TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 5

 

PART 5

 

Aarti and Yash were sitting in Yash's cabin and were working on the designs for two hours. Aarti was very unsure of Yash's motives in the beginning but now after sitting with for two hours and talking to him about nothing but work, she had realized that Yash was just a normal human being who had faults in him but was also good in different ways.
Yash had been working with Aarti for two hours and had come to realize that she was great at her work as well. Somewhere his belief that men were better than women in everything and women always needed men in their lives was shaking. He didn't know when but Aarti had showed him her absolute independent side. She had come across as a very self-confident and smart girl. Yash was starting to believe that he might be wrong in his initial thoughts.
Aarti suddenly started looking at the clock every now and then. Yash looked suspiciously at Aarti wondering what was bothering her so much. He leaned a little towards Aarti, "What's bothering you Aarti?" Aarti looked into Yash's eyes and she could read the genuine care in his eyes, "I had to pick Ansh from his school. Can I bring him here? I don't keep him away." Yash looked at this ferocious tigress who was currently the gentle and caring mother. He absolutely adored these various faces of Aarti, "Of course you can bring Ansh here. You didn't even have to ask me for that Aarti." Aarti looked surprisingly at this man sitting in front of her. He was really a mystery for her. Sometimes, he was as sharp as a knife and sometimes he was as soft as a flower. She wondered if she could ever understand him. She whacked her head for letting such thoughts penetrate her mind, "Mr. Scindia.." Yash nodded his head negatively, "Call me Yash, Aarti." Aarti hesitated a little, "Yash, It will take me a while to get him because I don't have my scooty and I will have to take an auto. Ok?" Yash looked at Aarti with a serious face, "No ways Aarti." Aarti gulped her saliva at his sternness and Yash instantly smiled, "Let's go and pick Ansh in my car." Yash held her hand and dragged Aarti towards his car. Everyone in the office looked at Yash and Aarti disbelievingly. Aarti jerked Yash's hand, "Yash, you really don't have to bother. I can go and pick my son." Yash looked at Aarti sternly, "Aarti, but how will you go alone?" Aarti shook her head at Yash's chauvinism that was inflicted in him, "I have always been going alone Yash and so I can do the same today as well." Yash couldn't control his anger and pushed Aarti inside the car, "You don't have to boast of your feminism every time Aarti. I want to help and I will, you like it or not." Yash sped the car towards Ansh's school. Both of them reached school to see Ansh sitting scared on a tree outside school. Aarti gasped seeing Ansh up there, "Ansh, what are you doing up there?" Ansh sniffled, "I'm sorry mumma. I climbed on the tree to pluck some guavas but I'm stuck here now. I can't get down." Ansh suddenly noticed Yash standing there with Aarti and grinned, "Dadda is here mumma. I'll jump down and he'll catch me." Yash's face lit with the amount of faith this child had in him, "Yes Ansh, Dadda will catch you. Jump down." Ansh was about to jump when Aarti stopped him, "Ansh don't jump like that. Keep your feet one level down and then jump. Mumma will hold you." Yash looked at Aarti unbelievingly, "Aarti, you're a girl. You won't be able to catch him. Let me do it." Aarti showed her hand to Yash, "You don't have to boast of your chauvinism every time Yash." Yash's face fell. This time he really wasn't trying to prove anything. He just wanted to live up to Ansh's faith. Aarti looked at Yash's sad face but chose to ignore. She wanted to give a blow to Yash's high thoughts of men. Aarti asked Ansh to jump down and held him safely. She kissed him all over his face and Ansh chuckled, "Mumma, you always get scared." Aarti slapped him lightly, "Of course mumma does get scared because you're her life baby."

Yash, Aarti and Ansh reached Shah Corporations and Ansh curiously looked around, "Mumma, whose office is this?" Before Aarti could answer Ansh, Yash picked up Ansh in his arms, "This is somewhat your Dadda's office Ansh. I'm the Director of this company." Ansh's face lighted up at this wonderful news and he kissed Yash. Aarti didn't like this closeness between Ansh and Yash. She was very insecure because of what Yash had said last night. She knew he was using her baby for his benefit. Aarti took Ansh from Yash's arms, "Ansh, go and freshen up. We'll have lunch after that." Ansh smiled and ran to the washroom. Yash took Aarti to his cabin, "What was the need for you to show your heroism at Ansh's school. You had put his life in danger." Aarti jerked Yash away, "He's MY son. I know what's best for him. I knew I could hold him. YOU stay away from him. Don't even dare to use my baby's innocence for your benefits." Suddenly Yash remembered his last night's words and realized the reason for Aarti's anger. He knew that he genuinely wanted to cocoon Ansh safely but then reminded of his words last night, he began to question his attitude. Was he really a male chauvinist? Aarti looked at Yash, her eyes spitting fire, "Mr. Yash Scindia, I was handling myself and Ansh before you entered our lives and will continue to do so easily. I simply don't need you to support me. My Ansh is my support and he's enough for me." Yash kept looking at Aarti, not being able to say anything and Aarti left the office with Ansh angrily. This girl questioned his entire being every time she met him. Yash was getting all confused. Nobody has ever told him that he's wrong. Nobody has taught him that women can live without men. Nobody has ever told him that independent women exist. His entire belief was shaking. His head started spinning with the amount of burden that was suddenly put on him. He went to Arjun and took a leave and went home. He quickly changed into his tracks and t-shirt and went for a jog. The trees around seemed to be in full spree today. It was extremely windy towards. The trees were swinging and dancing as if rejoicing some moment. Yash was running hard. He wasn't looking anywhere, just kept running and lost in his own thoughts. Was he really a male chauvinist? Was he really forcing himself on Aarti? Didn't Aarti need him? All these questions were harassing his soft being. Though he was haughty at times and though he had his own attitude, he was really soft at heart. His little heart was affected. He was deeply affected by Aarti's questionable gaze. He was lost in his thoughts when he tripped over a stone. He tried to get up but his leg was hurt and the stone was over his leg. Suddenly he realized that a girl was offering him her hand to help him get up. He looked up at the girl and thought, "No, I don't the help of a girl. I can get up myself." He tried to get up on his own but failed. The girl held his hand and pulled him up, "Let me take you home. You won't be able to walk like this." Yash jerked her hand and fell down again, "No, I don't need your help. I can go back home on my own." The girl laughed at Yash, "Yeah right. You just fell down as soon as you left my hand and you boast that you can go back on your own. Stop being a male chauvinist." The girl held Yash's hand again and this time Yash didn't protest. He was too lost in her words. She was another girl who had called him a male chauvinist. The girl dropped Yash home, "Take care of your leg." Yash saw the girl's retreating figure and fell down again. This time not because of the wound and pain in his leg but by the realization that had just dawned upon him, A Girl Had Helped Him Stand at His Feet.

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TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 4

 

PART 4

 

Yash entered Shah Corporations in attitude and elegance. His broad chest was lifted up in attitude. He wore a full-sleeve blue shirt but had folded the sleeves up to her elbow showing off his well-toned arm muscles. Every one's attention was fixed on this smart man who had an attitude of his own but he never looked down upon anyone. He did respect everyone but his attitude was his. He always preferred the guys helping him with projects because he didn't trust girls enough.
Everyone got up and greeted him and he greeted them back quickly entering the CEO's cabin, "Hey Arjun." Arjun raised his head to see his buddy Yash, "Hey Yash." Yash smiled, "Okay, business talk dude. I think we should fix the deal with Chopra Constructions. We are in talks with them right?" Arjun looked at Yash with raised eyebrows, "Take a breath Yash. Yes, we are in talks with them but how did you decide to fix the deal with them all of a sudden?" Yash nodded his head in denial, "It's not sudden Arjun. I've been studying them from quite some time and last night I studied them carefully and realized that they'll be the best for the deal." Yash mentally patted himself for coming up with such a good defense. Well, he didn't lie to Arjun. He did STUDY them well. He smirked to himself and Arjun looked with suspicion at him. Arjun knew Yash very well and he knew that there's definitely some motive of Yash behind this sudden decision. But he decided to go with Yash's decision because he knew even if Yash had taken the decision for some other motive; he won't let the company suffer, "Okay Yash. If you think that Chopra Constructions will be the best for this deal, then be it. I'll let them know and get a meeting fixed soon." Yash smiled wide at Arjun but quickly composed himself, "Arjun, get the meeting fixed today itself. We need to start with it quickly. Ask them to come with their architect because then I can start working on the designs with her." Arjun smiled to himself at Yash's state, "Her? How do you know their architect is a female Yash?" Yash realized he had let out a bit of the information that he shouldn't have and he knew his friend would catch him but he decided to cover his initial mistake, "We have been in talks with him Arjun. Of course, I have found out everything about them." Arjun was laughing hard inside but composed himself outside. He knew he couldn't let Yash know that he had understand quite a lot of his so-called secret but then he was enjoying the game and decided to play further, "But Yash, are you comfortable working with a female on the designs? You usually prefer males." Yash looked startled at Arjun's intriguing question and started to fumble, "Oh no. I.. I'm good with her. I have heard she designs brilliantly." Arjun nods his head silently and Yash goes back to his cabin, "Phew! Thank goodness. I wonder what had happened to Arjun today, he was questioning a bit too much. Anyways, I have to start preparing for the meeting. I can't let the company down for my motives."

The CEO of Chopra Constructions arrived with Aarti behind him. Aarti went ahead to the reception, "Excuse me! We have come from Chopra Constructions. We are here for the meeting." The receptionist smiled pleasantly looking at Aarti, "Yes ma'am, let me take you to the conference hall, sir will come there in just a minute." Aarti seated herself in the conference discussing last minute issues with the CEO. She looked around at this huge conference hall. It was designed very beautifully yet so professionally. Being an architect, she was used to discovering minute details in every design. Aarti was looking at the walls when Yash and Arjun entered the conference hall and seated themselves, "Mr. Chopra, shall we start with the meeting please?" Yash looked intently towards Aarti when Aarti turned her face towards the voice, the smile on her face changed into a frown instantly. Yash smirked looking at her changing expression and knew that now she couldn't do the presentation without him encouraging her. Yash heaved up his chest and looked at Aarti, "Miss Aarti, I hope you have got the designs and you're ready to do the presentation." Aarti angrily looked at Yash and got up from her seat and Yash smirked in victory, "Miss Aarti, its okay. You don't have to get nervous. Just go ahead with the presentation." Aarti smirked at Yash's presumption, "Mr. Scindia, I'm not at all nervous. I believe I will have to get up to give the presentation." Yash looked at Aarti disbelievingly. This girl surely had something different in her. He had never seen his mom answering back to his dad. His dad was always right and so he has to be but how come this girl always makes him question his own personality. He shrugged off his silly feelings and got back to concentrate on Aarti, "Oh, of course Miss Aarti. I hope you don't falter. I really dislike falters." Aarti looked into Yash's eyes directly, "Definitely not Mr. Scindia. I'm no different than you. I dislike falters as much as you." Yash straightened himself and asked Aarti to start the presentation. Aarti gave the whole presentation excellently and Yash looked at her in awe. For once, he liked the work of a female. It was the best than he had ever seen. For a moment, he questioned himself if he has ever given such a wonderful presentation. He quickly smacked himself reminding himself of the fact that he was the best. Aarti looked at Arjun who seemed to be a decent guy to her, "Mr. Arjun, so how do you think were the designs?" Arjun smiled at Aarti. He surely liked this girl, "I loved it Aarti. I hope you don't mind if I call you by your name." Aarti smiled genuinely at Arjun, "Of course not Mr. Arjun." Arjun smiled, "Please call me Arjun." Aarti sat back on her seat waiting for Yash to say something. Yash was still looking at Aarti trying to comprehend situations when he was better than her. He instantly remembered the Traffic Police incident and smiled to himself. Arjun elbowed Yash, "Miss Aarti, I very much like you designs. I would just like to make minor changes in them so if you can please stay here." Aarti looked disbelievingly at Yash. This man was truly unbelievable. He was using business was his motives. Mr. Chopra extended his hands towards Yash, "Of course not Mr. Scindia. Aarti has absolutely no problem staying here." Aarti looked at her boss and again she felt that she had fallen in Yash's TRAP.

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TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 3

 

PART 3

Aarti was patting Ansh to sleep when she heard some hassle in the garden. She tucked the blanket around Ansh and went to the garden. She looked here and there but there was no one. She turned back to go inside when a tough pair of hands pulled her and she collided with a hard chest. Aarti could easily recognize the scent. Her eyes grew big with the realization and she looked to see that wicked handsome face.

Yash was lying down with his eyes closed when he saw two pair of beautiful eyes. They were big and expressive. He could see his reflection in those eyes. He snapped open his eyes, took the keys of his car and drove away.

Yash looked at Aarti smirking. His eyes shone seeing her recognizing him even without seeing him. He loosened his hold on her and inched his face close to her ear, "So, you can recognize my scent." Aarti pushed him back with all her might, "Oh please, in your dreams, right?" Yash pulled her back to himself, "That's right baby, you have started ruling my dreams as well." Aarti rolled her eyes at this shameless man, "Why do you always have to pull me and talk? Can't you stand decently at some distance and talk?" Yash laughed out at Aarti's silly question and Aarti turned red at her insult, "I love to hold you baby. I love to keep you near me." Aarti looked with disgust at him, "What kind of a roadside romeo are you? You're such a shameless creature." Yash turned her around colliding her back to his chest and held her hand tightly, "Thy Name is Yash Scindia, Miss Aarti Khurana." Aarti stood stunned. He knew her name. O Gosh! She knew she was trapped under the craziness of this retard that held her.

"Mumma, where are you? I'm scared."Yash let go of Aarti's hand as soon as he heard Ansh. Ansh came running to the garden and saw his mom and some other man standing with her. He bore his eyes into Yash's eyes dangerously as if asking him to back away. Yash felt intimidated by Ansh's possessiveness. He smiled at this kid's authoritativeness. He knew then and there that Ansh was meant to be his son. Yash went forward to Ansh and bent on his knees, "Hi, I'm Yash. You can call me Yash uncle for now. And please don't look at me like that; I'm no enemy of your mom." Ansh smiled a little but made a straight face again, "If you aren't Mumma's enemy, then what you are doing in the garden of our home at this hour of night?" Yash raised his eyebrows at Ansh's question, "I had come to meet you and your mumma. But your mumma told me that you've slept. I was going to go back home disheartened." Yash placed his hand at his heart trying to show it to be broken. Ansh held his hand and smiled, "Actually, mumma patted me to sleep but I didn't feel mumma beside me that's why I woke up. It's ok. You've come to meet me right? Mumma says that we should welcome the guests nicely." Yash smiled at his victory. He knew he had won Ansh's friendship, Aarti wasn't far away either.

Ansh took Yash to the drawing room. Aarti tagged behind them wondering what was going on in Yash's mind. How come he had turned into a decent and friendly man so suddenly? Aarti chose to keep mum for Ansh's sake right now. Ansh seemed to be really happy for some reason that she couldn't comprehend. She went in and sat beside Ansh holding him close to herself.

Ansh looked at his mum and then at his Yash uncle, "Yash uncle, do you work with mumma? I've never seen you in her office." Yash rolled his eyes. This kid was questioning him as if he was Aarti's father, "No baby. I don't work with your mumma but I'm soon going to work with her." Yash smirked to himself and Aarti looked at him shocked. How he was telling such a huge lie to her Ansh. She didn't even know this man except his name YASH SCINDIA that he announces with immense pride and here, he was boasting that he was going to work with him. Ansh grinned hearing that. He was sure that his God had heard his prayers and send an Angel for him and him mom.

Suddenly Yash's phone started to ring loudly and he saw that it was his mom, "Yes mom. I'm coming." Ansh smiled wide,"You have to answer to your mom as well? But you are so big, then why do you answer to her?" Yash smiled at his innocent question and Aarti's eyes popped out seeing him smile. He looked even more breathtaking but the bigger surprise was that he smiled. Aarti had thought he only knew how to smirk. Aarti's thought came to a halt hearing Yash, "You always have to answer your mom Ansh. Your mom loves you more than anything and so you should always keep her happy."Ansh jumped up and hugged Aarti and Aarti looked surprised at Yash. She had never imagined that this man was sensitive to any relation as well. She wondered how many shades were yet to be unleashed by this man.

Yash got up and hugged Ansh, "Ansh, go back to bed. You have school tomorrow." Ansh kissed Yash's cheeks and then kissed Aarti's cheeks, "Good night Mumma and good night DADDA." Ansh ran away but Aarti breath got hitched in her throat. What just happened? Ansh called this man DADDA. No, she doesn't like him and he can't be Ansh's dadda. No ways!

Yash came forward smirking and breathed into Aarti's ears, "I have won Ansh, now it's your turn." Yash turned around and left and Aarti stood there disgusted. She knew this man could never be good. He was wicked. He was good to Ansh only to win her. Ansh was impressed by him and expected things from him. How could she let Ansh get sad now? It had all mixed up. She was TRAPPED.

Aarti stood by the window looking up at the sky. Her eyes gave up the feeling of restlessness that she was surrounded by. Her beautiful face was covered with anger and irritation. She looked at Ansh sleeping peacefully right in the middle of the bed and she wished she could turn back into a kid, CAREFREE LIKE A BIRD. She sighed and looked at the sky again. The clouds had started to surround the moon. She could see the moon fighting to come out of the TRAP of the clouds but the clouds were slowly covering it and finally the clouds TRAPPED the moon. She smiled sarcastically, her life was the same; TRAPPED..!!

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TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 2

 

PART 2

Yash had been observing Aarti from long. He had been noticing her smiles and her laughs. They seemed to be deep from heart and what reached her eyes. She didn't look like she missed her husband or something. He grew even more interested in knowing her relationship status. As soon as Ansh left Yash pulled Aarti and TRAPPED her between him and a tree.

Aarti felt a rock hard chest colliding with her chest and her breath started withering. She looked up to see the handsome face of the same man who had helped her. It was now that she noticed his expressive eyes. They were so big and deep. She saw his perfectly M-shaped lips which were curled up in a deadly smile. Suddenly, she came back to her senses and pushed him with all her might. Yash felt himself being jerked back and anger coursed through his veins. He roughly held Aarti's hands, "How dare you push me?" Aarti looked back into his eyes challenging his anger, "How dare you PULL me?" Both their chest heaved up and down trying to pull some oxygen to support their system. Both of them shot daggers to each other through their eyes. Suddenly Yash broke off his anger and realized what he was here for. Suddenly Aarti saw his anger subsiding. "Are you married?" Aarti looked shocked at the audacity of this guy. Here, this God damn stranger had trapped her and now he was asking her about her relationship status. This was enough, "What the hell has it got to do with you? Just buzz off." Yash looked angrily at Aarti, "It concerns me because you are to be mine." This man was irritating Aarti, "What? I am to be yours? Who are you?" Yash smirked, "Yash Scindia. Consider yourself lucky that I have chosen you." Aarti stomped her feet on Yash's. "Ouch! What was that?" Aarti controlled her breath, "You deserved it. What do you think of yourself? You help me once and I'm yours? You' You retard." Yash held Aarti's arms tightly, "What did you just call me, a retard?" Aarti looked directly into Yash's eyes, "Yes, you heard it right." Yash pressed Aarti arms even more tightly and Aarti flinched with pain, "Don't blow me off. You need me, do you get it. You have a son and no man to support you. You damn need me, got it!" Yash's eyes had the fire in them but Aarti's eyes reflected a flame, "What the hell! Have you been stalking me? Listen Mr. whoever, I don't need you. I have been raising Ansh alone and I can do that with efficiency. I don't need a man like you. Go and rot you male chauvinist pig." "Aarti, Ansh is looking for you inside." Someone called out to Aarti, "Coming." She broke her hands free and left from there. Yash stood there with blank eyes. Aarti's words were ringing in his head. MALE CHAUVINIST, was he really that? Was he bad? But he was like his father and how can his father be wrong? His head started spinning and his whole existence came under speculation.

He rushed back home and shouted for his mother. Gayatri came rushing hearing her son's voice, "What's wrong Yash? Why are you shouting?" Yash ran and hugged his mother, "Mom, Am I a bad person? Am I a male chauvinist?" Gayatri held Yash stunned. She didn't know if she wanted to answer that question, "No Yash, you're not at all bad." A few tears dropped out of Yash's eyes, "Then why did she say it mom. She said I'm a male chauvinist and she doesn't need me." Gayatri held Yash and took him to his room. Yash lied with his head in Gayatri's lap and Gayatri was gently ruffling his hair. "Mom, you always tell me that I'm exactly like Dad. How can I be a male chauvinist mom? How can I be bad? Dad is perfect, isn't he? Then how can I be imperfect?" Yash's questions were making Gayatri restless. She was forced on considering Suraj's dominance. Yash had tears continuously flowing out his eyes. He was amidst a huge confusion and he needed assurance that he wasn't bad. Gayatri held her emotions and rubbed Yash's forehead, "Don't think about it Yash. Just close your eyes and rest for some time." Yash looked into his mom's eyes, "But mom, answer my questions please." Gayatri looked tensed at Yash, "You're like your Dad Yash. Now rest." Yash closed his eyes at his mom's assurance. If he was like dad, he couldn't be wrong.

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aaahhh... GC was absolutely out of the world today...

n so i decided to get some snapshots from his scenes in toda's episode of Punar Vivah...

n hea they are...

makes me swoon over his looks... his body language... his acting....

<3 <3 <3

 

 

 

TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 1

PART 1

"O my God! I'm late." Aarti murmured to herself and rushed out of her office. Aarti was getting late to pick Ansh from his school and so she quickly mounted on her scooty to head towards Ansh's school. Aarti speeded up her scooty and in fuss, broke a traffic signal. Immediately, she was caught by the traffic police. She frustratingly rubbed her hand in her hair trying to convince the traffic police to leave her. But Aarti's poor fate today was absolutely ditching her. The traffic police seemed in no mood to leave her and was hell bent on taking her to the police station. Aarti stomped her foot on the road in irritation turning to her watch at every instant, "Sir, please try to understand. I have to go and pick my son. I know breaking the traffic signal is an offence but I was in a hurry. Please Sir, leave me once with a warning please." The traffic police nodded his head in denial and Aarti looked away irritated, "He won't catch the real criminals or either leave them, but look at him now, hell bent on getting me into jail. Uh!" The traffic police looked at Aarti with suspicion, "Did you just say something?" Aarti rolled her eyes in a dramatic manner, "Uhh, no."

Simultaneously, Yash was crossing the road to go the coffee shop when his eyes spotted Aarti arguing with the traffic police. He looked at her big eyes which had ample amount of emotions at this point of time. She seemed tensed, irritated and in a hurry. He smirked at his sudden attraction towards her. Her hair was tied shabbily in a bun and that made her look really sexy. He advanced towards her when he heard her trying to the traffic police to leave her.

Aarti looked here and there trying to find an opportunity to run away from this crazy police when suddenly she saw a tall and handsome man advancing towards her. His eyes bored into hers and she instantly felt uncomfortable with his gaze. Though she noticed his stubble that made him look damn manly and his fringes grazing his forehead, she couldn't deny that this man was definitely sexy. "Sir, please let her go." Aarti's reverie broke as she heard the husky voice of the elegant man that stood beside her. The traffic police looked at Yash, "Why should I let her go?" She broke the traffic signal." Yash smirked and dipped his hand inside his wallet. He handed some money to the traffic police, "I think she's free of offence now." Aarti rolled her eyes seeing this stranger bribing an officer for her. She couldn't really get his motives but right now, she didn't mind this help. The traffic police left Aarti as he took the money and Aarti quickly mounted back on her scooty. She settled herself, "Thank you so much for the help Mr. You came as my savior." Aarti strode away not letting Yash reply to her. Yash looked at her retreating figure but quickly went back to his car and started chasing Aarti. "She's so damn pretty. I'm not letting her go." Yash uttered as he saw her going towards St. Columbus School. She parked her scooty and ran inside the school.

Aarti hassled reached inside the school and there stood her little son with a frown on his face. She looked at her son in awe and went and hugged him. Ansh struggled to get out of her embrace and Aarti smiled seeing his antics. "Oh no, my baby is angry with me." Aarti pretended to make a sad face to which Ansh just faced the other side, "I'm not talking to you mumma. I've been waiting for you here since half an hour." Aarti made a big sorry face, "I'm so sorry baby. But really I tried to make it fast but I was stuck." Ansh still looked away, "Don't give me excuses mumma. See I'm sweating so badly because I have been standing in this hot sun since so long." Aarti just felt like pulling his cheeks because he looked so damn cute with that pout on his face. Aarti quickly made a sorry face again, "My poor baby, see mumma is holding her ears. She's really very sorry." Ansh turned to look at Aarti and held her hand pulling it down, "Don't start with your emotional blackmail again. Okay, I'm forgiving you this time but next time.." Aarti held Ansh's finger, "Mumma isn't going to let that next time come, promise." Ansh gave her big smile and hugged her. Aarti ruffled her hair lovingly and kissed him. "Okay, who wants to have an ice-cream?" Aarti smilingly looked at Ansh and Ansh gave her an ear to ear smile, "Ansh wants to have an ice-cream mumma." He flung his arms towards Aarti and Aarti held him ever so lovingly.

Yash looked at Aarti from far away lovingly pacifying that little kid. He wondered if she was married and the kid was her son. He felt a pang in his heart. But then the other moment he thought that she didn't carry any signs of marriage. He was confused. Was she unmarried or a divorcee or a widow? He frustratingly ran his hands along his hair. He needed to find out. He had to make her his and moreover, she needed him to raise her son.

Aarti settled Ansh on the scooty and drove away. Yash followed her again and saw her stopping by an ice-cream. He smiled looking at her smile. Aarti bought two ice-creams and both started eating theirs. Ansh playfully touched his ice-cream to Aarti's nose, "Mumma, look at your nosy, it's red." Ansh started laughing heartily and Aarti just looked at him mesmerized. Yes, it was true, Ansh was her life. She playfully hit Ansh and both of them finished their ice-cream laughing along. Finally, Aarti parked her scooty outside her office and Ansh de-boarded his Ferrari. Aarti held Ansh's shoulder, "Ansh, be disciplined and don't be naughty. Just change your clothes and sleep in my cabin." Ansh hit his head, "Mumma, I know it. You tell it to me every day." Aarti rolled her eyes, "Exactly, because you never listen to me. Leave it now. Here, take this bag and go inside and change. I'll be there in a minute." Ansh ran inside with the bag and Aarti placed her helmet on the handle and turned around to go inside when suddenly someone pulled her and she felt herself TRAPPED between a tree and a hard structure.

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The first part is up...

hoping to get ur precious comments..

love to all....

TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Character Sketch

CHARACTER SKETCH

Yash Scindia ' The Director of Shah Corporations. A man of God gifted deadly looks and he sure knew how to flaunt them. Though he was a man of 26 years of age but his ability and sharp wits had got him heights. A bit of male chauvinist by accordance, he was as repulsive as a thorn.

Aarti Khurana ' A graceful lady whose beauty and elegance was as radiant as her smile. She's mature lady of 25 years of age who had the guts of adopting a kid and raising it as a single mother. Without her parents alive to be her support, her son was her sole strength and support. An independent lady by nature, she works at Chopra Constructions as an architect.

Ansh Khurana ' The cute 5 years old son of Aarti. A naughty little kid but loves his mom to the core. He's a little protective for his mother but always prays to God to send an angel for his mom and a father for him.

Gayatri Scindia ' Yash's mom and an elegant and social lady. She loves her son to the core. She was always dominated by her husband but never felt it wrong. She always taught Yash to follow and idealize his father.

Suraj Pratap Scindia - Yash's father and the man who Yash idealized. He's a respectable man in society but a dominative one at home. Not that he didn't love Gayatri but always dominated her and was a quite a male chauvinist. Yash had incorporated this chauvinism from him since for Yash, his father was perfect.

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