Ray of sunshine - VIRMAN - SS - part 10

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Ray of Sunshine.

It was four in the evening and everybody in the office were on their toes looking out to stay out of the firing range of their boss. He wasn't usually this angry - he was an angry man but not this angry. Kate, his highnesses secretary just came out of his room crying and Natalie at the reception went to her and inquired if she was alright.

"What did you do wrong now?"

"The meeting was supposed to end at 3:45 and it went past 15 minutes. He almost fired me for messing up his schedule."

"Did he leave?"

"He is about to."

That was Virat Vadhera, the creative head of a publishing house in Manhattan. He had a very bad reputation at work. He was a stickler, for perfection and he did not tolerate any deviations from what was assigned and expected from his employees. But, at the same time, he did reward people who matched upto his expectations. But, today he was in a rush - he doesn't do rush. He was the most punctual person around.

"Where is he headed to? That to so early in the evening?" the office staff murmured looking at the six feet tall dashing young man almost running out of the revolving glass doors at the entrance. His personal life was a closed book. Nobody knew what was going on with him. He was one of the most eligible bachelors in the city - filthy rich, heart-stabbingly handsome and mesmerizingly charming. Everybody around him could not help but wonder about the lucky girl in his life. There were many gossips circulating around but he remained absolutely tight-lipped. He maintained a high level of privacy when it came to his personal life.

They all sagged in their respective chairs in relief as the lean and mean firing machine had left for the day restoring their peace of minds. Their rest of the day is going to go in peace and calm.

But Virat Vadhera knew he was in big, big trouble. She would not forgive him today. She had told him repeatedly since the last one week that he had to be there at sharp 4:30 in the evening. She had threatened him that she wouldn't come home if he would not make it and that she was serious and really meant it this time. He zoomed ahead in the express lane shuffling through the lanes like it would be the end of the world if he didn't make it. But unfortunately, the city traffic played the villain. Once he hit the downtown area, ten minutes away from his destination, he was welcomed with bumper to bumper traffic. It was going really, really slow. At this rate, he would only reach after an hour. He couldn't afford to do that. What does he do now?

He looked out of the window in a panic and shouted at the interlocked cars blocking the traffic at the signal. They didn't look like it would be resolved any time soon. He climbed out of his car to check what the fuss was all about and within no time there was a huge uproar, he yelled at the car driver who wouldn't move his car and one thing lead to another and there was a huge brawl within the matter of minutes. The police were summoned by the on-lookers and he was taken into custody for creating public nuisance.

"Officer, I was in a rush. I am supposed to be somewhere five minutes ago.." he argued with the cops.

"Sir, please remain silent unless spoken to."

"Okay, listen officer. I really do not have time for this. I have to be somewhere. You do not realize how important this is.."

"Sir, put your hands on the back, we will have to restrain you..."

"WHAT THE f**k!"

And it was six thirty by the time his lawyer had come and settled everything.

He entered into the auditorium and it empty. Everybody was leaving - the program had ended. Small little children were beaming excitedly as their moms and dads were telling them how brilliantly they have performed on the stage. He searched around to spot her. She was nowhere. He went and asked her teacher apologizing for not making it on time.

"I think she is sitting in the playground outside." Ms. Rosy told him in a rather disapproving tone.

He screwed his eyes shut and cursed himself for not having planned to have started much, much earlier.

He stepped outside the auditorium and slowly walked into the playground. She was there, his little five year old daughter, turned away from him, building a sand castle with her tiny hands. He felt so guilty. How do I always manage this? All she wanted was for me to come to her piano recital on time - such a small little request.

Somehow, he could manage massively budgeted and extremely time sensitive projects most effectively and conveniently on time, but when it came to her, he always, always messed up.

He kneeled in front of her and looked at the small castle she had build. She must have been working on it atleast since the last thirty minutes.

"Diya.."

She didn't look up. She was trying really hard not to cry. She had reminded him atleast three times in the morning and he promised he would be there. He is being so busy these days. She missed him so much. Like other kids, she didn't have both parents - her mom died in a car crash last year. It was only him and even he was always busy. She felt so lost and lonely. She didn't understand why it was always like this only with her.

He kneeled in the sand in front of her. "I am sorry honey. I was stuck in the traffic. It was a really, really bad day." He explained guility.

"That's okay." She shrugged showing no emotions of hurt. "Your suit is getting dirty. Can we go?

"You are not angry at daddy?" he asked her.

She didn't look at him. "No." she replied readily.

"Honey.."

"Yes. Can we go? I have homework for tomorrow."

In situations like this, he felt so lost. He didn't know how to handle her. He had always left these things to his wife. She was so good with her. He screwed his eyes shut and sighed. "Ok, let's go."

They were sitting in the car and she had both her hands crossed on the edge of the window, looking out. She was a curious kid.

"How did it go?" he asked her.

"It was okay."

"Did you eat lunch?"

"Yeah" Her answers were snip and curt.

"Do you want to get ice-cream?"

"No."

Entering into their house, she headed straight to her room. He stopped her "Diya.. I am really sorry. I will make it up to you. Anything - just name it."

"I want Mommy back!" she said without turning to him and ran into her room crying.

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😲 unres 😛

awesome os but emotional !! love it...waise hi i love all ur stories..
first i thought he was in a hurry to meet manvi !!
(i'l really miss u, come back as soon as possible)

really a awesome and emotional os.
waiting for next part.

awieee!!!!!! this was so so cute!!!! nd emotional!!!! i want mommy back!!!!!!!

awww..so sad!!🥺

poor virat, trying to get their on time, but it was like everything that day had to go wrong, especially when he had to go to his daughter's recital..😔

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Ray of sunshine #2

I look at a picture of her hanging on the wall in front of me - of Manvi, my wife, mu love, my soul-mate. What are you smiling about huh? Look at your daughter Manvi, how is she supposed to make it without you? How am I supposed to make it without you? How many times should I have to go through the pain of telling her that you are never going to come back? You just enjoy the show from there! How can you be so heartless Manvi?

I stand at the door of her room. It was so easy for Manvi to make her smile.

"Diya, do not mess with my laptop. It is very important honey. Give it back, hey!" Diya was running around in the living room giggling with my laptop. She had come to me and asked to take her out for ice-cream nicely. But I has a really important telecom going on online. So, getting annoyed at my work, she grabbed my laptop.

"Baby, don't mess with daddy's laptop..." Manvi ran after her. And like I feared, the worst thing happened - she dropped it on the ground as she climbed onto the couch and the screen broke.

"DIYA! I told you not to run with it. See what happened now. Do you know how important this is? GO TO YOUR ROOM!" I yelled at her. If not for the laptop, there was an important meeting going on. But, nobody cared. Once I came home, it was difficult for me to get anything done - it was a mad house.

"Virat, relax. She doesn't understand important and not-important."

"Manvi, you pamper her too much."

"She is a baby Virat and you broke my wedding cutlery last week remember? Diya come here honey. Don't cry. SEE, YOU MADE MY BABY CRY!!! Daddy is crazy honey, lets go, we are not talking to him anymore."

I looked at the mother-daughter duo shaking my head - I am the crazy one according to them!!!!! Jeeez! I decided to give them the silent treatment. They went into the garden and started playing, totally ignoring me. It didn't matter when Manvi and Diya were together. They used to teleport themselves to their own little magical world - filled with only fun and laughs. They didnt need me.

Eventually, I would get bored and go to them.

"Okay fine. I am sorry I yelled at you guys."

"Apologize to your daughter." Apologize to my daughter!!! I roll my eyes but I had to. You see, my house was female dominated. Just me, poor soul cannot getby, displeasing them - however maniacal their tantrums and demands are - they always had a way with me.

"Princess." I kneeled in front of Diya looking at Manvi, hoping she would recognize their extremely unreasonable behavior. "I am very sorry. I have two more laptops in my office and you can break them too. I am not going to make a squeak."

"Diya apologize to papa. Tell him it is an honest mistake and you will never interrupt his work again."

"I am sorry papa."

"I am sorry papa??? Look at your innocent face. Only I know what you are capable of...my little evil monkey."I chase her. She runs around in the garden escaping from me and Manvi. We both surround her and tickle her. Her laughter rings the entire house.

I knock on the door. "Diya..."

She doesn't reply.

"I am coming in.."

She was sitting in between her soft toys and hugging her favorite bear tightly. My heart pained to see her like this. I go and sit beside her taking the bear.

I know all these have names but I do not even remotely remember them. "What was your name? Frank? Charlie? Mark?" I start talking to the bear hoping to gain her attention.

"Fluffy." Diya pouts.

"Of yeah, Fluffy. I have a small request sir. You see, my beautiful daughter is really, really mad at me. I mean I totally deserve it. I am a silly, stupid, cranky, father. But, I love her very, very much. Can you please talk to her for me? Tell her that her papa loves her more than anything else in the world and is very, very sorry for coming late."

"That's not funny." She folds her hands and takes away fluffy from me.

"Mr.Fluffy. Tell papa that he is always going away to the office and I miss him, very, very much. More than mommy."

I take back fluffy from her and I am literally holding back tears. How did I mess up so badly. It is true, the last couple of weeks very crazy at work and I should have known better than this. She misses me. That is what this is about. Manvi would have figured it out in a heartbeat. "Fluffy sir. Tell her that papa is very sorry for that and he will take his little princess to the zoo tomorrow and her grandma's dayafter, do her homework even and make her favourite chocolate pancakes for dinner tonight."

"Pancakes for dinner?" she beams. That was Manvi's universal code to bribe Diya - Chocolate chip pancakes.

"Only if you smile and help me."

"Okay!!" she flashes her bright angelic smile.

"There you go. Come here." I hug her and lift her up and carry her out of her den onto the kitchen counter.

"Now tell me, how was your recital?"

"I totally rocked it. Miss Rosy said I could play at the community theatre next month."

"I knew you would!! Your mom was a pro at it. Remember that - it comes to you naturally."

"Do you miss Momma too?" she asks me innocently.

I look at her innocent face and smile.

"No sweetheart. I don't. She is right here in front of my eyes."

"Where?" she asks looking around.

"Right here Diya." I wipe her eyes. "You look exactly like her."

"I do?"

"Exactly like her." I kiss her head and she starts giggling happily, forgetting all about earlier. We make chocolate pancakes together and eat them sitting in front of the TV - watching cartoons. Atleast, we have this special privilege, Manvi would never have let us do this.

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Originally posted by: kulsum_virman

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unres
firstly the title of part 2 is good one i like that i know its simple but still something is soo good about it 😊
and this update was woowww must say how much we got sad reading the first update that much the second update made me smile ...it was a cute little sweet update finally with a happy ending even though virman were not together 😃
the flashback was emotional yet cute one the ladies of the house ruling over the poor guy 😆😆
and that Mr fluffy convo was really good and cute one the father daughter convo ❤️
all in all the update the OS just amazing like all work of yours 😃