Akdha SS || Love A Forbidden Fruit || uptd chap 2 pg 12 25/9/17 - Page 5

The bustling city streets with heavy traffic and usual honking noises of the cars and other vehicles, in between the brewing fights and arguments between the people struck in the traffic jam had already reckoned the hot environment.

In the midst of all the furor, the other side of the road had another scenario to offer. The otherwise calm and tranquil bus stop was today echoing with the sounds of the people who had been getting into the luxury bus that was waiting for its passengers to take them to their destination, Vaishnodevi.

Raam raam pandey ji ... A towering man greeted the person standing in front with his back facing him .

Raam raam Banna ...turning around the grey head, heavy built man reciprocated carrying a humble smile on his face and asked him to get into the bus .

It was the best day for the respectful soul sanjay pandey , and one could say this looking at the beaming smile on his face . Coming from a middle class brahmin family the 47 yrs old sanjay pandey spent his entire life serving god as a preist in a small temple nearby his house , his earning obviously wasnt enough to raise his family and had to go through so many hardships

Tired and pissed off with a life full of sacrifises and compromises and knowing the fact that there was nothing much to gain in this feild he let the younger generation choose their career in differnt feild but with a condition never to forget their roots ...and today after all the hardwork his family was one of the well known established , respected one in the city .

A tour to vaishnodevi with all his family was one of his pending to do list which after a long time was coming true ...giving in to the summer vacations of the youngest cute little naughty member of the family, Akash pandey the family decided to visit the holy temple as per sanjay pandey's wish .

And today here he was watching his family climbing the luxuary bus one by one arranged by his son Vishal for them and few of their neighbours .

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The driver had already made his way on to his sitting place gearing up to start for the long journey not before burning the incense sticks and offering it to the gods that seemed to have taken their places at the forefront of the steering wheel.

The conductor did take up his duty quiet seriously who was busy whistling and calling out to all those who had not yet entered into the bus but were still busy passing time so as to waiting for their family members to get into the bus.

"Come on, come on... hurry up the bus will leave and we will have to take the darshan of maa vaishnodevi from here itself...

A voice echoed in between the ongoing ruckus on the road. She was none other than Rekha, jodha's aunty who looked more eager and much anticipated for this journey to begin.

A young handsome lad in his 20s busy engrossed with his mobile, his handsome features attractive blue eyes, looked as though there was something more interesting in to his gadget than this three ringed circus could offer.

Sab chad gaye kya ?? Sanjay pandey enquired his son from outside the bus so that they could make a move if everyone got into the bus when his wife Rukmini replied ..

Ji gudiya nahi dikh rahi ...( Gudiya isnt here )

In between all this commotion the much engrossed man snuck a look at his watch that striked 9:30 , narrowing his eyes he blowed an irritated sigh .

Huh !! People can never be on time ...seriously ...rolling his eyes he buried his face back into his gadget oblivious to the person who stepped inside the bus just when he passed that comment .

Jalal Mohammad , the otherwise easy going cheerful , charming boy seemed like got up on the wrong side of the bed today and hence all this irritation .

Firstly a call from his university to clear his pending semister fees already tensed the poor soul and then his younger sister tanseem whom he never said no for anything, needed money for some college trip about which she was determined to go , worsened Jalal's situation .

Brought up by a single mother after his father's demise ,Jalal had to face several problems all his life ...and today giving in to the financial crisis his family was facing this 23 yrs young boy had been a helping hand to his mother since he was a teenager .

Picking up tourist guide profession as his part time job till he completes his MBA and secures nice Job in a good company , Jalal worked hard on weekends and sometimes during vacations to earn some perks that would suffice their basic needs and most importantly his college fees .

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The words uttered by Jalal pricked the listener 's ears ...which kind of angered the person for some reason .

With his knitted brows and eyes still fixed on the ignorant boy sanjay called his wife in a voice audile enough even to the person sitting on the last seat of the bus .

He gazed up to look at the person who seemed angry and resumed back to his work shrugging his shoulder unable to fathom the reason behind his anger .

Where is gudiya Rukmini ji ?? He asked through his gritted teeth .

Must be somewhere , probably with some pedestrian ...Rekha, his sister laughed mockingly scrolling down the beads of her Jap mala .

Send someone to get her ...immediately ...he ordered in his heavy voice to which rukmini quickly pushed Akash to look for gudiya .

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Johla...Johla ...whel are u ?? His childlike voice from distance reached Jodha's ears making her turn around .

Waving her hand in the air to get his attention the girl in early twenties waited for him to see and reach her .

Johla nahi Jodha idiot ...once reached she playfully pulled the adorable 6 yr lad's nose who still had some problem while uttering few words...and resumed her previous work .

Uffo ...heal also started playing with birds ?? Shaking his head dramatically Akash rolled his eyes making Jodha laugh at his antics .

Im not playing buddhu ...im feeding these birds...she replied hitting his head when her eyes fell on a bird that seemed uneasy .

Akku look at that pigeon ...its hurr ...she uttered poiting her finger in the middle of the flock .

Johla ...how do u know its hult(hurt) ?? He battled his inquisitive eyes .

See its not able to walk properly ...getting a nod from him that he understood Jodha asked him to wait here itself and took a step ahead ...making the other pigeons fly ...but the injured one stayed there still trying to fly .

She quickly catched it and held it in her palms , checking the bird carefully thereafter she found the source of its pain . Its leg was bleeding .

Kneeling down she took an ointment from her leather bag which looked like a small medical shop rather then any normal hand bag and started applying the antiseptic cream on the birds leg .

The curious kid joined her too while she fished out a band aid and plastered it on the birds leg .

Pausing momenterily she checked the bird ..hmm ...looks perfect now ...getting up from the ground she cooed softly...hope u get fine soon pigi ...kissing the bird's head that laid securely in her hands she started feeding the pigeon herself gracing a gentle smile on her lips .

Johla Johla ...can i also feed it ?? The amused lad asked to which Jodha readily agreed and made him sit besides her so that he too could feed the bird when something striked her mind .

By the way ...what r u doing here ??

Uffo ...i folgot ...Johla , Dadu is calling u ...bus is about to leave ...bhaago (run)...he exclaimed getting up on his legs .

Akku why didnt u tell me earlier ?? She glared with her hands on her waist .

All because of u Johla ...u made me feed the bird ..thus i folgot...playing smart he blamed Jodha making her roll her eyes .

Leave it ...u go first ohk , i will be there soon ... i cant leave the bird just like that right .

Hmm !! He ran to the bus waiting for them ...while she stayed back for a minute to plan something for the bird .

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Whats ur name ?? The elderly person asked in his stern voice .

R u asking me ?? Pulling off his ear plugs he looked at the man standing in front of him .

Yes ,im asking u ...whats ur name ...he repeated again with the same attitude .

JALAL ...JALAL MOHAMMAD ..ur tourist guide...he answered as nicely as possible .

Jalal ?? Thinking momentarily sanjay asked again...R u a muslim ?

Yes , I am , he replied with a "so what " look .

Seriously ? He roared at the top of his lungs , he disliked the boy at the first place looking at his looks , carefree attitude and dressing sense...later his comment angered him and now knowing his religion added fuel to his aversion, an immence hatred for no reason rushed through his senses .

Vishal ...screaming out his son's name sanjay asked him to call the agency through which he booked this bus who provided the guide as well .

In a gif vishal came to him dialing the agency's number in between .

Here Babusa ...giving the mobile to his father he stood nearby silently .

How dare u ...how dare u allot a muslim as our tourist guide ? Sanjay's voice boomed in the bus while his body shaked in anger .

Excuse me sir ...who r u ?? His question stirred his anger more .

Who am i ?? Taking a sharp breath he replied ...I m sanjay pandey , we booked a bus month before for jaipur to vaishnodevi ...and ...

Just a minute sir ...let me check your details in computer ...asking him to wait the person at the other end stayed silent for few minutes testing his patience .

Yes sir ...the bus is on time and already reached the station sir ...the person spoke back into the speaker .

I know that Mr ,and im in bus only ...but ...he was again cut in between .

Then ?? Whats the problem sir ?? The person enquired puzzled .

Problem is the tourist guide ... he ...

The person at the other end again inturupted him triggering his anger more .

Jalal ...Jalal Mohammad ...is ur guide sir and trust me he is the best we can provide and im sure u wont have any complians against him ...have a safe and happy journey sir ...The travel agency man hung the call quickly .

It wasnt new for him to hear people objecting Jalal at first...and later changing their opinion and most importantly Jalal knew his work best ...he has been doing for them from years at quite a less amount ,others would demand ...so he always ignored such calls against him .

He cut the call ?? Seriously ...the agitated man gritted his teeth .

Now a muslim will guide hindus to temples ? Like really , a man with absolute zero knowledge of hinduism will stake us to our gods .

How ? A person who doesnt know who shri Rama is and who krishna is ? Who is the goddess of wealth and who is saraswati ? Will lead us to our holy place ??

The people who kills and consumes our sacred animal will teach us how to worship our gods ? What an irony ...

Shri Rama or shri krishna ...Jalal's voice reverbrated in the bus his clear confident voice ceased sanjay pandey's jabber ...Narsimha or vamana , all r avatars of one god vishnu , goddess of wealth is Maa lakshmi and maa saraswati is the goddess of learning .

Regarding the eating habits , thats ones choice sir ...like one cant comment when others have pork similarly ..others shouldt say a word while eating beef .

Besides as far as im concerned ...i respect all religion equally sir ...becoz i belive in god and god has no religion . We r not hindus , nor muslim , nor sikh ,nor isai ...we r humans and all humans r euqual to god's eyes .

Moreover i beleive religion doesnt matter when the person knows his job ...so instead of worrying about my work why dont u look for ur concerned person who hasnt reached yet ...We r already getting late ... u see .

The nerve of this boy ...

Taking pandeyji's anger to the top notch level Jalal calmly stepped back and stood on the foot step of the bus looking out while vishal took back his father to the seat calming him down .

Johla jaldi !!!bus chali jayegi !! As Jalal looked out ,he mused at the sight in front...a cute boy standing near the four wheeler called out for someone pan ting heavily .

On a second thought Jalal remembered he was the same boy who went on to get back pandey ji's relative ...Gudiya .

Finally this "GUDIYA" is back ...we can leave now ... he sighed rolling his eyes and was about to plug in his ear phones but something stopped him .

Coming Akku ...

The sudden whistling sound silenced all the commuters. The brief muteness lead to soft female voice that sounded more like a melody to the listener's ears.

Jalal saw a beautiful young lass with an alluring face calm and serene as fine as a portrait cladded in a beautiful elegant white chudidhar and a pigeon in her hands came running towards the same bus he was in .

Even though the dress was simple yet it exalted her prepossessing persona . Everything around Jalal blurred while time seemed to have come to a standstill .

The continous sounds of honking vehicles , ear deafening loud music from three wheeler, verbal voices , everything seemed muted .

The girl defined beauty with her round face , pink luscious lips , sharp nose and a pair of khol filled doe shaped dark brown orbs . As ordinary as they seemed to everyone , for Jalal they were the most fine pair of eyes he had ever seen . As deep as an ocean in which once drowned one could never surface back ...atleast not anytime soon Jalal thought the girl was an angel from heaven .

Something fluttered inside in his stomach while he found himslef staring at the girl just like that ...which was weird actually and Jalal knew it ,thus wanted to look away but he simply couldn't .

As she reached the bus few of her family members called out to her asking her to get into the bus that was already been running late while the old lady with her Jap mala looked more irritated than before and gritted her teeth to showcase her displeasure over this delay.

But nothing seemed to bother jodha as she was too involved in placing the little birdie in her hands inside a small cage which she bought at the last moment that caused the delay .

Spreading her frangrance all around she stepped inside and walked towards a lady who looked like her mother .

she held the bird in one hand and with the other she held her one ear and uttered " sorry maa" ... and smiled the prettiest smile when she had been forgiven for the delay she caused .

At that moment , Jalal realised he has lost his heart , Jalal felt he no longer belonged to this mortal world ...his eyes unconsiously trailed aside on the lady with whom the girl was communicating ...and surprising the lady turned out to be ...pandey ji's wife Rukmini .

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Shit ...she is "Gudiya"?? !! And Double shit ... she is that oldie's daughter !!

...so guys here's the first chap ...sorry for keeping u all waiting but u people being kind and generous pls pardon us ...😳

Let us know ur views about the first chap ...pretty pls ...

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