Chapter 1

1 years ago

andreamcl

@andreamcl

Hi everyone, this is the first time I'm trying writing a story here. I've been reading all the great stories here and thought I might try writing one of my own while we wait for the new season of LRL! It's going to be a Raj-Naina fic about how they might end up getting together. The first part starts when Raj was put into solitary confinement, to set the scene a little! I'll be writing mainly in english as I'm not that great at writing in Hindi. So here we go:

21 hours to go and he'd already run out of things to distract himself with. For the first two hours he'd been so angry with Major Bharghav that he hadn't been able to think about anything else. An hour had been spent cursing him, and another hour thinking of what he'd like to do to him if he ever got him alone. It was around the two hour mark that he couldn't ignore the thoughts that kept coming into his head anymore. What was happening to Naina right now? Was she under suspicion, or did the rest of the cadets accept it was an accident? Would her friends stand by her now when she needed them the most? One thing was for certain, if she was in trouble because of him, he'd never forgive himself or that damn Bharghav…

It was when four hours had passed that he started replaying everything that had happened in his mind.

"Aur cadet Singh to mere protg hai, main uski mentor hoon, to…it's so, funny…"

What a god damned stupid reason to say. Honestly, couldn't he have thought of anything better than that? He'd managed to find good reasons why he couldn't be in love with either Dr Shalini or Pooja, but for Naina…only a reason that he SHOULDN'T be in love with her.  And truthfully he shouldn't be in love with her, not now, not ever. And there were many reasons more than her just being his cadet. No, he wasn't in love with her, no, he definitely wasn't. No, no, no, no, not in love and not with Naina Singh Ahluwalia. He just hadn't been able to think of a good reason why he wouldn't be…

Five hours and he was beginning to go crazy. He didn't want to be in this room, where he had no idea what was happening outside. Was Naina okay? Was she thinking about him? No, wait, it didn't matter if she was thinking about him, it was better if she thought about herself and how to save herself from this mess. Whatever happened, whatever he needed to do, he'd make sure nothing happened to her and that she could fulfil her mission, at whatever cost to himself…

He can't stop thinking of her. Only six hours have passed, with 18 to go, and Naina won't get out of his head.  Her smile, her laugh, the trust in her eyes when she would look at him. Their conversations together, and their moments together they replay over and over again. He tries to think of something else but still can't get her out of her head so he turns to exercise to distract himself.

Ten pushups go by before he starts thinking about her, and before he can stop himself she's all he can think about again. He remembers the way she felt when he hugged her after he'd told her of her brother's death, how soft she'd been in his arms, how warm…he pushes himself harder to try and stop the thoughts coming but it only makes it worse, until finally…

"Nahi! Yeh sach nai hai, main Naina se Pyaar ne karta…" he gets up, trying to convince himself that there's nothing in his heart "Aisi nahi ho sakta, joot hai yeh!" but when he looked in the mirror, his eyes told him otherwise. "Joot hai yeh!" he screamed, wanting it to be so, wanting to smash the truth that was so clear to him along with the mirror. Until he heard a voice…

"Kya joot hai Raj?" and Navin's ghost sat before him.

*

Navin was gone, and Raj wasn't sure if he had hallucinated him or whether the ghost had really paid him a visit. But nothing could change the fact that he'd realised…he loved Naina Singh Ahluwalia. He shouldn't love her, he really shouldn't, but he just couldn't stop himself. 'You'll only ruin her', he tells himself 'Nobody will ever forgive you for this', but it didn't matter because he could not rip the love out of his heart like he wished he could.

He loved her. He didn't know when and where it had happened, but it had, and now he had to deal with it. Twelve hours gone and still twelve to go, and he couldn't get Naina 'ah' Singh out of his head.

*

'Yes they're smiling at you right now' he tells himself 'they respect you as their daughter's mentor. But if they really knew what lay in your heart, what thoughts run through your head about their daughter, and more precisely what it was that you'd like to do to with her, then they'd be slapping you instead.'

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