WARNING: NO No not an 18+ warning.. dont worry..😆 It does not contain any mature content😆😆
just warning you that this chapter may turn out to be a bit boring but its needed to progress with the plot that I have in my mind.. So please bear with me..
CHAPTER 8
Dhani's PoV
I was busy stitching the saree when he came and knocked the door.. Ya i knew that he was Dactar Babu.. Who else would come at this early morning?
It had been about 15 days since the Police Station incident that he used to visit me almost everyday, infact twice a day.. before leaving for hospital and before returning home unless he was too late.. But I knew that he used to do it neither out of sympathy nor because he considered it to be his duty to take care of his friend.. He did it because he wanted to. I was not a 10 years kid that people would have to make me aware of what was going around me.. I had this much sense in me to understand the changing atmosphere.
I went downstairs and saw him sitting on the bench busy chatting with Badi Amma and Raj Laxmi.. The ashram ladies were standing around him and listening to him with interest. Dactar babu, like a news reporter, was busy explaining to them how the police of maharashtra finally caught the Drug suppliers red handed and arrested them.
"You all have so much interest in the news. Why dont you read newspapers? Shall I bring you newspapers daily?", he suggested.
"What dactar babu... Dont be silly.. we cant read.. i mean I can but others cant. And I dont have much patience to sit and read bundles of papers daily.. You better come and tell us the important news", Raj Laxmi commented.
"Nah Laxmi.. This is not fair.. Unless you read them by yourself and to the other members of the family then you will never get to know about the current affairs.. I get time only in the weekend and its not possible for me to read out every important news in a few hours"
Rajlaxmi turned around and got up, " Ok you arrange for 3-4 maids for us.. and then we will utilise the day by learning to read and write and become aware of all the current affairs of the world.. which president got engaged, which celebrity kissed in Public.. Why is salman khan not getting married and since when Ranbir-katrina are dating?". She sat down at a corner and tried to light the stove.
Dactar Babu laughed out loud.. "Ok baba I am stupid.. and you are very intelligent.. Laxmi you are really a sweet person and very confident too.. I like this attitude in you.. If you become a political leader, no one will dare to get involved in a debate with you.
BTW where is my dh.. I mean your best friend.. arey call her.. we are getting late", He said and turned around to look at me.. I bent down my head.. What was he going to say? What were his intentions? what did he mean by I am his.. Or am i day dreaming?
"you are there and quietly enjoying our discussions? Ok lets go", he came forward, hold my fingers and pulled me towards the door..
"Dhani dont forget to bring the threads and needle.. We need to deliver the sarees by next week", I could hear swarna reminding me..
"Dactar Babu.. Thanks for the lift else it would have been difficult for me to walk such a long distance from market to the ashram with such heavy packets", I said looking at him while getting out of his car.. and he simply turned away his gaze.. I realised that he had been looking at me, checking out my face carefully when I caught him and out of embarrassment he looked away.. I was embarrassed too.. What kind of a person was he.. ? Stupid!
"Dactar babu.. i said Thanks..", he did not turn.. Now what was that.. Was he trying to trouble me? I slid inside the car beside him and pulled him by his shirt..
"What.. Are you crazy? cant you hear? Soon you will go deaf if you keep on listening to music at such high volume by tucking the damn earphones into your ears", I made faces..
"Who.. me?? are you talking to me?"..he whinked.. How infectious was that expression on his face.. It was the most beautiful sight.. I felt like telling him to keep smiling always.. He looked good.. "How many dactar babus are here sitting beside me, you say", I was putting up an act of getting irritated by his childish acts..
"Arey then call me by name name nah.. Medical is my profession and I am a Doctor for my patients and not for you.. so address me by by name.. Say Viplav.. Vip..lav".
He put stress on his name as if trying to make the pronunciation clear.. Thousands of knots formed inside my stomach and suddenly I was nervous, too nervous.. What was he asking me to do? call him by his name? How could I? was not he my...? Oh god what was I thinking.. He had really become too irritating.. I left my seat and stepped on the ground.. picked up my packets and was about to go away when he pulled my arm from behind.
"What happened..? How many times do I need to tell you not to touch me like that.. Anyone will see us.. You dont know the people and their customs"
"There is none around at this moment.. Ok now say Viplav... Unless you adress me by my name i will not let you go"..
"Just go away.. And you have no rights to force me into anything.. who are you that I need to take your name", I jerked my shoulder and went inside the ashram..
I stepped inside and put down the packets at the corner and stood at the door for a few moments.. Then turned back and went outside.. He was still standing there.. I called him, "VIPLAV"
And he turned around to look at me.. I could understand that he was upset.. and trying to put up a fake smile.. "I did not mean that.. I mean I did not want to hurt you.. Strangers dont have the right to force anyone into anything.. I am sorry.. Ok you need not have to call me by any name.. I dont have a problem".
I smiled, "yes strangers dont have any right.. but best friends do have.. and you are my only friend right Viplav??".. A big smile spread across his pink wavy lips.. dimples formed between his cheeks and how I adore this person who was so decent in his attitudes. I respect this person for his behaviour, his politeness and above all for his golden heart .
"Ok now you go before..." "before anyone sees a boy with a widow.. right? Oh god where shall I bang my head at the stupidity of my beautiful girlfriend", he did not let me finish and looked at me from the corner of his eyes..
"what.. girlfriend? Dont cross your limits Mr.Viplav Tripathi.. I am not one and I did not know that you are thinking like this", I said in a serious tone.
"So are you my boyfriend?", he asked.. "What.. what are you saying? You crazy man.. I am just your friend"..
"just a friend means.. you dont know your gender.. ?"... "Stop pulling my leg Viplav", he laughed out loud.. "See you are a girl and my friend.. and you are beautiful too so you are my beautiful girl friend.. any objection?".. I had no other option rather to smile with him.. I knew that his heart was big and his thoughts and intentions were pure.. A clear minded person like him could never think like that.. Slowly I was getting habituated to his frequent jokes.. And I could not deny that I had actually started liking to be in his company, his presence around me warmed up my heart.. The fears of looking into the eyes of a man and talking to him straight without any hesitation despite being a widow was gradually fading in me.. I was surprised at myself.. What had happened that suddenly the widow in me was dreaming of breathing in some fresh air and look at the world in the way Viplav wanted me to do..?
"Viplav its not the way you are thinking.. i mean I am a widow.. You cant call me your girlfriend.. what people will say if they get to know.. They will say that I am taking advantage of a young rich guy.. You don't understand anything".. Viplav placed his hand on my shoulder and moved closer to me.. and to my surprise I did not hesitate and stepped back..
"Arey you stop thinking like a traditional grandmother.. nothing will happen.. If anyone says you anything just note down their address.. I will take care of the rest"
"and what are you going to do?", I questioned, "will you beat them?"
"Off course I will.. anyone will come and insult my girlfriend and I will listen quietly.. Nah Nah", he shook his head..
"Ssshhh viplav.." I hit his arm.. "stop calling me your girlfriend.. Ok do whatever you want but go away now.. i have a lot of work to do"..
"Ok I am going but before that let me tell you something important.. You are living in the 20th century so you must behave like a modern girl and pronounce every word correctly..right?
So its Doctor and not Dactar.. Ok..? Now say Doctor",
"What nonsense?", "No I am serious this time.. Make the correct pronunciation".
What am I going to do with this stubborn kid? but this kid in him was not that bad.. I smiled to myself.
"Ok.. Doctor.. Viplav, i mean my Doctor babu.. please go now".. He smiled broadly and then bent down to bring out a white box from the back seat of his car. . "Dhani.. it has a radio in it.. Give it to Laxmi.. She must be knowing how to operate it.. With the help of this all of you will be able to listen to the daily news and fm too.. I will arrange for a TV later.. Ok byee" He smiled and drove away waving at me..
I entered my room and closing the door behind me, i slowly walked towards the table and opened the drawer and brought out the brown envelope.. I sat down at the edge of my bed and looked inside the packet.. My eyes were filled with tears looking at the photographs.. I decided to control my emotions and not let them roll own my cheeks and remind me of my bitter past.. After years my heart genuinely felt a little bit of relief in someone's company.. He was such a good person.. Good at heart, polite by nature.. he respected every woman and did not ever think of discriminating them on grounds of marital status.. When people of our society used to look down upon me, there he never left any chance of making me feel that no women should be treated inferior and none should be blamed for anything.. My trust in his friendship was strengthening and I knew why he would always be there beside me to support me.. I knew why he never wanted to let any MU peek into relation at any cost... I knew why he cared for me so much.. I need no one to explain to me his state of mind.. Just by looking at his face I could bet my life on the truth that I had been seeing in his eyes daily.
Dr.Viplav Tripathi, the only grandson and heir to Mr. Dashrath tripathi, the most prosperous businessman of our town and who himself was one of the most famous cardiologist, had fallen in love with a widow.. He loved me and I was aware of that.
Viplav's PoV
I was on my way back home when a group of bike riders halted their bikes in front of me.. Such horrible and careless people were they.. It must be one such kind of pathetic people who had run his bike over Dhani's feet and left her bleeding in the middle of the street that night.. I remembered Dhani's teary face, painful eyes.. Poor girl had to stand alone on the street.. What would had happened if I had not met her there..? The very thought really irritated me and I got down from my car and shouted addressing those bike riders..
" Arey you fools.. I would have run my car over you.. Don't you have a bit of sense inside your brain.. You could have have met with an accident and died on the spot IDIOTS"..
I saw a tall muscular man turning towards me.. he parked his bike and removed his helmet..
Oh God.. this creature again came to get on my nerves.. I considered it better to ignore them and drive away.. but before I could sit inside my car he came and pulled me by my collar..
"hey you rich doctor.. Listen I remain really busy these days.. so cant come and request you daily.. you tell me whether you will do my work or not?", he asked in a serious tone..
I jerked off his hand and snapped back at him, "I cant".
"you can't or you will not?"... "Whatever", I looked away..
"See I have the first right on the property of my father.. and you want to snatch away my rights.. I am not going to let you enjoy the luxury which I am supposed to have.. Transfer your property to my name else I will ruin you doctor", he warned.
"Listen Dadaji still did not transfer his property to my name.. So I cant do anything about it.. You better go and talk to him", I was ignorant of his threatening.
"But he will soon be making you the heir to his business.. What does he think of himself? He had used my mother to satisfy his physical needs and now when I am his his biological son, he will deprive me of my rights?", his looked at me with bloodshot eyes.
" Listen I have no interest in Dadiji's past life.. you are a drunkard, good for nothing fellow.. may be this is the reason why he had not accepted you", I knew he was not to be blamed but at that moment my mind was totally blank and I had no better answer to give..
"Listen Viplav.. I am in the middle of the street so cant misbehave with you.. but I have something to show you after which you may change your mind.."
"I don't have time.. You may go now"... "Nope I am not gonna leave you easily", saying this he got inside the back seat of my car..
I let out a deep breath.. I knew I would have to listen to him else he would create a drama and being a grandson I was not ready to let anyone know about my grandfather's past misdeeds at any cost.. I took a look at the four men who were standing at a distant.. Nah I was no superman to fight with all four of them alone.. Finally I too got inside my car and sat beside 'Tripurari'.. A guy in black jacket suddenly opened the front door and sat on the driver's seat.. I was about to protest but by then all the doors had been already locked and he had started the car..
After an irritating, tensed drive for about half an hour, my car finally halted eith a screech.. I recognised the area.. We were in the deserted cremation ground behind the Shiv Mandir.. This place was considered to be haunted and as expected no one could be seen around..
Both the men pulled me out of the car.. I did not even try to resist as I knew I would not be able to fight with these two giants.. The guy in black hold me tight and tied a handkerchief around my mouth.. I tried hard to protest but failed miserably... Beads of perspiration dripped down the corner of my forehead and I, helplessly, looked at them ... What were they going to do?
"Viplav I am asking you for the last time.. Will you get me the papers of DT's property...?"
I remained quiet for a moment and then nodded in negation.. The beast laughed out loud, "I am not going to kill you.. You will be perfectly alright within 12 hours.. By next morning you will be fit and fine and will be able to go for work too.. but for that you need to take rest for a while..
I am sorry I cannot provide you a soft bed, pillow and blanket.."
Saying this Tripurari took out a syringe from the pocket.. And before I could jerk him off, he pushed the drops of the transparent liquid into my body.. It felt like someone had passed a high voltage current through my body.. My head spun and unable to take the weight of my body, I sat down on the ground on my knees..
"Take out the handkerchief.. lets go", he ordered and went away.. The other guy untied the piece of cloth from my mouth and I asked in a weak tone, "What was that? Methamphetamine?"
He gave me a side grin and went away.. I felt like suddenly all the energy were drained out of my body.. I wanted to lie down.. And so I did.. I let my body relax on the ground..
"Dhani", I mumbled before darkness spread in front of my eyes.. and I was drifting into a deep state of unconsciousness..
Dhani's PoV
"Aaahhh", I screamed out.. Maayi and Swarna rushed towards me..
You careless girl.. How did you cut your finger? Its bleeding... Swarna get me some cotton and bandage", Maayi ordered..
"I am ok..", "No you are not", she said in a serious tone..
After a while when Maayi was finished with bandaging my wound, I left the kitchen and came to my room.. My heart was beating rapidly.. Suddenly I felt utterly exhausted both physically and mentally. A sense of fear occupied my mind and a lone tear rolled down my cheek..
I sat down on the ground and leaning against the wall I hugged my knees and bent down to hide my face in my arms.. What had suddenly happened that i was missing Viplav.. ? This was making no sense at all.. "You face lightens up my mood and my days become brighter.. so I come to you daily" Viplav had once said.. Why would I miss him? He must be coming tomorrow morning to meet me before leaving for hospital.. I knew that.. but still my heart wanted me to call him just once and ask him if he was alright..
Several thoughts crept into my mind, I was reminded of my limitations of being a widow and I pushed aside the idea and finally laid down on the floor, closing my eyes.. and trying to console my heart that he must be at his home, perfectly fine.
P.S: I am updating after a month I guess.. Sorry for a super duper late update😆
Edited by Titli_KK3148 - 8 years ago
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