Kolkata...city of joy.. These days it is damn hot in this city. It is summer season and monsoon is far away.

23th May2018
Shastrinagar, Kolkata
Naina is sitting in her veranda for waitting her elder sister....who has gone out for nearly two hours. She os impatient to know result of her visit. Her elder sister Shalini Singh is like second mother to her. She rarelly let her take the burden. She loves her to her death...Because she is the best elder sister in the world.

Naina Singh, 24 years old and master in anthropology is very fond of writting. She is on the verge of being a writer. She has recently completed her novel. It is mystery with a love story going on with the thrill. She has written a lot of short stories. She rarely writes love story because thats not her genre. She finds thriller and mystery more alluring than romance. Romance genre needs some events and unexpected meetings of both protagonists. Almost every romantic novel has same theme. She has read more than thousands love stories and this was her conclusion.

Thriller genre needs more hard  work. To keep things on the verge of being unveiled to keeping them hidden is seriously something to do. And for mystery, rarely anyone can think of the tracks which writers use for their mysterious novels. Naina has tried this novels in little story parts. All of those parts were read with great enthusiam and excitement. Readers had asked her to compile those parts in a novel and she thought of giving it a try. It took her two months of constant hard work and writting to complete that novel. She is very much happy and excited to come it into press and fall it in reader's hands as a paperback edition. She herself prefers paper than e-edition of novels.

Her elder sister is C.A. in a company. She has got a thick amount of money as her salary so Naina has nothi g to earn for. She never allows her to do a job. All she earning is for her.. her family.

Naina smiles recalling her sister's words about her getting a job..
'Why'll you go and beg infront of others for money? Am I giving you less? If you need more, tell me. You're not going to any prude boss just to let him impure my baby sis. You got this? Do some research or anything..buy you're not going to earn for living. Thats it.'

Her parents...Mr. and Mrs. Rathore is enjoying their retired lives from teaching. They are happy with their daughters. They are earning their name and this is a bliss for them.

Naina has got one vice......Her temper.

Few days ago she had beaten a veggy vender just because he had called her sexy. In return,He had got two fracture and nummerable blues and blacks on his body.

'How could he use that word for me? How could he? He is threatening to file a case against me! Let him do so. I'll tell everyone that he had an illegal affair with Gupta's wife. Let him go and ruin a millionare's name.' Naina announced when whole society was gathered to make her understand...that she should apology to that vender. He was only vender who brought fresh veggies..

'What rubbish? See...Mrs. Rathore..your daughter nowadays has forgotten her manners. She is blaming my character. My character. I am pure as ganga!' Mrs gupta defended herself. She adressed Naina's mom who were present there too.

'Ganga isnt pure aunty. Government has spent millions to refine it. And about your nightstands...let police check video recording of cctv caneras of your gates. All will be clear.'

'Naina..this isnt way of talking with elders.'

'But di...'

'No.' Shalini glared at her. 'I am sorry for her behaviour Mrs. Gupta. She was joking about your illicit affair part. But I want to make it clear that my sia isnt going to apology that vender. He has no right to misbehave with her. Sorry everyone.' Shalini concluded and ended the summit...whichvwas held for Naina and her apology.

Naina goes to kitchen reminiscing her sister's care for her. She feels bad for that vender.........Because.......he was addressing his item as sexy who was standing near Naina. She misunderstood him and beat the shit out of him..

Suddenly doorbell rings and she runs to open it. Shalini must be brought a happy news for her. She is smiling like a maniac about getting the news of being a published writer.

When she opens the door, a worn out and tanned shalini appears..

'Di, You need water or Aam pana..I've made it just few minutes ago.'

'No..Naina. I want just some cooling.'

When she comes inside, Naina finds it fishy that shal hasnt uttered a singke word about her novel. She lets her gets cooled under A.C of drawing room. When her skin gets littke bit of its colour back, she asks....

'Di..my novel?'

'Naina....see..this happens when you are writting.. just bear with it. Okk..Your novel....I am sorry but.......Publishers denied.. but dont worry..we'll work this out.'

She feels bad. How much she worked for this novel and result was zero...no success..Why?

'But Di..I got many good reviews..actually almost every review was good. Then why they denied to publish it?'

'Nothing..they read a review on a website about your novel...which made their minds to refuse ylur work. Dont stress. Its just beginning. We'll get it published. I like your work. Okk?'

Her heart sank.. all her hardwork got in vain just because of a singke review...

'On which website? Di'

'Something like...reads...yes..goodreads.'

'I feel bad.'

'Cheer up kiddo. See I bought you these chocholates. Be my chirpy sissy. Smile...' shal tried to enlighten her mood.

Naina smiled just to make her sister worryless. But her internal geography was something else...

Volcano eruotion of emotions, earthquakes of anger, lava of rage, Tsunami of sentiments...

This is the story behind that smile..

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27th May 2018
Ganguly Building, Kolkata
Office of JanShabha Newspaper

Rajveer Singh Shekhawat, a recent transferred editer from Mewar, Rajasthan is working in his office. Now adays people have starting to write shit. They suppose editors to pass their potty work and publish it. Rajveer has fed up of reading the same content in different words. He is editting lots of articles, book reviews and stoties for that paper's Sunday section. He was called here for this only. His precedent fled away with a reporter. They were lovers and eloped because of their families.

Now Raj wants to strangle those love smitten people who made his eady going life all worked up.

Suddenly door of his cabin pops open and a lady of hia age enters...actually barges in..

Her expressions shows that she is hell outra-

Befor he could analyse her and her state, she locks the door and strolls towards him.

'You're Rajveer Singh Shekhawat.. with username the Shekhawatschoice on goodreads and recently wrote an review on a story titled 'love in secretive silences'?'

Everything is true. Is she some kind of  detective or C.B.I. agent?

'Yes. I am. You need something?' He noddes.

'You...you prude dimwit. I can bet you've never held pen for writting. And you're criticising other's work? How dare you? I ask you who the hell asked about your review? Did I asked? No..never in my dreams I am going to ask a person to review my story who never in his dreams gets to differ thriller from romace. And by god's grace...you're an editor.. wow..just wow. Is owner blind? He'd be an utter fool..a shellhead who appoinyed you as an editor. You...an editor-'

'See Miss. You're crossing line here. You've no right-'

'Exactly. You dont have any right to illsay about my work. Did I ever say that your face is so rotten that even flie would deny to sit on it? Dis I ever say that you've no moral values as you never thought about outcomes of your one dirty comment? You're the greatest idiot I've ever seen. You got nothing in your upper part. Who made you editor? Do you have necessary qualifications?'

'If my review wasnt true, you hadnt been so outraged. Do you know anything about writting? You people write shits and expect publishers to publish them! Are we senseless to waste our money and time for your low work? And my review wasnt going to change anyone's mind. Problem was in your work. You get this?' He isnt going to take all the shit she is giving to him.

'Yes.I got this.' Saying this she picked the paperweight and stomped it on the glass table which.....broke into two pieces.

'You Insane woman. You git nothing in your head.' He tries to grab her but she pushes him.

And throws all the files here and there. Raj loses his temper and gravs her hand to twist it. This breakes the thins thread of her composure and calmness....She pushes him and startes some colourful lines.

'Moral less prude... jerk. You got my book unpublished. And You'll have to pay. I'll not leave you.' She tries to push adjacent almira. He catches her hand in air and pushes her to the adjacent wall.

'Leave me..you jackass. Now you got the chance to rub your dirty body into mine. Leave me. Leave me you d******d.' Raj is now outraged. This woman has crossed every.... let me tell you every..line.

He smashes his lips on her only to make her realise her mistake which she isnt ever going to realise.. He moves his lips and sucks hers. Every swift touch of his tongue on her lower lip makes her squirm more. He holds her more closer to himself. He forces his left leg between her legs and grips her hair tighter. She in shock opens her mouth and he inserts his tongue. Her tongue tries to push his out of her mouth but this makes their tongues entagle with each other more. His mouth mixes up with taste of something sweet and sour. He wants to know whats that. He explores her mouth more.

When she tastes her own blood, she with all of her might pushes him.... and glares him.

'You just kissed me? YOU JUST KISSED ME? ME? NAINA SINGH?'

'Yes..I kissed you..you..Naina singh
So what?'

'Now you just wait and watch. I'll break each and every bone of your shitty face. You just see.'

But her plans goes in vain because security comes and drags her outside.

'What a mannerless bitch! Bloody girl!'

While going out of his cabin, Naina has hit him with water bottle straight on his face....he is damn sure about fracture in his nose.

'I'LL SEE YOU...IMMORAL SHEKHAWAT.' these words are echoing in whole office...

Read this part. I was going to update it tomorrow but for phoebee1515 I updated it.. read and remove your stress as you're bored af..

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