Swasan ff:An Incomplete Scrapbook (Slayer Vs Saviour) Episode 22

Swara's POV:
As soon as I woke up, I found myself on a bed of a room. This room didn't look like dark cellular jail. At once, the flashbacks of dark cellular jail came into my mind. The incidents of those two morons agitated my thoughts. They had tried to molest me. Without wasting a second, I looked at myself from head to toe. My dress was intact with my body except the back side which was torn a bit. I was also covered with a jacket. It meant my virginity was untouched. But who had saved me? I tried to recall the incidents. However I could only remember up to my calling of my abductor. I had recalled that I had shouted his name at the top of my voice. But then what had happened, I couldn't remember. The more I tried to remind, my head pained a lot like a backfire effect. However after so much struggle with my mind, I was confirmed that indeed sanskar, my kidnapper had saved me from molestation. His words against molestation were beating in my eardrums. Earlier he had clearly clarified that he was an assassin but not a molester. But why did he save me? I didn't know and also I didn't want to explore its causes.

I tried to get up from my place to run away as I was unchained now. But my legs had swelled up & cramps were also visible. So, I couldn't stand up properly. I rubbed my legs to reduce the pain & at once I noticed the smell of lotion that was applied on my legs. I was hell shocked. The smell of the lotion was exactly the same like my medicine which I used to reduce the cramps & swells. But where did it come from? Just then my eyes fell upon the table where some objects were kept. That table was placed near to the bed. So, I extended my hands & held those objects. But those were not mere objects rather those were my medicines. What the hell? Again I was surprised. Who had brought this? How did someone know about my medicines? Exactly the same medicines with same compositions... Was I in heaven or hell? As only miracles had happened there. I couldn't get a single bit of answer to my queries.

I remembered about Ragini & my mom, Annapurna Suryavansi. Were they worried about me? Might be mom wouldn't be that much worried for me as I had told her about my exams, backlogs & busy schedules. But I hadn't told anything to Ragini. After that birthday incident, I hadn't even contacted her. Till now,I had never disappeared from her sight for so many days without informing her. This was happening for the first time. Was she searching for me? Had she complained any missing complaint about me in police station? All these queries agitated my thoughts but I couldn't get any proper answers to my questions. I wept silently while remembering about Ragini & my mom.

How many days were passed even I didn't know that. My future was totally uncertain. Was I able to see Ragini & my mom ever in my life? Could they find me? Were they able to know about me & the incidents happened with me? How would Ragini react when she would come to know about this molestation incident? As soon as the molestation word came to my mind, again those incidents flashed back on my memory. Unknowingly I shouted loudly," Don't come close to me. Back off ... Go away.." I closed my eyes when I heard the opening sound of the door. Might be they again came to harass me...

Just then I felt the touch of a palm on my mouth & heard someone's voice like,"Shh! Shh! Don't worry. You are safe. Nobody will harm you.." That sound was similar to the sound of my kidnapper. I slowly opened my eyes & saw a person was standing in front of me. I had never seen this face before. But his physique was matching with my kidnapper. Suddenly I asked him,"Are you Sanskar?" He jerked his hand from my mouth & said,"It's none of your business." I felt coldness in his voice. Though I had never seen his face before, but due to his voice & the way of his answering, I was confirmed that indeed he was sanskar. Breaking my thoughts, he said,"Don't try to explore about me. I won't harass you. You are safe here till you don't try to escape.." I couldn't believe his words.. How exactly could he know about my thoughts? And the way, he said that he wouldn't harass me, confirmed that he was Sanskar only as the same statement he had also said earlier to me.. It meant, I was safe & wasn't raped due to him only. He must had been saved me from those bastards. I didn't know how to express my gratitude to him.. I said,"You have saved me,right. Then why do you kidnap me? Who are you? A saviour or an abductor or simply a ruthless cold murderer?" Without making any eye contact with me, he threw the lotion on the bed & said,"Apply it on your cramps." I didn't understand this person. On one side, he had saved me and also was caring for me but on the other side, he was a killer, a slayer & a kidnapper.. I was irritated with his dual nature & yelled,"Where have you got these medicines? Why do you care for me? Who has told you about my disease?" This time he came close to me & gave me a serious expression & said pitilessly,"You aren't in a position to ask me questions. I will question & you will answer. However now do as I have said. Apply this lotion & yes! Don't give your tiny brain any burden of thinking about me. Give it a little bit of rest as you have to use this brain while answering my queries & for your inner peace of mind, just keep it straight on your brain that I am a slayer, not a saviour. But I can differentiate between murdering and raping. But trust me! I won't spare you if you will lie while answering to my queries & also I won't think twice before killing you, if you will even think of escaping from my clutches."

I was speechless & scared after listening to his answers. I wasn't frightened due to death rather I was fearful after viewing his cold, cruel & heartless expressions. Just then he banged the door & left the room. My thoughts were mixed with fear, safety & security feelings. Though I couldn't understand him, still I felt safe in the room. At least he was truthful, that much I could say. In the outside world, people were moving in the mask of innocence while cruelty was infused in their souls but he was honest. Though he was my kidnapper, still I couldn't stop my feelings from appreciating him.. I wasn't molested due to him only. A feeble smile approached in my face while I was remembering his care for me a while ago. Though he was merciless still I found out a little care for me in his heart. Could anyone imagine humanity from an abductor? I guessed, "NO" but in my case it was true..

While I was thinking about him, again the door opened & he came inside by holding a food plate in his hand. He kept it on the table & I looked at him admirably. "Who are you Sanskar? A devil or an angel? Why are you so much mysterious? If you are a slayer, then from where do you learn this humanity? " I was thinking about these things. But my series of thoughts were broken down when he said,"Stop ogling me! I am not a saviour. Just remember that I am a murderer & I don't leave my task incomplete. Now eat these foods & have this medicine & take some rest. I will again come to start the questionnaire session..and yes! Don't try to escape." & he gave me some tablets in my hand while giving me a serious look, like he was emphasizing me to take those medicines. He left the room & my expressions were blank while viewing him going.

Sanskar's POV:
I was disturbed after talking with captain. My work didn't satisfy him. He was saying truth. This girl was affecting me too much. But if he would transfer this target from me, then she would come under big trouble. Suddenly my heart was asking,"Is she in less trouble due to you?" I couldn't answer to my heart. But at least I knew that, with me she would be safe from molestation. I was encircled with mixed feelings. On one side was my profession & the other side was my feelings. Choosing one out of these two would be an herculean task. I tried to signify the repercussions of every aspects. "Is my feelings for her right? Won't this feeling create more trouble in her life?" These questions blocked my head from functioning. However after so much struggle between mind & heart, I concluded that I was a slayer only. These feelings were unsuitable in the life of an assassin. I was engulfed completely in darkness & I couldn't come out of it. I didn't want to push her to darkness due to my bloody feelings. I stopped admiring her & tried to get back to the earlier version of ruthless, fearless slayer, Sanskar Maheswari.

Just then I heard her shouting. I rushed to the room to check her. She was badly affected due to that molestation incident. So, I assured her regarding her safety. But unlike my expectation, she recognized me even after seeing me for the first time. Smart girl!! As I wasn't wearing any mask now, so I tried to control my feelings for her & also tried to hide my concerns for her through my bold & merciless facial expression. I passed the lotion to her as it was mandatory for her cure. But stubborn girl was firing her questions to me, like she had forgotten that she was kidnapped. However when she asked me about my identity of being a slayer or saviour, I, myself was confused too. I couldn't personify myself. Then what answer would I give to her? Suddenly my captain's words popped up in my mind & I controlled my emotions & said to her clearly that I was indeed a slayer, not a saviour. By looking at her fearful facial expression, I was pretty sure that I was able to imprint a fare idea about my profession in her mind.

Whatever I might do or in whatever way I might try to hide my feelings, but the fact was that I cared for her.. I had to give her medicines as per Laksh's instructions. I was so helpless in front of situations that I was agitated.. I banged the door in rage & went to bring food for her. I brought fruits & foods for her and again entered in the room. This time she was looking at me with a delightful sight. These expressions of her were making me vulnerable in front of her. I was a slayer but how was she able to observe me admirably without any fear in her eyes. These happenings were not good for my profession. So, I again emphasized myself as a slayer in front of her.. So that, she could stop showing her gratification towards me. I asked her to take food & medicines & left the room. As if I would stay there for more time, then I could feel helpless in front of her. Helplessness in front of a target was a biggest tragedy to happen..

Credit to: Kashis

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I'm Hope Ep 22

The first rain drop fell on his head, he uplifted his face then looked the sky which was crowded by dark clouds. The drizzling of bliss was steering him something which was completely concealed from his sight.

"rain... Oh shit! Oh no... Should I become happy?.... Oh, at least not today?" When Umeed came out and saw the raindrops were falling on him, the sudden feelings attacked her.

She was in shady lane, so she was safe but not her groom offcourse, specially in that roofless car.

"Oh raining... I didn't like it before but these cold drops are such a bliss, especially on this day which is really special for me. Oh God.... It's really like your blessing, I'm grateful to you..." When he lifted up his head and the raindrop was fallen in his eye, that time his heart bowed down to his creator.

"you're first who saw me in this bridal attire" she shouted from the shade.

"Oh let me capture this moment" he didn't step towards her, just murmured loudly while leaning  against the door of his car.

"you're using camera in this wetly weather?" She shouted with amusement.

"who said you, I've camera to capture this moment" he exclaimed while putting his palms on his eyes to see her more clearly in the mist of rain.

Initially, she didn't understand his words but after a while, she got him when he starred her with all of his affection.

He purchased the umbrella from a street boy with a pair of jasmine's bangles.

"Our Pakistani bridals are incomplete with these" at the next moment, he climbed stairs to reach this shady side where she was standing.

"without gajray?" She scowled her brow while asking the question that's answer she was already known.

"hmm," he mumbled during taking his one hand in his hand. He was holding an umbrella in one hand, they were stepping towards his car.

Her heart was trembling in the cage of her chest when he touched her wrist. Because of wetting in rain, his hand was completely cold but her hand was warm because of warm temperature of the parlor.

The perfect combination of coldness and warmness between the bangle of jasmine was acquiring each others, slowly but abruptly.

"oh I'm not good in that" he was trying hard to make her wear the bangle with one hand.

"why are you doing this? I can wear it with myself" they came near the car when she said.

"No way. I love to do it" his voice was busy, unaware of those emotions which were making a place in her heart by his touch.

"why is he doing this? He shouldn't do at least... Is he  seeking the opportunity to touch me" many questions raised in her heart at once?

She weighed his face expression which was completely naive, just busy with her hands and bangles. He had done with one hand then he held another one, that moment, exactly that moment he boggled with some sudden feelings.

She looked into his innocent eyes which were completely unaware of conflict of her heart, he was doing this just for showing some friendly rights on his wife, or should say his bride.

His touch was prevailing her heart, he forgot to hold the umbrella, there was drizzling which was touching their heads.

Some moments were passed between them, both froze on their position while the raindrops were still touching their bodies.

"now I should call Bhai to pick me" she hardly composed herself then murmured, the silence broke up by her melodious but strong voice.

He finally made her wear both bangles, the sweet fragrance of jasmine was absorbed in his fingers from her wrists.

"oh, I forgot! Actually, I took permission from elders to pick you" he said while looking into her eyes which were mesmerizing.

"oh! Then how can we go in this rain, especially in rag top?" She said in rage because she was trying hard to control her emotion so now she just banishing all her emotions by showing herself and him that how much she was irritated by his romantic concern for her.

"don't worry Umeed! This convertible has its roof" then he just opened the door and pushed a button then a black glass roof took place in his car.

Her mouth was opened, the next moment she hit his head.

"you stupid, why didn't you place the roof before?"

"oh I just forgot while seeing you in this attire" he also hit his head for that stupid act but it was drizzling. So that car seats were only moist, not wet like him.

Both sat on their seats.

"I'm the only one who was driving his car on his wedding day," he said while looking, actually absorbing her completely new attire in his eyes.

He never saw her before in very traditional dresses with this type of preparation. Off course bride was always special to everyone but for her groom, she was especially special.

On their nikah, she was only wearing simple white dress without any jewellery or makeup so now her new shade could really raise a fire in his heart.

"your wish" she shrugged her shoulders while averting the steer of her eyes from those soft hazel eyes.

Her crimson eyes looked beyond the mirror but hazel eyes couldn't concentrate on the driving because some of her wood-colored locks scattered on her shoulders which were hooking up those emerald eyes.

But inside his heart, he very well knew his limit because his wife accepted their relationship but wasn't accept him as a husband. She neither said anything worst to him but nor any of her action showed her approval regarding him.

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Both reached their destination, that day, first time in her life, she thought that she was also special for everyone.

Both families were welcomed them by showering petals of roses on them.

Arman was received her firstly.

"I'm brother so this is my duty to avert this responsibility to your husband," he said while holding her hand, one of her cousin came to handle the edges her flowy gown.

"I'm happy you're doing this, though this should be done by daddy," she said in a very low voice that Arman doubted whether she was crying.

Before giving her hand to Faraz, he slowly hugged her and put his hand on her head.

"daddy's anger will vanish soon until considering me as your father, off course brother has the same responsibility as father has, so in your new life, any difficulty you would face, you can call me whenever you want to do so" he said in moist voice then gave her hand in the hand of Faraz.

"take care of my sister, otherwise ill forget that I'm a singer and starting to consider myself as boxer" at the end of a sentence, he winked at him.

Faraz smiled amiably then held her hand with all of his right.

"I don't believe this day has finally come in my life" he stammered while sitting beside her.

"talk to your bride later Faraz... Let me capture your life's best moment first" Arbaz shouted from his place, he was capturing pictures of them but because of his lip movement, he couldn't get any good picture.

"okay Lala!" He signed him by showing his thumb up posture.

"look this" Arbaz showed their photo after capturing it.

" how's this Bhabhi?" He asked from Umeed who was still looking her hands, thinking about that moment when those were in his cold but warm hands.

"nice" she murmured while looking the picture, she confessed in her heart that they look perfect with each others.

After some ritual by family members and close relatives, her mother in law came to them.

"although you both saw already to each others but this is ritual, so we should do it" she placed a mirror between them. Then tackled their heads with each others.

The mirror was placed between them, their reflection was shining in that silvery plate. First time in her life, she envied on her fortune to get this type of partner for herself.

He slowly pressed her hand to assure her that he will always be with her.

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