Her Knight
"This orange dress, I am going to wear it in my wedding" Panchali told her friend Rukmani touching the soft fabric to her cheek.
The laddoo dropped from Rukmani's hand "Wedding!" she exclaimed. The dreamy surreal look on Panchali's face was enough to make Rukmani shut up for minutes. Finally she fathered her senses and asked her dearest friend "Pray tell me Panchu, WHO are you going to get married to? You do know that a boy is required for a marriage, right?"
Her friend Panchali tchked. "Don't be so practical all the time. If you have Krishna, I will have my own special someone some day!" Panchali said, hope lighting her dreamy eyes.
Rukmani smiled at that. Her friend had been harboring the same hope since she had been a teenager, she had not found that special someone even now, and yet her dreams were of the most romantic kind. In her sweet voice, she would always explain about the kind of things she wanted in the person she would like. She would say that he would be tall, he would have slightly long hair, and he would talk to her in most loving and caring manner. He would be a man, so simple, so caring, so nice - that everyone in the world would adore him, admire him and salute his sweetness. And why not, thought Rukmani, her friend was so special, she should get everything she wanted, she should get the man of her dreams exactly as she wanted him to be. She had shared the same thought with her Krishna, he had smiled at her words and had said how life was full of surprises, how what we wanted was not always what we got, and how the different things were the ones which we ended up loving much more than the expected things. Sometimes Rukmani did not understand her Krishna, but she loved him so much, it was unbearable for her. Everything - from his words, to his voice - to that smile of his - was a charm to her, she was enchanted, and she wanted similar magic to work in her Panchali's life, she wanted a man for her friend, so simple and loving, who will make her friend walk on flowers.
Arjun punched the third guy in his face as he tried to handle him from the back. Two minions of the local goon were fallen on the muddy ground, the third was to join their ranks soon. Arjun picked up the nearby tier and pushed it on the next guy like imprisoning garland. This was his garage, it was a sacred place for him, and this goons had tried to destroy it in the process of petty extortion. As the last man fell whimpering, Arjun rubbed his overgrown stubble and gave one last kick to the lanky wannabe goon. As if he could not handle them with punches of his left hand alone. As if he had not spent enough of his life beating up people and bringing them to their knees. Spitting out the toothpick, Arjun picked up one trembling lackey with his collar and gave the warning full and clear "tell your boss that he has no business in this area anymore. If he so much as tries to take a single rupee from anyone, I will work on his face so good, he would not recognize himself in the mirror." The minions made a run for their boss. They had fought many rugged man, but this one was scary, he did not seem to care for anything. The wrath of his eyes, the strength of his muscles and that certain tone of his announcement told them, that their boss was no match for this royally arrogant guy.
Meanwhile Panchali walked through her garden, touching soft petals of flowers, smelling in the natural fragrance, all the while dreaming about the sweet, and tender love story that she wanted. Thinking about her prince in white, who would swift her off her feet and truly take her away to her dreamland.
Arjun dusted of the extra soil from his diesel decorated shirt. He was feeling refreshed after a good punching, he sure needed such exercise every now and then. With a satisfied grunt, he picked up his screw and went down below the car. This sleek thing was going to be a beauty, he was going to turn it into one!
Bigg Boss 19
