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Pain brakes us but it freed her. Only to entrap those very people who showered her with pain.
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A compiled set of promos' of future chapters... coming up
The sun's rays came through the window into the small flat in Mumbai. The fair skin of the younger man made his clean shaven face look better. He wore striped shorts... and that was it. His body ripped as he moved in his sleep showing the muscles that had been worked upon for the past years. Unfortunately this habit of wearing shorts alone had also creeped into his system. Opening his eyes he rubbed it putting on his glasses, walking out on the small space they called dinning and kitchen area, "Maa coffee!
"Brush kiya kya? Asked the lady dressed in a beautiful self printed blue sari her long hair left open and wet. The half sleeves dark blue blouse set her apart from the general simplicity of the home despite her efforts to blend in. "Janvi ma...
"Janvi ma kal meri dyan boss ne jaan leliya kaam karvakar. Coffee dhijiye. Right? The lady laughed handing the man a dark green mug of coffee picking her own. They walked up to the small dhiwaan in the hall and sat down. She on the dhiwaan and he at her feet leaning as she gently ran her hand through his hair - an everyday routine now. "Aise kya hai is kaam main ke tum chodna nahi cahathe ho?
"Paison ke sivaa? Kaam katin bhi hai aur nashili bhi. Upar se boss kudh ek eye candy hai. She hit his head for the words he used, "Ayaan tumhari eye candy ko patha hai kya yeah saari baatein?
"Saari team usae candy hee bulathe hai. he laughed, "Aur vo kuch nahi bolti?
"Uski theen saal ki beti bhi use aise hi bulathi hai. Janvi laughed her big eyes and thin lips breaking into an open laugh. Something she had not enjoyed for the longest of time. "Uski teen saal ki beti hai? Phir bhi ithne saare ladke ko apni ungli main nachathi hai. Bahoth aachi ladki hai kya?
"Haan vo hai aisi hi hai. Breakfast main kya bana rahi ho? he asked changeing the subject, "Poha, bread halva, aadhrath ki chutny aur mixed fruit juice. Lekin tum subject hamesha change kyun karthe ho jaab bhi uss ladki ke baare main baath aathi hai.
"Kyunki bolne ke liye kuch nahi hai. he sighed, Janvi pushed the subject, "Tum iss ladki ke saath lag bag teen saal kaam kar rahe ho. Jismein saath mahenon se zyadha ghar par se kaam kiya. Phir ek meeting ke baath office par kaam karne lage ho?
"Hum sabse duss guna zyadha vo kaam karthi hai. Upar se lunch bana kar dethi hai. Chai aur coffee laa javab hai. Vo bhi fresh aur garam, kaane ke baath hi kaam kar sakthe hai. Upar se kaafi flexible time bhi isi liye hum vaha par kaam karthe hai. rolling her eyes Janvi asked, "Yeah tho batha, yeah office hai kahan?
"Uski gar main. Humare liye kaafi comfortable hai. Global team hai, emergency ki problems tho nahi hai. Ithna aacha set of projects main kaam karna padega. Variety, seekne ke liye bhi kaafi zyadha hai. he aded, picking up their empty coffees and washing them in the sink as Janvi began chopping up ginger for chutney. "Aab jai aur brush karo, main breakfast bana dethi hoon. Arjun ko bhi uta dena!
"Teek hai ma. No matter how much she controlled few things always reminded her of Maya, the girl she had given birth to but never raised. Still she missed her, there was no question of where did I go wrong. The quisitons was why did she go wrong? Now nothing could be done. She had failed with her own, now she was helping those who had been destroyed because of her mistakes. A part of her wished she never loved Ashwin a part of her wished she never got into drinks. "Aunty coffee?
The guy was neat as they come. Even for sleeping he wore a gray tshirt and black track pants. His hair stood out in every direction but it was his eyes that caught the attention. Sad and swollen from crying... silence filling them. "Coffee banadhiya gharam piilo. Kya bana rahe ho?
"Coffee piyo aur bathao lunch main rajma chaval chahiye yaa rajma aur roti? after a minute of thinking he finally answered, "Rajma chaval, dahi hai tho raitha bhi banadhiyega. Bhoondhi hai tho bhoondhi aur cucumber agar nahi hai tho cucumber raitha aur chips chalega.
"Bhoondhi hai, main tumhare liye raitha bana dethi hoon. she replied as Arjun began drinking coffee as she began statuting ginger and yellow daal for chutny. As the aroma rose into the small kitchen Arjun grabbed an onion for poha as Janvi worked through the bread. The chopping of fruits too was silent, like always, while the milk began cooling. "Aaj main aur Suman bahar jaa rahe hai.
"Dinner ghar pe ya bahar? he asked, "Ghar par, aajayenge hum usse pehele.
"Teek hai. Isse liye aaj ithna simple menu aaj? Aap ko bahar jaana tha? he asked, "Haan vo thoda sa shopping karne ke baare main soch rahe the.
"Aap ke acount main aur paisa daal doon ya phir credit card isthimal karenge? Janvi sighed knowing that recently all he ever seemed worthy of was paying everyone's bills and earning money to actually pay up for all the bills. "Paise hai beta humne check kiya yaadh hai do din pehele, sirf sabsi kaareedhe the, zyadha se zyadha shopping tum online karke dethe hoo jo banvana hai ussi ki main ingreedents lekar aathi hoon. Therefore money is there and we will be using it, debit card. All right?
"Agar aap ko chahiye tho muje call kijiye main aajaunga. he added trying to make himself useful, "Tum aaram se office jao agar kuch chahiye hum tume call kardenge.
"BHAI - MA aap logon ne sweet ko shuru nahi kiya hai na? Ayan asked running back walking in again this time dressed in black jeans and a light blue informal shirt. His lightweight eye-glasses being wiped clean as his hair continued to be wet from the shower, "Nahi kiya tumhare siva koi kar bhi na saktha. Aao banadho aur office ke liye pack kardho.
"Kaisi office hai yeah - kaam bhi, kaana bhi? Uupar se sweets tum hamesha leekar jathe ho. Ayan shrugged before starting to work on the bread halva with precision and caution. First diluting the bread, steaming it and adding sugar and stirring it firmly for a few minutes. After a point when the sweet was nice and brown thanks to the milk as an aroma began raising in the home. Finally stating some pistachios, cashews, almonds and raisins in gee separately before adding it to the sweet touching it off with some safrons too. "Aur isse kehethe hai bread halwa.
A flash of pain shot across Janvi's face as an old memory rang through her mind, a seven year old with a plate in hand filled with the simple food she could barely make. The cook had refused to come, she had to take care of the fractured mother all alone. "Aur isse kehethe hai aachi si toast and boiled eggs. Sided with banana-chocolate milkshake.
A flash of pain shot across Janvi's face as an old memory rang through her mind, a seven year old with a plate in hand filled with the simple food she could barely 9make. The cook had refused to come, she had to take care of the fractured mother all alone. "Aur isse kehethe hai aachi si toast and boiled eggs. Sided with banana-chocolate milkshake.
Shaking off the memory she packed up the rest of the food in serving bowls moving towards the Mathur house for breakfast were fresh roasted potatoes and warm milk. The house was neat and clean, certainly bigger than the Sharma house. It was also set with a proper dining area and the seating was created for the purpose of chatting away. Unlike Sharma house the colour scheme was also more vibrant. There was only a statue of a Ganapathy Bappa with a mud diya lit in front of it. Agarbatti smell came wafting through the room... It was a beautiful one. "Suman, Shub shall we eat?
"Saanj ko aane dijiye na Aunty. a slightly hefty boy smiled at her dressed in cream trousers and a dark green t-shirt.
"Aab thak nahi lauti? Janvi asked turning to the other skinny woman in the room who was dressed in a simple yet dull blue chudidar. Her eyes lacking a smile that was usually shining across her eyes. Shub was the one to answer, "Main khaana lekar gaya, uuse kaane se maana kar diya. Ghar aane se bhi mana kar dhiya.
"Main baath kartha hoon. Walking out Arjun went straight to the terrace knowing that is where she was... Saanj. The company lawyer, his team member, his childhood friend, the rock of his life... His Duskey!
The tears told him most of the story. Her eyes no longer shone with love but her physical structure continued to be the same. Thin... Little long but not tall. She was still in the same outfit she wore last night at his insistence. A pale yellow full length dress similar to an Egyptian style close neck dect with dark pink flowers. A similar pattern following on the waist and the hem. The thick hair had been tied up in a messy bun. The beautiful leaf and rose pattern earrings she wore the previous day still there. So were the matching single bangle she wore. The stunningly feminine watch too. Never had she looked more feminine in his eyes. It hurt him more now than ever - no they could never let them win. Especially since she was sitting on the roof, kees to her chin and arms hugging her legs. The black heals she had wore was thrown randomly across the floor. "Duskey.
"Chale jaao duffer muje baath karne ke maan nahi hai. she snapped, he sighed and repeated, "Duskey.
"I hate you Arjun. Nikal jao meri zindhagi se. she snapped harshly, he simply sat next behind her gently rubbing her back before finally speaking. "Ghar aathi hoon sar dharh ke wajai se aur dekne ko kya miltha hai? Unlogon ke liye puja raka ja raha tha. Mere ghar par, jab maine kaha unke naam bhi nahi lena hai. Phir bhi unlogon ne uske liye puja rake the. Jin logon ke wajai se ithna saara gadhbad hui thi unke liye ek puja raki jaa rahi thi.
"Dusky issi liye hum unlogon ko jeethne nahi de sakthe. the grip was firm enough to hurt but she did not push him away, it was more for him than her. That much she knew, "Unlogon ne humare saath jo kiya use pyar ke naam se ya aproval ke naam se nahi dala ja saktha. Filaal jakar brakefast karthe phir office jaakar saab ke baand aja the hai teek hai.
"Lekin main tumhare siva kissi see baath nahi karungi. he smiled looseing the grip, "Done deal lekin brakefast tho kare? Bhook ke wajai se chuke daudne lage hai peet main.
"Coffee nahi piya kya? she asked, a smile struck across his face, "Piya, lekin bhir bhi bhook lagi hai. Ithna lamba din bhi hai aaj breakfast tho chahiye.
Indeed the previous day was that terrible. The party was scheduled as per the months of the planning and had went ahead based on it too. So did Suman Mathur, a small athma shanthi puja for her husband and best friend. Despite everything the fact continued to remain the same, they were her husband, the love of her life and her best friend - the woman who had seen her through the biggest fights of life. She had to do this for her more than them. She even changed out of the cream chudidar she wore to a white sari as expected. Even the dress would have given a hint to them about what was going on! So despite the muhaurath not being right she begged the pandit for the puja so it could at least be done. As soon as Saanj was out the door she removed the hidden photos of a chubby woman with open hair dressed in a chudidar. Her large eyes and smile filled with love! Another was a man with flattened cheeks and watery eyes but a loving smile dressed in a simple white shirt. Setting it up in the hall she set the lamps on either side keeping a simple kheer she had made in front of the pictures. The only home made dish, It was their favorite - she remembered how she joked, "Tum donon kheer-bai-behen ho. Baaki bai behenon ko raki baand thi hai lekin yahan yeah kheer baand kar rakthi hai.
The pandit came with some children behind him. "Yeah paas ke aanadh bache hai. Inko aap kaana kila sakthe hai.
The children repeated a prayer before hungrily grabbing the food provided for them in simple leaf plates and leaf cups. It was not much, just fruits, puri, channa and the kheer they loved. All she could do was feed these children to their fill and give them tokens of stationery packs to help them with their education. Even though she had Janvi, Shub and Ayan helping her out with everything it made her feel very alone at the moment without Arjun and Saanj. Both had gone out for the party dect up in those fine clothes. All dressed in similar white... her eyes though kept trailing on Ayan. The person who funded everything with a blink of the eye. He had brought everything even the ingredients from somewhere in right proportions and amount. Had she used available Saanj or Arjun would have got suspicious. That was just for the keer alone... the rest of the food and fruits had arived in gun time. So had leaf vessels and the pandit who understood the situation. Within herself she thought, "Iss ladka ko yeah saab kaise patha tha? Ithni kaam waqth par kiya kaise yeah saab?
Along with the puja items was an envelope kept. It also had a letter inside it, the letter found in their post-box. A letter she now knew by-heart.
"I understand you have learned everything that happened. Please don't keep it in mind. Please move on. Allow their efforts to bare fruit. If that does not happen for now at least do a little aathma shanthi puja for them. I am not talking about one that involves fier but one were the fires of hunger within innocents are cooled. Even if it is just for the day. - Maya Meherotha.
The words touched Suman's heart but the practical difficulties of making everything burned her inside. Ayan solved it by saying, "Aap kheer bana dijiye aur photos ko set kar dijiye diya ke baathi aur theel se lekar baaki saab ka khal main rak lunga.
All of this had happened the very morning, "Vo kaun hai jisko mere dil ka baath patha tha?
Yet they did not have any time to think about anything, all they could do is go ahead with the puja. Unfortunately despite every effort to finish up and clean it was not possible. Even though she left only around six Saanj walked back inside unexpectedly at eight-thirty while everyone was in the middle of clearing up. (more like getting rid of the evidence) The fire and water mixed in her eyes at the sight of the photos. The words hurt everyone like thorns but no one could say or do anything...
"KITHNI BAAR SAMJADOON UNDHONON KA NAAM IS GHAR PAR MAATH LIYA KARO. VO MUJSE BHI CHOTI THI... ARJUN KI BIWI THI JAB YEAH SAAB KUCH HUA. PHIR BHI AAP LOOG UN DOHON KE SIDE KAISE LEE SAKTHE HAI?" Saanj shouted throwing the vais in her hand hitting the photo of Prem Mathur and Vandhana Sharma which was set for a puja. Arjun stepped forward and tightly hugged her from behind as she screamed his share of pain too. No one dared to breath a word... no one dared to mention the letter which had induced the whole situation. How could they?
Their betrayal was unforgivable. Their actions were hurtful. They had crossed all limits despite always saying, but the ones hurt most was Saanj and Arjun. On one side, Arjun had falling out of love with Maya and in love with Saanj but the base of those emotions being manipulation made both unrealistic. It just did not seem to fit into his heart. Every time he hugged his duskey it did not last long. They felt like something was burning them.
"Yeah paap hai duffer. Those were the words she whispered as she broke down every night in his arms but who else would they turn to for comfort. The one they wanted to hug and cry was nowhere to be found. Those were the words she spoke again walking into the house, Suman and Janvi knew that once again Saanj had hugged Arjun and cried. They knew she still loved him deep down. Yet no one said anything as they sat down for breakfast quietly setting the food in front of them. It was Ayan who decided to crack the ice, quickly, "Bhai aaj na main raath ghar nahi aapaunga.
"Kyun? Koi girlfriend mil gayi kya? Arjun demanded, he did not like it when Ayan stayed out late, "Nahi. Meri boss ki beti ke saath aaj program hai. Issi liye boss ne dinner ka invitation bhi dediya, aur dinner ka mathlab hai drinks so order bhi diya ke raath vahi par raath bithatun.
"Kithne login ko? Ayaan smiled at his response, "Sirf main aur ek aur ladka. Baaki busy hai.
"Kaisi program? he shot back, "Kaise program, mathlab? Bass ek program hai jismain humloog hang out karenge. Guunmeinge, bahar ka khaana kayenge, you know the words. Vaise hi hum bachpan main karthe the.
"Aur tumhari boss aur apni beti nahi karsakte hai kyunki? he sighed, "Kyunki uski apni koi bachpan nahi thi. I am going to be helping her out.
"What about the the other guy? Saanj demanded, Aayan laughed, "Vo kya karega?
"Boss ki beti ko gumayega. replied an angry Arjun, Aayan winked at Janvi and Suman, "Aare beti meri bhi hai.
"KYA! came the reaction from everyone, "Mathlab beti jaisi hai. Actually vo kya hai na, uski ma-baap nahi hai. Apni ma ki dosth ke saath hai, bahoth pyari bachi hai. Jithna hosakta hai uthna hum saab uske apni pitha ke kaami mehesuus nahi hone dethe.
Arjun and Saanj looked at each other before continuing the conversation. "All right. Photos keench lena.
Ayaan nodded, leaving the table. Soon he was driving towards the place he worked. A sea-green backpack over his shoulder. More like the place where his boss lived. The area was actually a township with classy villas' and bought of by people based on how much they could. The wall was large, covered by a black sliding gate, fit in with a security lock and camera. The silver suzuki hayate EP he drove - sliding to a stop pressing the bell, a child's voice came over, "Who is it?
Pushing the bell he pulled off his helmet, he replied, "Your ride to school. Bahaar aayie Ms. Ivya Rakshi Meherothra.
The door opened and a little girl walked out dressed in a baby pink dress with an umbrella cut, printed with red and dark pink flowers. A red ribbon around the waist, her long black hair was set neatly with a pink clip. Her large toe like eyes lit with happiness against the fair complexion, she wore simple white sandals and was the sight which made Aayan smile. Though a doubt was raised, as a girl dressed in a small light green pyjama shorts with dark red and black bird prints all over it. A short sleeved black t shirt, her hair clipped up slightly showing a light glow on her brownish hair, completely lacking makeup except for some glittery ebony nailpolish. Carrying a sky blue elephant backpack smiling, "Good morning Maya.
Originally posted by: MissIamTheBoss
Interesting story...m liking it reading...wishing more of Maya Mehrotra scenes.
Please don't mind but just one suggestion...please try to improve writing, sometimes it feels confusing with past or present then It will be more interesting.
Chapter 3
"Good morning Ayan. Snacks and water is packed, please kaana ka lena. Main aur Samay tume pick up all right. she smiled, the girl cheerfully nodded sitting on the bike while Maya switched the backpack on Ayan's shoulder for the elephant one. Keeping it on the handle! "Sorry tume bahoth thang kar rahe hai na?
"She is mine too. Dher se aaya lekin aaya. Main iss waqth ke liye hi jeetha hoon. He replied driving away, "By baby!
"By candy. she called back, smiling Maya went up the circular stairs. The home was nicely set with a small pond and a flower garden with a variety of flowers on the other side. The building itself was based on Italian villa's, painted in a light cream colour with dark windows. Complete with the uneven setting of rooms and the arches. The door was open and a guy with a dark-pale complexion and dark hair setting him off. A thick set of eyebrows nearly covered the cat like eyes but the sharp nose and bright smile basically made him nice. The fact that he was nicely built with no shirt on and a baggy-black three fourths. A brown rustic' coffee mug in his hand, sipping, "Aise kya dhek rahe ho?.
"Maya ko ek mom ke role main. That is the last thing I ever imagined. he laughed, rolling her eyes she went near him gently wrapping her arm around her waist giving him a side hug. "Thank you Samay.
"Thank you for making me Samay. he replied using his free hand to wrap it around her shoulder, "Most importantly thank you for Ivya.
"Thank you Aasha ko bolo. Muje nahi - listen aaj hum chalenge kaise? she asked when the gate bell rang again, "Who is it?
"Sanga. came the reply, again Maya rushed up to the button which allowed the gate to open. A girl driving a white activa, her long hair was braided stylishly and she wore a red off shoulder dress which fell further than her knees. She had accessorized it with a gold serpent like belt and a beaded gold plated chain reaching to her upper stomach. Slim and built up with highly sharp features, she too had a dark green backpack with her. The fact that she had worn light pink lipgloss and a little bit of red eye shadow... just a small layer above the eye-liner highlighted her even more. The black see through, ankle boots completed the outfit, though nodding to her politely he asked Maya, "Morning May, morning Sam.
He replied, gritting his teeth he replied, "It's Maya and Samay. Aaj kithne ghayal hue?
"Hoga koi dus ya ghyara. she replied shrugging, "Maya, ek choti si kaam hai aaj I am going to need my ID card.
"I will bring it. Samay walked inside, "Coffee chahiye kya?
"Nope! the girl called back, Maya asked her, "Ithni subha kiske saath meeting hai tumhari?
"Ek sculptor - more like a modern art kind of artist who does a lot of traditional work. I need to convince him to create models in mobile scales for clients in bulk. Karvadhiya tho order dhekar bechna shuru karpayenge. Profit margin iss main hoga around six to ten percent. Delivery ko bhi dhekna hoga...
"Oh - vo shop and drop concept ke liye? Maya asked and she nodded, "Uske baadh kuch designers se bhi baath karna padega. Clothes and accessories ke liye - you know for those filthy rich types!
"Get the guy to agree and I will send out the order to our student-employe body. Vahan se kuch aache ideas bhi milenge aur sasta bhi. Maya added, picking up her phone and adding a note. "What?
"I just say there is a meeting and you have already set up a plan of actions. You are actually setting up a program to deal with it. You are really amazing, aap jaise loog bahoth kaam hai iss duniya main. Smiling at her Maya patted her cheek, "Don't worry about anything. Tumhare saath jo kuch hua, hum use phir se interfear karne ki ijasath nahi denge. Yeah Maya Meherothra ka vaadha hai tumse.
"Aur Samay Nandha ka vaadh yeah hai ke tume bahoth jaldh ek chance milegi apna naam karne ke liye. Ek aisa naam jismain tume gharv hoga. The girl smiled takeing the ID card he handed to her, "Ek minute, Maya apni haathon se issko dahi chakar dhedo.
Taking the small green cup with little curd in it Maya smiled and fed the girl a few spoons,"Aacha shagun hai, jisko Samay bahoth maantha hai.
"Main bhi. A tear filled Sangamithra replied, "Meri ma manthi thi tho maine bhi maanthi thi.
Hugging Maya goodbye she drove away again. Just then one more vehicle rolled inside. A red sports convertible with the hood down, a guy with tanned and petal like eyes with soft features drove in. His wind blown hair dyed in several colors on the tips, a brown and white bandana tied on his head. The sleeveless white t-shirt, a thick platinum short chain around his neck, an expensive watch on one wrist and a rugged bracelet on the other. Several fancy platinum rings on his fingers... wavering to Maya he drove right past her,"Aagaya tera saiyan.
"Samay, Yudi mera saiyan nahi hai. Maya argued at least tried to, "Vo ek bahoth aacha ladka hai. He is the best content editor I have ever worked with in years. Uupar se meri kaafi sare aajeeb ideas ko bhi samaj patha hai. He actually pulls an extra time to help look into our side business too and connects them to the magazine experience.
"He is also a creep with too many girls hanging around him. Free time main patha kya kartha hai? Samay demanded, Maya sighed and replied, "Writes a blog for men about how to deal with women.
"Mujse zyadha vo ladkiyon ko degrade kartha hai lekin ithni meeti meeti baathon se karvatha hai ke saari ladkiyon ko lagtha hai ke vo unnko samajtha hai. His blog is a guide for men to get the woman to bed with them. Bas saaf saaf nahi boltha. Aur kapde dheka tumne, tumse zyadha accessorise karke aath hai vo bhi colour match ke saath. the argument continued, when the guy in question walked over confidently showing off the large platinum belt he wore along with the brown jeans and sandals. He had a large black side-bag slung across his shoulder from right to left.
Smiling at Maya sweetly he placed an arm around her shoulder, he took her arm using the other one kissing it gently, "Hello Candy. You look ravishing today.
Smiling Maya looked down blushing a bit, "Good mooring, Yude... shall I get you your coffee?
"Aah coffee vo bhi tumhare haathon. Kaunsa pagal na kahega. Please, but take your time. Don't rush on my account. Nodding Maya walked away as Yude smiled changed into a more wolfish one as he watched the way she moved. "Did you see that? Taak taak taak taak perfect cemetery while walking. Na ek inch idhar aur na ek inch udhar. She is just a vision!
Samay grabbed his coffee cup harder in anger, "Listen Yu-de, Maya tumhari boss hai stay within your limits.
"Oh I am brother. Just enjoying the view... agar bagwaan ne aanke dhiya aur saath saath dhekne ke liye ek apsara tho uss main meri kya galthi. He laughed seeing the other guy's reaction. "Don't worry vo mujse thodi badi hai.
"Thodi? Samay asked, Yude held his hands up, maintaining an expression of mockery, "She is all your's brother. Main tho kosish bhi nahi karunga!
Just then Maya walked back with his coffee, "Kya kosish nahi karoge De?
"Aah I love it when you call me De, tume paane ke liye. He replied again making Maya blush as he pushed a hair away from her face, "Coffee piyo deed saara kaam hai aaj, actually I want most of the stuff to be interlinked to one and another online once this month's issue designing is over.
"Maine already karvadhiya, full script and were to link them up have been set up. Ek baar agar tum ussko dheko tho processing ke liye beej sakthe hai. I will personally sit down with Ray and we can work through the tagging if you want that. he offered, "Actually tum bas list beej dho, tum dhon saath main baithe tho world war three shuru hojayega.
As they walked away laughing, Samay's eyes linged on her walk, thinking - Ladka saach keheraha tha, na ek inch udhar aur na ek inch idhar. Lekin kisi ko nahi patha hai ke tumhari asli kuubsurathi tumhari andhar ki aachayi hai. Vo aachayi jo burayi ko bhi aacha karvadhetha hai. Lekin uske baath unlogon ko tumhari gulam bhi bana dhethi hai.
Sighing he closed his eyes for a minute again whispering the mathra that seemed to have kept him alive, I love you Ma-ya I am yours. Unaware of all this, she continued chattering away with Yude, "Yeah so what are we considering? A colour coded system or more of a shade changer?
"Shade changer - we don't want the people to get completely distracted from reading the article. Talking about distractions how do you expect the boys to work? She looked at him lost, "Sorry?
"Tum aise gumogi tho Samaya kaam nahi karpayega. Maya made a face, "Usse aaj koi kaam bhi nahi hai. Kaam tho muje hai, proof reading ka lekin vo almost hochuka hai!
He led her down to the hall' the neat sitting area with cream walls with beautiful multi color four petal flowers. A set of black leather couch, two four setters and a two seater. There were also a few roll able (multi-purpouses) stools also of the same leather couches. In the center was a beautiful circular coffee table made of metal and glass. There too it was painted with beautiful similar flowers, they sat down, setting the coffee on the table. They were pulling out a laptop, he opened it continuing the conversation in hand... the real conversation though continued.
"Maya what I meant was Samay loves you. Vo tumhare liye puuri dunya se ladne ke liye thiyar hoga. Lekin tume kisi aur ke banathe hue bhi ek shabh nahi bolega. Apne pyar par ithna control dal kar raka hai.
Characters:
Characters
Maya Meherothra- a partner in a magazine called Home-Style, a concept magazine with a concept company system. She is also a guardian to a child - so she works from home.
Samay Nandha - a partner in Home-Style. A guardian to a child on paper but wants more. he too works from home mostly!
Janvi... Meherothra. The woman who had become a surrogate mother to Ayan and Arjun Sharma. A surrogate-best friend to Suman Mathru and the surrogate other-mum of Saanj and Shub Mathur. A woman with too manny layers...
Arjun Shrarma... A man with the charm but now a lonely soul. The CEO of Fashion in the City, who took it from one level to the next. It also turned him into an earning machine...
Sanga(mithra) is an employee in Maya's office. She takes care of the networking and fresh deals. She has a painful past despite which she fights against it. (Shivangi Joshi)
Yude(van) Kandava is a content editor. Another employee but someone with a lot of talent just like Maya. Their connection is something many don't understand but strong beyond words. (Karanvir Bohra)
Ivya Rakshi Meherothra - Maya's adopted daughter. She loves her greatly and currently the only light of her life. (Can not find a person to play for her)
(Sorry guys I can not add pictures or links - adding actor names for visaul thinkers like me to help them connect better)
Samay sat on the garden seating area, actually a hidden space where he worked. It was dect with a sofa built from the wall and a stone table raised from the ground. It was his favorite spot because he could see her from there... usually while she did her own work... The reason they had those french windows with extra seating space - behind the seating area. She usually sat on there on the mattress rolled out, a cushion for her back, the window open. Her legs stretched and her laptop on her lap!
This time it hurt a bit. Watching her (rather her side profile) so comfortably close on the couch with Yudi. His back towards the window, both sipping their coffees. She was listening to what he was saying with great attention. He never seemed to understand what was happening between them. She knew every single one of his groupies. She understood most of what he said. Affection was always flowing between them, one armed hugs to kissing on the cheek or forehead. Many times she comfortably allowed Riya to stay with him while they were out. It hurt him but there too he maintained silence, "Samay.
"Haan Aayan Riya chaligai school? he asked turning on the laptop unnecessarily, he will not be able to do any work till she moves away from him, "Chaligayi, tume Maya se baath karna padegi.
"Kis ke liye? he asked knowing exactly what Aayan meant, "Maya se main koi savaal nahi karpatha hoon. Ussne muje Rajiv se Samay banadhiya.
"Iska yeah mathlab nahi ke tum usse advantable lene doge. snapped Aayan his eyes still trailed upon the said woman and the conversationalist. "Dil tuuti hai, dheemag nahi.
"Vo Yude ki groupies main ek nahi hai. snapped Samay, "Ek bachi ki maasi hai.
"Masi hai, ma nahi. sadness filling his eyes, he knew how much she loved bandhar despite everything. She shared a bond with that unborn baby. She wanted to be Riya's mum but promised that lady she would never do so. "Hum kuch nahi karsakte hai. Go grab a coffee - deed saari kaam hai.
"Kya kaam? he asked, "Ray wanted to meet you Aayan.
"Uska aasli naam kya hai? Saab usse Ray kehekar bulathe hai.
"Ranchor Dhaya Prathap - Ray. Aayan laughed at the silly name, "Ray ka naam kisne dhiya ussko R.D nahi chalega kya?
"BPO office main liya naam tha. It just stuck to him. laughed Samay, Aayan joined in, "Issi ke liye donon hamesha ladthe rehethe hai?
"Haan Yudi ke liye creativity zyadha important hai aur Ray ke liye order tho ladai shuru. just then Aayan's phone beeped and he quickly replied back, "Contract copy ki zarurath padegi, main tume official email bijwa raha hoon.
"All right, main pick up se pehele bijwa dhoonga. Saaman hai? he asked, Aayan nodded hurriedly typing something on the phone, "Done.
Samay sat working on the document Aayan sent him, quickly, "Grab your coffee!
"Going. he snapped going back inside, catching the tail end of the conversation between the two on the couch, "Vo meri beti hai De there is nothing in the world that can change it. Kyun baar baar push karthe ho?
"Kyunki tume apni zindagi ko rook rahi ho. Aayan stopped for a minute unsure of what to do, she was his friend but there were limits. Moving through them he stopped for a second before continuing to grab his coffee. "Main apni zindagi baarbadh ho chuki hai - uski vajai se thodi si aachi ban gahi hai.
Saying those words a tear filled Maya marched away! She was obviously in the fount of the house, near the gate the spot which was made into a small shrine. The small (colour filled) Ganesha idol had it a small center up lamp lit in front of it. A four sided lamp on either side. All had been lit beautifully, incense sticks set inside a box adding to the environment. Coffee aur kaam ko inthizar karna padega. He thought following her...
Kneeling in front of it hands folded she demanded, "Aap aise kyun karthe hai mere saath? Kya kami hai meri puja main? Aap ne tho saab kuch dhekar ussko cheen liya lekin phir bhi aap ko chain kahan aaya? Ivya dhiya muje ussko bhi kalankith karna chahathe hai? Kyun? Kya main ithni ghandhi hoon? Agar hoon tho aap muje marne kyun nahi dhiya. Jeene ka vaja kyun dhiya?
"Candy tumhari aachai tho vo janthe hai. Issi liye tume itha katin tests dekar tume aur aacha karva rahe hai. Sochlo IAS exams se lekar top levels ke exams lekar yehi rule hai issiliye bagwaan bi isko apnaliya. She glared at him, "Ab insaab ko eke cam ke thara deklo tho patha chalega je results kistharf jayenge. Zara socho bacpan se abuse ke baad aatara saal main tum ek magazine shuru kiya phir paanch saal main kaha se kaha aagayi thi. Phir shadi kiya aur bai ke tharaf se dhard mili ogir bhi kithi ladi thi. Haargayi... bhai ke saath saath saab kuch kho dhiya. Maantha hoon lekin phir bhi tum haar nahi maani. Kosish ke baadh kosish kiya, har galthi ki saza kaati thi. Issi liye bagwanji ne tum ek gift dhiya, saath saath Aasha ko bhi. Aasha ko apni zillath bhari zindagi se aasadhi aur tume, ek beti jisko tum aachi thara paal poskar bada kar sakti ho.
"Thank you. she replied, a light smile comeing across her face but she continued to look away, "Aab apni pyari si chehere par ek smile lekar aana. Please jaan tume patha hai na agar tumhari chehere par smile nahi tho tumhari Aayan ke zindagi main roshni nahi.
"I am sorry Aayan. A sad smile crept across his face, "Sorry for not loving me Maya? Uski koi zarurath nahi lekin agar tum muje ek dance save kardhogi tho mere liye kaafi hai. Aaj raath?
"Aaj raath... she replied smiling as he helped her get up, his phone beeped again, he sighed instantly, "Tumhari theen thithliyaan boldhiya ke shopping aur shooting main busy honge.
"Meri theen thithliyan sahi kaam kar rahe hai. Humari magazine ek budget decoration type hai, it's for the last layer of the pyramid not the first. They are doing the right thing! he smiled at her gently pushing a hair away from her face, "You realise you are totally amazing right?
"No never felt like it. she replied, as he pulled her into a tight hug, taking in the aroma before letting her go, "You will.
Going back to Samay after grabbing a cup of coffee, "Sorry Maya ko ek nervous breakdown hone lagi. Dhek kaam ko chod kuch plan karthe hai jisske wajay se Maya ko thoda sa special feel karva sakte hai!
Rubbing his hands, he demanded, "What is our plan?
Quickly both came up with a plan for Maya to cause happiness till she walked over, an expression of anger in her face, "Agar tum dhonon ne apni gossip finish kar dhiya tho thoda sa kaam kare? Aise kya baath chal rahi thi ke tum dhonon ne phone ko fourty-five minutes se dheka bhi nahi.
"Kyun kuch urgent hai kya? both of them took their phones, while Samay asked her. It was Aayan who responded instantly, "Oh oh. Sorry Maya bilkul dhyan nahi gaya.
Sighing again Maya rubbed her face lightly before speaking, "Main roti's ko press karthi hoon, pick up ke baadh lunch bana sakte hai.
The boys nodded when Maya left the room. Aayan and Samay began the work at hand instantly. A tear filled girl rushed to the beautiful cream and mustard colour scheme. A large window facing the back garden and the green house. Tucked away in a container was already mixed aata for chapathis. Opening the draw she pulled out a manual chapathi/pappad presser, setting a large plastic flexible board on the side. She worked quietly and silently. Just then the door bell rang again, "YUDI kya tum dharvaza hool sakte ho?
"Sure. Tum kya kar rahi ho? Oh roti? he called back quickly opening the door, "Hello doll.
"Sanga please come straight to the kitchen. she called, Sanga walked right in but there was no smile on her face. She was rather pale, "How did it go?
"Maya - umm the designer student. Sanga began as Maya continued to work on the rotis, "Umm... Maya it is one of Arjun's contacts. Uska education ko Arjun ne hi fund kiya. He has taken up an offer with Arjun but he wants to have a double sales. Isska mathlab hai direct meeting.
The fact continued to stay expressionless but her hands started shaking. It had been three years she had not faced anyone. "We will work something out. Kaab thaak chupa payenge? Thank you, tume apni cut miljayega. Can you send me a detailed email, hum shuru kardhenge aur tumhari cut bhi tume milgayega.
"Are you sure Maya it's Arjun. she added, "I am sure. Tum apni collage funds ke liye kaam karthi ho. You deserve the money aur meri personal issues ke vajay se main tumhari opportunities cheen nahi sakti.
"Maya it's Arjun hum usske saath jaam karsakte hai. Sanga nearly screemed, "Main tume uske saamne kya uske aas paas bhi jaane nahi dungi.
"Sanga don't worry I will be fine. when the girl continued to glare at her, "All right, ek idea hai mere paas main Arjun se milthi hoon iss project ke liye. Agar muje aasun aane lagthe hai na tho tum mere liye ek huggable toy kareedh sakte ho. Vaise bhi meri birthday aane vaali hai aur agar yeah contract clear hojatha hai tho tum ek expensive gift afford karpaogi.
The conversation made both the girls laugh against the tears. Both unaware that the person they were talking about was kissing Maya's photograph. The one that hung in his office, the one he had taken, the one he had written jailor on!
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