Obsessed Lover

White Paradise

Farhan tries to turn Tara's face towards him again with his hand.

Tara closes her eyes, tears falling onto her scarf, yet she doesn't turn her face towards Farhan.

Tara - Please, not yet, sir... I don't have the courage to look into your eyes.

Farhan lets go of her face.

He takes a deep breath, Pain clearly visible on his face, but he hides it in the next moment.

Farhan - That's right... Tara, Take as much time as you need.

I'm not going to say anything.

I'm right here with you.

Your silence is acceptable to me, If that silence is mine.

Just remember... You can turn away as much as you want...

Your every breath is directed towards me,

Because you...are mine...only mine.

Tara keeps looking out the window.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror...

Tara says to herself, "My face looks strange."

Farhan - Driver, turn up the AC a little, Madam is feeling hot.

Tara said to herself - He is taking me away on the pretext of job and has made me madam.

Driver - Sir, I've reached the airport.

Farhan - Oh, he's already reached.

Tara - Why airport? You said you'd come by plane, you can go by car too.

Farhan - Yes, we'll go by plane, but it would take more time by car, so let's go by flight.

Farhan takes Tara and sits on the chair.

Farhan - Assistant.

Assistant - Yes, sir.

Farhan - Go and see what time the flight is.

Assistant - Okay, sir. The assistant will go and find out.

Assistant - Sir, the flight to Mumbai is in 10 minutes.

Tara's eyes welled up.

Farhan - Okay, you go now, I need to talk to Madam alone.

Assistant - Okay, sir.

The assistant leaves.

Farhan - Look, Tara...

Tara cried - Drop me back to my house.

Farhan - Tara...

Tara cried - I'll go alone myself.

Farhan angrily - That's it...

Tara cried - You've deceived me. You told me about the city and now you're taking me to Mumbai.

Farhan gritted his teeth - Is it done?

Tara cried - I don't want to come, I have to go home.

Farhan angrily - What are you doing here...

I'll make a call and your entire family will be wiped out, understand...

Tara started crying profusely.

Farhan - Stop crying and let's go, it's time for the flight.

Farhan started walking, and Tara, crying, followed him.

They both boarded the flight.

Farhan - Stop crying now.

Tara wiped her tears and looked outside.

Four or five air hostesses came to Farhan and said...

Air hostesses - Sir, I'm a big fan of yours, can I please take a selfie?

Farhan - Yes, why not?

Farhan takes a selfie with the air hostesses.

Air hostesses - Is this your fiancee with you?

Farhan - Consider it something like that.

Tara starts staring at Farhan.

Air hostesses - Madam, you're very lucky.

Tara doesn't say anything.

Air hostesses - Thank you, sir.

The air hostesses leave.

Tara stares at Farhan.

Farhan laughs, "I look so good, how long have I been staring at you?"

Tara turns her gaze away without saying a word.

We've reached Mumbai... Farhan takes Tara's hand and leaves the airport and gets into the car.

Farhan had bought a house in Mumbai, so he took Tara there.

A large gate with two guards in front.

One guard opened the gate and the car went in.

Tara looks out the window, seeing a white bungalow in front, with a garden nearby.

There were four guards near the door.

Tara was terrified by all this.

Farhan got out of the car, opened Tara's side door, took her hand, and went inside the house...

There were five female staff and five male staff...

Farhan said to the female staff,

"From today on, you will all take care of Madam. Madam shouldn't need anything."

Tara: "Show me the way to the guest room."

Farhan: "Take Madam to the room I asked you to prepare.

" Tara: "I will stay in the guest room."

Farhan: "No, you can't stay in the guest room."

Tara: "Okay, I'm going to the room."

Farhan - Staff, all of you go with Madam and set up the room as Madam wishes.

Tara goes into the room with the staff.

Farhan remains sitting in the hall.

The staff comes back down.

Farhan - Why did you all come down?

Staff - Sir, Madam said, all of you go, I will take care of everything.

Farhan - Okay, all of you go to the kitchen and prepare food.

Everything needs to be perfect today.

The ladies staff goes to the kitchen to prepare food.

The male staff starts cleaning.

Farhan goes towards Tara's room.

The door is locked from the inside and it creaks.

Tara from inside the room: Who is it? Go and leave me alone.

Farhan: I'm here... open the door.

Tara opens the door.

Farhan enters the room and closes it.

Tara: Are you here?

Farhan: This is my house.

Tara: That's not what I meant. Why are you here? Farhan: This is my house. I can live wherever I want.

Tara: But you said you'd stay here.

Farhan - I told you to go because you were a staff member, otherwise you would start talking nonsense in front of everyone.

Tara - It's okay, you stay here, I'll stay in another room.

Tara starts to open the door, and Farhan grabs her hand.

Tara - What are you doing, leave my hand.

Farhan - What were you saying, look into my eyes and say it.

Tara crying - Please leave my hand.

Farhan - Tell me, what are you saying...

Tara - No, I'm saying something, please leave me.

Farhan - Then can I stay here?

Tara looking down - This is your home, this is your Rome, live wherever you want.

Farhan - This is your room, not mine.

Tara - What?

Farhan - The room in front is mine.

Tara - Then why did you make me cry?

Farhan laughing - I was just having fun.

Tara - You're very bad.

Farhan - Whatever I am, I'm yours.

Tara rolls her eyes.

Farhan - You freshen up, then we'll go downstairs to eat together.

Tara - Yes.

Farhan - Listen...

Tara - Yes.

Farhan - Did you like the room?

Tara - Yes.

Farhan - Everything here is white. I had a special order for everything to be white.

Tara - Yes, thank you.

Farhan - Now go, I'll freshen up and come back.

Tara - Fine.

Farhan leaves.

As soon as Farhan leaves, Tara starts looking around the room.

Tara - How beautiful this room is, like a "white paradise."

So white... so clean... As if someone had spread flower petals for me.

This room... is it for me? Did someone create a paradise for a girl who couldn't find peace even at home?

Even the roses are white... He's such a big celebrity, and yet he's so concerned about the likes of a simple girl like me...

Tara's gaze falls on the dressing table.

Her mobile was there, Farhan had sent a message.

If you feel scared, just call me. I'm in the room opposite.

In Tara's eyes Tears well up.

Tara to herself - You're strange, Farhan...

You picked me up from home...

But you didn't keep me in a cage...

You gave me a palace...

You say you'll protect me...

But your protection...

Why am I feeling scared?

After a while, Tara goes to the bathroom to freshen up. White towel, white shampoo, white soap.

Farhan had kept everything white because his Tara didn't like any other color.

Twenty minutes later, she came out, her hair wrapped in a towel, and a white suit.

She looked at herself in the mirror.

She looked strange.

There was a huge difference between the Tara from Masoori and the Tara from Mumbai.

Just then, Farhan knocked on the door.

Farhan - Tara? Is it done?

Tara - Yes...

Farhan - You look even more innocent and lovely after freshening up.

Tara lowers her eyes.

Farhan - Come down, lunch is ready.

Tara says softly - Please send my food here...

Farhan - Will you sit in front of me and eat?

I want to see if you're okay.

Farhan started walking, stopped after taking two steps... turned back and said.

Farhan - I have given your room right in front of me so that if I get scared at night, it will be easy to call me.

Tara said fearfully - Protection or a constant watch?

Farhan - Protection my love...this is not Masoori, my love, this is Mumbai.

I am waiting Get ready and call me. I am in the room opposite.

Tara thought of locking the room.

Then Farhan's words came to mind...

this is Mumbai, not Masoori.

She reached for the lock in her hand and then took it back.

She looked at the door, Farhan was in the room in front.

Tara goes to the mirror and straightens her hair.

The smell of food starts coming from downstairs.

Tara's heart says, "Run away."

Tara's mind says, "Where will I run away?"

Tara took a deep breath, adjusted her scarf,

opened the door and went out.

Farhan's room was in front.

The door was closed, but Tara felt as if Farhan was standing behind the door, waiting for her.

Tara started adjusting her bangles so that Farhan would come out due to the sound of the bangles.

As soon as Farhan heard the sound of the bangles,

he opened the door, as he was standing right next to it.

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