u wanted to know this na now plz let me go." she almost yelled
not able to control himself anymore he smacked his lips hard and wild upon hers crushing her delicate petals under his hard and rough ones. he kissed her aggressively wildly and harder. she tried to move when he jammed his body upon hers and slammed her back with the door. he tightened his grip on her wrists as he hardened the kiss.

Chapter 7 :

Riddhima moans as she feels his lips burning on hers... She tried her level best to ignore the feeling... But feeling his lips become gentle on hers she just couldnt resist the temptation... Giving in to the moment Riddhima pulls him close to her... She moves her fingers in his hair caressing them... This makes him more passionate... Armaan holds her waist firmly and pulls her body close to his... Burning in the passion he kiss her fiercely pouring out all his love... After sometime both come out for some air... trembling Riddhima looks at Armaan... All she saw was passion in his eyes... The passion of his love... Riddhima shivers with the thought... Was he really in love with her now...
Avoiding his gaze Riddhima turns to go when Armaan pull her back to him... Riddhima back hit on his hard chest... Armaan hug her tightly and whispers in her ear... " Riddhima... You have just now proved you dont love sid... "
Riddhima tries to move out of his grip... " Armaan... leave me.. And i love sid... "
Armaan spins her and pull her close to him... " Then why did you kiss me back... If u love sid... And if you dont feel anything towards me why did u kiss me... "
Totally dumbfounded Riddhima stares at him... How could she say she loose her senses when she is close to him... Riddhima again tries to move away when Armaan speaks in a husky voice... " Forget it Riddhima... You cant act up being with Sid... I now know u  feel something for me... I will make u mine and thats a promise "

Chapter 8 :

Armaan spins her and pull her close to him... " Then why did you kiss me back... If u love sid... And if you dont feel anything towards me why did u kiss me... "
Totally dumbfounded Riddhima stares at him... How could she say she loose her senses when she is close to him... Riddhima again tries to move away when Armaan speaks in a husky voice... " Forget it Riddhima... You cant act up being with Sid... I now know u  feel something for me... I will make u mine and thats a promise "

She feels his breathe kissing her face as his chest is jammed with hers. Feeling her softness against his hardness he felt violent emotions bubbling up in his body. His heart knew it all now. He knew he loved her madly and now he even knew that how much she protests she loves him back. Leaning down he again tilted his head to capture her soft petals but she pushed him away.

"Don't you dare Armaan Malik, Dont even think. I hate you, youre disgusting Dr. Malik, I loathe you. You can never love someone, Shilpa di loves you so much, she left Sid for you, she divorced him! She did this becoz she luvs you and if i am correct u always claimed to love her like maniacs. You were the great great eternal aashiq. I hate u Malik, you can never love someone. Please for god sake stay away from me, di loves you and you shud luv her back." She said as tears flowed down she felt disgusted at herself. How cud she even think of it. He was not hers. He cud never be hers than why to even think of him. Coming closer he angrily pulled her closer, his eyes displaying utter anger and rage as he spoke bitterly, "Love, ahaan of course I loved her, atleast that was what I had thought ms Riddhima, but you know what it was you who changed me, who changed my love. Whenever you came closer I lost myself, my senses stopped working my heart shouted to be with you. Whenever you smiled this whole world seemed nothing in front of you. You forced me to fall in love with you and now there is only one thing that I know and that is I love you, only and only you and one think i will make sure that you become mine, in every way possible." His nails were digging in her shoulders as his face was just a centimeter away.

"Don't you dare Armaan, don't you dare try and come closerm I love Sid and I luv him only." She spoke stammering highly affected with this intimacy and those blue hypnotizing eyes.

"Really haan lets see how much you love him ms Gupta, lets just wait and watch. I know u love me, and today il make you mine in front of this whole world." Leaving a flabbergasted Riddhima back he left the store room

She shuddered with fear remembering his words

"Today? What will he do now?"

 

 Chapter 9 :

Riddhima set silently in the locker room thinking about today's incident... She just couldnt throw away his memories... The way he touched her... The way he kissed her... She just couldnt deny the fact that it effected her... His every single touch effected her... No matter how much she claimed that she hated  him... Her heart knew she can never hate him... The feeling were still the same for him... And Sid... She knew Sid was just a way to stay away from him... And now all she wanted was to stay away from him... As much as she could...
Riddhima holds her head  feeling the tension rise... She kept thinking about his words... today il make you mine in front of this whole world... What was he gonna do... Riddhima felt the nervous thinking about it... what was he planning to do... As she gave more thought about it she felt herself getting more tensed... Riddhima tries to calm down herself when Sid enters into the locker room... " Hey Riddhima... what wrong... You look tensed... "
Riddhima force a small smile... " Ohh Nothing... Just a little headache...
Sid looks at her concerned... " Ohhh wait let me give you a little Massage...It may help... "
Sid moves near her and starts to Massage her Temple... Just then Armaan walks into the locker room and notice them... He feels jealous seeing him Touch her... Riddhima feels someone's presence... When she opens her eyes she sees Armaan looking at her in anger... She could clearly see the rage in those eyes... Riddhima instantly gets up from the bench.. She knew Armaan will try to come closer again... " Sid lets go to Canteen... i feel hungry... "
Before Riddhima could move Armaan speaks up... " Wait... I have a announcement to make... "
Riddhima looks at him in fear... She wondered what was cooking in his mind right now... Armaan gives her a devilish look when Shilpa and other Interns walk into the room...
Armaan walks into the center and speaks... " Ok people... I have a announcement to make... Am giving a Party tonight... Sooo all of you are invited... "
Shilpa speaks happily... " Wooow Armaan... You never told me about the party... "
Armaan looks at Riddhima and speak... " I just made the plan... I thought it would be a fun night... "
Riddhima avoids his gaze and turn to her locker... She starts to shuffle item just soo she could wait till everyone leaves... Slowly she looks around and see the place deserted... Riddhima takes a breath of relief and turns to go when Armaan blocks her way and crush her body with his... Riddhima gasp feeling close to him... She starts to look here and there with the rising nervousness...
Armaan looks at her and speaks huskily... " Sooo... You are coming to Party right... "
Riddhima shots a accusing look at him... " After seeing your behavior do you really think i will come to your party... Forget it Armaan... "
Armaan looks at her calmly... " I know you will come... You will have to come..."
Riddhima speaks up sarcastically " Ohh Really... what makes you think like that... "
Armaan looks at her with a smile... Slowly he moves closer to her nape and trace his lips on there... Riddhima signs and tries to control herself... Armaan gives a light kiss and speaks huskily... " If you dont come... i will go to your house and confront with you... what happens rest you can imagine yourself... "
Armaan moves out of the locker room leaving behind a totally dumbfounded Riddhima... Riddhima kept trying to digest his words... The circumstances would be more bad if she dont go... Unwillingly she decides to go to the Party...

Chapter 10 :

Washing her face she looked into the mirror as their memories came rushing back. Shivers ran through her whole body when she gazed at her own lips which were still trembling due to that wild kiss. She had always yearned for love, his love. This was her first ever kiss, she had for once dreamt of sharing it with him; the man she loved more than anything in the world. But before things were different, she never knew armaan loved Shilpa, she was shocked and broken when she had come to know this; it felt like this word love was never made for her, she loved her di much more than she loved him and she decided to stay away from him. But maybe it wasn't that easy, when ever his blue eyes stared at her she seemed to lose all her senses, why? She always asked herself. Turning around she started to go when Armaan entered the room. Looking at her he smirked and started to walk closer when she tried to walk pass him but he held her arm and pushed her back, as her back hit the wall she winced in pain. Coming closer he jammed his body with hers as he held her wrists firmly, digging his nails in them he jammed them with the wall, bringing his lips closer, he saw her close her eyes tightly and breathing heavily. Smiling he placed his lips on her ear as his tongue lingered over her earlobe sensually licking it. She began to lose all her senses as he touched his nose with hers and rubbed it softly, he caressed her whole face with his nose sensually moving it up and down. She gasped as his lips replaced it and he began to place passionate kisses all over face, as the moisture of his manly lips wetted her soft skin. Kissing her eyes, cheeks, forehead he came down to her lips blowing soft hot breathes upon it teasing her badly. She couldn't take this feeling of ecstasy anymore and begged to release her "Please Armaan" her soft whisper and heavy breathes just made him want her more and more, how he wished he could drag her to a corner and make senseless love to her, but this wasn't the time and he knew it, but one thing more he was utterly sure about was she was his and tonight would be a night when the world wud also know about it. Moving back he stared at her, with a crooked smile plastered on his face. As she opened her eyes, once again decreasing the gap between their faces he whispered not breaking their intense eyelock, "You dont care..?, So when i come close to you why do you forget everything.., Why does your heartbeat soo fast..., Why cant u move urself away from me Riddhima.., Cauxe you Love me.., I know u luv me and I dnt need any expalanation after this, Today i will make u mine infront of all.. and this is armaan maliks promise, stop me if u can"


 Chapter 11 :

Dressed in a beautiful red dress Riddhima walked into the party... The party was on full swing.. She looked around with rising nervousness... Armaan's words kept haunting her... She was curious as she wondered what he was gonna do tonight... As far as she knew him  she knew Armaan never back downs from his words... He do what he says... Blocking the thoughts Riddhima walks in hesitantly... Just then she notice Sid coming to her happily... " Riddhima... Ohh i have been waiting for you.. Where were you haaan... "
Riddhima gives a small smile " Ohh sorry Sid.. uhh i was just getting ready... "
Just then a thought comes up in her mind...  Ohh yes she could tell about her problem to Sid... Maybe he could help her ... " Umm Sid... I need to talk to you.. Actually... "
Her words get caught in her throat as she hears the his sensuous voice from behind... " Hello Riddhima... "
Hesitantly Riddhima turns to see Armaan who stood with a smirk... Unknowingly her gaze move down to his clothes.. As usual he looked charming... She just couldnt herself but compliment him in her heart... Riddhima notice his gaze moving down to her clothes... From her toes to her face not leaving a single part... She could see a desirable look on his face.. Armaan tries to control the demons which kept raising in him... How he wanted to take her away from all and show his intense love for her all night... Suddenly he shivers with the thought... He looks at Riddhima who had the scared look on her face... Gaining back his confidence his speaks ... " Welcome Riddhima... You donno how glad i am to see you here... "
Just then Shilpa interrupts his talks... " Ohh really... Then why were you not soo glad to see me here... "
Riddhima looked at Armaan totally surprised... But again Shilpa speaks ... " Well hi Sid and Riddhima... Good to see you both... I hope you are enjoying each others company... "
Riddhima looked at Shilpa carefully... She felt she saw a look of jealousy in her... Was she jealous seeing Sid and him together... Damn all was getting more and more complicated... Riddhima speaks in a hurried tone... " Uhh I am not feeling well... Excuse me... "
Armaan kept his gaze on her every move... he saw her moving up to the terrace... He excuses himself and moves after her.. As he knew it was the best time to implement his plan...
Armaan walks up to the terrace and looks at Riddhima who stood silently gazing up at the sky... He moves closer to her and hug her... But suddenly he hears her sob silently... Getting worried he turns Riddhima and look at her... Riddhima looked at him with bloodshot eyes... Suddenly she gets furious and brush off his hands from her shoulders...And before he could speak a word she gives a hard tight slap on his face... Armaan close his eyes in pain but decides not to speak a word...
Riddhima speaks in a muffled voice... " How can you do this to me Armaan.. How could you.. Why are you behaving like this with me... You love Shilpa di right.. Still "
Armaan starts to speak... "Riddhima... Listen to me thast not true... "
Riddhima speaks angrily ... " I am not a Toy... You cant use me like this... Its pain in my heart... Knowing that you love Shilpa... You cant use me as your timepass... "
Riddhima starts to hit on fist angrily on her chest... Armaan tries to control her... he moves closer to her and blocks her hand behind her... And touch his forehead with hers...
Armaan speaks softly... " Riddhima plsss... believe me i never thought this would happen.. But whatever you are thinking is wrong... Truth is that i have fallen for you... I Love you a lot... I love you... I guess i have learned the true meaning of love from you... "
Riddhima looks at him stunned by his words... She looks at his teary eyes... All she could see was true love for her... Yes for her... She felt a unknown happiness come in her heart...
Still shocked by his words Riddhima speaks in a low voice ... " Tell me you are not lying... You love me.. But you love Shilpa.. "
Armaan silence her with a kiss... He kiss her deeply holding her face... Pouring out all love he had for her... Riddhima gives in and kiss him back with the equal passion... Slowly Armaan moves away giving a light kiss on her lips... " Riddhima... Yes its true i did love Shilpa... When Shilpa married Sid i was totally broken... And that was when i decided to move on... I guess i never knew.. But i did really move on... After that when you walked away from my life i felt i have lost something precious.. Its you from who i learned the true love... It took time for me to understand this.. But now as i have understood i am telling you... I love you and Only you... I love you Riddhima.. "
Riddhima looks at him with tears of happiness running down her eyes.. Her happiness had no bounds...Armaan looks at her with a smile.. He starts to move closer when he feels a strong grip on his shoulder.. Suddenly he was turned and a tight blow comes on his face...
Riddhima looked in horror at Sid who was fuming in anger... Behind him stood Shilpa with a blank look... Suddenly she felt this is not gonna be that easy...

 Chapter 12 :

Getting up he looks at sid filled with anger but before he could give him another blow he holds his hand and punches him bad. "Armaan." Riddhima panicks to see this "Omg please please stop it." She starts to sob. "Riddhima stay away from him." Sid speaks angrily getting control of his bleeding teeth. "She wont stay away from me, she is only mine." Armaan speaks with all the anger and possessiveness bubbling up inside him. "Arm Armaan how could you? I you armaan tumhe huaa kya hai? Hum donon I I love you so much armaan you luv me I I divorced sid for you, armaan tumhe ho kya gaya hai or let me guess ye larki isne tumhephasaaya haina. I knew it I knew it she was like this, how can you stoop so low Riddhima? Ur disgusting ur a loose character, bi****.." she spat in anger but before she could utter a single word more armaan slapped her tightly. There was utter silence as Riddhima and sid stared at them shocked. Not even in their wildest dreams have they thought armaan wud ever slap Shilpa, but he did! Holding her cheek a furious Shilpa spoke "Did u did u just slap me armaan? I I cant believe you you just." Riddhima stared at him with fear and shock, nothing was going good nothing at all. a furious armaan spoke with gritted teeth and bloodshot red eyes, "Don't you ever dare say a word against Riddhima I swear I will kill the person who would just even see her with a bad eye." Sid himself didn't liked what Shilpa said, he and Riddhima had grew really close but he was just so shocked, just two days before armaan nd Shilpa had finally united and today he was saying he didn't love her but Riddhima this was insane and ridiculous. "Enough bas please stop it." Riddhima broke into hysteric sobs as tears fastly moved down her eyes.

Seeing her in this position his heart pierced a thousand times but he knew this had to happen. "I dont love Armaan.. And he is dont love me.. He only love you.., We are just friends thats it.." She said crying. "Riddhima."armaan tried to cut her in between but she again stopped him. "Please armaan stop it just stop it." She shouted. He got furious and holding her arms he pulled her towards him. "You wantme to stop, fine let me finish this once and for all, you all want answers and clarifications fine let me clarify everything." With this he held her wrist and dragged her out of the terrace inspite of her continuous protests he didn't leave her and dragged her down into the main hall where the party was going. Everyone stopped as they saw an extremely angry armaan dragging Riddhima down with Shilpa and sid following them. Bringing her in the center he brought her forward as everyone stared at them with confusion and shock. She looked at him and everyone as she cried badly. "you all want to know wat is the relationship between me and Riddhima, fine let me show you then." With this he pulled her closer with her arms, jamming her body hard with his not leaving an inch space even. Placing his one hand on her waist he placed the other one on her head pulling her head closer he tilted it and smacked his lips hard upon hers. Everyone stared at them with utter disbelief, and Shilpa and sid just couldn't believe their eyes
Chapter 13 :

For a moment Riddhima close her eyes ginving into the kiss.. Armaan who kept kissing her roughly becomes gentle and pull her close to him while deepening the kiss... All he wanted to show was how much love he had for her... To prove that He dont love Shilpa but her... Shilpa looked at the scene infront of her eyes... She couldnt believe it.. He never kissed her soo passionately like that... They didint even share a small kiss... Deep down her heart she had a feeling that Armaan felt something towards Riddhima... Even though he was  with her his eyes was always looking for Riddhima... The passion she wished to see in his eyes was towards Riddhima...  She did feel bad as she loved him a lot.. But she knew  this was happening for the best... Moving on was the best solution they had now...
Feeling breathless Riddhima move out of the kiss.. But her gaze was fixed on him... She never imagined he would kiss her like this infront of all... She couldnt deny the fact that she always loose her senses when he kiss her... His every kiss passionate.. His eyes speaking out his heart... In her heart she knew now that he  loved her truly.. The love for which she had been craving for in years...
The hall was now full of silence.. No one dared to speak.. Everyone's eyes was on the pair which kept staring at eachother not caring about the world.. But Sid wasnt in peace... He didint trust Armaan.. How can he say he love Riddhima all of a sudden..
Furiously he walks to Armaan and holds his collar roughly... " What the hell Armaan.. How could you do this to Shilpa... Damit she divorced me for you... She moved out of my life cauxe she loved you... How can you all of a sudden declare you love Riddhima... "
Armaan slowly moves sid's hands out of his collar... He looks at Riddhima who stood beside him shedding silent tears... And then he looked at Shilpa who stood with a blank expression...
Armaan signs and speak in a low voice... " I wont lie Sid... Yes i did love Shilpa... I cant deny it.. But when she got married to you i was totally crashed... I had no reason to live... I was totally broken... That was when Riddhima entered in my life... I remember how she consoled me.. She was beside me in every moment... He beared my Anger... My frustration... But i never heared any complains from her... She was with me beside me in the bad circumstances... I didint knew this but i started to move on.. I felt i have a reason to live... But again my ego came in between... I know i was wrong.. That was wrong of me to go after Shilpa.. When she divorced you and came back to me i thought i would be happy... But i felt something missing... I wasnt happy... Still i ignored it... And then  Riddhima walked away from my life.. Thats when i felt i have lost something precious... I felt i have died again... I needed her..  Thats when i understood i had feeling for Riddhima.. "

The hall was full of silence... Sid looked at Armaan calmly... FOr the first time he felt Armaan's words were making sense... Armaan looks at Shilpa who stood behind Sid... Slowly he walks upto her and take her hand into his... Shilpa looked at him blankly... She had nothing to say to him...
Armaan speaks up hesitantly ... " Shilpa... I wont say the love i had for you was fake... I know i did love you... But when you got married to Sid .. I guess tahts when everything changed... Seeing you as someone else wife determined me thats its high time for me to move on... I know you also did the same.. Didint you feel something missing between us... You came back to me.. But i didint see the same happiness in your eyes like before... We both knew we had move on But never accepted it... Yes its true i love Riddhima... Cauxe she has taught me the true meaning of love... She has taught me the importance of love.. Sacrifice... She is the person who gave me a new life... I never meant to hurt you... I am so sorry... "
Shilpa looks at him with a smile... " You dont have to be sorry Armaan.. I guess i knew this was coming... But as you said we always ignored it... I knew i also moved on but never accepted it... I feel guilty for hurting sid.. I know i would have lived a happy life with him... But again i lost it too... But i am happy for you.. I am happy you got Riddhima... Just never hurt her plss... Always be with her."

Shilpa looks back at Sid... How she wished she could take back everything.. Leaving Sid behind was the biggest mistake she ever made... Shilpa moves near Riddhima and gives her a hug.. " Am happy for you Riddhima.. YOu got ur true love.. Always be happy... "
With this Shilpa walks out of the party silently... Sid looked at her retreating back... just then He feels a tug on his shoulder... Riddhima speaks in a whisper... " Go and get her... See Di still loves you.. And dont ever let go away the true love.. "
Sid gives  a big smile and walks out of the party... Eventually everyone leaves the hall leaving behind Armaan and Riddhima... Armaan slowly walks up to Riddhima who stood shyly avoiding his gaze... He pulls her to him holding her waist... Riddhima looks up at him only to get lost in those blue eyes... All she saw was immense and pure love for her...
Armaan starts to caress her face... " I told you i will prove my love for you infront of all... Now i just want to know onething... Are you happy... "
Riddhima hugs him tightly... " I have no words to tell you how happy i am... I always craved for someone's love... And today i have got my true love.. What more can i expect... "
Armaan brings her face close to his...  " I am Armaan Mallik... YOu should Expect more from me... Well you know i still have many ways to prove my love... "
Riddhima starts to blush hearing him... She turn away from him shying out... " Armaan plsss... "
Armaan moves back to her and pull her hair to one side... He starts to trail his lips on the length of her neck inhaling the sweet fragrance of her... Riddhima stood enjoying his touch... Armaan slowly bents down and gives a bite which make her hiss in both pain and pleasure... Again moving up he speaks in a husky voice... " Well you know.. I was serious about confronting with you in your house... Soo shall we move back to your house... "
Riddhima starts to get more red... " Armaan plss... dont tease... "
With a swift he pulls her back into his arms and smack his lips on hers... Riddhima moans and pull him down kiss more deeply... He sucks her upper lips sensuously while she keeps kissing his lower lips... The kiss starts to become more passionate... Armaan starts to caress her body while kissing her begging for a entrance into her mouth...And when she opens he puts his tongue which makes the kiss more passionate... As he starts to rub her back Riddhima moves out of the kiss feeling nervous... Armaan keeps staring at her with passion desperate for her touch... How he wanted to loose himself to her and make senseless love to her all night...Still he control his demons and pull her back into his arms... " I love you Riddhima... "
Riddhima hugs him shyly... " I love you too Armaan... I love you.. "


Epilogue :

Opening her eyes, she saw the sun shining, high in the sky and its yellow gold raises smiling at her. She smiled and looked beside her as her smile widened and her cheeks turned beetroot as she felt his strong possessive hold over her. His hands firmly placed around her waist and stomach encircling her small petite figure, pulling her close to him. His head in the crook of her neck, his lips releasing hot warm breathes caressing her neckline and nap. She blushed thinking of last night, and feeling his warm bare body upon hers. Getting out of the bed, taking care that she doesn't disturbs his sleep, she properly and firmly tied the satin sheet around her body covering her naked body with it. Going towards the window she looked out as a huge grin appeared on her face, thinking about how her life changed into a paradise. She needed nothing more, she couldn't ask for more, she had everything; her world, her life, her love, Armaan! Smiling she reminisced all their beautiful sweet memories. How he had taken her to the same place, where they had first met and kneeling down on his knees how on the same road where she had hit him with a rod, stopping the whole traffic, with everyone watching at them in awe he proposed her. Taking out a beautiful ring from his pocket, how he promised her everything he could give her, all the happiness and joys of this world. How he promised her to love her more than everything in his life. How she had teased him that she won't marry him and he had replied that she had no other option but to marry him and he knew how exactly to get his way with her, how she had turned blood red with his comment and said "I love you armaan, I love you so much, il marry you, you are my everything." He had engulfed her in a tight loving hug after that and how everyone had clapped with sweet tears in their eyes. Her marriage day was the most beautiful one, clad in a beautiful lehnga she looked like an angel. She was still blushing thinking about his intense and passionate gaze when he had seen her first on that day, how they got tied in a pure loving relationship. She lowered her eyes thinking about their hot and passionate yet so sweet and beautiful wedding night, when there was no one except their boundless, pure and immense love. How he touched her like never before, like no man had ever done. How his hands sensually and seductively explored her body. How his sweet breathes, and lips created a havoc in her body where ever they touched, how his sweet promises brought tears in her eyes, how his passionate and intense gaze made her heartbeat race. He had always said she was his, and that night he broke all the barriers between them and made her his in every way possible, he loved her like never before, as he took her into a world full of love and only love where she was his with all her body, soul and heart. How they explored and reached the new heights of elation, passion and immense love where nothing could agitate them, how he showed her his madness and strength of love for her, and how they lost themselves into a completely different world of love and passion. She smiled thinking of her crazy husband, who was madly in love with her. How he showered her with love and only love every second, how he made her feel that she was the most special and luckiest person, how he had filled her achromatic life with so many colors and joys that she wasn't able to hold them. He always was her Romeo, but there was just a slight difference. Romeo had lost his Juliet, he couldn't fight their fatal destiny, but his love was way stronger, their love story never ended but they reunited somewhere far from this earth, a place where only their love existed, and they became one for eternity; but her Romeo fought everyone, he had promised she was only his, how impossible all this had seemed to her at that time, but his determination and immense love forced their destinies and God to change his decision, fighting with this world and their lives he won her at last. She was lost in her thoughts, when she felt his hand slowly moving around her waist gripping it as he came forward smiling and hugged her bare body from the back. She gasped feeling him removing her hair from one side of her neck, leaving it totally exposed to him, as he sensually traced his hot lips on her sweet milky nap and placed fervent kisses there. She closed her eyes feeling him again driving her crazy with his touch. "I love you" tracing his lips all the way up to her ears he slowly and huskily whispered. Feeling shy she turned around and hugged him tightly, as she hid her face in his bare chest. "I love you too Armaan" she said softly making him give out his million dollar smile, and his ever so cute and sexy dimples. Placing his hands on her waist he gripped her small waist as he kissed her forehead, and brought her closer, inhaling her fragrance. She slowly placed a soft kiss on his chest as he closed his eyes, feeling the sweetness of her lips, pleasuring his body. He placed his hands below her hips and back as he picked her up in his strong masculine arms. She gasped and slowly whispered, "Armaan kya karrahe ho? "Tumhe kya lagta hai?" he said mischievously as he carried her back to the bed

"Armaan Please not now, we have to go Sanjeevani today, please."

"No! i dont want to go, and Anyways no you are not intern Riddhima Gupta but Senior Dr. Armaan Malik's wife" he said placing her down on the bed as he tilted his shape putting his elbows on the both sides of bed he leaned down. Feeling his weight upon hers, she said in a slow soft voice, "Armaan, please we will be late, and anyways it has been a month for our wedding., we are on a leave since one month so we r going back today, im already missing sanjeevani so much."

"Shhh, let me feel you, this moment" he said as he slowly parted her sheet and placed his lips on hers.

 

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Everyone stared at the newly wedded couple with awe. Though they were married a month before, but they were finally joining back after a month, after returning from their 20 days long honeymoon. They looked the hottest couple walking hand in hand as no matter how much she tried she couldn't hide the blush creeping up on her cheeks and he looked handsome than ever showing his dimples and teeth to the fullest. Anybody could tell how madly they were in love. The new couple had to bare all the teasing from their hell curious friends who asked everything in detail about their honeymoon and all Riddhima could do was blush and blush harder. Standing in the main area all waited for Armaan to start briefing who was smiling looking at Riddhima who had left his hand immediately and had gone to stand beside JP. Everyone tried to stiffen their giggles as they saw the scene in front of them, when finally Armaan had to assign duty to his beloved wife.

Trying his best to surpress his laugh he failed miserably as his mischievous eyes gave all out. "Um so Dr. Riddhima Armaan Malik" he said looking deep into her eyes, stressing on each word, "You'll be assisting me in the case." He finished as he smiled slyly looking at her, and she looked away with shyness. Everyone stared at her with evident laughing expressions on their faces.

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"Armaan please this is a hospital." she said as he dragged her inside his cabin. "So.." he said hugging her body, as he rubbed his face in her soft hair. "Nothing... You have gone made Dr. Armaan.., now let's work."

"I am doing my work only" he said smiling as he kissed her below her earlobe.

"Armaan plsss leave"

"Nooo"

"Armaan"

"Riddhima"

"Armaaan"

"Riddhima"

"Armaan"

"I love you" he said cheekily as he kissed her cheek letting his lips linger there. She blushed at his sudden confession and hugged him back

"I love you too." She said pouring her love out for him

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Edited by moonkmh.... - 10 years ago

~ll AR OS What I did for Love ll ~


I fell in love with him the very first day i saw him on College.. His charming blue eyes captured my heart at once.. As i saw him i felt my own heartbeat rise... Its when i understood.. Yes he is perfect..
I am just a ordinary girl.. I am not typical Indian or either go for western lover.. I prefer kurti and jeans.. Easy enough to show me simple.. And easy enough to define my character as a shy girl..
I loved studying and reading.. People might have thought i am a bookworm.. Hardly they knew i use to steal glances at the charming guy who use to sit around bunch of boys laughing mostly.. He never noticed me.. And i didint even expect him to notice me... Why would i.. ? Me the Simple girl was no match infront of all those beautiful girls..

Then came one of the most shocking day in my life.. I was in library studying my Notes.. Thats when i felt a presence near me.. I looked up and noticed him standing infront of me with a smile.. I was too stunned to smile back.. I still curse myself for my stupidity... Couldnt i just give him a polite smile.. I tried not to show how thrilled i was to see him .. With that i was hell a lot of nervous.. Just how a typical girl feels towards her first Crush.. He took a seat beside me surprising me beyond to limits.. I glanced him a questioning look when he spoke gently... " Hi .. Actually as u might have known i have joined college in Mid-term .. Soo i was thinking if you could help me around with notes.. You know.."
For a second i just kept staring at him like a dumbo.. I didint know how to react.. Was he really asking me for help.. A ting of disappointment did went through me knowing he is just here to get my help not more than that.. "  Still can my heart say no.. ? Never  .. I gave him a smile and spoke shyly.. " Yeah ofcourse.. "
He flashed a big smile making my heart flutter happily... " Thank u soo much.. Oh ya Btw I am Armaan.. "
I gave a nod with a small smile... " I am Riddhima.. "

After that i felt like happy days were back in My life.. Two reasons was for that.. Firstly I didint have to suffer near my alcoholic parents.. Secondly Me and Armaan became close  friends..  Close friends not as in he talks me around gently... Close friends as in he treats me like i am a buddy of him.. I wish he understood i was a girl.. Still could i complain infront of him.. ?  Never.. One thing good was that i could talk to him about my depressing life.. Same way he used to share things about his life.. Sometimes I used to be awake many nights and make his notes around.. Ya a bad habit of Armaan..  He approach me with a puppy face and says.. " Shilpu... I have a Basket ball match tonight.. Can you do my notes too.. Plss plss plss.. " Can i ever say No seeing the look on his face... ? And again i used to spend most of my nights making notes for him or sometimes projects which were hard.. Still I didint complain.. Cauxe thats when i started to realize Yes i like Armaan...

Then came one of the most horrible day of Mine.. That day i was busy in Library in making my own notes when he entered in a hurry pace.. " Riddhima.. I need to speak with you.. "
I didint bother to look up from my notes.. But i had alerted my ears to him.. " Speak.. "
He blurted out... " I think I am in Love with a Girl.. "
I stopped writing and looked up at him and saw his face glowing in happiness.. I didint knew how to react soo i stayed silent and listened how he fell in love with the girl at first sight..  And then he looked at me with a plead.. " Riddhima .. Plss i need your help. Can you do me a favor... "
I didint want to cry infront of him.. Instead i forced a smile on my face and gave a Nod.. Why couldnt i ever say no to Him..  " What help Armaan.. "
He spoke instantly... " You need to help me Out.. You need to tell me how i can impress this girl and propose.. "
I felt a lump in my throat still i bravely gave him a nod.. He happily gave me a hug and walked out without looking back.. Thats when i felt something wet touch my hand.. I touched my cheeks and realized i was Crying.. why... ? Why was it paining soo much... That was the day i realized I love Armaan.. But again could i say no for doing favor's to him...?  Never..

The next whole month was depressing for me... But i realized Armaan less bothered me those days.. Probably he would have been buxy impressing the girl he was in love with. I did give him whatever tips i could have given.. What a girl would like to hear when she is proposed... But after that He hardly talked with me or asked for my help... I became more depressed.. I shattered.. Was this call friendship.. ? But again whatever i did for him  just only cauxe i loved him.. Back in home things were more depressing.. My parents used to get drunk soo much that they hardly remember who i am.. Then came a day when i was in home and heared my parents yell at eachother.. As always it was giving me a headache.. I went to them and tried to stop.. But this led to me getting injured as the glass which my mother threw in anger hit right on my head..

Probably they might have had some humanity to get me admitted in hospital... I hardly cared anymore now... I just wanted some love in return but no complaints.. After all whatever i did was for my love Only.. The very next day when i was getting some water for myself i felt someone help me with it..  I turned to look Armaan who put some water in the glass and made me drink it... His eyes showed concern.. I wont say sympathy as i know he do care for me.. As i kept away the glass he took my hand and rubbed them softly.. I waited till he talked..  Did the girl left him.. ? Or he needed some more tip.. Just then he looked up right in my eyes and spoke... " Riddhima.. I need a favor from You... " My heart was shattering in pieces hearing the same words again... But could i ever say no to him ? Never...

1 yr later :

Still i do remember those days.. But instead of crying over them i smile remembering the Moments.. After all Whatever i did was for my Love Only.. I am happily married now.. I know i took the correct decision... Armaan married to the girl he loved Most.. He still says how much he loves her and how much he tried his best to impress the Girl... Now one yr after i understand his words.. But 1 yr before i might not have... Cauxe least i had known that time the girl he was trying to impress so hard was Me Only...

Flashback :

" Riddhima.. I need a favor from You... " My heart was shattering in pieces hearing the same words again... But could i ever say no to him ? Never... " If i am able to.. "
He cupped my face in his hands and whispered to me.. " Will you marry me Riddhima.. "

Flashback Ends

Still it surprises me how on the earth i am the girl he fell in love with... The love at first sight was not only from my side..  Least i knew he used to stare at me secretly while i studied.. And take tips from me so he could propose me.. Still he speaks out how he wanted to propose me but i was taken to hospital so he had to change his plans... He still says sorry for bothering me by making me do his work... But i always say to him with a smile.. " It wasnt a Favor.. It was What i did for Love.. "

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~ AR OS - She is Such a Tease ~


Riddhima Gupta... Hmm What to say about her.. Whenever i saw her , Whenever i was near her , I just had one line in my mind.. The lady is such a Tease.. Yes she is such a tease.. There wouldnt have been even oneday she didint leave without teasing me.. Ohh Well You would be knowing very well who i am.. U dont .. ? If so i am Armaan Mallik.. And this is a story of me and my best friend Riddhima Gupta..

So How i met her.. ? Well we both new eachother from childhood.. And then we grew up together.. Our families lived nearby which encouraged our friendship to a new level.. Hmm So now the thing is Me Armaan Mallik was known as the sweet and kind guy of the College.. And Riddhima was known as the Hotty , there wasnt a single boy who didint drool on her.. Woah dont include me .. I wasnt drooling at her that time.. Not until i realized... Wait lets keep that talk for later on..  So as i said i was known as the guy with sweet nature.. Not that i am not good looking.. I know there was many girls who drool over me.. But Riddhima Gupta was just a once piece..  She never drooled on me... She never even bothered to... The lady was more far beyond it.. Confused.. ?? Dont worry you will get to know soon how..

Soo for those who are wondering how a guy like me handsome and charming doesnt flirt around let me tell you i was committed into a Relationship with a girl named Natasha.. She was opposite of Riddhima.. Dressing style indian, silent , Shy and sweet girl.. But Riddhima she was the bold, outspoken, sometimes rude and flirty girl.. Well well that doesnt mean she flirted with every guy in college.. Fortunately or unfortunately her main target was non other than me Only... Still confused.. ?? Wait let me take you to some memories of me..

Flashback :

Riddhima notice Armaan making his notes while sipping his coffee.. With a naughty grin she walked to him and spoke in a flirty manner.. " Good morning Ammyyy... "
Armaan looked up at her and gave a smile.. " Good morning Riddhima.."
Rolling her eyes she takes a turn showing him her dress.. " Hows my new dress.. "
He couldnt help but smile remembering how she repeated the same thing to him every morning.. " Very beautiful Riddhima.. "
She leans down on him with a seductive grin.. " You really think i am beautiful.. "
Armaan rolls his eyes while smiling.. " I have been telling you that from teenage years.. Yes you are a beautiful girl.. "
She smirks while tracing the collar of his shirt making him nervous for a second.. " I am very glad you think so.. "
He pulls her hand away making her sit beside him.. " Riddhima stop doing it.. If Natasha sees you doing this she wont like it at all.. "
She looked at him with a frown.. " Ohh you mean your so called girlfriend Nuts.. Seriously the lady is Nuts.. No i guess you are the biggest Nut to fall in love with that nut.. "
He looked at her with a warning gaze.. " Riddhima dont call her that.. She is my girlfriend.. "
She smirks while patting his shoulder lightly.. " Dude your eyes will be opened soon.. Dont go for her sweet nature mind you.. cya bye.. "
 
Flashback ends

Sometimes i really wondered why she used to behave so rudely with Natasha.. Am telling you both look at eachother ready to kill anytime.. I was the one stuck between them.. If one was my best friend the next was my love.. But there was a day when i did actually felt Riddhima's point of view towards Natasha was correct.. I did feel in real.. When i saw something unusual happen.. And this unusual thing led to a more impossible feeling rise in my heart.. I know i know am making u confused.. Let me show my memory as a explanation..


Flashback :

Riddhima : Armaan plzz.. You have to take me to pub...
Armaan : Why dont u ask someone else.. Riddhima i did promise Natasha i will take her out tonight... And why not some other boy.. And why me only..
Riddhima pouts and him and speaks seductively.. " You know well how hot i am.. And i dont trust anyone else near me.. All are jerks.. "
A amused smile forms on his lips.. " U mean you actually trust yourself with me.. ? "
A lovely smile comes on her lips as she moves her arms on his neck.. " Ofcourse i do.. No need to  even ask... "
Unknowingly he felt himself stare at her beautiful green eyes.. He could notice humor and a sort of spark in them.. And like everytime he couldnt help but like the way she teased him .. Realizing the closeness he push her away while clearing his throat.. " Umm Riddhima why not ask Varun to take you to Pub.. "
Riddhima rolls her eyes and look away when she notice a scene infront of her.. A sly smile comes on her lips.. " You really think i should take Varun.. I dont think so.. "
Armaan " Why not him.. "
Riddhima points near the stairs.. " Have a look there.. "
Armaan turns around with a frown and was left stunned seeing the scene infront of him.. Varun was hugging Natasha while she kept smiling.. What the Hell.. !! Fuming in anger he walks upto them in anger.. "
Night time :
Armaan sneaked inside Riddhima's bedroom silently.. As he jumped he noticed Riddhima who stood infront of the dressing table, Her back facing towards him totally exposed while she kept trying to pull the zip up.. He stood rooted on the spot as he couldnt help but stare at her, seeing her beautiful figure.. Something stirred in him.. Just then she pulled it up and turned around to see him standing near the window .. A surprise look came on her face for a minute he thought she was going to burst at him.. But Riddhima was Riddhima.. Instead of being stunned by his sudden presence she walked upto him worriedly.. " Ohh my god Ammy.. What happened to your face.. "
He gave her a weak smile and walked upto the bed taking a seat.. Riddhima set beside him with a frown..
Armaan : I had a fight with that Varun.. Well i guess It was my fault.. She told me his was just a friend and there nothing between them.. I just overeacted.. "
Riddhima looked at him in anger.. " That bitch hugs someone else like a lover and says he is just a friend.. ? "
Armaan snapped at her.. " Riddhima plsss.. Stop using such words on her.. "
Riddhima got up from the bed.. " Ok calm down let me clean up your wounds.. "
She came back with the first aid box and got in the bed.. " Now lie down on the bed nicely.. "
Armaan frowned .. " For what.. "
Riddhima passed him a teasing smile.. " So that i can make love to you.. Idiot let me clean those wounds.. "
Armaan shifted up on the bed uncomfortably as her words rang in his mind.. He felt a unique sensation draw through him imagining her in his arms.. No no She was his best friend how could he think about her like that... And most importantly he was already committed..
She started cleaning up his wounds nicely .. As she finished she sat up on his stomach with a teasing smile.. Armaan sensed the danger at once..
Armaan : Riddhima NOOO.. !!!
But without giving him a chance she started tickling him hard.. He couldnt help but start laughing badly.. He tried to move away but she kept tickling him hard.. All of a sudden overpowering her , he pins her down onto the bed getting up on her.. They keep staring at eachother with a big smile..
Armaan : You wont change haan.. You still continue with that tickling thing.. I soo hate it..
She looked at him naughtily.. " Ammy .. What can i do if you are so sensitive.. "
Before he could utter a word suddenly she kissed him softly sending a jolt down his body.. He closed his eyes feeling her soft lips on his lips.. Again something stirred within him.. Realizing what was happening he moves away from her abruptly when she sits up on the bed calmly..
Riddhima : No need to keeping any guilt.. I take the blame on me..
He stared at her for a second and nodded silently.. He got up from the bed moving to the window with the realization that something has surely changed between them with just one touch..

Flashback ends

So you see i got two doubts in my mind from that night.. A doubt regarding Natasha.. I couldnt understand she really loved me or not.. She was always distant from me which she covered up everytime by saying she felt shy near me.. And was i dumb to believe that.. ? The thing which bothered me was the way she hugged Varun , so comfortably a affection which she never had towards me.. And next doubt was Riddhima.. The way she behaved with me , specially that night something stirred in my heart telling she had a thing for me.. But the way i reacted back did i have a thing for her.. ? That was the thing which kept me bothered for few days.. I created distance with Riddhima and gave more time to Natasha.. That was when i did the biggest mistake in my life.. The day i lost my best friend..

Flashback :

Natasha quietly came towards Armaan without uttering a word.. Armaan frowned seeing the sullen look on his face.. That was when he noticed her cheeks having a wound like someone had hit her..
Armaan : Natasha.. What happened.. Who dared to hit you..
She stayed quiet not making eye contact with him..
Armaan : Speak up Natasha...
Natasha : Armaan..
Armaan : Say the name..
Natasha : Armaan.. She.. She slapped me..
Armaan : WHO...
Natasha : Riddhima...
He stared at her stunned hearing her utter his best friend name.. Getting furious he turns to go when Natasha holds his hand..
Natasha : Armaan its really ok.. Just a misunderstanding...
Armaan : No its not Ok.. This is too much now... She have to understand it now..
Armaan makes his way into the canteen and drags Riddhima away from her friends to outside.. Taking her out in the garden area he starts glaring at her while she calmly stares back at him.. She folded her arms and softly spoke..
Riddhima : What is it Armaan.. ?
Armaan : Why the hell did you slap her.. How dare you Riddhima..
Riddhima stayed quiet.. She didint get mad.. Instead she maintained her calm nature..
Riddhima : Did she tell you why i slapped her.. ?
Armaan : I already know what the problem is here Riddhima.. I donno why the hell you hate her so much.. How many times i tried to make you understand she is my girlfriend.. My love.. How can you insult my love like that.. Enough is enough Riddhima.. I never expected this from you.. Not from my bestfriend.. I dont see my bestfriend infront of me right now.. I see some other girl standing infront of me.. "
She stared at him shocked still not uttering a word.. Very unusual from her actual behavior.. Instead her eyes welled up surprising him to limits.. This wasnt a Riddhima he knew.. Still not willing to cry she spoke bravely.. " So u mean its over.. Our Friendship its over. "
He looked at her blankly and spoke.. " I cant leave Natasha.. And i cant forgive you for what you did to me.. I am sorry its over now.. "
That was when she cried.. The first time after soo many years he saw her cry in pain.. He  did notice the actual plead in her eyes.. She still didint utter a word.. Neither defended herself..  he started feeling bad.. But his commitment towards Natasha held him to stick with my decision.. Within tears she smiled at me.. She moved forward and gave a sweet kiss on my cheeks.. He controlled myself from reaching her.. She moved back still holding the smile on her face..
Riddhima : Armaan... True friendship and True love wont ever leave..  You might not need me .. But always remember i am there for you.. "
And then she backed away.. In tears... And she was gone...

Flashback ends

That was the day i felt something precious walk away from me..  I tried hard to forget about her.. But the thing which made me worse was that she left College and shifted in some other town.. I couldnt help but miss her.. She walked away from my life.. What i didint knew was she took my heart from me with her.. I was shattered.. I was angry on myself.. Why was i behaving like this.. I had the Natasha.. The girl who i loved.. So why did i feel so bad seeing Riddhima leave me.. The answer hit me like a bolt after somedays... !

Flashback :

He walked inside the college silently... A empty feeling running in his heart.. Still he felt her presence near him.. The way she irritated him, Teased him .. He couldnt deny anymore.. He missed Riddhima.. He missed his bestfriend.. Just then he noticed Natasha walking silently towards the store room.. She kept looking around with a alert look.. why was she sneaking in like that.. Frowning he follows her inside to see the same scene which he saw some days ago.. There Varun stood hugging Natasha tightly... In a intimate manner.. He felt his blood boil at once.. He wanted to go and smack him hard but still controlled his anger to see what was happening between them..
Varun : I missed you so much sweetheart.. Dont u know how bad i feel to see you with that Armaan..
Natasha : Aww i know baby.. Just wait for some more days.. I am going to dump him anyways.. You know right why i was acting up to be committed to him... I just wanted to teach a lesson to that So called Riddhima Gupta..
Varun laughed.. " Thankgod Armaan himself made her leave from here.. She was such a pain in ass.. I hate that arrogant women.. We were so close to be caught.. "
Natasha smirked .. " Ohh come on Darling.. IF she even said to Armaan i was sleeping with you he wouldnt have believed..  I cant believe she dared to slap me.. Armaan is himself so dumb he didint knew she slapped me cauxe she caught be with you that day.. "
Armaan stood hearing every word in shock.. The words kept running in his ear painfully... He was seeing the disgusting betrayal infront of him.. His eyes full of anger he looked again at them to see them hug again.. He backed away as Varun walked out of the store room.. After some minutes as Natasha walked out he came infront of her blocking her way... She stared at him horrified..
Natasha : Ar..maan... You..
Armaan looked at her glaring and hissed in anger..
Armaan : Now i understand why Riddhima used to call you bitch.. No wonder the word suits you soo much.. Let me tell you i dump you , you big Cheat.. !!

Flashback ends  

After that My life became a big torture.. A realization swept through me as days passed on.. I wasnt at all hurt with Natasha's betrayal... How funny the girl i was committed from such a long time, i was never in love with her.. Well you must be thinking how i realized it.. ? I felt the pain of loosing someone close to heart when She left... Yes i did.. The pain was there when Riddhima left... How could i not realize i was in love with her from soo many days.. But i thought i deserved it.. I hurted her in return i got the hurt in form of loosing her..  But sometimes unexpected turns does come in life right.. ? i never believed it .. Never.. But a big turn came in my life the day ...

Flashback :

He sat in the sandy beach while looking up in the stars... The night was beautiful.. Peace was there .. But his heart was restless.. A month passed by and he didint get to hear anything from her.. His heart yearned to feel her presence near him.. Hear her voice again.. Enjoy her teasing session..
Armaan : If i could just take back what i said..
Riddhima : Turn into reverse mode Ammy..
He turned around quickly to see her standing behind him with the same teasing smile on her lips.. Was he really dreaming, Or She was actually here infront of him.. Just then she took away his confusion in one second.. She set beside him while giving a soft kiss on his lips making him gasp with surprise..
Riddhima : You dont have to feel any guilt.. I take the blame on me..
He looked away feeling ashamed recalling how badly he had spoken to her.. Keeping his eyes down he spoke taking her hands...
Armaan : Guilt is there.. FOr hurting you.. And you have taken enough blame on yourself.. Not anymore..
She rolled her eyes seeing his sullen face..
Riddhima : Will you stop being the sick lover Ammy.. She is gone for a good..
Armaan : How do you..
Riddhima : I know everything.. There is nothing i donno when it comes to you..
He gave her a sad smile finally getting some courage to look in her eyes..
Armaan : You were right.. I was such a big nutcase.. I was stupid to trust her.. She kept cheating on my back and i blamed you..
She looked at him with a adorable smile which made his heartbeat rise at once..
Riddhima : Didint i tell you Armaan.. True love and true friendship never walks away.. She wasnt you true love.. So she had to be out of your life..
Armaan : I am glad i realized it.. She wasnt my true love ever..
Riddhima : Ya ya.. And about true friendship.. I told you i am always with you everytime.. Whether you need me or not...
He started at her with a new feeling of bliss and love rising in his heart..
Armaan : What about true love.. ?
She shifted her gaze abruptly.. He noticed flicker of emotions in her eyes..  Still she put up a fake smile and looked back at him.. This lady was really good in acting up..
Riddhima : Well again we will search someone who is not bitchy for you..
Armaan : Someone who cares about me.. Someone who loves me from heart.. With a open heart.. No regrets or barriers.. Someone who knows what is the true meaning of friendship and love.. Someone like You..
She looked at him in daze not able to speak up a word... Her eyes showed what she had in her heart... True love and true friendship was again back in his life...

Flashback ends

So Now i guess the confusions would be gone right.. Yes Riddhima Gupta by best friend was the actual true love of my life.. Sometimes the people to whom we dont give much importance in our life turns out to be the most needed ones in our life.. That realization comes into heart as the person leaves.. But who can deny her words saying its wrong.. As she says True love and True friendship never goes away.. It stays in our heart.. Just one call to the person and get the happiness back in life..

" Ammy What are you doing... ? "
Armaan closed his diary instantly and looked up to see his wife looking at him with a frown... He noticed the beautiful silk nighty she wore , instantly a smile came on his lips... She noticed it and deliberately took a turn.. " Hows is my dress Ammy.. "
He laughed hearing the trademark line from her.. " You look gorgeous Riddhima.. "
She walked up to him seductively and gave a teasing smile.. " You think i am beautiful.. ? "
He grinned at pulled her on his lap while she looked at him amused ... " I have been repeating from teenage years you were, You are and you will be always the most beautiful girl... "
He got up and pulled her in his arms making her laugh in delight... He gently puts her on the bed and looks at her eyes deeply.. " I love you soo much Riddhima.. "
She rolled her eyes and pulled him closer " You are so boring Ammy.. I already know you love me.. Why not just prove me how true your words is by action.."
Armaan challenged her.. " Ohh like how.. "
She started unbuttoning his shirt with excitement filled in her eye , the teasing smile never left her lips.. She traced his chest naughtily.. " Like this.. Show some passion for once.. "
He laughed while pulling her close draping the blanket on them.. Before capturing her lips on a hot kiss he whispered on her lips.. " Lady Dont you know.. You are such a tease.. "

Now what would have Riddhima gone through when she was away from Armaan for that time... ?


You've always told me not to give up
Well here is a lesson for you
If you ever need me, call
That is all you have to do

You've been through so much these days
I'm sure God has something planned out
But in order to see it
You cannot be blinded by doubt

So help me help you
Tell me everything you're going through
Let go of all these troubles
Because the more you hold on the more it doubles

Please, I can see your smile fading
I can hear your voice crack
You may not be near
But you know I got your back

In the past I wasn't always there
Give me a chance this time
I swear on my life I'll be right beside you
To save the emptiness in your heart


ll ~ AR OS - My FanGirl ~ ll

I nearly felt my heartbeat stop as he took my hand leading to the dance floor.. I still couldnt believe he was infront of me with his beautiful smile.. The man who i have always dreamed about , wishing to be with him every single minute was standing infront of me.. I couldnt help but stare at him breathless seeing his charm and his face... I gasped lightly as he pulled me close doing a slow dance.. I couldnt help but blush as i gripped his shoulders avoiding to look at him..
Armaan " Do you even know how beautiful you are looking tonight "
And then he stared at me for a long while.. A drew a long breath knowing what was coming.. I knew he was going to kiss me.. Willingly i brought my face close when he leaned down to kiss me.. Soon our lips met and..
Anjali " RIDDHIMA GUPTA.. !! You wake up orelse am pouring cold water on you "
Riddhima set up on her bed holding her head.. She groaned as she realized it was just a dream.. As Usual she had dreamed being with him , being face to face with him someday..
Riddhima " Anjie uhgg why did you scream like that .. I was having such a beautiful dream "
Anjali set on bed rolling her eyes... " Ohh let me guess.. Dreaming again about Armaan Mallik.. Get it on your head girl.. He is WAY Too out of your league.. He is a Popular Rockstar while you are a simple ordinary Girl working in a magazine firm.. "
Riddhima sighed getting up from bed.. " I know i know.. Its your Daily lecture.. But i am way too much crazy about him and his singing.. I cant help my fangirl craziness.. "
Anjali " Ya ya whats new.. Anyways get ready within 10 mins.. Orelse we are gonna be late for office.."
As Anjali left Riddhima took a magazine from her table slowly running her hand on his picture.. Armaan Mallik the famous and Ultimate Rockstar who had gained fame in New york through his singing.. She didint knew it was her fate or just coincidence that had brought her to this city for her Job.. But it always gave her a tingy feeling being on same city with the fan she was crazy about..
Riddhima " Armaan.. How i wish to meet you.. Even once.. Just one meet would be enough for a lifetime "

Riddhima walked towards the pub little self conscious on her dressing.. As she approached the door she showed her invitation and walked inside the party.. She looked around breathless still not able to believe she was present on a party thrown by Armaan Mallik.. Excited she dialled Anjali's number instantly..
Anjali " Yo babes how is it going on "
Riddhima " OMG OMGGG Anjieee eeeks i still cant believe am on a party of ARMAAN MALLIK.. Thank you soo much Anjie for getting me a invitation for this.. I will be always thankful for you.. "
Anjali laughed hearing the thrilled voice of her.. " Ok calm down now remember even if he comes face to face with you dont shriek infront of the poor guy like you do daily... Be calm and behave like a respectable girl.. No Fangirl tactics you got it.. "
Riddhima " Ok Fine Anjie i will behave Normal.. But i am not leaving you after i reach home am going to shout whole night telling out everything.. I LOVE YOU."
Anjie " Haha.. Now get up butt inside the party and enjoy.. Bye Riddhima "
Suddenly feeling nervous and thrilled Riddhima walked inside the party exchanging smiles with people around.. She observed all high class people chatting around.. Surely they were friends with Armaan Mallik.. She looked around trying to catch a glimpse of him.. She walked ahead when suddenly she collided with a Lady who glared at her in anger..
Lady " Who the hell are you.. "
Riddhima looked at her apologetically feeling everyone stare at her..
Riddhima " I am so sorry.. I didint meant to come in your way.. "
Lady " You better me sorry cauxe i am Aunt of Armaan.. If he finds out about irritating behavior of Fangirls like you, You will be out of this party..
Riddhima looked at her stunned wondering how on the earth she got to know about her being a fan... The lady grinned at her narrowing her eyes..
Lady " Wondering how i found out.. Its tagged on your face young girl.. And listen you better stay away from Armaan orelse i know how to deal with Cheap Wanna be Fans like you.. "
Riddhima quickly walked away from her with tears in her eyes feeling humiliated and embarrassed.. Nandini smirked and walked towards her husband with a glass of wine..
Mihir " Who was the girl.. ? "
Nandini " Surely a Fan of Armaan.. I taught a good lesson to her "
Mihir " Thats better.. Cauxe we have got to keep our road clear to make sure Tia is the girl who gets married to Armaan "
Nandini glanced at her young sister Tia who kept sticking around Armaan flirting with him.. " She is not even a match infront of Tia.. You dont have to worry about it.. "

Riddhima cleared her tears walking upstairs not caring where she was heading.. For now onething was in her mind to get away from embarrassment..
Riddhima " Let me just clear up my face as i am done am out of this horrible place.."
Without caring much she walked inside a room sitting on the floor clearing out her tears.. She set for a while when a deep rich voice hit her ear.. " Looks like Someone got Upset.. "
Riddhima at once glanced up and gasped seeing the man himself Armaan Mallik standing infront of her with a teasing grin.. She couldnt help but notice how handsome he looks in real.. Way too gorgeous and charming dressed in a suit compared to his article pics.. Finally her dream came true.. Armaan Mallik whom she had been crazy about since last 2 years was standing infront of her..
Armaan waited for her to reply.. But she kept staring at him stunned without a word.. In meantime he studied her profile.. She was indeed cute , the dress justifying her beauty.. Her silky hair complimented her striking green eyes.. She was definitely a cute girl.. He wondered why he never saw her before.. Clearing his throat he raised his eyebrow trying to gain her attention..
Armaan " I am still waiting for an Reply.. "
Riddhima looked away getting red coming out of her dazed state..
Riddhima " Uhh OMG am so sorry.. I shouldnt have come inside without permission.. OMG I AM SO SORRY.. "
Armaan stared at her amused with her sudden hyper behavior.. He tried to control his laugh " Calm down.. No one is coming here to shout at you.. This is my Room.."
Her eyes widened hearing his words.. She was standing in Armaan Mallik's Room.. Now this wasnt something within her dream.. Like Anjie says Out of league..
Riddhima " THIS IS YOUR ROOM ... !! "
Armaan " Well ya as far as i know this is mine only.. Dont worry i am not going on shout.. Umm i did saw my Aunt's rude behavior am sorry from her side.. "
Was he really saying sorry to me.. ? She stared at him outrageously.. " Uhh its Ok.. I think i should go now.. "
Armaan glanced to the door shaking his head.. " I guess that would be a bad idea.. Stay here party is on full swing.. "
Riddhima raised her eyebrow seeing his surprising behavior.. The party freak Armaan Mallik was saying this.. " Why are you not there.. I thought u loved parties "
As she set down he set beside her making her gasp.. Riddhima looked away suddenly feeling awkward while he raised his eyebrow grinning at her..
Armaan " Just a big headache today.. Never mind i came here to lighten up myself with this.. "
He showed her the wine bottle at her.. Riddhima stared at him while he took few sips.. Without thinking she blurted out.. " Can i get a sip from it.. ? "
Armaan looked back at her.. For some reason he couldnt help but stare at her cute expression.. " Are you sure.. ? "
She gave a nod looking back at the bottle.. " I guess so.. I would like to give a try once.. "
With a smile he passed the bottle to her which she took.. He sensed her hesitance but stayed quiet wanting to see her reaction... She took a sip and made a face not happy with the taste.. He just laughed shaking his head..
For a long time they kept talking around getting to know small things.. He did sense her hesitation.. Probably the Rockstar tag was the barrier between them.. But her frequent sips from the bottle warned him instantly.. " Uhh now now dont drink it fully orelse.. "
But she wasnt interested in his talk.. Brushing away his hand she drank up the full bottle while he stayed quiet like a dumb.. A drunk girl doesnt ever show a good sign..
Throwing away the bottle she glanced at him smiling , tipsy from drinking.. He sighed shaking his head when she spoke..
Riddhima " Awww i drank it fully.. I am sooo sowwyyy "
He gave a nod taking up a another bottle " No worries.. I brought a another one with me.."
Riddhima " Is it so.. ? OH YEA come on drink it up.. "
With a hesitant smile he took a sip alerting himself not to loose senses.. But something clicked his mind.. " Why dont you tell me about something.. "
She was definitely drunk.. He could guess seeing her smile.. And that would mean she would speak more openly..
Looking at him dreamingly she leaned on his arm while he raised his eyebrow.. " Me.. My name is Riddhima Gupta.. I work in .. Some company.. What was the name.."
He laughed softly seeing her face.. " Never mind continue.. "
She glanced at him dreamily which made his heartbeat rise at once.. " I am crazy about you Armaan Mallik.. From long 2 years i have been following every single thing about you.. OMG I STILL CANT BELIEVE AM INFRONT OF YOU.. "
He chocked up his drink as she shrieked atlast.. But what she said made his heart flutter surprisingly... " Uhh haaa.. So in actual you are a fan girl of me.. Thats nice to meet you miss... "
Riddhima " Riddhima Gupta.. Am not done yet.. You know i have dozens of your pics with me.. Every interview given by you..I dont dare to miss your shows.. Oneday my boss threatened to Fire me.."
He smiled seeing the adorable pout on her lips.. " Fire you..But why ? "
She looked at him and smiled.. " I sneaked away from office to go and watch your show.. That bitchy Sneha told him and i was caught.. "
He shook his head laughing seeing the girl sitting beside him.. Even in drunk state she was spilling out everything about her.. He had met many Fans of him around but this lady was definitely exceptional..
Lost in her nonstop talks he didint realize when he drank up the whole bottle suddenly getting tispy.. He looked around confused when she nudged him excited..
Riddhima : " You Drank it full.. ?? "
Armaan : " Uhhh Umm I think so.. "
She looked at him for a while and spoke closing her eyes.. " You know.. I have always dreamed about getting married to you.. It was always stuck in here.. My mind.. "
Armaan " You want to Marry me.. "
Riddhima " Ofcourse.. OMG YES "
He stood by balancing him and gave her a smile offering his hand.. " Then lets get away from here and make that happen.. "

2 days Later :

Armaan glanced at his new bride who walked inside the room hesitantly.. Avoiding his gaze she bent down cleaning up the table with a cloth.. Closing his eyes he rubbed his forehead as he recalled recent surprising events in his life.. How he met Riddhima Gupta.. And they talked , got drunk together and end up getting married in a church in the drunk state.. In the very next morning he had woken up with a throbbing headache to found out he had actually slept with his strange new bride.. He wasnt ready to accept it.. Not even believe they got married.. But the papers beside his table clarified up they were legally married.. Armaan cursed under his breath glancing down on his laptop.. This wasnt something he was ready.. Commitment and him never went on same road.. How was he going to live a independent life being married that also someone he hardly knew..
He came out of his thoughts when he suddenly realized what she was doing.. " Who told you to clean those tables.. "
Taken back with his voice she glanced at him hesitantly.. He stared down at her face realizing how young she looked.. Clutching the cloth she spoke softly.. " Nandini aunty told me to clean this room.."
He interrupted her glancing back to his laptop.. " Forget it.. Servants are enough here to do.. "
He waited for her to leave.. He couldnt believe her presence was effecting him so badly.. After a long minute of silence she spoke.. " Ok "
Irritated with her presence near him he pulled out a cigarette from his pocket.. Riddhima glanced back surprised seeing him smoke.. She knew he used to smoke before but never thought he would do infront of her.. " You are smoking.. "
He ignored her statement buxy in his work.. " Yea so.. "
Pausing for a moment she took a seat on the edge of sofa beside him... " I did saw you used to smoke before.. Now again you are doing it.. You shouldnt really smoke.."
He glanced at her annoyed.. " And why shouldnt i.. ? "
He noticed a sudden pain rise in her eyes as she spoke.. " Thats really bad for health.. My dad.. He died some years before due to heavy smoking.. It can kill you.. "
He regretted his behavior and spoke apologetically.. " I am so sorry for your loss.. But who cares if anything happens to me.. "
Riddhima.. " Your Uncle and Aunt might feel bad.. "
He gave a bitter laugh shaking his head.. " Oh yea those 2 idiots are after my money they dont give a damn about me.. Even if i die no one will be bothered.."
She took his hand smiling softly.. Armaan looked away trying to control the urge of pulling her close to him , to seek some comfort.. " They might not be bothered.. But i know i will feel bad.. "

Anjali " I still cant believe you ended up marrying.. I am so regretting sending you there Riddhima.. Now what are we going to do.. "
Riddhima gripped her phone speaking softly.. " Anjie i dont know.. I feel so lonely here.. This wasnt something i dreamed off.. Dreams are good when they are only dreams.. Reality is always something else.. I feel like a big burden on him.. "
Anjali : " Ok listen seeing the circumstances i think you should take a divorce.. See the situation how u both got married.. Am sure it can be done easily i will help you.. You just talk to him once.. "
Riddhima " Ok Anjie.. I will do "
On the otherside as days started to pass Armaan started to feel something strange in him.. She oftently interrupted in every single thing.. She brought a stop to his every bad and useless behavior.. He knew he should feel bad but instead he was feeling good to see someone caring about him.. It felt great..
Oneday he set in his studio playing his guitar , humming a song when a knock came on the door..
Armaan " Come in.. "
She peeked and walked inside with his dinner on her hand..
Armaan " You dont have to knock the door.. Just barge in.. "
She smiled placing down the dinner.. " Bad manners.. And i didint mean to interrupt your singing.. "
She tried to get up when he pulled her back.. Accidentally she landed on his lap sending a electric feeling down their body.. Riddhima blushed and moved back while he cleared his throat feeling awkward..
Armaan " You wanna hear my latest tune.. "
Riddhima " If you can.. Sure.. "
He started to play his guitar slowly humming his song.. She stared at him breathlessly seeing her dream come true infront of her eyes.. She had always wished to see him sing infront of her.. And that was enough for her.. Lifetime..
He glanced at her only to see her staring at him in a dreamy way... His heart took a flip noticing a strange look in her eyes.. Placing down his guitar he pulled her on his lap slightly humming the song.. She gripped his shoulders lost in his eyes when his hands moved on the back of her neck pulling her lips down on his , kissing her for the very first time.. He had kissed before but this was something new and sensational for him.. Her soft lips on his made him go crazy wanting more from her.. He kissed her hard with a strange feeling of attraction and desire while she moaned on his lips kissing him back with a ting of shyness.. Suddenly she broke the kiss staring at him with sudden shock on her face.. Without a further word she got up from his lap and ran out of the room leaving behind him dissapointed and confused..

The next day he walked inside the room feeling tired of his daily practice.. He glanced at Riddhima who kept cleaning up the closet lost on her thoughts.. He had expected her not to even glance at him after the kiss.. But she was normal and quiet around him.. But today her behavior was strange which made him curious..
Armaan " Whats wrong ? "
Riddhima took a paper in her hand.. " I have to show you something.. "
She passed the papers to him which he took.. His eyes widened as he read the details in them.. Recovering from his shock he spoke softly.. " I still cant believe this.. They were trying to transfer all my property to their name.. They are so Dead.. "
Riddhima " Nandini Aunty told me to clean her room today.. I was cleaning up when i noticed this paper... I didint mean to read but out of curiosity.. "
Armaan " And your curiosity saved me today.. One more thing Stop following orders of that witch.. She isint the owner of this house.. Actually being my wife its you who should order around.. "
Riddhima kept quiet knowing the tag of being his wife was a temporary thing.. Soon they would be freed from this unwanted relationship.. Maybe for him unwanted.. From her side she had realized she wasnt happy on divorce..

Armaan paced in his studio from one side to another.. His friend Sameer kept staring at him and laughed.. " Dude whats wrong with you.. ? "
Armaan " Ok look buddy.. I know i was freaking out with this whole marriage fiasco.. But.. I kissed her.. "
Sameer raised his eyebrow.. " Kissed her.. So whats the big deal in kissing.. "
Armaan shook his head frustratedly.. " You arent getting it man.. First i was so angry with this marriage i was badly annoyed.. But now.. Suddenly am loving so much caring.. I am actually not hating this Marriage or her.. And that kiss.. I have never felt so good before.. "
Sameer " Woahh Dude.. ! Dont tell me you are in Love.. "
Armaan stared at him stunned.. He tried to protest but couldnt speak.. Soon reality started to hit him hard.. Realizing it he blurted out.. " I think i have fallen for her.. I have always wanted someone like her.. Omg i am in Love.. What should i do now.. "
Sameer laughed shaking his head.. " Whats there to be done dude.. ? You are already married with her.. Live the life and do a Happily ever after "
Armaan shook his head rubbing his chin.. " Not so easy man.. We behave like strangers.. She doesnt even look at me.. "
Sameer kept thinking for a while and spoke.. " Listen.. Did you ever propose to her.. "
Armaan " Propose.. "
Sameer " Ya share your feelings.. If you havent do it soon.. Your problem would be solved.. "
Armaan " Ahhh I see... "

Sameer grunted as Armaan dragged him to the garden along with him.. " Dude this is YOUR confession moment.. Why are you taking me along.. ? "
Armaan " Cauxe if she says no i need someone to hold me.. "
Sameer laughed on his words... " Woah means a heartbreak eh.. ? "
He went silent as Armaan glared back at him... And they noticed Riddhima who stood with her back towards him.. Infront of her stood a strange man practically begging her..
Armaan frowned.. " Who the hell is he.. ? "
Sameer " Get close and lets hear.. "
As they moved forward they heard Riddhima reply to the guy..
Riddhima " Vivek.. Why did you come here.. Just go away.. "
Vivek " Riddhima please.. Dont do this to me.. I know i was in fault i should have treated u well before.. Come on give me once chance.. "
Riddhima " Chance for you.. ? You forgot what you did to me.. You ran of with your lover on our engagement day.. Now you see it was 2 long years ago.. And i am pretty happy without you in my life.. So just get lost.. "
Vivek " Riddhima i know i was wrong but give me just one chance.. I know you did love me.. "
Armaan shook his head feeling terrible.. " This was supposed to be My confession scene.."
Sameer " Dont worry if she says yes my shoulder is still available for you.. "
Riddhima kept staring at him dumbly while Vivek kept ranting his useless talks nonstop.. Just than Vivek spoke getting her attention..
Vivek : Ahh we have audience here..
Riddhima glanced back to see Armaan who stood with a pain look on his face... She shook her head trying to protest when Vivek moved on his knees taking her hand..
Vivek " I promise you i will be always with you Riddhima.. No one will be there.. I will be a good husband to you and give you all happiness.. You wont be ever dissapointed with me.. "
Riddhima stared at him confused.. This wasnt something she was ready for.. For her Vivek was already a closed chapter.. Someone she never loved.. They always had a relationship based on friendship which helped her to get over him easily.. She glanced at Armaan wondering the reason behind his vulnerable look..
Armaan gave a bitter laugh and spoke.. " I can never speak so deeply Sameer.. I am emotionless.. I better go.. "
Riddhima stared at him go confused over his strange behavior.. She tried to go but Vivek held her hand irritating her to the core..
Riddhima " Leave my hand.. "
Vivek " But Riddhima.. "
Riddhima " Vivek First of all I Dont love you.. I never loved you.. And secondly I am already Married.. "
Vivek let go her hand as she walked towards Sameer and spoke hesitantly.. " Whats wrong with Armaan.. "
Sameer shook his head and whispered to himself.. "  Time to play cupid's role "


Armaan kept pacing his room in anger and hurt... " Where the hell is my guitar.. "
He turned around when he noticed Riddhima peek inside the room showing his guitar "Here is your guitar.. was in your room.. "
She moved forward and gave it to him.. He took the guitar with a curt nod.. " Thank you.. When are you leaving.. "
Riddhima " Leaving where.. Are we going somewhere.. "
Armaan " Leaving with Vivek.. "
Riddhima " Vivek had already left.. "
Armaan glanced at her surprised.. " You let him go..."
Riddhima moved forward touching the guitar.. " I cant think of being with someone i dont love.. "
He glanced at her hopefully with a smile.. " Then whom do you love.. "
She blushed avoiding to look at him.. " I am just.. Crazy fan girl.. You know right i am Crazy about you.. "
Armaan " Yaa.. My wife comes out to be the biggest fan of mine.. Whatelse would i need.. "
She glanced in his eyes smiling.. " You dont regret marrying me.. "
Armaan " I dont regret marrying Riddhima Gupta the crazy Fan.. "
She laughed softly turning back.. " I wont bother you with my craziness.. "
Armaan moved closed to her turning her towards him.. Resting his forehead on hers he spoke glancing deep in her eyes.. " But i wont you to bother me with your craze.. With your presence.. I love when someone cares about you.. Someone beautiful like you.. I want someone to wait for me when i comeback from my work.. Someone with whom i can share my feelings.. Someone to.. Love..Marry me"
She glanced at in tears and laughed softly.. " Armaan.. We are already married... "
Armaan " Ooopz I forgot.. But Marry me for real this time.. Infront of whole world.. Let me show to the world i have such a beautiful bride and loving person beside me.."
She smiled at him giving a silent nod and kissed him on lips lightly.. He drew back and caressed her cheeks with a frown.. " If you are my wife you are gonna face a lot of jealousy.. I have many fans.. Do you want me to stop my singing.. ? "
She shook her head smiling.. " Jealousy.. I am a hyper Women Armaan mallik I can deal with such wanna be girls.. But do you Remember what i was before we met.. A ordinary Crazy Fan girl.. If you promise me to let me be your biggest Fan i will let you be my Rockstar.. "
He smiled down at her feeling blissful.. " Ahhh than my lady You are always going to be my Biggest Fan Girl.. Tagged with you Forever.. "
She moved back from him and looked at him excitedly.. He glanced at her in surprise knowing something was coming..
Riddhima : OMGG OMGGG I cant Believe this.. !! I am going to Get Married to ARMAAN MALLIK.. That also for the second Time.. OMG Am i dreaming.. Armaan you dont know.. "
She kept ranting on while he laughed shaking his head.. Suddenly he felt he was the luckiest person to be blessed with such a beautiful person.. Fate had brought them together for a good..
Armaan : My Fangirl..

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Edited by moonkmh.... - 10 years ago

|| ~AR OS - Te Amo Senorita~ ll

" No I am married.." That was the very abrupt words which came out of her mouth as she glanced out of the plane. It was a beautiful day and she was flying for her vacation to Spain (Madrid city ), a vacation which was gifted to her by her Mother-In-Law who always loved her just like a mother.
" But mom.. What will i do in Spain ? Why dont you come along with me for vacation. " Riddhima protested seeing the ticket placed in her hand.
Vina smiled at her daughter-in-law warmly.. " Because according to me you really need a break from the life Riddhima. Its been 2 years since Armaan walked away. Still you are staying here , as his wife , taking care of me. Atleast i could do this much for you.. "
Armaan.. The mention of his name would make her feel uneasy.. She had lived all her life as a orphan. Finally getting graduated from College she was taken to meet Armaan Mallik's mother who eventually agreed to take her as a daughter-in-law for her spoiled son..Its been 2 long years since he had fled away from the country on their wedding night. She still couldnt believe she never knew he was upset regarding the marriage. Otherwise why would a newly married husband run away on wedding night. But she couldnt argue with herself on the matter. She had not even seen his face on the wedding night. Still she didint knew how he looked. After he had fled away she had refused to even acknowledge his existence. Instead after a lonely 2 years she was finally starting to see herself as a free women. Free enough that she had agreed to go on and enjoy alone in Spain for the vacation..
" Wait a Minute !! So you mean you never saw the face of your husband ??You never bothered to see a photo too.. " Rita replied in a stunned voice..
Riddhima sighed and smiled at her.. " Yes i havent bothered. Rita if he isnt ready to take me as a wife why should i be bothered to see the looser Armaan Mallik.."
"Big time looser you got as a husband.. He is a idiot to let go such a beauty like you.." Rita grinned giving a nudge to Riddhima.. Riddhima rolled her eyes and buckled on the seat belt as the plan finally announced its landing.. " Spain Finally here i come.. "
Rita glanced at her and smiled.. " It was nice to meet you here Riddhima. But let me warn you. Spain is a big city.. You cant do it alone there as the town mostly consist of people who speaks Spanish. Very less know English.. "
" Its fine Rita. My mother-in-law had arranged a Guide for me there.." Riddhima smiled reassuringly as they made their way out of the plane..

"Uh ohhh " Riddhima moaned worriedly as she cut the call while standing outside the airport.. Rita followed her outside and gave a nudge.. "What happened Riddhima. Everything fine.. "
" Well my guide will be here to pick me up in 10 minutes. My mother-in-law just informed.. " Riddhima mumbled slowly..
"Thats good right. Why are you worried.. " Rita frowned seeing the worried look on her face..
" Well.. She also informed my dear guide speaks ONLY SPANISH "

With a thudding heart she waited for her guide to show up. Only Spanish. It was a big problem but she didint have much choice. Not knowing anyone in town it was better to be under someone who was arranged. A chill wind passed through her which made her shiver in cold. She smiled rubbing her arms as a deep voice came behind her..  " Buenos das .. Hola seorita ( Good day Senorita ) "
Riddhima turned around startled. But then she gasped loudly as she stared at the gorgeous man who stood infront of her with a big smile. He was tall almost 6 foot. Dimple showed up as he smiled. But it was his blue deep eyes which made her breath taken away for a second. He was charming definitely. But now if this was her guide she was going to be in deep trouble.. "Excuse me ? "
At first he frowned as if not understand what she said. And then again smiled giving a nod.. "Bienvenido a Espaa, la seorita ( Welcome to Spain Senorita )" He spoke cheerfully himself not getting what she meant. But the frown on her face made it clear she was equally confused regarding the language barrier..
Wow Spanish is hot.. That was the first words which rang in her mind as she heard him speak so fluently..No it was the way he spoke which made it sound sexy. His deep sound was making it sexy.. Clearing out her naughty thoughts she gave a smile and then spoke sheepishly.. " Ahh You see..I dont understand Spanish.. "
Riddhima muttered under her breath as he just stared at her without a word. Probably he wasnt getting a hell of a word she meant. Shaking her head she tried again.. " I.. NO SPANISH.. "
This time he smiled and gave a nod and then frowned while rubbing his neck wondering what to do. She stared at him for a while seeing the cute frown on his face as he spoke softly.. " I.. NO English.. NO NO "
" Just wonderful.. " Riddhima muttered irritatedly as he followed behind her with her luggage..

Finally after a ride of half and hour he had nicely taken her to a spacious hotel. Riddhima just stayed silent not willing to let herself go in torture of Language barrier. How was she supposed to spent a week with this guy not knowing how to interact with him.. ? Slowly lost in thoughts she followed him inside as he went to the reception desk.. " Hay una habitacin reservada para Ms.Riddhima (There is a room booked for Ms.Riddhima)"  He had spoken with a smile. The manager smiled back at him and glanced at Riddhima " Por supuesto, bienvenidas mi seora ( Of Course Welcome my lady) "
Riddhima frowned at him while the manager frowned at her and spoke slowly.. " You dont know Spanish?? "
Finally English.. !! Riddhima moved forward to him smiling.. " Yes i only know English. And sadly my tour guide only knows Spanish.. "
He glanced at the guy standing beside her and broke into fits of laughter.. " Language Barrier.. Amazing.. "
The guy frowned back at the manager and then glanced at her smiling. For a second she felt like she was seeing a indian. Wait a minute was he really a Spanish. She wondered as she stared..
" Yo ir maana a las 9 de la maana a tomar para la gira " He spoke loudly while grinning. Riddhima frowned as the Manager interrupted slowly.. " He means to say He will come tomorrow morning 9 am to take you for tour "
" Aww ok but can to tell him to find a way to stop this language barrier thing. Its giving me a headache now. Can he arrange me someone who can speak english. " Riddhima spoke while rubbing her neck tiredly.. The manager smiled at explained to the guy standing near her in Spanish. The disappointment which came in his face didint go unnoticed by her..
But soon the expression faded of as he smiled.. " Dile que voy a traer a alguien que sepa Ingls conmigo ( Tell her i will bring someone who knows English along with me "
The manager started to laugh again staring at him in disbelief " Hablas en serio? ( Are you serious)"
He chuckled and gave a nod.. " Muy grave. Es decirle a su  ( Very serious Do tell her ) "
Riddhima tried to interrupt the talk when the gorgeous guy turned to her smiling with shining eyes.. He surprised her by taking her hand kissing it softly.. She gasped softly and stared at him as he spoke softly in spanish.. " Nos vemos pronto la seorita "
As he walked away Riddhima stood staring down at her hand.. The manager interrupted her while clearing his throat.. " He said see you soon Lady. And before that he said he will bring someone who knows English along with him.. "
Riddhima took a breath of relief and took the keys from him with a smile..

The next day morning Riddhima set in the cafe' sipping her coffee while staring outside seeing the beauty of Spain. As she placed down her cup she noticed the Spanish guy who walked inside the cafe'. Wait a minute. Wasnt he supposed to bring someone along with him ?..  As she frowned He came and stood infront of her smiling..  " Buenos das seorita "
Riddhima smiled as he took a seat beside her.. "My name is Riddhima Not Senorita.. "
" Buenos das would mean Good morning.. And I know your name  But Senorita suits you.. " He said grinning while tapping his finger on the Table..
"But thats not.. " A halt came to her words as she stared at him while he grinned devilishly... She stared at him stunned and spoke.. " But.. But you said you cant speak English.. "
" Slo estaba bromeando seorita Means i was joking yesterday " He spoke gently as Riddhima cringed giving him a fake anger look. The smile faded off from his lips as he took her hand speaking softly.. "Lo siento, I am sorry.. I want do it again.. "
Riddhima blushed softly and took her hand from his grip slowly getting up from the seat. He followed her outside as she turned around.. " What is your name Spanish guy.. "
He glanced at her amused and then grinned.. " Spanish guy.. ?? Mi nombre es Leon , Its Leon "
" Leon " She mumbled the name in her lips staring at him in wonder as he led her outside the street.. He glanced at her giving a shrug.. " Its Leon. Leon means Lion My lady.. "
" So you see yourself as Lion ?? " She spoke in humor while laughing softly.. He glanced at her with a look of desire which took away her breath.. " No me gustara ser conocido como amante (No i would love to be known as Lover) "
He had spoken those words desirably. Riddhima glanced at him with a serious look. " You better explain me what you just said.. "
" NO " He grinned widely while taking her hand.. " Vamos a empezar la gira , Let's start the tour Senorita "

Riddhima laughed while running on the road along with Leon.. She stood near the wall while trying not to get wet as it rained hard. He came and stood beside her while leaning to the wall with close eyes.. Its been 3 days as he had been touring her around Madrid showing her the beauty of the place. He had shown her historical places and cracked jokes, shared meals with her. Riddhima couldnt even remember when she had such fun before.. But there was something which bothered her whenever he was around. The way he looked at her. The way he stared at her with desire filled in eyes. Just like the way he was staring at her now.. " Why are you staring at me like that.. " She spoke carefully with a smile..
He shifted close to her and softly caressed her cheeks with his fingers.. "Usted es hermoso , You are beautiful.. "
Her cheeks colored up as she glanced away blushing.. "Thank you.. "
He put his finger under her chin and made her face toward him. Slowly he leaned down on her staring right in her eyes with those mesmerizing blue eyes.. " ojos verdes , Green eyes Senorita "
Breath caught in her throat as emotions filled in his eyes while he leaned down capturing her lips with his into a long passionate kiss.. She moaned loudly as his hands moved on her nape while kissing her hard and hungry.. She gasped realizing she had never been kissed like this.. His lips moved on hers expertly evoking the passion through her which she had never felt before. She responded back to him as his tongue played with hers while his hands were busy caressing her curves.. Slowly and softly he broke the kiss and stared down at her swollen lips which looked tempting.. He tried to kiss her again as she moved away suddenly realizing about being married.. " I.. I need to go back Hotel.."
Disappointment filled in his eyes but he smiled and took her hand walking back to the hotel..

" This place is sooo beautiful.. " She spoke while glancing around stunned.. The restaurant was indeed beautiful and filled with peace.. Slow music kept playing in background as she noticed several couples who were dancing probably in love.. Blushing she glanced at him only to realize he was already staring at her with those desirable eyes.. He cleared his throat and looked around.. " Its a very old place. One of the best restaurants in Spain.."
" Its beautiful " She agreed giving a nod while taking a sip from her wine.. Again she glanced up to see his eyes on her this time filled with passion.. " No ms de lo que , Not more than you "
She set not knowing what to say when he got up offering his hand to her with a smile.. "Dance with me Senorita.. "

Oh God Oh God Nooo... Riddhima's heart thudded as she finally realized where she was and with him.. Here she was in her hotel room on the bed while Leon kept kissing her passionately.. Her hands shifted on his chest which was bare.. Where was his shirt. Did she took it off while they hurried back to the hotel.. She still couldnt believe one dance made her forget everything.. The way he dance with her sensually it was just like he was seducing her through the slow dance. His eyes kept teasing her while his hands kept caressing her back.. And now here they were landed in the Hotel together. Leon kept kissing her neck passionately and gave a bite as he moaned out loud. But then realization struck through her. Here she was making out with her tour guide. While there was something still attached with her. Her marriage. She was married.
Feeling Disgusted she pushed away Leon roughly as he set up staring at her worriedly.. He tried to touch her cheeks as she backed away sitting properly .. " No.. I.. I cant do this "
" Whats wrong.. ?? " He spoke worriedly as he tried to touch her again. But she brushed off his hand roughly.. " Dont touch me.. Please i dont want you to touch me again.. "
He stared at her blankly for a second and then spoke in a strong voice.. " I want to make love to You.. Hack i want to have my Wedding night Dammit "
"But I dont want you to.. Wait.. What did you just say.. " She stared at him stunned.. Did he just say Wedding night.. She ran a hand through her hair and spoke carefully.. " Look you are taking everything wrong.. I am already married.. "
" I already know that.. " He spoke irritatedly as he took his shirt buttoning it up while muttering under his breath..
" WHATT !!! But I didint even Tell You .. " She spoke bewildered as he started to pace around the room.. " What The hell is going on ?? "
Instead of replying her he passed a annoyed look ad took the phone while sitting beside her.. Riddhima tried to speak when he started to talk on the Phone.. " Hi Mom. Its me here.. Armaan.. "
The room started to spin around her as she stared at him in horror.. Armaan..How could he possibly be Armaan.. He was Leon..
"Mom i will take care of it. Yea i am going to tell everything to her now.. " He spoke softly and cut the call with a grim look. Riddhima stared at him with tears of humiliation and shouted loud.. " WHO THE HELL YOU THINK YOU ARE..!!! "
He ran a hand through his hair frustratedly and glanced at her guilty.. He took her hand and held it tight, she tried to pull it off but it kept his hold firm.. " Listen to me. Yes its true.. I am Armaan Mallik. And bringing you to Spain was my Idea.. "
" I dont understand.. " She spoke numbly while trying to adjust the reality that her husband. Armaan Mallik was standing infront of her. The man who had hurt her so deep. The man who she had waited from long 2 years was there with her from a week..
"I called mom and planned everything to bring her here. She finally gave in and sent you as i planned. Acting as tour guide being Leon was all my Plan. "
Tears kept spilling down as she spoke in a hurt voice.. " Why.. But why did you do this. Its been 2 years Armaan.. You didint even wait to see my face.. ? "
Sadness filled in his eyes as he gripped her hands softly.. " I know. It was so silly of me to do that. To run away like that. I was so scared. To speak the truth i panicked. Mom had fixed my marriage knowing how uncaring i was regarding marriage.. She knew i would never marry. And then finally listening to my Brain i fled away to Spain. In my selfishness i didint knew i was leaving behind my mom and a beautiful bride like you.. "
She glanced away with tears as he brushed it off slowly.. " I know i have hurt you. I cant even imagine how hard it must have been in 2 years.. But am really sorry for that. Here i have stayed and worked myself. Learned Spanish. But onething was always missing in my life.. Love. And the only way i knew i could get it was from you Only.. "
" It was long 2 years.. " She mumbled in a sad voice as he sighed softly.. " Mom always talked about you. How beautiful you were , how smart you were in office. And how caring you were towards her. It made me realize its high time i should take my responsibility. Thats why i called you here to meet you and finally spill out my Identity to you. But suddenly everything didint go according to plan. Instead of revealing my identity to you i landed here on the bed with you... "
He glanced away with a flushed look as she blushed recalling the memory.. He pressed her hand again and spoke.. " Tell me Riddhima. Can you forgive me .. ? Can you give me a chance again.. "
She stared at him.. Riddhima stared at him for a long time while he waited patiently for an answer.. Taking out her hand from his grip she mumbled softly.. "Get out Armaan and Leave me Alone.."

"Have a nice flight mam.." The Air hostess smiled at her as she walked inside the plan finally taking her seat.. She closed her eyes feeling a uneasiness in her heart.. Was she doing the correct thing by running away from him.. For a minute Riddhima felt not sure regarding her decision. Suddenly someone came and set beside her and mumbled in Spanish.. " Finalmente pens que iba a llegar tarde (Finally, i thought i would get late )
She turned around stunned to see Armaan who set beside her adjusting his seat belt.. She stared at him in wonder as he turned around with a smile.. " Anything wrong Senorita.. "
" What are you doing here.." She spoke carefully as he slowly took her hand.. Without answering her he took her hand and slowly placed a beautiful ring in it.. " I am going back to my wife and my Mother. Any problem with it ?? "
Instead of answering him she stared down at the ring in wonder.. Fighting a lost battle.. She said to herself finally smiling..
" Te amo Senorita " He whispered leaning down at her , brushing his lips softly on hers.. " Means.. "
"Shhh I know what it means  " She whispered back to him while kissing him back finally getting back the feeling of homecoming..

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ll AR OS - Reckless Lover ll
" WHAT !!! How could you do that to me ??? " Riddhima gaped at her boss who shook his head helplessly.
"Try to Understand Riddhima. I actually cant assign you into this task alone. You will need someone's help."
"Ya right help. Dont you even remember how many risky cases i have handled all myself. Am known to be one of the best Undercover Agent.If you are worried about me getting hurt.. " A teasing smile formed on her lips.. " Then i can surely take care of myself boss "
Vikram sighed and shook his head. "Thats not my worry Riddhima. I very well know about your experience and knowledge in this field. Definitely you are one of the most dedicated officer here. But you need to calm down and listen to my Plan "
"Fine shoot " Riddhima took a seat infront of him calming down all her anger and irritation.
" So here is the deal. Our target , Mr.Oberoi one of the biggest drug dealer is heading to Goa with his wife.Although he is trying to show he is on vacation, our sources have found out that a big deal is going to be done between two parties. They will be staying in Xenover Hotel so u and ur partner will get a room , and then work on ur mission "
Listening intently to the instructions, Riddhima frowned as a doubt formed in her mind. "I still dont understand boss. Why do i need a partner in this task. The Case looks like i can handle it myself pretty well. "
Vikram shook his head as he spoke.. " You definitely need a Partner. Because Xenover Hotel is inviting couples to stay in their hotel this week. It is only for married couples and their... " His voice trailed off as some color formed on his face.. Riddhima frowned and leaned forward questioningly..
" Their what ??? "
"Couple's Honeymoon "
Her eyes widened.. " Are you kidding Me.. No way i am going to any case along with a guy. Are you telling me we have to act as wife and husband ?? "
The uneasiness grew within her as he gave a nod. Its been two years since she had been close to any guy. Two years before she was ready to get married to her fiance' but he had dumped her on their very first anniversary. Since then committing herself to relationships had been impossible task for her..
Vikram shook his head and smiled.. " Riddhima you are a professional Undercover agent arent you ?? I very well know you can handle this case at its best. "
She gave a nod knowing he had pressed the correct buttons. The reminder of her being professional at once convinced her to carry on her duty.. " When do i get to meet my partner. And may i know who he is "
A mysterious grin formed on his lips as he answered.. " Believe me Riddhima. He is not even close to what you are thinking.."

Ohhh My.. Her breath caught as she noticed the man who came towards them in a slow pace. He was striking, muscular and for the very first time she had seen a man for whom handsome wasnt enough to justify his features. Her scrutinizing gaze ran from his toe upto his head , trying to memorize everything about him. The Armani suit he wore clung to his muscular body drawing him to the next perfect thing she had ever seen in her life. Riddhima cleared her throat and mentally scold herself for shamelessly devouring the sight of a stranger. When had she ever felt like this before in her life. Maybe never. Not even such first time attraction came towards her ex-fiance.
Her thoughts were interrupted with the excited voice of Vikram " Here you are Armaan. "
Her heartbeat rose as he came and stood infront of them with a soft smile. For sometime she couldnt help but just stare at him as he angled his face towards her. Why did she feel as if he was devouring her sight behind those shades. And in that very moment he took of his sunglasses and...
" He is Blind !!! " Riddhima blurted out without thinking as she noticed the way he stared past them. Vikram gave a nudge to her with a warning look while the guy Armaan smiled.. " As a matter of fact I am Miss... "
" Riddhima.. Riddhima Gupta. I am sorry. I didint mean to sound rude.. " She bit her lip as she felt a dissapointment wash through her with the truth. Such a perfect man had no sight. But the the new doubt rose in her mind as she wondered how she was supposed to work with such a men.
Vikram broke the silence as they headed to the terminal area.. "Riddhima i will recommend you to have a talk with Armaan when you reach your destination. Your flight is in an hour. Good luck to both of you."
Questions kept floating on her mind as she stole glances at Armaan who followed them in a slow pace. She couldnt believe he behaved so cool , she bet no one could guess at once this guy had no sight.That was the moment when she noticed the cane he was holding in his right hand. This guy surely have good taste.. She wondered and unknowingly brushed her hand on top of it only to realize she did a mistake. Armaan stopped and turned towards her , once again she felt as if he was staring right through her which made her shiver in nervousness. And then he smiled and glanced down. " It helps me good. Just to make people realize i am not handicap person.. "
She stared at him dumbly as he shrugged his shoulders and walked forward.. " Shall we go. We are missing our flight. Miss Riddhima.. "

She passed ten minutes mentally advising herself that everything was going to be fine. And the very next minute her prayers were interrupted by him.. " Darling.. If we are supposed to act as wife and husband , i guess we better start talking.."
" I am a good agent. So i guess you should be worrying about your acting ability.. " She hadnt meant to sound arrogant, but just the fact that she was sitting so close to this guy was enough to make her body alert.
"As a matter of fact darling , there are some acting which needs to come naturally. Shall i remind you that we are going to have to act like wife and husband. That also a wife and husband who is heading for their...Honeymoon.. "
They way that he spoke the words with huskiness made her shiver at once..Get a grip on yourself..
"Dont mind Mr.Armaan Mallik but i am seriously wondering why i am assigned with a guy who.. " Her voice trailed off as she realized once again she was about to insult him..
" Is blind " He finished the sentence with a crooked grin.. " I dont mind being called Blind. But let me tell you Darling. I may be blind but my other senses are very alert.. "
The last words which he spoke felt like silk as he leaned towards her removing his shade. How could anyone even give a guess this guy lacked the sight. The way he stared anyone could have been fooled. And right now at the moment she felt herself drowning in his deep blue eyes as goosebumps rose in her arm. She was too lost in trance to realize that he had shifted closer and now held her face in his hands.. " Shall i demonstrate to you how alert i am.. ? "
" Nooo... " Before she could protest his lips locked on hers and he started to kiss her fading away every sense which was left in her body. His one hand caressed the small back of hers and the other hand snaked on the back of her neck pulling her close. She gasped and put her hand on his shoulders pulling him close. His kiss was intoxicating , she smelled the musky cologne of him which made her dizzy. A soft moan escape from her mouth as he started to devour her lips.. The kiss which started soft and smooth was growing all wild and passionate. Slowly she came back to her senses as she realized the way his hands were under her blouse caressing her soft skin. She gasped loudly and pulled away from him breathing hard as he grinned at her devilishly.. " Looks like we will have a hell of honeymoon "

"So how did you become a agent " Riddhima set infront of him as they had settled in one of the honeymoon suits in that night. The place was indeed beautiful and perfect. But it still reminded her of the kiss which they had shared back in the plane , and it made her wonder if things could heat up more between them. No no no , I am on a mission. He is just a partner.
Armaan lazed on his chair infront of her tapping his food. " I guess your actual question is how i became blind. It was a unfortunate accident in which i lost my sight. End of story.. "
" With that.. " He continued.. " I am a retired agent. But vikram needed my help in this case so i couldnt say no. Do you know that Oberoi is one of the biggest dealer to be caught.. "
" I have been told that " She nodded " We have to start soon with our mission and get a hold on this guy. And i need to finish soon and get away from this guy..
A devilish grin formed on his lips as he glanced towards her.. " I guess its a good idea. When we are done we can actually enjoy our remaining honeymoon.. "
Riddhima cleared her throat and stood awkwardly.. " I will retire to bed now. We have lots of work to be done in morning.. "
Riddhima hurried inside the room with a thudding heart only to hear his amused voice.. " Darling are you leaving your husband on Sofa. That sounds so cruel. Shall i join you.. "
" NO THANXS !! " He grinned as he heard her instant nervous reply

2 Days Later :

" I cant believe this two days had passed and Oberoi is showing up only Now.. " Riddhima spoke under her breath as she noticed Oberoi and his wife who walked inside the restaurant.
Armaan straightened up.. " Is he here.. ?? "
She glanced at him nodding.. " He just arrived i guess. " It surprised her how suddenly she had grown comfortable with him. He had actually been gentle and calm in the past two days and she had successfully got to talk him without any embarrassment. But still it didint lessen the attraction which she felt towards him which annoyed her to the core..
A teasing smile formed on his lips as he took her hand and kissed it.. " Then its time for us to start our game.. "
" They are sitting infront of us.. " She gasped and turned towards Armaan who gave a silent nod. She kept stealing glances at Oberoi when Suddenly..
" What the hell Armaan " She pulled back surprised as she realized he had kissed her neck lightly.. Armaan stared at her with a innocent look and a not so innocent smile.. "Come on darling. No need to be shy. We are on honeymoon after all " He spoke loudly and leaned towards her kissing her neck.. Riddhima let out a nervous laugh and glanced towards Oberoi who narrowed his eyes at them while his wife grinned.. " Oh Honey see. They are soo much in Love.. "
Oberoi gave a nod taking a sip of wine.. " I can see that.. "
Riddhima gasped again as he started to get more passionate with her. Knowing Oberoi's eyes were on them it made her more nervous and uncomfortable. Forcing a smile on her lips she gave a tap on his arm.. " Darling dont you think we should continue back in the room.. "
He grinned at her widely and got up from his seat. Riddhima took his arm and passed a smile at Oberoi's wife as they walked pass them. But Armaan had some other plans. He knocked out the glass of water intentionally and stepped back acting.. " Oh god. I am so sorry.. "
Riddhima stepped in quickly with a apologizing smile. " We are so sorry. Actually my husband have lost his sight so.. "
Oberoi stared at them surprised. " But he doesnt look blind from any angle.. "
His wife interrupted the talk smiling. " Oh honey forget it. Just see how much in love they are. Nice to meet you. We are Mr & Mrs Oberoi "
Riddhima plastered a big smile on her face.. " Nice to meet you too. We are Mr & Mrs Mallik. Hope we meet around soon "

"You are much smarter than i thought Armaan Mallik.. " Riddhima spoke smiling as she followed him inside as he put a towel in his waist heading to the bathroom. He stepped inside and glanced back at her way.. " Arent you joining me.. "
" What " She blurted out surprised as she wondered how easily he would get her off guard.Shaking her head she stepped back sitting on the bed. " I guess not.. '
He grinned teasingly holding the door knob. " Well back there you said we shall continue in the room so i thought... " His voice trailed off as he closed the door leaving back Riddhima in trance..
Riddhima mentally scolded herself for loosing control on her senses. She couldnt believe she was just about to say yes to him. Was she really out of her mind. Was she loosing her concentration over her professional side. she spent few minutes reminding herself to give importance to her work.
Just then Armaan walked out of bathroom drying his hair. Silently she stared his broad back and at the water droplets which kept trailing down his body.. A guilty pleasure rose in her as she realized how much she wanted to run her hands on his back and..
Riddhima shook her head trying to clear out the devil thoughts from her mind. Armaan put aside the towel and titled his head towards her.. " Why do i feel that you are staring at me.. "
She bit her lip trying to make any excuse. But then pride took over her as she replied arrogantly.. "Fine  i was straining.. So what "
He grinned devilishly at her.. " Then i will suggest you to enjoy what you are seeing.. "

The next night :

" What on the earth do you think you are wearing " He demanded as they walked inside the party together.
"Its a cocktail dress" She spoke gritting her teeth.. " Dont you think you are taking the husband thing too serious. "
Ignoring her comment he spoke.. " This is unfair. You are wearing such teasing clothes to impress whom. Your fake husband cant even see and enjoy.. But then.. " He teased her.. " I can actually feel.."
Goosebumps rose in her hand as he started to caress her hip sensuously.. Clearing her throat she pulled away his hand as Oberoi and his wife came towards them.. " Ahh here is Mr.and Mrs.Mallik. Nice to see you again.. " His wife welcomed the warmly while Oberoi kept studying them silently..
" Nice to see to two Mrs.Oberoi. I hope you are enjoying the night.. "
This time Oberoi spoke with a big smile. " Ofcourse we will enjoy. After all tomorrow we have big things to be done. Now please excuse us i would like to have a dance with my wife.. "
As they walked away Riddhima turned to Armaan " Did you hear that.. "
He gave a nod staring straight" Looks like tomorrow the deal is going to take place. We have to keep a close eye on him tonight. "
They danced together while Riddhima kept filling Armaan details about Oberoi who kept talking with few strangers. Although she kept a close eye on him her body was alert towards the way Armaan was holding her close.Did he even realize the way he was effecting her..
Riddhima pulled away awkwardly.. " I am thirsty let me get a drink.. "
Giving him a nod she headed towards the bar and ordered for a drink. As she stood in the corner her senses grew alert as she heard Oberoi's voice.. "We will complete our task tomorrow morning 10 pm in Grand castle. Bring him there. "
Riddhima filled up Armaan with the details and both of them headed back to their room making plans for tomorrow. Finishing the discussion she walked inside the closet tiredly. She reached to pull down her zip only when...
" So i guess tonight is going to be our last night together here.. "
Riddhima squealed light and stepped back as she saw Armaan who was leaning to the wall staring at the floor. His crooked grin was enough to make her heartbeat rise wildly.. " What.. What are you talking about.. ?? "
" You exactly know what i am talking about " He grinned as he walked towards her in a slow stride.."Actually its not even my fault. It was you who was wearing that clingy dress. "
" But you cant even see it.. " She protested helplessly as he came and stood infront of her. His musky cologne was driving her crazy by now..
"Ohh i might not see it but i can feel " He replied with a serious look.. " Like this. " He replied softly running his hand on her back.. She stood helpless as he pulled her in his muscular arms.. "Do you even know what i wanna do to you.. "
" What " She whispered as he leaned towards her making her heartbeat wildly..
" I want to kiss you senseless " He replied brushing his lips on hers. And then I want to pull off this teasing dress of yours, take you to the bed and make love to you through out the night until you loose all your senses with me.. "
She gasped loudly as he spoke the words filled with passion and huskiness. His eyes reflecting the desire which he had meant to show her..
She licked her dry lips and took a step back protesting " No .. I... " She tried to get rude at him.. "Actually you are not irresistible as you think "
He grinned widely and chuckled at her words. Taking a step back he walked outside. " Well then prove me that i dont effect you. Come and change your clothes infront of me. "
Her eyes grew wide as her mouth fell open.. "Are you kidding me.. "
" NO i am not " He shook his head as he set on the sofa.. " I am blind.. You remember.. "
Still she hesitated as she clutched her night dress close.. He shook his head and chuckled.. "Let it be.. I already know i am irresistible "
" Fine ! " Gritting her teeth she headed out and pulled the back of her zip letting the dress hit the floor. With a thudding heart she glanced up to see him sitting calm and cool and but his eyes on her.. He cant see me..She reminded herself and pulled on her nightgown .." THERE !! I did it "
He gasped and grinned " Woahhh !! Did you just change clothes infront of me.. "
" As if you would see " She replied sarcastically stepping on the bed..
" What if i can.. " He spoke carefully , for a moment she stared at him with wide eyes while he kept staring at the floor.
She let out a soft moan but regretted at once. Armaan clenched his first and got up from sofa.. "I am coming to the bed in 10 seconds "
And the next minute he was on bed , hovering her and kissing her senseless. She closed her eyes as he pulled off her nightgown caressing her curves with his muscular hands devouring them through out the night .

As the morning rays hit the room Riddhima carefully shifted on the bed and stared down at Armaan who slept beside her peacefully.. She ran her fingers on his arms not being able to believe the fact that they had actually slept together. Last night something weird had happened between them. Their was a unspoken passion which came with the wild attraction. Did he feel the same thing he felt towards him. A halt came to her thinking as he flinched and the next second she was pinned beneath him..
" What " She stared up at him in wonder as he grinned " Remember what i told. I am always very alert.."
She ran her fingertips on his rugged face feeling the stable as he smiled showing his dimples.. " You are beautiful. You know it right.. "
She scowled " But you cant even see me "
" Yes. But i can feel you.. " He replied husky , now his lips hovered on hers and started to kiss her swollen lips senseless making her moan in pleasure.. She knew she could spent every morning in his arms like this. With this perfect man. But before that they had a case to cover.
Case.. Her eyes flew open as she pushed him off.. " Armaan we will get late for our task.. "
" I have to tell you something.. " He spoke quickly getting off the bed. But Riddhima made herself busy.. "Not Now. We will talk when we are done with this mess "

" Other officers have joined us they are covering from the other side.. " Riddhima whispered as both of them stood in the corner of grand castle holding their guns.. Armaan gave a silent nod .. " Lets head inside.. Its been an hour since they went inside.. I guess this is the perfect time to catch them read handed.. "
Agreeing with him she walked inside slowly.. Armaan headed to the other side while she headed to the door. She smiled as she almost walked inside without any threat but then..
" Welcome to the trap.. " Oberoi spoke as he came and stood infront of them with a crooked grin..

" We were fooled.. " Riddhima spoke disgusted with the truth. She wriggled as the goons tied her hand..
"  " I very well knew something was wrong with both of you. Did you really think i wouldnt notice the way you kept staring at me. I didint take me much time to realize its some lame officer after me.. "
" I am not Lame !! " Riddhima shouted " I very well know how to deal with Drug dealers like you.. "
Oberoi stared at her in surprise and broke into laugh.. " Drug dealer ??? Are you serious ? Man she is much dumb than i thought. Darling am much higher than you are think. Not any so called drug dealer. Am a known Murderer for your kind information.. "
Riddhima stared at him stunned as he came towards her smiling.. " What a pity you didint even have any idea about my profession. Anyways i cant risk keeping you alive. "
He aimed the gun and her. She closed her eyes still not being able to digest the truth. Why was she deceived about his real identity. She closed her eyes tightly but then a voice startled her..
" Not so fast Oberoi " Again she stared stunned at Armaan who stood behind Oberoi holding the gun to his head. But it wasnt the thing which surprised her. Armaan Mallik was staring right into his eyes smiling..
Oberoi sucked in a breath " You are not blind.. "
" Oh am sorry i am not.. But in order to catch you i had to act blind. Looks like my plan went off pretty well "
And then he fired killing him right on the spot. Riddhima set unaffected trying to adjust the truth in her head. He wasnt blind !! He could see all the time he was seeing. She closed her eyes realizing she was deceived back through out the case..
Riddhima opened her eyes seeing the officers taking over the area.. As she stood up she noticed Armaan who kept staring at her concerned.. " Are you fine.. "
She folded her arms and shook her head.. " So everything was a lie.. "
He tried to speak when she interrupted.. " Who are you.. ?? !"
His grimaced and then spoke.. " I am Armaan Mallik. CBI officer. I was assigned for this case a month ago. We had to go with the plan and i needed a patner who least knew about it "
She closed her eyes feeling disgusted.. " So in truth you used me for your work.. "
Guilt filled in his eyes as he shook his head.. " No I.. Let me explain.. "
Hissing in anger she slapped on his cheek and headed out of the place..

1 Month later :

Maybe i could enjoy here. Riddhima walked inside the pub trying to ease of the tension which she had been feeling since a month. Since the time she had run off from Armaan. She had spent long time cursing him , hating him but still she couldnt help but miss him. His touch awoken the passion which she had been missing from years. Was he really the man for her.. No if he was he wouldnt have hurt me.. But then what if she had given him a chance to explain.
Feeling the distress she took a seat infront of the bar playing with her drink.. "If he has to come he will"
" Thinking of me Darling.. " His voice rang in her ear sending chills down her spine.. She gasped and turned around. Again she felt stunned seeing the handsome man who stood infront of her with his trademark grin. Trying not to show the effect in her eyes she turned around.. " What do you think you are doing here.. "
" Searching for you.. " He shrugged and then smiled.. " Why do i feel you take your agent role too serious. I had spent a hell lot of time searching for you.. "
She couldnt help but smile seeing the frown on his face.. " Well then i guess serves you right for deceiving me "
He sighed and then held her hands.. "I already feel guilty for that. So i am here to correct my mistake. I was thinking if you would be interested in some other case.. "
" A Another case.. ?? " She raised her eyebrow amused as he grinned in returned.. " What counts in this case this time.. "
He faked a serious look rubbing his chin.. " Nothing much difficult. You will just have to become my real wife this time and try to entertain me. What say for a life time.. "
She grinned playing along with the time.. " The case sounds very... Interesting "
" It is " He flashed his smile.. " Just accompany me to the bed every night. This time i will make sure i enjoy every view without faking blind "
Riddhima felt flushed , she started to blush as he moved closer caressing her soft cheeks.. " So what say. Wanna say yes to this Officer.. "
She smiled and locked her arms on his neck.. " You know what Armaan Mallik.. You are such a Reckless "
"Lover .. " He completed her sentence brushing his lips on hers. She closed her eyes thinking he was going to kiss. But then he surprised her by pulling her into his arms and then heading to the dance floor. " Let me now show you what this Reckless Lover is capable of doing with his sight.."

Edited by moonkmh.... - 10 years ago

AR SS- When a badboy loves

PART 1:
 
A lovestory which was formed in 9 months

Month 1 :

Riddhima stared at her mother who kept hiding from her not to show the sadness in her eyes, painful tears started to form in her eyes as she glanced at her Father and Brother who stood in the doorway with hard expressions.. Their faces showing none of them wanted her anymore in their life.. Her lips trembled as she clutched her bag . " Papa please.. I am really sorry for whatever happened.. Please dont do this to me.. "
Mr.Guptal shook his head with a disgusted look.. " After what you have done you really expect me to keep in my house.. ?? You Shameless child.. !! Your pregnant with your Lover's child and you expect me to keep you in my house to face more humiliation.. ?? "
Her cries started to form into sobs as she glanced at her mother who once was her biggest support.. But the poor lady herself stood in a corner helplessly not able save Riddhima from the grief and humiliation she was facing right now all alone..  Like a helpless child Riddhima tried to seek the security from her mother but her brother blocked her way with a cold look on his face.. " Leave this house Riddhima.. You dont belong anymore here.. You are a big disgust to the whole Family.. Go and Leave us Alone.. !! "
Riddhima shook her head as tears kept flowing from her eyes.. Her heart was breaking into pieces as once she remembered she used to be the most loved person within the house.. How could things change so fast.. ? " Please.. Where.. Where will i go.. "
Mr.Guptal stood infront of the door blocking her way as his expressions hardened again..    " Go to your lover who is responsible for your condition.. But DONT even think of glancing back at this house again.. "
Riddhima blinked her eyes as she thought about it.. My Lover ? Did she have anyone beside her to call as her lover.. ? Varun , who once used to claim to be crazily in love with her.. Who used to promise eachday to get married to her within a year had betrayed her by lying each moment.. He had being betraying her every single moment while she kept believing on him blindly.. Now he had rudely abandoned her all alone with a baby not even once glancing at her..? Was it called love or the lust inside him.. Suddenly she realized how much dumb and naive she had been to love a person like him..
Her chain of thoughts broke as her brother once again spoke in a cold and hAR voice.. Suddenly she felt like she was standing infront of strangers who just had hated filled in their eyes.. Where was her family who used to claim their immense love towards her... ? " Leave us alone Riddhima.. You have done enough humiliation of us now.. We dont know you Anymore.. You are dead for us... "

Armaan!! Armaan !! Armaan!! Armaan !! Armaan!! Armaan !! Armaan!! Armaan !! Armaan!! Armaan!
The noise of the crowd kept ringing in his ears as he walked past the big crowd after ending a big match rewarding themselves as the champions.. He flashed a grin at the crowd and waved at them while he made a slow departure from the field.. This was the Champion Footballer who played for Houston was loved my Millions of face.. With his famous skills on the field and blessed with Greek god looks he could make millions of fans go Woo with his once glance.. But soon the smile wiped off from his lips as he took a seat in his rest room along with the players.. Something was missing in his ongoing success.. Eventhough it rewarded him with full success he always slept craving for something nice he wished to have.. Andrew the coach of Houston walked inside hugging every player when he noticed Armaan who set in the corner carelessly staring outside.. With a sigh he approached him and set beside him.. " Armaan my Boy.!! You were mind blowing through out the match.. "
Armaan smiled at his coach and glanced at his small wounds.. " Ya but with that got some gifts too.. "
Andrew raised his eyebrow and smirked at him.. " For the very first time am noticing the strong boy being bothered with the cuts.. You are known to be the best player in whole league.. There is no doubt in players trying to target you.. "
Armaan sighed and he glanced staring outside view on London.. This was a world he choose himself to be.. A world he had wanted from childhood.. To show out his skills in a big league and become known worldwide.. But all this fame and success was now becoming too difficult to be handled.. " I am just in need for a break from this life.. Too much Media involvement.. Its ruining my whole image.. Just need a good break from all this.. "
Andrew sighed and got up from his seat.. " Well my Boy Success is something which comes along with Media.. If you want to have success by your side Media is something you have to tackle carefully.. Anyways for the next premier league u still have few months of break.. Its upto you to decide what to be done in meantime.. "
Armaan stared at his coach while he walked away from the room quietly as his words absorbed in his confused mind... 

Rohit stared at his best buddy as he started to pack his bag quietly.. Shaking his head he got up from the sofa worried.. " Are you sure you are doing it right.. ? Come on Armaan Why India.. ?? "
Armaan glanced at him with a frown.. " Why not India.. Its my choice this time to go and have a break there.. "
Rohit shook his head walking around.. " Dude i am not only your Manager here.. But also your best friend.. I need to know why suddenly your mind have changed.. Werent it you who said i will never go back India.. And now you have such a successful life here.. "
Armaan got back into his packing.. " After my parents died in plane crash i had sworn i will never place a foot on that country.. But now my mind have changed  the only thing i want to do is go back and have a holiday in India.. "
Rohit sighed and glanced at him frowning.. " What about Rita.. ?? "
Armaan shrugged his shoulders carelessly.. " Who Rita.. ?? "
Rohit snorted and took the ball throwing it straight at him.. But Armaan was fast as he caught it staring at him with raised eyebrow.. " Oh Come on Armaan how many flings will you have Dude.. Last time you told me you are dating Rita.. Now suddenly who Rita.. ? "
Armaan rolled his eyes and zipped up his suitcase firmly.. " I have no interest in clinging with this models and all for a long time.. Am bored of all this dating fiasco.. Let me just go back and have a good time.. "
Rohit sighed and jumped on Sofa Clicking channels.. " Hmm ok then i will stay back here and manage everything.. You do give me your contact details.. Btw you are off to which    city ?? "
Armaan took of his shirt and grinned at him.. " I will decide that when i land on India"



 PART 2:
Month 2 :

" Damn Stupid Door.. " Riddhima frowned badly as she glanced helplessly around trying to find some tool to fix the broken cupboard door of her kitchen.. She had almost use everything which she had herself , but her every try turned out unsuccessful.. Giving up Riddhima stormed out of the kitchen annoyed and irritated.. It has been a month since she had come to Shimla, worked herself overtime to rent a small cottage for herself.. The place was more than enough for her to live and raise the baby growing within her.. Glancing outside she caressed her flat belly softly with a sort of uncertainty filled in her eyes. As the time kept flowing out her tension regarding the baby kept growing.. I will never let anything happen to you.. IT was a small promise she made in her heart every passing day.. Blocking away the negative thoughts flowing in her mind she took her purse and locked the front door putting on the sweater of her flowery sundress.. As she stepped on the road the cool wind hit her face making her smile.. Riddhima rubbed her hands and glanced around noting down the beautiful scenery of Shimla in her mind... She had loved the town since she settled in here.. The town was peaceful just a beautiful place she had preferred to be. As she kept walking from one road to another her steps slowed down as she grew cautious with the sudden reminder of him.. Why the hell him.. She grew halt as she remembered about the sexy stranger who was in town since a month.. Did i spell Sexy ?.. No matter how much she tried it was hard to ignore him while he kept doing carpentry works for people around.. She had seen him she knew well who he was the question was what was a guy like him doing in such a small town..

He drew a long breath taking of his shirt to start his work on to repair the door.. He carefully glanced on the road keeping a eye on her as he knew she would be passing the road glancing around his house at once.. It had been happening since he had moved into Shimla renting a big cottage for himself to have a relaxing time.. But as days kept passing he found himself getting bored.. Once when he strode on the road bored he noticed a old lady having some problem in fixing her fence , and soon Armaan ended up in helping around people in different repairing work.. Often he was rewarded with free gossip and free meals.. Not that he didint enjoy infact he found his new lifestyle in such a small town exciting.. That was when once in a sunny day he got back into some carpentry work infront of his house , the very minute he glanced up and noticed the beautiful girl eying him.. He was surprised but held her gaze as he studied her beautiful features.. As he grinned back at her winking she gasped lightly and walked away from his house leaving him all curious.. Since then she would every morning pass from his house making sure to put her curious gaze on him everyday.. A part of him always wished to approach her and charm her with his talks but instead he stopped himself enjoying the bit of attention he was getting from the stranger..Ohh yes she is the new girl who shifted in town since last month.. She is two months pregnant.. Surely not married i wonder why no men is there with her life.. He had been filled with gossips just as he started to do small tasks for the ladies around the town.. Today as he glanced at her from the corner of his eyes he had a feeling she was going to approach him...

She narrowed her eyes at him while he kept working with his tools trying to fix the broken door.. Every morning she would cross the road and see him shirtless , sweat dripping from his rock hard chest and muscled arms.. A sight which she found difficult to resist.. But she had seen him in papers.. He had been in news and paparazzi for years.. Such a successful man what was he doing in a small town walking as a carpenter here.. ? The fact was hard to digest for her.. Surprisingly she found herself heading towards him rather than going back to library.. He glanced up with his deep blue eyes which was full of surprise seeing her approach him..
A smile broke on his face as he spoke in his manly deep voice which sent chills down her body.. " Ahhh so finally the pregnant girl approaches me "
Her eyes grew wide as she stared at him in horror.. How on the earth did he get to know about her little secret.. Trying not to show the shock on her face she spoke firmly.. " That shouldnt be your concern Mister.. "
His eyebrow shot up as he grinned at her amused.. She looked cute and much beautiful when she got furious.. " Ok point taken.. But may i know why such a pretty lady has approached me today..
She folded her arms and glared at him while trying her best to ignore the sudden attraction which rose in heart seeing his muscular gorgeous body.. " I know you very well Mallik.. I have seen you in several papers most of time clinging to women.. Oh did i forgot to say everyday on paparazzi news with a new rumor.. Now it has really made me wonder why a big successful football player like you would be doing in the such a small town like Shimla.. "
He narrowed his eyes at her and then suddenly a smile lit on his lips.. " Well well Well.. Lady i can also ask the same to you Why such a gorgeous , Pregnant girl is doing all alone in this town wont u mind telling me.. "
Her expressions grew hard as she shot at him gritting her teeth.. " Who told you about that news... "
He grinned at her devilishly and spoke while taking some tools in his hand.. "Dont you know miss that this is a small town.. There a few ladies who likes to gossip about everything while i do some works like this for them.. "
She cursed under her breath and regretted coming up to him to have a conversation.. Indeed she was correct about him infront of her was standing a gorgeously wicked man.. " I cant believe i came up and waited my 5 minutes near you.. I hope we never meet again Mr.Armaan Mallik.. "
He frowned badly with a smile lingering on his lips.. " Now what did i do to offend you so much.. ? Well i would be really glad if we meet more and more Mrs... "
Her expressions grew even harder as she almost snapped at him in anger... " It is Ms. Riddhima Guptal.. "
His smile grew wide as he gave a nod appreciatively.. " I very well knew you weren't married.. It was just a tactic to get the name of such a pretty girl.."
She ignored his flirting remarks and started to walk away when she heard him speak out loudly.. " Anyways Riddhima i am glad i met you.. And if you need my help in repairing anything just call me up i will come.. Am always up for helping lonely beautiful ladies like you.. "
She turned back to him as his words sent a chill down her spine.. Keeping a straight face she passed a big smile to him for a second making his heartbeat rise seeing her beauty.. With her wild beautiful eyes glaring at him she tossed back her hair and replied him grimly before walking away.. " In your Dreams Mallik.. "
He stared at her retreating back with a teasing smile on his lips , taking a tool in his hand.. " What a beautiful dream it would then.. "


 PART 3:
 
Month 3 :

" Hey Riddhima its good to see u here darling.." Mrs.Verma hugged her as she came for the small party held by them.. Riddhima forced a smile on her lips as she noticed several people gazing at her curiously.. As she glanced at the ladies present in the party she knew she was the hot gossip in their talks.. I need to get out of her soon.. Hesitantly she walked upto Mrs.Verma who glanced back at her with a gentle smile.." Is everything ok Riddhima.. I hope you are enjoying.. "
Riddhima gave a curt nod glancing around awkwardly.. " I dont think i am feeling much better here.. Will it be ok if i leave little early.. ? "
Worry wash through her eyes as she replied softly.. " Didint i tell you to ignore what people keep saying.. They always need some gossip to talk on , try to enjoy by trying to talk with people here.. "
Riddhima glanced around awkwardly and shook her head feeling uneasy.. " I am not much party person.. But if there is any work i can do , like helping around for the party u can tell me.. I will make myself buxy in the work.. "
Mrs.Verma at first protested but then as she saw her pleading eyes she gave up smiling.. " Fine Riddhima.. In kitchen the refreshments are there which need to be served.. Why dont you fill them for me i will come and fetch them in a while.. "
She smiled widely and gave a nod taking a breath of relief.. Making her way out of the party she stepped into the hallway to the kitchen.. Suddenly her thoughts flew back to the memory of her encounter with Armaan Mallik.. That Jerk.. She cursed under her breath as thoughts of him formed in her mind.. After the meet she had sworn never to come face to face with him , so in order to keep her words she tried her best to avoid him as much she could.. So far her plan had been going smoothly but as she neared to the kitchen she noticed a girl who was leaning to the wall with a big smile on her face , while Armaan Mallik stood infront of her flirting with her shameless.. " Did i tell you that you have such pretty eyes lady.. ? " He spoke seductively as the girl blushed and replied him in a sultry voice.. " You really find me pretty.. Whatelse is nice about me.. "
Riddhima rolled her eyes and walked pass them ignoring their presence completely.. If it wasnt for Mrs.Verma i would have surely run away from here.. The thought came in her mind as she walked inside the kitchen glancing around the empty cups.. Slowly she took a cup in her hand as a another argument rose in her mind.. Why should i run around avoiding him , he is just a stranger whats the point of giving importance.. She frowned badly as different thoughts started to flow in her mind distracting her from the work.. Blocking away all the thoughts she took a pepsi bottle in hand and started to fill the cups when she felt someone's presence behind her.. She felt a chill run down her body as she felt his hot breath on her neck.. She gripped the bottle hard as she turned around slowly to see Armaan who stood with a smirk on his lips.. Why the hell did he have to be so good looking.. She cursed herself as she started to feel the stupid attraction towards him.. Raising his eyebrow he spoke glancing back at the cups.. " Mind if i help you.. "
She lifted her chin and spoke coldly.. " No thanxs Mallik.. I can do my work carry on the work myself.. "
He grinned with a amused look while she tried to ignore the sudden feel of her rising heartbeat.. " Well i do see that , but i dont think Mrs.Verma would mind if i willingly put a hand for help.. "
She ignored him and turned around getting back to her work.. Armaan grinned and moved beside her glancing down on the cups.. " Why are u so stubborn Ms.Pregnant.. "
She shot him a furious look and spoke gritting her teeth.. " Its Riddhima Guptal.."
He passed a innocent look and leaned towards her as she glanced away quickly.. "Come on even u are calling me Mallik.. Girls say i have such a hot name.. Why dont you just call me Armaan.. "
Without looking at him she replied in a calm voice.. " I guess you have a company outside in the hallway why dont u go and make her call you with you So called hot name am sure she will be willing.. "
He stared at her amused with her words.. Now this is a hell of lady..Ever since he had realized she was trying to ignore him it made him curious of her behavior.. And now he found himself getting attracted towards her as this was a girl who showed no interest towards him.. With a devilish grin he leaned close to her when he felt her gasp lightly.. He felt a his heart jump in sudden excitement as he heard the soft voice in her throat.. This was impossible.. Was he getting attracted to her.. " You seem to have ignoring me from a month now.. Are you scared of being close to me.."
She felt goosebumps rise in her arms as he spoke the last words in a mere whisper.. Still maintaining her cold posture she turned around facing him to argue when.. " Mallik You... "
The rest of words caught in her throat as she notice the sudden change in his expression , from teasing to a more passionate look with his eyes filled with desire.. Her breath hitched as she stared back at him for the very first time in a intimate manner.. She gasp as she realized his eye color wasnt blue.. It was a mix of grey and blue making it look more mesmerizing as she stared breathlessly.. On the other hand he stood perplexed with the unknown feelings rising in his heart towards her.. He had meant to tease her badly with his words.. But just as she turned around facing him with her beautiful green eyes he felt himself loosing the thoughts running in mind.. Everything felt like a fog as they stared at each other while standing close.. She gasped , and glanced down as his hand snaked down on her waist lightly gripping it.. She sighed suddenly feeling helpless with the close proximity.. This is a stranger , dont loose ur mind Riddhima.. Her mind shouted with those words but she stood still as she noticed his lips descending down on hers.. Her eyes grew wide , lips parted in mere surprise as she felt his lips slightly brush on hers.. He glanced down at her deep green eyes and spoke huskily.. "There is a magic between us dont you think.. So why ignore me.. "
Sweet talker..Her mind concluded hearing his words.. Lost in the sudden feel of desire she felt her eye lids close as she realized he was going to kiss her.. He himself was lost in her beauty when suddenly footsteps reaching to the door brought him back to the earth.. He drew back with a groan shifting away from her.. Riddhima opened her eyes in horror and turned around realizing what she had done almost.. She put a hand on her thudding heart shaking her head.. Did i just gave in almost kissing him.. The thought haunted her mind as Mrs.Verma walked inside excitedly.. " Ohh you are almost done with the drinks.. Let me take the filled ones outside now.. Thank you Soo much Riddhima.. "
She smiled at her hesitantly and got back into filling drinks.. As Mrs.Verma left the kitchen she turned around and frowned to find herself alone in the there..

Several nights later :

Riddhima pulled the sweater close to her trying to cover herself from the coldness of the night.. She hated when she had to work late in night duty , from library to her home it always took more than 15 minutes to reach.. But she was helpless, she had to earn enough money to pay the bills and get medicines for herself.. Once again her thoughts flew back to Armaan as she recalled her encounter with him past several days.. First it had been in the grocery store where they ended up bickering.. And then on library where she found him flirting with a another women near the book racks almost driving her crazy.. And at last after few days of ignoring him she had accidentally come face to face with him in her neighbor house where he was buxy fixing the broken window.. Unlike other days he didint flirt with her alone , instead he flirted with her infront of everyone.. Riddhima ran a hand through her hair as she frowned wondering why all of a sudden she was feeling the attraction towards him.. This is ridiculous.. He is just a big flirt nothing else..Her mind argued.. Lost in her thoughts she kept walking ahead when suddenly she tripped down as her feet collided with a small log in the middle of road.. She felt her heartbeat stop with the thought of baby getting hurt.. The memories of past started to reel back in her mind bringing tears in her eyes.. No god please dont let the baby die.. Everything happened so fast as she fell down , luckily on her back but she was damn sure her feet was bruised badly.. She set on the road and winced in pain as she touched her feet and felt blood on it.. She whimpered in pain and tried to stand up but the pain was making her whole feet numb.. She glanced around the deserted road with tears trying to seek for a help.. What am i going to do now..
Just then she felt footsteps approaching her she glanced up quickly to find Armaan who stood with a worried look.. And for the first time she was glad he had come..
He set infront of her and spoke worriedly.. " Are you fine.. What happened.. "
She cleared her tears with a flushed look and spoke softly... " I just collided with that log and tripped down.. I guess my leg is hurt.. Its all Numb.. "
He touched her leg pulling up the jeans to look at the wound, she didint object but stayed silent while he spoke.. " Ya there is a cut in your leg.. Not much deep thankfully.. Are you hurt anywhere else.. "
She flushed as his gaze ran down on her belly.. Caressing it softly she replied.. "Thankfully its fell on my back.. Its just my leg hurt.. "
He studied her for a long time , without a further word he lifted her in his arms as she tried to protest at once.. " No please.. Put me down i can.. "
He interrupted her words smoothly.. " Right now you are not going to reach your home without my help. Anyways its just 5 minutes of walk from here.. "
She gave up feeling weak due to the numbness of her leg..But as she gripped his shoulder tightly she was nicely aware of the closeness.. He was a strong man , he held her like she weighted nothing.. His hold was strong and gentle.. For a second she found her eyes moving up studying his face.. As she glanced in his eyes she regretted at once , as she found him already staring at her with a mix of curious and desire.. She was lost in some other world when he approached her house and cleared his throat bringing her out of her dreamy state.. " Take the keys on ur hand and open the door... "
She tried to protest but as he gave a look she took the key in her hand and slowly unlocked the front door as he strode inside kicking the door from behind.. He walked into the small living room and put her down on the sofa as she quickly tried to sit up.. " I.. I will manage.. You can leave now.. "
He frowned at her as amused smile formed in his lips.. " Are you always this stubborn.. "
Without giving her a chance to reply he stood up making his way to the kitchen looking around.. " Where can i find the first aid kit.. "
Riddhima sighed and closed her eyes feeling tired.. " In that cupboard the left door.."
She was almost feeling dizzy when she felt his footsteps approach her slowly.. And then she heard his worried voice sending chills down her spine.. " Riddhima.."
Her eyes flew open as she stared at him in surprise.. It was the very first time she had heard someone speak out her name with such a concern filled voice.. Her mind started to fill with thoughts instantly when he again spoke.. " Are you sure you are fine.. You look pale.. Should i call a doctor.. ? "
She shook her head reluctantly glancing back at him.. He is just a playboy.. Dont fall in his trap.. " No i am fine.. just the pain in leg.."
He took a bandage in his hand with some cotton.. " I will clean the wound now .. You will be fine.. "
She started to feel drowsy due to the weakness.. As he finished his work she closed her eyes feeling the sleep takeover her.. But little conscious she did felt him walk around the house and then suddenly she felt him cover her with a blanket.. She sighed blissfully and pulled it close , making herself comfortable on the sofa.. And then she  heard the faint voice of the click on the door.. But as she drifted into the sleep she couldnt make out whether he had left or he just locked the door..

Within the middle of the night she woke up and set back on the sofa blinking her eyes.. The lights in the living room were dim , a fire was running in the small fireplace.. Did he really do all this.. She wondered as she glanced around trying to find him.. Was he still there or he had left by now.. She tried to get up when her breath caught as she noticed him walking inside the living room.. Damn you Armaan Mallik.. She cursed under her breath as she noticed him with a bare chest , the shirt tied on his waist around his faded jeans.. He came and stood infront of her with a smile.. " Slept well.. ? "
Riddhima glanced away embarrassed and spoke quickly.. " Yes i did.. But i thought you would have left by now.. "
He smiled again while she narrowed her eyes at him.. Why was he blessed with such a charming smile.. He set infront of her and replied. " I thought i will stay and have a check on you.. And meantime i ran around your house and i must tell you there is very much repairing needed.. "
She frowned at him badly and started to protest.. " How can you just roam around my house and say things about it.. Just becauxe you have a big house doesnt mean others should have the same standard.. "
He narrowed his eyes and her and spoke quietly.. " I promise i wasnt comparing with my house.. I am a spoil brat to buy big ones but you have a real house and such beautiful place should be kept perfect.."
She glanced away as her heart melted hearing the sincerity in his voice.. " I.. I am not much of a repairing person.. I did try but couldnt correct any of them so i gave up.. Am sorry i didint mean to be rude.. "
A smile came on his lips as he gave a nod.. " I know you didint mean.. Well for now i cant do any repair as i would be needing tools with me.. But next week i will be free so i will come and fix this place.. "
She stared at him amazed and gave a smile.. " Thats really kind of you to help me.. But i was wondering how much it would cost.. I mean.. "
He sensed her hesitance and sighed.. " If you are talking about Money I just have to say take it as a favor from me to you.. But if you are a offended type to take free favors i am going to ask something for return.. "
She glanced at him suspiciously as a teasing smile formed on his lips.. " What are you going to ask.. "
He stood up and replied gently.. " Nothing embarrassing..  You will get to know when its done.. I will leave now you take rest.. "
Stunned by his behavior she just gave a nod to him while he took the shirt putting it on.. As he gripped the door knob she spoke quickly.. " Listen.. Thank you Armaan.. "
He glanced back at her with a look in his eyes she couldnt make out.. Something was mysterious about this man.. He opened the door and spoke softly before leaving.. " The pleasure is all mine.. Riddhima.. "

 PART 4:
 
Month 4 :

" YOU KILLED MY DAUGHTER.. !!! YOU B***** You just killed her GET OUT OF MY HOUSE AND DONT COME BACK HERE EVER.. "
" Aunty Pleasee Believe me I Didint.. Please just listen to me Once.."
"DONT CALL ME THAT.. I am not your Aunt.. You Are Dead for me... DID U HERE ME.. YOU ARE DEAD !!"
Riddhima woke up panting and glanced around in tears.. A breath of relief washed through her as she realized it was just a dream.. You are Dead for me.. The words rang in her mind as she break into painful sobs recalling the dreadful memory.. Whatever happened that day was a big shock for her.. I didint mean to let it happen did i.. Many times she had tried to console herself saying it was just a accident, but whenever she saw the hatred her aunt had towards her she couldnt help but carry the burden of guilt with her.. With her eyes filled with tears she caressed her belly which was now growing as months kept passing by.. I wont let anything happen to you.. There came out the same promise from her heart , but now as the days kept passing questions started to form in her mind regarding the baby.. Will she be able to keep her promise when the time arrives..?? I have to do something as soon as possible..

Several days Later :

Armaan grinned as he noticed the lady who gave a seductive look at him with a wink.. He shook his head and walked passed her in the street for a change ignoring the flirting session.. For now he was eager to meet her in library somehow.. After the encounter with her on that beautiful night he found himself getting lost in her thoughts.. It was hard to ignore the sudden feeling of attraction rising in his heart..
But she doesnt even like me.. He frowned as the thought came in her mind making him feel uneasy.. What was he expecting from her.. ? To come and hug him telling him he was the perfect man for her.. ? When did he started to think about a girl so much.. Its just my curiosity nothing else.. He argued himself in the mind.. A lazy smile formed in his lips as he reached the library and stood infront of the door.. "Atleast friendship with her wont do much harm.. " With that he opened the door and strode inside looking for her..

Riddhima groaned inwardly as she noticed Armaan who was leaning to the reception desk , flirting with the assistant librarian who was blushing like a idiot.. Staring at them she moved forward when she bumped into a girl and the books fell from her hand on to the floor making a loud noise.. She cursed under breath and bent down picking up the books when she felt him sit infront of her taking some of them.. "Here let me help you.. "
She passed a fake smile at him and spoke sarcastically.. " No thanxs Mallik Why dont you go and do ur duty of flirting with every women.. "
His eyebrow shot up in amusement.. " Ahaan so you are jealous.. "
She narrowed her eyes at him and spoke gritting her teeth.. " Why should i be jealous.. Anyways i dont need your help you can carry on with your flirting sessions.."
Collecting the books she got up walking away from him towards the book racks.. He couldnt help but notice the sudden change in her body.. She was looking much more beautiful and glowing as days kept passing by.. The  white sundress was just perfect on her showing out her beautiful curves.. He frowned badly as he stood up.. What Am i drooling on her.?Brushing away the thoughts he followed her and stood beside her as suddenly his gaze drifted down on her growing belly.. Riddhima frowned as she noticed what he was doing.. " What are you staring at my.."
He looked up at her and grinned.. " Belly.. I am looking cauxe i have just noticed finally you are looking like a pregnant women.. "
She rolled her eyes and got back on placing the books on the rack.. " Why dont you just frankly say I am Getting FAT.. "
He grinned widely and moved close to her speaking softly.. " I just have to say you are the first pregnant lady i am finding really attractive..  A beauty difficult to ignore.. "
She stared at him with wide eyes as her cheeks colored up instantly.. She glanced down on her books and spoke stammering.. "  Thank you .. "
He stared at her for a while deciding whether to ask or not.. But then in next second he blurted out quickly.. " Can we become friends.. "
She finished placing the books and stared at him for a while uncertainly.. She walked passed him to the next rack while he followed her silently.. " Friends.. Just friends right.. ? "
He smiled widely as she turned around to face him again.. For now " I can be a good friend.. Trust me on that.. "
Trust me.. The words were strange as he spoke out them easily.. Did trust and Armaan did go well ? She wondered..After all he was known for breaking hearts .. Giving a nod at him she spoke strongly.. " Just friends ok.. "
He grinned again as the words rang in her mind consoling himself.. Just for now ..
" Yes just friends I hope we will turn out good friends.."

Riddhima closed the door the library and pulled on her sweater.. As she moved forward to cross the road she felt him grasp her hand stopping her on the stop.. "Dont go Riddhima.. "
There he did it again.. She thought as she turned around facing him suspiciously.. He just smiled as she wondered why a man like him was blessed with such gorgeous smile.. And then what was not attractive about him.. " I thought u left.. "
He shrugged his shoulders and pulled her on the side of the road walking slowly.."I have a off day so i am strolling around bored.. Thought maybe you will fancy for a dinner so i waited until you finish.. "
Riddhima smiled softly and spoke in humor.. " You waited or spent your time flirting with other women.. "
The smile on his lips faded as he spoke softly in a sincere voice.. " I promise i did wait.. Am not that bad as you think.. "
Something tugged in her heart as he glanced away without a further word.. She bit her lip as he slowly led her to the corner cafe'..
They took a seat on the corner table and ordered for the meals.. Riddhima took a sip from the glass of water when he leaned forward and spoke softly.. " Is that all rumors posted on papers which created such a bad image about me infront of your eyes.. "
She glanced at him frowning and replied.. " Rumors might be wrong to some extent.. But what about those pictures which you click with all the models.. Possibly they all cant be wrong right.. "
He drew a hAR breath and glanced at her deeply.. " I admit i have had a wild life all these years.. What to say all those fame and popularity drives a normal person to the edge.. And me, I was always a spoilt brat and after the death of my parents i became worse.. "
Her eyes softened as unconsciously she took his hand pressing it lightly.. " I am so sorry for your loss.. And am sorry if was rude.. "
He shook his head and gave a small smile.. " No need to feel sorry.. I am sorry myself for whatever i did in past.. There has been bad things attached with me.. But the reason why i came into this town is to just getaway from the wild life.. All those media and popularity it was just eating me up.. And i cant even tell you how good i am feeling in here.. "
While he kept talking she kept smiling hearing the sincerity behind his words.. "So what is in your mind for now.. Leaving behind all success or just for a holiday.."
He glanced at her with a uncertain look which showed he couldnt decide what he was doing here.. The food arrived breaking the awkward silence.. She almost decided he wont answer but he started to speak again softly.. " I have a big match coming up after three months.. I guess i will go for it and see how i feel and then would decide whether i have to leave or not.. "
She glanced at him surprised with the fact that he was actually considering the point of leaving all the fame.. Would that mean he would stay in the here among them.. Dont flatter yourself with silly thoughts Riddhima.. She scolded herself getting back on food.. They finished their meals in silence , she was almost ready to leave when he spoke hesitantly... " So whats your story.. "
She drank the whole water and glanced away from him.. " What u mean.. "
He gave a slow smile replying gently.. " You see like why you are here all alone.. Where is your family.. ? "
Riddhima set silent for a minute wondering whether to spill out everything or not.. Taking a deep breath she leaned forward and whispered.. " Can we talk outside.."

" When they found out i was pregnant they just threw me out of the house.. They just didint want me in house and face any humiliation.. They told i am dead for them.."
He squeezed her hand lightly walking beside her on the dark road.. " Thats really sad.. But what about your lover.. Didint he.. "
She interrupted his words coldly... " He wasnt my lover.. He was.. Just a big mistake i made in life.. I was blind to trust a man like him who had no interest in commitment.. "
No interest in commitment..Wasnt it attached with himself too.. Armaan realized as he stared at the deserted road..
She sighed and looked at him with a smile.. " As i said he is just a mistake which i have forgotten long time back.. Now i am much content with my life.. "
He smiled back at her softly.. " Thats better and now you have a baby coming in your life.. "
He noticed her smile fading off as her expressions grew tight hearing his words.. She glanced away with a troubled look , as if something was eating up from inside.. He stared at her with a worriedly.. " Arent you happy with this baby.. ? "
She shot a look and him and shook her head with her troubled gaze.. " Ofcourse i am Happy.. Its just Sometimes.. I am scared.. "
He pressed her further encouraging her to speak.. " Scared of what... ?"
She bit her lip trying to find words to explain him.. She didint want to spill out the beans infront of him.. What if he also starts to hate me.. No I cant tell him... " I am just scared that what if anything happens to the baby.. "
His expressions softened as he passed a gentle smile.. " Thats a normal behavior dont you think.. Dont worry you will be fine with your baby "
She passed a lovely smile at him staring at him for a while... He stared back at her for a second blown with her beauty.. He couldnt believe he was speaking with her with such a ease.. When was the last time he had spoken with a girl just like a friend.. He couldnt even recall..
As they reach her home Riddhima glanced away flushed as different thoughts started to ring in her mind..  Should i invite him inside for a coffee.. Or should i give him a goodbye kiss.. Goodbye KISS ??? She turned around unlocking the door trying to hide her blush.. He stood behind her silently and her mind raced as she wondered what might be running in his mind right now..
Armaan stood himself confused wondering what to say or what to do.. Never in his life he had been stuck in such a situation deciding what has to be done.. He knew he had to be in his limits just so she would not run away from him..
Riddhima turned around with a smile and spoke hesitantly.. " Well then.. Thank you for the dinner i really enjoyed i mean... "
A halt came on her words as she saw his face descending down to her.. Her eyes grew wide as she wondered whether he was going to kiss her.. She closed her eyes with a sigh as he almost brushed his lips on hers , but instead pressed a light kiss on her cheeks.. Her eyes flew open as he drew back.. Her cheeks grew warm as she realized she felt a mild disappointment.. Confused with her behavior she walked inside and held the door when he started to walk away.. " I guess i will leave now.. Goodnight.. "
She sighed and forced a smile on her lips.. " Goodnight Armaan.. "
Closing the door behind her she leaned on it and sighed frustratedly.. " Come on Friends dont kiss.. " She muttered to herself when suddenly a knock came on her door.. Instantly she opened the door to see Armaan who stood there staring inside her apartment.. She followed her gaze and turned around when he spoke quickly.. " I remember i did tell to fix the broken window and the cupboard.. Actually i have to run back to Mumbai to do some shopping this week.. Would it be ok if i come and fix them on first of next month.. "
She gave a slow nod and smiled softly.. " Its fine.. I am here only.. You can do that whenever you are free.. "
He smiled widely and bid a bye walking away quickly.. She stared at his retreating back and closed the door a realization wash through her.. He was going to be gone for a week and she was going to miss him..


 PART 5
 
Month 5 :


" I am staying back here for some months i already told you.." Armaan walked inside his house picking up some items he shopped from Mumbai, while talking on phone with Rohit..
Rohit snorted at him.. " Dude arent you done with your vacation.. You should come back now and start your practice for the big match.."
Armaan frowned as irritation filled in him.. " I will be back there after two months for the practice.. Let me have some peace here man.. "
Rohit sighed replying gently.. " Stop sulking up on me.. Anyways i was just reminding you that you will need to be back here soon.. Dont forget that.. Looks like you have got some sort of distraction there.. "
Armaan got up uneasily as he realized Rohit was talking about Riddhima.. Was she really becoming a distraction towards his career.. Nonsense .. " I will talk to you later Rohit.. Right now i have got to do some work bye.."

Riddhima glanced at the clock as she walked out of the washroom fresh out of the shower.. He had called and told her he would be there in her home within a hour.. Nervousness started to rise in her heart as she realized she had felt a sudden excitement with the news that he was back in the town.. She couldnt believe that she had almost thought about him each and everyday since he left.. And now he is back in town she couldnt help but feel a sort of happiness and relief in her heart..This is not a good feeling i should be having.. Riddhima frowned as she walked inside the kitchen taking a glass of water.. Soon her chain of thoughts broke as a loud knock came on the front door.. Instantly a smile formed on her lips as she quickly walked up to the door with a thudding heart.. Control Riddhima.. She scolded herself trying to keep a straight face while opening the door.. But as she opened the door a shy smile formed on her lips seeing the big smile he had on his lips.. " And i am back.. "
Riddhima blushed and replied back to him shyly.. " Hey Armaan.. Good to see you back.. "
He raised his eyebrow as he stared at her amused with the sudden change in her behavior.. This was the first time he was seeing her happy infront of him.. Is she really blushing.. It took every ounce of him to stop himself from wrapping arms around her kissing her passionately seeing those reddened cheeks..
Riddhima noticed him staring at her with a strangely , She cleared her throat and opened the door fully inviting him.. " Come inside.."
He followed her inside to the kitchen and placed down his bags on the counter.. Riddhima frowned as she stole a glance at them.. " What is in that bag.. "
He opened the zip and started to take out his tools showing to her.. " Some tools to fix the doors.. "
She gave a nod as she noticed him pulling off the buttons of his shirt.. Her eyes grew wide as she spoke flushed.. " What are you doing.. "
Grinning with a amused look he took off his shirt and tied it on his waist.. " What happened are you getting naughty ideas.. ? "
She turned around all red and replied changing the topic.. " Would you like to have some tea or Coffee.. "
" I think i will have a coffee when i am done with the repairing.. "
She kept staring at him while he started his work on repairing the cupboard door.. As a thought flew in her mind she questioned him.. " Where did you learn to do carpentry and repairing works.. ? "
He smiled and glanced at her for a minute.. " My dad used to do such works from long time.. I used to watch him and thats how i learned it.. "

" Here you coffee " She passed him a mug while taking a seat beside him near the window in the living room.. They stared outside at the breathtaking view in silence.. Riddhima took a sip from her drink and glanced back at him carefully trying to read his expressions.. But he sat with a light smile on his lips staring outside.. " You repaired everything.. Thank you So much.. " He turned back to her as she gave a smile sincerely.. A teasing smile grew in his lips as he leaned towards her.. " So... What am i going to get in return for this.. "
She stammered at first and glanced back at the living room awkwardly.. " I have made lunch for us.. I was thinking maybe i can offer u some food for the return of favor.. "
He shook his head with a smile shifting close to her while she gasped with the sudden close proximity.. But still she didint move instead stared right back in his deep blue eyes as he spoke in his deep husky voice.. " What if i say i want something more... "
She set quiet for a while knowing what he was meaning.. Warning bells started to ring her mind telling her to get away from him.. But instead she found herself replying back to him in a trembling voice.. " What u mean.. I dont understand.. " What a stupid reply.. She taunted herself when he put a finger under her chin and lifted her face upto his level.. Her eyes grew wide as he broke into a big smile.. "I was just joking, why are you getting nervous.. ? "
She drew back narrowing her eyes at him as disappointment wash through her at once.. He frowned as he noticed the sudden change in her expressions.. Suddenly he started to realize she was not much of in limit as he used to think she had..
She licked her dry lips with a sigh , the movement of her tongue didint go unnoticed by him.. He groaned and pulled her on his lap muttering under his breath.. " Actually.. I wasnt Joking.. "
Before she could make out what he had meant he leaned down brushing her lips on his slightly teasing her.. Riddhima at first flinch with the sudden touch of his lips on her sending chills down her body.. She made a small noise in the back of her throat as he gripped her neck with one hand and her waist from the other , kissing with a deep seduction.. She closed her eyes gripping his hair with the feeling of a very first passionate kiss.. The thought surprised her as she realized she had never kissed anyone with such a passion.. Riddhima moaned closing her eyes as she parted her lips as his tongue caressed her mouth at the same time teasing and pleasuring her.. He remembered kissing many girls but kissing her felt like a new experience.. Her lips felt shy while his lips became demanding on hers.. It excited him as her hesitance faded away still she kissed him with such a innocence.. He could keep kissing her like this for whole day.. Still getting a control on him he broke off the kiss dragging his lips down her cheeks to the neck.. Riddhima let out a nervous laugh and stared at him in perplexed with the sudden passion between them.. With a ragged breathing he glanced down at her and caressed her cheeks lightly.. " I dont know what to say.. "
His words brought her back to reality as she got up from his lap running a hand on her lips.. " Neither do i.. "

After the incidence of the sudden kiss Riddhima avoided him for Several days.. Whenever they talked she made sure she talked less.. She knew he was upset with her behavior still the sudden feelings rising in her heart specially towards him was confusing her to the core.. What if the attraction turns into Love..She wondered with a thudding heart.. She had to stop herself before it was too late.. He was not meant for her , not meant to be here.. How could she dream of spending a life time with someone who had no  interest in commitment.. I am not going to make the same mistake again..
After the work as she made her way back the house she noticed Mrs.Verma came out the the grocery store with some bags.. A big smile formed in her lips as she saw Riddhima.. " Riddhima.. How have you been.. Omg look at you glow.. "
Riddhima blushed and gave her a smile taking her hand.. " I am doing great.. But what happened to your arm.. "
Mrs.Verma sighed as she rubbed her bandaged hand.. " I was doing some house chores when i slipped and my arm was hurt.. Luckily Armaan was helping me in some work that day he took me to the clinic.. He is such a nice boy.. "
" Ohhh " Riddhima stared at her in awe hearing her words.. She didint knew what to say specially on a situation where she was ignoring him..
Mrs.Verma smiled widely pressing her hand.. " Am so glad a man like him is around us to help us in bad times.. Anyways i will get going now u tc byee.. "
Riddhima gave a nod as she left in her car.. She started to work in silence as her thoughts drifted back to him.. Guilt started to raise in her heart as she realized she wasnt doing right by ignoring him.. Maybe Armaan Mallik wasnt a bad person others claim to say..

The next day she got out of her house with grocery bag in the mood of doing some shopping.. As she walked past his house she stopped in midway and stared for a minute at the door.. She frowned as she noticed he wasnt there anywhere.. With a sigh she started to leave when she heard the click of the door and there Armaan walked out of his house with a teasing smile.. " Looking for someone Riddhima.. ? "
She glanced away embarrassed and spoke stammering... " But.. How did you know i was here.. "
He grinned and walked upto her in a lazy manner.. " I was doing some work in house when i saw you standing outside from the window.. So whats up.. "
She stared at him in surprise wondering why he was still talking to her in such a normal manner.. Slowly Fidgeting with the bag she spoke quietly.. " I just wanted to say sorry for my behavior from past few days.. "
He exactly knew what she was directing at.. But deciding to let go the topic he gave a nod... " I will accept the apology if you take me along with you to the grocery store.. "
She glanced at him suspiciously for a while.. " When did you start liking shopping in grocery stores.. "
He grinned at her widely making her smile.. " Who said i want to shop.. am just telling i will come with you.. Anyways its a beautiful day.. "
She gave nod and started to walk as he slowly took her hand walking beside her.. She decided to let it be , enjoying his company and press of his body close to her.. A smile formed on his lips as he noticed the dress she had worn.. " That looks really cute on you.. "
She smiled widely running a hand on her maternity dress.. " First i thought it will look bad as my tummy is growing now.. But it looks so cute.. "
He gave a nudge on her head as she glanced at him surprised.. For the first time he noticed several people eying them in different expressions.. Some had teasing looks while others looked jealous and curious.. He just shook of the thoughts of them and glanced at the beautiful girl who was standing beside him with a smile.. One and only person who was bringing a big difference in his life..


 PART 6:
 
 
 
Month 6


Dressed in jeans and a red cute top and sweater , she stood infront his house staring at the door.. This was the first time she had taken a step towards him probably would be her first visit to his house.. She frowned as she peeked inside the window to see the place whole dark.. Is he still sleeping.. ? Did he forget about their meet.. She wondered for a minute.. Slowly with a deep breath she knocked the door and stood silent for a minute.. Maybe he is really sleeping.. With the thought she decided to leave but as she turned around the door flew opened Armaan walked out rubbing his eyes.. While he stared at her curiously she couldnt help but glance down at his muscular body.. Probably being a football player gave much advantage for him for being such well built.. His hair look disoriented making her realize he had just woke up from sleep.. And then she got more red as she noticed he was just wearing his boxer nothing else..
Amusement flicked through him as he grinned at her shamelessly.. " If you are done checking me out.. "
She interrupted his words quickly.. " I wasnt checking you Out.. I just.. Anyways did i just interrupt your  sleep..I will leave then.. "
He grabbed her back to him as she started to leave.. She glared at him in anger as he sighed.. " I am so sorry i didint mean to oversleep.. Anyways i think it was me who was going to come into our house and pick you up.. "
As he frowned she brushed off his hands irritatedly.. " So you have problem if i come ur home.. Fine i said i will leave.. "
" Woah woah control your anger sweetheart.. " He pulled her inside and locked the door taking her along with him to the sofa.. She took a seat and tried to speak when he interrupted raising his hands up.. " Ok i give up with excuses.. It was my mistake.. Just give me 15 minutes i will be back with a quick shower and get ready.. "
She just rolled her eyes and looked away when he suddenly grasped her neck bring her upto his face level.. He kissed her hard and broke off instantly.. " Dont run away i will be back.. "
The anger faded away from her eyes as she saw him leave.. Riddhima slowly touched her trembling lips recalling the kiss.. Why did he have to be so irresistible.. She couldnt understand..
She got up from her seat trying to divert her mind into something else.. Slowly she started to walk around to this seeing the modern look of the house with beautiful furniture's justifying the beauty of the place.. She walked upto the window getting a clear view of the road.. Did he always stare at her from standing near this window.. The possibility of him eying her while she stared at the house made her blush.. Lost in her thoughts she didint realize as he came and stood beside her.. "Is there something interesting happening outside.. ? "
She gasped and glanced at him in surprise.. " You just startled me.. And why are u asking me that.. "
He shrugged his shoulders and put on his jacket.. " You were staring so intently i thought something was there.. "
She just laughed and walked past him as he followed her out with a smile..

" Do you know that you are looking really beautiful today.. " He winked at her walking beside her on the road..
She raised her eyebrow hearing him compliment.. " You mean to say for the first time i am looking beautiful.. "
He grinned at her and spoke softly.. " Someone is trying to fish for compliments... What i meant to say is this is the first time i saw you in jeans.. And you look cute with a big belly.. "
She narrowed her eyes and stopped with her hands on her hips.. " Mr.Armaan Looks like you have a tough love towards Pregnant women.. "
He laughed and winked at her devilishly.. " Believe me Riddhima i think i can have a much easy love towards a pregnant lady.. "
Her laughter died as she stared at him while his expressions hardened realizing what he had said.. They kept walking with a awkward silence between them making their way to the charity event held in the Pin Valley park..

They set together in the event as several activities and games started to happen around them.. Armaan frowned as he noticed Riddhima who set still staring at the space.. He wondered what was bothering her since she came into the event.. Leaning towards her he gave a slight nudge on her hand.. " Riddhima.. Whats up with you.. "
She glanced back at him quickly with a hesitant smile.. " Nothing just thinking about somethings.. "
" About what.. " He asked with a curious look..
She glanced around and blurted around without thinking.. " Bad dreams.. "
He frowned badly as he saw the disturbed look on her face.. It has been months and still he couldnt figure out what was the reason behind her scared face.. "Something is bothering you right.. Why dont you tell me.. "
The gentleness in his voice surprised him.. When did he ever talk to anyone in this manner.. Never in life he had been calm towards anyone.. No one in his life..
She set quiet her face expression showed she wasnt ready to spill out the truth to him.. Giving up he held her hand and spoke quietly.. " You know even i get bad dreams.. Most of where i see my parents die.. "
She glanced at him with a concerned look which touched his heart.. " That must have been hard.. "
He sighed and gave a nod.. " It was specially everytime it makes me guilty what a spoiltbrat i was.. How much unfair i was towards them.. I always did whatever i wanted instead of respecting what they wished to see from me.. "
She pressed his hand as she noticed the pain in his eyes as he spoke those words in sorrow.. Making her realize how sorry he was for everything.. " Atleast you feel bad for whatever happened.. Thats enough its about the person regretting for his mistakes.. "
He stared right in her eyes as she felt suddenly breathless seeing the emotion filled in them.. They set like that in silence for a long time when a loud noise brought them back to the earth.. Riddhima stood up to go and see what happened but as she noticed the scene infront of her she stood still.. She glanced at Armaan who ran quickly and the small kid who was lying near pool , blood came out mercilessly from the wound on his small leg.. The cries of the boy hit her ears painfully as tears formed in her eyes.. She noticed Armaan who knelt infront of the boy and mother who was crying helplessly.. She started to back away as Armaan took the boy in his arms and ran out of the park in fast pace.. She just stood stunned seeing him act so fast while she slowly left the park making her way back to home..

Changing back into her night clothes she set on the sofa silently when a loud knock came on the door.. With a thudding heart she got up as she knew it was him, probably in a bad mood.. How am i going to explain to him..
As she opened the door Armaan walked inside worried.. " Why did you comeback without telling me.. I was so worried.. "
She turned around avoiding his gaze.. " I was tired .. So i just headed back home.."
He noticed the sudden change in her behavior as she slowly stood near the window.. He walked and stood behind her frowning.. " That boy was bleeding to death.. Werent you worried for even single bit.. ?? "
She closed her eyes guiltily and turned around to him sadly.. " How is he now.. And that was very generous of you to take him to hospital... "
His expression softened as he gave a shrug.. " I just couldnt see him bleed to death.. They needed my help so i did.. He is much better he went back to home with his mother.. "
She gave a nod as suddenly a thought crossed her mind.. She stared at him for a long time wondering she was thinking for the best or not.. He narrowed his eyes at her and spoke slowly.. " Whats running back in your mind.. "
She trembled and spoke hesitantly.. " I need a favor from you Armaan.. Can you do it for me.. "
The worry in her eyes clarified him she was going to ask for something big.. "That depends on what you ask from me.. If i am able to do.. "
She interrupted his words and blurted out.. " When i give birth I want you to adopt my baby "
Several minutes passed as they stood silent with the tension hanging between them.. She turned away from him facing the window while biting her lips to control her tears.. She knew how much it pained her heart as she spoke those terrible words..
He stood stunned not able to react at her words.. What she asked from him wasnt the thing which worried him.. Why she asked for the favor worried him much.. "May i ask why you want me to adopt this baby.. ? "
Several excuses started to form out in her mind.. She turned around and spoke softly.. " I am never good with kidz.. I dont think am ready to be a mother.. I.. never liked kids.. "
He stood bewildered hearing her words.. Could she really mean all that.. " What you mean Riddhima.. You are ready to throw away you child in arms of a stranger..?"
Her lips trembled as she glanced at him in disbelief.. " You are not a stranger.. After seeing how you took care of that kid i think i can nicely trust my baby to be with you.. "
He rolled his eyes in frustration and spoke loudly.. " Its not enough Riddhima.. What about the baby dont you think the baby will need a mother.. I just dont understand why are you doing this.. "
Right now she knew how much she hated herself , and how much it hurt her to bring out those cruel words.. But it would be the best for the baby.. She glanced at him sharply and spoke in a strong voice.. " Do i have to repeat myself.. I can never see myself as a mother.. I CAN NEVER BE.. DO YOU HEAR THAT.. !! I dont want this child.. I Just dont need a baby attached with me.. "
I hate myself..She shouted in her mind as tears of hurt and anger formed in her eyes.. He stood still and calm and spoke quietly.. " If you had problem with having a kid then why didint you abort the child on first place.. "
Her eyes grew wide as he stared at her with anger filled in his eyes.. Abortion.. Now what was she supposed to say for that.. Glancing away she spoke softly.. "Just because i say I dont want a child doesnt mean i want to kill him.. I can never think of such thing.. "
Why are you lying Riddhima.. He said in his heart inspecting her every expression.. From past months he had nicely known everything regarding her and this fact was something which he wasnt ready to believe in any cost.. Silence hanged through them for a long time when suddenly Riddhima gripped her stomach stunned.. "Ohh My god.. "
He gripped her arm in worry and glanced down at her.. " Whats wrong.. What happened.. "
She stared at him smiling through her tears and squealed happily gripping her belly.. " The baby.. He just kicked me.. Omg he kicked.. "
He stared at her stunned and touched her belly.. " You must be joking.. "
She gripped his hand and moved his hand to the side.. " Keep your hands here.. You will feel.. "
They waited for a second and he sucked a breath as he felt a kick from the small baby growing within her.. He stared at her in surprise.. " I cant believe this.. I never felt something this.. Its incredible.. "
She gave a nod through her tears and laughed happily.. " Omg my baby just kicked for the first time.. I always feel him move within me.. But this is the first time i felt him kick.. My baby.. "
He stared at her happy face and wondered whats the reason behind her sudden behavior.. This was the real love he had always seen in her eyes towards her child.. But why was she willing to give a child she loved so much.. He couldnt make out.. He gripped her arm and pulled her close as she stared in his eyes in surprise.. He gave a smile and spoke muttering under his breath.. " You are the worst actress i have ever seen in my life.. "
She stared at him in horror as she realized she had just blown off all her acting by showing out the affection towards the baby.. She tried to speak but he kissed her lightly making her forget about everything.. As he pulled back he gave a light kiss on her forehead and stared down at her.. " Didint you see.. The baby just kicked you.. I dont think he is much happy hearing his mommy is willing to give away him.. Dont you think.. ?"
It took every strength of her to stop herself from breaking down infront of him... She hardened her expressions and whispered to him coldly.. " I think you should leave now.. "
He gave a curt nod and walked out of the house without looking back.. She slowly closed the door behind him as tears formed in her eyes.. Sliding down she broke into painful sobs reminding herself about the baby and her bitter past..



PART 7:
 
 
Month 7 :

Several days passed on when Armaan finally agreed with her condition.. It surprised her how easily he was all of a sudden ready to take the step for her.. Did he really bought her lie or gave up the thought of questioning her further, she couldnt decide..
But onething surely had change between them from past several days.. No longer they talked with eachother closely , he didint even once touch her after the confrontation on that night.. Why are you expecting him to touch you anyways.. She scolded herself trying to push away the uneasiness rising within her everyday.. Drying her hair carefully she glanced at herself in the mirror slowly caressing her tummy.. This was her seventh month and now it had grown more making her look like a real pregnant women.. Whenever the baby kicked her it made her smile with the thought of a life growing within her..Can i really give u up to someone else. ? She questioned herself sadly.. Glancing at her once again in the mirror she took her bag in hand and slowly left the room with a heavy heart..

She walked inside the party to see everyone buxy in their talks and having fun with eachother.. The uneasiness grew as several eyes came on her filled with curiousness and distaste.. For a moment she felt like she was standing infront of her family , who once had the same look on their face and hated her.. Gaining up some courage she walked inside trying to find someone close when Sanjana came towards her with a beaming face.. " Riddhima am so glad you came.. I thought you wont come to the party tonight.. "
She shook her head and smiled.. " I just came for you only after all its your second marriage anniversary.. "
Sanjana blushed and dragged her inside.. " Am really glad you are here.. Now try to enjoy yourself.. Should i get you something.. Any thing to eat or drink.. "
Riddhima protested quickly looking around.. " I will fetch a drink myself.. You go and entertain your guests.. I will enjoy myself here around.. "
Sanjana smiled and gave her a quick hug.. Riddhima's smile faded away as she left her once again among the strange people.. With a thudding heart she headed away from the party area to the garden.. As she walked outside cool air touched her face making her smile.. For once she regretted bringing a sweater along as she knew it would grow cold in late night..But i am not going to stay here till late night.. She decided and took a seat in the bench glancing around the deserted garden.. The place was indeed beautiful , a place she wished to have herself oneday.. But could she stay happy after giving up her baby.. The thought bothered her once again as she grew restless..
Her thoughts of chain broke as she felt the baby give a hard kick.. She gasped in surprise and laugh softly caressing her belly.. " I think i should stop thinking negative , probably you dont like my cruel thoughts"
" I love you so much.. I cant even tell you how hard this is for me baby.. " She whispered softly while staring at the space..
As she heard a voice she glanced upto see Armaan who stood in between of some girls who were laughing along with him.. He stood unknown with her presence.. But as he felt someone's gaze on him he glanced back right at her and stood still.. Riddhima quickly averted her gaze from him while nervously playing with the hem of her dress.. In her mind she kept praying he would leave her alone, the tension between them was becoming intolerable for her..
Armaan excused himself from the ladies and stood for a while deciding whether to join her or not.. For how long you will avoid her..? As the question rose in his mind he slowly walked upto her in a slow pace.. She shifted away a little as he set beside her glancing down at her for a minute.. She looked beautiful, Riddhima was indeed beautiful.. Then why was he fighting a lost battle.. He wondered... " Hey hows you.. ? "
She glanced up at him hesitantly and gave a smile.. " I am fine.. How have you been.. "
He glanced away uneasily giving a curt nod.. " I have been good.. Buxy.. " Liar.. Why dont you just tell her you spent your time thinking about her..
She drew a breath and spoke stiffly.. " Ya right i guess i know you were really buxy.. "
Tension hanged between them for a long time.. For a second he felt like leaving her alone and getting out of this place.. But when did he start to grow coward... He taunted himself in shame..
Suddenly the tension between them broke as Sanjana came towards them with her 1 year old baby in her arms.. " Hey Riddhima and Armaan.. Riddhima can you help me"
Riddhima glanced up at her instantly.. " Ya tell me.. What can i do.. ? "
Sanjana glanced down at her baby with a worried look.. " I need to take care of the food arrangements for a while.. I was thinking can you hold Ryan for a second..You dont have to worry he is sleeping.. "
Her eyes grew wide as Sanjana kept looking at her expectantly.. Armaan decided to stay quiet for a second wanting to know how she would react.. Riddhima ran a hand in her hair and glanced at her helplessly...It would be rude to say no on her face.
 " You will be back soon right ? "
Sanjana gave a big smile and handed the baby to her.. " I will be back soon just give me sometime.."
Armaan set quiet for long and drew a long breath looking at Riddhima who set stiff while holding the baby carefully.. She had no emotions on her face , could she really mean what she said in that night..
He got frustrated as he saw her sitting stiff without glancing down at the baby.. She gasped as he took away the baby from her hand.. Her heart clenched as she wondered whether her own child will be taken away like that..
Armaan placed ryan on his shoulder and glanced at her with anger.. " If you dont want to hold him why did you say yes to Sanjana.. "
She tried to speak but he ignored her slowly placing the sleeping boy on his lap.. She glanced down at his small innocent face for the first time.. She realized she actually wanted to hold him close.. But i cant risk the baby's life... She stopped herself from crying and glanced away in pain..
Not able to hold of the tension any long he stood up and spoke in a cold voice.. "I will go and give Ryan to Sanjana.. I dont think she should risk her baby with you.. Specially with a women who have no care and love towards any child.. "
His words hit her like a knife as she stared at him stunned.. Tears of pain filled in her eyes as he left her alone without any further word.. All alone just like everyone did with her.. Was there anyone who understood what she felt.. No care and love towards any child..

Armaan cursed himself as he walked inside a deserted garden to find it empty.. You are a big Jerk.. He ran a hand in his hair recalling his rude behavior and taunting words.. When did he became so insensitive towards her..
He ran out of the party to the road , he noticed her walking in a fast pace in the deserted road.. Has she lost her mind.. He increased his pace as he ran and got a hold on her hand and turned her around... " Are you out of your mind.. Stop running like that you are going to Kill yourself.. "
His heart clenched as he noticed her eyes full of pain and tears... She brushed away his hand hARly and shouted angrily.. " Better i am dead atleast i want be a such a horrible person as you think i am.. "
He tried to touch her but she moved away from him shaking her head.. " Listen to me Riddhima.. I am sorry i didint mean to say.. "
Her lips trembled as she started to sob taking out her frustration.. " LEAVE ME ALONE ARMAAN MALLIK.. I dont Need anyone.. HOW DARE YOU QUESTION MY FEELINGS LIKE THAT.. !! "
He shook his head trying to give a explanation.. But the truth was he had no explanation with him to justify his guilty behavior..
She started to walk away slowly with her eyes filled with pain and sorrow.. " I am not a heartless women.. If i mean to take such a big step Dont you think there would be a reason for that.. HOW COULD YOU ACCUSE ME LIKE THAT.. YOU KNOW NOTHING ARMAAN.. Just leave me alone.. "
He grabbed her hand and pulled her close as she struggled to get away from his grip.. " Then why dont you tell me whats bothering you.. Atleast i can help to overcome your fear.. "
Slowly she distangled herself from his grip and glared in anger.. " No.. Just leave me on my condition.. I can take care of myself.. "
She walked away from him while he stood alone letting her go...

" What are you doing here.. " She stared at him while he stood with a smile on his face.. It had been several days while they avoided eachother..
He studied her face for a minute trying to read her expression.. " I thought i will let you have sometime alone for few days.. And finally i am here to say.. Sorry.. "
She narrowed her eyes at him as he took bunch of roses handing it to her.. " I brought this for you.. Thought Maybe you would like.. "
She gave a nod and took the flowers and opened the door for him.. He walked inside and came infront of her handing her a box of chocolate.. " And also i brought this for you.. "
This time she couldnt help but smile with his sweet gesture.. " Thank you Armaan.."
He took a breath of relief and held her hand speaking softly.. " I hope you have forgiven me now.. "
She place the flowers and the box on the counter and gave a shrug.. " I have forgotten the talk long ago... "
He stood behind her making her aware of his presence.. She turned around as he placed a hand on her tummy pulling her close.. " I am not getting out of here until you forgive me.. "
Her breath caught as he placed his lips on hers kissing her hungrily.. She moaned softly and gripped his shoulders and he held her neck trying to kiss her more deeply.. As he broke off the kiss she thought he had given up but instead he trailed his lips down on cheeks to the eyelids ,kissing each of them softly.. He brushed his lips on hers as she gasped.. With a ragged breath he spoke huskily.. " Say you forgive me.. "
" Armaan.. I.. " Her words caught on her throat as he trailed his lips down on her collar bone to her neck nibbling her skin softly.. She sighed blissfully closing her eyes , arching her neck to give him more access.. He moved her hair to the side pulled down the sleeve of her dress nibbling her shoulder gently biting on her sensitive spot.. She gasped in surprise as he spoke breathlessly once again " Say you forgive me.. "
She moaned again as he dragged his lips on her chest giving light kisses.. He gripped her thighs as she replied to him softly.. " Yes i do.. Now leave me.. "
She was aware with the fact his actions were growing bold.. But it felt so good being held like that she couldnt muster enough strength to let him go..
She tried to speak when he kissed her once again passionately nibbling her soft lips with his manly ones.. She broke the kiss urgently and stared at him in surprise.. " We cant do this.. "
He frowned at her slowly nibbling her ear lobe.. " Why we cant.. "
She pushed him back and pointed and her belly frowning.. " I think you should notice this.. "
For the first time he grew embarrassed as he glanced away flushed.. Riddhima suppressed her laugh and turned around as he started to hold her from back nuzzling her hair.. It surprised her all of a sudden they were comfortable with eachother in such a close proximity.. As he glanced down at with his deep blue eyes the realization struck through her.. Am i in love.. The thought made her gasp , he moved back turning her to face him.. " Whats wrong.. "
She avoided his eyes growing nervous.. " Nothing is wrong.. "
He folded his arms and narrowed his eyes at her getting serious.. Between all distractions he had almost forgot why he had come here.. " We need to do some serious talking here.. "
She glanced at him suspiciously.. " I really dont think so.. "
He blocked her way and stared at her desperately.. " Why dont you talk to me about that.. Why not just spill out the truth.. "
Her lips trembled as she shook her head unwillingly.. " Do we really need to talk about this.. "
He stood with a blank face as she managed to get away from his grasp making her way out of the kitchen.. But again he came out of nowhere pulling her close speaking in his deep voice.. " Fine not today.. Not even tomorrow.. But whenever you feel comfortable enough to discuss it with me.. When you feel like trusting me with your secret.. Can you do that.. ? "
She was ready to protest at once.. But the look on his eyes made everything fade away from her mind..
He held her hand with a soft smile on his lips.. " You promise.. ? "
" Yes i promise " The words were out of her mouth before she could give a second thought.. He hugged her tightly while she sighed blissfully.. Maybe this was going to happen for the best.



 PART 8:
 
Month 8 :

The water kept flowing down on his muscular body as he stood in the cold shower staring at the space.. Eventually it was helping to release of the tension in his mind , fading out all the stiffness in his body which formed due the work he had been doing from several months.. His thoughts drifted back to Riddhima , one single girl who was turning his world upside down.. She was smart , beautiful and she had the most striking green eyes.. And there was a baby growing within her whom she didint want.. She had been giving him the most silly excuses from the last month.. Riddhima doesnt know whats in my mind..And he was confident that he would carry out his plan in the most responsible manner.. He ran a hand on his wet hair as he leaned on the shower wall with a sigh.. Among all this decisions of being a responsible man , what bothered him was his heart.. Was he really loosing his heart for this girl.. When did he ever think of doing this much for anyone in his life.. ? Never in his life he had shown some feelings towards a women and also got compassionate about a baby who is about to born.. Am i falling in love.. ?The thought made him sober as he wondered whether a girl like Riddhima who had a reserved nature would love someone like him.. Confused over his feelings he quickly ran his hand down his chest and arm rinsing of the soapy water , here he was lost in his thoughts and there outside she was waiting for him in his bedroom.. Didint that just sound tempting.. Shaking his head he turned off the shower muttering to himself.. " Ya right would have been tempting if she wasnt 8 months pregnant.."

She turned around from the window as she heard the click of the washroom door.. She had meant not to become voyeur , but as soon as he emerged from the shower draping a towel down on his waist she couldnt help but stare down at his rock hard chest.. Water kept dripping from his hair down onto his shoulder and chest.. She licked her dry lips and glanced away as desire flicked through her eyes seeing the irresistible look of him.. Riddhima glanced back at him as he passed a coy smile to her.. " Found something interesting.. "
She didint answer.. Instead she left the room with a blush on her cheeks.. He just stared for a while and decided to get dressed in meantime.. Putting on a blue faded jeans and white shirt he making his way out of the room looking for her.. And then he found her in the room he had wanted , as he knew it was going to get her attention.. He walked inside his store room with a smile on his lips seeing her stunned face.. As he stood beside her she turned back to him in thrilled.. " So this is the thing which kept you buxy from days.. "
He grinned and gave a nod glancing down at the baby cot he had made from his hand.. " I thought of doing something special.. Just wanted to see your reaction when you see this.. I guess you like it.. "
Her eyes grew moist as she stared down at the beautiful baby cot.. For a minute she imagined her baby playing in it and smiling at them.. " I didint like it.. I loved it.. Its so beautiful.. "
He leaned on her and brush his lips on her cheeks whispering softly.. " It was my pleasure.. "
For the first time he stared down on the cot imagining the small baby sleeping on it.. The thought warmed up his heart.. For once in his life he felt proud of himself for what he have done.. He felt like a responsible man and he had the pride of it.. A halt came to his thoughts as she spoke hesitantly.. " The baby died because of me.. "
He shot a stunned looked at her bewildered with her words.. " Are you out of your mind Riddhima.. "
She glanced at him in tears.. Painful tears as her eyes reflected the sorrow.. " You wanted to know the truth.. So i am confessing to you the truth.. "
He just stared at her unaffected , calming down his own thudding heart.. She set down near the cot as she spoke.. " VARa aunty gave birth to a beautiful baby girl.. She was only 3 months when i was taken to that house to help aunty to take care of aditi.. I was only 17 years old back then, thrilled and filled with joy when i met aditi.. She was beautiful , always smiling but sadly a heart patient.. Her heart was weak compared to normal babies.. Doctors didint give much guarantee on her living.. Still they spent huge amount of money on her medication.. A slight ray of hope of her living was enough for us.. "
As she stopped in mid way he set beside her and held her hand which she gripped tightly.. "  That was just one normal day , as i said she was a cheerful baby always smiling.. That day i played with her and in between she fell asleep on my lap.. I just kept staring down at her beautiful place.. She was a beauty, it always made me wonder maybe oneday i will also have a baby like her.. But as she slept the smile was gone from her lips.. I found it odd.. Aditi always had a soft smile on her lips whenever she slept.. My hands brushed on her chest accidentally and that was when.. I realized.. I realized her heartbeat had stop.. "
He stared down at her pale face in shock as she trembled breaking down into tears.. Stunned himself he pulled her close hugging her as she broke into sobs crying her heart out.. " She died.. on my lap.. I couldnt even react.. I was crying.. I called everyone in home.. "
He held her as she kept crying miserably.. Suddenly everything started to fall into pieces.. Her hesitance towards babies , her decision on giving up her child.. Everything was making sense now..
As she calmed down she cleared her tears and stared at him sadly.. " They were shocked with the death of Aditi.. Doctors said her heartbeat stopped while she was sleeping.. But.. They accused me for her death.. Accused me badly.. My aunt hates me to the core.. The guilt was too much for me.. Being accused of killing a baby whom i loved so much i just couldnt take it anymore.."
He frowned badly as he caressed her cheeks.. " But it wasnt your fault.. She was sick , she couldnt make it.. You have no fault in her death.. "
Her eyes grew moist as she gave a nod.. " Even i used to say the same to myself.. But when everyone starts to accuse me on killing a baby how can i not blame myself.. My parents didint speak to me for days, aunty threw me out of her house and since then she never spoke to me.. Whatelse should i be thinking.. "
She cried again as he pulled back and held her close clearing down her tears.. " It was wrong of them to accuse you on something you havent done.. It happens maybe your aunt was in trauma.. I am pretty sure she will understand you someday.. "
They set in silence for a long time as she drew back and stared at him in wonder.. She ran a hand on his rough cheeks speaking in a soft voice.. " When did you become a counselor.. Your words are very soothing.. "
He just smiled at her gently surprised himself with his sudden change in behavior.. Its you who have changed me.. " Atleast now you want carry on a fault guilt.. Why dont you just drop away the idea of giving up your baby.. "
Her expressions hardened as she grew uneasy.. As she grew silent he realized she wasnt still ready to take the decision.. And Maybe it was high time he start with his plan..

Several days later :

" Shouldnt you be getting the labor pain in this month.. " He glanced at her concerned as they walked in the park together..
Riddhima rolled her eyes and smiled at him.. " No.. I should be getting labor pains next month.. Anyways its me who will go through it.. Why are you worried.. "
He pulled off a innocent face and looked straight ahead.. " I am the one who is going to take the baby so i should be worried.. "
Her smile faded of as she glanced down feeling uneasy.. Suddenly he was pretty serious about adopting the child.. But the question hanged whether she is ready to give away her baby..
" You are leaving to London next week right.. You have a match coming.. Do you think you can adopt a baby in that situation.. "
He frowned at her and then smiled.. " I already told you am leaving the career.. So ofcourse am ready with the idea of adoption.. "
But my heart is not ready.. She grew silent as he took her hand making her sit on the bench.. He set infront of her and held her hand lovingly.. " I have to confess something.. Rohit called me last night and informed me there isint any match coming.. Am withdrawn from the the match as i have been absent for the practices.. I am just going back to London to do the meeting and give up that career.. "
Her eyes grew wide as she protested at once.. " But thats your dream Armaan.. How can you give it up like that.. Please you dont need to do that.. "
He shook his hand speaking confidently.. " I am doing this for myself.. This fame and success doesnt make me happy anymore.. I have enough money to starts some own work on mine and live in peace.. And also your baby whom i will adopt.. "
What about me.. ? The question rose as she stared at him sadly.. " I will miss you Armaan.. "
He kissed her cheek and spoke softly.. " I will be back soon.. You wont have to worry about that.. "

Back in London :

Armaan grew uneasy as he walked inside the conference room with Rohit beside him.. He noticed coach Andrew who passed a smile at him while other heads of the league had unhappy looks.. As he took his seat Martin spoke arrogantly.. " This is such a irresponsible behavior Armaan.. You cant just run away from the country and comeback to here when there is few days left for the biggest match.. You really think we are all stupid to accept your selfish behavior.. "
Armaan narrowed his eyes at them and spoke strongly.. " I dont expect any of you to keep me in the match , or even in the team.. Because now i have no interest in playing football anymore.. "
Everyone gasped in surprise as Rohit spoke stunned.. " Armaan stop it.. What the hell are you saying are you out of your mind..!! "
Andrew spoke with a concerned look.. " Armaan is the best player in our league.. We are nothing without him.. I dont think we should withdraw him.. "
Martin shot a look at Andrew and spoke hARly.. " And i dont think am going to sit here and tolerate the selfish behavior of the kid.. He is out of the match and its final.. "
Armaan's expression hardened as he got up from his seat in anger.. " And let me also clear out one thing.. I am Resigning from the team and its FINAL..!! "

Rohit set near Armaan who set with a sober expression in the bar with a glass of wine in his hand.. " You are really into that chick right.. !! "
Armaan glanced at him and sighed.. " Yes i am.. And its worse.. Cauxe i just realized i am in love.. "
Rohit chocked on his drink stunned.. " Woah woahh.. You are damn serious about this.. ?? Why didint you tell me man.. And you really think its a good idea.. Giving up the league and walking away.. "
Armaan just smiled placed down his glass.. " I am pretty sure about this.. I need to go back and live a life which i want for myself.. If i stay here i am not going to be happy i know that.. "
Rohit rolled his eyes and gave a pat on his shoulder.. " Fine fine Now its Armaan the lover boy speaking.. Anyways i am happy to see you happy.. And dude you better be in touch with me back in there.. "
" OHHH NOOO.. !! There she comes.. ! " Rohit hid his face while Armaan frowned and turned around.. " Who.. "
Words caught on his mouth as Rita came forward hugging him hard.. " OMG Armaan you are back.. I have missed you Soo much baby.. "
Armaan freed himself from her hold and got up form his seat.. " What are you doing here.. ?? And i am not your baby.. Let me remind you we have broken off.. "
Rita gave a fake pout speaking in a sultry voice.. " Come on Armaan.. Let it go Why dont we just become a couple again.. "
Armaan rolled his eyes and brushed off her hand from his arm.. " In your dreams.. And please leave me alone .. Goodbye.. "

Next morning he woke up frowning hearing the ring of his phone.. He picked up the call when Rohit spoke worriedly.. " Turn the Tv on Armaan and see the news.. Its Horrible.. !! "
His eyes flew open as he set up on bed.. " Why what happened.. "
Rohit sighed and spoke quickly.. " Looks like Rita have done a awesome job.. Just Open the TV and see the bizarre Rumor.."
He switched on the TV flicking the channels , when a video and title caught his eyes.. His eyes grew wide as he stared read the headline in horror.. " Playboy Armaan returns back in London patches up with his Girlfriend.. "




EPILOGUE
Month 9 :

2 days later :

Drenched in the heavy rain he pounded her door hard.. " Open the door Riddhima.. Speak to me.. "
Thats what he had been doing from several minutes.. Knocking her door mercilessly, he almost gave up when she opened the door glaring at him.. " Go away Armaan.. "
He glared back at her as the frustration rose.. " Why..  Are u Shutting me away without giving me a chance to explain.. "
She glanced away speaking coldly.. " If i knew you were going back to patch up with your old girlfriend..  If you wanted to go back and get back to your womanizing why did you lie to me.. I guess you cant resist your life filled with fame "
He walked inside and interrupted her words gripping her arms tightly.. " Thats A BIG LIE.. !! I didint even touch her once.. And stop speaking NONSENSE !! "
She brushed off his hands and shot back in same tone.. " SHE WAS HUGGING YOU LIKE A LOVER.."
He retorted back loudly.. " EXACTLY !! She was the one hugging me i didint touch her even once.. I left the bar as she came.."
She grew silent and stared at him calmly while he glared at her in anger.. She tried to walk away when he pulled her close with his face inches away from hers.. She gasped as she stared in his eyes which was filled with rage.. " For a change lets think i had spent time back there with Rita... Even if i did why does that Bother you.. ?? "
Riddhima opened her mouth to argue back but grew silent as realization struck through her.. Wasnt she judging him too fast.. And why was she feeling so bad of him being with someone else.. Oh god i am in Love.. It hit her so hard that she blinked her eyes and stared at him in wonder.. Her eyes flicked with desire as his expressions softened and passion filled in his eyes.. Before she knew what was happening, he kissed her.. He pulled her in his arms and kissed her in deep passion.. Riddhima was at first too stunned to react , he guessed her hesitance and drew back as she ran a hand on her swollen lips.. He was about to pull back when she went on her tip toes and kissed him hard.. He stumbled back at first but recovered kissing her back hungrily.. But again he broke the kiss hARly and stared at her confused.. " What is this between us.. ?? "
He very well knew.. He just wanted to hear her say out loud.. But She stood still , confusion filled in her eyes as she couldnt say a word.. He sighed and drew back walking away.. " I think we should speak when you are ready to face the truth.. "

He paced in his house from one side to another trying to get a grip on his feelings.. He had to calm down and decide what should be done.. Should he go and confess to her right now.. But still he wasnt sure she was ready to be with him.. Her behavior showed no confidence.. But will she come to speak.. His chain of thoughts broke as his phone rang.. Seeing the name he picked the call instantly..    " Riddhima.. "
" Armaan Help.. " She spoke in a panicked voice , he could clearly hear her panting voice.. "
He pulled on his jacket and spoke loudly.. " Whats wrong tell me.. "
Her lips trembled as she spoke in a horse voice.. " My water just broke.. Its the time.. "

He paced from oneside to another infront of labor room glancing back there every second.. They had taken her inside from 30 minutes and with each passing second he grew more nervous.. God please keep her safe.. He prayed in his heart leaning on the wall.. After several minutes of torture the nurse walked outside with a baby in her hand.. His breath caught as she came towards him the child.. "Congratulations.. She gave birth to a baby boy.."
His heart was bursting as she handed the baby to him , he held the small angel in his arms carefully and stared down at the baby in awe.. " He is so angelic " He whispered smiling while caressing his soft cheeks lightly.. Some unknown feeling rose in his heart as he held the small life , making him realize how much he wanted to hold him close..
After 15 minutes he walked inside her room with the baby in his hand.. She was staring up at the ceiling , but as he approached her she smiled beautifully.. Her eyes trailed down on the baby on his hand.. He stood beside her placing down the baby on her lap.. Tears formed on her eyes as she stared down on the baby stunned.. " Ohhh He just looked like aditi.. "
He smiled but stayed silent while she drank the sight of her child.. She slowly caressed his face smiling through her tears.. " He is so beautiful baby.. "
" Yes he is " Armaan agreed slowly taking the baby in his arm knowing how she would react... She gasped and stared at him in astonished as a empty feeling rose when he took away the baby..
Unwillingly he put a big smile and spoke confidently.. " Am the one adopting this angel.. Am i not lucky.. "
He did see the tears in her eyes but still controlled himself , just once she needs to realize what the baby means to her..
She stared at the baby in pain and glanced away sadly.. " You are right.. You should get to know him better.. "
He started to rock back the baby in his arms while she just set with the helpless feeling in her heart... I cant let them go away can i ?

Two days later she got discharged from the hospital.. In that two days he had let her spend most of time with the baby.. She had spent time smiling handling him with care and love.. Whenever she saw the soft smile on the lips of the boy it reminded her of Aditi.. But then as two days passed and time of leaving she grew nervous with the feeling of letting go her child.. As she got discharged he took her to his house.. She held the sleeping baby close to her while taking a seat in the sofa.. He noticed the still form of her as she held the baby close to her chest.. He folded his arms and stared down at her... " Why are you fighting a lost battle Riddhima.. "
She glanced at him hesitantly.. " What are you talking about..  "
He didint answer , instead he took the baby from her while she winced in pain.. " I am going to adopt him this week.. "
She stared at him bewildered as he started to leave with the her child in his hands.. She got up from her seat and spoke trembling.. " Please dont take him away.. "
He turned around with a frown.. " What did you say.. "
Her eyes filled up as she glanced down at her child.. " Please dont take him from me.. I want him.. Please i dont want to give him away.. I want my baby "
He walked upto her with a blank face.. " You were pretty sure past few months that you dont want him.. Why now.. "
She broke into tears and cried out.. " I LIED OK.. !! I love my baby.. I was lying when i said i dont want.. I love him "
He shook his head with emotions filled in his eyes.. " But i love this baby now.. And you made me promise to take this child.. I dont back away from promises.. "
She stared at him helplessly.. Cant you love me like that.. Her heart pained with the thought but she cleared her tears and whispered.. " Yes its me who made you agree.. I am sorry.. I think i will go now.. "
She felt sick.. She felt sick of herself.. How wrong she had been all these years.. Took the fault blame of killing aditi who had meant world to her.. And now she had given up a child who could have meant world to her.. Totally defeated she turned around to leave when he held her hand pulling her back to him.. " Before you go i have to ask you about something.. "
She stared at him expectantly when he spoke coolly.. " Is there any condition where a person can adopt the baby along with the mother.. "
" What.. " At first she stared at him confused and blurted out.. He slowly smiled and touched her cheeks from one hand while holding the baby from other.. " I would like to adopt you along with this baby.. I think i will need a mother for him if bring him here.. "
She just cried not able to believe her ears.. Was he really giving them a chance.. Or it was just for the child.. She glanced at him and spoke softly.. " What about you Armaan.. "
He sighed and leaned close to her.. " Me.. I dont think i will mind having a beautiful wife like you.. "
Her eyes grew wide while he grinned widely.. " Dont you know.. How many months have i spent with the thought of touching you.. But what can i do such a beauty came with a package of baby.. "
She laughed along with him and stared at him with hopeful eyes.. " So u mean.. "
He gave a nod and set on one knee while holding the baby firmly on his other hand.. " Me Armaan Mallik is proposing Riddhima guptal to become my wife and become the mother of this Baby.. Will you accept us.. "
She drew a breath and smiled widely.. " Yes Yes I will.. Ofcourse i will marry you"
He got up and kissed her lovingly as she laughed in response.. She drew back as he handed the baby on her hand.. " Changing your mind on adoption.. ? "
He chuckled and pulled out a small box from his pocket.. He opened it and showed the elegant silver ring in it.. " I bought it in London.. I have been planning from last month on this.. Finally everything went smooth.. "
She looked at him with a cute face.. " So you are planning to stay here after marrying.. "
He shook his head hugging her lightly.. " I have big plans.. For now we are going to shift into Mumbai and then get a big house with more rooms.. "
" Why do you need more rooms.. " She frowned placing the baby down on cot he had placed in living room.. He came and stood beside her , admiring the baby with a smile.. " I have plans of having more babies with you.. Let me spent whole 9 months again with you and see how crazy i get about you.. "
She blushed as he pulled her close nuzzling her neck.. " And also you have teased me for whole 9 months.. I need to tease you back to balance.. "
She turned back to him and whispered.. " You are such a bad boy.. "
He turned her around and gripped her close to his chest and stared at her passionately.. " Who thought this bad boy will be rewarded with a innocent girl and a small child.. And you always need to remember onething.. "
She gasped lightly as he brushed his lips on her.. " What.. "
" Thats when a bad boy like me falls in love he loves you with a deep passion.. "
She sighed as he kissed her again.. This was a start of a new life.. With a child and a man who loves from heart.. " I love you too Armaan "
And now here starts the new chapter of our life..

P.s - Armaan & Riddhima

Edited by moonkmh.... - 10 years ago