Chapter 1 - 08/10 - Fractured - SS - Page 2

ok.. seems very well planned.

I would like to apologise in advance should I mess this story. I pray that I don't because this is a very real plight and I have been quite upset when I found out that it exists today... We are in 2015. Oh how I wish I was still in my cocoon, where the world is a beautiful place... Where marriages represent, love, respect, affection, protection.

Chapter 1


Kalpi frowns as she stares at the numbers. It was much lower than she expected. Gnawing her lower lip, she thinks, "I need to do more." Stops abruptly and corrects herself wryly, "we need to do more." She had a team now. All dedicated towards the same thing goal... To make marital rape illegal. A crime.


Picking the phone, she calls her p.a., "Avantika, please set up a meeting with my team for 8:00am tomorrow." "I am sorry ma'am. It is not possible. You already have a meeting scheduled at that time," Avantika replies.


Frowning, she tries to recall the meeting as she flips through her diary. Seeing no entry, she asks, "I do not recall this meeting nor do I have it in my diary." "Ma'am, Maya ma'am has the details. She asked that I block the time... Should I unblock it," Avantika asks, suddenly unsure. "No it's fine. I shall speak to Maya directly. Schedule the meeting for 10:00 am instead." and disconnects the call.


"Maya," Kalpi says into the phone , "why have you blocked my morning?" Smiling into the phone, Maya replies, "not happy with the numbers, are you? Not to worry, I managed to set up the press conference."

Smiling, Kalpi says excitedly, "seriously. Omg. How did you manage?"


Hanging up, Kalpi stares at the picture frames of her father and grandfather and says gleefully, "bet you never thought your hard earned money would be used for this purpose." Wiping her smile off her face, her gaze hard, she says coldly, "I wish you were alive to see this. I will succeed."

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Ragav walks in nonchalantly into his father's office. Drops himself on a chair and says, "where's the fire?"


Annoyed with his son's attitude Prakash Singhania, chairman of janta party, looks at his son with disgust. Here he was, doing everything he could, to convince his party that his son should stand for the position of PM in the next elections.


Shaking his head, he barks, "I asked for you to see me two hours ago." Shrugging his shoulders,Meagan replies, "I was busy..." Chuckling he adds, "... Hard at work." "Screwing your secretary is not work," Prakash reprimands his son.


Taking an envelop out of his desk drawer, Prakash throws it across his desk, saying, "see for yourself."

Sitting up, ragav leans across the desk to take the envelope. Curious, he opens it, studying the pictures, ragav looks at his dad, chuckles and says, "let me get this straight. You want me to get her to join hands with us."

Prakash leans back, grudgingly admiring his son's intellect, wishing that he didn't take things so lightly. "Sorry. Not happening. Whoever she is. She seems to be interested in women's issues and poor people." Studying the pictures of her surrounded by some villagers, he says dismissively, "Not interested."

"Do you know who she is?" Prakash snaps, "sole owner of Kapoor Group of Companies." "No kidding," ragav says, impressed. Picking the pictures, he studies her.mlooks at his dad and says, "if we get her, we shall never have to worry about funding." Smiling, his father grins, saying, "exactly. A rich, bored socialite needing a purpose..." "I guess no harm chanting about clean water and the likes," ragav says with a smirk, "I guess real issues like the economy and national security shall take a back seat for a while."

Getting up, he says, "I am on it, dad."