Conveyance of message
“I am not doing anything unlawful” Pradyut slammed his basketball into the net in his room, pacing it nervously
His Dad knew he was aggressive, always followed the rules but was aggressive and wanted to go after something if he had made up his mind
This whole Zenith Astro in Chandigarh was turning into a nightmare, they were planning to sign a contract with the architects in September and the building was still upright. The demolish crew had been paid an advance and the very last business still had its lights on
“I don’t want us getting involved with law enforcement over there” Gopal Munjal spoke as he read texts
“I will assure you that aint happening Dad. I bought it fair and square”
“So WHO owns the book store”
“It’s a family run business”
“And?”
“The owner passed his daughter is trying to revive it, based on my sources she didn’t pay Fall semester fee at UMich and they ejected her or something”
Gopal’s expression crumpled
“Tough.. I agree”
“Does or did the person? Whats his name?”
“rajesh Bhushan”
“Yes did Rajesh Bhushan own the store?”
“I hear he did”
“So, its easy right? She shows us the conveyance deed we pay her twice the market price and she packs up and goes”
“I agree” Pradyut calmed down and dribbled
“Ask Ajit to coax her to produce it”
“What if she doesn’t want to sell?” Pradyut passed and looked at his Dad straight in the eye
“Whoaa?”
“I suspect she doesn’t, she owed money to the bank, they defaulted because he died and she emptied her bank account to supply the instalments for the next 10 months” Pradyut exhaled slowly to express shock
Gopal was in shock too
“TEN months?”
Pradyut wiped sweat off his brow and picked up a towel on his desk and wiped his face hard until he turned red
“Does she know she has an offer on the table?”
“Well I don’t trust the owner Ajit Singh, I am on the fence by TK Govil so I am just waiting here twiddling my thumbs”
“Don’t do anything you might regret”
“U know I wont”
The men sat down
The assistant brought coffee
“I think you can take care of this, I am meeting the new buyers for Iris Gurgaon 10th floor” Gopal smiled with pride
“Well.. good luck” Pradyut smiled shyly
“Good job son”
“Sure thing” he nodded
He chowed down on a rolled up parantha and started to dribble again thoughtfully
He had summoned TK Govil back he paused
He called Ajit
“Can you ask her to produce the conveyance deed?”
Ajit was shocked when no pleasantaries were exchanged
“Aapne diya na Rajesh Bhushan ko?”
“Yes sir jee, bilqul”
“Then we need to see it”
“Oh”
“The building is sold now, if she can produce it we write a check, if she is unable to then we pay for moving and raze it down”
Ajit was terrified of such a direct approach
Conveyance deed was basically a document confirming Rajesh Bhushan owned 4,000 sq ft of space in Zenith Astro on the North Side of the building on the ground floor
“I think I sold it like 40 years ago, mere Dadjee ne deal kari shaayad”
“Koi baat nahi, we need to see it”
Ajit nodded exhaling quietly
Pradyut hung up the call feeling very pleased
Ajit squandered the day away wondering how he was even going to approach the topic with the young lady Taruni Bhushan
He let two days slip by
Pradyut was not happy
Ajit Singh stared out at the heavy monsoon rain and slowly took the staircase, it was almost closing time for Bhushan Books
The girl looked especially sad these days
His heart ached
This was a deal he couldn’t pass up, Towers Partners were paying him almost TWICE what the land was worth plus the 13.3% if he convinced Taruni Bhushan to sell
Yes there was an ulterior motive but that doesn’t mean he didn’t feel compassion
“Business Today hai beta?” he asked nervously
“Sure… we have US style magazine display racks” she pointed to a far corner by the glass window
“Naya liya?” he felt nauseous
“Umm.. haan upgrade, Papa to shock ho jaate, I am in India making improvements to his store”
She was tearful
It hurt him more
“Are u really selling?”
He had fed her lies last week that the South wing was being torn down and the North wing was just being resold
“Plan to yahi hai” he blabbered weakly
“Papa still owes money on the shop”
“Hmm”
“Yes it’s a good investment” he nodded not knowing what to say
“Conveyance deed hoga unke paas” he muttered almost inaudibly
“Kya?”
“Ek deed rehta hai which promises ownership of land underneath the building”
Zameen ki value hai, agar demolish ho gayi bldg. to there is nothing left” he laughed nervously
“Papa ne zameen ka hissa khareeda hai na?”
“haa haan hoga shaayad, un dino mere Daddy aur Dadaji manage karte the construction ka kaam”
She looked at him trying to detect his age
“Tab main civil contract karta tha” he said defensively
He had actually spoken to his Dad this morning and he had confirmed selling that slice to a young almost 20 year old Rajesh Bhushan and his father
Taruni was the only person in the dark now
The ground underneath her vanished
She was falling headlong… quite literally into a dark abyss
She didn’t know who would know about such a conveyance deed. The bank did not have it according to the them, he had deposited the registration papers to get the funding
This was all so messy
Where was the conveyance deed
Did Papa pay upfront by borrowing from an uncle or cousin and mortgaged the registration deed later to return that money?
She spent the whole night and two nights after going through cupboard after cupboard, box after box
Conveyance deed was nowhere to be found…
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