MRD....my way 16/1 Updtd Pg 112 - Page 63

Well .............hv read it....... liked d conversation part,specially b/w kranti & Awasthi👍🏼, my fav lines r

Originally posted by: dinky_05

Well .............hv read it....... liked d conversation part,specially b/w kranti & Awasthi👍🏼, my fav lines r

"The plant has been in the hot sun for the whole day. For this we need to water it. And it's important to us for our sustenance. After all it's the reason that we exist. Do you get the analogy?"

even i think Kranti is convinced n hope 2 read more interaction b/w RK in ur nxt update😳

well read and tell me what you think about the following part.........

dnt worry abt Chesh ,m sure he will recover soonkeeping my fingers crossed

Originally posted by: sasha722

i know u r going onwards 15 th
but last couple of days ur Pc wasnt working
so dats also a mini vacation huh? ....... ok
how is ur little kiity hope she is fine

Originally posted by: namita25

@ skep..................
dear due to excessive work pressure ..... I won't be able to go anywhere this time...........kya karoon aaj kal kaam kuch zyaada hi hai.......
so I don't think so I am going to get any respite.................
from the heat and work.
well I am happy to know you are going to beat the heat...............
and get relief from work..................
take care
namita

Originally posted by: pennu

Sorry for the late reply Skep...👏👏👏

It was lovely to read both of your update... back to back...

Kranti - Doubting Thomas 1

Loved the way Kranti argued with Raj.... "A lawyer becomes good when he does that".. wow what a fast way to correct him... And Raj.. well said... " May be you'd have made an exllent lawyer"... Their conversation was full of fire.. even before the dining table and in the balcony as well.... It was very sweet to see, Raj making Kranti to sit in the seat before the dining table.... Aur yeh Pammi bhi .... never misses anything... just like us....😉Hahaha yes just like all of us..

Kranti - Doubting Thomas 2

Kranti didn't give a chance to question Mr Awasti... after all its for her uncle's safety only.... I felt pity for Mr Awasti.... Kahaam fusgaya.. becharaa.... For some moment I felt him as a refereee ab aage dekho....umpire bhi ho jayega hehehehe😆.... trying to control both Raj and Kranti.... BTW.. So our Raj is having the papers of the press land... hmmm... interesting.... 😃 ... And Mr awasti was also like Pammi.... pretending to engross the plants... and he hadn't missed a thing.... Awsome Skep... I truley love the way you finish each update.... it really brings a wide smile on my face... Thanks once again Skep....

Chink in the Armour – 1

"Nothing, Kranti." Awasthi tried to reassure her.

He put down the watering pot and turned to her.

"He is certainly not going to hang. He may spend a few months in prison but nothing beyond that. I shall see to it that he is treated well in prison and Raj will visit him everyday."

She looked at Raj trying to understand him. Was he really trying to help the KKs or was this a ruse? Was he indeed trying to gain the confidence of the British only to help the struggle of independence? Wasn't his father's ambition important to him? What were his motives?

Raj saw the uncertainty in her eyes. She seemed to be afraid to trust him. He poured himself a glass of water.

"I studied law in England. There I met Karamjit Sharma who greatly influenced me. He is a well settled Indian and does his little bit to induce Indian students to help in the freedom struggle. Of course many came back and immersed themselves in doing work here. Doctors returned to build up a health system, engineers came back to build up the infrastructure and lawyers like us to find loopholes in the legal system to save freedom fighters. That is what our group stands for. Like your group who fights vociferously for its goals, our group uses every rule in the book to save you. Mr Awasthi is the spearhead here amongst the lawyers. It's a well knit group and is on the lookout all the time." Raj explained.

"How did you meet Mr awasthi?" Kranti asked.

"My father's obsession for the title was going to be detrimental to my work. I was worried when he readily agreed to give trucks to the British for transporting cargo. My brother Kewal, would never disagree with Bauji out of respect. I spoke about this to Karamji who told me to meet Mr Awasthi which I did 2 days ago."

"So you know each other for just a short while?"

"Karam was junior to me in England. A group of us initiated him into our coterie. He remains in England but does a lot of spade work for us when cases have to be fought in London." Roshanlal explained.

"Does your father know what you are doing?" Kranti asked Raj.

He looked at the glass in his hand.

"No." He said.

"What! Your father is unaware of what you are doing?"

Raj nodded.

"First I have to convince him that the title isn't important. When I cross that, I shall tell him the other things."

Kranti looked at him in dibelief. It seemed a far-fetched story.

"I can't seem to trust you ……." Kranti seemed to say to herself, her hands twisting and showing her indecision.

Raj heard her soft distressed words.

"Kranti ……" he began, trying to keep his temper in check.

"Why Kranti? Are always so suspicious and distrustful?" Awasthi interposed. "We have told you more than we need to and definitely ore than you need to know."

"My uncle's life is at stake. You, Sir, are a stranger to me. On the other hand Raj has played every dirty trick to pry and then trick. He came to my uncle's house as an imposter and then fought a case for Prem babu which he deliberately lost. Do you wonder now if I am suspicious?"

Awasthi raised his eyebrows in surprise …………. Raj an imposter in mamaji's house. Why did he have to do that? Raj threw his hands up and grimaced.

"Imposter Raj?"

"Sir, that is something else quite unconnected with any of this?"

"She certainly has evidence against you, my dear."

"It's circumstantial, Sir."

"Circumstantial? Do you take me for a fool?" Kranti ejaculated. "You are despicable."

"Okay calm down, both of you. Kranti I have told you everything about our work. We have trusted in you too ……"

"What do you mean…..? Kranti put in.

"How do we know you are genuine and that this situation id important to you?"

Kranti was aghast. How could anyone doubt her love for her country? Raj watched her. He could almost feel her crumble and felt a twinge of discomfort. Awasthi was driving his point home and he was not beating round the bush. It was a typical legal gimmick to catch and strike a raw nerve to make the witness spill the beans. But he didn't want Kranti to be subjected to it. He straightened and was about to intervene when he caught Awasthi's look. He had to keep silent, Awasthi wouldn't be unkind to her.

"My parents died in a demonstration supporting Lala Lajpat Rai. My Tauji has spent most of his life in hiding but still fighting for the country. You have made a serious allegation against me and you neither have the right to nor any evidence to come to such a conclusion."

"It's not a conclusion, it's a random statement. But it's hurt you. I'm sorry."

"I ….." Kranti couldn't continue for there was a catch in her voice.

"What is it?" he asked kindly.

"Nothing," answered Kranti in a choked voice.

She turned away. Her throat was suddenly constricted and the tension of the last few days seemed to melt into tears. She blinked her eyes rapidly to stem them from flowing. But a few slipped out willy nilly. Someone touched her shoulder and she jerked the hand off.

"Kranti," said Raj. "I know you are worried and troubled. We were only trying to convince you. Please trust us, we don't want any harm to befall Sohanji."

She hiccupped and stifled a sob.

"It's not fair." She said a bit plaintively.

"Life never is," said Awasthi.

"Tauji is the only one who understands and cares for me. It will be very difficult for me if he's not nearby. It's selfish of me, but it's the truth. "

"But you don't live with him, do you?" asked Awasthi.

"No. Yet he's everything to me."

"A freedom fighter must learn to get detached."

"Easier said than done."

"So true."

"Sometimes I feel I am singled out by God to suffer the loss of family."

"You are not alone in that. Providence has its own way of dealing blows."

She looked up at Awasthi surprised.

"How old were you when your parents died?"

"About eight."

"I had a daughter called Amrita. The prettiest little girl. Her mother and I were thrilled when she was born. Things were going fine, till one day she suddenly started vomiting. By the time the doctor examined her, her appendix had burst. She died on the operating table. She was eight."

"I am sorry." Kranti looked at him through her tears.

"I am sorry too." Raj said.

"It happened a long time ago. I have no other children and so both my wife and I devote much of our time fighting cases for the needy and the principled."

"When your daughter passed away, you had each other to console……."

"The death of a young child is very painful and takes a long time to get over."

"The death of parents for a young child is doom. The child suddenly becomes alone and bereft of love."

Kranti's tears began to flow quickly.

"We are sailing in the same boat." Awasthi said as he put an arm round her shoulders to comfort her.

"Yes…………but you are up on the decks while I am in the galley."

Raj began to feel like a heel. He realised the suffering and agony Kranti had been going through most of her life.

"So my galley slave, what have you decided? To trust or not to trust?" Raj asked tongue in cheek.

Kranti looked at him. He smiled. She felt better.

"To trust."

"Yoo hoo…………. It's nice to be on the same side." Raj said, his head tipped to one side.

"I'll never be on your side, Raj. Perish that thought!" Kranti ordered.

Awasthi went to his desk. One hurdle had been crossed. He looked at the two arguing and taking pot shots at each other. But his eyes were trained on Kranti. What would become of her? She was going to lose her job and returning to her uncle's family………….. Dear God, he had to settle that issue too.

"Kranti…… one more thing." Roshanlal said.

"Yes? What is it?"