Part 8
Rampal regrets
I, Adhiraj Rampal, clearly admit that I am a scoundrel of highest order.
I agreed to marry her so that Rampals can get overhand on Maliks, I was younger, I used to think that everything must be in order, according to my preference. I was arrogant, I was cocky, I was high headed.But I couldn't enter into the marriage because of the disgrace of her family.The sole reason of marrying her was absent.The name and fame of Maliks.So, I despised her.
I left India, in search of my own fortune.I earned that.But something was missing in me.Something was bothering me.Was it really necessary to despise her?She is one of the finest person I have ever met.But I overlooked her virtue.Every time her very existence was felt by me.I always saw her smiling face.But now the picture of her I have in my mind, that has lonely eyes..a face full of melancholic expression.My father fixed my marriage to her, initially I wasn't ready, but when he threatned me to disown, I had no other option to agree.I thought once I marry her, father will not stop me to live my life on my own, after all I was bringing the fortunes of Maliks.But when my own father declined her on our wedding day because of the scandal, I just grabbed the chance to escape.
In a heat of the moment everything happened.But when I got the time to think, I really got worried about her.What was her fault?Day in and day out this question was making me sick and frustrated.I hated to admit, but I admitted to myself that I fell in love with her.The moment I realised that, I came back to India, I wanted to appologise, I wanted to bring her back in my life.I was ready to do anything to gain her trust.But I was late, she was married to someone else.I saw her with that man, I could be that man, but I myself killed the chance.
But every time, like a selfish,I thought whether it was so easy for her?However, I went back to England.Once ,there was a summit for Lawyers, there I saw her again.She came to Manchester with her husband.I was said that the lady in maroon saree was Mrs. Anjali Shyam Johal.She didn't notice me, she was so indulged in her husband..
I never looked back.Once I deprived her, now she married to someone else.I had no right to disturb her life.My father passed away after 5 years since I left India.This time I came to Lucknow to perform his annual post humous rituals. By chance I met her grand mother, Subhadra Malik.I faced her anger, her rage , at the same time I came to know that her husband practised infidelity while she was pregnant, Subsequently she lost her child.Now she was about to be divorced by her husband.
The wheel of time had turned in a way that I can get a chance to win her back.I can gain her trust again.If she would have been happy in her marriage, then I never thought like that. But she was in grief.Somehow I was responsible for that.
Somehow I managed to meet her. She came, I looked at her with a close vicinity almost after 12 years.A feeling ran through my heart, how I survived without her.I cursed myself, why I left her? Why I took so long to come back?She was looking at me with a blank face.
"Anju..."..I called her..as I always did.She kept silent.
"Anju, I am sorry..for every single thing.."..I said.I could not say more.
"What do I do with your appology? "..She said.
"Anju..forgive me for being a coward..forgive me for despising you..forgive me for betraying you.."..I said.
"Does it make any difference? You are late, not for 12 seconds, not for 12 minutes , not for 12 days or 12 months..you are 12 years late..world is a different place now..no place for your regret or appology."
"It's never too late in love..if that is so, you would haven't come to meet me ..correct me if I am wrong..."
"What do you want.."
"You.."
"I am married.."
" That was past, I know you going to get divorce, your husband practised infidelity..he is unfaithful.."
"None of your business Mr. Rampal.."
I saw her getting angry for first time.It was a good sign, her grudge was coming out.
"Anju..I don't want to fight, neither I want to upset you, I know about your physical condition, it's not good for you."
"How do you know so much?"
"Does that really matter?I know, just like that..I want to take you with me, to England, forever..once your divorce proceedings are over.."
"Thank you, but you do not need to bother..."
And she left.
I was staring at the disappearing figure ,How much damage I made to her !She didn't even bother to blame me. All she said that time has gone.'But I know she will not be able to refuse me to meet again.Else she wouldn't even come this time also.
Then I met a girl who came to take my interview.Her name is Khushwant Grewal.She asked me normal questions, then suddenly she said ,"You still find her attractive?"
"I beg your pardon..!"
"I am talking about Anjali Johal, I mean Anjali Malik.."
"Who are you?"
"Khushwant Grewal Randhawa...married to her brother, Arnav Singh Randhawa.."
"Randhawa?"
"Yeah, after that disaster you left her, and they left the name of Malik, now they all are Randhawa..."
"Ohh..."
"You didn't answer Mr. Rampal, you still find her attractive?"
"I am not supposed to tell you about my personal life.."
"Aaah...Mr. Rampal..you are wanting her back ..right? 2 days ago, you met her..and appologised and told her to come back to you..correct me if I am wrong"
"What is your problem?"
"Nothing Mr. Rampal..I can help you to get her back, you have to do me a favour.."
"Why should I?'
"Come on..you know..I will disclose it to her husband..and he will get a chance to humiliate her, he himself practised adultery..now she will be charged of the same, I think you will not like that..."
"This is pure blackmail.."
"Whatever you name, you have to do it..else there are other ways to manipulate her so that she will go back to her husband..you want that Mr. Rampal?"
"Tell me, what I have to do?"
"You know Shyam Manohar Johal..her husband..frame him in a sex scandal.."
I almost choked.."Whaaat.."
"Yeah..just do it, and Anjalidi will be all yours..trust me.."
"What harm he has done to you by the way?"
"Nothing..you want to get her or not.take your time to think..call me when you decide..thanks for the interview by the way.."
She left after that.Something big is in her mind which is not good.
I went on thinking..then I made up my mind.I called her on 15th July, night.. suddenly the line was cut.Today is 17th July, she called just 30 minutes ago, she informed that her phone was damaged that's why she could not contact.I told her that I was ready to do anything for her.I wanted to meet Khushwant immediately , but she said that she was bedridden due to some past injury.
Then I saw the magazine where my interview was published..Khushwant did a good work.
But I have to know that what problem she had with Malik/Randhawa family, she is a part of that family, still she wants play this cruel game.
But honestly I don't care, I just want to get Anjali back in my life.I will do whatever it takes.I don't mind sacrificing that Shyam Manohar Johal's reputation, who already has been an unfaithful husband.
Anju, we will be together..soon..
Edited by yakkudimag - 12 years ago
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