Wooing Ms.Raizada

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Jun 11

ASR’s Wrath (By Archanasuresh) (Thanked: 92 times)

ASR’s Wrath

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“Ah Mr. Alexander, thank you for gracing me with your esteemed presence” Esha said angrily.

Adil looked down at his notepad and said, “Your car is ready to leave to AR warehouse. And the presentation by designing unit is preponed by fifteen minutes as per your instructions.”

“Where were you? I asked you to report by 9.59 am with the papers! What’s the time now?” she asked angrily.

“Your father said that the papers are unnecessary and also that you would keep out during the meeting. So I stopped by a restaurant and had my breakfast. The time now is 10:25 am! Your visit is due by 10:30 am so I’m right at time, mam!” he said politely.

She took a deep breath and took her purse. “Let’s go” she said and he followed her trail.

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6 pm

Raizada Mansion

“I’m back” Esha called out and slumped on the couch in the living room.

Yara appeared from the kitchen with a cup of coffee. “Here you go sissy” she forwarded it and sat next to her. “A secret” Yara whispered, “Dad is angry at you. And so is chachu, chachi, bua and Varun bhaiyya”

“Why?” Esha frowned.

“I don’t know. They didn’t tell me. When I returned home at 4 they were talking about you. Dad said that he will talk you out of it!”

“Out of what?” Esha frowned and sipped the coffee.

“You’re back?”

The sisters looked up to find Arnav with a stern face. Beside him was Akash chachu with a same expression.

“What is it dad?” Esha stood up.

“I don’t know. You tell me” Arnav walked to her and demanded.

Esha looked at Yara who stood worried.

“Working time of AR is 9 am to 5 pm. What time is it now?” Akash asked.

Esha rolled her eyes and said, “Oh so the problem is that I’m late by an hour?” she laughed and said, “You know I always stay up to 6! I have lots of work to do!”

“And other employees? When do they leave?” Arnav asked crossing his arms.

“5 pm. As per the time” Esha said frowning, “Why?”

“Why? You asking me why?” Arnav said angrily and Esha stumbled back in worry.

“Dad what’s wrong?” she whispered.

“Your assistant stayed up late at the office for some report you demanded. He slept at your office! And bingo! The report you wanted him to do was already submitted by Aman. Explain” Akash said angrily.

Esha sighed and looked away.

“Your uncle asked for an explanation Esha” Arnav said angrily.

“I wanted the report by 12. It’s not my fault that he is slow and took his time till 4 am. He could’ve gone back home!” Esha said shrugging.

“SO THAT’S IT” Arnav screamed, “YOU HAD ONE OF YOUR EMPLOYEES STAY UP LATE AND MADE HIM SLEEP AT HIS OFFICE FOR A REPORT THAT’S ALREADY MADE! PLUS HE IS YOUR ASSISTANT NOT A PEON THAT YOU WOULD HAVE HIM PICK UP PASTA FOR YOU!”

Yara gulped at her father’s anger and looked at Esha who stood taken aback as well.

“Ah so he recited everything to you! What is he? 4?” Esha scoffed.

Arnav glared at her and Esha bit her tongue, “Sorry” she mumbled.

“Did he leave for home?” Akash asked.

Esha looked down.

“DID HE?” Arnav shouted.

“No” she said slowly.

“Why? Employees leave at 5, you said” Akash asked angrily.

“I asked him to review the designs made by.....” Esha was cut off by Arnav, “That is usually done by head designer isn’t it? And then the best designs are forwarded to you and you review it personally!”

“He is a great designer, as he claims, so I.....”

“Couldn’t you have him do that tomorrow during work hours?” Akash asked.

“What other works have you given him?” Arnav asked.

“Dad, chill” Esha cried in frustration, “He is my assistant and I give him jobs to do. Sometimes he has to take up the job of designer, accountant, manager and many positions! He is the one I turn to when I need something! The same like you and Aman uncle!”

“Well I never had Aman stay up late at office. I never asked him to re do a report which is already done. I didn’t have him sleep at office. And I didn’t treat him like a piece of dirt!” Arnav said angrily, “So don’t even compare what I did to what you are doing!”

“Well you had mom work the whole night on a stupid typewriter didn’t you?” Esha shouted, “You had her go into a ruined guest house! You almost killed her! You treated her worse than what I’m doing now! You married her for 6 months and tortured her. Insulted her, crushed her right under your feet and now....” she couldn’t complete when she felt a slap.

Yara gasped seeing her Akash chachu slapping her sister.

Esha held her cheek and looked at her uncle in shock. Her vision went to her father who stood stiff as a pole. His eyes were red and fists clenched. If she’s not wrong, she could see some tears rolling down his cheek.

“You’re right”

Esha glanced back at her uncle hearing his voice, “Your father did send her to a guest house which was ruined. She could’ve died. But that wasn’t intentional. And when he heard that she hasn’t returned home, he rushed back to the guest house. Risking his own life he saved her. He has insulted her, yes. But he was always there for her. He paid her father’s medical expenses even though he had insulted her a few minutes prior to it. He never had her run for pasta or pizzas. Although he was irked by her dressing he never forced her to wear anything out of her beliefs. Yes, he married her for six months. It was a grave mistake but he let go off his ego and apologized and rectified his mistake. So don’t even compare yourself with your father, because you’re nothing like him! He was arrogant and ruthless but he had a heart. While you are just a spoilt brat! Now before you get any more slaps, GO TO YOUR ROOM!”

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“What are you doing?”  Ana asked sitting by her brother’s side on his bed.

“Ah my dress!” she squealed.

He smiled and continued sketching the saree when she said, “Thread works, I love thread works”

“I know that” he said rolling his eyes.

“Bhaiyya, we should give the design at least 12 days before the engagement. Today is 11th and function is on...”

“22nd I know! Don’t worry....I’ll set everything right!” he said rubbing his eyes.

“Are you tired?” she asked.

“Nah I’m fine!”

“Waise when did you leave this morning? We didn’t see you leaving” Ana said.

“I left early to...meet a friend” he said lying the fact that he had actually left at night and stayed up at office.

“What’s the colour of this dress?” she asked smiling cheekily.

“You know what the colour is” he rolled his eyes.

“Pink” she squealed.

He chuckled and she said, “Listen, I want bead works on blouse”

He hummed.

“And.....”

“Ana, I know your taste!” Adil said irritated.

“Of course you know” Ana said cheekily and ruffled his hair.

“Go away” he cried.

“No” she squealed and pulled his hair.

“Ana” he called out.

“I’m gonna miss you bhaiyya” she said softly and hugged him from side.

“I won’t” he said rolling his eyes, “I’ll be finally at peace!”

“Haww” she gasped and his arm.

“Do you like them? Varun’s family?” he asked smiling.

“So much” she said happily, “Papa and Ma are so kind and understanding. Arnav uncle is so cool. Anjali bua and Yara are so loving. And then is Esha di, my best friend!”

He raised his eyebrow and she said smiling, “I know you dislike her but she is the best! Varun is really close to her and she was the first person to know about us. At first she was a bit rude and asked pointed questions but once she realized that I’m no harm to Varun, she became nice. We go for shopping, talk for hours and hours....she is the sister I never had!”

“Oh so Moron Esha has a soft side too!” Adil scoffed.

“She is very nice bhaiyya. Once you get to know her, she is awesome!” Ana said.

“Yeah right! Awesome!” Adil scoffed.

 

Jun 12

Be A Boss (By Archanasuresh) (Thanked: 90 times)

Be A Boss

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Placing the bowl of kheer on the table on the poolside, Yara sat next to her father dipping her legs in the pool. She looked at Arnav who was looking up at the sky.

“Di shouldn’t have said that” she said.

Arnav didn’t reply and Yara asked, “Are you angry at me too?”

“Why should I be?” Arnav asked.

“Because I kept quiet when she insulted you” Yara said.

“Doesn’t matter!” Arnav said.

“It’s not like I agreed to her” Yara said, “She is wrong. But at the moment no words came up my mouth and I....”

“You don’t have to justify yourself Yara. I’m not angry at you. I can never be!” Arnav said.

“Then have the kheer” she said smiling and took the kheer bowl.

“Badam kheer, sugarless, just the way you like” she said and Arnav smiled. “Ah you smiled” Yara said happily.

“Even Khushi used to do this” Arnav said smiling, “When I was upset, she used to make me kheer. Di too!”

“I know. I’ve been taking tips from bua” Yara said laughing.

“How’s Esha?” he asked.

“I don’t know” Yara shrugged, “She slammed her door shut and never opened!”

“She must be crying” Arnav whispered.

“I like Adil” Yara said, “He is so good at his work and very kind too. Why does di hate him?”

Arnav smiled and said, “He hurt her ego. And the greatest thing Esha possess, other than her anger, is ego!”

“Why does everyone compare you and her dad?” Yara asked, “Why am I compared to mom?”

“Nobody is like another person Yara. Esha is arrogant and ruthless businesswoman. Her brilliance resembles mine, that’s all. She is a completely different person And so are you. You have Khushi’s cheerfulness and interest in cooking. But beyond that, you’re a person of your own!” Arnav said,

Yara smiled sadly and asked, “Do I cook well? Like her?”

Arnav tasted the kheer and said, “Not bad. But not too good! And like her.....well I haven’t eaten anything that tasty after her death!”

Yara took a deep breath and said, “Sometimes I feel jealous of di and Varun bhaiyya. They saw mamma. They have memories of her while I have none! All I have is her photograph and the stories you have told me!”

“Jealous of Esha” Arnav chuckled sadly, “She watched her mother die.”

“How did she die dad?” Yara asked.

“We told you right? Accident” Arnav said his face becoming hard, “We were returning home after your birth. You were on Esha’s lap in the backseat. Khushi was next to her. A drunk driver with his lorry came across us and before he could crash our car, Khushi pushed Esha, and you, out. Due to the impact I fell out of the car but she got stuck up inside it. I lost consciousness since I hit my head on a rock but Esha...she watched the car burn into flames.”

“Is that the truth?” Yara whispered.

“Yeah” Arnav said.

“It doesn’t feel so” she said and looked at her father’s face. His usual charm had faded away and was replaced by a pale colour.

“That’s only you have to know” he said hoarsely and looked up at the sky.

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“Here you go everyone! Today’s special is paratha, butter naan, malai kofta, aalo bindi, gobi manjurian, tomato rice, tamarind rice....”

“Woah woah woah, slow down, are we having a feast?” Varun asked Yara as everyone sat on their chairs at the dining table.

“Kitchen is overflowing with vegetables” Yara shrugged, “HP uncle accidently shopped twice!”

“So?”

“So, we need to use the vegetables before they starts to rot. And here we have, Yara’s special!” Yara said widening her arms at the dishes at the dining table.

“Wow” Anjali cried and Payal inhaled the scent.

“Papa, compliment her!” Varun cried at Akash who was looking at the stairs.

“Esha and bhai?” he asked to Yara.

“Papa will come now and di...she is not opening her door” Yara said.

Akash sighed and said, “I shouldn’t have slapped her!”

“You did right” Varun said, “She shouldn’t have said those things to chachu!”

“It’s our fault” Akash said looking at Anjali, “We were always easy on her. Always took her arrogance and attitude as a result of witnessing her mother’s death. We should’ve taught her better!”

Anjali nodded and said, “Chotte has never raised her voice on her. You too! She must be seriously hurt!”

“I should go talk to her” Akash said standing up when Arnav came in.

“I’ll go” Arnav said, “I want to have a talk with her. Yara, can you make two plates?”

“Yes dad” Yara said and took out two plates, setting her father’s and sister’s dinner.

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“Esha....open the door” Arnav called out knocking the door. Yara stood behind with a tray containing two plates of food.

“Di.....” she called out.

No reply.

“Esha” Arnav called out again and knocked harder this time.

“Either you open the door or I open it with a spare key” Arnav said.

The door clicked open and Esha looked at them.

Arnav looked at his daughter with the same clothes she wore to office, her eyes red and cheeks strained with tears. He looked at Yara who walked in and placed the tray on the table.

“Thanks dear. Go have dinner” he said and Yara nodded.

Esha walked to the bed and sat down while Arnav closed the door.

He sat on the couch, before the table, and said, “Yara has prepared a feast. She has made you tomato rice, your favourite! And yeah, malai kofta my favourite!”

He looked at her who was looking down and sniffling.

“Esha, come and have dinner! You cannot have Yara’s efforts go in vain” he said chuckling.

Esha stood up and walked to the couch. Sitting next to Arnav, she took the glass of juice and sipped it.

“Here” he took her plate and forwarded a spoon of tomato rice. She looked at him and said, “I’m sorry”

He said nothing but pushed the spoon into her mouth. She chewed the rice and he kept the plate down.

“Sorry for what? For what you did to Adil or....”

“For insulting you....and mamma” she whispered.

He sighed and said, “What you said was right. I did treat her badly. I released her video that caused so much trouble to her family! I have nothing to justify that. But Esha, do you know the reason why I shared my deeds with you?” he looked at her who nodded no.

“I didn’t want you to repeat the same mistakes that I did. I have done many wrong things. Khushi was an angel to forgive me. Actually I never hated her. I loved her from the very first time I saw her. But I was scared of love. I was scared about my feelings so I pushed her away. I hurt her and made her away from me! I had.....leave it! It’s all past. But seeing you following the same path, with more arrogance and cruelty, is hurting me. I didn’t expect this from you. Not after I told you about what I did to your mother. You’ve disappointed me....and everyone!”

Esha looked down and bit her lip, holding the tears.

“Mamma too?” she whispered.

“Yes” he said.

“I....I hate him” she said in tears, “And I really don’t know why. He is talented, skilled but....he always challenges me. I feel like he is a threat to what I am! Like, from the first day he has this I-am-not-scared-of-anyone attitude; he is different from every other employee and.....”

“And being middle class doesn’t help” Arnav completed.

“I hate when people crosses me. Like he is working under me and he shouldn’t.....”

“Esha” Arnav said calmly, “He is an employee not a slave.”

She looked at him and he said, “It’s your company now. You need designs, clothes that will sell, models and many other people and your employees are actually helping you. You cannot do anything without their efforts. So they are the real bosses! Once you realize this, running any company is a cake walk!”

“So you mean I should give total freedom to do whatever he wish!” she said.

“As far as that doesn’t cause any harm. If he harassing any other employee you have all rights to fire him. But judging him on the basis of his ringtone or shoes is wrong. Trust me I have done it before and I still blame myself for that!” he said.

Taking a pause he said, “Being a boss and being a tyrant is different Esha. BE A BOSS! It took me years to become one. You haven’t seen me before Khushi entered. I was so....so rude to my employees that everyone hated me. But then Akash joined AR. I started to see how the employees feel and the work load on them when I saw my brother working hard. I started to mellow down a bit. And then your mother came in! I changed a lot. And slowly my employees started loving and respecting me. It can be heard from their good morning Esha. The way they wish you. Wishing out of fear and wishing out of respect is different. It took me long to earn that respect. I don’t want you to take that long.” He patted her shoulder and took his plate.

“Will you forgive me?” she whispered.

Arnav smiled as he tore a paratha and dipped it in malai kofta. “I was never angry at you to forgive you. I was hurt...but I can never be angry at you!”

“Why are you so good?” Esha cried.

Arnav chuckled and forwarded the paratha to her, “Try it!”

She opened her mouth and chewed the paratha.

“Every food has different tastes. We love some but that doesn’t mean that the others are bad!” he said smiling.

She smiled faintly and said, “Good metaphor”

“Give him a chance” he said chuckling, “He is talented, I know. You wouldn’t have hired him if he was not!”

 

 

Jun 12

Moron Esha or Mild Esha? (By Archanasuresh) (Thanked: 98 times)

Moron Esha or Mild Esha?

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9.00 am

AR Fashions

 

“Meeting with Mr. Malhotra at 10:00 am, an introductory address to our new interns, from Fashion Institute Delhi at, 11:30 am. Mr. Samuels has promised to discuss about the terms of our deal with his company over lunch at 12:30 pm at Blue Orchid restaurant. Meeting with the Russian clients at 3:00 pm” Adil finished and looked up from his notepad.

Esha nodded and said, “Forward me the Malhotra deal file before the meeting. You ought to attend it with me”

“Sure mam”

“And the interns....pre-pone the address to 11 and book me an appointment with Dr. Mehra at 11:30” Esha said.

“Yes mam” he said noting it down. He forwarded the file to her and said, “These are the designs you asked me to review yesterday. The first two are brilliant but the remaining are very dull and not appealing. And most of them are already introduced styles so there is nothing creative in it. The designers have just experimented different colours on already existing styles”

Esha took the file and nodded “I’ll see to it!”

“Anything else mam?” he asked raising an eyebrow.

“No, you can leave” she said and buried herself into the file.

Adil frowned and walked out of the room.

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“WOW!” Adil exclaimed as he sat on his chair, “No insults, no work, no abuses thrown at my face! Did she hit her head somewhere?”

He looked at his notepad. Oh yes, appointment.

Opening his laptop he browsed through the document of important contacts shared with him. Dr. Mehra........ah yes! Here it is!

Dr. Priya Mehra.

Taking his office phone, he dialled the number.

“Hello, neurology department, city hospital” a female voice greeted.

Neurology?

“Umm....hello mam, I’m calling from AR Fashion house. Can I get an appointment of Dr. Mehra at 11:30 am today?”

Sorry Dr. Mehra is packed for the day”

“No appointments are possible today?” he asked, “Err...my boss Ms. Raizada specifically wanted it to be today at 11:30”

“No it’s not....wait Ms. Raizada you said?”

“Err...yes”

“Let me talk to Dr. Mehra. I’ll get back to you in five minutes”

“Ok mam thank you”

He kept the phone down and frowned. What’s the deal with Esha and neurology?

He looked down at the notepad and frowned. She has met the doctor yesterday too.

He shrugged off and took his phone. Dialling a number he said, “Stephy, this is Adil. Bring me the Malhotra deal file.”

“Ok sir”

“And inform the intern head that Ms. Raizada’s address to interns is preponed to 11!”

“Sure sir”

“Thank you”

He kept the phone down and was about to bury himself down into work when the phone rang.

“Hello”

“Hello, this is from the neurology department City Hospital.”

“Ah yes, tell me mam”

“Dr. Mehra has agreed to the appointment. Ms. Raizada can meet her at 11:30, sharp!”

“Thank you mam”

He kept down the phone and his buzzer buzzed

“Oh yes, Moron Esha calling” he said smirking, “Wonder what abuse is she gonna hurl at me!”

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“Yes mam” he said.

 “Sit down” she said looking up from the laptop.

“I’m sorry?”

“Adil, sit down!”

Adil! That sounded nice from her!

He sat down and looked at her in confusion.

“Err...I....me...” she stammered and he gaped at her. What! Moron Esha and stammering!

“Ummm.....would you like to go back to the fashion designing unit?” she asked.

“You’re demoting me?” he asked.

“That’s what you wanted right?” she asked.

“Is this because I told your father that you’re overburdening me? You’re demoting me because of that?” he asked.

She shrugged and said, “If you wish you can return to designing!”

“Umm...Esh...mam, if every day is gonna be like this morning, I don’t mind working under you. I do have a strong dislike towards you but I’m a professional. I think I can learn so much things if I’m your PA. Like I can use my designing skills by reviewing designs and pointing out suggestions. Sometimes I become an accountant by going through reports....if only you’re a bit easy on me, I would love to work as your PA”

She nodded and said, “So you don’t want a transfer?”

“If you intend to make me work overnight and use me as a servant then, yes. But if the atmosphere is like today morning, that’s just few minutes before, then I don’t need a transfer!”

“Fine, you can continue” she said nodding.

“Thank you mam” he said smiling.

She nodded and looked at her watch.

“Malhotra file will be here before the meeting” he said.

“Appointment with Dr. Mehra?”

“Set mam. You can meet her at 11:30, sharp” he said and she nodded.

“You can leave” she said and he nodded walking away.

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“Hmmm” he hummed swirling his chair.

“Looks like something happened at home!” he said to himself, “What made Moron Esha turn into Mild Esha? God is this a sign? A silence before storm?”

He took his mobile and dialled his sister.

“Ha bhaiyya”

“Did Varun say something.....something that happened at his house?”

“About Esha?”

“Yeah”

“Why didn’t you tell me that she was treating you bad at work?”

“Woh sab ****o. What did he say?”

“He said that papa slapped her. Arnav chachu talked to her!”

“Slap!” he gasped.

“Yeah. She cried a lot, he said. Arnav chachu made her understand her faults, I think. Is she behaving well now?”

“Yeah she is very calm!”

“Good” she said, “Acha bhaiyya, I gotta go. I’m busy here at work”

“Ok bye”

So that’s it! That’s the reason!

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“Come in” she said and Adil walked in. “Yes?” she looked at him.

“The Malhotra file” he said forwarding it.

She nodded and took it. She said, “In the meeting we would be discussing about the terms of the deal and the designs we could have in our merger show. So you need to take notes!”

He nodded.

“And pay attention to every word he says. He is a cunning man. Will try to trap us in his web of lies. So beware. I’m telling you this because this is your first time” she said and he nodded.

“Anything else?” she asked.

“I’m sorry” he said.

She kept the file down and looked at him. “Why?”

“I’m sorry that your uncle.....slapped you because of me! I didn’t want any of those to happen! Please don’t misunderstand me!” he said.

He looked at her clenched face. She looked away and took a deep breath. “It’s fine” she said.

“I didn’t complain to your father, if you think so. I just ranted out my frustration and...”

“It’s fine Adil. Now get back to work” she shouted.

“Sorry.....uh yeah. Yes mam” he said and hurried away.

Okay, not bad! He said to himself.

Mild Esha is okay to work with! Much much better than Moron Esha.

 

Jun 18

The Lehenga (By Archanasuresh) (Thanked: 87 times)

The Lehenga

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“Designing?” Varun asked as he walked into the room.

Arnav looked up from his sketch book and smiled.

“Saree for Yara” he said and kept the book aside. Varun sat on the bed and looked at the book. “Wow, awesome” he cried.

Arnav smiled.

“How are your preparations going on?” Arnav asked.

“Of what? Marriage or test?” Varun asked.

“Both”

“Marriage....I don’t know. Mom and dad are busy planning. I don’t know what the groom is supposed to do! Test....well physical test is cleared and the final interview is within four days...so I’m stressed! I hope I get through it! Dad would be disappointed if I fail!”

“You will get through” Arnav said, “You worked hard for this! You left the job at AR to be a police officer!”

Varun smiled and nodded, “There is a problem. If I get selected I’ll have to go for training. That’s the main reason why I put forward the marriage matter. I want to marry Ana before I leave!”

“What’s the problem then?”

Varun chuckled and said, “I might not be able to see her...and you all too!”

“Don’t worry, you guys will make it!” Arnav said patting his shoulder.

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“Hey, lunching alone?” Aman asked sitting opposite to Adil in the canteen.

Adil smiled and nodded.

“You didn’t make any friends here?” Aman asked taking a bite of his pizza.

“I tried. Apparently no one wants to be my friend” Adil shrugged, “Except the watchman. He loves me!”

Aman chuckled and said, “Me. I’m your friend. And Esha too!” he added laughing.

Adil burst out laughing and said, “Yeah right. Esha is my best friend!”

“So how’s it going? Is she troubling you more?”

“No, it’s fine! She has mellowed down!” Adil said smiling, “ASR lectured her, Ana said!”

“I heard” Aman said nodding.

“What’s the deal with Esha and Dr. Mehra, the neurosurgeon at city hospital?” Adil asked suddenly.

Aman stopped eating and looked at him shocked. “How do you know?”

“She asked me to book an appointment! She has gone there and didn’t return but left me a message to cancel every appointments of today” Adil said.

“Don’t tell ASR” Aman said.

“Okay” Adil said frowning.

“No one, I mean. No one should know” Aman said seriously.

“Is there anything wrong?” Adil asked.

“Nothing you should know” Aman said and looked down to his pizza.

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“Daaaaaaad” Yara screamed as she entered his room.

“What the! What happened?” Arnav and Varun jumped from the bed alarmed.

“Uh nothing wrong” Yara smiled cheekily.

Arnav clutched his heart and said, “You could’ve given me an attack Yara” Varun made him sit on the bed and gave him a glass of water. He looked at Yara and scolded, “Your father is growing old Yara. Don’t do such stunts again!”

“Sorry” Yara bit her lip and looked down.

“It’s ok. Come here!” Arnav forwarded his arm and she ran to him. She had her arms tied to her back.

“What are you hiding?” Arnav asked.

“Can.....Can I....Can I wear this for Varun bhaiyya’s engagement?” Yara asked nervously showing the dress she had in her hands.

“Wow” Varun cried looking at the beautiful dress, “It’s beautiful! Where did you get this from?”

“Found this on maasi’s wardrobe. I asked her and she told....that this is mamma’s....” Yara finished nervously and Varun looked at Arnav.

Arnav was staring the red-blue lehenga.

Images of him dragging her up the mandir steps flashed before his eyes.

The shock in her eyes!

The six months contract!

The insults from family.

The slap from Garima.

The hurt look from Payal.

The broken look from Anjali.

The disbelief on Nani.

Her tears!

The way she clutched the mangalsutra and broke down before him.

The way she held his collar demanding answers.

Sleeping alone in the cold at poolside!

Being kicked out of her own house!

Her broken heart!

“Dad” Yara whispered and Arnav forwarded his arm.

Yara handed him the lehenga and Arnav said hoarsely, blinking his tears, “I’ll design you a sari or lehenga.....whatever you want”

“Sari” she said looking down.

He clutched the lehenga and nodded.

“Chachu” Varun whispered and held his shoulder, “Are you okay?”

Arnav nodded and said, “Leave me alone for a while”. He stood up and walked to the poolside clutching the lehenga close to his heart.

Jun 23

Yashi and Sara? Nah, its Yara! (By Archanasuresh) (Thanked: 78 times)

Yashi and Sara? Nah, its Yara!

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“What happened?” Esha asked as she slumped on the couch. Walking into Raizada mansion and having Yara’s hot cup of tea with hop gossips is something Esha always look forward to, although she never admits it aloud. But her sister’s dull face that evening made her frown and shake off her ego to ask what happened.

“I....I hurt dad” Yara whispered.

“What? Why? How?” Esha sat up.

“I asked him whether I can wear mamma’s lehenga for Varun bhaiyya’s engagement” Yara said slowly, tears brimming in her eyes.

“Which lehenga?”

“Red and blue lehenga!”

Esha sighed and said, “Yara, papa has many memories of her. They are the only things that keeps him sane! But not every memory is pleasant. Although that lehenga looks beautiful, it was when mamma wore it that she cried the most! That day is a black day in papa’s life! Although the life after that seemed blissful he never forgave himself for mamma’s tears on that day!”

“Was it that day that they got married? Six months?” Yara asked slowly.

Esha nodded.

“Oh god” Yara whispered, “I’ve hurt him beyond extent! He...”

“It’s okay. You didn’t mean to” Esha whispered and hugged her sister tight, “Don’t cry. It was not intentional”

Yara sniffled and buried her face in her sister’s neck.

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“Aww my baby....look at her” Arnav cooed as he took his one day old daughter in his arms. The baby had opened her eyes and was looking around clueless.

“Soooo cute” Esha whispered as she caressed her sister’s cheeks. Arnav sat on the green recliner with Esha and Varun on his either sides craning their necks to see the baby.

“She is looking at me” Varun whispered and leaned to the baby.

As the boy leaned to her, the baby started wailing.

“Varun” Esha chided and pushed back the boy, “You made her cry” she scolded.

“I’m sorry” Varun said slowly and dipped his head down guiltily.

Arnav chuckled and said, “Aww it’s okay. Don’t feel bad dear. Babies cry often” he said and started rocking the baby.

“Sachi?” Varun asked looking up and Arnav nodded.

“Still.....you made her cry” Esha huffed in anger, “You made my sister cry!”

Varun shrunk back to Arnav and hid behind him while Esha stood glaring at her brother.

Arnav laughed and continued rocking the baby. “Esha, even you made Varun cry when he was a baby!”

Varun peeped from Arnav’s shoulder and said, “See, Esha di is also bad!”

Esha bit her lip and looked down. She then looked up and cried, “No. I didn’t make him cry”

“You did” Arnav said and leaned down to kiss the baby. He started whispering nothings to her ear and rocked her in his arms. He looked up and said, “You patted his cheeks for him to wake up and he started crying out loud!”

Varun gasped and Esha looked down.

“Esha di...you’re evil” he gasped and huffed.

Esha looked down. Her eyes started brimming and she said, “Sorry Varun”

Arnav laughed and said, “God you kids.....babies cry at small things. It’s none of your fault. Okay, calm down! See....baby calmed down! Now it’s your turn!”

“Haww baby is happy” Varun said happily and Esha looked at her sister who has now stopped crying.

“What’s happening?” a voice came from bed and the trio looked at Khushi who sat up.

“You’re up” Arnav said smiling and walked to her. He sat near her on the bed and Khushi leaned on him. She caressed the baby’s cheek and Arnav asked, “Are you feeling okay? Should I call the doctor?”

“Nah, I’m fine. A bit tired!” Khushi murmured.

“Mamma, baby opened her eyes” Esha said happily. Varun nodded enthusiastically. Of course they would. They were waiting for so long for the baby to open her eyes. Why is she sleeping so much? Esha and Varun were so much eager for her to join them to play!

Khushi smiled and looked at the baby who was looking at her with her round eyes.

“Big eyes!” she murmured and Arnav said, “Tum par gayi hai.....I hope she won’t have devi maiyya as her first word”

She hit his arm and he chuckled.

“What was my first word?” Varun asked lying down on the big bed on his stomach, his elbows supporting on the bed.

“Ma” Khushi said smiling, “Jiji was so happy”

“And mine?” Esha asked happily.

“Bua” Arnav said chuckling.

“Haww I called Anjali bua for the first time!” Esha gasped.

Khushi nodded.

Varun laughed and said, “Esha di, you didn’t call pa or ma.....poor Esha di!”

Esha huffed and slapped his arm. Varun laughed and rolled on the bed.

“What is her name?” Varun asked sitting up and gazing at the baby.

“What do you want as her name?” Arnav asked playing with the baby’s small little fingers.

“Hmmm....Cinderella!” Varun said happily.

“No” Esha said, “She is snow white. Look at her....she is soooo beautiful”

“Even Cinderella is beautiful” Varun pouted.

“Snow White is the most beautiful” Esha argued.

“But Cinderella is.......Cinderella” Varun said frowning. He scratched his head and said, “She is Cinderella”

“Snow white is the best” Esha declared.

Khushi chuckled and said, “Why don’t we name her Ariel?”

“Nahi” both the kids cried and Arnav hissed, “Sshhhh”

“Sorry” they whispered and Varun said, “Ariel had a sad life. She lost her voice. She didn’t get the prince”

“Ooooh” Khushi said, “That’s so bad. She is not Ariel!”

Esha and Varun nodded seriously. Khushi hid her laughter and looked at Arnav who was smiling as well.

“We’ll name her Yashi” Varun said raising his hand, “I saw it in a serial. That beautiful baby had the name Yashi!”

“No” Esha huffed, “She should be named Sara. That was the heroine’s name in yesterday’s movie”

“Yashi is cute” Varun said.

“Sara is best” Esha declared.

Arnav placed the now sleeping baby in the cradle. “She slept” Varun gasped.

“Why is she always sleeping?”Esha said sadly.

“Because my dear, babies sleep a lot” Khushi said softly, “So the names. Why don’t we combine Yashi and Sara?”

Varun and Esha looked at each other. Esha forwarded her hand and said, “I’m okay with combining names. Deal?”

Khushi’s mouth formed an O and she glared at her husband who smirked. “I told you not to talk about deals in front of her” she hissed and Arnav shrugged.

Varun frowned at the hand and lifted his hesitantly. “Deal?” he said scratching his head and Esha shook their hands firmly. “DEAL” she declared.

“Okay” Varun said slowly frowning, trying to figure out what his sister meant by DEAL.

“So combining them....Yashi plus Sara....that’s Yara or Sashi!” Arnav said.

“Sashi! It’s my father’s name” Khushi said laughing.

“Yara” Esha said and looked at Varun.

“I like Yara” little Varun said smiling widely

“So Yara be it then” Arnav said smiling. Varun and Esha got off the bed and ran to the cradle. Standing on their toes they craned their neck to the sleeping baby and whispered, “Hello Yara”

Arnav chuckled and Khushi leaned on his smiling.

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Parking his bike and throwing his helmet away, Adil rushed into the hospital building. Holding the reception table for balance he asked breathlessly, “Excuse me, can you please tell me where Mrs. Serene Alexander is taken to?”

The receptionist looked at his state and hurried to type something on her computer. “She is in the operation theatre 3 in the 1st floor”

Without saying thank you he ran to the stairs and climbed them in a go.

“Ana” he cried seeing his sister sitting in tears in front of the operation theatre.

Ana looked up and ran to her brother. Hugging him tight she burst into tears. “What happened to mamma?” he asked in quivering voice.

“She.....slipped from stairs....she hit her back of neck on the steps...doctors......doctors said it’s critical” Ana said in between of sobs.

The Operation Theatre opened and Adil sprang up. The doctor walked out to Ana and he asked, “How is she doctor?”

“You are?”

“My brother” Ana said crying, “How is mamma?”

“I’m sorry” the doctor said with fallen face. He held Adil’s hand and said, “She had hit her neck very badly! We couldn’t save her.”

Ana screamed and slumped on to the floor. The doctor patted his arm and walked away. Adil stood rooted, his limbs feeling numb.

“Ma....” his voice choked and a lone tear rolled over his cheek.

 

 

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