Fan Fictions


In Search -Powder FF (Epilogue up) (Page 18)

Post Reply New Post

Page 18 of 18

Page 1 Page 17
Page   of 18




Joined: 10 February 2009

Posts: 3078

Posted: 09 November 2011 at 1:14am | IP Logged
Thank you, Pari.

As a part of my 'closure movement' (LOL) I have decided to complete all my incomplete stories, and well, 'In Search' is one of them. It isn't my best, but it holds a very special place in my heart. I am going to post the last chapter, and it will be followed by the epilogue.
Thank you, all, for being with me on this fictional journey of two characters, who are as disparate as they come!


Edited by Pooj@ - 09 November 2011 at 1:14am

Dear Guest, Being an unregistered member you are missing out on participating in the lively discussions happening on the topic "In Search -Powder FF (Epilogue up) (Page 18)" in Fan Fictions forum. In addition you lose out on the fun interactions with fellow members and other member exclusive features that India-Forums has to offer. Join India's most popular discussion portal on Indian Entertainment. It's FREE and registration is effortless so JOIN NOW!




Joined: 10 February 2009

Posts: 3078

Posted: 09 November 2011 at 1:16am | IP Logged

Chapter XV

She watched him with her characteristic earnestness and he could sense his resolve wavering. When no further reply was forthcoming, Brinda decided she had had enough. So she got up, and decided to walk away from him, and his life.


"Jab tum pehle office mein aayi thi, I didn't know what to do with myself."


Her feet stopped out of their own accord and she half turned, listening to him. His face was swathed in darkness and light, and he spoke on, in his low, deep voice.


"Tumne mujhe chauvinist kaha, and though it irked me, I found it funny. Jab hum Chambal mein gaye, tab mujhe pata chala ki ye sirf dosti nahi hain shayad. Aur jab tum rajasthan gayi, tab mujhe ehsaas hua, ki haan, main theek tha. Mere liye, ye sirf dosti nahi thi."


She bowed her head. He mirrored her sentiments, after all.


He walked upto her, and looking at her in the eyes, he said slowly, clearly. "Main tumse pyar karta hoon'par'"


She snorted derisively. "Par'Par kya?"


"Tum ye job pasand karti ho. Tumhar Mumbai mein ek jindagi hain, jo mein tumhe chodne ke liye keh nahi sakta. Isi liye, Brinda, isi mod par humari zindagiyan alag hone wali hain. Par main chahta hoon, ki tumhe pata ho, ki agar halat kuch aur hote, toh shayad humari zindagi alag hoti."


She smiled, her eyes watery. She wasn't going to cry. It had been accursed from the start. A guy with a slum upbringing, a girl with a sheltered Malabar Hills life. Him, with his street smarts and gun-happy attitude, and her, with an expensive college degree and polished English. Him, with his chauvinism and her, with the tendency to take even the most innocent responses as an affront.


And him, with a bribe charge over his head. And her, the officer who had arrested him.


It was never meant to be. But that hadn't meant that she wouldn't lose her heart to him. They had no future. In some other lifetime, perhaps.


It was time to clear the air, and come to closure. Her life awaited her. Her parents, her job, and'Vaibhav. She decided to try and forget him, and make a satisfactory, if not a happy life with Vaibhav. And he would do the same with some other girl.


"So, this is it?"


Weeks of tedious assignments, late night coffee and banter, encounters and interrogation and a frenzied quest to end Mumbai's biggest drug dealer's racket, it had come to a goodbye on the very streets their relation had begun.


She hugged him briefly and left with him their dreams and hopes that would never be. He reveled in her scent and the feel of her in hiss arms for a while, imprinting it on his memory and willing himself to let go.


He kissed her once, as a mark of the brief time, when she was his and he was hers, and so that she would remember it forever.


They disentangled, and turned, back to their lives and the long walk home.

Edited by Pooj@ - 09 November 2011 at 1:16am

The following 3 member(s) liked the above post:

rnfandeboosehar mehrotramishti_17




Joined: 07 November 2009

Posts: 28517

Posted: 10 November 2011 at 10:58am | IP Logged
Nicely written Pooja..

Got me nostalgic...

The following 1 member(s) liked the above post:





Joined: 10 February 2009

Posts: 3078

Posted: 20 December 2011 at 10:44pm | IP Logged



Twenty eight years later


Brinda bent down, a final salute to the man who had shaped her career and been a life-long inspiration. Usmaan had finally departed – as a satisfied but a tired man. There was nothing more in Mumbai now. She had resigned from the job years ago, before the birth of her daughter, who had made a new life for herself in Australia. Vaibhav had tried to make their marriage work, but she had failed to, and they were no longer shackled to each other. He parents had died years ago and she had not bothered to remain in touch with her relatives and the co-workers. She liked her solitude.


She got up, when her eyes rested on a man across the room. It couldn't be.


"Mahen?" she said softly, walking up to him. His smile was devoid of the cockiness, but was still playful. "Brinda," he said simply.


It was almost ironic. It was Usmaan, due to whom they had met. And again, the man had been the reason for their meeting, after all these years. They took their leave and walked down the road out of habit.


"How are you?" He asked, gently.


She just shrugged. "I'm fine. It's good to see you."


"It's good to see you too. It's been what, twenty-"


"Twenty eight years."


"Did you…do you…have children?"


She smiled. "A daughter."




She turned to him. "Aaj bhi personal questions na puchne ki tameez nahi hain tum me Mahen!"


He laughed. "Apnon se kya chupana Brinda?"


She had to smile at that. "Divorced. It's been almost thirteen years."


He looked pained. "I…didn't get married."


She looked away. It was too painful to talk about the past that could have been.


But there was no restriction on the future, was there?






"Would you like to have a cup of coffee with me?"


The following 2 member(s) liked the above post:



Senior Member


Joined: 12 May 2009

Posts: 614

Posted: 28 May 2012 at 6:30am | IP Logged
Hi pooja,kaise ho?Samajh nahi aa raha kya likho, itne dino baad comment kar rahi ho.Clg ki vajah se itne dino se comment nahi kar pai.
Mahida apne apne raste...Last hug...Ek dum perfect ending...Kyuki asli maza toh tabhi hata jab hero-heroine mil pate.Na mil pane ka dard...Aur yahi to sacha pyaar hota hai...Jab do log mil nahi pate...Na kabhi milenge.,fir bhi ek dosre se pyaar karte hai...Mahida...Never meant to be...
I miss those old days...Woh feeling jo mahida ko lekar hoti thi n our powder form frs

Post Reply New Post

Go to top

Related Topics

  Topics Topic Starter Replies Views Last Post
SUNSHINE (MG) Epilogue PAGE 136 (9th/Nov/2011)

2 3 4 5 6 7 ... 144 145

smj1977.shruti 1159 116276 18 June 2014 at 2:05am
By sweety_priya
**MG SS Will you love me??**!EPILOGUE PG 92

2 3 4 5 6 7 ... 102 103

sweety.2 822 82109 16 September 2013 at 10:23am
By babygurl10
UPS & DOWNS (MG) Epilogue (page117) 23rdJUl

2 3 4 5 6 7 ... 126 127

smj1977.shruti 1012 130334 07 April 2013 at 11:34pm
By arshipremi
-Ehtesaab- SSmaaneet EPILOGUE NOTE PG145

2 3 4 5 6 7 ... 143 144

muskanp 1147 128366 01 January 2013 at 4:58am
By rashi_jain
You Found Me - ArSh OS (For Sri) Epilogue PG 6

2 3 4 5 6 7 8

DulceAmor 61 5548 18 April 2012 at 2:21pm
By blessed4

Forum Quick Jump

Forum Category

Active Forums

Fan Fictions Topic Index

Limit search to this Forum only.


Disclaimer: All Logos and Pictures of various Channels, Shows, Artistes, Media Houses, Companies, Brands etc. belong to their respective owners, and are used to merely visually identify the Channels, Shows, Companies, Brands, etc. to the viewer. Incase of any issue please contact the webmaster.