Don't take me for granted.
He was good with kids, and thats it. But what nupur couldn't figure out was why she thought, he had looked perfect with her kids. Running into that office, with him bent over kinjal looking at her with concern and care in his eyes, he looked like he belonged there. No, he didn't, no man belong with her daughters, they were her's only hers, yes! And that feeling was prorbably there because he had tended to kinjal with such love that the girl hadn't stopped talking about him ever since they came home. It was only a matter of humanity she told her, but couldn't shrug off the creeping in warmth that had started to flow into her heart whenever she thought about him. Also any man with kids would look like a greek god to her.But this was different and she knew it, yet wouldn't let herself believe it. It was easy to sway into what she felt she wanted and needed but it was another thing to actually feel and go after it, both completely different one she could hide in her heart and other she had to go after. For now it made more sense to hide it than to run after what only might be a figment her of her imagination.
It was clear and obvious, it had been a long time when she had man look at her with such intensity in his eyes that it made her bones chill, or maybe it was that unlike raj he had been nice to her daughters, not because he had too but just was. He was fantasy and her life was reality and it would be long before she would dwell herself into another man only to have him thrown back on her face.
''Mama'' when Aliya stepped out of the washroom dressed in her night clothes nupur smiled and pulled at her wrist so she would land up in her arms. Kinjal was already settled into her bed and gwaking at her mother who had been in a deep thought while she was tucking her into bed.
''Mama, i'm not a baby another'' aliya pointed out when nupur settled her into her lap and cuddled her lovingly. If she only knew for a mother their children would always remain a smaller no matter how old they grew, '' oh yeah, so your telling me this girl in my lap is a big girl and does not get tickled like a baby??'' tickling her in the ribs nupur smothered aliya with kisses while she struggled to set herself free.
''Yes, mama i'm a big girl'' settling beside nupur she took her hand into her tiny ones and stroked them, '' can i ask for a early birthday present?''
intrigued nupur grinned, '' what did you have in your mind child''
Kinjal who had been listening quietly till now, sat up, '' hey thats not fair, if she gets a present so do i'' Nupur shook her head and turned around, this girl was always up for a fight, '' i didn't say yes ''
''Mama, we are having this father daughter dance at school and i want ...'' aliya let her voice trail off when she saw nupurs eyes ignite with fire, '' please mama, i won't ever ask for anything ever. ! please'' Aliya knew she was fighting a already lost battle so she turned to her famous pout and angel of eyes flickered with hope.
''Aliya you know --''
''No, i don;t know! I just want daddy to be there. all my friends are bringing their fathers, how come i can't'' whining was not her usual style but she knew when to use it and when not too.
''Ali, honey if i could make him come i would!''
''yes you can, you can make him come'' pausing she stroked her cheeks for the tears that were sliding down, ''you called him to pick up his stuff and he came. call him again and he will come mama. He always comes when you tell him too''
Nupur wished that was the truth, that raj would be here in a heartbeat if she needed him, but that was far off from the truth, '' grandpa will take you''
temper rising, aliya pulled her hand away from nupurs and shrugged, '' i don't want granddad, i want daddy''
''He won't come sweety, you know your daddy is a busy man'' nupur tried to soothe her but Aliya was already flaring with agony, '' he is my daddy also, and i want him to take me to the dance mama''
Nupur stood up and smiled, '' i know you do sweetheart but its just not possible, i don't want to give you hope when there is none''
''your lying, you just don't want him to come with me because you hate him''
''ALIYA SINGHANIA, i won't have you talking to me in that tone'' Nupur pointed out when she felt things were getting out of hand.
''your can't be my mama, my mama loves my daddy. I hate you ..!!'' Aliya screamed and rushed over to her room smashing the door loudly, '' I HATE YOU MAMA'' screaming at the top of her lungs she jumped into the bed and cried.
Nupur sighed and turned to leave when she heard a muffled, turning around her heart melted, '''she doesn't hate you mama, we love you'' kinjal said with a smile and blew a kiss towards nupur, and beamed when nupur caught it near her heart.
''I love you too, Goodnight,'' closing the lights, she headed out into the hall.
There was a strong urge to walk over to aliya's room and try to talk to her, but deciding against it, she went to her room. It was not that she didn't want raj to come, she did and would have done anything she could to bring him into her daughters lives but she knew it was close to impossible. He had simply put it when the divorce papers were signed that he had no daughters. How could someone be so crude, how could a man not melt at his own childrens tears, smiles, laughter, but he didn't. He never did, infact he didn't even feel the need to look at them because they reminded him that she hadn't given him a heir, a son. If only he could have see , he was blessed, to have two daughters born to him, but he didn't and never could.
If only she could explain to her daughters, the truth, the harsh truth that would shatter their innocense and she didn't want that. She wanted them to know they had a father, and they both came into this world because they were wanted and loved. So what if raj wasn't there, she was and she would fill their lives with the utter most happiness.
Hesistantly kinjal wandered over to aliya's room, after she saw the light was on, sensing anger, she chose her steps carefully and sat on the bed, '' why do you do this''
''leave my room, and next time you want to come in knock'' aliya spoke bitterly
Kinjal shrugged and dug into the comforter alongside aliya, '' you know he doesn't want to see us, still you blame mama for it''
Aliya suprised just looked away, often her little sister spoke wiser than her age and it was all due to their father, they had never had the childhood and prorbably grew up too fast for their age, '' don't you want to see daddy''
Kinjal shook her head, '' i don't because he makes mama cry. i don't like seeing her cry''
'' i don't like seeing her sad also''
''than why did you say you hated her'' kinjal leaned in and rested her head on aliya's shoulder, '' she loves us''
''i love her too''
''than why do you fight with her, i hate it when you fight''
Aliya loosened her shoulders and snuggled up with kinjal, '' i'm sorry for fighting''
''I'm sorry too''
Aliya looked up..'' why are you sorry?''
''for not wanting daddy'' Aliya kept mum and soon enough throughout their conversations both fell asleeping holding onto each other protectively.
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''is miss bhushan in?'' the secretary looked up with that bright smile of hers, that beamed through the core of a persons heart, '' Yes, do you have an appointment''
when he scrowled angrily, she knew she had to cautious as he didn't look like a man to be messed with, '' miss bhushan is busy, but if you leave your name and number, i will tell her to give you a call''
rapping his fist on the table he glared, '' call her up and tell her i want to see her''
''Sir. Madam is busy at the moment'' When she felt he was becoming aggressive she signaled the guards but stopped when she spotted mayank entereing, '' goodmorning mr sharma''
''Goodmorning sweetheart'' casually smiling he leaped in and kissed her cheek.
''Mr Sharma'' Mayank turned and smiled, '' Mr, Singhgania, pleasure to see you again after years, what brings you to our doorsteps''
'' its raj for you and --'' Before he could complete his sentence, or mayank could utter another word of sincerety, they were swaddled up by a storm and it was no soft and settling storm, it was Nupur fierce and angry, '' WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE''
''nice to see you too sweetheart'' Raj grinned but when he felt that stellar furious gaze of nupurs, he twitched and fixed his tie, '' look i don't have time for this nonesense, i need to talk to you''
''why should i talk to you, everything we needed to say was said the day we parted our ways..''
Raj was not used to this nupur who spoke her mind,and he didn't like it one bit. He preffered his women the traditional way, quite and under his control. Thats how he saw nupur too until today, she was completely a different women from the last he saw of her, '' how dare you talk to me that way'' he soared and held her by the wrist, but found himself against the wall and trapped, fear and enrage washed through him making him pale, but his color came back when he saw nupur place a hand on mayanks shoulder.
''Don't he is not worth it'' confused, mayank let him go but stood near by nupur just in case.
''i should have known '' pausing he smiled, '' you move fast nupur, really fast. And i have to say sharma is a better choice than those other loosers''
the breath within her vanished and her eyes met mayanks for a bare second, and dashed back to raj ,''i didn't come here to listen to your rubbish! what do you want??''
Raj who was too enlightened by this swift, and pretentious relationship between mayank and nupur roared like a lion as he moved towards her, '' Tania wants to meet the kids''
''those kids are mines and you are coming no where near them. singhgania''
''if you remember i'm their father also and i can drag you right back to court to fight over them!!'' he threatened fuming with sparks, that were protecting his male ego, which nupur was shattering by the seconds. She had once been the one women of his desires, then she became a want and then a need..and when he was finished..he realized she was just another women. There was just something about her when he had first seen her, the innocense in her had pulled on him and then there was nothing stopping his way to her.
pale as the white washed room, nupur held on to the table for support, '' you wouldn't dare! those kids mean nothing to you. Why are you doing this raj??''
when she said, he wouldn't she ignited a quest, and he was too much of a man to back down, '' you watch me nupur, i will take you back to those courts if you don't let tania meet the girls'' with a final warning he pushed through the doors and was out of sight in seconds leaving his effect on her forever again.
Because she was embrassed she turned to him with a weak smile, ''I'm sorry. He hasn't contacted me for years and now suddenly he came. I'm sorry about the commotion''
did she realize by apologizing she tugged on nerve that hurt, she couldn't see the understanding in his eyes or maybe she didn't want to see, either way he was not going to let her be embarrassed for something that was not her fault, '' apology accepted'' clearing his throat he checked his watch, '' back to work shall we? what happened to vermas meeting we have for today!''
it was as if the whole incident didn't happen, throughtout the whole day, he kept her distracted on one thing or another, never letting her think over raj and his words and if ever there was any truth to it.
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''Gunjan massi, I'm going to be an inferior decorator '' kinjal claimed walking towards the movie theatre with aliya on their side. They had come to watch a movie a way to keep the girl distracted from asking about nupur and since she asked gunjan to do so. She couldn't refuse.
''you mean , interior decorator'' Gunjan corrected smiling
'thats what i said massi'' Kinjal said loudly and turned around laughing , '' do you know the shrew lives in mamas office''
''what shrew'' intrigued, gunjan looked to aliya who expression could not be read as her long jet black hair shadowed over her beautiful oval face and those luscious eyes of hers, calm as the sunrise and feirce as storm.
Aliya looked up and smiled, '' massi, kinjal means mama's boss. we call him the shrew''
Gunjan smiled and pushed open the door, there was something so familar about this breeze along with enticing.
Nupur hurried down the stairs hoping to catch a cab and get home as soon as possible. She had called gunjan and asked her to keep the girls busy and than drop them home. She was in no mood to face them, and didn't want to end up taking her anger out on them. There was alot to be thought over and that too fast. If she knew raj as much as she claimed to know him, he would be up at her doorsteps again demanding one thing, she couldn't give to him. Her girls were her only and a quick tussle in the bed didn't make any man a father. A father was one a child could look up too and depend on, both of which qualities that never existed in raj. She wouldn't let him win, not this time. this time it was her girls and he would have to face her wrath before getting to them.
she could do it, she tried to convince herself, Yes she could be strong and courageous and face raj. She had done it before at the time of their divorce when he wanted to keep this marriage but she had fought and struggled but in the end, she got a divorce.
colliding with someone nupur looked up puzzled, '' oh, i'm so sorry Mr Sharma''
Mayank shook his head, '' i think we know each other well to call each other by our first name' pausing he looked at her complexed expressions which hinted she was getting to that thinking, he had been trying to avoid her from doing, '' so where are you rushing off too?''
''Home'' smiling, nupur held the rail.
''Let me drop you home,'' jingling the keys he held out his hands, when she hesitated he pulled at her wrist, '' how about this, I'm dropping you home''
walking down the stairs, her wrist in his hand, nupur stayed queit until they reached the car, leaning on the door, she closed her eyes, '' he can't take away my girls, can he?'''
shocked by the abrupt question mayank glanced at her, she seemed so fragile, one touch and she would fall apart right there , '' your their mother, you have rights nupur''
sighing nupur turned around, coming face to face, '' i don't want him to drag them to court hearing and what not. for godsakes they are only children. His children but he will never realize that ever''
''I know nupur, but you have to been strong for them''
''what if i'm tired of being strong? why can't i have a life like regular people, a loving husband to come home too, kids who love me ''pausing she smiled, ''and a parrot, ever since i was a child i wanted a parrot but we could never afford one'' realizing what she just said, Nupur blazed through his eyes and looked down.
but mayank held out his hand to her arm, '' don't close up, it will hurt more''
''thats the only way i can prevent myself from getting hurt''
''what if this time you won't get hurt''
she knew they were no longer talking about the kids, or raj rather about them, was there even a them? Was she just reading too much between the lines, '' its easy to say that when you haven't been in the ring, once you've been knocked out its hard to get back into it''
''what if its differnt this time around'''
When he held out his hand, Nupur backed up, '' No, what if its the same this time around, i got way more to loose than you mayank. And i don't think i can handle going through the pain again''
Opening the door, She tried to sit in, but mayank pulled on her wrist and tugged her into his arms, barracading her there, '' i want you. I wanted you the day you walked into my office. And that want has only grown''
''I'm not some toy, you play around with and when your done, toss it away'' Nupur screamed and pushed him away, '' and i will never let a man make me vunerable again. Never'. All the love i had...it went away with raj and now all i have is hatred''
''you can't always use raj as a yardstick nupur, i'm not him'' temper was rising and he could feel it but the last thing he wanted to do was shout at her, so he settled into the car after opening the door for nupur, and drove away in silence.
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Edited by itstheclimb - 14 years ago
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