Chapter 7
R - No. This is just a bad dream. This is just a bad dream. Wake up Raghav…. Waaakeee upppp…..
And Raghav got up on his bed. Shouting. Pallavi…. Pallaaavviiiii……
Raghav…
He heard the voice haunting and soothing him for past two years. The endless torcher of every night with the peace of able to hear her voice always made him wondered if it’s a nightmare or a dream come true. Every night he embrace her and beg for few more beats because that’s his destiny now. He was in his personal hell, the one of his own making. It lures him because he can be with her. And as every night, the endless cycle repeats. He saw her and pulled her in his embrace.
R - U r not leaving me anytime from now onwards. I just can’t be without u. U r not leaving me again. Please… please don’t leave me Pallavi. Please don’t leave me.
He felt pain subsiding. He felt his world in his arms. He felt melting of the frozen trash. He felt two hands holding him like they aimed to bring all the broken pieces together and make him one. He was being healed. He was being made whole again. He was being given his breath. His pain seemed to have been answered. And this is something he can’t allow.
R - No... No. That can’t happen. No… not after what I have done. This cannot happen to me. It has to stay this way. Pain has to stay this way. I have to stay this way. Leave me…Leave me….
And he pushed the comfort to bring himself back to his kingdom of agony. He has to stay here. He needs to stay here. The rage dawned his eyes and the stare clearly wrote essays of impending doom for the person in their sight.
R – What the hell are you doing here Sarika, in my room and in my mansion? How dare you step in this place and who the hell are you to wear Pallavi’s clothes?
This guy has reflexes of a fox. Even in the condition he was, he figured out its me. Not bad Ghamandi Rao.
R – I asked something. What the hell are you doing in my room? And how the hell you entered my house. Security… Security…
A guard came running to his room scared to death.
SG – Yes... Yes sir.
R – Am I paying you to sleep or what? How this entered in mansion? Are you guys drunk or…
S – Hello… Mr. Raghav Rao. What do you mean by this? I have a name and it doesn’t start with Ghamandi and ends at Rao. I love my name so use it instead of this and that.
R – Shut up… shut the f*** up. How the hell you entered in mansion.
SG – Sir… Farhad sir dropped her here and asked not to disturb you as you were at the bar.
R – Call Farhad now and don’t show me your face till he is with you. Get lost. And you... Just remove these clothes this very second.
S – Oh hello... You seemed a little shaken so I just hugged to comfort you. Don’t get any wrong ideas. I know karate.
She is really testing my patience Pallavi.
S – Huh… you said something?
R – No and listen. Firstly, keep your mouth shut. And secondly, who the hell want to do anything with you? I have seen much hotter girls in much lesser clothes then this. So don’t worry, today is not your lucky day.
S –Veda Manus… Now you are crossing your limit. You… wait I will teach you...
R – Ms. Sarika Sawant. The next word you speak will put you in train to your hometown. So choose your words very carefully.
Sarika went silent with frustration clearly visible on her face. Raghav dialed to his right hand man.
R -Farhad here… ASAP.
R –And you Ms. Sawant. Get lost from this room at this very moment and change these clothes and never again dare to touch anything belonging to Pallavi which is everything in this mansion or else no one will hear of Sarika Sawant again. Ardhamainda…
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Within fifteen minutes everyone required was in hall.
R –Farhad without any excuse just tell me, what is Ms. Sarika doing in RR mansion and how the hell she took ‘her’ clothes.
F –Anna... It was late and Bhabhi had nowhere to go. And she will be living in her home only right. So I asked her to come.
Sarika gestured Raghav to pause as he was about to unleash on Farhad.
S –Raghav Sir… a minute before you start saying anything and then nobody can speak, I just need to add a small thing politely. Farhad… thanks for your concern but I am not your Bhabhi. I got it that I look like her but I am not her so stop using Bhabhi as I can’t take my name added with such arrogant people who don’t even have decency or courtesy to respect another individual. We get it. We all get it that you are in pain and you are the new gold standard for heartbroken hero and many Bollywood movies will be inspired by your life but that doesn’t give you any right to behave like this. We get it. You made a grave mistake which might have caused something unredeemable and only way you can think to get out of it is by punishing yourself. It would make all the sense to hard head like you but for us normal people it’s the most stupid thing you can ever do. I know this. You cannot pardon yourself. Then don’t. But dwelling on same mistake is like committing it again and again but this time to yourself. Repent all you want, do whatever it takes to redeem yourself but you need to move on. You can’t let past ruin your present and future Raghav. You need to let somethings go. You need to let her go.
The room fell silent. Raghav stood there looking at her as he wasn’t able to figure out if she is brave or stupid or both.
S -So, that’s my piece. Raghav sir… thank you. Now please continue.
Raghav gave her a stare and turned his attention to Farhad.
R –Farhad for the last time, she is not Pallavi. And the next time you try to pull any such stunt, you will be fired. Ardhamainda.
F –Why anna? How are you so sure that she is not bhabhi?
R –Farhad. Don’t push it. And you Ms. Sarika, don’t come in my sight till the time you are here or I will throw you out of mansion personally. Everyone leave.
Raghav turned to stairs as everybody disperse. She kept her gaze at him.
S – Why is he like this?
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R –Ved… I should have known. It can never be anybody else but you.
V – I always think of you my friend. It’s you who forget me every time. I thought to have some private conversation with you. So I planned this. The idea was to kill you basically. But I can’t do that in front of Bhabhi of course. What will she think of me?
R –Ved….
V – No...No Raghav. The bullets in my gun are faster than you and I don’t want to make Bhabhi widow again. I can’t be that bad of a brother in law right.
R –What do you want Ved?
Raghav teethed.
V –To kill you. Obviously. But I have changed my plan. Why to kill you when I can see you dying every day. What say?
An uncertain fear covered Raghav as he was seeing his worst nightmare about to happen.
V – So now, keep quite Raghav bro. Let me talk. Yes, So Bhabhi Ji… how is today for dying?
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