Sultan & Scoundrel
“Did you actually go drop her off?” Smrita was furious
“I did” he said quietly
His parents were gathered in his office at Vasant Vihar
“WHY?”
“Your mother is losing her mind” Satyen chuckled
Raanav was busy typing away
“You are not listening to me… every middle class girl wants to latch on to you”
“Smrita”
“I KNOW these people” Smrita said
Satyen looked at her piercingly
She lowered her gaze sharply
“don’t go get all judgy please”
“I am not Satya”
“Wohi kar rahe ho aap”
“First the younger one dates my nephew next this one aims for my younger one Gawd!!”
“There is no danger of that Mom” he looked up from his keyboard
“Of course not… not in the first meeting”
“Its it was my 10th or 20th…. She does not give me a second look” he said looking straight at his mother
That horrified her even more
“What does she even think of herself? You do know that Mr Gokul Varshney’s daughter would marry you, like THAT?” she snapped her fingers
“Its not about his marketability” Satyen rolled his eyes
“IT IS… she is just a middle class nobody… if we didn’t have these business things with Shrivastavs we wouldn’t even look at these people
“Padhaati hai JNU mein… have you read the things she has published?”
“NO… I don’t want to… I look at her cotton sarees and that’s enough to put me off”
Raanav pulled his chair closer and continued to type
His parents went out to lunch with him, he was headed out to London for 3 weeks tonight
“You are judging her” Satyen cringed
“No I am not…. There a MILLION or 500 million girls like her in India… I am sorry I refuse to admire her…. What does she have?”
“On her way to getting her Ph D, the daughter of a strong accomplished woman”
Smrita felt that familiar twinge of searing jealousy, she was a college drop out
“I just don’t get it with these people”
“You don’t have to…. Lets go… your yelling is probably distracting him”
“As soon as Rakshit gets married we are starting to look”
“Its almost 2021 we should let him choose…”
“We let Rakshit choose because no girl had his claw sunk into him”
“Ohmigod Ma…. I dropped her off ONE rainy night… that was it… even if you went to her begging, prostrated yourself at her feet she would not marry me… she is beyond intelligent”
That hurt Smrita unquantifiably
“How? Why? No I”
“First you were afraid now you want her to come after me?” Raanav laughed throwing his head back
“She must be playing cool… you are so naïve beta”
“No I AM NOT” He waved a warning finger at his Dad
“Chalo bhai”
“This whole thing is such a mess…. This one is more good looking but those UGLY large glasses” she cursed
“Well she has to see” Satyen laughed
“Mr Nahar knocked on the glass doors
“Come on in”
“I actually met with Ms Mathur…. She has some fantastic ideas… hamey thoda aur time lagega to catch up sir”
“Who?” Smrita was going to leave… Mr Nahar threw a spanner in the works, the second he mentioned Ms Mathur her radar started to beep
“Who is this?”
“Ms Viveka Mathur Ma’am”
Raanav grinned wickedly at his Dad
“Whattt?” “What is she doing here?”
“It’s a public Ltd company Smrita if she is smart she will get hired, the board owns the decision sorry”
“Satya please lets talk”
“No SHE DID NOT WANT the job Smrita” he said with a smile
“Oh” “Umm”
“She would have been a great addition” Satyen said wistfully
Raanav stared at his Dad’s expression….
I will just have to cut down on all my business travel…. And throw myself into the corp dev job….
“With Rakshit busy with Maharashtra and the Caterpillar alliance… Raanav has to run around for the Fibertek…. She would have been a great addition” Satyen said morosely
This job is too frivolous and materialistic for Viveka Mathur
Being with a SVP of Corp Dev of a large company held no charm for her
She craved nothing, desired for no luxuries
Dammit!!
Viveka walked down the stairs at the Econ bldg. at JNU
She had chatted with Abhishek this morning
She had told him what happened last week leaving his home
“Item hai tu… kisi se bhi lift le leti hai?”
“Kya karoon I had to get home or wait for Piyush to show up from GK”
“These rich guys are unscrupulous man!”
“He was decent” Viveka mumbled
“Must be gay”
“WHOAAA?”
“I mean… pata hai na tujhe… these rich dudes marry because their MUMMY picked a girl… aur raat ko idhar udhar launde uthaate hain”
“He is not married…. I think”
“Wait maar tu… karega banda…. Beard nahi bolte?”
“I know what you are talking about Abhi”
“Nahi jaanti yaar tu…. Bata raha hai main tujhe…. Mumbai is filled with such types… filmwaale sab aise hi hain…
“You are way too dramatic”
“I have traveled yaar I know”
“Kab milogey, you owe me a date”
“Aaja raat ko?” he cooed
Then they began talking about some article she needed……..