This FanFiction Written by Anu My Friend ..

Part-1
Location-Delhi
Rangeela's Pov
I sat of my bike comfortably as it rode throught the busy streets of Delhi. Yes, I'm here again, in the heart of the country. I don't know why Malik sends me again and again to Delhi. After my last visit I hardly wanted to be here. The last time I came here, I conned a girl, married her, took her to Behrehempur then gave her to Malik as his wife. Great! Just great. God knows what blunder is gonna happen this time. Though Shivani...Or I should say Malik's wife was a cry baby. Like how much can a person cry? But no matter what no person deserves it, no one deserves to be cheated at all. But for a place like Behrehempur where murders were daily and normal affairs, things like cheating were not even taken into consideration. She is perfectly the girl my Malik and Sahib wanted. Innocent, weak, quite, timid, frightened and who
Can't stand up for herself and her rights. She will just follow whatever Malik will say.

My chain of thoughts were broken as I felt my bike loosing it's balance and then stopped abruptly.
Turning the key I tried to start it again... But it didn't work. After a few more failed attempts I give up
'Damn!' I banged my hand on the handle irritated.
I looked around only to find myself in the middle of a deserted road. Travelling from all the rushy roads, I now stood in one of the most secluded streets of the city with a damaged bike ofcourse.
It's already near sunset and I need to reach the assigned place before dark, do the work and return back k by night. But now? I'm stuck here.

'What a luck!' I groaned kicking my bike n got off it.
"Need some help?" I heard a sweet feminine voice near me. I turned to face left, only to find a girl on a white scooty beside me. I gave her a blank look.
"Koi madad chahiye apko?" She repeated herself, this time in hindi.
What was the need to switch language? She thinks I'm illetrate?
"No thanks!" I replied rudely.
"I guess apki bike kharab ho gayi hai?" She tried again
"Ji hogayi hai! Toh? Aap mechanic hain?" I glared her
"Aree! Bade badtameez hain aap" She widened her eyes.
"Maine kya Kiya? Aap hi aayi thi mujhe pareshaan karne."
"Mai aapko pareshaan karne aayi thi?" Her jaw almost dropped.
"Toh aur kya karne ayi thi?"
"Aree mujhe laga aap musibat mai hain...Aapki bike kharab ho gayi..Apko Kahi Jana hoga...iss raste pe koi mechanic bhi nahi millega isliye socha apki thodi help kardu..Apko lift dedu. Per aap toh base Ajeeb admi hain." She humped.
I m actually stuck..And getting late..If I don't reach on time Malik will be upset.
I saw her starting her scooty...And before  she could press the accelerator and zoom away..I shouted
"Stopp!"
"What!?" She glared
"See...Vaise I don't need any help...Per apka itta hi man hai help kerna ka..Aur aap itta hi force ker Rahi Hain toh I'll let u help me." I sighed and she widened her eyes and glared me.
"Accha theek hai!" I started again "I'm really stuck and need a lift so..." Though I should have ended my sentence with a please...But I don't request people...I never will.
She kept glaring me for a few more seconds as if expecting a please, then the sighed
"Theek hai baitho."
"Tumhare peeche?"
I made a disgusting face
"Toh kya apni scooty tumhare haath mai dedu taki tum isko bhed do Kahi Jake"
I sighed n sat beside her quietly.
Can a Delhi visit ever be simple for me? I thought as she started her scooty and zoomed through the roads.

To be continued...
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