HELLO GUYS..! A VERY HAPPY DIWALI TO EVERYONE... AND A BELATED HAPPY DHANTERAS... MAY GODDESS LAXMI BLESS U WITH MORE PROSPERITY, AND MAY ENABLE U TO FULFILL UR DREAMS... [coz without hard-work, nothing is earned..!]
THIS IS GONNA BE MY NEW THREE SHOT... AND LET ME TELL U, U CAN SUPPOSE ANY COUPLE, FOR WHOM U R BIASED.. but i'll go with dayavi.. on the special request of my reviwer 'sana/ sapna' [sorry yr, if i am wrong with ur name..], hope that ur going to read this..
and yes regarding my story blood, and raaz.. they will be updated soon.. in 2 or 3 days.. and regarding ishq(=ehsaan?), i'll post its last chap tomorrow..
And ya.. this is a different kind of love story... different from others.. full of feelings and sparse with words.. most of the story part will be narrated here, so u can imagine anyone...
a tear drop fell from her already wet eyes... she could not stop herself from leaving that room... she rushed out, picked her laptop bag.. and hurriedly left the place after wiping the tear.. she once glanced at her wrist watch, a tensed expression occupied her beautiful face... she immediately ran out of the so called software company.. without thinking anything.. she was just running... as fast as she could.. but
HONK! HONK!...WHOOSHEeeewww...
and the bus left the waiting stop.. she was shouting hard... waving her hands in the air in order to stop the bus.. but all in vain, no one heard of her, although the bus was crowded.. but still she was left alone in the dark.. terrifying... soundless road... all alone..
"phir se vahi hua..!" she tearly said and continued as
"roz ki tarah aaj bhi mujhe yaha iss sunsaan raste pr wait krna padhege... next bus ka.. aur ye sb, unlogo ki vajh se... kon kahega ki mai ek company ki employee hu... mujhse toh naukaro ki job achhi hoti h.. paise aur izzat k liye..,, haath toh nahi failane padhte.."
she looked here and there, the road was looking so silent.. that each and every footstep could be heard much amplified.. she clutched her fist in anger and silently moved to the roadside bus stop.. it was a small stop with a long bench.. and a big poster stuck on the back wall... the poster constituted a beautiful girl sitting on a left corner of the bench.. and her expressions, smile was showing that she was waiting..
soon rain started making her half wet... coz the bus-stop shed was so narrow to save her from drenching... she grew sad looked here and there but her eyes stopped at the poster.. something came in her mind... she pulled out a marker pen from her bag.. and started sketching something on the poster...
after a long time... the bus came and she left with a sad face... it was about 1:30 am...
"haan piyush bolo?" he asked after picking up a call
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"achha haan thik h.. mil gaya na project hume?"
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"hmm good..! next meeting ki details driver ko bhej dena.." he didn't seem much happy after knowing about his victory... he cut the call and leaned at the head supporter of his car's back seat... and closed his eyes thinking
he pov" ek aur deal mere naam.. kab tak mai ye deals hi krta rhunga?.. (looked tired) log khushi celebrate krte h... mere paas khushi toh bohot h, lekin baatne k liye koi nahi... pata ni meri zindagi itni boring kyu h..? sharing kya hoti h, mai toh sahi se jaanta bhi nahi..! pta nahi kb koi esi meri zindagi mai aayegi jisse apni khushi... aur uske dard share krne ko milenge... itni boring life nahi jeena chahta mai.."
he opened his eyes, and normally was looking out of the window... he heard the driver as
"sir.. 8 bajne vale h... aur 9 baje apki meeting h.. vo piyush sir ka msg aaya tha.."
"hmm.. thik h.. short cut le lo.."
the driver nodded and turned the car steering to a new silent road.. he was constantly looking out when he suddenly shouted
"stop the car!"
"jee.. sir?"
"i said stop the car..!"
and the car halted with a sudden shreek.. he hurriedly opened the door and got out ignoring the call of the driver
"aree..! sir.. bahar baarish ho rhi h..! sir.." driver called him but getting no response he picked umbrella and jumped out of the car to protect his boss...
but he ran some steps back.. and stopped in front of a small bus stop... yes it was the same bus stop from last night... he was soo shocked but also confused after looking at the sketched or i should say.. a modified poster...
he pov" esa kyu banaya hoga kisine?.. itni sad kyu h vo jisne ye skeche kiya h?"
he asked the driver
"marker pen h na car mei? (driver nodded) leke aao!" and the driver rushed to the car..
he again looked at the complete poster.. trying to get some idea about the thought of the artist... the poster had the same girl as described before but, there were some clouds sketched above the girl and the rain drops were drenching her... and a sad expression was sketched on the girl's face.. with some tears flowing down her cheeks.. but indeed she was looking beautiful..
the driver arrived with the marker.. he with a contant smile stuck on his face.. went near the poster and started scratching something over it...
"hmm.. tum sad hogi... lekin mujhe ye sad face achha nahi lag rha..! "
he smiled looking at the re:re modified poster.. and some changes made by him... and after remembering about his meeting, he immediately left the stop...
so friends.. kesa laga! this plot is partially based on a album song.. but i hv done some modifications... i know ki chotta h.. but itna hi bnta h iss chap mei..!.. isliye maaf kr do.. :-l
PLS.. READ AND REVIEW...! i'm waiting...
REGARDS
TD