Note 27/02/2013

NOTE: 27/02/2013

Hey, everyone! I have deleted 200 people off my PM list on India Forums. You all are aware of the fact that I hate PMing people on India Forums about my updates. Well, I have found a faster solution. 

Yesterday, I emailed 126 people who gave me their emails about the updates. I don't know how many checked. However if you got the email and are happy then it's okay. 

However, If you were someone who did not get the email and would like to receive emails about my updates. Then please leave your email address in your comment below. I will email you regularly, like once a week, on the updates.

However that means, that I know exactly who follows the blog. If I don't see your comment, either here or on face book or on any of the threads on India Forums, then I will delete you. I am sorry, but silent readers are not getting the emails.

I will still PM from my India Forum's account, once a month, if anyone does not like emails, they can check there.

Love you all,

Mishty

Coerced Alliance: Chapter 28

Writer's Comments

I am not good with words - so personally I don't think this chapter has turned out well! But I had no more strength to re-write it! 

Sorry,

Mishty

Chapter 28

It was in the morning when they both woke up, cuddled together. Khushi looked up at Arnav and gave him a sweet kiss on his cheek, while Arnav smiled. They both got up and had a shower quickly. Today was an important day, for both of them.

They came downstairs to see the family serving breakfast to one another.

Arrreee, Mami ji, let me do it, you should sit down! Said Khushi.

Bitya, your mami is pfit and pfine. You no worry! said Mami.

So mami helped Khushi serve. Khushi then served Arnav, while he eyed her to the chair, motioning her to sit beside him. Anjali caught them, and laughed mutely.

Oh god! My Chote is in love. They are so cute! thought Anjali.

Akash can you please handle the office with Mama today. Me and Khushi have something important to do so we will be out most of the morning and afternoon. Also Di, one of our clients is holding a party in two days and we are invited, so I thought I should just let you know. Me and Khushi have to attend, said Arnav.

Theek hain...Chote! said Anjali.

Alright bhai! We will make sure everything is fine, said Akash.

What? This Lard Governor did not tell me anything about this party. Oh god, that means I have to dress well and everything. What an annoyance! thought Khushi.

Cool, we will see you later! said Arnav.

Khushi, let’s go.

They soon left, while the family was still having breakfast.

So how are the preparations? Said Payal.

Yep, everything should be ready! The hotel staffs were informed about every-thing, so yeah it should be cool! Anyway it is officially bhabhi’s last day at university tomorrow, after that she will be free said Anjali.

Haan, di! From our side, all the arrangements have been made, said Akash.

I just hope, Khushi bitya likes everything said Nani.

Hmm....said Mami.

They all got to work, arranging everything for the surprise in 2 days.

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Khushi and Arnav were in the car, while Khushi was constantly fidgeting with her duppata. Arnav looked at her and sighed, knowing that something was bothering her, and that she will soon tell him herself.

Arnav? Asked Khushi. Bingo. He knew her too well.

Yes, replied Arnav.

Why didn’t you tell me about this party? asked Khushi.

Oh so that was what was bothering her! I knew it! thought Arnav.

It wasn’t important that’s why. Also it is in 2 days. What was the hurry? asked Arnav.

Hmm...okay! said Khushi, while a smile returned to her face. Arnav looked at her nodding his head, “Pagal” he thought.

-

They soon arrived at Sameera’s flat. They had got the address from Aman. They looked at the building. Arnav grabbed Khushi’s hand tightly and led her in. They knocked on her door. The door opened on the second knock. Sameera was stunned to see the “ASR” standing in front of him. She let them in.

So, what do we have here? ASR and his wife, said Sameera while smirking.

You know ASR, I thought you would be quicker in trying to get to me but anyway. Better late than never right? said Sameera while laughing.

So what can I do for you? She asked.

You don’t know who you are messing with! snarled Arnav.

Oh really, you must have shocked to see Nani, right in hospital? Said Sameera.

That’s how I felt when you had slapped me that day in my apartment. How I felt when you broke our engagement. I loved you! Said Sameera.

Love is a word that doesn’t sound good from your mouth Sameera, said Arnav.

You just like money and power, that’s why you cheated on me right? asked Arnav.

I didn’t cheat on you! He came to me! said Sameera.

Yeah right! said Arnav.

Plus, I thought you had a good taste of women, so why did you marry her? Did you just pick her off the street? said Sameera.

And you Ms. Behenji, do you even know how many affairs he has had? Asked Sameera.

Oh look, what an adorable couple! They don’t even know about each other, said Sameera.

By this time, Khushi had listened enough. She had only remained quiet until now because she thought Arnav could handle someone like her. However her patience had just gone by now.

Ms. Sameera, you out of all people don’t need to tell me what my husband does. I already know him, so much more than you or any of the other girls that he has been with. You know why? Because I am Mrs. Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. He is only mine. I have all rights on him, not you! Since we are together, he hasn’t been with anyone said Khushi.

Oh Mrs. Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada? Mrs. Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada? Wow – you amaze me! Your husband doesn’t even love you, what type of rights are you talking about! I heard all the rumours. Mrs. Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada? He doesn’t even like you as his wife!

I haven’t seen such a besharam women as you, trying to keep a man by calling him yours, said Sameera.  Khushi had tears in her eyes, listening to this. Arnav wiped her tears and turned to Sameera.

Sameera, it is better if not say one more word. She is my wife. Arnav Singh Raizada’s wife. If any woman matters if MY LIFE, then it is my wife, Khushi Singh Raizada. Models like you have no value – you are just meant for use and throw, said Arnav.

ASR – shouted Sameera.

Don’t Shout! Said ASR. Suddenly the door burst open, and Mr. Garg and the police barged in.

You are under arrest Ms. Sameera Kapoor! Said the inspector.

What? Why? Asked Sameera.

You were found giving yourself extra bonus from the current company you have been working with and stealing valuable clothes from “Rohan’s Fashion House.” That counts as fraud, so you are under-arrest. Take her away! Said Inspector.

This is not over! I will come back! I will get you for this! Said Sameera.

They hand-cuffed her and took her away, while Mr. Garg stood grinning in front of Khushi and Arnav.

Our Plan Worked, ASR! Said Mr. Garg.

Plan? Asked Khushi.

Yes, Mrs. Raizada! We were here just to provide a distraction. Actually there were two more people with Sameera, awarding them extra bonus’s. So we had to make sure that someone inside the company doesn’t inform her and so she runs away. In the mean time, Mr. Garg and Aman informed the police and they got here before she could pack her bags and run! explained Arnav.

Okay, Mr. Garg! We will see you later! said Arnav. While Khushi grinned at him in glee. She always knew her husband was intelligent.

Wait but how do you know that she gives herself bonus’s? Asked Khushi.

Aman went to meet one of her friends and offered her 20 lacs and she sang like a canary about everything that Sameera could get charged for! said Arnav.

Hmm...said Khushi.

-

They back in the car, driving to Khushi’s college. She missed a lecture to come with him in the morning but now she had to return.

Arnav, did you mean everything you said? Asked Khushi.

Arnav looked into her eyes.

I meant every-word! said Arnav.

Khushi about the affairs –

No Arnav what I said was true, since we have become friends, there has been no-one in your life! said Khushi confidently.

How do you know? Asked Arnav.

I know you! said Khushi. They both smiled, and reached Khushi’s college. 

The Wilted Rose: Chapter 3

Writer's Comments

Okay readers of Wilted Rose - I have something to share! This story is dedicated to the girl who was gang-raped in the streets of Delhi. People could have helped but there was no-one to step forward at that time. There should be good Samaritans like "Arnav" who have power and should help to correct the corrupt world of India. People should learn to help others and stand against the crime.

So as I said - this is to salute the ones that already do. This is a very sensitive topic as you may know already. However this is what the cruel world is like. People don't want to know you! It doesn't matter if your dying or someone is raping you. Society undermines you and abuses you and expects you take it. This is the reality of our world today!

I have changed the story because particularly I didn't feel writing about someone getting raped. So please follow this story! 

Love,

Mishty

Chapter 3

The room full of silence should have calmed him as usual, but this time it had an opposite effect. It made him anxious. The whole night he was there.

 He didn't know who she was?

Who her family was so he could contact them?

He hadn't heard from Arjun about any of the investigation so far.

All that had happened so far was that Aman kept on calling him and informing him about his meetings, and that the foreign clients got very angry when they didn't find him there. That was all he was told.

He remembered to the time when he first saw her face. The innocence attracted him to her, like a moth to a flame.

He didn't need to do this?

But why did he?

Why did he help her so much?

He could have left in the hospital to the doctors. They would have looked after her fine; made sure that she was fine.

Why did he stay with her past two days?

He could have attended his meetings, met all of his foreign clients, and completed the deals. The deals he had left were very important for AR, if they didn't sign the deals, it could cost him roughly 30 cores.

Why did he call Arjun for help?

The police could have sorted out the investigation, he could have told them but why did he want ETF to handle the case specially. What was the need?

However the biggest question was why did he care? For that ASR had no answer. He wasn't the usual Good Samaritan. He gave money to charity but that was all but that was part of building public relations; it was a part of business.

He could leave now, but he yet he couldn’t. There was something stopping him. This girl in front of him was a stranger but her life was still in danger. Just because of his ego, he couldn’t just leave her unprotected. He needed to get her justice. It would be morning, in an hour and she still hadn't got conscious yet. That could be dangerous. He closed his eyes and fell asleep at wee hours of the morning.

Something wasn't right.

It was like someone was calling out to her. Telling her to come to him, yet she couldn’t. She didn't have the strength.

The pain was gone, that she felt before.

Yet something was amiss. She then vaguely remembered what had happened.

How they had murdered her husband? Ruthlessly, just so they could rape her. She opened her eyes in rage. However when she opened her eyes, she was expecting it to be the lonely road, with her husband, or in heaven, but what she saw disorientated her. The walls were white. She looked around to see that there was a television across from her, handing on the wall. On her left there was a side table with a water jug, and on the right, there was a sofa, with a man sleeping.

She looked at the stranger more carefully. His shirt buttons were open to reveal the toned chest, and his abs. His eyes looked strained because he had dark-circles under his eyes. It looked like he hasn't been able to sleep for a while. She tried to get up but it was more difficult as the needle in her hand was pulled as well. She let out a small scream due to the pain.

Arnav heard the small scream and was jolted awake. He saw that she got injured as she was trying to get up. He moved swiftly from the sofa and helped her get up. He put a pillow behind her so she could be comfortable. He noticed that her eyes were on the jug. He walked to the other side and poured some water for her. He helped her drink. He could see that she was confused with him being there, but right now the doctor needed to check her.

That was the most important thing of all. He called the doctor by pressing a button by the bed. The doctor came in flat 2 minutes. He walked through the door genuinely happy to see the girl was awake and was sitting. “Thank you, for calling me! I will do her quick check-up!” said the doctor.

Arnav meekly nodded and stepped outside the room. He took his phone and made a quick call to ‘Arjun. He picked up the phone in two rings.

“Yes Arnav” said Arjun.

“The girl is awake now! The doctor is just checking her! I thought you might like to know!” said Arnav.

“Yes, thanks for letting me know! We will be there in an hour! Let her rest till that time!” said Arjun.

“Okay, see-you!” said Arnav.

Inside the room, the doctor looked at the girl.

“You are very lucky! The man, who just left the room, saved your life. If he didn't bring you to the hospital in time, you would have died. When you came to the hospital, you had a knife stabbed in your stomach. There was internal bleeding, and you were unconscious!” explained the doctor.

“You should have let me die! Why did you save me?” asked Khushi desperately.

“I need to go to my husband!” said Khushi. “He is calling me! He is calling me to the heavens above!”

“What is wrong with you? God decides who dies and who is alive. You were destined to survive. The man outside was there to save you. Everyone has a time to go and it’s not your time yet!” said the doctor, trying to get any suicidal thoughts out of her mind.

“No – I want to die!” screamed Khushi.

“Let me die,” she said.

The doctor tried to convince her, but when chose not to listen and carry on screaming, his patience disappeared and he called Arnav in to try and stabilize her. Arnav strode through the door, listening to her screams. He soon could the situation.

Off-course she would behave like this. She just lost her husband and that too on her wedding day.

They didn't want her to slip in depression. Her heath was getting worse by the minute. Arnav then lost his patience. She didn't want to see anything or hear anything. He motioned the doctor to take out the needles. The doctor followed his instructions.

Arnav then took her arm and hoisted her up gently. She looked at him confusion but just followed him without saying a word. She had lost the strength to scream and shout. She was still weak. He took her out of the hospital room, to a secluded corridor, connected to another corridor. He stopped her then and turned her towards an old couple.

“Look at them, are you seeing their faces? Their daughter just committed suicide because her husband died in a bomb blast, two weeks ago! Can you see their sad faces? Do you want your family to be like this as well? Will you get happiness by seeing them cry of their daughter’s death? Heck – I just saved you because I was helping you! It won’t matter to me if you die, because I don’t even know you! Why should I care? For me you will be a memory, a girl who I tried to save committed suicide because she wasn't strong enough to face her life! If you still want to commit suicide, then I will not stop you!” said Arnav in a low voice.

Khushi looked at the old couple who were crying their hearts out, because their daughter had committed suicide. Her heart was in pain. The stranger standing in front of her was right. If she gave up on life, she will be giving everyone around her pain. Yes, her husband has just left her but she needed to be strong. She finally broke down into sobs. Arnav turned around to see her crying. He gently soothed her back, rubbing her arms. He gave her his handkerchief to wipe her tears.

“He is never going to come back is he?” she asked innocently.

“No – but that doesn't mean you give up on your life! This is your past. It has already happened and there is nothing you could do to change that! You need to live your life, you will find someone that you like eventually!” explained Arnav.

“You don’t know how society treats a widow! They are defamed publicly  No-one will marry me now! I don’t even want to marry now! I loved Rohan!” she said, “And now he is gone forever!”

“Look, you need to be strong. Society attacks the weaklings but you have to make sure you don’t crumble like they expect to you to! If they attack, you have to counter-attack!” said Arnav.

“Who are you?” whispered Khushi, looking at him in amazement.