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"Kya lekin mausi ji?" Shahank made her sit down, "Ridhmia tumahri mausi ke shadi tumhari naani ke kilaf hui thi, isi liye use zyada hame patha nahi hai."

"Ooh, sorry nani muje aise puucha nahi chaihie thi." Ridhima replied but nani waved it off, "Koi baath nahi beta, waise tume kisi na kisi din patha tho hona tha. Jaao main tumhare liye kaana pakathi hoon."

"Nani muje kuch nahi chahiye nani waise muje dance class ke liye deer ho raha hai." she replied going out. Ridhima was a part time coriographer teaching some school girls dance, that was her summer job and she loved doing it, even though she as not a very 'hot' looking girl she truely had a flare for danceing and could coriograph several programs with small orphan children. She did get a certain amount of money for this, money that she saved for a bigger purpouse. Taking her black colour scooty she drove through the trafic towards the orphanage where she created dance programs. The orphanage it self was quiet small but extreemly comfertable with beautyful flowers and a building set with artistc work even though the model looked like that of an old fashion home. Small children were paying through the place holding small buckets of watter. Some of the children yelled waving, "Ridhima didi! Ridhima didi!"

"Aaye meri nanhe dosth kaise hai aap log?" she laughed, "Hum teek hai didi!"

"Teek hai, jao aur kelo main thode deer main aathi hoon, dance class hai na." the kids yelled, "By didi!"

Khanna Mansion - Angad's room

Angad pulled out a light grey t-shirt with a black shirt with white stripes on it, picking up his sunglasses, his wallet and his mobile he walked out wearing a set of casual sandals. "Angad sir aap ke brakefast."

"Aah thank you, aap use wahan laga dijiye." the servent kep the stuff there nd left the room, Angad sat down with his brakefast switching on the news chanal. Keeping his eyes on the t.v dug through his boiled egg, well buttered toast, fruit bowl and juice with one hand when he used the other to write notes from the news on his digital note-pad. It was just as he placed down his empty glass of juice his mobile rang, "Hello?"

"Mr. Angd Khanna?" he looked suprised, "Yes speaking?"

"Good morning sir I am calling from Men's Flavour magazine." he nodded, "Aah, yes tell me err... Ms.?"

"Asha, Asha Shiwasthaw that's my name." Angad noted it in a fresh page. "Ms. Asha Shiwasthaw, Men's Flavour so how may I help you?"

"I am the creative editor of the magazine and I would like an interview of you for our magazine." she continued and Angad noted that down too, "Why do you need the interview? I mean why me?"

"Sir our next edition is on men who are inspiration in terms of fashion, personality and bussiness position." she replied, "When can we have this interview?"

"That would depend on what you would need, please send me the detiails of our plan and I will consider your request." he replied biting into his toast, "If you could check your email you will have it sir."

"MY EMAIL? How did you get my personal id?" she lagughed, "Your proffestional id sir, the one on g-mail and orcut network."

"Ahh yes it slipped out of my memory - sorry." he heard a laugher on the other end, "If you can look into the details and you are ready then we can fix an appointment for the interview."

"Ok, I will contct you in another fifteen minutes." he cut the line and saw through the email eating his fruit bowl, "Hmm interesting, ok! This looks god main haan kehedetha hoon."

Typing an e-mail he replied confermation and asked for a few more details sending a cc to his parents. Just as he got the 'sent' message the land line rang, picking it up he was bout to say hello but it was Mukti's voice he hard responding the call, "Mukti Angad ne us project ke liye haan kehediya lekin vo kuch detils mang raha hai."

"Dedo usmain koi problem nahi hi. Make sure you get this interview though, usmain se aane wale paison ke saak zarurath hai." Angad felt his body grow chill, "Waise aap sirf profit main focus kijiye."

"Yes ma'am min aap ko kaam hone ke baad contact karhi hoon." she replied, "Teek hai, aur haan make sure ke interview ke liye koi achi aur talented reporter ko bejo. Us ladki ke thara nahi jo tumhe pichle baar aayi thi, dimag khaa liya usne Karthick ka."

"Janthi hoon don't worr is baar aise koi galathi nahi hoga." she replied, "Thanks, I've got to go by."

"By!" the line got cut but Angad continued to hold the line his mind blank, "Mukti? Mukti ne kiya yeah saab? Vo bhi sirf paison ke liye? Muje aab tho iske baare main chup rehen chahiye. Baad main use confront karna padega."

Unknown Place

The whole place was semi-dark set with comfertalbe chairs mde of leather, large enough for a well built man to sleep if necessary. A desighner made glass side-table was right there, it looked nice enough for some one to enjoy a nice warm coffee on it. The whole place had a carpet on it, set in dark grey with thick white patterns on it, the glass chandliers reflecting the little light in the room across each other making it brighter than it was suppose to be. The whole room it self was looking grand with the minimum decoration it self, it was clearly a property of some rich people. A servent dressed in a uniform walked in holding a small silver tray, on it was a large white cup of drink with a cover on it. "Sir your coffee."

"Thank you so much, you can go!" the man left the place and a young girl of no older than fifteen walked in dressed in extreemly skimpy clothes. An extreemly thin white knee length skirt and a sleaveless quater top that was once again in white with heal shoes. Her hair was left open with the edges, "Sir aap ne muje bulaya?

"Krithika right?" he asked snapping his fingers at the girl she nodded, "Sir aap ne muje kyun bulaya?"

"Kaafi strait ho tum apni baath main. Kya hai tumhari umar?" he sked, "Ji main pure fifteen years old hoon, pure ke pure fifteen years."

"Pure ke pure?" he laguehd, "Maine kya aadi fifteen years kaha tha kya?"

"Tum yahan kyun aayi ho?" he asked, "Kyunki aap ne muje bulaya, kyun bulaya aap ne muje? Kis thara ki sexual pleasure chahiye aap ko Mr. Yoash Varma?"

"Yogash Varma? Not bad tume meri ma ke naam bhi patha hai kya, not baad. Kaafi kushi hui tumse yeah baath sunkr. That means I am not a common custoemr of a common prostitue." he laughed pointing out a small stool like seat again made of leather. "Thanks khade hone ke wajai se muje pair main dard hone laga tha."

Krithika sat down and placed one leg over the other in a way that it showed more skin. Yogesh simply rolled his eyes, "Take of your sandles, agar tume dard ho raha hai tho kaam hojayega."

"Tume kya chahiye?" she snapped, "Kuch zyada nahi..."

The light suddenly grew brighter blinding both the people in the place briefly, "Sirf information jo tum achi lighting main bhi de sakthi ho."

"DHISHA! DUFFER TUM NE KAAM THAMAM KAR DIYA." Yogesh yelled at the girl who was standing there dressed in dark-brown cargos and a white t-shirt with brown strapes on the neck and a mordern art picture in the center of the shirt at the same colour of the trousers. Her eyes were covered with dark glasses, her hair was open, compleately. On her right wrist a dark-brown band, her left wrist a gold watch. She wore sandals, very casual but some how did not compleatly blend in with the kind of person she was! "Deko Yogesh agar tume kisi ko kabhi aise introgate karna hai tho tum une kule aam karo. Aur haan my name is Mukti not Dhisha, baar baar muje aise kyun bulathe ho?"

Yogash Varma, the younge and dinamic man was not only powerful international criminal investigator but the son of a very rich parents. He had been working for a few years now but grew up the ladder very fast due to his pure talent and exposure to technology. (Yogash is played by cinima actor Imran)

"Karan hai darling." he smiled.

"Yeah, Ms. Kya naam hai aap ka?" she asked the girl, "Krithika."

"Yeah Ms. Krithika aap ke prostitute hai right?" she aksed, "Haan dus saal se is kaam kar rahi hoon kaai thar ke customers hai mere paas. Aurath bhi if your interested."

"No thank you, aap ka umar kya hai?" she continued, "I am fifteen years of age."

"Fifteen years, nice age to be of!" she smiled, "Suno uske achi light main introgate karo aise andere main nahi."

"Socha use aise environment main vo zyada comfertable hogi." she rolled her eyes, "Zyada proffestional aur dhari hui hogi. Keep the light on aur haan I don't want any more excuses."

"You won't!" he yelled as Mukti walked away, turning back to the girl Krithika continued the interogration, "So how did you get into prostitution?"

Basu Industries - Shravan's office

An old man dressed in kaki shirt and trousers was busy cleaning the whole place up with a white cloth. The top of the table of the glass with dark wood underneath. A space cut out for the cables at the corner and a space set away for reading files easily. A glass pen holder was again made of glass and had a set of pens in it, all expensive ink pens. Inside in a set of draws with the real pens, there was also a set of larger draws underneath. It had enough leg space comfortable and quiet nice enough, the chair large luxurious and very commanding.

Krishi

An old man dressed in kaki shirt and trousers was busy cleaning the whole place up with a white cloth. The top of the table of the glass with dark wood underneath. A space cut out for the cables at the corner and a space set away for reading files easily. A glass pen holder was again made of glass and had a set of pens in it, all expensive ink pens. Inside in a set of draws with the real pens, there was also a set of larger draws underneath. It had enough leg space comfortable and quiet nice enough, the chair large luxurious and very commanding. It has that special something about it that makes it seem more commanding, the room it self had the luxury of several cabins and more a files and stationary along with a complete office equipment on the side. There was also a separate seating area with soft pale cream cushions and a sofa set in dark brown with cream prints on it, a round table in the center for a chat! It was among the best that can ever be seen and it was in his office. The paint around was set in a mixed modern art color system with a very casual lighting illuminating the whole place. This was the office of Shravan Basu and it reflected the man him self! The old man was quietly working through the cleaning when a lady dressed in a light red shade sari walked up to him, "Dhekiye aap jithne jaldi ho sake apn yahan se jayie, Shravan sir agaye hai."

"Kaam katham hai ma'am saab. Main yahan se nikal jantha hoon." she quickly ran away from the place followed shortly by the man who was cleaning. If there was anything that Shravan hated then it was people cleaning up when he came to work, he needed a space to start working the minute he came in! That was Shravan a man who was had a killer instinct in terms of the job!!!

Down at the gate a red ford mustang came at top speed, the top up making it look like a 'clasic bussiness car' from the outside. Pulling up near the enterence a man dressed in a set of whtie trousers stepped out, his silkish red shirt and a white formal jacket to go along with it, a white tie with a red embroidory work on it. A leather laptop bag strapped up on his shoulder, a siver wrist watch on his left a red-daga on his right wrist. His hair was neetly groomed but stil had that 'windblown' look about it, white matching shoes on his feet and the sleek movement of an athleat in his walk. His eyes and lips wished a silent good morning to those who passed him but continued listening to someone on the phone. "Hmm... yeah. Oh... ok."

Walking down through the office he took the lift and continued to speak on the phone, "All right then Mr. Mishra we shall meet at the party. We have lots of work to do! Be ready."

"Good morning sir!" he smiled, "Good morning Ms. Rashika may I say that you look wonderful today."

"Thank you sir." Rashika was indeed beautyful dresed in a light blue sari that was folded up on her shoulder, matching earings and bangles. Her hair was partially cliped back and her make up both light and exteemly casual yet with an air of proffestionalisum around her.

Rashika Pande Shravan's office assistant and his right hand, she innitilly came into his life because of friend and latter became his right hand. Her family was not very well off when she took over the job, but now she had no one in her family except her nephew. (Rashika is played by that girl who comes in Ajnabi sorry I don't know her name)


"Sir there is a meetings for you in two hours, all the papers are ready for you and on your table." she started saying standing next to him and summerised the days activities for him. There are some papers you will have to sighn at the moment they are also on your table. There is also a mug of hot coffee that will be delivered ot you soon and you need to take your morning dose of vitamins."

"Rashikaaa." Shravan winned wrapping his arm around her, "Kabhi tho kaam ke siva kuch aur baath kiya karo, jaise yeah bahao tum kaisi ho aaj? Aaj lunch ke liye bahar jaye?"

"Sir aap..." but Shravan cut her off, "Main isi liye nahi puuch raha hoon kyunki aap keri secretory hai, main isi liye puch raha tha kyunki aap ko ek change ke zarurath hai, aap ko kai jaana hai bahar. Hamashe is office ke duniya main kaind kiya rehena aap ke liye teek nahi hai. Isi liye main app ko baar baar puch raha hoon kya hum kai bahar chale? You really need a change from all your paper work and coffee focused work."

"All right sir, hum lunch ke liye bahar jayenge." he smiled, "Great, lunch on me! Consider it a date between tw friends."

"Jaise aap ke marzi sir." she smiled and began walking out the lift door but Shravan pulled her back, "Ek minute aap yeahi par kyun uthar rahe hai? Hamare office top floor main hai."

"Sir hume finace department main thodi si kaam hai. Vahan par hume kuch documents aur details ka copy lena hai." she smiled, Shravan continued to smile and leaned back, "Man she is something else."

Unknown place

Mukti entered a kitchen in the very same house only this kitchen ws much more different and clearly the personal space of the family. The entier kitchen was structured in an exact square lay out, everything equally measured, the plug points, the positioning of the gass stove to the place for cutting. Yet everything was mordern, the gas stove was a four flame one, there was a micowave oven a little away from it and a coffee maker as well. Just with the turning was a large corocory cuboard, it was filled with coffee mugs, tea sets in few different sizes, plates of various sizes and some serving bowls, spoons and fianlly some forks and knives along with soup bowls. The entier space in between was structured half for cutting with a knive set and another smaller cuboard for various kinds of bowls used to transfer the vegitables in, below it was a drawer for the garbage can. The other half was set up as a washing area, the sink and the dish washer set up in the space with the detergent and soap placed in a small cuboard at the side. The other cornor had a wall only half raised with a space given for comming in and going out. This space had nothing in it, with the mear, the last wall had all the cuboards and draws on the lower half leaving the upper half set with empty see through cuboards just till half the space used. All of them empty at the moment, another was set up with the food processor, the toaster, sandwitch maker and finally the large refrigerator. At the center of the whole kitchen was a place that was raised, set up with wood centered around it were some chairs in such a way that the 'table' could be expanded at need. Mukti opened one of the several draws on the lower end of the kitchen and took out some coffee powder and shugar, filling watter from the tap she made her self some fresh coffee. Slowly sitring it with the milk she poured in from the fridge.

Quietly sitting down she began reading through her medical book seriously taking notes and highlighting certain points latter for further reference. She continued studying and writing notes as she listened to her I-Pod, after nearly a large amount of notes all written on a digital note pad she streched up a little bit. "Always the studious student are you?"

"Always the serious student?" She looked up, "Interogation hogya?"

"Haan almost, sirf usku record main badalna baki hai." he replied, "Diet chocolates kahan hai?"

"Fridge main, kya hua?" Taking the chocolate Yogesh bit into them carefully, "Chacha ne bechari ko bej diya vo bhi ek comission ke liye."

"Commision ke liye?" she replied, "Haan baap ka ek lover nikla tha jiske wajai se uski ma ne suside kar diya. Uska baap aur uska lover Raj ne kaha tha ke vo use bhi U.S lejaana chahathe the lekin is mama ne inkar kar diya."

"Aab kya karenge?" she asked, "Kya karenge hum? Orkut main hum ne uske papa aur uske lover ke liye aur haan uske mama se unke baap ke sari letters bhi confistigate kar diya. Vo aab vo saab pad rahi hai jaise kuch bolne ke liye thiyar hai hum kaam shuru kar denge. Tum kya pad rahi ho?"

"Main biology main kaam kar rahi hoon, medical ke liye bahoth important hai na isi liye. Aur tum tho janthe ho na ke vo exams kithne complicated aur competitive hai!" she replied, "Haan kyunki tum unke liye theen saal se kaam kar rahi ho, but it's worth it. Uss collage students ne kithni achi kaam kiya mainne deka, sirf dus saal se hai lekin phir bhi they are amongst the top collages of the country. Uske saath unke degree ithni valuable hai ke jaise koi international degree hai. Aur unke subjects bhi kafi achi hai."

"Haan isi liye yeah collage meri top priority hai, jaab main board exams ke liya prepare kar rahi thi thab bhi main iske liye alag notes lethi thi." she replied, "Jantha hoon."

"Tum kafi thaki hui lag rahi ho, kya hua?" he asked, "Patha nahi achi neend nahi aarahi thi, kaai baar main raath main jaagthi hoon. Docter ne muje davai dediya thaki main so sakthi hoon."

"Acha kiya unlogon ne hamesha koi na koi baath ke liye stressed hojathi ho!" she only smiled, "Relax achi tara karogi apne exams hamesha ke thara."

"Thank you, lagtha hai phir se coffee bana padega deed sair kaam hai." she replied, "Banalo kaafi achi hai tumhari haath se bani hui coffee."

"Thank you, introgation kaisi thi?" she asked, "Kafi achi thi actually kaafi leads mili hai group ke baare main. You were right, tumhri parents ke mauth koi accident nahi tha actually, vo log use mar diya. achi thara plan kiya phir use aise mari diya."

"Problem kya hai?" she asked looking into his eyes, "Aur paison ke zarurth hai, aur vo bhi jitna jaldi ho sake uthna jaldi."

"Kithne paison ke zarurath hai?" she aksed, "Ek karor kam se kam. Don't worry main paise tum se nahi mangunga. Is kaam ke liye meri office se hi paise le lunga. Waise agar main is kaam main kamiyab hogaya ek he shot main dus karor mil jayega - minimum."

"Point taken, waise mere paas ithna sara black money ke funds kai nahi hai." she replied he laughed lighting a sigaret of very mild nature. Slowly taking a draw from it he laughed, "Ache thara jantha hoon ke tum bhi kuch black money main involved ho, aur yeah bhi jantha hoon ke tum koi aise kaam main nahi invovle hothe ho jo dangerous hai."

Krishi

awesome , update mind blowing scene all ... thanks a lot dear for pm and this part ,

"Janke ke bavajuth bhi?" she smiled, "Mukti tum un paison ko kaunsi purpouse ke liye use karthe ho? Un logon ke jaise falthu purpouses main doobna yaah kai kai jagaon par rakna? Nahi tum un paison se trust funds, charity aur education provide karne ke kaam karthe ho. Tum gareeb logon ke liye achi medication, cheep rate instaulments main dene ke thiyar bhi karthe ho. Tum logon ke liye scolerships arange karthi ho aur deed sare logon ke liye paise arange karthe ho. Aise ladki ko min kyun arest karu? Aur yeah bhi jantha hoon ke tum directly nahi bahoth sare logon ke network se apne kaam karthe ho. Tumhari naam vahan par alag hai, tumhari identity vahan par alag hai aur tumhari pehchain ke system aisi hai ke koi bhi. Yeah bhi jantha hoon ke tume ek pure group hai jo tume protect kar rahe hai. Tume kuch bhi hojaye tho na sirf tume bajayenge unlogon ko katham kardenge jo tumhare liye problme create kar rahe hai. Yeah bhi muje patha hai ke tumhari vo home manager tumhari un rakshak logon main ek hai."

"Kafi jankari hai tume hamare bare main I'm glad." he again laughed, "Kise nahi hoga darling mere dad tumhari mamu jo hai."

"Aur mere un protectors main ek, bhul gayi ho kya?" she added and he laughed, "Haan meri pyari behena main mantha hoon ke tum kafi talented ho in mamle main. Kush?"

"Haan yaar, waise mamu aur mami hai kahan?" she asked, "Mom and dad aab mexico main ek bussiness ke deal e liye gaye hai wapas aane main kam se kam teen se lekar chaar din thak lag jayega."

"Kam se kam?" she looked up half way through her notes that she was writing again, "Haan kyun?"

"Mamu nahi hai tho ma ke liye jo puja hai vo kaise hogha?" she asked, "Dad aajayenge don't worry about that, aur haan ma ne tumhare liye ma ne ek chiti chod kar gayi hai. Ek minute main lekar aatha hoon."

Going out for a few minutes he came back holding a large black cover, "Yeah lo, yehai hai vo letter jo ma ne tere liye dekar gayi thi."

"Thanks!" she replied and ripped up the envolope open. There was a very thin letter in it, not more than two or three pages.

Dear Mukti,

I hope this letter reaches you in time. Beta I am so sorry that we had to leave like this with out telling you. What to do, the work that came up is like that. Beta there is something you should know about this mission we are going on. There is a file in my room, in the draw below my dressing table. It has a file, large but transperent. It is different from any file in our home you have seen before. You will know when you see it.

Go read it and then come back to this letter. Please love,

Mami

P.S Kyes are in the envolop.


"File, keyes is mami ko ho kya gaya?" she muttered inide her self, going inside a room inside she opened, the whole thing was beautiful with dark blue curtains with a lighter one on the background. The room had a large set of cupboards and a dressing table that was very grand along with a range of make up foundations, tissues, hair brush sets as well. When Mukti opened the draw below she saw a box file with lots of papers and a c.d in it, just as she picked it up her mobile rang. "Hello?"

"Mukti?" she heard a man's voice, "Yes speaking?"

"Dhilip, zara ghar thak aan, right now." he replied, "Ji mai ek gante main aathi hoon."

"Ek gante main aathi hoon." she replied and left the place with the file.

Bajaj House - Prem's room

Prem sat down at his study table and looked through some project files when he felt a hand on top of his head. "Mother India?

"Kya hua? Mera beta aaj kaal kafi kamosh hai, aur apn kaam par concentrate kar raha hai?" she asked, "Kaam thoda zyada tha aur aap tho janthe hai na ke main apne koi bhi kam adura nahi chodtha. I never leave anything incompleat."

"Janthi hoon, isi liye main puch rahi hoon ke baath kya hai? Na koi deadlines, na koi urgent kaam phir bhi tum aise kaam kar rahe ho jaise koi kal nahi hai. Kyun?" she persued, "Kabhi kabhi aise lagne lagatha hai ke kaam main doob jaana purane baathon se duur rehepaonga."

"Kya hua, kisi ne kuch kaha?" she asked running her hand through his hair, he closed his eyes enjoying her tocuh, "Nani ma ka phone aaya tha."

Prerna understood those words and kissed her son's head, "Kya nani ne sari purane yaaden lautadiya?"

"Haan actually ap tho janthe hai na ke daddy cool ne tho muje kabhi is baath ka ehesas tho hone nahi diya ke main uska beta nahi hoon. Lekin kabhi kabhi is sach ko tho main bhul nahi pa raha hoon." he replied, "Yeah bhol nahi pa raha hoon ke main najaz hoon, main ek unwanted child hoon."

"Beta tum ek unwanted child nahi ho, manthi hoon ke tumhari is duniya main jane ke wajai ise nahi tha jisthara ek beta ko aana chahiye lekin phir bhi is ma ka pyar kabhi nahi badal saktha hai." she replied, "I know lekin phir bhi sach tho badal nahi saktha hai na?"

"Sach tho hum nahi badal sakthe hai beta lekin haan jo saach hum duniya ko dikana chhathe hai use tho hum apne shakthi tho hai hamare paas. Tum yeah baath chun sakthe ho ke kya tume ek najaz aulad ke roop min is duniya main yaad raka jana chahathe ho yaa ek kamiyab insan ke thara. Ek baar apne rasthe chulo phir saab ke saab apne aap tumhari zindgi main aane lagega. Tume bas uske liye sachi mehenath karna padega." she told him listening to her words Prem took a deep breath digesting them, "Your right mother india, main apne zindagi apne rules main jiunga. My life, my rules aur us raasthe main muje koi rokne wali tokne wali nahi ho payega. Pehela main apne collage main first aane ke kushish phir ek top class MBA. Ek din main ithna bada bussiness man banunga ke apne us so called baap Mr. Anurag Basu se bhi ache bussiness man banunga ma."

Khanna Manssion

Mukti entered the home only to find Naina, Dhilip, Karthick and Angad there all of them dressed in the same clothes they wore to office. She placed the file down and looked at everyone confused, "Mukti kya tume ... magazine ke saath koi rishtha ahi?"

Dhilips eyes were fumming when he asked the quistion but Mukti answered boldly, "Haan main invester aur share holder hoon. Aap mujse aise kyun puch rahe hai jaise maine koi account two main invest kar diya?"

"Kya tume us interview main koi haath hai?" she asked, "Haan maine he Angad ka naam us kaam ke liye sudgest kiya us batchlors ka interview ke liye. Muje laga ke uske paas kehene ke liye kuch interesting aur different hoga isiliye kuch aur logon ke saath Angad ka naam bhi sudgest kiya jab us ladki ne sudgestions ke liya puuch rahi thi. Ismain gaath kya hai? Waise aap tho achi publisity ko appriciate karthe hai na?"

"Lekin baath yahi hai ke tum apne bai ka fame paison ke liye use kya." she looked shocked, "Maine kabhi Aarman biya aise nahi kya. Dekiya Mr. Khanna aap ko koi hak nahi hai mujse aise baath karne ke liye?"

"Mukti tumne Angad ka naam aur fame apne paison ke liye use kiya vohi baath kar rahi thi main." Mukti looked lost, "Maine sirf Angad ka naam diye ek sudgestion ke roop main diya usmain yeah bai ka isthmal karna kaise hoga? Angad sirf ek achi contact hai, mere uske saath koi aise rishtha nahi hai. Hum donon ek hi ghar main rehetha hai, vo mera dosth Karthick ka bai aur mere gaurdians ke beta hai. That's it muje uske saath koi gehera rishna nahi hai."

"Mukti kya main tumhare liye sirf tumhare gaurian ka beta hai? Tumahre chahera bai nahi hai?" Angad asked shocked, "Chahchera bai? Umm Angad jahan thak maine deka vo din kabhi nahi deka jab Mr Khnna mere papa ke bai yani mere chahu ke thara mere saath pesh aye the."

Dhilip looked at shocked but silent, "Aur jahan thak baath aap ke hai Angad muje vo din yaad nahi hai jab maine aap ko bai keheke bulaya."

Krishi

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"Your right Mukti lekin iska yeah mathalb nahi ke tum muje ek comodity ke thara deko main bhi ek insan hoon." Mukti nodded, "I'm sorry Angad muje tho laga ke aap ko yeah saab koi farak nahi padega. You know considering hum donon ithne close nahi hai."

"Close tho koi excuse nahi hai Mukti you've really shaken me up. Hurt tho nahi kiya lekin hann isthimal tho kiya jo teek nahi hai. Please dubara aise maath karna, in turn main tum aur tume apne dosthnon ke saamne tume insult nahi karunga. Done?"

She smiled and stretched her hand out, "Done! Thanks a lot Mukti and I am sorry about the way I have been treating you."

"No problem, umm Angad vo interview?" she asked, "Don't worry main dedunga uske bare main tume fikar karne ke koi zarurath nahi hai. That is a good oppertunity for the company and the bussiness, uske liye thank you."

"Your welcome aab if you don't mind, kya main apne padayi karne ke liye ja sakthi hoon?" she asked looking at Dhilip, he nodded, "Sorry tume disturb karne kel iye."

"That's ok Mr. Khanna main chalthi hoon." he cut her off, "Mukti beta if you don't mind kya tum mere saath dinner karogi, bahar aaj ke liye?"

"Sure I don't mind as long as it is not something like one of your spicy restaurents. Ek baar vo spicy khaana kaa kar muje pure raath dard main chila rahi thi. Jab subah naukrani ne muje davayi diya thab main teek hui thi." he smiled, "Teek hai beta main aap ko kisi aur restaurent lekar jatha hoon."

"Thank you, muje aab padayi ke liye jaana hai. I really need to go study." she replied, "Study? Study what? Your board exams are over right?"

"Yeah but my medical exams are not, I really have to study for that. Main top university ke ek kafi competitive exam ke liye kosish kar rahi hoon."

"Best of luck with the institution beta." he replied still feeling extreemly lost in terms of the life of this girl. Mukti went up to her room and ran the bath tub as she picked up a light cream bath robe and towels. Mukti picked up a glass of cold milk from the fridge and fixed her self some cold coffee. Inside the bath she was washing her self when her mobile rang. "Hey Prithvi you've kind of caught me in a wrong time anything urgent?"

"Mukti Angad aaj office aaya tha tumhare bare main sir ko kuch bathaya phir donon kafi narazgi ke sath ghar gaye the." he replied, "Don't worry nothing big maine saab kuch manage kar diya."

"Thank god, problem kya tha?" she told him, "Tho une koi bhi baath patha nahi chala?"

"Meri don world ke connections ke bare main bilkul nahi aur waise mere connections sirf paisen badane ke liye hai. Vo bhi apne liye nahi kuch aur logon ke liye tho sari record unlogon ke kilaf hai mere kilaf koi bhi record nahi hai."

"Jantha hoon phir bhi." he replied, "Tume kya lagtha hai ke main us din ke liye thiyar nahi hoon jab vo log muje ghar se nikal deinge. Maine ithni sari thiyari kar diya aur karthi rahungi ke tume yakeen nahi hoga ke main kya kuch nhai kiya."

"Maana padega meri jaan tum tho sach main smart ho." he replied, "Sirf smart nahi Mr. Bose main tho inteligent bhi hoon. Ithni inteligent ke main koi bhi kaam soch samaj kar karthi hoon. Waise kuch baath main bale meri ma chuut gayi lekin main nahi chuut sakti, ithni si baath to muje ache thara patha hai. Tume patha hai kyun?"

"Nahi kyun?" he asked, "Kyunki mere jaise kai sare anad hai jise yeah protection ke zarurath hai."

Mukti took a swig of her cold coffee, "Muje aaj bhi vo din yaad hai jab meri mummy aur papa ke mauth hua, main vohi jo thi peeche so rahi thi. Kya karun? Main tho, main tho ek aise ladki hoon jiske ankon ke saamne uske ma aur baap ka mauth hothe hue deki thi. Jab muje sahare ke sak zarurath thi thab akeli pad gayi thi. Muje inlogon ke baare main koi phikar nahi hai, Mr. Khanna, Mrs. Khanna yah unke pariwar ke baare main."

"Mukti hum donon janthe hai ke tum mere liye kya ho, ek baath kahon tho bura nahi manogi na?" She smiled, "Maine kaab tumhari koi bhi baath bura mana, bolo kya baath hai?"

"Kya tum kal mere saath dinner karogi?" she laughed, "Dinner ke liye tum ithne hesitent the come on yaar hum dosth hai, waise occation kya hai?"

Mukti placed him on speaker phone and grabed the towel, quickly wrapping it around her self before getting out of the watter compleatly. "Bas aise he!"

"Acha tho teek hai, kab aur kahan?" she asked, "Tumhari favorite dhaba main?"

"Sounds good anything else?" she asked, "Haan tum apne aap ko protect karne ke liye kya soch raki ho?"

"Aab ke liye meri gun mere paas hai, uske aage dekthe hai." she replied tying the knot for her bath robe and wipping her hair the towel. "Tumhare paas koi aur plans hai kya?"

"Use kal discuss karthe hai, Anthara se meri baath hui thi. Even she is disturbed about the way your acting Mukti. Vo Druv ko zimidar man rahi hai." he added knowing Druv was Mukti's week point, "Kya kare Druv biya ke zindagi kai baathon main mujse judi huthi hai. Kya om ghar wapas aagaya? Kya kar raha hai vo?"

"Om iswaqth apna sanks ka raha hai, babhi mandri gayi hai puja ke liye." she smiled, "Did he have a bath?"

"Yes maine use kud diya aur don't worry usne dus minute se zyada nahi liya. Tum aur tumhari time conciousness. Kabhi tho bath ko easy hone do." Mukti's smile faded, "Kya mere liye bath easy tha? Sirf disiplined hone se hum kuch bhi hasil kar sakthe hai aur yeah baath maine achi thara apne man main bachpanse dal diy, Om ko bhi jald se jald yeah bath jaana padega thab bhi vo apna zindagi sambal payega. Prithvi is duniya kafi bura hai aur yeah baath hum donon jnthe hai."

"Mukti please zara sa diyan do apne baathon main." Mukti only rolled her eyes picking up a white baggy shorts with a sleaveless pink t-shirt to go along with it. "Seriously dude muje tho yakeen hai hotha ke aaj Mr. Khanna na muje dinner ke liye invite kar diya."

"KYA DHILIP SIR NE TUME INVITE KIYA VO BHI DINNER KE LIYE?" he replied...

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