Saturday, 7 December 2019

Part 2: The Stranger (AR mini)

The First Ever Feeling

Armaan's POV:
I know you like me, you know I like you
Let's get together girl, you know you want to
I know you like me, you know I like you
Let's get together girl, you know you want to

Raat din aate jaate, hoti hain sau mulakaatein
Aagey badti hai baatein, peechay chod de
Raaste mein hai thehre, aur bhi kitne chehre
Aaj phir apni aankhein unse jod le
Kho jaayega, lamha yeh kho jaayega
Mudke na phir aayega, raahon mein usko rok le
Ho jaayega hoga jo ho jaayega
You know you're so hot, you're on fire
1 2 3 go
Mil gaye jo chora chori
Huyi masti thodi thodi
Bas pyaar ka naam na lena
I hate love stories

PART 18 : Mr. & Mrs. Mallik

Riddhima stared at the album infront of her eyes and sighed. Her life with Armaan and Raji seemed to be perfect until the last week. Armaan left for a conference in Kolkata, a week ago and here she is sitting in her bed at past 2 in the midnight doing nothing, yet everything with loneliness. It had been almost four days that she talked to him. It was either she was on duty when he called or he was in some seminar when she called. She felt helpless with him not being around and she didn't understand why.

She held the album close to her and closed her eyes with tiredness finally taking a toll on her.


"Aunty, I am leaving." Riddhima yelled from the living room. She woke up early than usual and got ready as well. She didn't understand why but she wanted to run away from there. 'Probably because he wasn't there?' her heart questioned her but she chose to avoid it.

Friday, 6 December 2019

Part 1: The Stranger (AR mini)

Riddhima's POV :
My di,Anjali,always told me that I look and dress like a girl,But my antics could hardly be called girly.Today,too,she did not hesitate to repeat herself when I took out my bike,at 5 in the evening.I just grinned at her.

Being "Daddy's Special Little Girl",I got almost everything I wanted.Plus,being good at academics,that wasn't so hard.This bike,Lovingly "MH" for "My Hero" was given by my,Ofcourse,Dad on this birthday when I turned 21 !! I LOVEEE this!

As I zoomed on MH across the familiar streets of Mumbai,I looked around for competition.I had defeated numerous boys who couldn't understand I was a girl,then were shocked out of their DUMB wits to find out.Baahhaa.

One yellow and black bike zoomed by my side,and I was excited again.
'Ahaan!',I thought,'Some dumbo again!Great!'

PART 17 : Mr. & Mrs. Mallik

Armaan groaned as he heard the same old ring of his alarm. Groping for the source of sound, he sighed as he found it. Switching it off, he opened his eyes reluctantly. Cursing the sun for rising up, he headed towards the washroom. Looking at his image in the mirror, he couldn't help but smile as the previous day flashed before his eyes. His smile transformed into a grin as he remembered of the short peck he gave Riddhima. He realized her cheeks were very soft against his lips.

As he headed towards the living room, he stopped when he came across Riddhima's room. He peeped in slowly to have a glance at her. But he found it was empty. Frowning, he moved to the living room and noticed Raji on the couch, reading the newspaper.

"Raji, where is Riddhima?" he asked staying calm, but one could notice a hint of panic in his voice.

Thursday, 5 December 2019

OS : Us Against The World

I looked at him from the corner of my eyes. He was staring at the paper in front of him wide-eyed; I could tell he was terrified. Just then he looked around him frantically, and his eyes met mine. I averted my gaze back to the examiner in front of me who was eyeing us all as if he would take us in for slicing up any minute, and then back at my own answer sheet.
Don't look, don't look, I screamed at myself in my head. You can't cheat for him again, I reminded myself. He had to do something by himself, and maybe this way he would learn! One failure is equal to ultimate success after all.
But when had I ever listened to myself. I only listened to him; his jokes, his demands, his orders, his pleas, his requests. It was all about him. It had been since we were 6 years old. And now, at 18, in our final year, it was still the same.
Sighing I looked up at him, and predictably, he had an adorable pout plastered on his face, his eyes dripping with insane cuteness and innocence. He vaguely reminded me of a food-deprived, depressed dog.

PART 16 : Mr. & Mrs. Mallik

"Riddhima" Armaan heard Raji's whisper and turned around immediately to the door and was mortified at the sight before him. His mobile slipped down from his hand and blood drained off his face. He looked back at Raji assuming he might be hallucinating but the equally petrified face of hers conveyed that it was indeed true. He turned back to the sight infront of him and felt his eyes burning of tears, that he was holding back.

He stared at her, standing infront of him, with her white dress full of stains of blood and her right sleeve torn slightly. He tried to speak, but there was no coordination between his senses and brain. He could only feel his heart beating madly. A lone tear escaped his eye and rolled down his cheek.

Wednesday, 4 December 2019


He entered the pitch dark room to find her slept peacefully under the covers. He threw his brief case on the setee and removed his tie. Loosening his shirt and opening the button of his jeans, he entered the bed and spooned her. She turned around and kissed his lips. "I don't wanna talk to you...itna late aate hain armaan?"

"kaam tha na jana..."

"tum aur tumhara kaam...door ho jao muhjse!" she huffed angrily and wrapped both her arms around his neck kissing it and closing her eyes again...

"I love you too" he softly whispered near her forehead and closed his tired eyes...


"karan volume kam kar do..." she gathered his perfumes and hair gels and started setting them properly on the dressing table while he was on the bed watching tv...he decreased the volume for a moment, only to bring it back to normal the next.

PART 15 : Mr. & Mrs. Mallik

It's been a month since Armaan and Riddhima returned back to Mumbai from Delhi. Life was perfectly balanced - assumed Armaan. He had been mentally battling with his feelings for Riddhima, lately. He was sure that he had started to feel something intimate towards her and also aware that it's more than just a mere attraction but waited for one sure signal from his heart.

Riddhima, since the proximity between her and Armaan at her stay in Delhi, became conscious of his presence whenever he is around. But she brushed the thought every time thinking she was just feeling weird as she was new to being around with a guy - the one thing she avoided since her being a child.

But Muskaan had been a lone listener to Riddhima's gabbling about her 'in-laws' since her return. Her every chat began with Armaan and ended with either Raji or Ananya. Muskaan also noticed the glow on her face whenever she talked about Armaan, Raji or Ananya.

Tuesday, 3 December 2019


Some night

2.08 A.M

"actually it wasn't really my fault you know, the papers had acidentally got mixed up on my table and i shouted on my P.A. But that's not the problem you see, the thing is that office me i'm not really known as the apologising kinds...i can't go and say sorry like i do to your mum...what do you say then? Maybe give him a day off and tell him i don't need any resignation? Yeah, gusse me maine keh diya tha resign karne ko.."

he carressed shilpa's bloated tummy, talking to the little one, he was expecting a girl.

Some night

12.36 A.M

"no armaan the bed is too soft.." she whined helplessly, sleeping was one of the biggest problems these days..