hOuSe No-13...hElP me In CoMpLeTiNg It....

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Hello vry1..well i planned to right a mysterious story in this discussion.with all ur help...i m writing the first half or plot of story... Hoping ur response..to complete the story..do..write ur ideas to move story further and intersting..ansd at the end of day..ill update it.....here it is... Who the hell...must be your first reaction when were about to kiss ema watson..and sm1 waked you by calling you...i am not an xception..why the hell i invested in this interrupt box..was my additional reaction..:-)..with semi opened eyes..i first landed my finger in smthing hot..tea i guess...that wake me enough to attend the call..i was certain..it ws she..but what interested me was the reason for calling at 5.00 in morning...my curiosty accelerated on hearing.."Move your butt fast and leave your home as early as possible".. wat the crap at 5 in morning... 5?..its 8..u lazy as*..... "wat???...well u see last night i was a bit.."..bt she was fast enough to say ..Just dont try..u sucks in it..u just listen to me..that Mr. Gupta of 13 .. oh god....wat u want yaar...i told u vrything about that meet last night...i interrupted.. shut up....(though usually she give a bit respect to me..atleast in words)..sm1 killed him... Well that was smthing i was nt prepared to listen...and that frightening conserned in her voice..made me to jump out of my bed.... ..U knw wat it means...she carries on..u will be the prime suspect..and tht neetu will certify that... yaar! i must hav kissed ema..2marrow may be i had to sleep behind bars...was running in my dustbin(MIND I MEAN).. i dont knw wat the hell is my thinking pattrn..i mean i am in such a wierd situation..just informed abt a murder of sm1..to whom i said gudnight at 12.30 previous night..even neetu commented "u seems to be changed..hnn..i mean with mr.Gupta at midnight..poor aditi" when i ws crossing the park....and all i ws conserned about was ema..really sometime i thought..am an Alien out here..but above all i cannt change it..thats what i m..a thoughtless..lazy crap....the best part is..she termed this attitude of mine as "COOL DUDE"... "I KNOW...(alien in me landed back to earth with these words..)..U cannt think of anything right now..Just do as i told u ..meet me at ambience in 30 min..we will sort it out there"... ahh..that complimentary part of her...the sexiest part of her personality 4 me... may be 1 of the reasons y we are togther 4 last 3 years..we compliment and understand completely each other.... ill be there in 30 min.. "Bike key will probably be in ur jeans ..dnt waste time in searching themm..u short term memory"..well smtimes complimentary part is too much to handle... Mr.Gupta ..a mystery man for whole neighourhood..and source of pure gossip for creative and enthustic ladies in my society..shifted 4 months ago...in house no. 13.. Neetu(Head of creatiev departmnt) declared that he will survive 4 more then a week in H.no 13... inspite of all scary..ghosty..immortal..stories about the house..i myself found smthing strange and attractive in h.no 13... thts y i ws more thn desperate to meet Mr.gupta..when i heared sm1 shifted in "EATING HUT"(they termed the house..eating hut..out of horror..bt i found smthing humorous in the name) after 6 years...And last night it was my 2nd meeting with the man...who is nt intersting in meeting me again...:-) The meeting we had last time was again..a bit different.. I was riding back to home after dropping aditi to home.....while crossing the street across house no 13..i was thinking about the way she usually kisses..when i drop her..well..her lips gently touches mine..and she just roll he lips over mine..as if a soft wet rose presses against my lips..man..mind it that feeling is a million dollar product...and even it dominates my dustbin.. The whole romantic thinking stuff comes to an end ..when i saw smthing strange..in eating huts' window..and appling the sudden disk brakes..landed me on street...and there i was all alone..under my 170kg weighing pulsar..and bleeding elbow.. But the thing i was more interested in ..was that window...inspite of holding my sweetheart pulsar..i was gazing towards window...Two shadows were visible..a little yellow light coming frm behind the room ..help me in seeing that... It seems that an argument was going between them..their body language states that..though i was too far to listen them....it was known to me..that Mr.gupta lives all alone in that house ..and nobody had seen any1 xcept him in tht hut..in past 6 months..then who the hell is the girl..suddenly the male shadow..grips neck of female..and it doesnt require to be einstein to guess that he would kill her in a moment....Normally i am not a heroistic kinnda guy..but i dnt knw what prompted me to run toward the house...(may be the cute figure of female shadow..u knw abt my dustbin..:-))..i was about to enter the main gate..whn i saw..a shadow opening the gate..though he was nt visible..a few moments ago..that bcz of damaged street lights....i quickly figured out..he was Mr.Gupta..now that turns me in cold blood statue...hws that possible..and the window..all clean..nthing..was there..i told him everything..i realised that..his expression changed quickly thn a normal human...Smthing in him was also horrifying..a 5'5 guy..in undergarments only..eyes make it clear.that he was a hardcore drug addict...and the catchy part was..a big scar above his left eye..certainly..knife had to do smthing with it.. "wat makes u pale n statue.." he asked... i told him evrything...i noticed tht he was not horrified..but he was like...as a secret of him had revealed...... "thats wholly a fiction..i myself locked my house...and there is just 1 entrance..to it..how can ny1 enter in it"..he answred... His flow confirmed that he belongs to a high society and must be a rich guy... "bt i am in my senses..i had seen tht stuff....Come with me ..he interrupted". i was a bit hesitated in entering but soon i said to myself..dude..u dnt believe in ghost n stuff..just do it... he showed me the drawing room..wich i was talking about.there was nothing there... 1 thing that clicked me was..why he was so desperate to prove there is no 1 in the house..whereas a normal man will try to find if there is sm1 or nt..... he showed me vry corner of house..i was right..he ws indeed a rich guy..the interior..of drawing room suggests that ..only 2 rooms were cleaned and decorated.and else of the house was dirty and unused...he clarify tht the house is too big 4 me..so i cleaned the portion i need to usee....i argued a bit about the fact that sm1 was..there..bt soon i realised y the hell am i arrguing..it doesnt matter to me if there ws sm1 othr in house or not..so i shifted arguement to general discussion..and soon said gudnigt to himm..and left the house..thats when i encountered Neetu............ NOw i need ur brains to complete it..mine dustbin needs some rest.:-)))..please do reply,,we togther will complete the storyyyy