
Dadu felt the sudden wave of tension in the room as Neerav mentioned his father.
He could see Rahul and Arjun looking at their mother for an explanation but Sunita didn't entertain it owning to the presence of Tia, who was their guest and had no idea of what was going on in their lives.
After Breakfast, Dadu deliberately asked Neerav and Tia to accompany him for a short walk in the garden, knowing that the two elder kapoor brothers had a lot of questions brewing in their minds.
Sunita lined up the breakfast dishes in the sink ignoring the accusatory glances from both her sons. It was Rahul who spoke up first,
"Maa? Yeh main kya sunn raha hoon? Neerav spends time with dad every Sunday?" He demanded folding his arms.
Sunita carried on about her work, opening the warm water tap to let the grease slide off the dishes.
"I thought you kept his identity unknown from Neerav, but yahaan he is spending time with that man?" Arjun spoke up, irritated.
"I can't believe ki itna sab kuch hone ke baad bhi, you are allowing Neerav to spend time with him, you're keeping in touch with him?!" Rahul hissed angrily.
"Toh aur kya karti main? Kya batati uss masoom ko jo baar baar mujhse apne papa ke baare mein puchta rehta?!
Neerav was just a baby when your father left us. Tum dono bhi nahi thhe, so that I could expect a little help in explaining the situation to his little self!
Aur Harsh jaise bhi hain, he is as much as Neerav's father as he is yours.
Tum dono ke paas toh phir bhi bohot yaadein hai par Neerav baccha hai. I don't want him to have a childhood that is deprived of his father's love." Sunita spoke up finally, as her patience gave up.
"But Maa you know what that man did to you, how can you forgive him?" Arjun demanded this time, angrily.
"I remember what he did to me Arjun, and did I talk about forgiving him?
I'm just saying that woh Neerav ke baap hain, he has as much of his right on him as much as he has on both of you. Not even the judiciary can stop him from seeing Neerav." Their mother replied, anger rising in her tone.
"Mujhe koi haqq nahi chahiye uss aadmi se, aur agar mera koi haqq hai bhi toh chhodta hoon main usse." Rahul stomped away angrily as Sunita rubbed her agitated temples as her second son, walked out clearly irritated as well.
Rahul didn't see where he was going rather let his feet carry him as his mind was blinded by rage from the fact that his mum kept in touch with the man who destroyed their lives all those years ago.
Fishing out a cigarette from his pocket, he kept it between his lips and lighted it up with a lighter, taking in a long puff.
It's been so many years, yet still thinking about the day that scattered all his ties, his relationships had his rage boiling over.
A very sweet sound fell in his ears again, and just like that he found his feet walking towards it.
There she was again, in a pretty lavender colored anarkali, twirling as the fabric twirled with her in its full glory.
The little girls, were trying to copy her in their own adorable way and Aru smiles warmly before correcting their postures lovingly..
From what Rahul could make out from the steps, apparently the woman (radha) was asking her lover (krishna) to stop teasing her, as she's getting late to go home.
Rahul quickly doused the cigarette beneath his shoes and walked closer, resting his frame on one of the trees in her garden.
Aarohi twirled again, and he stood their speechless at her grace, and beauty..
Marhami Sa Chaand Hai Tu,
Dil Jala Sa Main Andhera,
Ek Dooje Ke Liye Hai, Neend Meri, Khwaab Tera..
Back when they were growing up,she had always been different from all the other girls, always more focused on what she wanted to do. When all the other girls her age wanted a rich boyfriend, Aarohi used to work on pursuing her dream, juggling between dance classes, art sessions.
Did she still paint? Rahul thought out loud in his mind for the memory of a teenager Aru, hastily tying up those loose wisps of hair in a ponytail, half falling, half gathering her canvas, paint box, palette, pencils and brushes was still fresh in his mind.
An innocent giggle broke his chain of thoughts, and he found one of the little girls laughing at him adorably, covering her mouth with her little palms.
Rahul smiled back at her, kids have always been topic of interest and liking. Another reason why his agent Rosa's two year old daughter was fond of him.
He picked up a petunia from the nearby climber and gave it to the little girl who took it from him with a sweet smile. But then another little girl who was standing beside her, looked up at him in hope that he would give her a flower too and Rahul did.
But then, Aarohi twirled did a very graceful expression of shying away which Rahul comprehended as the shyness and blush of Radha when Krishna tried to hold her hand and embrace her.
That subtle mischief of being a woman, that beauty, that grace was something he hadn't seen in the woman that he has met before. Not even Tia,who was his best friend.
Little Innocent Giggles broke Aarohi's attention to find her class of girls giggling at an awestruck Rahul Kapoor standing there watching her.
Had he been here all along? was the first thought that crossed Aru's mind.
His eyes clear as the sky on a beautiful sunny day and as brown as her favorite chocolate chip cookies were fixed on him and she didn't know why but warmth flooded her cheeks. If he had been here, he must have been watching her.
The mere thought made crimson rise up in her skin, it was just like all those years back whenever he used to look at her all love struck during their common sports classes.
Tucking a few strands of hair, Aru untied the dupatta from her knot and placed it properly on her shoulders, hushed at the little girls to be quiet and turned to Rahul.
"Hi... that was all she managed to say.
Her voice broke his attention and Rahul blinked clueless.
The little girls giggled again and Aru hushed them to be quiet.
"Hey.. He smiled at her, warmly.
"Tum yahaan? She asked.
"Yeah actually...? Rahul stressed at his memory to think that why he had been here in the first place but couldn't.
"Never mind. Anyways, you're a beautiful dancer Aru. Watching you is like a heavy downpour of rain after a scorching summer's day.. He complimented her looking straight into those doe black eyes, and strangely she couldn't gather the courage to look up at him.
Tu Ghataa Hai Fuhaar Ki,
Main Ghadi Intezaar Ki,
Apna Milna Likha Issi Baras Haina?
"Thank you.. She smiled, finally looking up at him through that compliment ushered a whole fleet of butterflies in her stomach.
Somewhere In Coonoor..
The oven's timer beeped announcing that the task was done.
Wearing the cute red polka dot printed glove, Harsh Kapoor pulled out the tray of cookies which wafted a buttery aroma in the kitchen.
He picked up one carefully, and broke it off from one side testing it's crunchiness and took a bite as the butter crust melted in its mouth giving way to caramel and chocolate beneath it.
His hair had generous sprinkling of grey in it but still, his face still had the tightness of a youthful man.
His good height and fair features would just make women think the term handsome as he still was.
"Delicious and Perfect!" Harsh mused happily, as he gently put the two trays of cookies into a cute blue jar. His youngest born loved these cookies, and there would be a no better gift then this when he would meet him tomorrow.
Two arms wrapped around him, making him smile as he turned to find Anu's dark grey eyes looking at him warmly.
"Are you making my favorite pancakes?" She smiled taking in his subtle cologne.
Before Harsh could answer, Anu took another sniff and the smile grew wide on her lips.
"No wait, they are my favorite butter cookies right?" She asked happily, caressing his cheek.
"Uh.. I was making chocolate and caramel cookies for Neerav, it's Sunday tomorrow." He smiled a bit remembering his youngest son but then his smile faltered as he watched a cold spell took over in Anu's grey eyes and her arms dropped to her sides.
"Oh, and here I was living in the bubble that you were making something for me." She smiled, sarcastically and walked towards the fridge.
"Toh banaa deta hoon yaar, it's not a big deal." Harsh tried to calm her down.
"Why don't you understand Harsh? It is a big deal, when you give more preference to your son than me or our relationship." She added, throwing her hands up in the air.
"It's not like that, it's just that I made his favorite cookies, and not just his, it's Rahul and Arjun's favorite too. So I made an extra batch for them, you know when they were kids I used to bake these for them and they LOVED it." He explained, rubbing his temples which had started throbbing.
"Save your sob story Harsh. Even I have kids. Can you imagine I learnt from Mrs Subramanyam yesterday that Kritika got married a week ago.
My Daughter! And I didn't even knew!" Anu spoke up loudly, this time.
"It's not my fault that your family and your kids don't want to keep any contact with you!" Harsh yelled his patience giving up.
"Wow Harsh Kapoor! All these years, where I broke off all of my ties with my family, my husband, my kids, just to be with you so that you could throw it as a taunt right back at my face!" Anu yelled at him, closing the door of the fridge with a bang.
"You're an ungrateful lowlife Harsh Kapoor! Aur kab tak tum yeh Neerav se humara rishta chupaate rahoge just to be a hero in your son's eye? I'm warning you, tell him the truth about our relationship or otherwise you surely won't like the carnival of your self esteem at Christmas right in front of your sons!" She added, venomously.
"Are you threatening me?" Harsh spoke up through clenched teeth.
"Damn Right, I am." Anu answered, as she walked away pushing him.
Rahul watched with a smile on his face, as Aru dismissed her little students for the day after helping them untie their ghungroo and reminding them that their next class would be on Monday.
They waved to her and even to him as he waved them back with a smile while Aru gave them a kiss each.
She was so gentle with kids.
"they love you." Rahul observed smiling, as she untied her own pair of ghungroos from her feet.
"I love them too, they're these bundles of positivity that brighten up my day." Their smile is literally sunshine. Aru replied, fondly.
"Well, their teacher has a beautiful, bright, sunshine smile too.." Rahul spoke up before he could stop himself.
Aru looked up at him, unsure if she heard him right but then the cute flush of pink on Rahul's face told her otherwise. Smiling, she looked down, crimson in its first hue staining her cheeks but then looked at him.
"Thank you!" Aru thanked him smiling, and then both of them stayed quiet for a while. Though that silence wasn't unbearable rather peaceful.
"Um.. would you like to come.. come over my retreat and have.. have a cup of coffee?" Aru finally gathered up the courage.
"Yeah.. I would love to. Though you have a retreat?" Rahul asked, smiling at her and doing a little dance inside at her invitation.
"Yes, though it's not a big deal. I mean.. It's just a small property that I brought with my saved up money when I returned from Italy." Aarohi smiled as she got up and both started walking.
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