Reborn For You

First sight

Ridhima's POV-

We are in a cafe. More specifically the most popular dating spot for couples. And we are here to break-up.

Us mean me and Karan. Karan has bought me here to break up with another girlfriend and I am here to have a break-up treat for him in exchange for getting cursed. 

Looking at the sad face of the girl, I feel bad and at the same time, its funny. Did she really expect commitment from a playboy? I still don't get it- are all girls, except me obviously, are dumb or is my best friend too smart a player. Who cares?

After having our lunch, I had come out to buy an ice-gola from the street side, only  to see a couple fighting on the road. Not fighting actually- the man was beating the lady. And the passer-bys are just staring. Damn this shitty world. Everyone just wants to see the drama and gossip.

Karan's POV-

Paying the bill, I stepped out of the resturant where the sudden commotion on the street dragged my attention. A jerk slapped the woman so hard that she fell down. 

No man has the right to hit an woman. Although I am a playboy, a cheater- I have never disrespected any woman. Where is Ridz? I can find her after beating the hell out of him.

However I did not have to do much. Ridhima had already got to the stage. Its gonna be LIT now.

Ridhima's POV-

I stood right infront of that jerk. Staring straight into his eyes.

"Who the hell are you?", he barked.

"Me?", I smirked and instantly pulled his hair just like he had been doing to that lady.

"Does it hurt?", I asked on seeing him shout in pain.

"You crazy bitch", he shouted instead of replying my question.

Crazy bitch? Man you haven't seen me getting crazy yet. I chuckled at his innocent comment and pushed him down on the road.

I was walking away in style when I was suddenly pushed. Before I could get up to counterattack, Karan appeared out of the blue and hit him.

Karan's POV-

That crazy bastard. How dare he hit Ridz? Everything was alright till he attacked Ridhima from the back. I immediately stepped in and punched him. He fell straight down the ground after one attack only. 

Bloody chauvinist beating women to show power because he can't stand against men. I was going to hit him again when that lady held my feet and started crying for that man's safety, "Please forgive him sir. Please don't harm him."

She is shedding tears and begging for the man who hits her. Seriously? Frustated I left from there and shifted to Ridhima who was sitting like a model.

Claps for this lady. She never fails to amuse me with her unbelievable behaviour. Just then my eyes fell on the screw-driver in his hands.

I guess I ended up protecting the jerk actually.

Ridhima's POV-

I would have murdered that man if Karan had not interfered. Stabbing the screw driver right into his chest and leaving bleeding.

There is a small thing I did not tell you. Its true that I am happier than before and am quite normal.

I am no longer a bully, I am a-

BOMB 

now. A bomb that explodes only when triggered. Just like Landmines.

Even in college, I have messed up by behaving aggressively many a times. Thankfully Karan always manages to clean up the mess. But there is nothing to be guilty of, I don't harm the innocent.

Kabir's POV-

I was late for work this morning, so I had decided to take the shortcut to office. But I was so lucky that I got stuck in a jam. I waited for almost 5 minutes, but the crowd went on increasing. No way out, I decided to step out to clear the jam and got to know its because of a couple's fight. Seriously?

 Can't they fight at home? In fact why to fight? Just break-up. Its not like that they are going to last forever. Love never lasts for eternity.

I suddenly heard the man screaming his lungs out. This seems interesting. Making my way through the crowd, I saw a young girl pulling his hair. She looked badass. I noticed another woman crying in the corner. She must have been that man's partner.

The aura she had when she was walking out intrigued me. Hell! That fucking looser just hit her from back. Should I interfere in?

Before I could make a decision, someone else had barged in. Ignore the fight. My eyes were fixed on the girl. The anger in her eyes on being attacked from behind, her immediate reflex to bring out the screw driver, the smirk on her face when her friend punched him and he fell down and her mocking chuckle when that silly woman begged.

Seeing her friend take her away, I wished she did not have to leave my sight. Is this what they call love at first sight?