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PART 2
THE FIRST NIGHT WHEN I SAW YOU
Careful not to hurt her, Rishabh gave a "Go-to-hell" look to his on-lookers and continued to walk with almost sub-conscious Superstar Madhubala. She lay across his chest and her curls were flying in the wind and obstructing Rishabh's vision. He never saw girls in a way that made them uncomfortable. He was one of those boys of IIT who were tagged as "Champu" by their class-mates. Yet this didn't divert him from his goals. He knew that being tagged as Champu won't disturb or disrupt his vision of seeing his mother in a BIG mansion. Madhubala was wearing a backless dress and a strap went loose while she was still wrapped in his arms. Rishabh was scared of the paparazzi that had suddenly gripped them both. He quickly sat down where he was and took out his purple shirt made Madhubala wear it. Once she was well-covered, he got up and pushed the cameras aside. Madhubala got up once, vomited in his arms and then fell unconscious finally. He tried to find her car but when he couldn't he decided to drive her home.
He softly placed her on the back-seat of the taxi he had summoned and carefully sat on the seat next to the driver. He mumbled the address after checking it on the internet and requested the driver to start.
Soon, when the car caught up pace, the driver casually spoke to Rishabh.
Driver: sa'ab...aap madam ji ke boyfriend hai?
Rishabh gave him a nasty look and shook his head as a "No". "Sir, you won't be able to drop her home at this hour!" Rishabh turned to him in confusion. "Why?" The driver continued, "Today is Balraj Chaudhary- Madhubala's father's birth anniversary and the road is blocked with media." "Now what? Is there a different route?" The driver shook his head as a "No" Rishabh paused for a moment and then asked him to take her to his mother's house that was somewhere amidst heavy jungles.
Radha was delighted to see her son, but she almost fainted seeing him carry a girl with him, and she wasn't just a girl...she was Madhubala...Superstar Madhubala. Rishabh was in a complete mess...He had a girl in his arms whom he barely knew and a mother who lay motionless on the sofa. He softly placed her on the divan and went near his mother. He sprayed a few drops of water and woke her up from her sleep.
"Maa, It's not what you think it is..."Radha was confused. She raised her shoulder in confusion and gave a "what-the-hell-is-happening-here" look to her son. Rishabh sat on the floor near her legs... "Maa, some of my friends were teasing this girl, who happens to be some Superstar..." Radha glanced at the beauty of that angelic figure that slept on their sofa. "They were talking of taking some kind of advantage from her...I don't know what that means though..but that was certainly not something which I could have let go easily...So I brought her here..." He then told her the reason for not taking Madhubala back to her residence.
Radha made lemon juice for her when she woke up after half an hour. She was quiet...and confused...not because she was in a strange place...in fact she was quite used to being in unknown places with unknown boys but this was different... "What the hell is this guy's mom doing here? Isn't all this supposed to be a private thing?" She muttered. Rishabh's attention turned towards her and he offered her the juice. "I hope you feel better!" was all he said to her and then went to the other room to bring a blanket for her. Lucky for Rishabh, Madhubala was at her character best today. She wasn't in any mood to abuse him, insult him because she had seen his mother with him. No matter how bratty this Superstar was, she always valued a "mother-child" relation...may be coz she had been devoid of one. She yearned for a motherly touch in her life. She quickly sipped the lemon juice still confused about how she landed up here...at some random "good-sweet-guy's" place. The effect of the alcohol was long-gone after. She looked out of the window and sighed realizing the absence of paparazzi.
Wrapping the shawl around her, she came out of the house and saw a figure sitting on the verandah. She went near him and found out that he was the same guy who had offered her juice sometime back. She peered through his shoulders to find out that he was reading something. Her eyes popped out in amazement. This good-sweet-guy was ACTUALLY studying. "Do people as alien as these exist?" she wondered. But her thoughts seemed pretty loud and so the guy turned to her. "Yes, do you need something?" This was it, Madhubala was shocked at the calmness of this guy. "umm..." was all she answered and went back to the house.
Inside the house, Radha was waiting for her with some food in her hand and a warm smile on her lips. "Come, have something!" she said warmly and offered her a seat. Madhubala couldn't refuse. How could she... she was still 20... had a little kid somewhere hidden inside her. It wasn't very often that she had let that kid out of her, she hid it inside her...careful not to let it out everywhere. The only person who knew her and that kid inside her was her sister Deepali...she was the one who practically knew EVERYTHING about Madhubala, her dreams, her likes, her dislikes, her emotions...everything that Madhubala had as her family. Yes! Her mom... had re-married a rich businessman for money and they had an equally greedy daughter, Trishna Singhania...whom the Chaudhary girls detested to the core. Deepali and Madhubala still considered themselves as Deepali and Madhubala Chaudhary...they took pride in having their late-father Balraj Chaudhary's name attached to theirs... instead of Shamsher Singhania, who was a complete jerk. All these emotions popped up in front of this Angel-turned-Devil. She took one spoonful of rice and curry and stuffed it into her mouth. "Do you like it?" Radha asked giving a warm smile and caressing her hairs. Madhubala nodded like a child and continued eating. She was absolutely hungry after the hang-over. When she finished, she was escorted to the sofa that was pulled out as a bed, since they had a single room in their house, which served as their kitchen, living room, bedroom...everything. Madhubala recalled that alien guy who was still studying outside. She just muttered... "Won't he...?" Radha replied that he will have his food once he finished his lessons.
Radha slept on the divan while Rishabh was still outside, trying to concentrate on his studies. Madhubala lay awake for something, trying NOT to open her mouth because she wouldn't be able to control her tongue and she ACTUALLY didn't want to hurt Radha and that 'alien' guy.
Singhania Residence.
Deepali was sitting with her reading glasses on, peering into "Wuthering Heights"...when someone knocked her door. "Is Madhubala Di back?" asked the voice who opened the door. "Madhubala DI? Are you okay Trash?" smirked Deepali. She had developed an unknown pleasure in calling Trishna as "Trash" because she was no less than one. "Deepali di, why are you being so rude to me! I just asked about Madhubala Didi!" Deepali closed her book and banged it on the table. "Don't you show me this drama of yours Trash!...I know you way too well...so just suck it up!" It was just the right time when Padmini entered their room, Trishna ran and hugged her...pretending to cry. "Deepali! Trishu sirf Madhubala ke baare mein hi toh pooch rahi thi na? aise bolne ki kya zaroorat thi! Bechari meri bachchi... tum dono behne usse humesha pareshan karte ho..." Deepali took a huge breath in frustration. "Look! Mom, what Trash wants... is not hidden from me...! and she asked about Madhubala...right? Madhubala Chaudhary! and you're Padmini SINGHANIA! So you better stay out...and stop lecturing me. Let me know when you both are done with your drama. I am feeling like sleeping..."
Padmini carried Trishna away in frustration. On the way, Trishna smirked... "You'll pay for this Madhubala..."
Deepali lay cuddled in her blanket. She caressed the side of the bed where Madhu slept. "I miss you my sweetheart..." She sat up and prayed... "God, you've taken away everything we had for ourselves...our father left us when we needed him the most and then mom re-married a filthy greedy business-man who cares for nothing but money, but I want to ask you something...for my little sister...please send someone who can take away her pains...who can give me back the Madhu who enjoyed life... who had a smile on her face...please...send one of your angels down to help her... Amen..."
Having completed her prayers, Deepali cuddled her pillows and was taken in the arms of sleep.
So, this was part 2...let me know how do you feel about this? Too bad?? Let me know if you have any confusions...will try to resolve them all...
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Shivu
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