GHULAAM
A RANIKA FANFICTION
BY Anu ParshHolic

Radhika's POV
Ouch! I winced as the sharp end on the pin stung on my shoulder.
Rubbing the the spot to sooth the pain I continued to work with the pin again. In the next attempt, I finally succeeded in the closing the pin. I sighed in relief as the 'dupatta' was now correctly pinned on it's place. I looked at my reflection claded in a simple faded and old lehenga, on the full window glass. Brushing my hair away, I walked away from my room. A few days have passed by Mayra's death, 8days to be precise. I'm still stuck with the chaudharys'. Things are still same they were when I came here, neither changed the cruelty of Chaudhary-s not changed my determination of my revenge.
I was no longer kept locked in that dark basement room, rather I was given another room in the servants quarter. The room was so small that it could only accommodate a single mattress a pair of chairs and a stool, basically as big as a jail cell.
But that's fine! The room had lighting and I don't feel like a human-bat anymore, plus I wasn't kept locked in..I was allowed out the room. As rangeela had told me earlier that his so called Malik wants to to make me their 'ghulaam' basically a servant like others who work for them. Better this way, it makes it easier for me to think of any plan and execute it.
I walked out still thinking of the things I'll do to these Chaudhary-s. I won't spare them..never!
Every night I would lay on my matress..all awake. Thinking of everything these cruel people did to my friends. The pain of my loss still persists, it always will. All that changed are my tears. My tears and my sorrow is converted into anger, all I want is revenge over them. Ah! Obviously I could just kick a gun-man, pick his gun and shoot him to death. But that's it? Just that much for all what he did? Never! I have sweared to make him regret his very existence...and I'll make sure that happens.
I was walking still lost in my thoughts, when I banged hard in a moving wall. Wall? Moving? What!?
I rubbed my forehead to ease the pain and looked up to see an irritated Rangeela glaring me.
"Aandhi ho kya? Dikhta nahi?" He pressed his head as well. Impactful head bump it was!
"Haan! Tum jaise ke dekhne ka koi shauk nahi. Andhi hi Hun." I rolled my eyes and proceeded to walk away.
Catching a hold on my wrist he pulled me back to my previous position.
"Zaban zyada nahi chalti tumhari?" He glared me again.
I nodded sweetly.
"Chalti hai na! Aur.."
I pulled my hand away from his grip. And stumped my foot hard on his. He yelped in pain and jumped up in reaction.
"Aur laat bhi chalti hai" I smirked at him.
"You!" He shouted, pinning my wrist on my back and pulling me closer. He pulled his gun out and pointed at me, with his eyes oozing fire.
Scared? Frightened? Me? Nada! I chuckled internally at his efforts to scare me. As if he is gonna shoot.
I raised my right eyebrow at him and pressed my lips in order to suppress a mocking smile.
He rolled his eyes, twitched his lips and withdrew the gun.
"Okay okay!" He left me and looked away from my face which clearly was teasing him for his failed attempt of scaring me.
"Do you just keep this gun as a showpiece it even use it?" I finally chuckled out at him.
He narrowed his eyes at me, and lifted his gun, with its front up in the air. He pressed out its trigger and *boom* shot a bullet in the air. Bringing his gun down, he puffed it, like they do in Bollywood movies, and smirked.
"Bas?" I raised my brow again
"What bas?"
"Kuch nahi" I chuckled, patted his shoulders and walked away giggling.
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Rangeela's Pov
"Kuch nahi" she chuckled, teasingly, patted his shoulders and walked away giggling.
I huffled in annoyance. But soon my lips streched into a slight smile and I shook my head.
The gun that has shot so many people to death toll now, that I lost count to it, refuses my fingers to move to its trigger when she is at aim. Bruh! As if I was actually gonna shoot her. I was just scaring her..even after know so well that she won't be scared.
Rangeela! You r loosing it. I banged my hand over my head to get my mind in place, as if it will work. I'll go mad soon. I sighed and continued walking to where I was supposed to.

To be continue...