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Black Tulips: The Dark hour

Discussion in 'Stories (Fiction)' started by Khushi78, Aug 19, 2015.

  1. Khushi78

    Khushi78 Silver IL'ite

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    There are stories and then there are love stories.
    There are passionate stories and then there are dark passionate love stories. I present here a bouquet of Black Tulips, mysterious and dark stories of love, passion and demeanor. Hope you all like it
    :).

    The Dark Hour

    Half the year was over and the calendar had turned to July. Indira came to office as usual made the regular pleasantries and sat down at her desk. After a while she tried to boot her PC.
    “Hello”, “This is Indira from H.R, my PC is refusing to boot, can some1 come to help me” ? Indira called the facility team.
    “ Ya sure Mam” , “ I ll be right there. Said the voice on the other side.
    She was browsing through the newspaper when he came searching for a Indira Madam.
    “Mam, I am Harsh, from the facility team”, he said on locating her. She nodded and told about the PC. As he got busy with the PC, Indira sat opposite fiddling with her cell. In no time the PC was up and running and Indira thanked him with her usual smile signing off the call report.
    He too smiled back and for a moment the cute smile caught Indira’s attention. The day went as usual and so did the week.

    Harsh, may be a fresh graduate from college had joined the facility team recently. Many a times in corridors and on the steps, Harsh would greet Indira with ‘hi mam’ and Indira too could not resist giving him, her most beautiful smile. Any requests for updations, installations on her systems were attended in time and to be said really fast.

    Harsh used to visit her floor quite often. May be all the PCs in her department were helping him out. A cute smile while coming and a cute smile while leaving. Many a times Indira caught him staring at her from cubicles. As their eyes would meet he used to look away. Indira could realise the admiration in his eyes. She was relishing the crush he was having on her. She was enjoying the attention. The attention was giving her a high.

    That day, Indira again lodged a call to Facility team and left her name, upset to hear someone else on the phone. “Where is he?” Said a faint voice inside her. Harsh appeared with his cutest smile ever and little teenage Indira hiding in her said a small ‘thank u’ to lord. The sparkle in his eyes is what she loved to see. To avoid being in the cubicle, Indira just went around in the department, pulled the chair of an empty cubicle but she could feel two deep eyes were following her. She too looked into those eyes to find an answer. Of-course they sneakily looked at the machine in front of him but she could not find the answer. What did they want? Her own self also asked, ‘What is happening to you? Why is that look sending shivers through your spine?’.....”Hormones I think” she cursed. 36 year old Indira was gorgeous and had the most wonderful smile. But his smile too was having an impact.
    To her surprise, after he left, she saw a cell number on her notepad and a question ……”COFFEE?” Indira could not lie to herself that she was angry. She was not. Deep inside her heart she was enjoying the question. But a married Indian woman, what should she do? She just turned the notepad page but was not able to tear it and throw it away.
    The next few days he came many a times to her floor but no smiles, no pleasantries. The teeny Indira was upset and the woman in her smiled and chided her. She missed the glares and the glow on his face which she stealthily saw each time he entered her department.
    Indira saw an SMS one day. Again…. “Coffee?”. It was definitely not so difficult to get her mobile number. She frantically searched that notepad. SMS from the same number. All her values, ethics, teachings compelled her to complain but she could not. May be she had developed what people call a soft corner. The frequencies of the SMSs increase. Sometimes smiles sometimes jokes sometime quotes on friendship and love but she never replied to them.

    To be continued…………….
     
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    Re: Black Tulips: The Dark hour -Episode 1

    Amazing start with a good narration Khushi..
     
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    Re: Black Tulips: The Dark hour -Episode 1

    Thanks @meril :)
     
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    Hi @khushi78

    wow wat a wonderful start

    think its going to be a different luv story

    please put regular updates, am eagerly waiting
     
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    Re: Black Tulips: The Dark hour -Episode 1

    Thanks @Mahavid....will post it soon :thankyou2:
     
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    Re: Black Tulips: The Dark hour -Episode 1

    good start :)
     
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    Re: Black Tulips: The Dark hour -Episode 1

    Very nice start!
     
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    Re: Black Tulips: The Dark hour -Episode 1

    :thankyou2: @nivsrini and @yukthasri
     
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    Re: Black Tulips: The Dark hour -Episode 2

    Few Weeks later:

    The task of conducting an orientation session for the new recruits was given to Indira. A perfectionist as she was, she wanted the event, that was to be conducted at the companies Khandala guesthouse, to go without a flaw. All concerned were roped in, even the facility team.
    The event started of very well. The week-long event was lined up with activities, assignments, discussions, and guest lectures. Indira was busy coordinating such that each individual event was a success. The new recruits were having a great time with some flirting’s, mischiefs, laughter and jokes. Friendships were building. Harsh, who had accompanied the facility team could not take his eyes of Indira who was standing tall in a sari and looked ravishing. Indira though busy with the event noticed the gazes. Each time she crossed a mirror, she stole a glance at herself. Did she see her face in the mirror or searched for those deep eyes and cute smile she herself wondered.

    Beep went Indira’s Mobile, “Gorgeous in sari ;)”. “Why am I not able to block this number?”. She thought

    To lighten the whole atmosphere and bring in a little cheer, one of the evenings was a celebration of youth with high spirits, songs and dance. New recruits dressed to their best, not to miss any opportunity to continue the flirting’s. The event managers too took a break from the hectic events and chilled out a bit.
    Indira draped a shawl and walked through the garden enjoying the solitude.

    ‘Hi Mam’, came a voice from the back and she turned. He had got the chance he wanted. Indira too could not resist and smiled.
    “What are u doing here? “ Not enjoying the party?
    ‘No Mam, don’t like all that much’. Indira was surprised at the answer. Can I be with u for a while? Walk with u down the lane?

    “OK Fine”, she said hesitatingly, but again her enigmatic smile came on her face. Of course, she was enjoying the attention. He put his hand on his heart as if he was about to get a heart attack and did a little jig of falling down. For Indira’s it was having a time machine effect. She had suddenly got transported into her college days when so many boys used to wait for the glimpse of her smile. Indira was feeling received, pampered.

    While they were treading the road discussing about his college, studies family, her work and many a minuscule things, the N5 Chanel perfume Indira was wearing was mesmerizing him. Many a times during the walk their hands caressed each other. They got quite engrossed in talking when Indira tripped over a stone, Harsh gripped her shoulder and this 10 seconds of touch made her heart leap in her mouth.

    They had not gone very far and they heard a thunder. Tiny viny droplets of drizzling rain started caressing their faces. In an impromptu moment Harsh took her hand and they started running back towards the guest house. Another thunder and they increased their pace and so did the size of the droplets. Soon they were inside her cottage getting rid of the raindrops and smiling, when they were suddenly surrounded by darkness.

    “Ooh Power cut, I’ll see if there is a torch”, said Indira. But before she could go a strong hand clasped her wrist and pulled her towards him. He slid his hand on her curvaceous waist. His index finger did the small job of removing the strands of wet hair from her beautiful face. The small droplets of water on her face shone like due-drops on wet grass in the lightning that was flashing. It was not a strong grip that she could not break free. But somehow his proximity was giving her the warmth needed in cold chilly winter. He gaze was fixed at her eyes. Slowly he his face tilted and he planted his lips on hers. A loud sound reverberated and lightning again flashed like an electric current separating them. Harsh gathered himself, his eyes still on her. He just blew a mischievous kiss and sprinted away.

    To be continued………….
     
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    Re: Black Tulips: The Dark hour -Episode 1

    Hi Kushi, what kind of a love story is this? are there any such things happen in real live too? wondering and your explanation was just awesome. Write still more lengthy ones dear...
     

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