HEY GUYS I AM GIVING YOU THE FIRST UPDATE HERE NOW , BUT FURTHER IT WILL BE QUITE IRREGULAR AS I AM UNABLE TO MANAGE TIME FOR BOTH, SO I WANNA ASK YOU ALL THAT YOU ALL WANT THESE IRREGULAR UPDATES OR WAIT FOR A MONTH OR TWO TO COMPLETE THE FIRST ONE, THE IRREGULAR UPDATE MAY BE LIKE ONCE IN FIFTEEN DAYS OR ONCE A MONTH, CHOICE IS YOURS DO U ALL WANT TO READ WITH PACE OR SUCH UPDATES WILL DO GOOD, LET ME KNOW IN COMMENT BOX.
AND THE MOST IMPORTANT THING DUE TO SOME PERSONAL ISSUES, has blocked me, so she is not in the collab, this concept is hers obviously but i have changed it quite on the basis of background, as the base is hers so credit is obviously shared with her if she wants or not. So i just made it clear to everyone before I begin. And sorry to say that personal issues between us is created by someone else. Thank you for all your support. And here you go with the first update.
14th December 2014
A girl sitting on the brim of the roof, lost in her own thoughts. The breeze playing with her hair in their own accord, her shiny almond shaped eyes, longing to get a glance of something or precisely SOMEONE, her beautiful pink lips slightly parted as if wanted to vent out something, her slender hands adorned with bangels pulled her leg to her chest, her long feet jeweled with payal, the girl's revere broke when someone called
"SUMAN...........SUMAN" a lady in her forties called downstair holding a belan in her hand.
The girl shouted back "ha ma"
Yes she was Suman Tiwari, a girl of 21 yrs age the daughter of Neeraj Tiwari, he was a renowned Professor of Delhi University, a teacher of History very devoted towards his nation and students. His father actually belongs to Pakistan and during the partition they had to migrate to INDIA, they did get the citizenship of INDIA, but never got the respect as INDIAN as they are yet considered as Pakistani or Refugee. He had shifted to Delhi 8 years back and is working as professor in DU.
Suman was also a exact replica of her father who was totally devoted to the country and wanted to become a lawyer to provide free legal aids who can't afford. She was a social worker from her childhood. She was not so nerdy but a bright student. She had been always the chirpy and bubbly girl of the family and the centre of attraction.
Her mother Priya Tiwari was a house maker, she loved her family a lot and never allowed any harm to touch them, she being religious was also a modern woman, she although never liked the people mentality about them, but never raised her voice in fear that this may affect their daughters and her husband.
Preeti Tiwari, a sweet little girl of 18 yrs who was all away from this, she was never allowed to be affected with this, she was happy go lucky and in her world of fairy tale very different and very far away from reality.
"Suman niche aa zara kaam hai" Priya called her down.
"Aayi Ma" she shouted and ran downstairs making sound with her anklets.
"Ji ma kahiye, kuch kaam hai?" she asked panting.
"Beta ye jara chai deke aa apne papa ko, lawn me baithe honge" she said handing over a tray containing tea pot and two tea cups.
"Mummy kaun aaya hai? Aapne do cups rakhe hai" Suman asked confused seeing two cups. Priya smiled and said "Khudi dekh lena" Suman was confused. She went into the lawn setting the cups as she raised her face she saw a tall statured boy sitting there and it didn't take seconds for Suman to realize that who the person was, her smile grew wider but then she composed herself because she was angry, she definitely was. Neeraj raised his head hearing the sound of anklet and smiled at her, she also gave a tight lipped smile to him.
"Himmat dekho iski mudke bhi nahi dekh sakta ek baar, koi bhukamp nahi aa jayega uske palatne par, akdu kahi ka" she murmured to herself and reached to them, she placed the tray on the table and poured the tea in the cups and then offered it to Neeraj.
"Beta pehle Shravan ko toh do" he said gesturing her with hand. Suman nodded and forwarded it to Shravan even without looking at him and then gave to her father and went away from there without giving a glance to him. Neeraj laughed at his daughter.
"Lagta hai is baar jyada time lagega ise manane me" Neeraj patted Shravan's back and went away.
Shravan Malhotra the , he was a very bright student from child and way too nerdy, Suman and Shravan both were poles apart but two thing common in them and that was both aspired to become lawyers and loved their family to the core. His father Ramnath Malhotra is an IAS officer and his mother a social worker by profession. They are neighbors to Tiwari's and they were the only people who never judged them as refugee as that was 47 years back story of moving from Lahore to Delhi. They were like a family. Pushkar malhotra was younger brother of Shravan and he too has just passed 12th like Preeti. 8 years back Shravan and Suman cannot withstand each other, back then they had never thought that from enemy to best friends their journey would be so beautiful, from cutting Suman's hair to tear Shravan's pant, and then from fighting for each other to fighting with each other, that was their journey. Shravan and Suman's journey. Shravan had given her name as she was very volatile and would come to the point of taking fight with anyone wether it would be girl or a boy. She was the hitler of the school, but for Shravan she was his SUMO, SUMO WRESTLER, who can do anything impossible and was the best of all.
Shravan used to come home in holidays for a month or two generally in summer break or winter breaks. Suman had cried for two long days when Shravan left for his studies to Oxford, he was the only best friend and she missed him badly within first two hours, initially they would talk to each other for long but as they both got busy with their studies as Suman too had her 12th that point of time, their interaction lessened but never forget each other in their happy times, also never shared their sad moments knowing one will get hurt but their connection was so strong that even being too far they woul easily sense one being inn trouble, that was Suman and Shravan. Suman tried to clear the Oxford University exam but couldn't so had to stay back for her further studies in Delhi.
This time it was Shravan's Summer break and had come to Delhi, but he did a blunder a month ago and that was....................
P.S So this was just a intro guys, i hope you got a base of the story, next follows the real story but before that guys please tell me what should i do, because i will not be able to manage two of them together, both have different essence and a different story and it's quite hard to take both hand in hand.
