Part 13 : The Knotty Affair

The Knotty Affair.

New Delhi.

The summer in the capital is getting unbearable; now days hardly one can hear a bird chirp. It was not an expectation day for Priya. Like always she followed her strict routine. Sharp at 5 she gets up, after finishing her regular drink i.e one large glass warm water with one lemon squeezed in it; she leave for walk that lasts till 6 am. Next she gets ready for the day after shower. There remains no change if it is a weekday or weekend or a day to office or she will be travelling. For her that day was travelling day.

“Good Morning.” Wishing everyone present there she sat to have breakfast.

“Is there any need to buy a Pent House in Mumbai and at that cost? I mean you could have acquired anything here.” Asked Sudheer disapproving the idea of acquiring a Pent house

“It is needed papa. I mean we all have to move to Mumbai now and then. Though Kapoors have a great reputation about their dealing but they will be giving us a tough time I guess.” Said Priya taking two pieces of bread from the serving plate. “And if maa also wants to go there she will not have to run here and there. I will be appointing a full time care taker so that we can make us feel home there too.”

“An investment is an investment.” Said Jayesh walking inside, “26 crores is a good amount to invest in Mumbai, it will come back in double within years and Ashok had make me visit it virtually only after my nod Priya said yes to the deal.” Looking around for Priya, Jayesh asked her to be quick.

In next one hour and half or less, Priya and Jayesh were on their way to the airport. She checked with her hand bag that carried few essentials.

“Priya, Ram will come in person to receive you.” Said Jayesh very seriously.

“Why I am having this feeling that I have somehow made you upset?” Priya asked humbly.

“Yes you have.”

“But why?” asked Priya worried.

“IS THERE SOMETHING THAT YOU ARE HIDING FROM ME?” asked Jayesh startling Priya.”IS THERE ANYTHING BREWING UP BETWEEN YOU AND RAM?”

“What are you saying uncle?” under her stammered reply she tried to smile, “He is our biggest client and challenge, I respect him and that's it!” she answered with constant stammer.

“Okay better. But I will expect if any day something brews up you will tell me first.” Knowing Priya was lying Jayesh stressed his faith in her.

“There will be nothing.” Confidently Priya replied. “He is my client and will remain the same.”

~~

The flight took off on time. At first Priya used to travel in economy class, even she travelled in trains to save money but when she has that amount to spend; first class tickets only please her. If she is in hurry only then business class suffice. But, days were gone when she used to pat her with economy class. With no such rush at that time there were only 4 passengers including her in the first class. The co-passenger was very keen to talk to her but Priya was least bothered about the surroundings. With the music playing into her ears and the book she was reading she stalled herself in her own world.

“Excuse me Ma’am” the flight attendant humbly smiled as Priya responded to her. “That gentleman over there was trying to reach you. He just cared if he does knows you. Oblige us.”

Taking off her glasses Priya turned her head to a right angle to see that man. “No I don't.” Said Priya starting to read again. “ and please no more bothering.”

“Anything you want Ma’am?” she asked her humbly. Having a nod of variance, the flight attendant walked away. Might be the person was known to her but after a particular incident when she fell into the trap of a journalist, when she had just started travelling alone for business, Priya never entertained any unknown face or better to say only family and friends are entertained by her in public places.

Mumbai...

The flight didn't take long. It arrived at Mumbai airport as scheduled. With her stroller and handbag she walked outside and saw Ram waiting for her there only. He looked more dapper that day. The black suit with slate grey strokes on it complimented him in the best possible way. Where as she was in a t shirt one size larger than her and a palazzo with the flip flops making flattery sound against the floor.

“Good Morning.” Ram wished taking off his glasses, “Even the aviation system knows how much you hate delays.” Shifting the trolley from her hand to his he called his chauffeur. “This way.” Ram pointed. They walked along and stopped in front of Ram’s Audi.

“Can you just get a car hired for me?” Priya asked.

“Why?” Ram corrected himself.  “I mean I himself is at your service. If you want I can ask Ravi to take leave. I will be your personal chauffeur for the days you will stay here.”

“Very Funny but that doesn't suffice to make me laugh.” Scolded Priya making a face indicating her annoyance. “Well I need to discuss something with you. Personal.” She stressed on the last word. Without letting her complete she was pushed by a lady aside who hugged Ram. “What the fuck!” pulling the lady out from Ram’s arm she made her stand next to her. Coming in front Priya demanded an explanation for her just made ridiculous action.

“Who is this aunty?” said the girl out of her annoyance, “Ram and why are you with her?” she moved to him again. Ram couldn't stop himself from grinning. He was enjoying the irritation that built around Priya.

“Babe she is an associate. She is a big name in the Industry. So  what brought you here?” Ram asked after his reply.

“Actually dad gifted me an exotic trip to Maldives and after you turned me down I thought to try my luck there.” The lady leaned to Ram and tried to whisper, “at least I am better than this aunty. Try me baby.” Ram again grinned.

“Right now I have a lot of pending work and prior engagement and if I am lucky, after your Maldives trip I will definitely.” Ram replied.

“Aunty where are your kids?” asked that girl to Priya.

“Ask your father babes.” Sarcastically replied Priya. Ignoring her presence she concentrated on her phone. Priya’s reply was bang on back to the annoying girl, spoilt brat of another business man. It was hard for Ram to keep his laugh under control. His grin went away translating it into a suppressed laugh.

“What did you say right now?” the girl demanded an apology.

“Exactly what you heard.” Showing middle fingers of her both hands Priya glared at Ram, who was then laughing with all his might.

“Disgusting people. Ill mannered, ill behaved.” The girl started walking towards the entrance.

“Same to you babes and don't forget to ask your father.” Priya voiced.

“FUCK OFF.” The girl shouted.

Priya was about to reply when Ram stopped her. “Enough for today ma’am. It will take two days to digest what I saw right now.” Priya looked back to Ram. Who continued, “She is just a little girl of 19, her father wanted me to marry her. I turned down calling her my little sister. She thought you to be my match and just came here to break this.”

“Is his father mad?” Priya retorted, “Really marrying off a 19 year old with a 32 year old.”

“34. I am two years elder than you.” Ram corrected. “Ravi..” he called his chauffeur. When he came and stood there, Ram gave him two hundred rupee notes and asked him to leave for bungalow and inform the mistress of house i.e his mother that he will come with Priya in hours. He obeyed.

“Come.” Ram gestured Priya to get into the car. Priya secured her seat and pulled across the seat belt crossing her chest.

“ I need to go to Bandra first.” Priya said dialing a number.

“Why?”

“One minute.” She had the caller on line, “Hi Ashok I am here. Will be there in an hour maybe. Mr. Kapoor is helping me out.” She spoke.

“I have asked Samar to be there and pardon me for my absence you know my about the trip and convey my thanks to Ram for being there. At least you have a friend by your side.” Ashok replied happily.

“Just a business associate Ashok.” Priya grind every word under her breath.

“Okay okay but he is a gentleman. Tell him the reason he will help you with the new place.” Ashok suggested like a big brother.

“Okay.” Priya disconnected the call and looked at Ram. Under a deep sigh she said the reason of her visit to Bandra.

“Which place exactly?” asked Ram.

“Galaxy High Rise. I am acquiring a Pent House there.” Priya replied to him.

“Okay.” Ram looked little nervous, in silence he drove to the desired location without being stopped  by the guard he drove his car inside and going around he parked the car in a particular spot.

“Do they know you or you have invested here?” asked Priya suspecting something wrong and she was right.

“Actually Priya this high rise has two Pent House only and both of them belong to me.” Ram had no intention to hide any truth from her.  This stuck as a lightening bolt to her.

“Can you please refund advance?” Immediate response from Priya surfaced.

“Why are you running away from me Priya?” Ram asked looking at her. “why?” he shoved his hands through his perfectly set hair and ended up spoiling them, “ Okay if you are so desperate to neglect me I promise you to sell the other one too and I will not interfere in your life.”

“You were aware that I was getting it?” Priya asked.

“Priya I don't look after all these Samar looks after this and he said me some madam from media house is acquiring it. So, I thought any hot shot journalist is coming to buy. From when you became media person by the way?” asked Ram.

“That’s not the point. Why are you selling this off?” Priya asked back.

“I need money and I can't tell you the reason and also not to bauji. I bought these at a very cheap price and I am almost selling this in a huge profit to you.” Ram replied not looking at Priya.

“You can get fund from the company if you want; why you need to sell this?” Priya was sure that Ram was hiding something from her.

“Look Priya this is my personal matter and like you said there is only business between us I am not bound to answer you for anything.” Replied Ram quite rudely.

“Right!” Priya looked around.

“This two pent houses and this business both are my own investments. I am risking everything with this deal. If I fail I have to do whatever bauji will ask me to.” Ram sounded pretty upset with himself.

“I will buy it. If you need money I am ready to help you. Deal is a deal. Priya Sharma has not backed off from any deal and has not let anyone down. I will not let you down in this project.” Affirmed Priya.

“Thanks. I wish someday I will be able to tell you the reason.” Ram wished.

“Can you show me the Pent House?” Priya demanded, “ and I would like to settle the deal today only.”

“Yeah sure come.” Ram got off the car after Priya. They together walked in, the security saluted Ram as he walked in. Pressing the topmost floor button i.e 18^th Ram and Priya stood in silence. Ram welcomed Priya to his Pent House which she was going to be the owner of. “I don't think you need to do any interior decorations.” Ram put the digital passcode and the door opened allowing them to enter. He surely acquired it with much passion and love.

“There is one problem only.” Ram added before leading Priya to the open terrace garden.

“And that is exactly.” Priya asked.

“The swimming pool this pent house has.” Ram said leading her to the pool. “As you can see I have made a glass partition to make it look sophisticated but..”

“But when you will be making out with your girl friends there I will get the privilege to watch the matinee and late night shows. What about evening shows?” Priya said making a weird face to him.

“What?? Wait. I can say that for you also. When I bought them did I know one day I have to sell one of it off? I invested with much love Priya. With the money that I earned. I ..” his voice chocked. “Leave it. The creature that you have turned yourself into will never understand. Only my Priya could understand my emotions.”

After a long silence Priya walked till the glass partition, hovering her hands over it she looked back to Ram. “Yeah I am an emotionless creature but I don't fail my words.” She turned back to him. Taking off her slippers she stepped to the artificial grass, “If I am an emotionless creature it is because of you.”

“What did you say?” grabbing her wrist in his strong grip Ram said. He made his grip strong against her wrist watch with the intention to hurt her.

“Ah! Ram you are hurting me.” She said trying to take her hand off from his occupancy. “Leave me.” She ordered.

“Leave you.. leave you.” Ram pushed her back. He definitely had an upper hand when it comes to the physical strength. In no moment he pinned Priya to the wall opposite. “You know what!!” Ram looked into her eyes. “I can only see hate for me in these eyes. There is no love. I was trying to find that love but no... not again. I will not.” Priya looked unpleasantly towards him and tried to get herself free. “You are making some tries that will go into vain. You can't free yourself from me unless and until I want you to but I make you free.” Ram stepped back and stood straight with his eyes still looking at hers.

Her breathes were heavy, encircling her palm over the spot where her wrist watch was, she looked at Ram cursing him. Her anger didn't let her speak. “I said you that day, if you are happy with your side of story then let me happy with mine but if you want to hit me every time with your story then you have to speak up and let the accused speak to; too.” Ram said in a warning tone.

“Are you trying to intimidate me?” Retorted Priya.

“No. I am not. I am warning you about dire consequences if you keep on behaving like this.” Ram replied. “I have a threshold point dare to break it and I will show you what my arrogance can do.”

“Just do it now naa. What you can do I have an idea of it.” Priya provoked Ram.

“huh” smirked Ram, “You have no idea darling. You just have no idea what I can do.” He walked to the glass barricade. “I will make sure this gets covered with some wallpaper of your choice.”

“Again you are running away.” Priya accused him again.

“I am not. But definitely you are.” Ram looked back, “Not even once you are allowing me to speak. I will not defend what I did. I just wanted you to hear.”

“Will that bring back my dignity? Will that make me get rid of that filthy feeling of Rajat’s hands around me?” Priya replied.

“What did you say?” surprised Ram looked at her for an answer, “What Rajat??? Kya kiya tha usne?”

“As if you don't know.”

“Priya tell me.” Ordered Ram.

“And put myself into depression again!!” she closed her eyes tight to hide her anxiety but her reflexes made it more prominent.

Knowing that Ram walked towards her and tried to hold her. “Don't!!” Priya stood back gesturing him to stop as her back hit the wall again. “Don't touch me.” Immediately Ram withdrew his idea and stepped aside shoving his hands into the pants pockets.

The awkward silence between them prevailed that was unwanted and unexpected.

“I don't know why destiny is making this tougher for us but if you want your advance back I will return it to you.” Ram said not looking at her. The sudden calmness in him was alarming. He definitely was not happy for what he learned. There was a constant stomping in his head with the name Rajat.

“I don't. I will have this.” Priya shivered Ram out of his thoughts and also given him some hope; “But I have a condition.”

“What!”

“My family especially Jayesh uncle and Meera should not know that you were the owner.” Priya looked up.

“I can understand about Meera but why Jayesh Uncle if I may ask?” Ram enquired.

“Because this morning he wanted to know if there is anything brewing up between us. He is having an eye on us.” Priya declared putting Ram into deep thought.

“Okay then I will close the deal on my own and Samar will not be included. I will keep it a secret. It's a promise and this Ram Kapoor knows what worse happens if a promise is broken.” He smiled to Priya. Extending his hands for a professional shake, he waited for Priya to reciprocate. Her touch was not appealing. He felt her uneasiness. “Deal.” he uttered with a smile. “Please come this way. I will show you the electronic lock.” Educating her about it he looked back allowing her to change the code as desired.

“Done!” With Priya uttering Ram turned to her. He asked her to check if it works. After checking and re-checking it he pulled out a card and handed it to Priya. “Four times. If  four times the code is put wrong only this can unlock it.”

“That will never happen unless it is mom but I will take care of it. But if suppose I lost this; Is there any duplicate?” Enquired Priya.

“Till now I had only one, which I am handing over to you, for a duplicate only the company can provide it and I will inform them about the transfer of the property. They will do the needful after contacting you. Let’s go mom must be expecting you.” Ram held the door open for Priya. They walked down stairs in silence.

“How come you didn't have an idea about me to be buyer?” asked Priya as Ram drove the car into the traffic, “I have sent all the details to get the agreement ready.”

“To Samar. I had some work which kept me busy and I am still to go through it. Trust me I didn't know.” Ram smiled in his disbelief, “What you have turned yourself into?” he smirked.

“Better we don't talk personal.” Instructs Priya, “Can you help me with something?”

“If I can I will be the happiest man on this earth.” Ram smiled happily.

“Where do Neha live?” Priya asked, “I promised her a visit, I want to surprise her and can you help me finding a caretaker for the Pent House?”

“The first one. Neha and Vikram’s duplex is close to my home, I will take you there tomorrow, they are not here today and about caretaker I will ask Samar .. no not Samar he is in touch with Ashok. How will you handle Ashok? Samar may anyday tell him about me being the seller.”

“I will handle him. Don't worry.” Priya replied confidently.

“I will get you a reliable employee just give me a week time, I will forward you some CVs and as promised I will handle the deal privately.” He replied hoping her to believe.

“I will ask the Taj to provide me a car. You don't have to bother after this. I will leave after meeting aunty.” Said Priya looking out.

“As you wish.” There came no objection from Ram. While Priya continued to play with her mobile.

After a drive of 40 minutes in the traffic from Bandra to Juhu, they reached Ram’s sea facing bungalow. He honked the car’s horn and Priya saw a guard peeping through the guard house before the Gate automatically opened. Driving inside he welcomed Priya to his home.

“Maa.” Ram called his mother, “Ms. Sharma is here.”

With a soothing smile the lady drape in blue and cream shade saree walked towards them. Priya stooped and touched the elderly lady’s feet to take her blessings.

“God Bless you beta.” She said caressing her head, “You must be tired I have kept the guest room ready. Chalo I will....” Priya stopped Krishna and looked confused. She tried to find a way to speak further. “Any Problem beta.” Krishna asked Priya in return.

“Aunty. I am sorry to offend you but I can't stay here.” The displeasure was clearly visible in the elderly lady’s eyes. “Aunty I am here to final a deal with the Kapoor Industries and it will not be professionally good if I stay here. Even Jayesh uncle will have objection. I am extremely sorry but I promise you next time when I will come to meet you only I will definitely stay here. But not this time.” Requested Priya.

“Okay. But you can have dinner with us tonight.” Smiled the lady inviting Priya over dinner.

“Sure.” Accepting it Priya looked relaxed.

They looked to the intercom that rang there. The spectator Ram walked to it and answered. After listening he asked Priya if she has called any car from The Taj Palace. Nodding in acceptance she requested him to allow it.

“Allow.” Ram dropped the call.

“Aunty. I need to go. I will definitely join you on dinner.” Priya affirmed before leaving.

“Maa I will also leave for office after seeing her off.” Ram informed his mother.

As they walked to the door, Krishna Kapoor smiled and beside her stood Ram’s grandmother. “How is she?” humbly asked Krishna to her mother in law.

“I can never doubt your choice.” Said the elderly lady.

“But still we have to wait.” Said Krishna under her deep sigh.

~~

After having shower Priya lied on the bed lazily. She was quite lazy to change into her regular clothes. She lied there on the bath robe, wrapped loosely around her. The flight, then the fight with Ram made her little tired. The encounter that she had with him definitely left an impact on her. “Ouch.” She uttered as her hands fell over the spot on her left hand where Ram held her. “You definitely wanted to hurt me.” She cursed Ram hovering her fingers over it. She still remembered the rage evident in his eyes but why would he rage? She asked herself. He has no right to do it. He was completely to blame whatever happened to her. Really? She again asked. The complex thoughts thumped against her head. “God. This summer is going to kill me someday. The unruly headaches during summer keeps her in chains. Bringing herself to a sitting position Priya pressed her head from both the side of head with her hands. She withdrew from the position and cocked her head to the side table where her mobile lays. It alerted her with its ringer tone set for Shipra.

“Yes Maa.” She said putting it on speaker. 

“Why didn't you call?” asked Shipra.

“I had a long day already. Good news is I got possession of the Pent House and I am going to sign the agreement this evening.” Priya said because the e mail from Ram, she read few minutes back before going into shower, updated her. “and next time you will be here, you will be at you own house.”

“Why can't I come this time Priya?” Shipra complained.

“Maa. This is completely a professional party only Jayesh Uncle and I am attending even papa is not coming as he is not associated with it.” Priya tried to convince her mother, “Next time I will definitely bring you with me. I promise you”

“Mrs. Kapoor accompanied her family, when they were also here for business right?” Refuted Shipra.

“Maa they were there for Dristhi’s Marriage too. Aunty was there to attend it not business.” Priya kept on trying to convince Shipra, “Maa please try to understand everyone’s different. Kapoors have one view about business and we have another. Please try to understand and tell me why I bought this pent house obviously for you.” She said under her sigh. “Maa..” she paused and found call waiting indication with Meera’s number. “Maa I am calling you back, Meera is calling me and no more discussion about tomorrow's party.” Disconnecting the call without letting Shipra to answer.

“Hi Meera. Is you flight delayed?” asked Priya. She sounded most relaxed.

“What are you up to Priya?” Retorted Meera surprising the caller.

“Now what I did? Please explain.” Priya sat straight taking the phone in her hand.

“Really!! Ram is selling that Pent House to you or I may say you are buying it knowingly.” Charged Meera with the truth.

“How do you know?” stammered Priya.

“Ashok was dealing with his manager and if you have forgotten let me remind you my husband is a journalist and heading a news channel that digs grave for people like us; you, me, Ram.” Meera almost shouted to Priya, “He said me.”

“Ashok knew it?”

“No today when he called Samar to inform your visit with Ram. He broke the news and being with me he was compelled to speak the truth before you could manipulate him.” In a single breath Meera said.

“I didn't know.” Priya defended.

“Now you know. BACK OFF!” Meera ordered. “We can get a nice bungalow at Juhu at 30-35 crores. Where as it is costing 26 crores. Just a few more we have to add to it.” She conferred the prevention plan also.

“I can't and I promised him. Please stop over reacting and just think I am making a safe deal. We know Ram Kapoor and..” Priya had to stop and surrender to Meera. Over voicing her Meera scolded, “Priya you are digging your own grave. Stop this.”

“Meera nothing will happen like you are thinking and I have a request.” Priya couldn't complete even, from the other side Meera added mimicking Priya “please don't tell Jayesh Uncle Maa and Papa..Right??”

“Yes.”

“I will not only if you promise to keep me updated all the time.” Said Meera.

“Promise.”

“Had to go. Flight announcements. Will ping you pictures from Colombo.” Meera said before she ended the call.

Looking at the time, after a deep sigh she pulled the quilt over her and setting the AC to its lowest temperature  she lied down. In moments she went into deep slumber.

~~

“Priya I know you love me” said Ram moving closer to her. She tried to look around for help. There was no one. The idea of getting lift from him after dinner was a pretty bad idea she thought. To avoid his touch she tried to pull away her face closing it more towards the window. Her right hand being clutched within his merciless hand, she moves up her left hand to revolt. “You made the wrong choice baby .” saying under his cunning grin he pushed her harder to the seat.

“Please let me go..” she gasped in terror.

“I was waiting for this moment. When I can get you alone here and see my luck even Meera is not around and this place hardly any one intrudes. There is no escaping before you confess.” Brushing his nose skilfully against her cold cheeks he said. She tried to speak but her voice lost the control. “Come on baby how long I have to wait.” He came across and nuzzled along her collar bone exposed to him. She can feel his hands digging on her waist. The warmth of his touch made her remember about the past.

Looking straight into her terrified eyes his right hand clutched her nape. Arching her face to him he grinned like a dacoit, who has the most precious thing possessed. “So you have decided to make this difficult for you. Okay then as you wish.”

“Please..” she gasped again under her heavy breathes.

“Love.” He said under his grin, making her sink into the seat he pressed himself to her. She can see him moving closer with his lips parted. With all her might she tried to push him; but the failed attempts made him more ferocious. He was just a moment away from piercing his lips into her taking her in his possession, she managed to scream.

“STOP!!!!”  she came out of her horrible dream, panting in exertion. The ringer of the phone that lied by made her sleep broke. Turning to it she picked it up to attend.

“Hello.” She said trying to catch some air.

“Good evening Ma’am, This is Avilash from the reception. Mr. Ram Kapoor wishes to speak to you. Shall we connect?” he asked humbly.

The dream and now he himself is calling. Is this a dream too. She pinched herself to get rid of it. “OUCH!!” she screamed after hurting herself.

“Are you okay ma’am?” asked the man on line obliging his limit.

“Yeah Yeah.. connect Mr. Kapoor.” She replied moving her hand on the spot.

“Good evening Priya.” Ram’s voice traveled into her nervous brain. “I tried your mobile and you didn't respond so I chose to call here. If I have offended you I am sorry.” He made her more nervous. “why he is sounding different??” she asked herself. “I have a bad news for us.” Ram said.

“That Samar has let the cat out of the sack. Ashok is aware of you as the owner and so do Meera may know. Meera knows Ram.” Priya said in a breathe. “I have managed to tame her this time.”

“Oh! Great.” Ram sighed to relax, “and I was thinking if I can pick you up from Taj, it’s on my way return.” He added.

“oh never, after that dream definitely not.” She wanted to say but controlling the thoughts she said about the car that has been already booked for the evening. Ram, though he was little disappointed, according to Priya, agreed and wished to see her soon.

~~

After disconnecting the call, she held up, cursing her to have such a monstrous dream. “what is happening to you priya?” she scolded herself. “Might be the exhaustion and the little act by Ram lead me think all these non sense.” Coming to a conclusion she climbed down the bed. With another round of shower she chose a light blue saree for the evening. A subtle make up with a pair of matching earrings, she left her neck bare. Ram is surely mightier than her when it comes to physical strength she thought as her wrist ached with the touch of the watch. Putting it back, she walked out of the room with her purse and phone only.

Until We Meet

Love

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Part 12 : Darkness inside out .

A/N : Some incident will look like flimy, but it is just a fragment of the past that stands today in front. Adaptation of real life story doesn't mean that every thing will look real and natural. To spice up the story "fictional friction" is highly needed sometimes. Hope you enjoy. More revelations will be made in the upcoming updates. 

Part 12 : Darkness inside out.

When the mistress of the house instructs “do not disturb” no one dares to invade, other than unavoidable events, if any. The open terrace allows her to disconnect herself from the outer world, every time when she needs to be alone. Affected by Ram, she sits there cocooned within, without any thoughts and worries, she tried. Last few days went exactly opposite to her thoughts. She never ever thought she could get affected by Ram to such extent. In the past twelve years, amongst which first 2 years passed by when she tried to convince herself to forgot Ram, trained her to tame every emotions rest 10 years passed by as she wanted. After a long wait when she actually considered that she is ready to face Ram and make him dance to her tunes and shatter him to the worst as he did, she failed. Still the Love at heart hurts.

“WHAT?” quite offended to the caller she answered the phone that trembled her hands.

“When are you coming back Priya?” Meera almost whispered.

“Why are you whispering?” asked Priya.

“Because everyone is looking for you and …” the speaker could barely speak someone pulled out the phone from her hands and placed it against his ears.

“Where are you exactly?” asked Ashok, “And a place so much filled with lucrative offers doesn’t attract you how?”

“You said you will not be able to come then how come?” Priya replied with a smile, “And Meera didn’t say a single word about you. She is damn jealous I tell you about you and me.” She added with a laugh.

“Hey I heard some great news. Comeback soon, it’s hard to keep inside me for a long time.” Ashok said enthusiastically.

“I am afraid Ashok, I will not able to make it to the party. Actually I hate loud arrangements and your lame pranks.” Priya’s reply was quite dull.

“This is a Punjabi wedding and if you are looking for some peace darling then I pray to God your marriage should never happen to a Punjabi and coming back to my point I was not requesting you or playing prank to you, I was telling you what you will do next.” With a pause the man added, “Next you will ignite your car and drive back to the party right now.”

“You can’t order me!” retorted Priya.

“I can.”

“You want me to drive back to the party in pajamas?” her reply surprised the listener.

“Meera, only you can handle this mental case. I am done with her.” Pretty offended he handed the phone back to his wife and walked away.

“Now what did you tell him?” Meera asked.

“That I am in pajamas.”

“Oh! So you are skipping it!” Meera asked with a wary.

“Yes, and before you ask, not for that Mr. Kapoor but for myself. I need some peace.” Priya defended herself.

“No need to defend yourself. I will manage everyone, only if you care to come back here early tomorrow.” Advised Meera.

“I promise I will and thank you Meera for being there.” Smiled Priya.

“Have some food.” Meera said before wishing her Good night. Priya wished her back and disconnected the call. Neither of them spoke about Ram, but that somehow that stung Priya badly. Her subconscious part wanted to know about Ram, but the egoist in her wanted to look happy for managing her to avoid him. Closing her eyes she leaned back to the recliner. The past that stands with her all the time, just like the silhouette, suddenly started to get a shape. Slowly the thoughts started to get translated into the reality that happened way back when she was just of twenty. A sudden ethereal power held her back, disallowing to draw herself out of her thoughts. She cried and begged to it to set her free, but it captured her rejecting her repeated plea.

“Ram” she screamed as he fell on his knees covered all over with blood. The belongings from her hand fell on the floor one after another reflecting the shocked state of the owner. The scream was loud to pull out the warden from the adjacent room also. Some of the other girls, few juniors and few seniors screamed out in horror witnessing such dreadful scene in front.

“What is going on?” the warden only acted the way she should have then, “Why you boys are here and OH MY GOD” clasping her hands along her cheeks she looked terrified to see Ram in almost half dead condition. “Did you boys beat him up so inhumanely?” asking she ran to the wounded boy, “He needs medical attention.” Turning back she could see only Priya there staring at the mob clueless. “Priya call the ambulance and why you are standing like a rock?” She noticed no change in Priya, shouting her name was also of no use.

“YOU BLOODY SLEPT WITH HIM RIGHT?” Rajat screamed out every word piercing it into Priya’s heart and astonishing every other present there. “I AM ASKING YOU SOMETHING, ANSWER ME.” Pushing Ram by one of his legs he started approaching Priya.

“Stop you there young boy!” the warden’s warning went in vain. He didn’t stop, until he grabbed Priya by her nape and clutched her throat with his left hand. “WHAT YOU WERE THINKING I WILL NEVER KNOW ANYTHING?” Rajat almost spitted every word at her face. The warden now shifts her attention from Ram to Priya.

“Young man I warn you to leave her RIGHT NOW.” The warden’s voice now invaded the raging Rajat’s head, loosening his grip over Priya’s throat he looked back. “NOW!” the warden ordered.

“Ma’am, do have an idea where she was and what she was doing?” Dragging Priya to the warden, with his grip tight right on her nape he said, “Oh! How she can know? Right Priya!” a cunning smile pasted on his lips as he looked back, “You have not yet distributed your business card to everyone na. So what! I will inform her.” Looking back to the warden he added, “She was with her first millionaire customer.” And every other boy from the mob laughed in unison. The tears rolled down Priya’s  cheeks, the blurred vision didn’t allow her to visualize the monstrous figures in front.  

“RAJAT I WILL KILL YOU!” uttered Ram though in pain.

“SHUT THE BASTARD UP!” shouted back Rajat. Someone from the mob hit Ram hard he fell on the ground. He tried to move but the wounds didn’t let him do so. The securities were alarmed by few other students, seven security personnel along with two professors rushed to the spot, the horrifying visuals made them alert. Though their warnings went in vain with Rajat, most of the boys from the mob dispersed when one of them called the dean of the institution. With the fear of getting expelled  they dispersed within a second.

“I don’t fear anyone and Sir…” Rajat could now see Vikram rushing to the spot and behind him came in some attendants in white uniform, who wheeled Ram out of the spot. Still in Rajat’s occupancy Priya wanted to rush to Ram, she wanted to know who they are taking him away, but she stood still struggling freedom.

“Leave Priya, Rajat.” Head of the department of their trade ordered.

“Priya why don’t you give our professors your business card first, they can do a great favour to you.” Cunningly Rajat said moving his face near her.

“Please Rajat don’t do this.” First time Priya spoke.

“Rajat!!!” the HOD spoke again, “LEAVE HER RIGHT NOW OR YOU WILL FACE IRREVOKABLE PUNISHMENT.” He warned the offender.

“Oh right! How can I forget she is girl, who has every right to offend, right?” Rajat pushed Priya. Tangled amongst her feet she fell on the ground after her head hit the corner of the chair that came across the projectile. Neha was also there, after knowing everything from one of the students she was the one to inform Vikram and arranged for the ambulance. She rushed to Priya. Making her sit, she held her forehead with a handkerchief, though it was just a minor scratch.

“Rajat! I want to meet you at my office. NOW!” the dean from behind declared, “You..” he pointed to Neha.

“Sir.” She responded.

“Give her first aid.” Pointing to Priya he said, “I want her in my office too. This is a college not a stage where you can showcase the drama stints. Gentlemen please come to my office, We need to take some decision.”

“I am not afraid of any decision. This way or that I will ruin you Priya.” Rajat frowned.

“A single word and you will be expelled Rajat!” the dean pronounced.

“That will also not stop me from ruining this whore.” Rajat smirked. “I will finish you, you little bitch!”

“You are expelled, a single word, I will make sure you end up behind the bars for rest of your life and Mr. Puri” addressing the HOD, “Call this girl’s parents now! I need them to know everything and what is happening here around. Is this a college or anything else? Call the securities and throw this young man out of my campus right now.” He waited till the securities showed up and dragged Rajat out. “What about Ram?” he asked while walking out. Almost at the exit he stopped, “You are suspended too Priya, and see me at my office now. I need an explanation.”

“Priya!!” Neha cupped her face, “Stop crying.” Hugging her tight she tried to consol. Priya kept on wailing. The warden sat by the girls with the first aid kit.

“I think you should take her to the dean. This is not good, whatever happened here, never happened earlier and this is serious. I don’t think this is going to be easy.” The warden said, “At least I didn’t expect this from you Priya. This is upsetting” she walked away.

“Neha!! I didn’t know how it happened and how Rajat did come to know about all this!” Priya kept on wailing, without allowing the first aid.

“Look what I heard from few seniors, that Ram and Rajat had an argument, and somehow Ram only broke it!” Neha stopped as Priya looked up, “I don’t know the truth, it’s half baked truth. We need to clear this from Ram.”

“Gosh! Why I am thinking all these?” Priya leaned forward with her hands covering the face drenched in sweat. “I have to stop this. Past should remain at its place.” Inhaling much needed air, she tried to flush out the wrong vibes out from her system. She tried to concentrate on other things, but as her eyes clasp the past invades. Failing to control it she decided to drive back to the wedding venue.

~~

“Is this a way to behave Krishna?” Amarnath Kapoor burned out the anger. “Did you see how embarrassed Priya look then?”

“Amarnath Ji..” Shipra tried to speak in between.

“Ni Shipra, I also didn’t like the way Ram behaved.” Sudheer expressed his views, which was pretty against the dreams of the two ladies. “Even if they are sharing a good friendship in this short time, it should not embarrass us like this.”

“I second you Sudheer ji. Even If Priya didn’t say a single word, tell me just one thing, have you seen her around since then?” Amarnath asked.

“Wo, she is in the Farm house.” Shipra added further, “She is bit a personal person and she must have gone there to have some time alone for which she is missing.”

“Look Shipra,” Sudheer added, “I am person with old school thoughts, I didn’t like whatever happened and neither will at any time, even if they come up now and say that something is brewing up between them.” He looked much offended.

“I think!” At last Jayesh spoke, “We all are over reacting!”

“What do you mean?” Sudheer asked his friend.

“Over  thinking. Every one of us. Shipra, Krishna Ji, you and Amarnath.” He looked around the room, “Look they just meet and what I know, even if Priya has found a certain level of match with his thoughts, she will never open up so soon, not even for friendship! So talks about what Shipra and Krishna ji are thinking I don’t think she will ever agree to it right now, future is unpredictable.”

Krishna cuts in immediately, “So why she agreed to take Ram around and today itself why she stayed back to take him along? Any answer?”

“Because I told her!” answered Jayesh, “Because she never says no to me. So stop over thinking.” He could read the pale faces of the ladies, “I don’t mean that there is no hope in future, but right now we should not think about it, at least now and Amarnath; Sudheer” he addressed the men, “What you guys are thinking, about that..” he paused for a moment, “Awkward act.. It might not be that. It might have occurred, casually. Let me speak to Priya and if she is offended, Ram must apologize.”

“I am not convinced!” Amarnath walked to the window, “He must apologize.”

“Oh! Come on Amarnath, ghari dekha apne bête ka.  Larger than his hands, and Priya, she is not so much accustomed with designer things, Shipra will second me on that.” He looked to her who nodded back, “It’s just an accident. Be rational and why you are so angry with him, most of the time.”

This time Amarnath didn’t respond back, he looked to his wife, who is also not pleased that the father son differences have caught a third person’s eyes. He refrained from speaking any further, “May be! But we need to discuss this.”

“I second him!” Sudheer said.

“Let the ladies handle this.” Jayesh looked up to the ladies in the room, “App dono hi samhalo and we trust you but please don’t bring this hook up thing between right now. If it is supposed to happen it will happen, how much friction it may face at the beginning.”

~~

Parking the car she walked into the venue which still had some people, to be correct few young people in one or two clusters. Her eyes roamed around, in search of familiar faces, at last she found Ashok walking out to the garden. He was certainly accompanied with someone, who still remained unidentified to her eyes. She paced up to catch him. Right at the middle of the garden seated on the garden chairs she became aware about that “someone unidentified” as “Ram”. Cursing herself, she walked to Ashok, to know about Meera.

“Mental tu?” Ashok stood up and embraced Priya in a warm hug, “I thought you will not comeback today. So you got so affected by my words.”

“Where is Meera?” Priya asked.

“Yaar tell me something tu meri adhi hain ya uski?” Ashok teased.

“That you know very well and I have no interest in this adhi business. I am ready to be your full, baat karlo apni biwi se.” Priya smiled, and no sooner they laughed aloud together.

“Sorry, don’t mind Ram, we share a little awkward chemistry.” Ashok added to Priya, “You stay here. I will find my full biwi. I think she must be with other ladies as you said you will not come back she adjusted herself with them” smiling the man walked out.

“Sit! Please.” Ram spoke after Ashok left. Priya sat back on the garden chair which was occupied by Ashok previously. “So you took my words seriously! I mean you changed into pajamas to look unattractive but you are grabbing attention more than that.” The bad look galore at him. “Sorry I mean to say boys will gawk at you more now.”

“Yes, in their dreams. Look around Ram and then speak.” Priya tried not to sound irritated.

“I mean tomorrow morning they will see you nah!” Ram tried to defend.

“So you think tomorrow morning I will come out in pajamas? How long you were with me?” Priya asked suddenly, “As a so called friend for about one year and two months and as ..” she paused, “three months.”

“Please complete as..” Ram insisted.

“Leave it Ram!” she leaned back.

“I insist.”

“My destructor !!!!” She sounded perfectly pissed off.

“Why you behave so rudely with me every time?” asked Ram, “I mean, I want a single chance from you, and you are not even in a mood to give me a chance to clarify my act! Is this you really?”

“Okay! Suppose, if I give you a chance even to explain, how will you explain, our last meet, which was definitely at your uncle’s place, in that bed. According to Rajat with my millionaire customer.” Priya sounded angry.

“Stop it Priya!”

“Now I should stop right!” Priya stood up, “Did you ever tried to meet me after what so ever happened? Not for a single time Ram, when my father cursed me to be his daughter, when I managed to gulp that amount of pills that were sufficient to take my breath away. If Jayesh uncle was not there, today I guess, I would have been remembered as the loser Priya Sharma, the bitch, the whore with a business identity.” She managed to irk Ram this time.

“STOP IT! I was not saying a single thing from the first day, because I know somewhere what ever happened was only because of me. If that night I would have not taken you to my uncle’s place..” Ram stopped, “Priya just a chance; I can explain everything to you. I am not asking for forgiveness, I am asking you to give me a chance to speak why I didn’t came back, and when I did you were already gone. Please” plead Ram.

“ ’Of no use Mr. Kapoor. This past haunts me even today. I can’t close my eyes. Whenever I do that horrifying day takes all over me.” She looked back to Ram, “And we must stop this now, I don’t want Ashok to know everything.” Priya seized the conversation noticing Ashok accompanied by Meera approaching them.

~~

“What’s the matter I thought you were serious.” Meera said as she walked along with Priya.

“I also thought so. But, something is haunting me.” Aimless eyes alarmed the listener, “The past is not letting the peace in”

“When the past itself is standing infront, how can you not think of it!” Meera said under her breath. “I think we shouldn't go for the deal and I remember from deal, what made you book a pent house in Mumbai?” Nothing remains hidden from Meera being the CFO of the organisation. She is the first one to get notified about the assets acquirement of the top members.

“I were about to inform you.” Defended Priya.

“And exactly when? Are you waiting for shub muhurat?” the offence made her annoyed. “If you wanted another property you could have acquired one in Delhi, what was the need to have one at Mumbai? What is cooking inside your head?” Meera’s restlessness came up.

“Why are you over reacting? It is just another investment. After farm house I haven't made any investments and having this project almost on board you or me even Jayesh Uncle has to travel to Mumbai often and you know how much I love Hotels.” She looked to Meera, “ And keeping the game plan I thought to have a pent house there, at least we can have a feel of home there and don't worry Ashok has made all the arrangements so I am happy with the deal!” Priya was casual with her answer.

“Past is haunting you or you are inviting past to you?” Meera’s question shocked Priya. Quite disgusted Priya looked back with the annoyance clearly reflecting on her face. The “I am not pleased” looks even don’t bother Meera, Priya is just a reflection of hers. “I asked you SOMETHING?” stressing to something she seized her walk. “Stop Priya there only.” She ordered.

“What should I answer?” Priya retorted, “How many times I have to say I have moved on.”

“Priya before it gets out of your grip, stop! I can find a million way to cancel this deal, in this way no Ram Kapoor no more haunting.” Meera sounded confident.

“For my personal comfort I can't thrash the hard work that my team had put together. If I am not wrong they are working since a year and you want me to drop this.” The sensible boss spoke out, “No Meera I am not that selfish, though I look like one.”

“Even if I manage to make me agree with you about the professional front, I don’t support you acquiring the pent house in Mumbai.” Declared Meera.

“Just an investment. If I don't like it; You don’t like it..” stressed Priya, “ I will revoke it.”

“What about the advance that you paid?”

“I will definitely get it back!” She spoke casually.

“Really??? 40 lakhs!! They are going to give you a zero penny back.” Scolded Meera, “You are sure of having it that’s why You have gave them the cheque.”

“Post dated!! I can stop it if I want.” Priya tried to announce her protection plan.

“Like they will let you go without a legal challenge?” The lady demanded an answer, without letting Priya answer, Meera further added, “You are pretty sure about acquiring it !”

“Meera!!” Priya tried to stop her.

“This discussion is over!!” Priya’s sudden decision rankled Meera.

~~

Next Morning, pretty early Shipra knocked her daughter out of her sleep. That pretty early was about 9 am. “Priya why are you behaving like a sleepy head?” pulling up her by hand Shipra scolded.

“Mom!! This is like a mini vacation for me. Please let me sleep.” Dropping her to the pillow she said.

“Dristhi is quite upset that you left the party yesterday!” Shipra was actually there for “disaster control”. “See who is here.” She welcomed Krishna Kapoor and alarmed her daughter.

“Good Morning Aunty!” suddenly the sleep vented from her.

“Good Morning beta.” She smiled and took her seat by her, “beta, I am here to say sorry for my son’s behavior yesterday. I think that only refrained you from coming to the party!” care and tension in the elderly lady’s voice was clear.

“Aunty! Please don't feel so sorry, Mr. Kapoor and I have a talk about that last night, after I came back. We have sorted out the matter and just the net of my pallu got stuck in his sherwani that’s it.” Priya lied taking the elderly lady’s hand on hers.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes absolutely and please don't feel sorry, If you need to speak to me anytime call me, I will be always there “Tearing out a paper from the notepad she scribbled her phone number and handed to Krishna. “This is my personal number; feel free to call me anytime. You are elder than me why you will come to me? If you need to talk, I will come to you.” She smiled.

“God bless you beta. Tumhe pata bhi ni hain kitna bada bhoj uttar diya tumne.” Blessing her she stood up to leave, dialing Priya’s number she dropped a missed call. “That’s my number.”

After the ladies left to give the news to the gentlemen who were more tensed than them, Priya got fresh and went downstairs to take part in the different ceremonies of Dristhi’s marriage.

~~

“ Priya don’t you think you should get married too. You are accomplished with whatever you want. I think a perfect man is only left to complement you.” Dristhi said trying to get hold of the juice glass which her cousins took away after teasing, “But remember my advice no social marriage. My dhule raja is spared from everything and I am here trying to do every ritual perfectly. What a fool I am?”

“Shaadi se pehle yeh haal shaadi ke baad kya karegi?” chewing some dry fruits Ram joined the ladies. “See Priya how much nakhre she has.”

“I’ll definitely see what you do when you will get married. Krishna aunty should get a match for you soon.” Dristhi said under her smile,”waise I heard that you two are working together; is that true?”

“Yes. Almost.” Ram answered.

“Only if the deal cracks!” Priya added. Ram smiled back only allowing Priya to speak further, he walked off from there leaving the ladies alone with their discussion. At the furthest corner he settled himself on a garden swing. Stretching his hands out on both sides he sat leaning head back with eyes closed. The swing rocked with little oscillations.

“Why you are bothering your mother Ram?” the sudden voice made him look up. Priya stood there with her hands crossed against her chest. “Spare her.”

“I am sorry to sound rude but I can take care of my mother.” Ram replied back.

“That’s why she today came to me and said sorry for her son’s deed.” Priya asked her back, “Right?”

“What?”

“For the last night. But I am not insensible and insensitive like you or the way I look like. I can't let an elderly lady to bend down to me.” Priya said. “Ram stop this non sense. You have lost me.”

“Please don't start that recording again. I know I am fully to blame but you are only happy with your side of story so I am happy with the other side of the story.”

“Do you have anything true to explain?”

“I don't want to explain anything because no explanation can bring back that day back to our lives so that I can correct the wrong. But sharing, I want to share what I went through, my insecurities, realization, apology that was never said, my love for you. I JUST WANT TO SHARE.” Ram’s eyes reflected the truth.  His eyes calmed down Priya for few minutes.

“Please come and seat here. I know I have lost my every right over you. Whether it is friendship, love, to laugh along to cry along.” He pushed himself to one side of the swing and stopped it from rocking. “At least for the professional relationship we have or according to you that we will be sharing in near future.”

“You have learnt to deliver a perfect speech. I am still not convinced.” Priya replied to his offer.

“Who the hell is trying to convince you? You and I both know that if I want you to hear to the my side of story, I can do it in a second and you will never be able to escape me. You don’t have any co-ordination between your eyes and words. They fail each other.” Ram tensed Priya. “But I will not do that, I want you to realize and give me a chance to explain. Please come and sit. If your body guard sees you like this she will again fight with you and if you are uncomfortable having me around..” He stood up, “I will take my leave.”

“No… please sit.” Priya sat on one side of the swing. Looking at her little tensed with the after math of his act, he settled on the other side. His weight startled the swing for a moment.

“Tell me one thing how do manage to spoil your hunk look.” Sudden attack from Priya made him smile. Making an annoying face, “What made you smile?”

“No nothing but you know at Orlando girls used to find me sexier…” Priya cuts in laughing, “Sexy?? Really??” she said under her laugh, “Either they are blind or behind your money.”

“None of which is applicable for you right!” Ram responded back only to record Priya’s reaction. Where he thought to get a tensed reaction from her, she laughed out.

“Money or looks nothing bothers me. It's the heart that really bothers me.” Her answer pierced him badly. “Don't mind I don’t find anything sexy or attractive in you.”

“I know; you are a tough lady to impress now. But your transformation is too hard to handle. Didn’t you get any proposal?” Ram asked.

“Eleven. My family tried to hook me up eleven times and I failed them 11 times.” Her answer was sharp.

“Eleven!!” exclaimed Ram, “And no one was able to hit the bull’s eye?”

“And no one will be.” Replied Priya confidently. Ram wanted to answer but he held back his words to avoid any situation that can lead her out from there. “What about you?” Priya asked him.

“My parents never got a chance. I used to visit my country once in 5 months, for only one month and after you I lost interest in girls. Yes media had and still attach me with girls but I have no interest in them.” said Ram.

“Why? You turned yourself into Gay?” shrugged Priya as Ram’s stern look fell on her.

“You are crossing your limit.” Said Ram, “As you said we have nothing other than professional relation and this Priya don’t believe in the old time sake things then why we are discussing all these?”

“Right ….” Priya stood up, “Our families must have launched search operation for us, so we must go and surrender.”

“Can we walk back together?” asked Ram.

“After you?” she paved way for Ram.

“Why?”

“Be my guest.”

Ram didn't revolt back, at heart he felt somehow they started connecting again. They particularly had some quiet and peaceful talk for the first time after they meet in their second innings. He was in no hurry to jump into a conclusion neither he wanted to move in a sloth’s pace. Together they walked back to the gathering. The groom was circled by the ladies performing some rituals. Jayesh from a distant saw Ram and Priya together, when Ram was trying to make Priya understand something pointing to the groom. He smiled and tapped on Amarnath and Sudheer’s shoulders, as they looked back their eyes fell on the pair in distance smiling, enjoying each other’s company. Now they stood tangle within themselves and the ladies, who were definitely not wrong to certain point. Before they could think more Jayesh reminded them about their discussion from last night.

“Priya!” exclaimed Meera, “there you are, I need a help.”

“Ya sure!” Priya excused herself and as she started walking away,  urgency to speak further invaded Ram, impromptus he spoke, “Priya!!” there was certain belongingness in his voice. It was pretty hard to ignore. With Priya looking back he added, “You looked beautiful yesterday in saree. I was just trying to be protective.” he corrected himself at the right time. The word “possessive” might not have go good with her and her body guard at that time.

“Thank You.” She said with a smile, Ram saw her walking out from his sight slowly but her response made him smile but irked Meera.

“Thank You??? Beautiful???? Complements and courtesy are getting exchanged wow!! Aur kya kya chal raha hain madam?” irritated by Priya’s behaviour she said.

“Arey why you are over reacting?? I was just…” Meera stopped Priya only to inform her that she has seen them together in swing too. “That doesn't mean anything Meera.” Scolded Priya.

“Only if he was not the one you loved. And if everything he did then is justified I would have already pushed you to him. But no Priya at least remember how he threw you out of his life. Did he ever care to know about you???? Ask yourself before you lean more to him. I am not your enemy neither a girl having crush on Ram Kapoor. I am your well-wisher. I want the best for you. Having said that though I know Ram is best for you but his past action makes him worthless especially for you.” She again raised an alarm to Priya.

“I know. It was just a gentle gesture nothing else. Nothing really matters. Trust me.” Said Priya.

“I believe you. I have something to share with you. Just now Jayesh ji called me and asked me to inform you” Meera made the environment more tensed.

“And that is?” Priya  waited for answer.

“The good news is Vikram has given a nod to the technical part and the deal is on….” Smiled Meera. The excitement knew no boundary for her and Priya. “But..”

“Now what but Meera?” Priya cursed her for spoiling the excitement.

“Kapoors want us to come to Mumbai for the final deal sign and after one week we have to proceed with our implementation phase there.” Meera said.

“What's the big deal? And you were cursing me for buying that pent house; see how much in profit we are.” Priya looked casual.

“Next week Amayra is coming back from London and I already had a vacation planned. If you remember!!” said Meera reminding Priya about the arrival of her, just turned fourteen, only daughter during summer break.

“I will be there. Don’t change your plan with Amayra for this stupid official matters. I will take care of it myself Madam, but I want you to carry on as planned.” Priya answered Meera. They congratulated each other for the great success achieved.

Mumbai; many unheard feelings are yet to be heard. With no Meera around will Priya go weak and let Ram enter her life again.

Until we meet.

Love

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