Chapter 7

Khilte hain gul yahan, khil ke bikharne ko…milte hain dil yahan milke bichadne ko…

 

Part 6:

 

Kripa gave a cold stare to Angad and ordered everyone to stop chatting and get to work. The troop obeyed and started collecting there copy of drama but obviously they fell short of one copy due to Angad's arrival. On seeing this Simi, as if more than willingly, offered to share her copy of play.

"I think Angad can share mine, till we arrange for his own." She said expecting everyone to agree. But Kripa butted in and said "but u will be on stage while practicing, so ofcourse ur copy will be with u and u won't be able to manage. I guess he will have to share mine before we get one for him. Never mind. Get on stage now." Kripa ordered and pulled Angad with her on the seats in front of stage. Simi cursed her under breath and went upstage to take her position along with Prithvi, who for one was playing male lead. Director told them to rehearse for a romantic scene. Everyone opened the corresponding page of the play. Angad leaned closer to Kripa who was sitting beside him reading the scene while chewing her pencil and put his arms around her whispering in her ears "I liked it." Then before she could respond he moved back pulling the papers from her hands towards himself so that they were now between them and both of them could read it. "We are supposed to share it Kripa." He said out loud.

She nodded her head a little, in agreement and anger, and both of them leaned on the papers together, there heads and arms touching and strand of Kripa's hair caressing Angad's cheek.

 

"What is this Prithvi? Concentrate. Why are u acting so dry. She is supposed to be ur lover not Dracula that would bite u if u will kiss her more intensely. Where is the passion feel, idiot." Jerry roared third time when Prithvi failed to act convincingly. Simi stomped her feet on the floor. It was so embarrassing to enact an intimate scene when ur partner doesn't seem to cooperate inspite of being a bad kisser. Prithvi listened to scoldings dumbly.

Angad turned his face towards Kripa and brought his mouth closer to Kripa's ear whispering "God Kripa, Prithvi is making me feel sorry for you. U must be missing my kisses if not anything else after being kissed by a boyfriend like Prithvi." Kripa looked at him in disgust. But before she could blast him off he got up and declared to everyone "Chill guys. I think Prithvi is not getting the scene correctly. May be it would be better if someone acts it out to show him. Ah…let me do the honors."

Before any counter reaction, Angad climbed on the stage and made his way towards Simi, grabbed her tiny waist, swayed her towards himself in gentle but controlled manner and bent her slightly before pushing his lips on hers for a passionate exhausting kiss. Pencil in Kripa's hand broke in two from between, as Kripa cracked it with anger in her fingers seeing her husband kissing another woman, no wait a girl, a sleek tender rosy 18 year old girl. This made her angrier. Angad left her waist seeing Kripa's reaction from corner of his eyes. Simi panted and shivered under the effect of kiss "hell…Angad u r so good." Angad winked at her and just said "Experience I guess."

He climbed down and grinned at Kripa who would have surely ripped the papers in her hands if there weren't too many people. He took his seat beside her and once again put his arms around her shoulder "Kripa, u must start giving Prithvi private tuitions soon. May be that would help him improve. I can give him some personal assistance as well…at ur home." Kripa took her remaining half pencil and pricked it hard on his arms.

"aaaooooch…" was all he said after that.

 

Another day. Morning coffee. Office. Home. Kripa sighed looking out of her window. Tomorrow was the first hearing of there case. And she had to be there as one of the witness. She had consulted about it with Prithvi and indeed, there case was weak. But then again, nothing is impossible. She was immersed in her thoughts when a stone broke in her home shattering the glass of her windows. Kripa shocked and take aback, gathered courage and looked out shouting "who is there?" She saw nothing in darkness outside except for two three men running off at some distance shouting against her and Bose family. She started coming in but suddenly fell on floor holding her feet and whining with pain as she saw blood spill out of the large cut due to sharp glass piece pierced in her feet.

 

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