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How did Sara Ali Khan have such a bad downfall? Feat Faridoon
Yeh rishta boring and bland kehlata hai
Midnight, Mumbai.
Twenty years ago he saw them killing innocent lives like flies & mosquitoes. Twenty years ago he was small and helpless, but today...today he has the will...the power...the money...to destroy them, he won't leave a single one of them alive...they will beg for their life like his parents did twenty years ago but their pleads will fall on deaf ears just like her parents' did. Twenty years ago they were the predators and he was the prey...today he was the predator and they were his preys.
He went to his bed to sleep for the remaining hours before leaving for his mission...Flashbacks from his past haunted his thoughts as his dreams turned into nightmares. Two gunshots pierced a husband and his wife's heart in a small cottage, while a small boy as told by his mother was hiding under the table because he just promised his mother not to come out under any circumstances.
He woke up and checked the time, 4 am in the morning. Splashing water on his face, he gazed at himself. The boy still existed in him somewhere but was buried deep down under thick layers of hatred and thirst of revenge. Not anymore the scared little boy, today he was a strong man with a purpose in his life. He dried up himself and dawned his infamous attire, his black hoodie covering his upper face. He loaded his guns and stored one in each pocket. He then wore his kunai necklace and hid it under his white shirt. Having a discreet back up weapon could come in handy at some point or another he believed.
He was ready.
"I won't leave you. I will find you and crush you to death" he promised himself.
The sky was still dark and hazy, the moon probably taking a rest today. Dark and black as the night dawned his color, his past, his thoughts. He was on foot walking down the lane. Heading for his next mission, with a picture in his hand he pulled out his car keys and drove off in his car. Motioning out in swift moves.
***
Sun rays penetrated through the windows, disturbing her deep slumber. She yawned and rubbed her eyes gazing here and there. She was in a large room painted in white with a brown couch at one side and a ceiling-to-floor windows on the other side. She woke up and gazed at the colorful cushions and pillow dumped around her. She was surprised to see such a beautiful room, only wondering if she was dreaming. She tried to recall how she ended up here.
Suddenly the door creaked open only to bring her out of her thoughts. It's also cleared the doubts on her whereabouts and reminded her that she was with the same set of people she was with last night : her kidnappers. She sighed.
"Breakfast" Vidhushi told keeping a plate with omelet and toast on the table.
"Am I a captive or a guest here ?" she wondered internally "breakfast in bed...hmmm...agar isi tara roz breakfast in bed mila to I don't mind staying here for some time" she giggled at her thought...What ?! Breakfast in bed is a luxury these days...with the laziness spreading in the world like a contagious disease, one had to enjoy the little he could get !...But before...she had to put up the spoil brat act, to show her she was not going to take sh*t from them...better be safe than sorry !
Sanyukta glared her way and refused to eat.
"Your wish" Vidhushi turned back and went towards door only to be stopped in her tracks due to Sanyukta's comment.
"Where do you even get those from" Sanyukta pointed at her once again very short shorts and tiny floral top, "Do they actually sell those or do you make them out of scrap dumped in the trash" she eyed her up and down.
Vidhushi looked down at her attire, her eyes brimmed up but she tried to be strong and turned around composing herself.
"I think tume apni fikar karni chaye ", Vidhushi spoke gulping the lump in her throat, "Because you may not even get the liberty to change those" she pointed at hers and went out.
Touch ! She had a point...If she didn't want to smell like a bath deprived baboon she had to think about it fast... But on the other hand, it could actually come in handy, it would at least dissuade her kidnappers to come close to her ! She decided to think about it later on, for now she was going to enjoy her much cherished breakfast in bed !
Sanyukta was surely hungry, she made her way to the bed and ate the food. She never understood captives starved themselves to death, how illogical..."Why the hell would I skip meal because of these people ?" she surely needed energy to annoy them ! ...seconds after an evil smile appeared on her face. "Actually I will eat two or three time more than the amount I usually eat with the satisfaction that the money spent on my food would at least not be used for some illegal stuff" ok she knew it was not much but still it was better than nothing ! having made up her mind she pounced on her prey.
After finishing a very satisfying breakfast , she tried looking for her mobile phone. She searched her purse, her pockets, the nightstand...no luck... she couldn't find it, bas***ds must have taken it from her... Her phone was her her life, she spent so much time on it...At the realization her eyes grew bigger, "OMG NO !" .. Earthquake of magnitude 7 on the Richter scale, I repeat earthquake of magnitude 7 on the Richter scale ! OMG NO...that device was a threat to her life !!! ...Well metaphorically speaking of course... It contained some very embarrassing pictures of her as well as some crazy videos she made with her equally crazy friends...OMG ! No no no this device should not lend on wrong hands ! Her reputation was at stake, if they ever saw the duck faces pictures and selfies on her phone they will never take her threats seriously ever again. She was already having a panic attack when she suddenly remembered something else.
"WAIT... NO !" She put a hand on her mouth. They were something even worse in that device...it contained the picture she took last week end when she went to Victoria's secret with her friends OMG. They were very indecent pictures of her in only sexy inners...Now that was just plainly mortifying ! she was dead ! She had to find her mobile phone and SOON ! her dignity was at stake now ! Mission find and destroy the device had just started. As Pretty Little Liars' title track rightfully stated "Two can keep a secret if one of them is dead"... in her case the mobile phone had to die !
She came out of the room and took a glance at the mansion she was in. Large, elegant, vintage yet contemporary, surely the expenditure on the interiors was much. It had four other doors and in the middle a flight of staircase leading down the corridor.
She climbed down and found a door slightly open, hearing some familiar voices she made her way inside.
Sahil invited her in the room, it had dark green walls and even darker tapestry, she walked up to them and sat on the black couch. Parth and Vidhushi sat on one side across a small glass table. While Sahil sat alone on other side, she placed herself on another one that was empty.
Parth nodded and Sahil smiled at Sanyukta and started asking her questions as told by their boss. Vidhushi being upset with her, decided not to be a part of it.
"Do you have any family members Sanyukta? " Sahil tried striking the conversation.
Sanyukta was gazing here and there looking for her phone when she hummed, "Nah, No one"
"Any Friends?" Parth asked.
"Yeah some" Sanyukta spoke gazing at the tapestry.
"Work? " Sahil asked.
" yeah, obviously if I want to survive, like every human being I need a job " Sanyukta spoke with sarcasm.
"Any other occupations ?" Parth came next.
"Diverse and varied" she spoke annoyed, "Are you done with 20 questions ?"
She vaguely answered them, not getting into details, she patted herself mentally. You are too good Sanyukta ! she thought. What ? everyone needed encouragement and a kind word from time to time.
"May be a boyfriend then ?" Sahil questioned out of the blue.
"Met no one who could match up with me" Sanyukta spoke instantly. Most of them were little sissies... She did not need a boy, she needed a real man, one that could handle her... was it too much to ask ?
"What kind of men do you like then?" This time Vidhushi stepped in, getting a bit interested at her replies.
"Ummm...Well for starter he has to be highly educated... with whom I can have constructive conversations otherwise I'll get bored you see...and stable in life so that he can provide me with a good living standard...and a strong personality, ...oh and of course handsome... and also well built... and if he could have blue eyes that would be cherry on top of the cake " she enumerated.
"Kuch zyada nahi hai, see ?" she said smiling sweetly.
"Yeah we can see that" said Vidushi rolling her eyes. "And green eyes, seriously ?"
"It's BLUE eyes not GREEN" she corrected Vidushi. She felt like Hermione in Harry Potter, when she pronounced the levitation charm for Ron to understand : "It's wingaaardioum Leviiiosa" she said in a high pitch, articulating every syllabus. "Not wingardium leviosaaa" she said in a rushed tone, lingering on the last a. That scene was epic !
Sahil being a flirt, couldn't help but come forth with his proposal. "What about me?"
"No offence dear but someone like you can surely never enter the list of people I share acquaintances with" Sanyukta pointed at him scornfully.
"What's wrong with me?" asked Sahil confused, as far as he knew he was rather popular among the opposite gender.
"The question should be : what is right about you... In case you haven't noticed you are a gangster...!... An outlaw ! Forget about a stable life ! Imagine all the nuisances in gangster's life : blood, mysteries, murders, dominance, greed, hunger and what not? I can't stand such people !" she spat out poured all the hatred she had for such people. They had made her life living hell, because of them she always had to watch her back.
Her eyebrows narrowed as she explained the faults in them.
"Oh and not to forget the bad dressing sense. No wonder there are two types of police chasing you. The real one and the Fashion police...what a faux pas you guys are"...ok in their case it was totally wrong to say that.. these guys had a pretty nice dressing sense but she was not going to tell them that now...you don't go on complimenting your kidnappers... matter of etiquettes you see !
Still not satisfied with her loathe for gangsters that had made her life a living hell by constantly chasing her, she went on...
"Security and stability are a must. ... and I don't think security and stability are included in your...umm wonderful resume guys"
The gangsters kept looking at her, silent by her outburst.
She continued "And what about children and their education ? I definitely plan on having children at some point of my life and I surely won't let them grow up playing with guns and exchanging drugs packets with their friends instead of exchanging Pokmon cards !" she finished and sighed.
She stood up and bored of the lame conversation they stroked, she went out of the door, glancing back at their faces one last time.
"I'll never go for a gangster" she spoke aloud...
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