Hey guys,
I am BACK!!!!! HA!!HA!!!
I am presently enjoying my much awaited vacation so I have decided to write another FF. What to do I am really getting bored so I have decided to bore you guys along with me. I am quite busy with my painting classes, so I might not update this FF as regularly as I did with ?A Grain of Sand?, so you have to excuse me for that.
I think I have fallen in love with this ?grey thing?, and it will take a while for this ?grey bug? to die; it really gives me a high because I can write something out-of-the-box and unconventional, being an idealist myself [I know I should stop this self-boasting] I can never imagine to do things which my characters do, even in my wildest of dreams. So, I have lots of fun writing about not-so-white people.
I think I have got this ?grey fixation?; this story is also not ?goody-goody?, ?no sugary sweet romance?, there is romance but not ?lovey-dovey, choo-choo romance?. This is a khichdi of many vague inspirations; be it films, books, real life stories I read in newspapers or any other random writings I have read, but the whole package and writing is very much original [Kasamh se, aami shoti bolchi].
I wanted to write something on the lines of KANK [Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna}, can you believe that my friends literally dragged me to the theater and to embarrass them on purpose I started singing Mitwa song [ I like that song a lot] so loudly that other people glared at us. I simply hate watching not so good movies in the theater wasting money.
But I really liked it contrary to the general opinion [my mom hated it, after watching KANK again yesterday I realized why she hated it], but I thought the ?reason? to enter an extra marital affair was not projected properly, it lacked the much needed depth, the concept was good but the execution was pretty bad. Rani?s character was least sympathetic and very loud, I loved Preity, SRK was okay, Abhi was over-dramatic, and Sr.AB was damn hot though.
I am so bad, overtly criticizing like this, its high time I mend myself. Different people have different perceptions and different ways of showing it and I highly respect KJo for his guts to make something so non-clich?
KANK was a bit boring but I will write it differently though, characters, story etc. It will be a mixture of many things, love, marriage, fidelity, infidelity, morals, stubborn ideals, perceptions etc?
I sincerely hope that you people will like it; you all have been wonderful, and please continue to do so. I can?t say anything but express my heartfelt gratitude and love to all of you!!!!
WHITE NOISE? ?
PROLOGUE
1994
Delhi
A small girl wearing a white dress, nearly 10-years old watched her mother lying still on the granite floor of her house wrapped in a pure white sheet with only her face visible, the huge photo of her mother was adorned with a garland and an earthen diya lighted in front of it, tears were flowing incessantly from her reddened eyes, she kept wailing like a newborn infant when she saw her father and maternal uncles carry her mother?s dead body on their shoulders, she ran after them trying to stop them, screaming ?Mamma?mamma?? but they did not stop, her aunt came and took her inside protectively holding her hand?
?Bani?andar chalo beta?? her aunt said
?Mama?ko kahan le jaa rahen hain?? bani asked still looking in her distant father?s direction
?Beta?mama bhagwaanji ke paas ja rahin hain??
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Bani locked herself up in her room and cried?after sometime her tears dried, suddenly she stopped crying, she kept looking at her mother?s photo? she remembered her precious moments with her beloved mother
?Mamma?itne sare stars kyun hote hain?? bani asked her mother, sujatha.
?Beta?jo log humme chod ke chal jaate haina woh log star ban jaate hain?? sujatha said lovingly
?Kyun maa??
?Kyunki who upar se hum sab ko dekhte hain?aur humara khayal rakhte hain??
?Accha?toh nanaji bhi star bangaye hain??
?Haan?woh dekho?udhar?woh nanaji hain??
?Saachi??
?Sacchii??
Bani ran upto her bedroom window?it was a dark moonless night; her eyes scanned the brooding sky?
She saw a solitary bright star unusually shining brightly in the lonely sky?she looked at the star
?Mamma?aap hamesha mere saath rahengi na??
The star twinkled in response to her question?
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Mumbai
A 20-year old young lad sat in the boring claustrophobic courtroom bitterly watching his parents quarrel like two illiterate ruffians sitting ahead with their respective lawyers, he was the only one occupying the wooden bench. He yanwned as the case proceeded further. He heard his ever silent mother throwing acquisitions at his upset father. His parents were seeking a divorce as his mother came to know of his father?s illicit affair of 8 years.
Every father is his son?s role-model and in his case also it was more or less the same. He had always admired his father, always looked up to him but after knowing about his affair and his practical infidelity to his mother the extreme trust and respect were shattered in a moment. But somehow he couldn?t come to terms with what his father did, he remembered the countless days he never talked to his father and served him the silent treatment. But today he sympathized with him, there was no remorse or guilt in his eyes, he wore a blanch expression, and was very restrained while defending himself.
He again concentrated on the ongoing verbal war; his father had readily agreed to give an appropriate hefty compensation to her mother.
?Young man?Your name please?? He heard the sophisticated judge call him
?Jai?Jai Uday Walia sir?? he said standing up
?I guess you are very much mature enough to know what is happening here??
?Yes?sir?
?Well, since you are an adult?you have full right to choose with whom you want to stay?your mother or father??
?Neither??
?Sorry??
?I and my brother want to stay with neither of them?they are free to live their life accordingly?? jai said curtly, his parents looked at him absolutely dumfounded
?Jai...Yeh kya?? his mother spoke up
?Sir?I and my brother Nachiket are presently studying in foreign colleges and we stay in hostels, we will complete our education there itself, after that we will be independent and self-sufficient so it doesn?t matter with whom we stay, before we used to come down for our holidays to our home, now we will visit them separately?you can give our custody to our father since he is bearing our education and other expenses??
?Well, young man?fine then?? the judge said
?Is it okay with you Mr. Uday Walia and Mrs. Krishna Walia???
?Yes sir?? they both said in union.
?Fine then?? the judge went on declaring his judgment.
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After that jai went to drop his mother to the airport who was going back to Chandigarh, her native homeland.
?Main?chuttiyon main aata rahoonga ma?? jai said as he hugged Krishna.
?Main intezaar karoongi...? Krishna said sobbing
?Ma?don?t cry please?chalie check in kar lijiye? time horaha hain flight ka??
?I am sorry jai?I am very sorry?? Krishan apologized as she saw her son waving his hand.
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Jai came back home to see his father sitting in the sofa with an impudent expression, he noticed 2 huge packed suitcases standing motionless.
?Jai?come sit? Uday said averting his gaze quickly
?Aap?kahan jaa rahen hain?if I may ask so?? jai said icily as he sat
?I am moving in with nita??
?Oh!!!!!?
?Jai?you may hate me, your anger is completely justified but please once listen to me?jai only once??
?Kahiye??
?Jai?you may think that I have betrayed your mother and all?but to be honest I never intended to do so?I?in fact I never loved Krishna?she is a nice woman but I never loved her truly?I got married to her very early?she was 18 and I was 21?we were so different?but we both adjusted with each other a lot?I was trying to create a foothold for myself in the business, I neglected her but she understood?she always pushed me to do better?by God?s grace I was able to achieve the heightened success?everything was fine but until I met nita 8 years ago. I took an instant liking to her; she was a contrast to Krishna, very different form you?re demanding mother, I don?t know when but I fell in love with her, Krishna was my responsibility so I never disclosed this to her and moreover you and nachiket needed her presence, and I knew if I told her then she would definitely go for a divorce??
?Phew!!!That was long??
?Jai?probably people say it rightly? in love nothing is right or wrong, there is only love?nita was very simple, secure and expected nothing unlike Krishna, I did not want to ruin the mother of my wonderful children, after all she was my wife but I couldn?t even let go of my love for nita either?
Jai?there is nothing right or wrong?you can?t weigh everything on the balance of morals, ethics, principles; love is something which transcends everything, it is logic less; you may think I am talking shit but the day you will fall in love with someone you will realize this?jai there is always an other side to every thing? remember that?Bye son?I will call you time to time?Take care??
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Uday?s words kept reverberating in Jai?s mind. ?Love is something which transcends everything??probably he was right. Everything has an ?other side?. He realized his father was not completely wrong. It?s just that his father chose his love over everything else?
?Logic less love?? he shook his head and packed his bags, he was leaving for his university tomorrow.
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God bless
Dhani
P.S.: ?White Noise? means noise containing many frequencies with equal intensities. Similarly the story contains different people with different set of beliefs but are equally convincing in their own accord.
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