a/n: A short special written for someone special. DivaNims. Hope you enjoy reading :)
Quick Summary: Heartbreaks, Ill father, College last year and financial crisis, Nimisha has a troubled life but amidst all this she finds someone who puts a smile across her face at the end of the day. The sweet spoken, golden hearted Kabir. Short, sweet and simple love story.
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Finding You
A Kabir/Nimisha Romantic Fanfiction
Chapter 1: Life troubles and HIM.
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"MOM, I'll be there within minutes. God, will you stop crying Mom? Nitish hai wahan par?" A panicked Nimisha ran towards an auto as she talked to her mother.
Nimisha was a 21 year old simple girl in her last year of college. Doing her honors in English, she plans to work as an article writer and editor.
Like any other normal day, Nimisha was off for her college but was shocked when her mother called her to tell that her father has been rushed to hospital as he slipped on the bathroom tile and fainted.
Later after 20 minutes, Nimisha was standing beside her crying mom and her younger brother who was filling formality forms.
Nitish: "Di, thankgod tum aa gayi. Mom ko dekho kabse roye jaa rahi hein."
Nimisha: "Doctors ne kya kaha Nitish?"
Nitish: "Nothing Serious. ankle par fracture hai aur sar mein thodi chot. Abhi 2 ghante tak discharge mil jaega"
Nimisha sighed and sat down.
After an hour,
Nimisha, Nitish and their mother were standing around the hospital bed where their father sat. Doctor gave instructions.
Doctor: "Inhein complete bed rest chahiye. Sar ki chot minor hai jaldi theek hojaegi but ankle fracture serious hota hai. Please aap dhyaan dijiyega"
Soon he was discharged and they went home.
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Mr Malhotra (Nimisha's Dad): "Agar mein nahi jaaunga toh business ka kya hoga? Waise hi sales bohot kam they last month. Humare sabse kabil sales executive ne resign kar diya hai aur/"
Nimisha interrupted.
Nimisha: "bas Dad, ek mahine nahi jaengey toh hum road par nahi aa jaenge. Aapko rest ki zarurat hai. Lijiye soup pijiye"
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Suddenly she received a call. She looked at the screen, Priya, the only best friend Nimisha had.
Nimisha: "hmm papa thik hein Priya ab. WHAT! No way, mein Dad ko chodkar kisi bhi outfield project par nahi jaungi."
Priya: "I understand Nimisha but bad news is ki it contains around 50 marks in assessment. Sabke liye compulsory hai."
Nimisha: "God, mere saath aesa kyun hota hai. What should I do now?"
Priya: "Mein tere liye Sir se baat karti hun, don't worry"
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a tired Nimisha sat on her bed with a thud. It creaked.
It hasn't even been a week since she broke up with her first ever boyfriend, Siddharth.
He has hidden innumerous secrets behind his fake smile. She never knew he would break up just because she refused to bunk college with him the other day even though she tried to explain him that she had a practical she had worked hard on but the truth was out to her when she saw him kissing another new admission, Gauri at the back gate. He never loved her, maybe did, for a day or two.
Priya has been a wonderful supporter then, she was the only one Nimisha could rely on. Though memories sting her, she decided to let go.
She laid down and soon was in deep slumber.
Nimisha's mom came to her after an hour looking serious.
Nimisha: "Kya hua Mumma?"
Her Mom sat beside her.
Mrs Malhotra: "Nimisha, Nitesh ke exams paas aa rahein hein. Usko kuch 5-6 books chahiye. Next year ke liye security fee bharni hai."
Nimisha: "Haan toh?"
Mrs Malhotra: "toh yeh sab kaise hoga? Tumhare Papa ka pair na jaane kab tak thik hoga. 1 mahina toh kehne ki baat hoti hai , 6 mahine bhi lag sakte hein. Business already low hai, shares bohot gir chuke hei. 3 logon ne withdraw karva liye hein. Loss tumhare Dad ki pocket se bhara jaa raha hai. Tumhare Dad issi wajah se bohot tension mein rehte they aur issi wajah se slip hogaye"
A drop of sweat rolled down Nimisha's forehead. She promised her Mom she will find out a way and asked her not to be tensed.
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Papa ka fracture, Nitish ki books. Nitish ki fees. College ka outfield assessment. Meri Tuition Fees.
Nimisha counted the list inside her head. She sighed as she added Siddharth to the list too. He has surely made her lose her trust on love.
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Nimisha was walking down the road, thinking about doing some part time job or take a loan. But then an idea struck her mind. Without knowing anything about Business, she decided to handle her Dad's business herself, making the worst mistake of her life.
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Office Building,
Nimisha: "Haan toh mein keh rahi thi ki kuch time tak Dad ki jagah mein aaungi. Yeh baat sirf aap sab aur mere tak rehni chahiye. Jab humara business ko thoda bhi success milega toh hum Dad ko bataegey. Mere working hourse hongey 4 to 11 in the evening after college."
Proud of herself she sat on her Dad's chair in his cabin and started to read all reports. Held meeting with the Manager and got everything explained.
Nimisha: "I think humein resource supplier change karke, manufacturing mein thode changes laane hongey."
Manager was confused. This would cost a lot of money, though he knew the change of resource supplier was necessary.
Manager: "Mere according humein pehle sales badhane ki koshish karni chahiye."
Nimisha: "Pichle 2 mahino se kya kar rahein hai aap log? Sales badi aaj tak? Nahi na? DO AS I INSTRUCT"
Another mistake.
Nimisha tried to make things better. When the working hourse of employers were over they started to leave. She decided to stay.
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12 a.m.
Nimisha was walking down the street. Unable to get any mode of transport to reach home. She suddenly spots a Café.
Why are the lights on at this point of the night? She wondered.
No Café ever opened late till night in her city. She decided to have coffee after such tiring day. She slipped in.
The warm environment made her smile, she felt good and the smell of coffee reached her. Nobody was inside, except two workers and a Man standing near the counter, clad in a tuxedo. He looked at her and welcomed her. She smiled.
"A Latte please." She said softly as he asked her about what she would like to have.
Within minutes, he placed it in front of her. Foamy and chocolaty. She took in the smell and let it soothe her tired mind, eyes and body.
The warm cup felt good as she sipped in. Solace. The coffee tasted like heaven, she has never tasted such a delight.
Soon, she was realized there was no coffee left. She walked till the counter, kept her empty cup and asked for the bill.
The black tuxedo man: "Hum 12 baje ke baad 1 cup coffee free detein hein."
She couldn't control herself to ask, "Kyun?"
The man smiled. "Aese hi bas"
Nimisha: "Aur agar mein har roz 12 baje ke baad yahan aayi toh?"
The man chuckled, Handsome. She thought.
Man: "Aap agar har roz aayengi toh humein accha lagega"
She smiled. Adjusted her hair. Thanked the man and left the place.
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She was walking again when a car stopped next to her. The window opened and she was surprised.
The same, black tuxedo clad, coffee shop guy.
"Iss raaste se aapka akele jaana thik nahi hai. Aaiye aapko ghar chod dun"
Nimisha thanked but declined.
"Aap mujhpar bharosa kar sakti hein."
Nimisha: "Mere saath zabardasti mat karo Mr Whoever"
"KABIR hai mera naam"
Kabir: "Ek kaam karo, yeh lo gun. Tumein agar lage ki mein tumhein kidnap kar raha hun toh shoot karna."
Nimisha: "Tumhaare pas gun kahan se aayi?"
Kabir: "Licensed hai Ms Whosoever. Jab mein London mein tha tab security ke liye khareedi thi"
Kabir opened the door for her. Nimisha sat inside, suddenly
"Ms Whosoever nahi, Nimisha hai mera naam"
"Nimisha" He repeated and smiled.
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"Thankyou Kabir ji" Nimisha said as she opened the door to get off his car. They had already reached her place.
Kabir smiled and drove off.
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Nimisha was murmuring the tunes of a song as he prepared her bed to sleep.
She thought about him again and smuggled close to her pillow and slept with a smile adoring her face.
xxx
Hope you like this :) pardon any spelling errors tho and believe me this short, boring start has some real good updates coming further.
