GHULAAM
A RANIKA FANFICTION
BY ANU PARSHHOLIC
Rangeela's POV
I walked through​ the coridoors of the haveli, walking towards the basement room where the scooty-wali-ladki is locked. I haven't seen my Malik after the morning incident- Mayra's suicide- I don't wish to either. What he did to that poor girl was so wrong..That for the first time in my life I felt angry on him. We have taken many lives.. blessing some with instant death and punishing some with tortures, but never did I thought of doing any such thing to a girl. I remember once one off our men tried to force a girl..I had shot him on spot. Sadly I can never in my wildest dreams do that to my God. I sighed again thinking of the morning incident. No one like always was bothered seeing a dead body in their own Angan. They were too used to it. Yeah I can say Rashmi Malkin and Shivani Malkin were a little scared..They both are too new to it. A few minutes later the incident... our men discarded her body out of the haveli. They would have probably buried her in the near by forest, that's what we do with most of the bodies.
Coming back to the present, I glanced at the plate loaded with food in my hand. Yes I was taking food to the scooty-wali-ladki down the basement. We haven't given her anything to eat since she is here. She will end up dying out of hunger now. And I don't want that to happen... Don't ask me the reason.. Because I don't know, but the thought of her being unwell or unsafe does not give me a nice feeling... Weired!

Finally reaching the room... I, supporting the plate with one hand, used another to unlock the door.

The door opened and the little light from outside the door made the vision possible. I walked inside and roamed my eyes around to look for the girl I was here for.

Rotating my eyes from here to there, I finally spotted her sitting in a corner, her face dug in her arms that were wrapped around her keens. Sleeping? Crying? Passed out? Or dead? I wondered. Not the last one please... Something inside me said.
I walked over to her, keeping the plate aside I sat infront of her.
I softly patted her shoulder to wake her up
I patted again with more force.
She moved a little, slightly shrugged her shoulders as if discarding my hand away unconsciously.

Not dead, I sighed. Just sleeping.
"Oye miss Delhi! Utho" I patted her again
"Uh!" She didn't bother to get up..Rather adjusted her head more comfortably and slept again.
"Aree scooty-wali-ladki utho" I shook her this time.
"Sone do na" she pushed my hand away irritated.
I sighed.

I was worried that she would have been in shock after today..she would have been upset and crying...per yaha toh yeh ghode bech ke so Rahi.
"Ghode bik gaye tumhare saare, Isse pehele ki tum bik jao get up!" I said annyoed.
She did not react, then after few seconds lifted her face with a blank expression.

"What the hell did u just say?" Her blank expression changes to are you gone case? Wala expression.
I rolled my eyes at her.
"Kuch nahi!"
She glared me hard and was about to to sleep again, when I stopped her
"Kya problem hai tumhari?" She yelled annyoed.
I slightly shifted back and placed the plate of food infront of her.
She glanced at the plate, and then at me.

"Thank God, tumlogo Ko pata hai khana kha hota hai. I thought u guys don't know anything beyond guns and killing. I thought I'm going to be starved to death." She sighed and picked up the plate and started to eat. I thought we had kinda hostage-d her, but here she is acting like a well invited guest. I roled my eyes yet again.
I kept sitting silently as she continued to eat. After a few seconds of silence..I finally spoke up.

"Malik ne kuch tay Kiya hai tumhare liye." I looked at her expecting her to freak out, shout, panick and cry. That's obvious for her to get scared thinking something worst after what happened with mayra.
She stopped eating and looked up me with a blank expression. She kept staring me for a few seconds, then asked
"Kya?" With a 'duh' tone. I expected to hear fear in her voice..But nothing. Has she gone insane with the shock of her death.

"Hum tumhe marenge nahi" I said and waited for her reaction.
"Thanku for your mercy lord!" She taunted me glaring "will you mind proceeding now?"
I glared her back.
"Tum yahi rahogi, humare saath... Chaudhary ki Ghulaam banke" he said in a firm voice.
"Yahi reh gaya tha abh" she cringed and after a few seconds picked her plate again and duged in.
I looked at her Confused at the way she was reacting to everything.

"Tum pagal hogayi ho kya?"
She nodded in a yes but refused to look up.
Irritated by her behaviour I got up to leave, as soon as I reached the threshold..I heard her shout.

"Oyee colourful sunno!"
Knotting my eyebrows, I turned to face her
"Colourful?"
"Haan..Yahi Naam tha na tumhara?" She gave me a blank look.
"Rangeela hai mera Naam" I glared her.
"Haan toh Rangeela colourful..Sabh same same" she said in a let it be tone. I face palmed my self. "Sachme pagal hogayi hai" I thought.

"Yeh sabzi bahut gandi banni hai..Cook change karo tum log." She cringed.
"Tumhare liye 5 start restaurant se khana laye?" I glared her Wales away locking the room like before.

What is wrong with her? I was expecting her to be broken after her friend's death..And here she is acting stupid. Karna kya chahati hai? I thought to myself. This miss Scooty has started to haunt my thoughts a little too much. I groaned.

Precap- When fictional imagenation comes across fictional reality. What will happen when our beloved and bold Radhika will come across the fearful and timid Shivani.

Radhika and Shivani's face-off😉

To be continue!