Hi
guys.. this is my first fanfic so plz bear with me. I've read alot of
really good ones here, and finally decided to write my own, and this is
my first attemp, so hope you all like it...
It will be a romantic story between AR, of course...
(inspired by; Pallavi25 and Bheegi😳)
INTRO
Riddhima Gupta was born in Mumbai but had been living in Delhi nearly all her life. She had to move from Mumbai when she was 2 years old because her mum, Padma Sharma, was suffering a lot financially due to a lot of depth her father, had loaned before his death. Surya had passed away only a few weeks after his so-called-friends were ready to sell his house to get back their money. Padma brought Riddhima up the best she could, with the little money she had from her part-time job and from what her husband had left her, she sent Riddhima to one of Delhi's top schools. She tried to give Riddhima everything she needs, but both her and Riddhima knew that that was very much impossibly as she knew her mum could never be able to afford the expenses if she insisted on buying the designer clothing just like her friends wore, even when they were in primary schools, so she never cared.
But Riddhima, being a very intelligent girl, settled in well with everyone, even amongst the very rich. Mostly because she preferred not to mention her personal life with anyone, except those that were really close to her. So this was basically the reason she never got picked on at school, no matter how she dressed or how shy she was. She preferred to stay really reserved and hardly went out with her fiends to parties and definitely stayed away from the night life her friends shared. Her friends occasionally teased her about her sad, boring life but she never took it o the heart and had ignored their comments as a joke. Riddhima was of course very beautiful and stood out amongst her friends for her simplicity and her innocence. She had had the perfect body and looks that any guy would fall for, but the one guy she once liked didn't think so as he couldn't see her properly in what she wore. Not that she hadn't been asked before, she had been asked several times when she was in year 8-9 but she refused. She had fallen for someone when she was in year 8, but that someone special preferred girls in mini's and Riddhima wasn't the type of person to change for anyone. Well, at least not then.
Now, that Padma had been working full-time she had been transferred to Mumbai, which she preferred in a way as she thought Riddhima needed to build her confidence and needs to go out more and enjoy her life rather than staying at home and working on college work most the time. Riddhima was quite shocked, rather angry, at her mum's decision but decided to go against her wishes and follow her mum's guide; after all she was doing it for their good. And anyways, her only cousin and her best friend, Muskaan, also lived in Mumbai and attended the same college as to which Riddhima had got a place due to her excellent report and results from Delhi. Muskaan and Riddhima had been the closest friends since Riddhima was 5. Muskaan would visit Riddhima during her holidays and would insist taking Riddhima along with her to Mumbai. But Padma had always thought against it, until now.
Riddhima, now 20, is a very simple yet a beautiful girl. Her face has a natural glow and makes her look her best whether she's happy or sad. That's the one thing that annoys her about her personality, as most girls at her age would do anything for that natural look and were of course always quite jealous and would gossip behind her back since she had moved to college. Riddhima is still very shy and looks very innocent but has started to build up her confident with strangers. She had always dressed really simple with salwar or churidaar suits no matter how many times her friends or their boyfriends would insist on her dressing style.
She loves singing, especially classical or old Hindi songs and wanted to but went against it as her mum thought it wouldn't bring in much money in the house. But Padma being a really caring mother knew her daughter's wishes. So, Riddhima attended singing lessons outside of school and college, she was really happy and was loved her life, no matters how many ups and downs she had faced. This was the one reason why she didn't want to move. But Padma had found her another teacher so she could continue with her lessons.
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Armaan Malik was the playboy of his college. He had all the luxury of life as his father, Dilip Malik, owned a large business firm. His mother, Naina Malik was a house wife, though she never stayed at home. She had always found an excuse to go to late night dinners with her friends or kitty parties since Armaan was very young. And Dilip, of course, had always been busy with his work that he didn't have time to look after his son. Though they both loved their son, they would never express it to him. Armaan would always get jealous when his friends parents would come and pick them up or take them home from school or give them goodbye kisses. Armaan had to rely on the driver to do that job. He would pick Armaan up every day from school and take him home. Armaan never had anyone to look after him properly and give him the love he wanted. He had always had a nanny looking after him as Naina thought this would make her look classy amongst her rich friends.
Now back to his image, he's the hottest guy of his college and the biggest playboy or flirt, whatever you call it. He's the guru of his gang and his friends respect him and follow his lead like their his chamche or something. They would do anything to appease their boss and would go to any extent. Armaan is a 22 year old science student in his 4th year. He has a new girl by his side every week, if their lucky every other week. He would spend a few physical pleasure moments with them and dump them before they got close to him emotionally. He had a rule in his life; never trust anyone as he knew most the girls he had dated were only after his money, as he was one of the richest guys in the college, as well as being the hottest. Armaan had erased the memories from his past and had decided long time back not to make any commitments with anyone. He would of course tell his girlfriends how much he loves them but he and they both knew the truth. Most of his girls knew Armaan the playboy and would never make any commitments; those were the rich or the brats. But some of course fall for his charms and others, for his money. That is thing Armaan hated the most, even though he dated may girls and liked half the ones, he never found that someone special for him. He has learned in life that noone cares for anyone, and so he feels as if he shouldn't either. He burries himself in his music and his guitar as he also loves to sing and does indeed have a great voice, like Riddhima.
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OK guys this is it' I spent ages on this part, I know its not very interesting, well I know its really boring but I promise the next one would be better.This was a really long charcter sketch but I had decided to write it as the first part, but it was getting reli long and the story hadn't even started, so I decided to keep it as the intro. Please leave ur comments/ suggestions, critcism etc.. I wud reli like your feedback'
Next part: Riddhima's first days of college, and ragging (I think not sure yet)
*Edited*😃
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Part 2 Page 4
Part 3 Page 7
Part 4 Page 13
Part 5 Page 20
Part 6 Page 26
Part 7 Page 32
Part 8 Page 40
Part 9 Page 51
Part 10 Page 69
Part 11 Page 79
Part 12 Page 90
Part 13 Page 102
Part 14 Page 123
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