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Part 2: Meeting with the Husband!!
More than 2hrs had passed by, and I was still sitting on the bed with red veil on my face waiting for the mystery man to enter the room.. I was in a very awkward situation, I did not knew what was I supposed to do in such situation. On one hand I was feeling very sleepy and wanted to get out of these heavy clothes and jewellery which I was laid with and on other hand I was scared to even move thinking that what if He *I just couldn't bring myself to call him my husband* comes into the room and sees me sleeping. I wanted to talk to him and wanted to clear out things with him first hand by letting him know that I was somewhat forced into this marriage. I know its not the whole truth and I made a big blunder of marrying this person out of rage and madness of few moments but I can't let him know that, Esp. not now when I'm regretting it the most.. But I was not sure how I'm gonna deal with it.. What if he gets angry and sends me back to my father.. No!! I can't go back to that monster. But I had no where else to go. I have no money and I can't even get a decent paying job without degree and getting a decent shelter to live in Mumbai was next to impossible.. I can just pray that he understands my point of view and does not forces me to commit to this relationship the way normal couples do.. B'cos I was not ready for that, Physically or Mentally. While I was contemplating my thoughts and thinking of numerous polite ways of approaching him to convey my feelings and thoughts in right way, just then my train of thought was disturbed by a knock on the door.. I was scared out of my wits.. Right now I was feeling like the victim of the horror movies who is about to die the most excruciating death any second.. Before I could stabilize myself there was another knock on the door.. This time I some how gathered some courage and uttered two small words "Come In"
"Hello Ma'am I'm sorry to disturb you, My name is Geeta and Yash Sir has sent me to see that you are comfortable and if you need something please let me know as I will be in your service 24/7, and Ma'am Yash Sir has given this letter to you and has asked for a immediate reply if possible" saying this, the maid handed over a letter in my hand.
Hello Madhu,
I hope you are feeling comfortable and having no problems as such. If you need something please feel free to ask Geeta she will tend to your needs and make yourself at home as you are going to live here from now on. In case you are still awake then I just wanna tell you that I will meet you tomorrow at 10:00 A.M. sharp. Please don't be late as I have very busy schedule planned ahead. So can I expect you at 10 A.M. tomorrow morning in the Library cum Office.. It would be nice if you could reply immediately.
Yash.
Very weird thoughts and myriads of questions were starting to form in my brain after reading the letter, but now was not the time to tend to those things as it could wait. Since immediate reply was expected from me I told Geeta that I would meet Mr. Kundra tomorrow at 10 A.M. sharp. After getting my reply she took leave and went away leaving me alone with my thoughts. Suddenly I felt relieved because I realized that Mr.Kundra won't be coming to this room, that's the reason he had sent a maid with letter, if it has not been so then he would not has asked me to meet him in the library.. He could have very well come here and could have discussed the matter right now, in this very room.. Once I was sure that this was the end of the night, I decided to change into something Comfy and go to sleep, since I was very tired and hardly had any energy remaining to give serious thoughts to all those innumerable questions and weird behavior of Mr.Kundra. After getting out of the heavy wedding attire and the jewellery my whole body was aching. It felt like I have just swam across 'The English Channel'. I was in no state to comprehend my thoughts and the situation I was in. With many things buzzing in my mind, I hit the bed and as soon as laid my head on the pillow, sleep took over.
Next morning I found myself admiring the opulent library cum office of Mr.Kundra which was on the first floor of the Kundra Mansion. The library was filled with every book which was ever printed it seemed.. While I was admiring the clean office desk made of Mahogany wood, my eyes accidentally fell on the photo frame kept on the table, it had the picture of a very good-looking couple.
I could not help but notice that the pretty lady in the picture had an uncanny resemblance to me. Her eyes were big and had same shade of Almond-Hazel as mine with dimpled smile and fair, glowing and flawless skin, only difference was that she was tad taller and slimmer.. Had I know who she was, I would have easily mistaken her for my Elder Sister. Before I could form some new thoughts I was startled by a voice.
"That's my wife and me" came a very serious voice with strong base which belonged to the man in the picture standing next to the lady. "Hello, Madhubala I'm Yash, Yash Kundra"
"He- He-llo Sirr" my voice came in stammer.
"Oh come on! You can call me Yash, I'm not your college professor or you boss that you have to refer me as Sir. No formalities please"
"Ji Yashji" I responded with a weak smile. I couldn't help but admire the man standing before me in a three piece suit. He was Tall, Fair, normal-built body frame with silky hair which shined in the light and had darkest brown eyes. He looked classy and elegant. He was quite handsome for his age. No, no correct that, he was much more handsome compared to the other men of his age. But somehow I couldn't bring myself to admire him in the way a wife is supposed to admire her husband. There was something about Yashji which gave me a warm, brotherly feeling. I was again lost in the train of thoughts when suddenly the same strong voice brought me back to reality
"Madhubala, can I have my photo frame back please"
"Oh, I'm so sorry sir, I mean Yashji, I didn't mean to'"
"It's Ok, not a problem Madhubala"
"Madhu, you can address me as Madhu"
"Ok, Madhu" He said with a warm smile.
"May I dare say that the lady in picture is very beautiful Yashji, and I couldn't help notice that she looks so much lik...', *He gave me a slight stern stare* I- I, mean I look so much like her"
"Yes, She WAS indeed very Beautiful" he said with noticeable sadness along with pride in his voice.
"I'm so sorry, I did not mean to hurt you"
"Why are you being sorry for my mistake." His words befuddled me and it was quite evident from my expressions. But he quickly changed the topic. "Why don't you have a seat! Would you like to have something?? Tea or Coffee Perhaps??"
"No, Thank You I just had the breakfast" I said in a dazed voice, my thoughts still hooked upon the last statement he made
"I know Madhu, there must be many thoughts and questions running in your mind, for which you expect answers. Had it been someone else I wouldn't have bothered, but You, You are my wife and I got married to in front of the society with proper traditions and customs and had promised to be truthful to you. So relax, you will get answers to all your questions"
I don't know why but I instantly believed his words and I knew just then, that this Man would clear all my confusions and will tell me everything I need to know.
Yashji's face turned serious, it had shades of regret, sadness and guilt surfacing , It seemed like he was trying to restrain himself or rather say detach himself from a very painful or horrid experience or thought.He was contemplating some unknown emotions and was trying very hard to bring himself to express it in words. After a minute of silence or two, he spoke. "The lady in the picture, standing next to me is my late, beloved wife Gauri, Gauri Kundra. We were happily married for past Seven Years. Ours was a love marriage. She was my child-hood sweetheart. Our families knew each other very well and we shared same status. So no one had any objection to our marriage. The day my father Mr. Mohan Kundra made me CEO of the Kundra Empire I proposed to her and she accepted my proposal. Two and half years after our marriage we were blessed with a very beautiful daughter, Trishna. My life was perfect, I couldn't have asked for more, I felt like I was the most luckiest person on earth, but my life took complete 360 degree turn. Suddenly from being the most luckiest person, I turned to be the most unluckiest one. Couple of years ago, on our marriage anniversary, I took Gauri to a fancy restaurant at the outskirts of the city, to celebrate our spl. Day in peaceful manner and to spend some alone time with each other, as Gauri always used to complain that, I don't give her much time and attention as a husband is supposed to devote, to maintain the happy married life. On way back home , I was fooling around while driving just to scare Gauri, that two minutes of child-play costed me my whole life. I failed to noticed a truck coming from the opposite direction, while trying to avoid accident the truck, I took a sharp turn and banged the car against a tree. I barely escaped with multiple fractures and some serious injuries, but Gauri lost her life in the accident. After that my life was not same anymore. I couldn't bring myself to look at my daughter Trishna's face, knowing that I was responsible for taking her mother away from her in such tender age. Gauri's parents were equally inconsolable. In order to divert my attention from the bad memories and to escape the guilt, I started indulging in Alcohol more than necessary and failed to perform my fatherly duties and stopped tending to Trishna's needs. One Day When I came back home from office, I was horrified to see Trishna's body burning with high fever, and with no one at her side to take care of her. That incident rattled my conscious and I knew that day that if Trishna stayed with me anymore, my carelessness would claim her life too. So I handed over the custody of Trishna to Gauri's parents. I could have employed a governess for Trishna but she would have just done her duty. What Trishna needed was love, care and undivided attention which she would never have gotten from this house. A year after Gauri's demise there was immense pressure from relatives, well-wishers and friends for my second marriage. Though I was strictly against this idea, but my mother emotional blackmailed me and made me bow down to her decision. After seeing you I think, I can understand why she insisted upon me getting married to you, as you yourself claimed that you and my wife have some uncanny similarities. Maybe she thought that getting me married to you would make me forget Gauri, and would bring happiness and spirit of living, back in my life. But Madhu to tell you the truth, I just couldn't bring myself to give Gauri's place to someone else in my life, I could never fall in love again. But don't worry Madhu you will get same amount of respect and rights as Gauri had in this house. We will portray ourselves as 'Perfect Couple' for the society. But will have no rights and will never try to claim any rights on each other. I want you to be my 'Trophy Wife', the one whom I could take to social gatherings and business parties. You will have no rights or claims over my property or whatsoever after my death, but you will lead a luxurious life as long as you are alive and all your basic needs would be tended to with utmost priority. If you have any problem or whatsoever, you are free to walk out of this relationship. I will not force you."
"But Mr.Kundra I have no place to go and on top of that I have not even completed my education, and without degree no one would give me a job, and finding a decent shelter in Mumbai with no job at hand is next to impossible, I don't even have any savings with me. On top of that my father hates me and will never take me back. Mr.Kundra I'm ready to be your 'Trophy Wife' for the rest of my life and I don't want any of your money sir. I just ask for one favor sir, just one. Would you please sponsor my further studies and my dance classes, because it was my mother's wish. She wanted me to excel the art of dance and I want to fulfill her dreams. *Thought my mother betrayed me and left me alone in this whole wide world with such horrid situation, I just couldn't let her down, esp. now after coming a long way from where we started our journey and being so near to achieving our dreams of me becoming a renowned dancer, for that I was even ready to sell my soul to Satan, when compared it to being Someone's Trophy Wife seemed a very small price to pay to achieve those dreams.*
Mr.Kundra gave me a knowing smile and said "I know you want to pursue your further studies, and want to become a renowned dancer which was your mother's life-long dream and wish. My Mother told me everything about you and your difficult situation, hardships and about your Father. Don't worry you are free to do anything you want. I'm all in favor of women empowerment and their progress. I will most definitely provide aid to your studies and dance classes." After saying so, he opened his desk drawer and fished out a card and a very expensive looking mobile phone. "Here take this, this is Apple I-Phone 5 latest in the market and Platinum Credit Card. This is yours to keep, buy some nice clothes, shoes, bags, cosmetics anything your heart desires. Consider this as your marriage gift from me. Ok Madhu I have to rush now, I have a very important meeting at 11:30, in case you need anything or any help just ask Geeta, she is your personal maid. She will tend to your every need. Ok, bye now. Will most probably see you tonight at dinner, that is if I could make it." He gave a slight smile after saying this and left me alone with the most expensive phone, a limitless credit card and a very uncertain future.
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