For the first time in my life, I was experiencing the real 'hunger' Finally, all my lectures were done and I rushed to the canteen. It was almost closing time.so, I ran towards canteen. As expected, it was closing, I was about to call the owner to hold on when my phone rang. I took out my phone from my bag. 'Mr.Rakshash' it read. 'Now what does he want?' I frowned and answered the call. "What?" I snapped. "uff! I think you are still hungry!" he chuckled, which irritated me even more. "tumhe kya lagta hai?tum kahin ke hero ho.. jo tumhaare liye mein khaana na khau?" I gritted my teeth. "ho sakta hai... varna tum aise bhooke pet thodi ghumti... mereliye?" "mein bhookhi nahi hu..." I raised my voice. "jhut..." he chuckled again. "nahi hu.. bola na..." "jhut..." "nahi... nahi nahi hu.. bhookhi..." I yelled and my poor tummy roared again. "mujhe sunayi diya... sayed tumhare pet ko sunayi nahi diya.." he laughed and hung up. cursing him with all my heart, I turned towards the canteen. It was closed and nobody was left.Again I huffed, kicked the floor.Why the hell am I getting so much effected by him.And God knows why am I not getting a crumb toeat?I'm starving Finally decided to walk into a restaurant.I ordered a chicken tandooriI was waiting ... waiting and my patience was on the verge.But the waiter came with a coffee.I was confused but before I could question, he dropped the coffee on me and started to apologise like a goat "ma...aaam sorry."I didn't lose my cool and went to the washroom.My clothes were completely spoilt. I can't affordto be seen like this.But like a bliss, a girl (waitress) came to me witha packet. "ma'am for you..." she mumbled."who gave.." before I could ask she left. I opened the packet and found a dress in it.somewhat similar to the one I wore in sangeet.I took the dress out and a paper fell from it.I picked it up and it read"I was smitten, when I saw you in this.."huh? smitten? was this a dream? or this packet was delivered to me by mistake?I pinched myself."ouchh..." I screamed.so it's not a dreammistake may be Let it be... sorry to whoever this belongs but I need this the most, saying this I ran to change.When I came out of the washroom, suddenly someone held a handkerchief on my mouth.It smelled like chloroform.I tried to struggle but dizziness took over and darkness swept over me.
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Yet Again (under Editing)
RomanceBhoomi, a 25 year old chemistry lecturer unwillingly marries Rajiv through an arranged marriage set up but hates him for the past that she shares with him. Will this marriage last?or will she end up alone.. Yet again? Author's note- I wrote this...