Shravan walked into his cabin, talking off his jacket and tossing it at the back of his chair he took a deep breath as he rolled the sleeves of his shirt. He sat on his chair resting his head onto the headrest. After a bone tiring five hour complicated hearing he finally won the case he had been working his ass off since a whole month. After achieving the inevitable, he was well received and appreciated by every person working in the firm. Somewhere deep within he couldn't help but take proud in the achievement because the case had been very very close to his heart. His emotions were connected deeply with the case because the orphanage he had fought the case for was something he had grown up visiting and playing in. The same orphanage to which now he regularly visited to soothe his soul amongst those little bundles of joy. Although every single person in Malhotra Law Firms knew that the Oxford graduate Shravan Malhotra rarely lost a case, but still his colleagues and juniors used to marvel at his skills.
Thinking about juniors his mind involuntarily imagined her face. And her face reminded him of the last ten minutes of his life...the minutes which has ruined his mood rotten. It seemed that his heart leapt out of his chest and into his throat. He never knew he was capable of this kind of rage... Or rather jealousy would be the better word to say.
Why? Why is this happening god?' It was a question, he was tired of. It actually has started haunting him, and then he tried to avoid it too, succeeded to some extent too but then failed miserably at last. But to imagine something he has just witnessed was beyond his worst nightmares. His chain of thoughts was broken by a knock on the door of his cabin.
"Come in." He said.
"Shravan sir...your coffee." The peon said as he kept the coffee on his table and left. He removed the lid from his coffee mug to which he is used after every long day at the court but today the coffee didn't seem to soothe his tired nerves. He took out an Adol from his side drawer and gulped it down with the hot coffee to lessen the ache in his head. The coffee seemed much bitter today. His mind wandered back to her and every time he thought about her or talked to her, even like some senior talking to a junior on some legal issue, he felt as if he is giving her a piece of him...his soul to her, such was the connection he felt with her. Her refreshing sweet smile and complete balance of wit and intelligence with a hint of mischief made his heart pounce. It was such a rare combination to get.
"So Suman... This is Aditya haan, nice choice I must say." Preeti, Sumo's best friend and colleague said.
"Vo toh hain, aakhir meri choice jo hain... kyu Aditya??" Suman asked in a teasing voice.
"Toh shaadi ki date kabki fix hui hain" Ahana, another colleague asked next.
"Abhi shadi ki date toh fix nahi hui par sagai next week hai aur tum sabko aana hain. Mujhe tum sabko Vandy di se bhi milana hai. Vo do din pehle hi London se aayi hain khas sagai ke liye." Suman replied.
"Are tu nhi bulati toh bhi hum aate." They all said in union making jer chuckle.
"Chale Suman... shopping bhi complete karni hai." Aditya asked her and they left.
The whole exchange was witnessed by him while passing through the cafeteria. It was as if the rug had been pulled off from under his feet. The words, her excitement, the glances ahe passed to the guy, all the visuals were coming back to haunt him again and again. He was snapped out of his reverie when he heard his phone ring. He took hold of it and the name on the screen brought out a faint smile on his face. No matter if there is someone for him, the person on the other side will always be his side and vice versa.
"Hmmm... kahiye madam...aaj kya baat hui...??" He asked as he relaxed his shoulders and back by leaning on the chair. "Achha... aur aapne badminton khela phir...are wah... dekho maine bola tha na...its very easy darling...haan... bilkul... aapko kya lagta hain aapke papa koi case haarenge... bilkul nahi...I am your hero na... hahahaha... okay now you have to change and have some food...then ask Rachel to take you to the park...bye darling!!" He finished the call and took hold of the picture in front of him. A little Shreya, barely two at that time learning to walk... holding his huge fingers with her delicate little ones. Her expressions, a beautiful mixture of fear and enthusiasm. His lips broke into a content smile seeing his daughter's beautiful face.
Shravan got up from his chair and walked towards the window to breathe in some fresh air and soothe his raging nerves but what met his eyes again pierced them. There she was in the parking with the man with whom he saw her talking to her colleagues about her engagement, laughing and smiling with him. Only on hearing those words he left the place and rushed to his cabin. That was too much for him to bear. She had her hand on his shoulder as she laughed hysterically while he leaned on the bonnet. A minute later they climbed in the car and drove away while he slammed the window furiously.
"She isn't any different... she is exactly like all women are... mean and selfish..." he said as he threw the now empty coffee mug across the room with all his might, shattering it to pieces...exactly what she did to his heart.
So guys tell me how is it????
My hands had been itching to write this story on ShraMan while this was actually planned for some other couple. But after watching Namik as a single dad in QH, I couldn't help but imagine this story on them...hope you guys will like it too and no.. the actual theme of the story will be revealed soon... stay tuned and don't forget to hit like...
P.S. Feedback is anticipated... I'd appreciate if you guys drop in your comments and suggestions and obviously it'll need time for the story to unfold!!
Cricket
