FF: Forbidden Love.Part6 Upd-PG27 Imp Note Page 29 - Page 10

Tina awesome writing and narration

Story heading in right direction

read all the parts in one go...enjoyed it...very different from actual show and thats what i liked.

Hope madhu rk dont fall in love very soon otherwise it will become like serial.

Your ff is different pls msintain and continue in same fashion.

Part- 5 Nightmare, Misunderstanding and Apology.

"Mummy why was Neha Aunty crying while going away in the car?? " An 8yrs old Madhu asked Padmini on their way back home after attending the wedding of Padmini's colleague, whose procession ceremony took place just a while ago as she went away with her newly wedded husband in the 80's Model Fiat Car decorated with flowers.

Padmini who was feeling a slight tug in her heart as she remembered her parents and regretted getting married surreptitiously without their knowledge, thus having lost on the chance of bidding farewell to her parents during the procession ceremony by hugging them tightly and crying her heart out, suddenly she was brought out of her reverie by her innocent daughter's curious question. "Chinki, Neha Aunty married Deepak Uncle will live her life with him, leaving behind her parents' house forever. So she was crying ."

"Will Deepak Uncle not allow Neha Aunty to meet her parents anymore??"

"Of Course he will allow Neha Aunty to meet her parents. She can meet them anytime she wants, but she can't be with them 24/7. At the end of the day she has to return to her husband's house, which is her real home now. One day my Chinki will also get married and go to her real home i.e., her husband's home. A Prince Charming would come for my Princess and will take her away along with him and will love her and protect her forever. Hain Na Chinki?!"

"I will not go anywhere. I will stay with you Mummy and instead of going away with Prince Charming, I will bring him home to stay with us. What say Mummy??"

"Oh Chinki, my sweetheart. Do you really love your Mummy so much??" Padmini embraced Madhu in a tight hug and gave her sweet affectionate kisses on her cheeks.

"Yes Mummy' Mummy MUMMY!!!!!" Suddenly the scene changed and Madhu was looking at the dead body of her mother lying in the pool of blood. Madhu very slowly went near her mother and tried to close the slit on her wrist and stop the bleeding, but the bleeding just won't stop. The blood was flowing profusely and her mother was turning more paler than ever with each passing second, her mother's body has turned white as chalk, the scenario was turning out to be too gory for Madhu to withstand. Just when she decided to run away from there, suddenly a pair of wet and clammy hands held her wrist. When she turned around she saw her Mother's Corpse looking at her with blank eyes and saying "Chinki you promised not to leave me, Chinki you Promised me Remember??!!!" Madhu woke up startled by the sudden change in her dream pattern. It has always been like this. All the good memories of her childhood spent with her mother will somehow tend to end up in a nightmare. Well what do you expect when you have been living in a Mansion which looks like abode for Vampires, with many servants who almost remain invisible and are seen only when needed and the Family members who are more interested in spending their time outside the house than inside.

Almost a week has been passed since I have started my new life in this huge Mansion and still Kundras were like Aliens to me. They have absolutely no interest in having their meals together. Each one had their own timetable and their own life style in the house, with absolutely no definite pattern for sleeping, entering or exiting the house. Mr. Mohan Kundra 'Money Maker' who seeks pleasure in Stocks and Share Market, his only worry is the dropping and rising of the Sensex Points. Yashji 'A Workaholic' trying to immerse his guilt in Meetings, Conference and Business Tours, Radhaji 'A Wannabe Socialite' who haves more fun in wailing away her time by gossiping about everything under the sky with other wannabes than staying at home, and Rishab a.k.a Mr. Perfect, he is the only one who confuses me. Come to think of it, our first meeting was pretty confusing too, when I mistook him for Driver and he probably thought that I was the Housemaid.. Wait let me go in to the flashback and narrate the scene exactly as it happened.

It's my third day in this house, the day after the epic drama by Radhaji regarding my College Admission took place. I was still in a sour mood and on top of that Geeta Di's 2 weeks absence because of her Mother's ill-health only helped in aggravating my temper. With no one to talk with and nothing to do around the house, I was feeling quite bored and I was pretty bugged up. I was in my room trying to kill my time by watching something on television when I heard the landline ring. It rang for quite some time and still no one was answering the phone. I was not sure whether I was to answer the phone or not, as I hardly knew anything about the Kundras, their friends and their acquaintances who at the moment are trying to reach them but then the continuous ringing of the phone was getting on my nerves, so I finally decided to answer it.

"Hello" I said in a stylish accent trying to play around a bit with the caller on the other side, but it turned out that the person on other side was not in a mood for amusement.

"Where the hell where you, the phone has been ringing for so long can't you people answer the phone at the earliest, have you been sleeping during your working hours or what??!!" Yashji started bellowing at the top of his voice. Great as though my mood was not sour enough I got a heavy dose from Yashji who mistook me for the house staff.

"Yashji, this is me Madhu. I'm sorry for not answering the phone at the earliest as I was not sure whether I should or not as I hardly know anything about your friends, relatives or for that matter anyone..- "

"Oh I'm so sorry Madhubala, I thought you are one of the staff, so sorry for loosing my cool upon you.

"Madhu" I corrected Yashji. I did not like someone calling me with full name. So it had been my habit to correct anyone who called me by my full name.

"Ah?! Yes, Madhu where's the housekeeping staff, Can you find Munna, Patil or Raju for me. I need them to do a small work for me."

"Sorry Yashji, none of the staff is around, that's why I had to answer the phone. Why don't you tell me the work may be I can do it?!"

"Hmm.. Ok Madhu listen carefully, I have left a very important file at home on the Study Table of the Library. It's a Red Color Folder with 'Fisheries Export 2011-2012' label in bold and capital letters. All you have to do is take the file from library and keep it with you, I have sent the driver home he will be there in another 10 minutes, just give him that file. Understood??"

"Yes Yashji, Understood"

"Madhu make sure you pick up the correct file from the study table as there are three-four files of the same color and please pick up only the file with the Export details in it and please keep the rest of the files as it is on the table and do not touch them or change their positions as they are very important files and I can't afford to loose them. Ok??!!"

"Yes Yashji, kindly relax I will not touch anything except the Red Color Folder containing the details of export, and will hand it over to the driver very carefully. Anything else Yashji??"

"No that's it. Thank You and be careful with the file, don't fold it or bend it ok??!!"

"Yes Yashji!!" I slammed down the receiver after he hung up on me.. Sheeshh this man worries a lot. I mean he kept instructing for whole 15 minutes for such simple work, that even a douche with half-brain could do it. Why he has such low confidence in me?? Does he mistook me for a 3yrs old child or what. 'Don't bend or fold the file.' Yeah right as though I don't have any better work other than bending and folding the pages of important files in to rockets and ships and playing around with it. I don't know why but my mood was getting worst by the second, usually I'm not the person to lose my cool so easily but all this boredom was finally getting to me and I was cracking up like anything. I tried to take deep breath and calm myself, but just before I could start my breathing sessions the door bell rang. OMG the driver was already here to collect the file and I was still standing in the living room talking to myself. I hurried to the library taking two steps at a time and till the time I reached there the person standing at the door has already rang the bell the 100^th time which was adding fuel to my aggravated sour mood if anything. What the hell is wrong with this stupid driver, why can't he keep patience? And on top of that the house keeping staff seem to have disappeared into oblivion. I quickly searched the Folder containing the Export Details and I found it right on the top of other files kept near the study lamp. I took the correct file making sure not to disturb the position of the other files and dashed towards the entrance door before that stupid driver damages my ear drums or the door bell.

"Where the hell where you?? How much time does it takes to open the door, did you die or something back there?? Do you come here to work or sleep on the duty?? I have been ringing the bell since last 15 minutes, You can't hear it?! Have you gone deaf or something??!!" The person standing on the door started blaring on me the moment I opened the door.

That's it!! That was the last straw. As it is my temperament was very high, b'cos I almost had to come sprinting down the steps with lightening speed, if I hadn't been careful I would have fallen flat on my face and on top of that the continuous ringing of the bell was enough to drive me up the wall. So as soon as I caught my breath I too started blazing my gun and fired the person left, right and center. "Good to see that you finally decided to purge your hands off the bell. Did you dip your fingers in 'Fevicol' before placing it on the bell or did you suddenly fell in love with the door bell, You Dingdong!!! Don't you have the manners how to talk to people, Whom do you think you are talking to Haan??!! I'm not some housemaid that you can raise your voice upon me like this. Understood You Driver!! Better Stay in your limits nex'" Suddenly I noticed something which made me shut my mouth and gulp loudly, a guy in driver's uniform just came in to stand with the guy on whom I was blazing my temper gun for last 5 minutes, that was not all, I also suddenly made use of my visionary sense which I conveniently forgot to use for last five minutes and noticed that the guy standing in front of me was the Exact Replica of Radhaji. The Driver silently took folder from my hand and went away quietly to escape this awkward situation. I wish I could have done the same. In my heart I was praying to God that the Guy standing in front of me right now and staring at me with frozen expressions should not be..

"Rishu, when did you come and why are you standing at the entrance?? Come let's go inside the house" Radhaji just made an entrance into this most dramatic situation. Radhaji came back from one of her social meetings and saw Rishab standing at the door and the moment she addressed him by his name, all my prayers turned futile and I knew at that very moment that I'm dead meat. My mind suddenly stopped working. Before I could think or say something Radhaji started speaking non-stop with Rishab.

"Did the driver reach the station at time? This morning Yash told me that you are traveling by train, why didn't you try for the flight tickets? Yes I know with the holiday season going on its very difficult but still you could have asked Yash he would have arranged the tickets, what was the need of traveling by train like some ordinary person? How was your journey? I'm sure it would have been inconvenient, traveling by train can be quite frustrating na...???"

Not half as frustrating as your non-stop questions I thought in my mind and was feeling sorry for Rishab who did not get the chance to open his mouth till now as her mother was still firing her question missiles one after another, She asked about everything right from the weather of Delhi to the menu of lunch and dinner he had without letting him answer any of the questions, while Rishab stared at me with confusion, I thought he was still angry at me for shouting at him like that and he probably wanted to know who I am. As though on cue Radhaji's instinct worked and she looked at Rishab giving me confused looks so she decided to make the formal introduction.

"Ah Rishab, this is Madhubala. Yash's wife and your Bhab '"

"Mom where's Dad??" Rishab tried to cut in Radhaji's conversation, it seemed that he suddenly lost interest in knowing about me.

"Oh, Your Friend Kunal's Father Mr. Khanna and your Dad got invitation from Mr. Ashwin Rai the President of the Turf Derby Club Bangalore for the National Race of Derby. Your father was thinking of buying some fine horses for our stud farm, so he went to Bangalore, he said they would auction the race winning horses at the rally. Arey! I totally forgot to make the introduction properly, Madhu this is my Son Rishab an-"

"Mom I'm feeling very tired after the long and hectic train journey and I want to rest, so if you don't mind can I go to my room and sleep for a while?!"

"Yes, Rishu you go and take rest, you must be feeling tired from the journey. Even I have to go to a function and I can't afford to be late as I'm the Chief Guest, will see you at later. Bye." Radhaji hugged her son before leaving.

I thought of apologizing to Rishab for by weird behavior, as I turned around to do so, I noticed that I was standing all alone as he was long gone. May be he was really very tired and on top of that I shouted at him without thinking. It was my mistake, I should have answered the door and asked him first to make sure whether he was the person sent to collect the file and then must have gone to collect the file from the Study. I not only shouted at him but also embarrassed him in front of the driver. I'm sure he must be hating me for this, but no problem I will clarify all the doubts and will apologize to him sincerely later when he is well rested. I'm sure he would accept my heart-felt apology and will understand that was a genuine misunderstanding and I had no intention of being rude to him.

My Fourth day was turning out to be much more boring than yesterday, but I was not complaining. At least not after eventful yesterday which made me feel guilty for being rude to him. So I decided that instead of wasting my time by waiting for an opportunity I will go to his room and say sorry and wipe the slate clean. Just as I was about to knock the door, the house-keeping staff whose name I think was Patil, informed me that Rishab is in the Music room. I thanked him and proceeded towards the Music Room which I vaguely remembered was on 3^rd floor as told by Geeta Di once while giving me the house tour, but she did not tell me which room. So I decided to explore a bit, the first room I entered was the Bar where all the expensive Alcohol was displayed in very uniquely designed bottles. The second room turned out to be a very luxurious Home Theatre, just as I was about to open the door to the third room I heard the sound of Piano Playing coming from the Fifth room, now that I knew which one was the music room I followed the sound of the music. Must say Mr. Perfect played the Piano very beautifully, he was playing "Humein Tumse Pyaar Kitna" one of my favorite songs from the Movie "Kudraat" Sung by Kishore Kumar my all time favorite singer. Must say he has a very good taste in songs, I opened the door very slowly in order to not disturb him, as I wanted to listen to him playing. He was looking so perfect and so handsome while playing the piano just like an actor from the 70's Movies. Rishab was the exact replica of his mother. He had the same fair and flawless complexion, Light brown silky hair styled in straight out of bed kind of look, tall towering height of 5 feet and 11 inches, full pink lips natural I suppose well it has to be, because a young guy like him can't opt for Botox. The only difference was his eyes, he had Pitch black eyes while his mother's was chocolate brown, except for the eyes he was the exact carbon copy of his mother. Suddenly I realized that the music coming from Piano has stopped and I noticed Rishab standing right in front of me, giving me angry looks. I was frightened out of my wits by seeing him this close to me, but I somehow composed myself and tried doing the thing for which I came here for i.e., to say sorry to him.

"I- I I went to your room looking for you when the house staff told me that you are here in the Music room" I tried to start the conversation, "You- You play very beautifully. The Piano I mean." He did not respond. "That was my fav. Song and Ki-Kishore Kumar is my all time favorite. You like Kishore Kumar too??" Still there was no response from him. So I decided to come straight to the point instead of fooling around. "I just wanted to say sorry to you for my yesterday's behavior, I know I shouldn't have shouted on you. I should have asked you first, who you are and' but believe me I did not do it on purpose. It was all a misunderstanding as I have never seen you before. My intention was not to shout at you or insult you, its just that I was in very sour mood yesterday and with all that misunderstanding and all. I hope you would understand and forgive me. I-" Suddenly I noticed that I was standing all alone, the room was empty and Rishab was walking down the stairs. Before I could contemplate something or stop him, he picked up his car keys and went out of the house. Well it can only mean two things either he is Introvert and Reserved type of guy or he is not interested in talking to me, perhaps he hates me more fiercely than I thought, or was I'm thinking too much. I mean why was he hating me for just a small misunderstanding ?? Even he would have realized that I didn't mean to shout at him or insult him, it was clearly not my intention as I hardly know him and vice-versa. Maybe I should let the matter cool down a bit and then ask for forgiveness later. Yes it would be the right thing to do, he can't hold grudges against me over such small thing.

Night at the Dining Table.

Today Yashji's meeting scheduled for the evening got cancelled, because of which he was able to come home early and miraculously even Radhaji was at home tonight. So we decided to have dinner together. This was the first time I saw the Kundras having dinner together as a family, except for Mr. Kundra Senior. As there were only four people dining tonight so the extra chairs were taken away, as a result I was sitting next to Radhaji, Yashji was sitting with Rishab, and Rishab was sitting right opposite to me. It seemed that he was not liking it a bit and was feeling very uncomfortable. While having the dinner Yashji tried to break the ice by starting the conversation.

"So Rishab, how was your Basket Ball Match?? Did you win the match??"

"Yes Bhai!"

"That's Good. What happened Rishu? You seem to be awfully quiet today, I thought you would give me minute by minute playoff of your match. Are you alright?"

"Nothing serious Bhai, its just the travel fatigue. Don't worry I will be fine if I take ample of rest."

"That's why I told you not to travel by train. Maybe you got infection or something because of the lack of hygiene in the train. Rishu I think you should go and see the doctor tomorrow." Radhaji intervened.

"I'm fine Mom. Really its just the tiredness nothing much." Rishab said in a casual tone.

"I think Rishab needs to get out of the house. Hey I have an idea why don't you go to our farm house Rishu, it would be a good change for you. What Say?" Yashji suggested.

" Sorry Bhai, I can't go. Kunal is throwing a party in the celebration of our team's victory and I can't miss it."

"Well Party is a fine idea too. It will help you refresh your mind." Yashji agreed.

"Well since Rishu is not going to the farm house, I was thinking that Yash if you are free this weekend than maybe you and Madhu should visit the Farm House. Madhu would get to see our farm house aur uska time pass bhi ho jayega, as she gets bored staying at home doing nothing all day. What Say Madhu??" Radhaji looked at me suggestively which gave me terrible knots in the stomach.

I know what Radhaji was trying to do. She was trying to bring Yashji and me close to each other by making us spend quality time with each other by using the old formula of kindling the romance by closing the distance between two individuals. But I was sure that Yashji was just as uncomfortable as I'm with the idea and my thoughts proved to be correct with Yashji's next statement.

"No Ma, I have a very important meeting with the clients this weekend, and I need to discuss plans with my Board of Directors before I go to Canada." I sighed a breath of relief with this statement but Radhaji was in no mood to give up.

"Then why don't you take her to Canada along with you? I'm sure Madhu can use a foreign vacation what say??"

"I'm sorry Ma I can't. It's a business trip and I will be busy in the meetings all day and Madhu will get bored being cooped up in the hotel room."

"I don't have my passport and Aunty I think you said that, St.Xavier's Academic year would start by next week. I don't want to miss the first day of my new college, moreover I'm re-joining my dance classes from day after tomorrow." I said with sincerity to escape the situation on the whole.

Suddenly I saw Rishab's grip tightened on the fork, his knuckles were turning white due to the loss of blood circulation. He was probably trying to dig his nails in to his skin and his face was twisted into mixed expressions of anger, frustration, pain and hatred. I couldn't help thinking, was it my chance due to the fact that I'm going to be in his college!?!? I was beginning to get the idea that Rishab doesn't likes me much, maybe he hates me and can't stand the idea of me getting admission in his college.

"Madhu sweetheart are you alrite??" Radhaji looked at me with worried expression on her face.

"Yes Aunty, I'm absolutely fine. Why what happened??"

"Ma has been asking about your dance academy since last five minutes and your attention was somewhere else. What were you thinking?? Is there any problem??" Yashji inquired with a worried look on his face.

"Oh no, there is no problem at all" With the corner of my eyes I saw Rishab getting more and more pissed off. I seriously don't understand what is this guy's problem?? How can anyone hold grudges against a person for such silly mistake, esp. when the person is feeling guilty and trying to apologize?! Before I could think more about this I was distracted by Radhaji question.

"So Madhu, which dance academy you are going to?"

"Ji Aunty, I go to M.A.D Academy. It's short form for Music and Dance Academy. It is a very reputed Academy and they have very good faculty members who are well-trained in all dance forms." I spoke very high of my academy and it was true. I will not let Radhaji talk me into changing my dance academy the way she did with my college. I swear if she tries to change my dance classes I'm going to put my foot down firmly on this matter.

"Hmm.. M.A.D Academy you say?!-" Before Radhaji could say something I tried to put forward my point

"It's a very reputed institution and I have been learning dance from the institution for past two years and I can't go to any other place to learn the dance as the change in Dance Instructor could disturb my routine and '"

"Relax Honey, I never told you to change your dance classes, Now why the hell would I do that?? M.A.D academy is a very reputed academy after all, even Rishu used to go to the academy to learn Guitar. Wasn't it Rishab??"

Again I saw Rishab having the same painful expression on his face and his hands curled up into the fist more tightly than ever. I was seriously beginning to think, what was this guy's problem?

"No Mom, I never went to M.A.D Academy. It was Kunal, he was the one who wanted to learn guitar. Not me."

Yeah why would Mr. Perfect go anywhere to learn anything, he was probably born as Prodigy, with all the extra talents oozing from every part of his anatomy. I scoffed at him in my mind but then I remembered his Piano playing which I heard this very morning and I couldn't help admitting it to myself that he did play it very beautifully as I also had some knowledge about music as we are taught the music and rhythm first before they taught us the dance because a dancer has to have good sense of music in order to be a better dancer.

"I think we should get a car for Madhu, as she would be needing it for College and her Dance Classes." Yashji suggested.

"Good Idea. I was about to suggest the same." Radhaji agreed.

"Thank you Yashji, but I don't want the car. I can go to the college by college bus and dance classes are not far from here, I don't think I would be needing a car to-" Before I could complete, Mr. Perfect intervened.

"College Bus runs only on those routes where there are at least more than three students needed to be picked up who travel by the College Bus. Our house is not on the list of the College Bus Routes, because only Kunal's and our house is on this route and we both use cars instead of College bus." Rishab answered indirectly and he was looking at his brother while talking. I couldn't make out whether he was trying to talk me into accepting the car or giving out the general info. about the college bus routes to his brother.

I was getting ticked off with Rishab's behavior. "But I don't know how to drive!" I said in irritated and slightly louder tone than necessary to gain his attention. I don't know why but I was hating the fact that Rishab was not at all looking at me and this thing was beginning to irritate me a lot. I just couldn't understand that why I was getting this strange sinking feeling in my heart and it was kind of irritating me. Whatever it was I was not all liking it.

"Oh that's not a problem, a driver could be arranged to drop you and pick you up from your college and dance classes, besides driving is easy you could learn it no time. That is if you want to, or else driver is always there to drive you to your destination." Yashji said in a simple tone. "Ok then its settled that we would get a new car for Madhu. Rishab would you go with Madhu to the Car Showroom tomorrow and buy her a car?"

"Who Me??!!" Rishab was taken by surprise.

"Yes Rishab, who else?! Because you are the only one who has good knowledge about the latest Cars in the market and its technicalities like the mileage, speed, engine, gears and all. So it would only be wise to have you buy the car for Madhu and since Madhu is going to use the car, take her along so that she could see the color options available in the selected car and choose according to her choice. What say?? Will you be able to go?" Yashji asked Rishab.

I shook my head and scoffed silently. Before Mr. Egoistic Kundra could say anything, I knew what his answer was going to be. It was certain by his behavior towards me that he had some major dislike for me and I was very sure that his answer was going to be'

"Yeah, ok I will take her to the showroom tomorrow."

I spluttered water all over me by listening to his answer, as a result earning surprised look from Yashji and disgusted look from Radhaji, only Rishab seemed to be unperturbed from my action as though he was expecting it. Later at night while I was tossing and turning in my bed thinking about the whole situation, it seemed so very confusing, because I was so sure that he would reply in negative, as I thought that he disliked me. Was I wrong about him?? But how can it be?? From the time we met Mr. Perfect has been ignoring me and was sending out very strong negative vibes which kind of gave the impression that he dislikes me. Was that all in my head?? Was I too quick in judging him?? May be I was thinking too much. May be he said yes because Yashji asked him to and he can't refuse his brother. It was no big deal or was it?? I was sure that something is running in his mind, But what could it be?? Now you know why I found Mr. Perfect aka Rishab Kundra very confusing?!! Whatever it may be the only thing good out of this situation was that I saw this as a very nice opportunity to get to know him and apologize to him.

End of Flashback.

Originally posted by: arya.nair

Very nice update dear 😊.Why Rishab not liking Madhu?? Whats his problem? I think Madhu shudnt give much attention to him. Ignore him the way he ignores her