I'm Hope Ep 21

Light, is the source of energy, made of thousands of color furthermore when this light touches the irises of eyes, it turn into beautiful pictures. Picture of life which realized us that we're living, living for life, living for someone and living for ourselves.

She was also started living with the person, for the person and by the person whom God made relationship with.

Both chose carrot red bridal dress for Umeed and cream for Faraz.

When they were on the jewellery shop for selecting matching ornaments for wedding dress then someone came inside the shop. They were in separate past, so no any customer which was coming from main gate, couldn't notice them but they could notice and see them exactly.

She was busy in choosing necklace when Faraz called her.

"Umeed.."

She turned, he steered her behind the glass wall, where they were sitting.

It was Romana who was wearing inappropriate dress and was with a boy who was definitely not Shayan.

She knew very well about the values of her family, "how could Romana do with the trust of daddy" she thought, then stood up from her place to indicate her activities but suddenly Faraz held her hand.

"what?" She turned with same bewilderment.

"let us see, what's the connection between them, don't be so hasty to derive out conclusion" Faraz said calmly.

Umeed gasped, nodded positively. Then she sat again and ordered the jewellery while their contemplation was on Romana and the boy completely.

In the same time, Faraz did something unexpected, he captured the pictures of both of them.

"why are you doing this?" Umeed yelled on him while doing so.

"Umeed! I experienced this world more than you, if you encounter her then you must be stuck in problem which she would be creating for you, so we should have some proof against her" Faraz uttered with same calm voice.

Umeed nodded, both followed them while they reached at beach.

"Oh shit! They are going inside of beach house, this boy is not seem like nice guy, Romana is also stupid girl, I should stop her" when she saw them going their car towards the beach house. They parked car inside the house, Umeed and Faraz were hiding near the other beach house but now they don't understand what should they do.

This time Faraz understood the solemnness of situation.

Before they closed the door of beach house, they reached there.

"stop honey.." She cried, Romana turned then froze on her place while seeing them on her head with this appearance and the boy.

"Um..m..me..ee..d" she stuttered with very low voice that Umeed understood her name by seeing her lips movement.

"do you know her?" The boy asked from icy statue of Romana.

But at the next moment, Romana came out from her trauma.

"No baby! I don't know them" she said delicately while playing with her hairs.

Faraz and Umeed's face turned into pale while listening to it. They definitely didn't expect this type of reaction from her.

"Don't lie Romana! She's your sister and what are you doing with this boy? You should know about the value of your family?" Faraz screeched after watching the pale face of Umeed.

"Romi darling please get them out from there" she pleaded to the boy whose name she mentioned as Romi.

The very strong layer of rage, passed across the heart of two.

"how dare you to..." Before he completed his sentence, Umeed held his hand "let's go from there Faraz!"

Faraz simply nodded then they came outside from there.

Sun was also shining on their head, now cloud was unable to cover up its heat. The hearts were feeling the same and beating on same rhythm.

Umeed was depressed and Faraz didn't have any word to console her.

The whole path passed silent, when he was dropping her to her house, then she turned.

"do you still have those pictures of Romana?" Her eyes was the only things which conveyed her pain although her face remained motionless.

"hmm" he clipped his answer.

"I want to place it on every social media, she iis using, it's time to pay back to Romana" her voice was stern and ruthless, totally opposite to that Umeed, he knew or loved.

"it's Chinese saying Umeed, if you wa...." Faraz said it calmly, for her he always remained calm. He also didn't know itself how his rage, roughness went out when he was with his angel.

"I don't care, I just wanted to win this game which was started by Honey" this time she said it restlessly, in very low voice.

Faraz wanted to stop her, not because he wanted to safe Romana, just because he knew Romana will attack back on her.

"won't you the one, who will safe her?" His inner voice asked question to him. His answer was affirmative, he nodded silently to Umeed.

"OK! I'll send you those pictures, but please be careful" he disentangled her hand while pressing it slowly.

She took the shopping bag, then moved towards her house without greeting him goodbye.

He knew, he knew very well that in this relationship, he had to suffer only because it was only his heart matter, other side was empty for him. But despite of these facts, he still loved her, but he wasn't angel who loved unconditionally, he wanted her love back, so he knew he had to suffer to win her heart, though it will be long journey but he will wait for her without loosing his hope (Umeed).

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It was Mahanadi's ritual of Umeed and Faraz, elders decided to arrange it on one place to save time.

When Romana came to do ritual of her, her face turned into arctic cold.

"if i do something which break your marriage then?" She was putting Hanna on the leave which was kept on Umeed's palm.

In very second, her face's expression changed.

"I can expect this type of cheap thing from you" she screeched but in very low voice.

Faraz was there, he was listening but because of people he had to wait till Romana came to him.

And she went there, "how is your new boyfriend Romana?" He chewed every word of his sentence.

But Romana was on the other side, only for a second, her face darkened, at the next moment, she answered him with smile.

"instead of worrying about my boyfriend, you should be thinking about your wife, maybe she wouldn't be your wife more"

"don't think about impossible things Romana dear! Your sister's husband is not so weak to leave her, so easily.. So please shut your mouth and give some rest to your small mind then maybe you have some peace in your life" his every word engulfed rage of his heart but in respect of guests, he defrayed those in very low voice that only Romana and Umeed could receive easily.

She stood up with rage after listening those words from him.

"you said so much to her" Umeed whispered in his ear.

"she deserves more than that" he said with smile by looking her beautiful without-makeup-face.

She was wearing long lemon maxi with real flowers ornaments. Her dupatta was in this form that her half face was revealed and half was covered. But he was sitting with her, so whenever she talked to her, he could clearly seen her face.

"Though your face messed with ubtan, and your hairs with oil but still you're looking amiable in this attire like this color is made for your golden complexion Umeed" he intoned those golden words in less than whisper.

Unintentionally, her cheeks turned into rosy colors, her heart missed one beat but at the next moment she controlled herself then just gave him a beautiful smile with lips movement "thank you".

A thanks not for his beautiful words but for the love he showed to her. In this life, we utter many words but most important thing is that whether our words are really giving happiness to anyone or not.

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That beautiful day was the most longest day of her life. Beautician was preparing her for her most special day and she controlled her breath in every next moment.

By thinking about Faraz, her cheeks were turning into red. When beautician gave her final touch, her mobile message tone rang, she checked out message, it was from Faraz.

"Do you give me the owner of first viewer who holds your bridal attire in his eyes?"

She smiled after reading the text, no doubt that rough person defrayed his wish in beautiful words.

"I can give you the honor but how will you get this honour, I don't know" by writing this she unintentionally shrugged her shoulders.

"please don't move ma'am" the assistant of beautician, who was setting her dupatta, said.

She simply nodded, then again received his message.

"leave this on me"

She didn't understand how could he make it possible to view her bridal attire before anyone could see her because at the next hour, Arman was going to receive her and she was in parlour which was far away from the house of Faraz. There were many rituals also performing before the wedding, in this situation how did possible for him to reach here without the knowledge of anyone.

"you're done ma'am! You can call your family member to receive you" an assistant informed her.

She simply nodded then came out from make up room. She sat on the couch which was placed in the waiting room.

She was about to call Arman but she stopped to think about the words of Faraz.

"I can give you only half hour to reach there agha Faraz!" She thought in her mind but didn't replied him.

Hardly five minutes were passed when her cellphone rang again.

"come out... I'm waiting" it was from Faraz, her eyes widened to read the text.

"what happened with this idiot? If anyone would see us then?" She thought then text him.

"I'm not coming"

"come outside, otherwise I'll come inside" in very next moment, she received his text.

"what's this nonsense Faraz?" She texted him again with irritated face.

"This is my right Umeed" she could assume his solemnness in his every word.

She gasped then slowly stood up while handling her heavy bridal dress.

When she came out from the parlor, she found him waiting for her but her eyes widened to see there something unusual but surprising.

"I make this day very special to you" when she held her hand, he whispered these words in her ear, she blushed to listen it while destiny smiled to see them because she was also planning this day very special to her.

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Swasan ff:An Incomplete Scrapbook ( Foul Plays Of Destiny) Episode 18

Laksh's POV:
"Sometimes human beings are just mere toys in the hand of destiny. Destiny plays with us till it wants. Whatever we may do, but we can't fight against destiny for long & have to mend our ways in favour of it." I was busy with my laptop in doing some coding to hack the bank account of George. I didn't know how much time had passed till now. I was working with this code & trying to apply it successfully without any error. Oh! What a relief. Finally after so much struggle, I got the way of successful implementation of the coding. Was it not the game of destiny?? Earlier, the easy going guy Laksh Rathor had a peaceful and bliss life with his mother & sister. But look at the irony of fate! Due to my mother's serious illness, I had to involve in this line to get a lump sum amount of money for the cure of my mother, which indeed couldn't be done by my medical study alone. Over the top, I was also not a professional doctor rather a mere intern...

The alarm sound of the clock broke my thoughts and I checked the time in laptop. Oh god! It was already 4 AM. I had to call Captain to inform him about the successful implementation of the coding which would help him in recovery of his money from George's account. I searched my mobile and it was kept on bed. As soon as I picked up it to dial Captain's number, I found out that it was in switched off mode. I opened it and to my utter surprise, I had got 29 missed calls from Sanskar. I was hell worried. "Is he fine? Why has he called me so many times? Is he injured during chasing some targets? Has he sustained any bullet injury?" While I was thinking about all these aspects, I dialed his number. But alas! The voice message came as busy...

As soon as I cut the call, my mobile ringed. It was none other than Sanskar. I picked up the call hurriedly and asked,"Are you OK sanskar? Is everything fine? Why have you called me so many times? Is there any emergency?" I asked all these questions in one go without even taking a single pause. I was too panic that time to hear his answer. As this was the world of darkness, here the ruler was the sinister dark object which took away lives at its own will. It wouldn't show mercy upon anyone while engulfing them to darkness completely. Just then I heard Sanskar's voice. He said,"Laksh! Where are you? I have been trying your number for 4 hours... OK! Where ever you may be, come to our place as soon as possible and yes! Come fast!"

By listening to his voice, I was confirmed that he was worried and the way he emphasized the words 'come fast' that made me hell worried. To eradicate my doubts, I asked him," Why are you so much worried? What has happened? Are you OK? Answer me yaar....." He snapped back to me,"Laksh! Stop firing questions. Come fast and you will eventually know your answers!" Before I could ask further questions, the call was already disconnected.

My heart was filled with many mixed anxieties.. After talking to him, I felt that he was fine but then why was he worried? Why didn't he tell me anything about the matter? Why did he call me so many times? There were lots of questions in my mind but I couldn't even find out one answer to these questions. Why life was too much complicated??.. I didn't waste more time on thinking about these things and dressed up quickly and rushed out towards my car. While travelling, suddenly I remembered that I had to call captain. But I ignored to call him as I didn't know why did sanskar call me for so many times.. He must had needed me so badly that led him to call me multiple times. But if I would call master now & he would give me any further tasks, then meeting with Sanskar would be difficult in my part. I couldn't afford to loose this meeting.. I had to find out what exactly happened with him...

How could I neglect Sanskar? He was no less than a saviour to me. He saved me and my sister from life threatening danger & molestation respectively. For me, he wasn't a slayer but a rescuer. I didn't know much regarding him but I could bet that he was a man with golden heart. I didn't know why he opted this line but still he was possessing a bright ray of humanism in this world of obscurity. Like a flame which had the ability to eradicate the darkness by perishing it gradually. All the way, I was thinking about his favourable deeds & supports towards me & my family. Now it was my turn to pay back. Just then I reached in front of the dark world palace and went in to meet Sanskar.

Sanskar's POV:
"Time and tide waits for none." Genuine enough! It was the time which was passing out of my hand. She was lying unconsciously like a lifeless flesh and I was standing in front of her helplessly. My repeated attempts to reach laksh were going in vain and fear of loosing her was rotating in my mind. "Sometimes we, human beings feel like problems are the real issues of our lives. But No... It's not true. Not finding the solution to the problem is even a greater issue than facing the problem." The same thing was happening with me. She hadn't regained her consciousness and the only source, Laksh, who could help me in this situation, was unreachable.

Four hours had already passed. I again dialed Laksh's number & luckily his phone was reachable this time. He was firing questions to me about my health and why did I call him so many times? I didn't know how to tell him about my target. I didn't know how would he react after viewing the soft side of humanism in me? I couldn't give him any details on phone and also I didn't want to consume more time in discussion. So, I said him to come soon & categorically emphasized the 'come soon' words. I was aware about Laksh. He wouldn't stop until he would get satisfactory replies to his queries. So, I disconnected the call immediately & was waiting for his arrival now.

He reached here after 20 minutes of my call. As soon as he arrived here, he rushed towards me and examined me carefully. I could sense his nervousness for me. So, before he could ask me any further questions, I said,"I'm fine Laksh. I need your help urgently for another cause." After listening about my fineness of health, he was a bit relieved & asked,"What's the matter Sanskar? Is there anything related to George? Don't worry. I have successfully implemented the codes & tomorrow that work will be done." I didn't know what I should tell him now. How could I explain him about my position? Could I say that I had to save this girl as she resembled my mother or could I say that she was the girl who had created a ray of remorse in an assassin's life.

Laksh patted on my shoulder & my series of thoughts were broken. But I was unable to answer his queries. Laksh was looking at me with suspicious eyes. Without answering anything, I dragged him towards my room where she was sleeping & said,"Laksh! Cure this girl. She was my target and before knowing the truth I can't let her die. Captain needs important information from this girl." I said all these things without making any eye contact with laksh & trickily avoided the real cause to survive her & sidelined the matter towards captain. So that Laksh couldn't ask me any further questions.  As expected Laksh didn't fire any more questions & went to check up her. As soon as laksh rotated her body and saw her face, he said, "Swara Suryavansi."


Credit to:Kashis

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Yaaram Ep 18

Amraha became speechless for the moment. One was Veera who became brave, other was Amraha who was cried by everyone. Both were human being.. Girls. But one was much stronger and ahead of her. The other was completely weak and back in this race. Both were a human being but both were not equal.

"so, your father is your power" Amraha was envying on her.

"He's my teacher, he didn't give me his courage but he has awakened my inner power in me. When a father wakes up the inner power in his daughter then he is preparing her for conquering every fight in the life. And this power is only given by the father to his daughter. He taught me that it cowardliness and bravery, is belong to brain, not from body. If we make our mind brave then the body can not remain coward.  It's saying that if someone raise finger on you, you can shut his mouth by punching him."

"Anyone can hurt you in reaction"

"yes! It might be but just because of reaction, I stayed silent. I can't do it at least. By the way what your father taught you Amraha?"

Amraha face was livid to listen to it, Baba came late night at home. He only cared about one thing in this world. His carpet shop. The small and big account of the shop, delivery of carpets on time, even he was worried about the fuse energy savor of shop. One morning. she was leaving home for taking the van in uniform, then he asked.

"when does your school off?"

"I don't go school but college" while saying this, she sat in her van and hardly stopped her tears to come out. The father, who didn't know about that her daughter was going college instead of school, how did he know about the pain and problems of his daughter. The father whom, Veera was asking about, it was her Dada who became the father of her.

"I was twelve years old and crying vigorously. My dada brought me to the big park. It was the hottest day of the year, do you know the meaning of hottest days?" Amraha asked while pausing her sentence.

"yup! As hottest as anyone can die in these days" Veera knew everything.

"yes it was those days, in a park, my Dada showed me those dead birds who died because of hotness of weather. He brought me under one tree and told me to stare those birds, I saw one bird died in a moment.  My dada brought me near to her and then asked me.

'Amraha! Did you see the bird crying before her death? This summer gave her so much pain but was her chirping turned into ugly voice. Then this little bird was greater than human beings'

Dada hit the pebbles to birds, they flew with silent. They never cried or screeched with pain. He told me that the inferior creature of God like birds, animals and other insects never cried like the human being then why this great creature of God do this with a full swing? He cried and moaned like God gives him the stake of sorrow. He's the one who was being hurt. He never observes that how are these problems giving him the benefit, are becoming a teacher of him. He just only wasted his time in crying"

"so your dada has eastern wisdom," Veera said.

"no. He has patience and little bit knowledge. He was a good teacher but I was a very bad student. We make failure to our teacher when we only listened to him but never implied it. He said this type of words every night but I made myself like a stone. I never got those drops of wisdom. Now I'm seeing all of you then I understood how did I live my life in darkness. If I showed some courage then I must came out from that darkness" Amraha said.

"what happened to you in past, was that bad?"

"you'll laugh if you listen to it"

"I wanna laugh," Veera said seriously.

"but I'll cry while telling you everything" she also said with complete solemnness.

Ducks were floating on the pond peacefully. A peace which was getting by a human being in rare cases.

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Swasan ff:An Incomplete Scrapbook (Remorse) Episode 17

Sanskar's POV:
As soon as I came out of the cellular jail, I rushed to my room and searched my jacket. That jacket was very dearer to my heart. My mom had woven that jacket during my 18th birthday. I grabbed that jacket which was carefully placed inside the shelf. After so many years, I was touching it. I never touched this jacket after being a slayer as my mother must have been cursing me from heaven after I had chosen this profession. I opened the jacket and took out the photograph of my mom."I am sorry mom.", this was the sentence which came out of my mouth suddenly. "I don't want to choose this line mom. But I am helpless. I can't let that man win in his life. I know this is the worst profession you may have thought for your son. But trust me mom, except this one thing, I have never disobeyed your other advice.", I placed my mom's photograph closer to my heart & wept.

Anyone in his worst nightmare also couldn't imagine about my shedding of tears. I, Sanskar Maheswari, was a ruthless slayer. I was destructive like the waves of Tsunami, which destroyed everything in a fraction of seconds. Like the high waves of tide, like the hot volcanic magma which even didn't think before making destructions. That Sanskar Maheswari was weeping now. Sounds strange!! But none could ever dare to touch my heart the way she touched. I thought that after my mom, god had stopped making pure souls. In this arena of darkness, all faces were dualistic & selfish in nature. But strange girl was asking me about my remorse on the verge of her death.

As soon as I remembered about her, I called Alex and Martin to give her food. I had seen her cramps & stiffness in muscles. Though I was a slayer but I wasn't inhuman. And the girl who was like a reflection of my mother, I couldn't let her die with starvation. I thought about the advice which was given by my mom.I never wanted this type of life but that bloody man forced me to come into this line. He was the cause of our destruction. For the first time in life I was ashamed of myself for killing people. That girl had created a little drop of remorse inside the heart of an assassin. Was it good or bad? I didn't know. I only knew that I couldn't come back to normal life.

"You can enter to this darkness world by your wish but you can only exit this world when this darkness will allow you to go..oops! Not go... Go forever from this mortal world. This darkness has engulfed me fully in its web and there is no point of returning back.", while I was thinking all these things, I heard the sound of Martin. But I ignored as I guessed that the stubborn girl had refused to take food, so Martin was shouting. But after a few minutes, I heard her screaming and calling my name. Smart girl! remembered my name after listening once. Again I heard her screaming and this time I sensed that there was something fishy.

I rushed to that cellular jail and to my surprise that asshole Martin was trying to rape her and she was lying unconsciously on the floor. I couldn't control my rage and shouted,"Martin! just back off." Viewing me there, Martin was horrified. He knew that how invincible I was in these conditions. I grabbed his collar and bursted in anger,"You moron! What are you doing with her?" He was trembling in fear & tried to say something. But before that I cut his words and in rage yelled, "Bastard! Do you have enough guts to reply me after doing this activity? You must understand the difference between killing and raping." And I threw him on floor and kicked him in rage that his head hit the wall & he was bleeding.. I shouted,"Alex! Take this bastard out of my sight or else I will kill him at once." Alex knew that the situation was out of control & if he would stay here more then I couldn't leave him also as it was all happening in front of him and he was seeing like a mute spectator. They both rushed outside like the speed of wind.

I unchained and lifted her in my arms. She was unconscious, her legs had swelled and her dress was also torn from the back. I carried her in my arms and rushed to my room. I carefully placed her on my bed. She was sleeping peacefully and was still unconscious. I didn't wake her up to let her take some rest. I covered the jacket on her body & left my room. I was standing outside my room. "What if I can't reach there on time? Then what that bastard must have done to her?" Some incidents were flashed back in my mind like how she was pleading me not to leave her with them. I was thinking all these aspects and my mom's situation came up in my mind. She had also faced betrayal from that man. That man used girls like toys but claimed to be the real lover of my mom..! Due to this, I learnt to differentiate between molestation & assassination. I could kill anyone without even thinking twice but I couldn't molest someone even after thinking two hundred times. Killing was my profession but I hadn't chosen it, rather I was destined to do it. But molestation... Even in my dreams also I couldn't.

2 hours had already passed. Still she hadn't regained her consciousness. I tried to wake her up but in vain. She wasn't at all responding. With the passage of time, my anxiousness for her was also increasing. I was feeling guilty to hurt this pure soul. I rubbed her legs gently. Her body temperature was also increasing. I didn't know what should I do now? My every attempt to wake her up was becoming unsuccessful. I thought to call laksh. Laksh, my buddy, whom I could believe a bit in this cruel dark world. He was a doctor by profession but a hacker due to situation. But it was not the time to think about Laksh & his conditions. I was just going to call Laksh, my phone ringed and the caller ID was displaying as Captain. I received his call & he was asking me about her & how far I had proceeded in leaking out the truth. I didn't know what to answer. I just lied to my captain that the process was going on now and cut the call after giving him an assurance to vent out truth early from her mouth. As soon as I cut my captain's call, I dialled Laksh's number but it was out of reach.

I lied to my captain as I knew his temper. If this girl wasn't useful for him then he would order me to kill her which I couldn't do. I was in mid way. One side this girl, who was able to induce a ray of remorse in me & was exactly a miniature version of my mother & another side was my captain, who had given me an existence to my life after my mom's death. Whom should I choose?? But for now, her regaining of consciousness was more important. She was lying on bed calmly without any utterance. Her legs were swelling and cramps were clearly visible. I dialled laksh's number multiple times but of no use. Constantly it was out of reach. I was helpless. But in my mind one thing was clear. I couldn't save my mother but I would make every possibility to save her.


Credit to:Kashis

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Vampire knight Fanfiction season 1 (fourth night)

SEASON 1
"The Untold Story Of Zero & Yuki"

Yuki's point of view:

"Ohh. I hate math" I throw the books on the writing table and dizzied off.

I literary felt stars around my head, didn't know who invented the math and why should I read this subject?

I'm vampire princess and why does vampire princess need to learn math?

I'm not so good in study, specially subject like math. Though Kaname hired a very good tutor to teach me but my stupid mind unable to understand those all queries.

When I was in cross academy, Zero always taught me moreover he taught me so well that I always got good marks in exams.

By thinking about the topic, I started to think about Zero again.

"I'm so tired.." I stretched my body and dissolve the blood tablet in water.

As Kaname isn't here, so I need to take blood tablet to quench my thirst as a vampire. But I swear this is rightly said that we can't quench our thirst by licking the snow.

Same as we couldn't quench our thirst by blood tablets but we took this because of just fulfilling our thirst.

I gulped blood in one breath then slumped myself on my bed.

Unlike other vampires, I was used to sleeping in the night. So I took my tuition in day, Kaname also accompanied me in the day time. He needed my blood before sleeping in the day time, so I awoke early to give him a complete dose.

"How can Zero survive?" This question arose in my mind many times. He took my blood to control himself because he was ex-human and it was very hard to control the bloodlust for any ex-human vampire. Usually, those type of vampires got the level E which was the insane stage like zombies.

I was also attacked by level E vampires so that I couldn't see my best friend as level E vampire. That time I offered my blood to him for controlling himself. Though he didn't want to take my blood but I pressurized him so much to so do. But now I understood, If he knew that I'm pureblood vampire then he never took my blood.

But after drinking the blood of his twin brother, he became strong enough so I knew he didn't need me now moreover he hated me now.

The intoxication of blood was drowning my mind and I slowly went in the valley of sleep.

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Zero's point of view:

"One more day of my life" I jerked by thinking this thing.

I did not despair person but didn't know why I didn't wanna live or unintentionally, I always count days of my life.

"how many days are left in my life?" I asked from my inner self.

"till you kill all vampires" my inner self-answered me.

"yes! I've mission in my life to kill vampires, that creature who always ruined the life of others. I also included in them because I also used Yuki's blood for satisfying my need and I hated to do so.

"I wish I can change my past to correct everything" I put my head on the writing table. It was evening time, I also felt thirsty. I usually used to drink the blood of level E vampires after murdering them. It was not able to satisfy me completely but I used it for at least fulfilling my need.

Someone knocked on my door, I knew it would be headmaster come here for calling me for dinner.

"come in," I said in an exhausted voice.

But it wasn't him, it was Yuri, my class fellow and best friend of Yuki.

"what happened Yuri? You're here?" I said in worrying voice though she was not my friend but I concern about every human being, specially students of my academy because they' were included in my responsibility.

"may I talk to you?" Yuri said in low tone.

"hmm.." I signed her to sit, I was sitting on the chair beside writing table.

She silently sat opposite me, few seconds of silent passed silently then she broke this silence between us.

"Where are you Zero?" She asked I didn't expect this type of question, I thought she would talk about something according to guardian activity.

"what do you mean?" I knew very well about the meaning of her sentence but I just wanted to clear my thought.

She gasped, inhaled completely, I knew she was collecting courage to talk to me. Though I'm of her age and her class fellow but I'm so strict with them as a guardian and my tyrant personality won't allow anyone to close to me except Yuki.

"Yuki.." My unconscious again sighed on her name.

"please say easily what you wanna say, I'll surely not eat you," I said in bothering but polite tone.

"you're lost Zero! You were like this before also but now. We can see you're becoming harsh and alone day by day" she lifted her face and almost screeched on me.

I stayed silent while she continued "when Maria came to you, you behaved so weirdly with her, even you don't care that she was close to your brother and now she wants you... Love isn't bad thing Zero, we all love someone, you also loved but now move on please" by saying this, a tear came out from corner of her eye. Her tear reminded me Yuki who also cried same like her.

"best friends bonding" my unconscious again reminded me.

"I don't love someone, even I can't love someone, specially pureblood vampire and Maria is one of them," I said in harsh voice but suddenly I realized my tone then I said in polite tone.

" Look Yuri! I've already moved on, now my purpose to safe common and innocent people to become the food of vampires, I'm a vampire hunter and I've to do my duty, this is my only love. How can pureblood and vampire hunter would become one, this is forbidden so I shouldn't encourage Maria"

"oh. That's why you left Yuki" she uttered the words which gave me so much pain.

"this isn't about Yuki, she already left me when I needed her most, after the death of Rido, I just told her to leave because this isn't her world" this time I said in broken glass's tone.

"you're mysterious.." She said strangely.

I smiled slowly, I had no enough words to answer her.

"I've to go for my duty, please will you leave?" This time, I said in a rude tone.

She understood and left while I gasped to see the door.

"I'm sorry Yuki I talked to your best friend in such a harsh tone"

*********

Yuki's point of view:

Ruka again visited my room, she considered me as her responsibility after Kaname. After some formal talks, she left the room and I felt sorry for her. I could feel her pain but I was helpless to help her because it was our destiny.

It was our destiny that I and Kaname had to marry together for purifies our pure blood. If we marry someone else then it would a mixture of other's blood in our children.

I felt exhausted to thinking on this topic.

I put my coat though as a vampire I don't need it because weather won't effect on my body but I loved to do the activities of human as I did when I was human.

I stepped out from my huge palace, I had bodyguard also but I could protect myself very well.

I was walking slowly, a mixture of sorrow and happiness. Sorrow for Ruka and happiness for acting like a human in this type of night.

"hey miss! Where are you going?" suddenly someone called me from behind.

I turned, there is strange person, looking like insane or drug addicted person.

I felt strange and didn't answer him. I just kept going my walking but this time, I was walking fast.

This insane person, who was actually Level E vampire, started to follow me. Though I was a pureblood vampire and I didn't need to afraid from any other vampire that I always had terror in my heart from level e vampires due to my childhood incident.

I was bare handed to fight with him, though I was powerful enough to kill him but my inner fear was still haunting me and stopping me from showing courage to that insane vampire.

I walked at full speed to get the reach of my palace, but before I reached the gate of my palace, he put his dirty hands on my shoulder, I hurriedly turned back.

"your blood's smell is so sweet" he murmured by touching my chin.

"stay away from me" I shrieked while jerking his hand but he grasped me in his arms, I protest but he put his fangs on my neck, I felt dizzy by his fangs on my neck.

*******

Zero's point of view

A hunter's life always gave sorrow but satisfaction as well, it wasn't easy to kill anyone either it was a vampire or not.

Especially when I also became the creature whom I killed.

While riding on the road, I was suffering the pain which seemed unbearable for me sometimes. Sometimes, I started hating my job, just because to kill my same gene but often I loved my job because I had to kill the creatures I hated most.

The moon's light was reflecting my face and my silver hairs were shined with light of the moon.

I never understood why Yuki loved this light of moon so much. She loved my hairs just because it was similar to moonlight,

"A moonlight vampire hunter" her mirage chirped in my ear while I was only concentrated on my way

After short ride, I reached my destination, "the Kuran Palace" I murmured bitterly.

The cold air was touched my face with the sweet smell of Yuki's blood.

"Yuki's love" my unconscious reminded again that it was love, not lust.

I jerked the very thought from my mind, then pulled out bloody rose from my jacket. I was still in uniform because of guardian's duty, I had to put on it during patrol or hunting vampires too.

Abruptly, I sensed something... I sensed the blood. Blood of Yuki but it wasn't Kaname who was ducking her blood.

In the next moment, as I realized the situation, I rushed towards the door of palace.

The scene which peered to my sight, was really unbearable. The scene was prodding my heart, how could that bastard do this to my Yuki?

I went to the level E vampire who was about to drink blood of Yuki, his fangs were on her neck. His bloody hands were touching her chin while I could sense my blood was running fast around my body just because of seeing this horrible picture.

I rushed towards them, as before he started to suck her blood. I strangled his neck and without any mercy pressed the trigger of my bloody rose continuously till he got down near feet without his dirty soul.

After finishing his work, I turned to Yuki. The beautiful wooden -haired girl was trembling with fear.

Her bangs were scattered on her shoulders lethargically.

I slowly stepped out my feet towards her, put her head on my chest. There was bruised on her neck, I hardly controlled myself to coax her blood. I wiped few drops of blood with my hand because I didn't have anything to clean it out.

"Yuki! It's ok.. He has gone" my voice was husky, angst but fidget.

Her shivering body was fitted in my arms perfectly, her voice of sniffling was echoing in my mind and my blood started to burn with rage again.

"who told you to come here without any weapon or alone?" I scolded her while departing her from my chest. Her crimson eyes were still filled with tears, her small nose turned red due to sobbing though her cheeks were pale due to terror.

Suddenly I realized the position of mine and her, specially next to Kuran palace.

"next time I'll meet you, I'll kill you" my own words were echoing in my mind but I didn't muster up the courage to hold bloody rose to shoot the heart in which I wanted to live.

"why did you save me Zero?" Her voice was moist but replete with bewilderment.

I abruptly jerked my hands from her shoulders, stepped back one inch from her, my mouth opened to answer but I couldn't utter any word because I didn't have any word to answer her.


******

Disclaimer: No any character of manga or anime belongs to me. I do not own any character of Vampire Knight, except Mika Shiki (her appearance will be shown in the upcoming season). Every character belongs to 'Matsuri Hino' of Vampire Knight, I'm just giving my story to his characters.

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Yaaram Ep 17

Veera wanted to go "Gallery of costume" at Plate Lane. Firstly she made traditional Russian knotted hairstyle of Amraha then told her to go with her.
"I won't go on cycle with you"
"so. Are you still afraid to ride on cycle?" Veera asked.
"Anyone can afraid as you ride a bicycle in full speed, it's ok till university but for going far with you on cycle... No way.We would go by subway or bus" she said.
"ok" both went to Plate Lane by bus. The weather was changing, Veera was started wearing long shoes with tight jeans like she was going to hunt lion. She made latest hairstyles of her hairs while she stayed alert like the agent of a secret agency. Amraha felt like she was her bodyguard and no one could harm Amraha now. She wished in her heart, might she become like Veera.
She didn't ask Veera about her arrival at the gallery, she assumed by herself that she was going gallery for shopping but after their arrival at the gallery, she guessed that Veera might be collecting material for her new article or taking pictures for her blog. Her style was not common as she was observing every dress in the gallery. Style of a secret agent...
"Don't say you've determination to steal something here?" Amraha asked in very slow voice.
"Are you thinking about me like this also?" Agent starred her with anger.
"actually. You watch movies like this"
"what do you mean? If I watch movies like this that mean I would act like this? Make me believe that there's no one in Pakistan like you?"
Amraha fumed like that she was angry on Veera and now she had no any mood to talk with her till evening.
"just stay like this, please don't open your mouth till I'll get that dress with a particular design which I wanna  get, if you wanna visit gallery alone, you can. I would search you after getting free" Veera walked like the speed of ant and observing every showcase with very detail. That time they were at the 18th section.
Not only in Manchester but in whole Britain, "The gallery of costume house" have its own identity for its different a variety of costumes. Gallery has the items above than twenty thousand. From late 17s to latest fashion, every dress of man, woman and children were available in this gallery for exhibition. Like that gallery was like a modern museum of those things. It was the place of worth visit especially its section of 17s, 18s, and 19s, no one could believe that was any woman wear gloves in Europe too. The scarf was a compulsory part of dress. They wore dresses like the flowy gown that no one could guess about the real figure of them. Then why did they stop wearing those beautiful dresses?
Changing is the soul of life, no doubt upcoming time would be worst than late centuries. It's happening because it was written in fate.
She was mesmerized to see those dress, they were stitched very neatly. Everyone wanted to stare them as compared to wear those dresses. The wax's dummies, who carried those dresses, felt like they were breathing and giving the ride of time machine to the beholder of their view. Amraha also did that time travel.
When she finished visiting gallery, she came to Veera who was sketching the dress standing near the Victorian showcase.
"now what are you doing?"
"I'm sketching dress for me," she said in the busy tone.
She was making a sketch of Victorian dress which sleeves were reached to elbow, there was net fabric attached next, of it which tied in the shape of a butterfly. The frock was made of three to four colors but its prime color was of light blue and there were many white fowls in the bottom side. It was a very flowy dress that Amraha could make her five shalwar suits from the fabric of that dress.
Amraha praised the choice of Veera because it was a really sophisticated dress. It was a splendid dress with which express good taste and marvelous work of maker. When she completed her work, the two came out. Amraha had two more hours then she had to leave for her job.
"how is this?" Veera asked.
"splendid! But what would you do with it?"
"I would wear it on my special day"
"on your wedding day?" Amraha asked.
"more than that," she said.
"which day is more important than a wedding, on convocation day?"
"in my point of view, there is one another day which is more special for any girl than her wedding day, a day when she has decided to mingle the tracks of two lives. When she has decided to comprise someone special in her life I mean it's a time when two people have decided that who is king and who is queen between them" while defraying these words, Veera was biting her lower lips and holding impish glee in her eyes.
"When someone would propose you, that day?" Amraha asked.
"actually. I made some changing there, that day when I would propose him.. that day when you'll see me" she pointed out to the sketch of dress "in this dress, then understand that I've done my job"
Amrah liked her confident because she knew that Veera was not the one who will be proposed by someone but she would like to propose itself. One frock was also liked by Amraha, it was a light pink colored dress on which red, blue and yellow butterflies were printed and they were giving the impression that they were playing hide and seek together.
Amrah was unable to raise the wish to wear the dress on her special day of her life which will be her wedding day. this desire was awakened in her heart abruptly otherwise, she never thought about this topic in her life. She even didn't think about the person whom she engaged, she was only interested in coming out from the environment of her surrounding.
Even though her wedding date was also fixed but she didn't have an interest in that person whom she was going to marry.
She often thought about why did she remain indifferent with everyone except Dada.
Why did she make a relationship with any other person, why did her friends stay away from her? why didn't she get closed to them?
When she asked Dada on this topic, he became silent but in later days, he answered her that she did this because everyone hurt her always.She always considered everyone in same balance, that's why her inner angst and complex didn't allow her to make social contract with anyone.
She and Veera reached Plate Lane park, cock and sandwiches were in their hands. abruptly Veera sprang from her place and gave an abuse in The Russian language. then she caught a hip-hop boy while doing skating and jumping on him like a superman.
Then she started to beat him by using her feet and fists with showering abuses on him. then she lifted him like kitten of a cat and threw him in the cold water pool with the splash sound.
A girl who was standing in the corner of the pool gave him more curses.
Amraha could understand the meaning of her Russian words which she was spoken during shaking her hands in the air.
"what did this jackass do with you?" Amraha laughed to see him running.
"he pinched in my waist"
"how did you throw him in cold water, if something would happen there or police will come, then?"
"Either police will come or army, it would unaffected to me. once in school ground, my class fellow harassed me, that time I was ten years old, he was a dirty and roguish person, every weak girl of school was fearing from him. next day I couldn't attend school because of his terror, when my father got to know about the reason of leave from my school then he dug me in the mountain like snow which was gathered outside of our home, I didn't have any warm cloth on my body, I was screaming with coldness of snow but he sat with me in silence, then he asked me one question, is that bravery that you're below the stake of snow or left the school because of so-called timidness and terror.
he asked this question to me many times, my lips turned livid and I was near to death then he said if you wanted to stay like a coward then stay in this arctic place and die. coward must die"
Amraha was starring her face with astonishment.
"do you know about the snow and coldness of Russia?"
"yes!" amraha nodded positively.
"what?
"snow is snow and coldness is coldness" what answer was of Amraha!
"snow is not only snowing Amraha! its death, white death, when you pour water in the air in winter, it would freeze in air, the people like you who belong to hot places, started to die in my country. By the way why do you have this least information about the world?" Veera asked.
"I know where is Russia,"she said.
"do you know what's in the Russia?
"do you know what's in the Pakistan?"
"I know what's, not in the Pakistan? what do you want? Did I begin to talk about Zaya or Abdul Qadeer?  I can tell you about the few cities of your country which held the treasure of petrol in underground, but even Pakistanis don't know about them because they never tried to know about them, because they believed on those reports which were made by so-called foreigners,  because those foreigners don't want that Pakistani will be starting to develop. they showed this fact them when they get to believe that they will get the authority of those resources. it's is saying in our Russia that Pakistani was able to salute when they were turned Indian into Pakistani and then they became an atomic power. but Pakistani couldn't get this salute again"
Amraha knew that she was uttering correct words, even Amraha didn't know, in which year, Pakistan became an atomic power?
"you did very bad to him" Amraha dragged out old topic again, she didn't want to be ashamed in front of Veera again. If Veera asked any common question from her about Pakistan and she would not able to answer then it would be so bad because  even a Pakistanis, at least, have the information  about Pakistan.
"no, it is not enough for him, cold water killed the dirty worm inside him"
"you're so brave Veera!"
"if no one dug me in the snow then I would not be brave like it"

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Swasan ff: An Incomplete Scrapbook (Uncertainty) Episode 16

Swara's POV:
"Money is a necessary evil. Those who have money, are craving for more and have become insane in lives. Those who don't have it, are crushing their fates and also have become insane in lives to acquire more money. In both the cases, becoming insane is the ultimate truth.. Only money can't give you peace but without money also you will lack peace." These were some of the thoughts which were roaming in my mind after knowing about the brutal killing of that captivated person by my kidnapper, Sanskar.

"My real mother, Shomi Suryavansi, left me due to money only. During those days we weren't that rich, so, she eloped with his so called rich boyfriend after giving birth to me. She couldn't take my burden and also as she wasn't married that time; so, she felt ashamed to be called as a mother.. Shameless woman left me and my mom, Annapurna Suryavansi adopted me." I had heard this news about my real mom multiple times in my life from my grandfather. I always loved my mom due to her selfless nature. But in life, all were not like her. Today I got another example of that. Due to money only, that person got killed.

My series of thoughts were broken when I saw sanskar. He came towards me and put chair in front of me. Till today I couldn't see his face as it was always covered with mask. I didn't want to lie close to a killer. So, I moved my legs away from him. Just then I noticed cramps & stiffness in my muscles. I had skipped my doses. So, they were coming up. But who did care for those cramps when I didn't know about my future... Anyways I was going to die. Either by Sanskar's bullet or else due to my disease and lack of its doses.. But as if I cared?

Viewing me in those thoughtful situation, he judged that I was scared. 'Stupid man!', I thought. I gave him a long lecture about his killing & remorse and how I didn't worry about my death. Though I was unable to view his face due to that mask, but I could sense his uneasiness. Like he was sitting in front of me but his mind wasn't here. However suddenly what happened to him, I didn't know.. , but he strangled my neck and dared me to kill my family. Though I wasn't at all worried for my so called dad, but I was hell worried for my mom. That great lady had sacrificed all her happiness to protect me. Over the top, in this cruel and selfish world, she was the one who was genuinely my family after the demise of my grand father. How could I even think about her death due to my stupidity?

Now I was on my knees in front of Sanskar and was pleading him to leave my mom. But he was continuously asking me about my father and his whereabouts? I couldn't hear that person's name as my father for this much time. So, I couldn't control my rage and shouted on Sanskar to stop calling Mr. Shekhar Suryavansi as my father. I knew that this answer was hell shocking for him. I didn't want to reveal this but what could I do? Firstly he threatened me to kill my mom and then calling that person as my father.... How much could I take? Father... Did that person know the meaning of it? Bloody fool! He never talked with me lovingly but always tortured me. From this questionnaire session , I could guess that he was the reason of my kidnapping. That man always gave me trouble but what fault my mom had done? I couldn't let her die, so, I pleaded Sanskar to leave her. But I didn't know what happened to him again, he jerked and left the room.

After he left the room, I was very worried. "What if had he gone to kidnap my mom? Getting my address wasn't a big deal for him. His sudden disappearance made me hell scared. Though I had answered his every question truely, still if he wouldn't believe me and probably if he was going to kidnap my mom then.... No.. No.. He wouldn't do that.. But why not?? How could I trust him? Killing a life was like a cup of tea for him. He had also threatened me. Oh god! please help my mom!" I was thinking about these aspects, when I felt dizzy. I didn't know how many days were passed out and till how long I had to stay here. Was I able to leave this cellular jail alive or not? I was uncertain about all these things. I felt hungry and due to skip of doses; the cramps & nausea were showing their colours. But I couldn't concentrate on these things as I was worried for my mom.

When I was in my own thoughts, the door of the cellular jail opened.. I thought that might be Sanskar had come to complete his questionnaire session. But unlike that, again those two men were coming towards me with a food plate. After seeing them, their old words flashed back in my mind that they would come to tame me. It meant now I was going to loose my *** Oh!! No I couldn't even think like that. One of them came very close to me & asked,"Miss! How are you? Are you missing us? I know, your kidnapper isn't nice to you but we are here. Don't worry, we will take proper care of yours!" And while saying these things, he touched my hands and was swinging it sensuously till my shoulder. I jerked his hand and said,"Back off you Bastard." This time another man came and slapped me hard in such a way that a tiny drop of blood came out from my mouth. But he didn't care about that & shouted,"You Bitch! Earlier you wanted to tell sanskar about us.. Now also showing us attitude. Never mind.. We know how to tame a wild cat." And he came close to me & pressed his body on mine. Due to my cramps, I was unable to move my legs. So, I tried to push him hard in my hands but in vain!.. His hands were now in my neck in a encircling position. Suddenly I hurt him with my big nails. I scratched his neck and shoulder & he shouted in pain & left me at once. Another man couldn't bear this and raged his voice,"We are giving you chance to cooperate but you are not ready for that.. So, due to your that choice, be ready to sense our brutality." (He smirked).. I knew that by my act, I raised their anger and inner devil. So, I couldn't escape from their clutches now. That man came close to me & torn the dress from my back & was touching my backless hungrily. I didn't know what should I do now. As I didn't have any more strength left to fight with them. Suddenly I remembered Sanskar and his words about molestation & shouted in top of my voice, "Sanskar". I didn't remember what happened next.. I felt drowsy & everything blurred....


Credit to: Kashis

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I'm hope Ep 20

The day was passing slowly and faint. It was very difficult to live without hope specifically for that person whose life was depending on that one hope which fulfillment was the only reason of their life.

Our heroine was also one of them, she wanted to be loved and she wanted to love but after that incident, she lost her character in the eyes of the person whom she loved most. But she lost him completely moreover her hope was morbid in the depth of hell. Either Umeed accepted or not but Romana swatted her very badly.

Now she completely ceased that hope which was an aim of her life. She was only passing her life in a way which she never wanted to live.

Shayan went to abroad again for her study, Arman set up his studio and nowadays he was busy in his releasing of his first album that's why he couldn't give time to the business.

Umeed's 6th semester was going on, she was damn busy in business and her study but meanwhile, she didn't cease her web designing work. After daddy, it was her only love. Faraz got admission in MBA in the same university, he also joined his father's business completely and because of the love of Umeed, he became responsible for the passage of time.

Daddy's attitude was so much formal with her, mummy was secluded in the whole matter, she had her own lifestyle. Romana was busy with her routine, but whenever she faced her, she didn't leave chance to taunt on her.

Only Arman was there who stayed normal with her and talked with her with love as elder brother.

After the last meeting with Faraz  in the farmhouse, he never called her or showed his any right on her. While Mr. and Mrs. Agha Haroon called her regularly, often visited her too.

But without hope, she sometimes felt queasy in this pendulum condition of her between hopefulness and hopelessness.

In those faint days, Agha Haroon called her as usual but told her something unusual.

"Umeed! I was thinking to bring you at my home permanently"

She stayed silent for few minutes after hearing his sentence.

"hmm. What should I say in this matter" she murmured while moving her cellphone from one hand to another.

"you should say something on this matter Umeed, this is the decision of your life. Last time I couldn't get approval from you because it was demand of condition which you both are carrying otherwise your father could fix your alliance with anyone and I didn't want to let you go, I know I was being selfish but I don't want to see my daughter with pain and I found myself in this condition which I don't have any right to wipe your tears" his voice was calm and replete with fatherly love for her.

Her heart goo after listening to his words. No matter how destiny treated her in past but she was really fortunate after getting this type of in-laws who treated her more than their son.

"I don't understand what to say.." She stammered in her sweet voice. "I already told Faraz that I've no objection of yours and daddy's decision regarding our wedding"

"this is your obedience and respect for us, but I wanted to know the decision of your heart," he asked again.

She gasped, leaned her head against the back of the chair, this time, she was in her cabin.

"my heart is also wanting the love and affection of you and mom which I'm getting now through the phone. After our marriage, I would have the chance to get this love directly and I would be happy to get this" this time she said happily with the approval of her hearty acceptance.

"and what about the love of Faraz?" This time, agha Haroon's voice had the little bit naughtiness.

Her cheeks turned red while listening the words of her father in law.

"I think I shouldn't talk on this matter with my father-in-law" she stammered with shyness.

"yes! You shouldn't do but I wanted to know do you really wanted to live with your life with my idiot kid?" She could assume the smile in his words clearly.

She smiled amiably after the word of "idiot"

"hmm.. Actually, he's no more now and you don't know how much girls are flatting on your 'idiot' kid" she said with naughtiness, in this few month of their alliance, she became comfortable with agha Haroon and this credit completely went on the credit of agha Haroon.

"my son has a charming personality like his father off course but his mind went on his mother" he laughed.

"I don't think so, I never see any sincere and sensible person in my life except him," she said by her heart this time with seriousness.

"I'm happy you found him satisfying because I was afraid whether I did any injustice with you in the regard of covering up the mistake of my son" this time he also said with seriousness.

After talking with some formal talks, she disconnected the call but his words were stuck in her throat. She wished that her daddy said these words to her either he did any injustice with her or not but he only wanted to get rid of that girl which played with his respect.

*******

After the approval of Umeed which was received by agha Haroon, both families have started the preparation of their wedding. Mummy wanted to do the wedding of one of her child with Umeed. But Arman was busy in making his music career and didn't know why Romana refused to marry so early.

So, mummy had to work with Umeed's wedding. Agha Haroon and his Mrs came regularly for knowing the choice of Umeed for the dresses of the wedding and later functions. Sometimes, Faraz was also with them but both stayed silent in that time. One Mrs. Agha Haroon called her when she was at in university.

She excused her professor then went outside to receive a call. Normally she switched off the mobile during class but after joining the office of Daddy, she vibrated her mobile.

After greeting and formal sentences, Mrs. Agha Haroon came to the point.

"Umeed! Faraz was also in university, I already talked to him and your father too for permission, just go with him for shopping of your wedding dress" she said impassively. Although she was so sweet and polite to her but off course she was her mother-in-law and often she showed this to Umeed too. But still, Umeed was grateful that at least she was not like the mummy.

"now..?" She asked hesitantly.

"no, after university" she answered calmly.

Umeed thought for a while, she didn't want to go with Faraz after her university. Though she didn't have any friend in university but because of her high marking and active part in university, everyone knew her very well. Now if she showed to her mother in law that she even did not mention everyone about the relationship of Faraz and her, then might be she get angry.

She gasped then gave her affirmative answer. After disconnecting the call, she thought about the last time, they met and he entangled his fingers with her. While thinking about his touch between her fingers, unintentionally the color of blush touched her cheeks.

********

After university, she came to the canteen where he and his friends were often sitting after university. But after the alliance with Umeed, he almost ceased the gathering of his bad named friends but still he met with them nicely.

That time, he was just talking to them when she came to you.

"Faraz! Will you please leave early, because I've to leave for office too" without any greeting or formal conversation, he talked with him directly.

Faraz turned to her, she thought that either he would angry on him that why did she come to him when he was in his friends or excused his friends from coming with her but he didn't do like anything which she expected.

He slowly held her hand then talked with his friends again.

"Assalam o Alaikum Bhabhi!" His friends greeted her in one voice.

"Wa-alaikum-assalam.." She greeted them back with little astonishment.

"how are you?" One of them asked her.

"fine" she answered curtly.

"okay, guys! Now I've to leave, but you all have to come to our wedding" he greeted them then dragged her slowly towards the car.

"they knew.." She murmured on the short way on their feet.

"hmm.." He opened the door of him, he wasn't so gentleman to open door for her, she herself opened the door then sat on the front seat with him.

"actually, my every friend know about the craziness of me regarding you, so they were actually so much happy that I got you," he said during starting the car.

"they knew about that incident when.." She tried to say something but he cut her off.

"they don't know, no one knows about that incident except few persons and they would never reveal it and please Umeed! Just forget that incident, we didn't do anything wrong it was only misunderstanding and conspiracy of Romana" he said in bit irritating tone, the hardworking of day and night was tiring his body because he wasn't so much habitual of it.

"you offended.." She said in a very slow voice, inside her heart she didn't want to listen him talking with her like that.

"No Umeed! I'm just want to forget you that incident which is making you sad, either destiny chose us together or not but I only wanted your smile and happiness and still I want to" this time he said calmly.

"I'm happy," she said sulkily.

"yes! I can see" he taunted on her without taking off his eyes from the windscreen.

She started to see outside, the weather was changing abruptly, the hot wind was blowing outside the car but the glass of the window was closed and the air-conditioner was switch on in the car. The silent and cold atmosphere of car making their heart more silent and more arctic. The glacier of that silent was broken out with the voice of sobs of Umeed.

He immediately stopped the car, then turned to her.

"you're crying Umeed"

Umeed was still sobbing without realizing the disturbance on his face by her tears.

He exhaled a deep breath then slowly took her right hand between the both palms.

"I don't ask any question Umeed because I know the reason of your sobbing, I neither give you fake hope nor asked you to stop sobbing, I just want you to trust me and share with me everything which is in your heart then I would be able to turn your sobbing into stars of smile, just give me one chance Umeed, I know because of me you two times disgraced but now.. Now we're in the relationship in which no one can raise question against her, be my sorrow partner Umeed, be my best friend like we were in our childhood" his voice was calm as well as angst with the truthfulness of his words.

She said nothing, just clenched his shirt in her left hand and put her head on his shoulder. The sudden act of her numbed him for a while but after few seconds, he started stroking her hairs and rubbing the back of her hand.

Few minutes of silence passed very slowly between both hearts. Only the heartbeat of him and the voice of sobbing of her which was turned into sniffled were echoing in the car. He already parked his car in the side corner, there was complete silence because of closed doors and windows.

After few minutes, she removed her face from his shoulder with embarrassment plus shyness.

"I'm sorry.." She said with a red face.

"for what?" Though he felt pain but his voice didn't show it because he was becoming mature.

She didn't say what to say answer of it.

"for my act" she murmured.

She tried to disentangle her hands from him but he didn't do that but slowly held her back, dragged her slowly towards him then put his lips on her forehead. She numbed because of his act, after that he put her head on his chest and starting caressing her back.

"you did nothing wrong Umeed, stop blaming yourself for every fault of fate which it has done with you, the life you're passing, you do not really deserve it. That's also a reason I wanted to marry you because I know very well about your desire of father's love as well as my father's desire for a daughter like you, you both are same and you both are near to my heart..." He stopped for a moment, she could clearly hear the heartbeat of his heart, even her heart was also beating loud because this time she was the first time so close to any man, no matter he was her husband but before the wedding, she didn't expect this act from him.

"Umeed! Just give me a chance, a chance to make you happy, give you the same smile which was you're possessing

in our childhood, the smile of hope, the smile of fireflies and the smile of real happiness instead of the fake smile" his soft voice was touching her heart directly.

"I gave you the right.." She murmured slowly while placing her head in comfortable position, clinching his shirt and closing her eyes peacefully.

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Swasan ff:An Incomplete Scrapbook (The Resemblance) Episode 15

Sanskar's POV:
'Sujata, Why have you done this to me? I have always accomplished my responsibilities towards you. Then why do you betray me?
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'Responsibility, Do you even know the meaning of this word? Do you think spending money on your wife is called as responsibility.'
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"Ha! Ha! The money which you are spending lavishly can't available to all. Money is everything. You stupid woman! Can't understand it's value. I have satisfied all your desires. But you! What have you done with me? You have informed police about the business, I am conducting for years together. I won't spare you this time Sujata."
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"Are you threatening me for death? Kill me Ram! I don't want to live this life. I don't want my son to be called as a child of an extortionist."
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'Shut up Sujata! Before I loose my sense. I have done all these things to satisfy my family needs.'
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'To whom do you want to fool? We don't need your money. You have done all these things to satisfy your needs. Don't pull me and my son into this.'
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"Stop Sujata, You are crossing your limit. Don't push me too much to kill you. You don't know how painful it is when the bullet pierces in your heart & punctures the entire body.
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"You are mistaken Ram! Death is painful & easier than life."
BANG.... BANG....
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"Don't kill my mom. Please spare her dad!" And I woke up from my short nap. The same nightmare which I had faced before many years, again popped up in my mind after hearing my target's answer. The same line. An exact resemblance.. The same expressionless brave face... Though I was a slayer and I was devoid of human expressions still I didn't know why I was worried for her now? I couldn't disobey my captain's orders. So, I had to control my emotions. I didn't want to handle my target now. So, I went towards George's cell and started negotiating with him. I had already traced his bank account details. But that bastard was lying to me that he hadn't done anything. I couldn't listen to his lies more. So, I finally ordered him to say the truth or else be prepared to die. He still repeated his old talks. So, I had finally decided that there was nothing left to discuss with him. Before pressing the trigger, I said,"George! There is no place of mercy to a traitor." And I pressed the trigger in rage & anger. "I was merciless & ruthless slayer.. I knew it.. After all it was my job.", for the first time in life I convinced myself after killing a person. I knew the cause of it was none other than my target & her resemblance with my mother. I rushed out of the cell & ordered Alex and Martin to dispose George's dead body.

This resemblance wasn't good for my job. While I was thinking about these aspects, my phone ringed. I came out of my thoughts & saw the caller ID. It was my captain again. He asked me about my target & George. I gave him all the details of George, from his bank account details to his death. My captain was satisfied with this. As my target was getting into my nerves, so I didn't want to handle her now. To get rid of this target, I asked my captain trickily,"Shall I go to the bank to recover those money from his account?" Cutting my words immediately, my captain said,"No need Sanskar! You handle her. Recovery of money from his account can be done by Laksh. He is expert in that. You know that those money can't fulfil my goal. I want my money back from that idiot Shekhar Suryavansi. Are you able to vent out truth regarding that idiot from her mouth?" I was not prepared to answer the last sentence of my captain. So, I just said that I was trying. My captain wasn't convinced with the answer and said to complete this mission as soon as possible & he cut the call.

Despite the fact that I didn't want to face her now, but I didn't have another option. Laksh would handle that case and I had to vent out truth from her mouth. Immediately I rushed to her cell, I found out that she was damn shocked, worried and was also possessing mixture of reactions. But I didn't want to analyze her facial expressions, as that would make me weak which I didn't want to happen at any cost. I was also wearing a mask. So, she couldn't sense my restlessness regarding her. Good for me! It was time to work. She was lying on floor & I put a chair in front of her to sit. As soon as I sat there, she just moved her legs away from me. Her legs were shivering like hell & cramps were coming up. Without analyzing her situations further, I came straight to my point. I said, 'Scared! Huh! Good! Now answer my questions. The sooner you answer, the sooner will be your freedom.' Just then I heard her murmuring sound. I shouted,'Hey you! Speak up early or else you know, what I can do & how far I can go?' But to my surprise, she was saying,'You are a killer! How can you kill a person? Do you feel happy after killing him?' I didn't know what should I feel now. This girl was not at all worried for her fate rather she was asking about my remorse. Strange... Now I couldn't find her in front of me rather I could see my mother in her.. Like she was the small version of my mom. Exactly like her. Thinking for others....... But I controlled my feelings again and snapped her back,"Think about yourself poor girl! The same thing can also happen with you." But still I couldn't find any change in her facial expression and she continued," Look Mr! Have you lost your memory? Or Do you think whatever I have said earlier regarding death, is a lie? Or do you feel I am intoxicated now? Ha.. Ha.. I am not scared of death?" Her similarity with my mother was making me weak in front of her. So I pressed her neck deeply to remind myself about my existence & asked," Don't dare to show your attitude in front of me.. Else I will kill your entire family." This time I could feel the change in her reactions. I didn't know why did that change occur? Was it because I had pressed her neck or in the name of family? Now she pleaded me, "please kill me but spare my mom." I was again shocked, she was requesting me to spare her mom, then what was about her father. I asked her mockingly,'Don't you want your father Mr. Shekhar Suryavansi to live?' Now again her fearful facial expression was changed into rage & she said,"I don't know him. Do what ever you want to do with that man!" "Huh!", I was really shocked by her answer. I again shouted,"Don't act smart with me! Answer me where is your father?" To my surprise, she shouted," Don't call that man my father. I don't know him. If you want to kill, then go ahead & kill him.. Still if you are not satisfied then you can also kill me. But spare my mother." I thought that might be she was playing mind games with me. She must have known about his father but wanted to divert my mind. I threatened her this time,"I will kill your mother first if you don't tell truth regarding your father." And my this statement had worked. She pleaded,"I swear! I don't know about Mr. Shekhar Suryavansi. He is hiding now due to his loss of illegal shares. I don't have any contact with him. He is not my father. I am telling truth. Please leave my mother. Don't include her. She is innocent. She doesn't have any hand in Mr. Shekhar Suryavansi's illegal business." Her statements had made deep impact on me. What had she said? Not his father... I questioned myself,"Is she lying to me? No sanskar.. Look at her expressions.. She was telling truth." Being a slayer, it was not difficult for me to judge a person. As soon as I was convinced that she was not lying, I couldn't see her as my target anymore, rather I was viewing myself in her place. The same pain I had faced earlier. Just Like her, I also couldn't call 'Ram Prasad' as my father. I was feeling suffocated and was unable to continue this questionnaire session further and left the room. Before leaving that room, I heard her shout, "Leave my mom... Don't kill her."


Credit to:Kashis

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I'm Hope Ep 19

"Are you really that nice" Umeed's voice was low bur replete with emotions.

"just for you" he said politely like flow of lake.

She gasped then peered his handsome face, he was wearing dress code of office with tie which knot he loosened up. He was brushing his hairs after  every two minutes, because of it his hairs was roughly scattered on his tiny forehead. His shave was trimmed but looked good on him. He was no more dirty child of their school days, he had grown up and could beaten up any girl's heart. Special his hazel green eyes, could make spell on anyone.

Then why, why did she never notice him? Why her heart attracted to that person who was chosen by her sister and why her sister did this to her without any fault or mistake.

Many questions arose in her mind but she had no answer of any of them.

"what are you thinking now?" After her long silence, he pressed her hand slowly, she boggled with his touch on her hand then suddenly disentangled her hands from him. He noticed her shyness pr rudeness but said nothing because now he was learning to view half filled glass. His half filled glass was her heartily approval for their alliance.

She stood up from her place, slammed her bag on her shoulder.

"I should go now" she murmured while watching the time on her wrist watch.

"first answer my question.." He held her hand and said in pleading voice.

She peered her husband then gasped on his pleading voice.

"I've no hurry to marry and also I've no objection on our wedding but I wanted to give this decision to our elders,

I'm heartily agreed on the date of our marriage which they would decide" she said in polite and firm voice while free her hands from his grip.

"don't do it again please" she signed to his act of holding her hand.

"don't I have right of this?" His voice was replete with full of emotions.

She wanted to deny but she already told that she had accepted their alliance so now she couldn't reject her own words.

"yes! You've but along with that, we should know about the boundaries which our parents drew between us"

He nodded on her answer moreover stayed silent.

They silently left the lounge of farm house, the weather was calm now moreover the beauty of farm house was increasing the amiability of weather but the two hearts were silent on this romantic weather and surrounding.

She opened the door of her car then rushed away from there while he was absorbing the view of her car while it vanished from his sight.

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She reached at office, unfortunately Romana was waiting for her with Shayan. Arman was dealing international project that's why, he wasn't in country and Umeed was dealing with local projects.

"where were you aapi?" She asked in sweet but sharp voice while Shayan looked indifferent in this matter.

"Faraz called me" she told in busy tone.

"you should ask daddy before meeting with Faraz Bhai" she chewed every word of her sentence.

"actually Faraz is my husband, neither fiance nor boyfriend like Shayan of you, so I don't need anyone's permission

to meet with my husband" she sat on her chair, placing her stuff on the glass table.

Romana fumed after listening her indirect taunt.

"but you should know about our boundaries too" she reminded her in sharp voice.

Shayan tried to interrupt but Romana also jerked his hand too. That time Umeed became grateful to God that at least he was not her fiance.

"don't interrupt Shayan in our sister's matter" Umeed told to Shayan calmly while smiling significantly.

Shayan looked confuse after watching her meaningful smile.

"why are you smiling like that?" Romana asked with astonishment.

"I was thinking actually..." She took pen from table then opened the next meeting's file.

"that I should be grateful to you that you've created that incident and I got the life partner like Faraz, otherwise according to your plan, if I stuck in your trap which you made by Shayan and started to love this jackass, then obviously I would regret to choose him. But offcourse because of you, destiny made Faraz to my life partner and

I'm really grateful to you to do that plan"

Both Shayan and Romana's faces were changing during her every word.

She smiled mischievously after completing her words and after giving them big shock.

"yes! I'm Mahar mah! Papa's boy" she said while looking in the eyes of Shayan.

"Umeed.. I..." He murmured but she raised her hands.

"I don't want to listen anything from your mouth, honey dear!" She turned to Romana then said "please go from there with your idiot fiance because I've to work"

Romana stood up with anger while Shayan in confusion plus embarrassment.

"you shouldn't forget that this is my daddy's office" she wanted to show her right on this building.

"oh! I didn't know that?" She did mockery with her while looking into her eyes directly.

"but you should remember that your daddy has a son who doesn't have interest in business but in his singing only and a daughter who doesn't have mind to set up the business and chose a depended life partner, so only I left to carry this business.." She said calmly.

"now please leave" her voice was arctic cold.

Shayan dragged her towards the door and she smiled amiably with hundred of shades.

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