FF :"Dring...dring... Mr.Unknown ringing from Taiwan !"
CHAPTER 1 :
IN VARANASI :
"Lele, tell me what should I do ? Today, I am getting married to someone whom I used to treat as my elder brother since our childhood ! The one who used to feed me lunch in canteen when I was unable to manage forks, to carry me on his sturdy shoulders when I was too tired to walk until home, to drag me toward the farthest of yard for a tap when I am thirsty, to play colo maya with other fellows on the wet lawns of parks, getting all the dirts and mud over clothes, fearing to be spanked and scolded by parents, building our own tent in the middle of forest and planning to live there, all together for lifetime, all these tendering memories of past made me think of him as an ideal and caring elder brother toward a foolish sister. Now, how how can I be marrying him? I can't even foresee both of us living as a married couple ! Just a thought of it made me freak like . . . Dad is so exalted about this marriage but I never felt in such way for Surya . . .' lamented the young girl of 19.
She brought her hairy poodle closer to her, then deposit a small peck on it's oval black nose and cuddled him for her self-consolation by earning it's warmth. Too cute and foolish her Lele is, to stare at her with it's big pair of emeralds, with lifted ears as if giving an attentive ear to her lamenting while widely pending out his tongue as if he should be happy about what he's hearing rather then being upset which irritates her ! She pointed her finger, unhappy, over this muddy of slime oval nose : "You little fool ! You only know how to show out contently your tongue but you can't even sob for your mistress ! Right ? Lele, don't be that ungrateful to me ! I'm creeping out here ! May the Almighty foresees this union as a bad omen ! Today, the sky should grant on my side ! Lele, today's really an unhappy day, you should mourn and only mourn ! Common sob, sob . . ."
"What kind of slander is this Brat meditating now !" steps in the father.
"Daddy, daddy" urges the daughter as a last opportunity to stop this marriage but the father very aware of what she may be saying, stops her firmly by pointing his finger on her forehead before she could even attain him to utter a single word which made her really frustrated to pout and mug up her face with different mows !
"Goodness, let me off this hairy doll first ! You're a bride now, no more a kid to spend your entire time, lazily caressing this hairy poodle ! And what's gone wrong with your hair, brush it properly aside rather then covering your whole forehead ! Goodness, from which angle does this Brat of mine look like a Bride?" exclaimed her father. There accompanied with her best friend, Moti who proposes to do her hair-do, coming to her rescue !
"But Daddy I don't want to marry. . ." left out his daughter.
"What's she blabbering now? Do you know that you are really lucky to become his wife? Otherwise there is a long queue of contenders for Surya awaiting to take your opportunity, isn't it Moti ?" questioned the father.
"Wha... yes ! Yes, you're right Sir, even I think Surya is the ideal guy for Jodhaa !" completed her friend taken by surprise.
At this, the father gleefully grins at his daughter in victory which got her pissed and she hardly pinches Moti's at her thigh, making that later winces in pain while she throws at her a threatening look and whispers : "Whom are you really supporting?"
Still not giving up, she sorted out the biggest weapon she has in store : the emotional plea. She goes crawling her knees till her father and pleads him : "Then, then I will go to Mumbai to earn lot of money for us ! But you just please stop the ceremony from heading ahead before Surya lands in ! I don't have such kind of feeling for him, you must apprehend it Daddy !"
"You must understand as well that I raised you for 19 years so any attempts to bamboozle me would remain futile for you ! As you will be returning home with your earnings, at that time, I'll be laying inside a coffin in a peaceful graveyard and you are good to become an oldie wretch without a tooth left so what you'll be doing? Commanding models of false teeth made up with gold? Though you may not like him but in return, he loves you a lot and even gave his consent to marry you !"
"But I don't love him, I consider him as my brother and . . ."
"Who told you that you wouldn't end up falling for him after marriage? Now, I am done quarreling with you ! Moti, get her prepared and bring her down ! You'll marry him no matter what !" and the father leaves with his made up mind-set upon this !
Enraged at such incomprehension and devaluing of her statements, she took it as a challenge and swear not to marry at any cost : "I won't marry him no matter what !"
AT THE MEANTIME IN BANGKOK :
Two cars were engaged in a race in able to attain first at the only place left to park their car beside a block of flats that indulge to a prestigious enterprise ! On a side we had a black patent lamborghini aventador, unique Italian model right away from Venice, on the other side, we had a flashy red ferrari of model 490 straight from California, both of the cars were making the run at a pace as if their life were set for a price , the ferrari seemed running faster but unfortunately the conductor was too earlier in savoring his victory and exalted at the thought of having defeated his adversary that he forgot to realize that he hasn't reached at the point yet ! When he was about to, that was too late as the lamborghini has already traced it's way to the point, by scratching deeply the back of the ferrari with it's front when they encountered in a last clatter ! The lamborghini conductor noticed the degradation he caused through the windshield of his car but he is amply content with his triumph that he didn't take it seriously. As per the common ritual of money, in exchange of a roll of bills, everything happens to go smoothly again as if nothing happened and he is much experienced in dealing with such matters that he got himself used to it ! With his Rey Barlor' glasses on, in a combination of his chic black costume, he zenly got out of the car, not lingered to be harassed by the ferrari's owner for the degradation !
"Sorry, I got duties that are awaiting me !" says the young man of 22 by tending him a roll of bills from his wallet but before letting him get his way, his male ego compelled him to highlight that point : "If your point of arrival is 100 and you got to reach till 90, do never make the error to assure yourself the victory coz the 10 remaining point may become a big gape in few of cases !" smirked the young man and remarked before leaving : "Between, nice model ! California #490 right ?" and added some more of bills to compensate it !
He made his way inside the hall, toward the conference room where he hasn't even stepped in that his mother begins to reprimand him for being late at the appointment :
"Jalal, all of us agreed to turn up here at 10:30 but still you came one hour late !"
"Most importantly, we fixed today's appointment to discuss over the annual revenue of Father's company not about my schedule !" taunted the son.
"Jalal is right ! That's the real point of our gathering here ! Then which advantages our company gained comparing to last five years, do you get to consulate any improvements in the annual turnover ? Did you check our financial datas? Are they conclusive for next coming y . . . ?" to be rudely interrupted by his step son : "They aren't conclusive at all !"
"But how come? Didn't you suggest to supervise and guide this project? Our incomings are largely superior to other enterprises since the last 10 years that our company can't fall easily for any form of concurrence ! Datas aren't letting presage for any . . ." but before he could finish his sentence, there comes Jalal's proposition for a neat and benefitting deal for both of them : "Dad, if you offer me 1 million of dollar after noon, I promise to do something in count of your own benefit? Accepted or not?" asked the enigmatic young man.
In attempt to appease him, the mother gently intervened :"Jalal, we are all a family so when we should do a favour between each other, let's not mention up immediately for money !"
"Wait, I accept Jalal's proposition !" answered the father
"Then do your best Brother !" encouraged his step brother
"I said it ! This after noon !" exclaimed the young entrepreneur but before leaving, he took care of inviting him : "Ya, Mirza ! Are you free around the 2 of this afternoon ?"
"Ya !" replied Mirza
"Great ! Then be there in the backyard of mansion ! Let's have a round of golf !"
"Okay !"
P.S : There it is đ ! Hope you enjoyed reading đł Drop your precious feedbacks please so that I can see if there is any amelioration to do đ¤ Voila, Voila ^^ You can even drop your hypothesis about the fiction if you wish, I would enjoy reading it for sure đ
Edited by sweetystubborn - 10 years ago
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