After my much awaited 2nd chapter, which wasn't that good in my opinion! I've decided to give another go on my third chapter! I hope this will turn out well... TEMPER TEMPER Set-back:From where we last finished off... the Trustee 'talking' to Adi, but Adi is so NOT in the mood for interrogation... will the scene turn dirty? Adi snarled and wrenched himself apart from the somewhat losened grip(s) and straightened his jacket. He levelled with her, she noticed that he was much taller than her. He looked threatening, there was that fierce look in his eyes... however, she stood her ground. His expensive looking white jacket had been crumpled with tiny blotches of blood sprayed over it. His blue jeans were splattered with mud. His hair all ruffled. She could see faint a bruise appearing on his jaw. He looked a mess.
''Ohhhhh well surprise surprise, I am *Mr Vikram Aditya Mehra*'' he replied, his voice deep with heavy sarcasm. Hearing this from behind, the guy who had just told Adi to calm down a minute ago looked down defeated and shook his head.
It took a moment for the trustee to recover from the comment. ''Badi Battameez...'' replied the trustee; her usual soft feminine voice rough with anger. She had been expecting attitude, but this was waaaay beyond her expectations.
''Urrr yea! Tho?!'' he interrupted lazily, his voice still laden with heavy sarcasm. ''What are you going to do about it?'' he asked with mock concern pointing his finger towards her. ''Actually what *can* you do about it??'' he stressed with a smirk. ''Run along to my papa and complain?'' he asked her acting all timid. The trustee looked on, eyes narrowing and her lips thinning by the minute. ''Ooooh... I'm so scared'' he said sarcastically shuddering. ''You're a nobody! Aunty ji... whoops I mean *Miss*! My papa can sack you from your so called *high position* with the click of my fingers...'' he continued when, *SLAP* her palm had reached the side of his face no sooner than he uttered those words. He staggered back clutching his face. Onlookers winced at sound/sight. The guy who stood to the right of Adi just behind him stood rooted to his place, with his mouth wide open in shock. The force of her slap had been so strong that it had cut his lip, which had begun to bleed. He swept his finger over his lip and wiped the blood on his fingers. He turned to look at her, his expression of momentary shock turned into rage... ''Tumne mujhe tappar mara?!!'' growled Adi in anger. ''Mujhe tappar mara?!!!'' he yelled.
''HAAN! Maine tujhe ek tappar mara!'' yelled the Trustee back! ''Aur saur tappar aur marungi, if you EVER talk to me like that again!'' she warned yelling and glaring at him. ''Papa ko yeh baat...'' stammered Adi...
The trustee let out a hail of laughter ''Ohhhh so you'll go and tell all this to your precious little *daddy*??'' mocked the trustee. ''Aare jaao na?! Go Go! Now infact'' she continued gesturing towards the school gates. ''Aarey tum kya jaon ge?! All shocked and scared now aren't you? Aaadiiiii?!'' mocked the trustee further. ''Hah! You havn't got the guts!! You're nothing without your father! Disgusting'' She spat. ''...throwing your weight around like this!! And as for my name... You WILL only call me, MADAM!! samji?!!'' yelled the Trustee to Adi. He stood there speechless. No words would come out of him. This indeed was the first time somebody had spoken to him like this.
The trustee turned to the other boy involved in the fight. ''Why did this fight break out?'' she demanded from him ''and no lies'' she added. ''Madam, Adi ne...'' started off the other guy,
''EHIII KUTTHE...''growled Adi pointing his finger towards him...
The trustee wheeled around screaming ''CHUP! EK AUR SHABD NAHI KAHUNGE!!'' Her eyes wild with rage. ''Jaon yaha se! I do not want you around my eyesight for the day!! I SAID GET OUT!!!'' said ordered sreeching at him. Adi dropped his hand lost for words. He shot a fleeting glance at two girls standing nearby, then turned around and limped off, anger seething through him.
''Nothing like will EVER happen in this college!- EVER AGAIN! IS THAT UNDERSTOOD?!!'' she yelled to the other boy. ''Go and clean yourself up, You're suspended from college for one day'' she concluded, with contempt.
Set-back:The circle of onlookers have now dispersed. 'Those' Two girls who were watching the whole tamaasha were on their way to their next class discussing the whole issue... ''I can't believe Adi lost his temper like that!! Aur woh bhi Madam ki saamne'' said one of the girls worringly. ''Ohh come on Shivani CHILL!'' the other drawled. ''Adi will get his revenge! NO ONE and I mean NO ONE has EVER spoken to Adi like that- EVER!!''. ''Gosh what a WITCH!'' she exclaimed. Shivani looked over to her sister, Kritika. She was right. No one had ever spoken to him or treated him like that. Knowing Adi s' temper and family background, the trustee was in BIIIG trouble. But right now she only worried for Adi and his haalat. He looked really bad and in pain. 'Why did he have to bring up a fight? It was only a little thing the other guy had teasted her about and then *Bang* Adi s' fist had come out of nowhere!' She shook her head in dispair. 'If only he could control that temper of his... but it surely could mean one thing though... Did he still... surely not?!! Even after what she had done...' She thought. She felt her eyes prickle, she looked down, Kritika had started talking again ''OMG I can't believe Adi fought for meeee'' she said dreamily; her heavliy penciled eyes seemed glazed. Shivani turned to her sister looking confused. Kritika was indeed beautiful, all guys were after in college. Her thick, black wavey hair rested on her shoulders. Her lips painted red to match her black and red top with blue jeans. The sequins on her black kurtees sparkled in the sunlight.
Shivani looked down and examined herself; she also was beautiful and she knew it. Infact she was far prettier than Kritika. She had opted to wear a black and pink sleevless top with black jeans and with pink slippers. She had straightened her medium length light brown hair that morning. She looked HOT and she knew it.
Kritika looked at Shivani and smirked. ''He's so into me!! Gosh just why can't he ask me out?!! I've already given him plenty of signs to say I'm ready for him... but he doesn't seem to bother- AT ALL'' she said frowning. Shivani opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it. 'How had Kritika known it was over a girl?' Shaking her head, she looked down again saying nothing 'Indeed she had given him plenty of *signs*, more what you would call *throwing herself upon him when she was around him*. Adi had played along coyly but had NEVER been interested in her. She's living in such badiiiii galat faimee. I hope it doesn't hit her hard when she finds out the truth. The truth... only Adi and herself knew...' sighed Shivani to herself and both walked to class in silence, both in their own deep thoughts.
A short distance ahead of them was another girl fuming to herself... 'DUFFERS!! I can't believe they got away just like that!!- ONLY ONE DAY SUSPENSION?!!! AAAarrrrrrrghhhh!!! That's just DISGUSTING!' She screamed *within* and tossing her hands up in the air. Her face was contored with anger.
Kritika and Shivani who had caught up from behind had to duck to avoid getting wacked. A disgusted Kritika and Shivani looked at her ''Can't you keep your flithy *low-class* hands to yourself Mukti?!!'' growled Shivani eyeing Mukti from top to bottom with disgust.
Muktis' eyes narrowed ''EEi *Miss* Maha rani... I may not be from the same background as you... but atleast I didn't have to *BUY* my way in here, I got in by hardwork and brains!'' retorted Mukti.
''OH! WHATEVER!!'' Replied Shivani rolling her eyes walking off with Kritika, she so wasn't in the mood to pick any argument today... especially not after what had just happened. ''Is that all you could say?! *OH WHATEVER*?!!'' exclaimed Kritika throwing her hands up in question. ''She insulted you- I mean us, and you didn't even SAY anything'' she said mouth half open in disgust at her sister. ''I'm not in the mood Kritika'' grunted Shivani and walked off leaving Kritika confused. 'Gosh what happened to her?' asked Kritika to herself. Kritika just shrugged it off...
'Another two LOSERS!' thought Mukti to herself angryly as she watched Shivani and Kritika walk off. She pushed her glasses back to the top of her nose with her index finger, 'Seriously this college needs some changes- and FAST! Atleast the new trustee seems promising!' she thought with somewhat satisfaction. Mukti unlike Kritika (who was in the same year as her), was an average sized girl who was more into her studies than her style. She preferred Kurta tops with jeans and flip flops. Today was no different, she had been in rush that morning, so she had donned whatever her hands could find (a pale yellow Salwaar kameez top and blue jeans). Her father had fallen sick the previous night, so she had to do dash home and do all the house work. That morning, she also had to let Prerna Bajaj (whom she also lovingly called Choti ma) know that her father, i.e their driver couldn't come to work today. Thinking about her father she sighed 'Yea she maybe a driver's daughter but she was proud to be that and reach this height. All thanks to Choti ma though. If she had not paid for all the fees, it would've been impossible'. Comments like Shivani s' however, hurt her deep down alooot, though she never showed it ''LOSERS'' she said to herself shrugging and walked off to the library.
Set-back:Adi reaches home after his suspension. How will Pallavi and Mr Mehra react to all this? Adi limped into the living room and winced in pain as he had to climb over a step. That kick to the shins had hurt. 'hopefully, the pain will go down by tomorrow' he thought to himself reassuringly.
Pallavi looked up from the table, she was sitting by. She had been busy sorting out some figures and hence had decided to go work a tad bit late. She was all dressed in her black expensive designer suit with a sea-blue shirt underneath and black heels. She was all ready to go... when she saw Adi... ''OMG ADI?!!!''She yelled. She ran to him catching him as he doubled over. ''What the hell happened? Who the hell did this to you? OMG your lip it's bleeding.!!'' She screeched.
Hearing all this commotion from his room Mr Mehra walked down to the living room to see what was going on. At the sight of his son, his mouth opened wide with shock. ''OMG Adi, what on earth happened?'' asked Mr Mehra weakly. Adi narrated the whole story to his parents, their expressions turning angrier by the minute. ''HOW DARE SHE!!!'' growled Pallavi. ''I shall have her SACKED!!'' ''WHO THE HELL IS SHE TO TALK TO MY SON LIKE THAT!!! I'M GOING TO FIND OUT EVERYTHING ABOUT HER'' she screamed. ''Pallavi calm down, I'll go and have a word with her! How dare she do this to my son?!'' exclaimed Mr Mehra angrily. ''Son you go on and go to bed. Get some rest. Hopefully you'll be fine tomorrow. If you aren't, then you can have another day off, ok beta?'' told Mr Mehra to Adi.
With a grateful smile, he turned to leave for his room. 'Oh *MADAM*, you are *SO* screwed!' thought Adi smiling evily! 😈
Set-back:It's late in the afternoon. In a little while Kasturi's train will be pulling into Mumbai. When she finally steps off the train, how will her future await her? Her train had been travelling all day, stopping for a few hours at specific stops along the way. She was extremely tired. She had managed to get some sleep. And now that she was approaching Mumbai, she was wide awake. Only three more hours... she thought. Visions of the past morning clouded her memory... how her family cried, Bauji and Ma especially. She saw Tanu and Sam so upset; how she'd miss playing with them every morning. Alka chachi seemed really annoyed and avoided coming downstairs to see her off.
Her parents advice rang in her ears ''take care of yourself beta, don't trust anyone. Be strong and stand up for yourself...'' when she heard a loud HONK. The train had started slowing down. She looked out of the window... it was alomst dark. She saw the long platform filled with people- even at this time. Her train pulled to a stop. She got of the train stood there and looked around; there was so much hustle and bustle... finally she had arrived in mumbai; the city of dreams as some people preferred to call it. And truely indeed it was; she had come to achieve her dream of becoming a lawyer.
She made away, with her luggage amongst the heavy crowd to the taxi rank, careful not to tread on or bump into anyone. ''Bhaisaab, can you please take me to the City Law College girls hostel please?'' asked Kasturi from one of the decent looking cab drivers. ''Ji behenji, no problem sit in the back. Here... let me help you with your luggage'' he offered placing her luggage in the trunk, and then they were off.
When they arrived at the hostel, it was very dark indeed. The driver dropped her and drove off with a pocket of money Kasturi had handed over to him- without bothering about her anymore.
Kasturi walked up to the hostel and asked the security lady pleasently ''Ji suniye Maam, I just got here from Haridwaar. I am to start my studies here in the college tomorrow. Can you please show me to my room?''
''HUH?!'' asked the security lady all very confused, she shook her head ''You've arrived very late behenji, yaha to saari rooms full hain!!'' replied the security lady.
''JI?!'' exclaimed Kasturi in shock? ''Oh no! Main abh kaha jao?'' she asked the security lady in despair and worry.
The security looked at Kasturi, there in her pale yellow floral designed trouser suit she stood looking really innocent and naive. Her thick black straight hair hung losely around her midrift- dark as the night. She seemed all alone that the security lady couldn't help but pity her. ''Hmmm... well for tonight I'll let you stay here in my cabin, but tomorrow you'll have to find somewhere else. Teek hain?'' offered the security lady. A really gratefull Kasturi nodded in appreciation and said ''bohot bohot sukriya ji! I'll never forget your ehsaan!'' she added smiling shyly.
In her a tiny room, Kasturi didn't bother unpacking. She was just too tired to do anything else- even call her family. 'I'll call them tomorrow' she thought to herself. She just sorted her file to take and her clothes she was to wear tomorrow and fell asleep straight afterwards.
Set-back:It's the following morning! Kasturi is getting ready for College... will she be lucky (Or unlucky) enough to meet Adi...? Kasturi woke with a start. Excitment and nervous jingles coursing down her; the day had finally come! She was going to start college. She got out of bed and started dressing the clothes she had laid out the previous night. It was pale yellow and white plain but very beautiful salwaar kameez suit. It had been made exactly in the style of the salwaar kameez the actress, Priety Zinta wore in the song 'Aisa de hain mera' from the film Veer Zaara. Her mother had sewn it herself with such love that she opted to wear the kameez on a special day-for luck.
As she wore her matching yellow and white bangles and put on her yellow slippers she thought of nothing but what to say to the trustee during her induction interview.
She gave one last look in the mirror to see if everything was in place; her foulder that contained her important documents, her clothes neat and ironed, her hair tied up in lose not with a clip. Her 'OM' bindi stuck inbetween her eyebrows... yep she was looking beautiful and she indeed ready.
On her way out of the room she asked the security lady if she could keep her things behind and pick them up before night fell, to which the security lady had agreed to...
Set-back:Kasturi has reached college... how will it go? What awaits her? Kasturi got off the taxi at the College gates. She looked at the magnificant building. It was HUGE!! She had never seen a college that scale before. It looked extremely posh. There were College kids 'hanging out' all around greeting each other with 'hands slapping in the air', 'punches and finger clicks'... 'what a wierd way of greeting each other' she thought to herself.
She walked through the gates, still admiring the beautiful college, oblivious to the looks and whispers she was getting from her onlookers... ''OMG who's that *behenji*''? Is she like new or what?'', ''GOSH what is she wearing??! So *out-of-fashion*'' they would say.
She looked around nervously, she didn't know where she was going. Everywhere she saw, were girls/guys were together 'having a laugh'. Some girls were scantily clad (or in the *latest fashion* as they would say) and flirting with the guys. These were the people she preferred to stay as far away as possible from.
Anyway, as she continued to walk towards the building, she had *not* noticed a group of guys walking towards her in the opposite direction. One of the guys (leading the group) was busy checking his phone and hence was not watching where he was going either. He also seemed a bit distracted, sniggering to his friends jokes.
As Kasturi and him both neared each other- still in their own worlds, a gust of wind blew across the college gardens. Kasturi looked up; it was a cloudy day and it looked ready to rain. She sincerely hoped it wouldn't... when suddenly *POW* she had bumped into the guy infront of her...
Okies that's it from me folks!! 😛 So sorry about the delay. I hope you weren't annoyed about that. 😭 It's just that I've been really busy the past few days. But I hope you enjoyed reading that!! 😛 And I also hope you found it MUCH better than the second chapter Edited by Niki_18 - 18 years ago
