UNWANTED MARRIAGE HITCHED BY FATE

•Chapter ~3•

                   " WHISKEY
                          AAG
                       BADLAA
                           AUR
                      SHADEED
                       NAFRAT "

Mujhse Nafrat krnewale bhi,
Kamaal Ka Hunar Rakhte hai,
Mujhe Dekhna Tak Nahi Chahtein,
Lekin Nazar Mujhpar Hi Rakhte hai!!....

Kisine Ne Mujhse Pucha,
Tumhara Shaukh Kya Hai,
Meine Hans Kar Kaha..
Nafrat Karnewalon Se Mohabbat krna!!!.....

~ Anonymous❤❤

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AUTHOR POV

The Scene shifted to :-

Hospital parking premises

Midnight 12.30 am ( IST).

He just dashed out in a angry raging bull just gonna burst out anytime like an erupted volcano hot molten lava.
By banging a door with a loud thud from Dr. Vijayant Thapar's cabin.
Suddenly, while walking he collided with a nurse . She is searching him for conveying Dr thapar message saying," Excuse me !!! Mr Malhotraa
Dr Thapar will be coming in 15 minutes to the hospitals basement parking premises Sir he wanted you to wait there.
After listening to Nurse he doesn't paid any heed. He just causally walked
out from that place without uttering any single word in reply. As soon he left Nurse murmured under her breathe saying,

"Ajeeb Sirfira Short Circuit Aadmi hai kam se kam jawab dene ke liye zubaan toh di haina Pata nahi Dr Thapar bhi kaise Ajeeb logon Se Raafta Rakhte hai !!" (she left to do her work).
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Time skips for 15 minutes....

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ASHNEER...

After reaching the parking premises he took out a cigarette 🚬 lit it up and started taking puffs. Sadia's words is still echoing in his ears. By reminiscing this flashback which happened few minutes ago. Instantly He just pull out the cigarette 🚬 from his mouth and with a jerk thrown that cigarette 🚬 on the floor and crushed that cigarette by putting all his bulky bodyweight force and continously kicking and crushing that cigarette by rusting his shoes tip and sole on it. By saying in angry and pissed off mode.
FUCKING DAMN IT!!!!!!

"Howwww dare She ??? Call me that the bloody fucking word
"Namard" ( impotent) .

This word has been still pricking me up like a thorn every fucking single day . Whenever i closed my eyes all flashbacks started flashing infront of my eyelids and those vulgar dirty slangs banging into my ears will let it burst out my eardrums soon. Its like this incident just had happened a day ago.

Doctorrrr!! You did not do well by calling me "Namard" ( impotent) .
But you have provoked my fucking bloody manhood beast. By saying all this you have made my old wounds green and fresh by sprinkling salt on them. Those bloody scars never let me live a peaceful life . Its just bloody freakingly imprinted into my memory like a fucking bloody black patch.
You have pointed questioned on my fucking manhood. Now i will definitely show your status by crushing your bloody fucking self respect under my feet. I will force and torture you so much that you will come and get ready to warm my bed then i will show you my manhood by fucking you mercilessly heaven to bloody hell. I will present a proof of my bloody fucking masculinity power.

"Agar tumhare jagah koi aur dusra insaan hota na toh uske jism mein itni goliyaa marta aur uske body ka khoon aur maans ko cheel ko noch nochkar khane ke liye hawale kar deta. Kisiko kano kan khabar nahi padhti tumhare marne ki. Tumhare naamo nishaan ko khaak kar kahi dafan kar deta . Shukr Mano!!bhagwan ka ki iss waqt mein apni gun 🔫🔫 apne saath nahi laya hoon.
Tumne mere gujare huyein zakhmon ko firse khureda hai.
Doctorrrr !!! Tumne sote huyein ek mard ki anaa ko chedkar acha nahi kiya.
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