My dil got hacked!! An AR FF ||Note - Page 49||

Hey guys, this is my 1st fanfic. Hope you like it. Please comment.😊

INDEX
Part- 1 ::: Page 1
Part- 2 ::: Page 2
Part- 3 ::: Page 3
Part- 4 ::: Page 5
Part- 5 ::: Page 7
Part- 6 ::: Page 11
Part- 7 ::: Page 13
Part- 8 ::: Page 17
Part- 9 ::: Page 20
Part- 10::: Page 22
Part- 11 ::: Page 24
Part- 12::: Page 27
Promo ::: Page 29
Part- 13::: Page 32
Part- 14::: Page 34
Part- 15::: Page 36
Part- 16::: Page 38
Part- 17::: Page 40
Promo ::: Page 42
Part- 18::: Page 42
Part- 19::: Page 44
Part-20::: Page 46
Note ::: Page 49
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Concept based on Anything For You Ma'am.

Overview-

This story is not about how to get into an IIM or even to survive there. It is about 4 friends Armaan, Riddhima, Rahul and Muskaan. The problem is that Armaan is smitten with Riddhima who happens to be the Director's (of the Institute) daughter. Will their friendship survive? Will their love survive? What about their future?

NOTE- There is no character sketch. You will get to know as the story proceeds.I will tell this story through Armaan. So it will be funny one..less on romantic situation!! Okay?? Then ..get on the fun ride!!

Part-1

I would often wonder what it took to get into an IIM and what kind of people actually got in. Well maybe there were all like me (not people out of this world or geniuses) or may be I was an exception. Anyway, I had wanted to enter the hallowed portals of an IIM & now I was all set to realize that dream.

Before joining an IIM, the pre-joining activists start rolling. Each IIM sets up its own Yahoo! Group for the incoming batch. It's the 1^st platform really to get to know the other would-be mates of IIM. A pre-admit party was held in Delhi. Most of the people were from Delhi & NCR. Everyone had been from a college or had a working experience. Actually I had got my undergraduate degree as an Engineer from Delhi College of Engineering. At the party I met two fellow college mates, Rahul and Atul. There were only 4 girls. That was the one thing that Delhi guys got worried about, only 4 girls turning up for the party as compared to 60 guys. All of us thought that if this was going to be the sex ratio at the IIM.

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The journey from Bangalore Airport to the IIM campus was a hectic one. The one hour drive ended with a bumpy ride on the Bannerghata road. I wondered if I am going to an IIM or any Govt. Primary school of any village. After entering the campus, I got to know that all the new students have to meet to the chief warden of the hostel to gets rooms allotted. I had got a room on D- Block, no. 129. Out pf 8 rooms on the floor apparently 4 were of seniors and rests 4 were for new students. I opened my room and got inside. It seemed like Osama had blasted a bomb inside. The room was full of dust. So I decided to check who was going to be my neighbor for the next 2 years.

I kept knocking on the door next to my room for about 5 mins like a moron, after which a half sleep awaken guy came guy rubbing his eyes. It was Rahul.

"You b*stard, left me alone on Delhi" I said kicking him on legs.

"Hey Armaan, good to see you man. Actually I had some work here, so got here earlier" He said dodging off my kicks.

"Ok, my room is this one" I said pointing towards the room next to his.

"Good"

"You have some broom or dirty cloths?" I asked him.

"Wait'take this" He handed me a broom.

"Why you need this" He asked.

"To clean my room, and please help me to get my room cleaned"

He shut the door on my face, and again I started the work of knocking like a moron. But this time Rahul didn't come out, instead a senior came out having a disgusted look on his face from the room nearby.

"What the hell are you doing man" He shouted.

"Sorry" I said politely.

"New student? How about a small introduction" He asked.

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The hard work which I had done till the evening gave a decent look to my room. A few minutes later, fresh and changed into new clothes, I thought of checking some psychos with whom I could become friends. The newcomers could be identified because of the look of owe & bewilderment on their faces.

"Hey you there" I heard someone shouting & turned to see a guy with his gang pointing at me. They all looked like animals escaped from a zoo.

"Yes sir" I said.

Sir is like something you must address to a senior in a college.

"Give a proper intro of yourself" The guys said after introducing himself as Mayank.

"Armaan Mallik, I came to the campus today only"

After giving him the standard into of myself, he pointed me to a girl walking past us.

"You know her?" he asked.

"No Sir" I said after scanning her for 5 sec. I must admit she was pretty. Actually a lot more than that.

"Go ask her name and about her room" He ordered me.

"What?"

"Are you deaf or what?"

"Ok Sir" I said hastily.

I went to that girl on my mission to get her name and room details. I also wanted to know but not like this.

"Excuse me"

"Yes??" She said softly.

I stood there silent, staring at her face. I had an urge to kiss her at that moment.

"What's your name & where is your room" I asked her in one breath.

"What the hell" She went away giving me a you-bloody-loafer look.

"Please tell me, please"

"Get away from me. What do you think of yourself?"

"Sorry, actually the seniors ordered me to ask you" I defended pointing toward the seniors.

"There is no one"

"What?"

I turned back to see the seniors. Really there were none of the animals, they had left me alone and were probably enjoying the situation from somewhere. I turned toward her, she had already gone away. Good impression dude, I smirked mentally.

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At the canteen I met Rahul.

"What happened? Why are you looking so sad?" He asked.

"Nothing dude, what's today's program?" I changed the topic.

"What program?"

"I mean, Is there any program in the campus today"

"Let me ask someone"

"hey Atul, come here" he shouted toward Atul.

Atul saw me and gave me hug.

"When you came here, didn't see you earlier" Atul asked me.

"Came today, Good to see you" I replied.

"Atul, what's up for today at the campus?" Rahul interrupted.

"There is a personality development program to be conducted by the seniors at the L- Square" Atul replied.

"Basically all ragging thing" I added.

"Lets see, will have to go" Atul said.

"I am not coming, I am not taking part in any engineering college type ragging" Rahul protested.

"Be a sport yaar!" I replied.

"So, you go ahead" Rahul added as he headed out of the canteen with his cup of coffee.

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The L-Square was basically an open court area with a stage and lawn all over around it.

It had got its name due to its 'L' shaped appearance. We were asked by the seniors to sit down on the grass. We all sat like kids as if sweets were going to be distributed. I spotted Rahul and went to him to talk.

"You weren't coming, right?" I asked him.

"I came to give you company, nothing more"

"Don't tell lie to me, you came to check some girls naa??"

"You are telling me this? I know you sir, that's not only my purpose. It's yours also!!"

After 10 mins Nitin, the secretary of the cultural committee addressed us.

"I, Nitin Jain, The Secretary of Cultural Committee on behalf of all the seniors welcomes you to IIM-B"

"Get on the real thing dude" A seniors shouted from behind.

"Ok" Nitin said "Well, as it is a personality development program, so I ask you all to show us your talent".

"Yes, you boy sitting there" He pointed towards someone "Come here".

The boy went towards the stage.

"Introduce yourself" Nitin asked him. After giving a proper intro the boy was asked to dance.

While he was dancing Rahul came to me.

"I told you not to come, but you came and dragged me here also" He shouted.

"Achchaa beta?? I dragged you here??" I protested.

Meanwhile the seniors had chosen a new bakra, sorry it was a new bakri as the next one was a girl. The girl walked to the stage. I saw her, Yes she was my girl. Wait, was she??

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This is the 2nd part. Hope you like it and plz comment soon!!

PART- 2

"Riddhima Gupta" She said looking nervously.

RIDDHIMA GUPTA, I repeated her name thrice in my mind.

"Okay then sing a song" One of the seniors ordered her.

"Wait" Nitin said "Anyone knows how to play a guitar??"

"This boy knows" Rahul said pointing towards someone.

I looked at his hand, it was towards me.

"Kaminey!!" I said walking slowly towards the stage.

Riddhima saw me, She froze and my heart melted.

"Get the guitar and play it while Miss Gupta sings" Nitin said to me after I gave my intro.

I was handed over the guitar. Riddhima sang a devotional song suggested by the seniors. Man, tabla should have been played not the guitar on that kinda song.

When I came down the stage to my place, I found Rahul laughing at me.

"Don't laugh like an idiot" I said angrily.

"You were looking like an idiot"

"Wait and watch what I will do to you"

"Will you come again for such events?"

"Never"

"You should come dude, be a sport" He said as he continued laughing. I frowned at his last statement and punched him on chest.

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Nest day was a hectic one. There was a session at the auditorium be the Director of the institute.

"There is he, the Director" Rahul pointed towards a man wearing formal suit.

"Okay, so I guess most of us are here and we can start the session. I am Shashank Gupta, the Director of IIM-B"

There was a round of applause from the audience. He spoke non-stop for about 30 mins which neither I listened nor the others. The 3 hour session was a boring one. By the end of which, we all were hungry enough to run back to the mess to grab some food.

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"This is the first class, so I will wait for 5 more mins. From tomorrow, the door will be shut at 8 sharp, whether you like it or not" Prof M. Ramesh spoke loudly as we looked for our seats.

All the seats had name plates and we were to sit on the assigned seats. I sat on my seat. Atul was on the left. I looked on the name plate which was on my right. It read 'Riddhima Gupta'. I whispered a 'yes' loud enough for Atul to hear.

"What's up" He asked.

"Nothing"

She came right at the time, searched for her place and sat beside me. I ignored her because she already thought I was a loafer. So better to keep the mouth shut and wait for the right moment, which I hope would come soon.

She saw me but kept silent. I looked around the class. Rahul was on the corner seat on the 2^nd row. A perfect place to sleep. I waved at him and 5 other guys waved back.

After the class, I finally gathered some guts to talk you Riddhima.

"Hi! I am Armaan… Armaan Mallik"

"I know"

"Ok" I said after waiting for 10 sec.

That was the full stop to the conversation.

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Next class was after a 15 min break. It was Marketing class by Prof Sharma. At the end of which, he announced about a project to be submitted in two weeks. "There would be a group of 4 and the list of groups would be tagged on the notice board" He said.

I searched for my. My group comprised of Rahul, Muskaan (who is she?? I thought) and Riddhima.

"Wow" I did a jig to myself.

"Yes, we are in the same group" Rahul said to me. I had forgotten about other names, only one was in my mind.

"You are also in my group?"

"You didn't know??"

"Oh I forgot"

"So, why were you so happy??"

"Who was happy? Anyways, who is Muskaan" I diverted his mind.

"Don't know, who is the other one?"

"Riddhima Gupta"

"Who is she?"

"She sits beside me in the class"

"Okay, meet me at the mess in 20 mins while I checkout the girls"

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I met Muskaan at the mess. She seemed to be a bubbly type of girl. While we were discussing about the project, Rahul came to us with Riddhima.

"Hi! Muskaan" Riddhima hugged Muskaan. I was planning to hug Riddhima but…

"This is Muskaan?" Rahul asked.

"Yup, I am" Muskaan responded.

"What happened?" I asked Rahul.

"Nothing"

"Fine, you tell what you are thinking about the project" Muskaan said.

"Actually guys, I want to change my group" Riddhima spoke before Rahul could answer.

"Why??" Muskaan asked her quite surprised.

I knew she said this because of me. Man, girls are like Calculus problems, they can't be solved at once.

"Riddhima, I am sorry for that day" I apologized to her.

"That day?? Which day? Kya hua tha?" Rahul asked me.

I narrated the whole incident to them. I told them about the ragging season, but Riddhima didn't seemed to be convinced. I was still a loafer to her.

"Its okay, but I want to change" She said.

"I said sorry naa?"

"But"

"No if no but, and also the groups cant be changed that's what the Prof had said" Muskaan added.

"But I can change"

"How? Is the Director your father" I shouted asi I was pissed off due to her attitude.

"Yes, he is my father" She answered.

"What?? Shashank Gupta is your father" Rahul asked.

"Yes I am his daughter"

I had become numb at her words. I hoped Osama would blast a bomb here!!

"But please don't break the group" Muskaan pleaded sensing Rahul and my condition.

"Will tell you tomorrow" She said as she left us in bewilderment.

I had an urge to shake her and tell not to show attitude. But she was much pretty to be harsh.

"Muskaan, convince her somehow" Rahul said.

"Your friend created this problem, he should handle him"

"I explained you the whole thing. I wasn't my fault" I protested.

"Please" Rahul pleaded again.

"Okay, will do something" She also left.

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The nest day, before the class I asked Rahul about Riddhima.

"You asked Muskaan?? Is Riddhima ready"

"Yeah"

"Thank god"

"But can't believe dude, you messed with the Director's daughter"

"Ohh don't start again"

He proceeded to his seat, so as I.

"Hi! Riddhima"

"Hi" She replied with a smile.

"Thank God you are normal again"

"What do you mean, I was abnormal??"

"Sorry, didn't mean that"

"I am kidding; actually I wanted to say sorry for my behavior yesterday"

"Its okay" I wanted to be angry but the melting point of my heart was crossed, so my heart melted!!

"Thanks, friends??" She said approaching her hand toward me.

"Yeah, friends"

Boys and a sick one like me can't refuse any opportunity to touch girls especially pretty ones like Riddhima. Her touch sent a shiver through my nervous system. A current of 100A was generated inside me. I could be used as a Power Station if she touches me like this, I wouldn't mind that!!

Prof Malhotra broke my first friendly conversation with Riddhima. The subject was a total crap. Marketing, only economics student can love it. A maths freak like me doesn't have any choice bout to listen to it and try to be awaken till the end. I turned around to see the conditions of my classmates. Half of the class was dozing off including Rahul.

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i like this part yaar
i have no idea where the story is going, n thts exactly wht i love abt the concept
a story is best when whts coming cannot be guessed
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Originally posted by: ksg_sonia

awwwwwww
i like this part yaar
i have no idea where the story is going, n thts exactly wht i love abt the concept
a story is best when whts coming cannot be guessed
love the concept
thnx for the pm n do pm me whenever u update
tc
sonia

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