It All Started With 300 Rupees (Quarantine Update) - Page 6

Originally posted by: penny25

Wowoowoww!!! What an absolute good news to wake up to!!!!

this story, this community, you all, have been absolute magic for me.

fate mate and it all started have such beautiful memories and feelings associated with them. and to see it come alive again - it will take sometime to sink in.

i will be back!!! thanks a lot Ananya for pushing KC all these years and keeping the story alive. also, thank you for including me in this :)))))

Karma, hope everything is going great at your end. it goes without saying that I missed you and your words, a lot!

will be back to stalk you soon, like old times :D

Even I can't believe I am here. Thanks to Ananya Lol

I have missed all those stalkings... :)

P.S. Community is the correct word!

🥳🥳🥳

Woowwwwwwwwwwww

Waiting...

P.S.: Rockingmeenu here...forgot password and Id... it's been years🤔

Love and Hugs 🤗

Originally posted by: LandonJamie

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Woowwwwwwwwwwww

Waiting...

P.S.: Rockingmeenu here...forgot password and Id... it's been years🤔

Love and Hugs 🤗

We are login here after 6 yrs...its really not easy to remember pwd and user name after so long... but i was fortunate ki I retrieve it... yayy...lol...

Can't you change this user name to rockingmeenu prefix .... old days kick chahiye lol😆

Originally posted by: LandonJamie

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Woowwwwwwwwwwww

Waiting...

P.S.: Rockingmeenu here...forgot password and Id... it's been years🤔

Love and Hugs 🤗

Wow, so nice to see all the loyal readers coming back..

How have you been?

P.S. I like the collage :)

Great to hear from you I never read your stories but after you left I got to know about your stories and how demanding they were

Hope this time I will be able to fulfill my wish too to read them

Too eager to read them

Originally posted by: LandonJamie

🥳🥳🥳

Woowwwwwwwwwwww

Waiting...

P.S.: Rockingmeenu here...forgot password and Id... it's been years🤔

Love and Hugs 🤗

finally, feels like old times... good to see so many familiar people on thread.

Originally posted by: karmachameleon

Ananya.- I am trying to reply (have lost all my skills Lol) and hoping it would reply to your comment.

It's been this long and you are still good at counting. I have been saying almost 7 years and you are there with the exact number to years, months, and days. Lol

This is lot of pressure to write a good update!!

P.S. I am working on it!!

Is it ready yet? :P

It all started with 300 rupees is a really nice fiction. Do continue soon :)

Thank you everyone for sticking around even after almost 7 years...

Here is the most awaited Tareekh...

It all started with 300 rupees 35

Tareekh Continues..

A

It had been quite a day. A pretty eventful evening. And mostly grand night. The very last day of the year...

Everywhere she looked, everyone seemed to be having a good time. Everyone was smiling. Everyone was happy.

Including her.

Enjoying.

Eating.

Drinking.

Music continued to play, mostly mellow songs…

Stars were quite visible by now.

Waves could be heard while the DJ became more passive…

Chalte Chalte….Yunhi koi mil gaya tha….

The song played.

Old song, new beats.

Feelings still strong...

Meaning even stronger...

She had been noticing him for a while now, from a distance. How he was just chit chatting with random people, well Karan, and maybe K. And of course Roshni. Why did she even say anything? What was the point when he wouldn’t even listen...

Why was he still there?

Why was she still there?

Why were they even still there after she clearly said to go somewhere alone…

It had been more than half an hour since she had asked him to go somewhere alone but he had ignored her. Why?

She was angry. Or just confused. Or maybe disappointed?

Was it too early in their relationship when the wife says something and the husband doesn’t listen? No of course not. They had only been together for like a few days, if they didn’t count the years...

She smiled at her thought. She couldn’t wait to have an actual married couple problem. Like what she had always heard from other people. That would be nice to have. Or not..

For the longest time she wasn’t clear about her marital status; single, married, separated, or divorced? But now it was a little more clear. Whatever they had right now, it was something.

Was he doing this on purpose? Ignoring her? Or he really did want to attend the actual party? Since when did he start enjoying parties? He was never like this before…

Well, let’s not go there. He was never like lot of things he had been doing lately. Maybe he does like parties now. Or just talking to random people. Or even enjoying parties..

Maybe that’s what he did while they weren’t together, partied.

She had a clear view of him, and wondered. What did he do while they weren’t together. She told him everything but she never asked him anything about his life. And he never said anything either. Was he in Delhi? Of course he would be in Delhi. Where else would he go? And why not, that’s where his family was.

She stopped. She couldn’t think any further. She blinked, and then looked away. Trying to think of anything else but that.

It’s interesting how the more we distract our mind from thinking about something, or someone, it almost never can.

She couldn’t either. Would it be odd if she asked him anything about his family. Her family. He was talking to someone from his family. That’s what Ms. Saxena had told her. Who would he be talking to. Would Ms. Saxena know? Why would she know? She shouldn’t know anything.

Who would know..?

Part B continues...

B

She was lost in her thoughts when she heard a phone ring. She looked on the table, it wasn’t her phone. Then she looked at the other phone sitting on the table, face down, ringing, it was his phone.

Her heart stopped for a second.

Mind confused.

Eyes stared at the phone without blinking.

An uninvited anxiety…

She wasn’t sure if she should answer his phone. Would it be okay? Would he mind? He didn’t really mind anything she did these days, why would he mind? But just because he was being nice didn’t mean she had to misuse it..

Her hands switching back and forth from a clenching fist…

Still contemplating..

The phone stopped ringing.

Half disappointed.

Half relieved.

She retreated her arm.

And maybe relaxed to not see who was calling..

She turned to see him. He was walking towards her. That made her smile. He was finally coming back to her. He had been away from her for only a little bit, but felt forever.

Her heart started racing, seeing her extremely handsome husband walking towards her..

All by himself.

Leaving the crowd behind..

Maybe she was over thinking about him being like a typical husband. He was almost there. She continued staring at him, at his face. He looked perfect. Should she tell him that? Yes, she definitely should. She would. Maybe.

She smiled.

He arrived. He saw his wife, smiling at him. And anxiously waiting. For him.

That was another sort of pride.

He got to her, leaned it, making her flinch. An obvious one. Unsure if it was excitement or the unannounced closeness.

His lips moved in, close to her face. Passing her lips, and her cheeks, moving towards her ears, he stopped, she arched her neck, not subtle at all, he noticed that, smiled, and whispered “I came to get my phone.”

Leaned in further, intentionally, touching her with his body, just enough, grabbed his phone and moved back. All this happened so quickly. She couldn’t comprehend everything.

Her doe eyes looked at him in disbelief and asked “you came here just to get your phone?” He replied “yes, why?.” She stood up in frustration and said “because I was waiting..”

Removing that slight distance between them, he leaned in and whispered “what are you waiting for?” She saw him grin. Noticed what he was doing. He had done that before, several times. And she had always fallen prey to his sexy eyes. Not this time. She was determined. She would do the same to him.

She replied “for dinner.” And that was it. She won.

Now she was smiling..

And smirking…

Proudly.

He replied “are you hungry?” while his eyes traced her body. Taken aback with that question, she didn’t know what to say. She had to think fast. Really fast. And she did.

“Aren’t you hungry?” Yes, that was it. A perfect reply. Satisfied with her reply.

Now she traced him, top to bottom. And then back to top. To his eyes.

A rare occasion to see Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada speechless. Oh how proud she was for saying that. Now he will get a taste of his own medicine. She smiled. Ear to ear. Waiting for his reply. She could see his face, suppressed expression.

She arched her eyebrows, without verbally repeating the question.

He smiled.

She didn’t like that.

He looked at her again.

She didn’t like the composure either.

And he said “No. I am actually not hungry.”

HE WON. Altogether. How was that even possible. She was supposed to win. Not him. She had to win. NOW.

Think Khushi, think. All those years of knowing him. Think. What could she say to frustrate him to his core. What?

Her frustration halted. His phone rang. Again..

Part C continues...