THE UNIQUE EXPERIMENT

Introduction

Hi, this is gonna be my first story ever. I am an avid fan of CID since years, but new here. I have been a silent reader since few months but I couldn't stop myself writing this. I am an Amateur Writer so please forgive me for mistakes.

LOVE: So far we all have heard that Love comes in most unknowing and silent manner in our lives. We can't tell when love will come knocking at the door of our hearts? Love may happen in just a moment or it may take years for the flower of love to blossom. Love is so arbitrary, accidental. Love is like a Random Experiment whose Inference we never know. We can never predict the Results. The outcomes are absurd always.

But what if I say that there's an Experiment whose Result is Love.

Wait… What?

Yes, you heard it right.

There's a Unique Experiment whose Result is Love.

(for sure in most of the cases)

Check out this amazing story of a calculative and pragmatic beauty, who has fallen madly in love with her Best Friend; and desperately wants him to be with her. So, she carries out this One and Only Experiment who's Results she wanted to Analyse and wished to be in her favor.

Chapter-1.

Although she has a great control over her mind, over her emotions; they are distracting her today. Despite being very well trained to have all her brain workplace, it was very difficult for her today. She was revolving in an indefinite loop of his memories. The moments they had spent together, those endless deep talks, those coffee breaks, those unofficial lunch dates at each others place; ughI can't bear this anymore, she murmured and banged her fist on the table, which made the beaker filled with some sort of colored water to stumble.

Hey, Tarika!The voice of her Father cum Boss applied a break to her endlessly accelerating thoughts.

Be watchful kiddo. Those are dangerous chemicals, you know right? Are you alright dear?

Nevertheless, she's very sincere about her work, but today, she's different. She wanted to run away. Heavy-heartedly she made an excuse of headache and took a half day leave.

She came home and lazily threw herself on the bed. She felt lack of appetite today. She wanted to sleep, the only escape from all this; but she couldn't. She just took a deep breath and surrendered to her heart, which kept pounding to an unknown tune. That strange tune, which surprisingly was providing an unfamiliar comfort to her. She fixed her gaze at the ceiling.

After lying in the same position for One and half hours, she got up, sat straight with pillow behind her back and took out her laptop.

Within a minute, her fingers started dancing synchronously with the striking music of the keyboard. She was a researcher by nature, the most primitive skill needed to be a Forensic Expert in CID Mumbai.

She wanted all of her answers today itself. She was really tired of all this. She never believed in Movie Stuffs but that feeling which continued to grew inside her every day, just like the Universe which expands every day; made her believe in all those things.

Am I acting foolish? This was the question she kept on asking herself daily since last 3 months. Indeed she was behaving a little bit foolish.

She didn't knew when did it all actually started, may be the first time she met him. Her mind was not under her control anymore like somebody else was controlling it. Even her thoughts no longer belonged to her, like someone else conquered it and was ruling them. It was him who stole her from herself. It was him who stole her heart.

Yaad agar wo aaye, aise kate tanhai.

Sune shehar mein jaise, bajne lage shehnai.

She didn't knew whether it was about his eyes or about his talks which occupied her mind completely.

Jaane teri aankhein thi, ya baatein thi wajah.

Huye tum jo dil ki aarzoo.

All those dialogues, all those song lyrics whom she believed to be cheezy; were making a deep sense to her now.

Such a strong impression he left on her that she's still stuck. She can't even think about someone else. They say, if your crush lasts longer than 4 months, it's love. Well, she neither had any crush before in her life and nor did she believed in crush. He was her love. But she wasn't sure. She was scared even to admit it to herself.

If she saw his name written somewhere, for example: if she'd come across a shop named after him, her mind flew away to him.

If she wished to see him in some particular Shirt and accidentally he appeared in that, she became utterly happy.

She started to believe in stars and luck. She felt the Universe Conspiring against them. She developed a strong faith that he belonged to her. That he will be hers, no matter what.

She started to feel that she belonged to him, even before she knew, she did.

She'd developed such a strong faith of being together that, sometimes; she even jerked her instincts. She became very much frightened, even at a random thought of them, not being together; due to any circumstances.

Is this Love?

Many times she asked to herself, Then the very next moment, she used to jerk her head off.

But, the last month; when he went for an undercover mission, she felt that a very important part of her life, is going far away from her. Regardless, she's faced this situation many times, she couldn't even tell that why's she been feeling like that? Why she's been feeling like a fundamental unit of her life is going to detach from her?

Yes, she was strong. But that day, when he left, she felt tears welling up in her eyes corner but she held them.

Is this Love?

Indeed it is.

That day, she came to knew that yes she loved him. She really loved him a lot. She never thought that she would prioritize someone even before her family, But he did made that possible too. She was assured now that she's madly in love with him. The voice in her head screaming that she's in love.

Her fear showed up after 20 days when he was found injured in an isolated building, on the outskirts of the main city. Only she knew the burden of those crucial 48 hours when he was lying silently, almost lifeless on that hospital bed.

She loved him to the moon and back and sometimes felt the same from his side too. But, it was next to impossible that a person like him, would open up and confess his feelings for her.

She knew his introvert nature very well (since the early days of their friendship) and her efforts were really to be praised. She was so perfect. She always understood his silence. She always waited patiently for him to Open Up. She always moved with a Pace he wanted. She'd always know what's going inside his mind?

(As if she could read his mind)

Mostly they preferred texts, But then too, with his single Hii; she came to know about his mood and that too very apt.

He used to wonder that Can she really read minds? How come she always exactly know what and how am I feeling?

On asking, she just used to giggle or she had a patent answer:

Main aapko bahut achhi tarah se jaanti hoon. Aur jo bhi aap mujhe reply karte ho, usse main aap hi ki awaaz mein sunn sakti hu, mehssos kar sakti hoon.

And he used to turn speechless.

Her trance was broken by a Standard Beep on her Mobile Phone. She Picked it hurriedly to check whom the Message is from, but her balloon of excitement burst off. It was a Stupid Offer Message from the Network Provider. She lightly threw away the phone on her bed.

Once again she got busy with her Research Work. After half an hour, her hands found a treasure.

Her favorite Psychologist had the solution to her problem once again. She jumped up with joy.

She picked up her phone and messaged him: Hii, aaj shaam ko aap free ho kya?

Reply came after few minutes: Hey, haa. Kyu kya hua? Tumhari tabiyat kaisi hai ab?Koi problem to nahi hai na?

She replied: Aray ek saath itne saare sawal? Main koi apraadhi nahi hu Sr. Inspector Mr. Abhijeet ;)

Aur meri tabiyat ko kya hua hai?

Abhijeet: Aray aap hi to Headache ki wajah se Half Day leke chali gayi na Tarika Ji.

Tarika: J Ohh, haa haa, feeling better now. Aur plaese aap mujhe Tarika Ji mat bulaya kijiye Abhijeet Sir.

(Deep down in her heart she knew, how much she loves to hear Tarika Ji in his voice)

(She knew very well that this irks Abhijeet).

Abhijeet: Tarika please don't call me Sir yaar. How many times I have told you that?

(The ball is in her court now)

Tarika: To maine bhi aapko kitni baar kaha hai, mujhe Tarika Ji mat bulaya kijiye.

Abhijeet: Wo to main bas… Aisi… Tumhein tang karne mein maza aata hai ;)

Ab please bura mat manna, We are Best Friends, right? :)

Tarika: J nahi manungi.

Aray main to bhool hi gayi thi, aap aaj shaam 7 baje ghar aasakte hain?

He knew she'd be getting bored as she neither have family nor any friends over here except him, Daya and Tasha. Tasha was on a week leave due to some family matters. So it was he who remained.

Abhijeet: Yeah, I will come. See you in the evening.

Bbye J

After talking with him she became more restless. She looked the Watch, it was 6:00. She kept pacing To and Fro like a Pendulum in her room.

The Twilight made the atmosphere beautiful. She didn't bothered to light up the room. She was just rehearsing the lines she would say when he would come.