In the busy office hours..no one had a little time to gossip about him today ...as a part of daily routine.Each of them had to complete their target they were assigned for..Khuraana Construction was on the way to sign one of biggest deal in the history of construction business.To be the top most construction house of country.
But where was he ? What was the answer to this question...As usual in his cabin.Squeezing his eyes closed/shut...leaning back on his chair Maan seemed much disturbed...If he was stressed due to this coming venture ? No, he was not...because the whole responsibility of this venture was on the his younger sibling Dev.
*****
A sudden knock at the door derailed his train of thoughts.In which he was roaming about from hours."Huh !!...Huh!!" he breathed heavily coming back to senses...stroked his hair.
"Come in." Fixing his tie he permitted..To pretend that he was normal. Maan dug head in file...
"Sssirrr its me Pinky " taking long to utter few words she was KC receptionist Pinky..A chunky girl 24 years old...loved to munch as much as she can.
" Ya I know who you are...I haven't forgotten...What brought you here in my cabin...Its my strict instruction...I don't want to discuss anything regarding this project." Putting a a cursory glance at scared girl he said Who already had been used to bear his wrath. She dragged her feet little backward again in fear.
"Sir its not regarding the project.But the matter is else.I have to give this to you." She fumbled her giant hobo bag (thila)..From under the heap of packed food she carefully brought out a packet.Whole act irritated Maan but he waited patiently...
"This one Sir..." Putting packet on table she said.
" Whats this huh..yeh sab kya hai ?" Grumpy Maan questioned in frustration.
" Its her diary Sir...While removing whole junk from my room I found it in my drawer.May be she forgot this while her night stay in my house." She explained.
" I thought it better to give this too you..I did right na Sir !!! " Innocently she waited for Maan's response..
"Umm !!! ...haaa..wo !!! tumne theek kiya " Glaring that diary his immense emotions wanted an outburst but not in front of her..." Now you can leave " He commanded averting eyes toward door.Pinky nodded head and left in a jiffy.
With trembling hand he picked up the packet unwrapped it.A large size thin diary with maroon hard cover " Jitna yeh sakhat (hard) hai..tumhara dil isse bhi sakhat ho gaya hai...Tum to aise nahi thi Geet ?" From his over flooded eyes tears dribbled down to cheeks...
*****
5 years back
" Maan please forgive me ...Give me a chance " she folded both her hands in front of Maan in hope of forgiveness.But what she did that left no scope for it.
"How could I ?...And how dared you to come in front of me...Jo tumne kiya hai na uske liye koi maffi nahi hai Sameera Ji " The atrocious act she did filled Maan with indignation.Just a glimpse of her fazed Maan and again brought him to trauma...
"Per uski itni baddi SAZZA Maan, main dil k hathon mazboor thi..Plz Mujhe mere bachon se dur to na karo...I promise to be a good mother...to look after them...I couldn't be a good friend ...a good wife even not a good human being...Just one chance...plz..." She fell on her knees in front of him...Shedding tears..She was really regretting or just it was another drama no one could say ?
" Just go away..." He stode backward " SAZZA ki baat karti ho...Sazza tumko nahi mujhe milli hai...mere bachon ko aur usko jiska koi kasoor bhi nahi tha...U won...U won Mrs. Sameera Maan Singh Khuraana " wiping his eyes with sleeves of his shirt he taunted...
"Don't dare to come near to this house..tumhari shakal bhi nahi dekhna chahta main aab...I have not that much patience she had...so sign those papers I sent to you...I mean our divorce papers..." He declared and without waiting her side of clarification he escaped from there...
Sonia
So this is the prologue..Not a lengthy story. Will be no pmz after prologue Will decide later and I will post on blog
Tense liberties always here intentionally according to flow and rules of contemporary writing...
Pmz I m not sending after prologue coz I don't want two words comment. .. You are not bound.. If you don't want...don't ask for blog passwords.
Edited by Sonia.KN - 10 years ago
249