To say that Pallavi was scared with a raging heartbeat would be an understatement. She was scared to turn around and face Raghav after she had dropped a bomb on him. Remembering about the old Don Raghav she had met months ago, she knew that a storm was definitely coming. It had been a few minutes and they were both still rooted to their places when she heard his laugh. Raghav was laughing. Wait Raghav was laughing ??? After she told him she was in love with another man. Did it hit him that hard making him mentally sick??
" Saree Ka dukaan" he laughed walking closer to her as she turned around in confusion.
"Kitna mast mazaak karta hai tum. Amma sahi kehta hai ki tum na laughing gas hai unke liye." he laughed steading himself using the table beside him.
"Tum yeh kya keh rahe ho? Mazaak?" Pallavi stammered extremely confused about his state.
"Han mazaak. Kyun tum chahta hai ki main believe kre ki jo tum bol raha hai woh sach hai." he took deep breathes in between the laughing riot , " Tumko, Pallavi ko 3 mahine main ek ladke se pyaar ho gaya" he added.
"Han aur yeh sach hai Raghav koi mazaak nahin hai." Pallavi spoke in a stern voice.
"Achcha sach hai. Okay Okay" he stiffled his laugh.
"Tum hasna band karo and i am very serious. I have moved on with Shiva aur woh ek bahut hi achcha insaan hai. Woh mujhse pyaar karta hai aur main usse. Samazla." she pointed her finger at him.
"Achcha Saree ka Dukaan main maan jata hai ki tum uss Gali Ka Gunda se pyaar karta hai." he spoke with a smile walking closer to her.
"Han toh theek hai. Good." she looked everywhere instead of his angelic face taking slow steps behind to increase the gap between them.
"Okay." Raghav smirked inching closer as he trapped her on the wall behind them.
"Yeh kya kar rahe ho?" she asked with a stammering voice. Damn his eyes and his fragrance was making it hard for her to concentrate.
"Kuch nahin. Kyun tum kuch soch raha hai?" he spoke eyeing down her lips and then moving his gaze up towards her eyes as he dipped his face closer.
"Raghav" she whispered.
"Han Saree ka dukaan" he replied back in a soft voice moving closer to her ear.
"Waise tum jhooth bahut bura bolta hai" he spoke in a deep husky voice.
"Huh" she moved her head confused by his statement getting out of the dreamland.
"Tum Pallavi hai. Agar tum Shiva se pyaar karta na toh mereko khudke itna close kabhi aane hi nahin deta." he smiled looking directly at her.
"Huh door hato" she pushed to which he gave a smirk.
"Kya Saree ka dukaan itna late react kara tum ab toh tumhara jhooth bhi pakad liya main." he angled his face to look at her trying to hold in the blush.
"Chup karo. Tum galat soch rahe ho. Mere liye Shiva bahut important hai." she replied moving past him towards her bag as she grabbed it from the table and hung it on her shoulders.
"Jaisa tumhara marzi Saree ka dukaan. Chalo chodo yeh sab baat sab gharpe pareshaan ho raha hoga, kaafi late ho raha hai hum ghar chalte hai. " he spoke turning to face her but she was long gone. Raghav looked around to watch her exit through the gates.
"Are bhaag kidhar raha hai saath main chalta hai na main aur tum" he ran after her but Pallavi was quick enough to roar her scooty into the darkness of the roads leaving a smirkign raghav behind.
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"Yeh Raghav khudko samajhta kya hai. Bol toh aise raha tha jaise mujhe mujhse better jaanta hai." She murmured in anger halting her scooty amidst the traffic. It looked like it was going to be a long wait as the line felt endless.
"Ab yeh accident bhi aaj hi hona tha. Waise bhi 9 baj gaye hai uss idiot ki wajah se, Aaji toh aaj pakka class lagayegi upar se phone bhi dead hai." Pallavi spoke eyeing the long line and then looked behind her. What were the odds of her turning around and going by the short cut road? Extremely high.
And so she did. She turned around her vehicle and zoomed towards the short cut road that Shiva had once guided her to. It will be a 45 minute ride maybe and she must be home before 10, hence saving herself from Aaji's wrath but alas since the time that THE RAGHAV RAO had been back in her life, nothing had been in her favour. A few minutes onto the silent and dark road, she heard her scooty grumble and come to a halt.
"Deva!! Aaj hi sab hona hai kya." she grunted hopping down and putting it on a stand. She checked the oil tank and it was empty.
"Shit. Uss Raghav se dur bhagne ki wajah se bhul hi gayi thi ki mujhe tank fill krwana tha. Ab kya karoon. Phone bhi off hai warna Shiva ko bula leti. Bappa aaj atleast ek baar toh help kardo." she prayed to God and as if it was answered as soon as it went through. Pallavi saw some light flickering from a distance and coming closer to her. It looked like a car and hence she decided to take a lift rather than standing on the dark spot. Waving her hands in the air she tried to be visible to the person.
She smiled as the car halted near her but as soon as the window rolled down, her heart sank at the look of the person driving.
"Ghamandi Rao." she grunted.
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RAGHVI FF : A PHOENIX
FanfictionA story of a new beginning. The rise of a phoenix after being burnt into ashes by the same people she trusted and loved the most. peep in to know more. I was a princess made of ashes; there is nothing left of me to burn. Now it's time for a queen to...
