Out of nowhere!!
“Tum Karu ko pick up kar lo beta, North Campus mein hai aaj, apna journal bhi check out kar lena na?” a week later after college started Ma explained
“Ma the car doesn’t start occasionally dono DU mein phas gaye to?”
“Umm… abhi gaadi lene ka time bhi nahi hai… I have to go to Germany in two weeks”
“Don’t worry… I will ask Papa if we can have EVERY damn thing looked at”
“Yes on a car that’s barely 3 years old…. My company is still paying instalments for it”
“Well that’s a perk lets leave it at that” Viveka giggled
“Suno, do you know if Inder came to the engagement?”
“Umm… kyon?”
“Bua ne kaha she heard Naina with a guy down a hallway
“Arey Harshuke 100 dost aaye koi bhi ho sakta hai”
“Umm.. I hope so… I don’t want it leaking to Dadi”
“We better all get uniforms stitched and bow down to Dadi morning noon and night, she is our very own Kim Jong Un” Viveka laughed
“That’s a good one… I am going to tell Papa”
“No don’t… it might hurt him”
“Oho… Papa par pyaar…?”
“Well he is the only one in the house that even listens to my ridiculous economic recovery ideas”
“Tumhe bura laga Dadi ki baat ka? Kal raat ko?”
Dadi had cornered anubha and Viveka and Akash and Anil and told Akash that before she returns she wants Viveka married
Viveka had told her she wanted 3 years
Dadi had blasted her
“Kab karogi shaadi… bhaiyon ki shaadi mein naachogi? Kab taq beta”
Viveka had argued if she had a problem with the dancing or the single status she was told both
Bua had tried to douse the fires by saying Viveka is a genius and should be allowed to study more
“Uski MA ne na ki shaadi? Sab karey hai… bache kab hongey? 40 mein? Hamare aur Dad uke rehte to yeh nahi ho paayega”
And bahut kuch
“I find Dadi funny Ma…. If I had wanted to get married I could have told you at 20 or every year until 29… I don’t… I am not angry or upset, Naina can get married”
“What if Abhishek wants to marry sooner beta?”
WOW!!
THAT came from nowhere! Viveka thought exhaling
Red tie and white shirt clad Raanav bobbed in her mind
“Not now” he had growled
“Umm” “Not now” she repeated savoring how it sounded when she said it
“You know… his Dad might want him to get settled too”
She hadn’t even thought of him as THE guy
“Ma…. He is fun to be with usko use karke mujhe dher saare journals mil jaate hain… I am just going to use him”
“Galat baat beta”
“Seriously? I am not misleading him… I doubt he wants to get married either”
“What about you… kuch feel hota hai uske liye?”
NOO!! NONE… ZILCH NADA NOTHING…. ZIPPO NIL
“I like him…..”
“He likes you a lot… kal who kaha Papa se… main to bas Viveka ko dektha rehta hoon”
“HE DID?” she smiled
“Aur kya…. He was gushing” anubha was happy
“Ma… don’t make stuff up”
Theek hai apne Papa se pooch lo”
She smiled and hung up and spent the rest of the morning whistling and happy
To say it was smushed would not be wrong… when she went to pick up Karuna at Kirori Mal where she was doing some workshop
She walked by many large group of students giggling and laughing between the gates and the building
It was turning out to be a windy stormy day, with the sign of heavy rain
Kids made plans to hit Uncle Tom for snack and chai to enjoy the weather more
“Such a CREEPO….. Gross dude he is 50” she heard a girl make barfing sound
She smiled and continued walking
“I mean… I talked to him TWO times… one time by accident…”
“He is weird for sure”
“Who is he dude… bata na mujhe… we can go… right now… man” skinny young men… promised to beat up unknown creeps to make headway with the ones they dug
“Yuck… he sent me a Insta friend request…he is so weird..
Then she heard a faint “A-Kar” she froze and turned around the kids were walking away from her she couldn’t chase after them
“No way!”
The males in the group started chanting A-H---
Too noisy to catch anything else
It nagged her
She texted Abhishek… no response
“Main yaha hoon KMC mein want to do lunch? I know 4 baj gaye?”
She went to his Insta page… he had over 1000 followers and he followed over 200
All pages were private
Or almost all were… none of them had any real name
Who are these people he is following she wondered
I am such a fool to believe kids
I didn’t even know what I heard
I am the perfect example of a jealous wife
Karuna was still not done, so she met up with a group of 7 friends and ate, and returned to pick her up
Karuna wanted a ride back to college and NOT back home…. The girls were doing awesome… not even taking a break during summer… just ploughing through
Now college had started for the next year so… since it was July 15
It began to rain a bit, when she drove back to JNU after 4 false ignition starts
She called Abhishek again and told him what her Ma had told her
He had laughed and flirted and wanted her over at his place
She drove to Vikaspuri first on her way home when it began raining hard
By the time she reached his apartment soaking wet, he had gone to get grocery
Too wet to make out she waited for him to put everything away … only to be interrupted by a power outage and no back up gen kickstart
Perfect! She giggled
I don’t care I am going to give in to my carnal needs she shut her mind up
But the RWA Secy showed up with a flashlight asking for Mr Karmakar
Abhishek was mighty irritated, but he had to go look for some “emergency cash” Mr Karmakar who was also the President had put away so they could pay the electrician
Viveka had not thought out that far
She didn’t know if she was going to stay the night or leave
What would she tell Ma?
She had tons of JNU friends… she could eventually go to their apartment
Close by
She wanted to change out of her soaking wet saree soon
If it was going to lead to a romp in the hay then so be it
Her researcher friends were not even 1% discerning as her, they hooked up with whoever and whenever to “relieve stress”
“Tu chali jaayegi na?” Abhishek came back after paying off the Secy
“Oh yeah”
“chal theek hai”
“You don’t want me to stay?”
“Its raining like crazy dude”
“I know” she leaned towards him
He pressed his hand on her damp waist… kaash yaar” he scolded
They argued a bit and she left, the car wouldn’t start and he didn’t even come down to see her off
She started it some how after a bunch of sputters and began driving home
Only to have it stop at a red light and squeak to a stop a yard after that
“UFFFFF… UFFFFF UFFFF” she scowled
She called home to tell Papa she will be late without telling them she was stranded on the Ring Road road
She opened up the hood
She knew SOME but not everything about why a running car would suddenly die
They hadn’t gotten around to buying the portable charger
She was stuck and it was after 9 PM and pouring, she hated taking the car anyway it was so out of touch with her work, of helping the under privileged… she loved the Metro so much…
Today she had to drop off clothes at her make shift office of her NGO from Bua’s Mandli collection
She assessed her situation and called the dealer… voice mail
Called Papa’s fave repair guy, “ebta baarish bahut hai subah aa jaate hum” he promised “safe to ho na aap?”
“Jee”
When she hung up shut the hood wandered around the car getting more wet as if some magical idea will pop into her mind to fix it
she became afraid Mr Singh was going to call Papa, she didn’t know what to do
She had 47% battery
Getting an Uber was dangerous
Asking Papa to come over would trigger Dadi
Maybe Piyush? Since Harshu had a date night
She texted him
He was still closing at the GK store, he promised to send the driver immediately, which would take atleast 2 hours in the rain
Well by the time Mr Singh told Akash
A car pulled up behind her
She sat inside with her doors locked using up the battery with her headlights on, making plans of ditching the clothes collection altogether until she can fig something out
Raanav bend down and knocked
She screamed
He was holding a giant umbrella
She almost fainted in fear
He flashed a light on his face
She unlocked her door with a shaking finger
“How did you know it was me?” she asked opening the door since the window did not slide down
“I saw you circle the car” he said grimly
She was wearing a purple saree that looked black, and a orange blouse that stuck to her skin
Her glasses were soaking wet
He held the umbrella up
“Sir hum phone kar lete hain?” a uniformed driver in white spoke politely
“You want to go to that car?” he asked
She looked up at him confused
“How many umbrellas do you have in ur car?” she asked pushing up her glasses
Peering to focus at the Rolls Royce
“Whatt?”
“everyone has one?” "an umbrella?" she pointed to the driver
There was zero umbrellas in the Mathur car
"shall we sit in the car?" he didn’t answer the pressing umbrella Q
“I was going to take an Uber… but too scared” “If I can stay till Bua’s driver gets here?”
Sit” he said
“I am soaking wet”
“I am too” he smiled a bit
She sat down and let a whimper and sigh escape
“Unless HE assaults me I am safe”
“what are you doing here?” he did not sit by her… in the passenger seat up front
“I was returning from a friend’s”
He knew what was on outer ring road between Pitampura and Rohini… VIKASPURI
She read her text messages furiously
“The mechanic called my Papa he is worried” she said out loud
“Oh”
“can I say I am here with you?” she asked for permission
“ GO AHEAD but…. In exchange can I ask you to stop seeing that slimy son of a ----”
“sure” he said instead
Calm the f---- down he ordered his nerves☺️
She wouldn’t give you a second glance if it weren’t for the rains and a dead car!!
Edited by Nisha0604 - 4 years ago