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Battle of The Hearts
Part 1
The night was young and so were the people who were making the dancefloor unsave dancing to their heart content. Everybody seemed full of energy and happy, but there was one lost soul. He sat at the bar. His head hanging down, his eyes all red and gazy fixed on a couple dancing not far from him. They didnt seem to notice him or anyone else for that matter. They were too busy with themselves. He was holding his glas full of liquor with his right hand, while he formed a fist with his left hand. The music was beating in his head and by every minute that passed his terrible headache seemed to increase. He kept drinking without averting his gaze from the couple, especially the girl. According to him she was looking absolutely dashing in her high heel boots, short skirt and top. Her dark hair was dancing behind her back and her kohl eyes seemed to see nothing else but her dancing partner. 'Shiv, this is enough yaar. They don't deserve it. Why are you killing yourself?!' Shiv recognized Ipshita's voice. He laughed out loud and tried to turn his heavy head towards her. 'Killing myself? They have killed me a million times already!'. He pronounced the words slowly and in a stuttering way. It was clear that he was drunk. It took him much effort to lift his head and look straight in the eyes of his friend. He couldn't make out to speak to which of the three Iphista's that where standing in front of him. 'Are yaar stop moving around!' Ipshita felt so bad for Shiv and wished she could do something for him. She hold his shoulders to sustain him and prevent him from falling off his chair. He kept brabbeling things to her, while she convinced him to get up and leave. After what seemed a century she managed to drag him out of the disco , to the parking lot. They had almost reached Shiv's car and he kept making funny guestures and walking unsteadily, making it a hell job for his friend to hold him. She tried her best to reason with him, but he wasnt in a mood to listen. He pushed her off him and walked towards his car, not able to set one straight step. 'Ipshita, get in get in. Today we will celebrate the end of my life. Where are you? Come! Ill take you to a nice restaurant and we will dance, till our feet will hurt us. Who needs this disco anyways. We will have fun, far away from here!' His laughed hystarically in an attempt to control the tears that invaded his eyes. Ipshita tried her best to convince him not to drive and give her the keys, but Shiv was admanant. She didnt have a choice but to get into the car.
Kaya felt how her feet couldnt bear her no more. She has been wandering the streets form early morning. She had tried to stop, to take a rest, but her sister didnt allow her. 'Gauri didi! I'm tired I can't take it anymore.' Gauri turned around and saw how exhausted her little sister was leaning on a traffic light. She walked away from the car she was standing next to and hold her sister. She knew she has been harsh on Kaya, but what could she do. The live of the streets was hard. She quickly took the tissue box out of her little sisters hands. 'Alright Kaya. You go and sit there infront of that closed shop. I will continue to work for a little while. Tonight is a beautiful night. It's saturday night and rich people are going out to enjoy there lives. Every rupee we will get, will be good.' Kaya just nodded her head and went to drop herself on the cold ground. She looked at her sister who had already turned back to the cars. Trying to sell tissue boxes and flowers and cleaning the windows, in a attempt to get some money. Kaya watched how fancy cars stopped at the traffic lights. How boy hit on her sisters and how girls laughed at her. She saw how men insulted her and how woman closed their car windows scared to catch some kind of disease from her. Kaya smiled as Gauri never gave up. She would curse those bad people and try her luck with other sweettalking them to buy something from her or let her clean their windows and mirrors. Kaya closed her eyes for a while and burried her head in her arms. All she could wish for right now was a shower, a hot meal and a comfortable bed. She felt how a hot tear fled from her eye at this wish and she laughed at herself thinking 'You silly girl. People dream of fancy car and huge houses and all you want is a decent meal.
Gauri took a deep breath and put her best smile on when a brand new BMW approaced her. The window of the driver seat was down and she could see a young men sitting. The music coming out of his car filled the noisy street. Gauri screamed in an attempt to be heared by the handsome hunk. 'Goodevening sir. I hope you had a nice day sir. I can see you and your wife must have enjoyed a great party. Here sir, please take this flower for your wife, so your life together will blossem just as the red rose.' With a big smile she handed the rose to Shiv. He just kept starring at her. Annoyed by her go happy nature. She kept talking and talking. He tried his best to ignore her but he couldnt. Just when he was about to close his window, he changed his mind. Out of the blue he grabbed the rose out of Gauri's hand. She got scared and stepped back looking at him with wide eyes. 'Well since you insist miss, thank you!' And without saying anything else he pushed the button of his seatwindow and got himself seperated from Gauri. Ipshita was shocked at Shiv's behaviour, but she knew he was not in his senses. Gauri on the other hand didnt have any reason to bear Shiv and she angrily knocked on his blackened window. Shiv with a sigh dropped the glass a little and gave her a deadly annoying look. 'Now what?' Gauri couldnt believe the guy. 'Mera paisa sir. You took the rose but didnt pay for it.' Shiv rolled his eyes and said: 'Whats your problem? You begged me to take the rose and I did, so what do you want from me now?! Please leave me alone and get lost!' Shive made a waving gesture with his hand as if he was slapping away an annoying bug. But Gauri didnt let him scare her and with full confidence replied back to him. 'Sir Im not a beggar, I work for my money and all I want from you right now is money!' Shiv laughed out loud and opened his door. He got out of his car and stood right infront of Gauri topping over her and looking down at her with a wicked smile on his face. Ipshita felt that something bad was going to happen. She quickly got out of the car and walk towards Shiv. Before she could say anything he raised his hand as a sign that he didnt want to hear anything from her. She had a hard time standing up straight and still. He kept giving Gauri some evil looks and then grabbed her arm, making her drop the roses and the two tissue boxes she was holding down. In the meantime the traffic light had gone to green and back to red again. The people behind Shiv started to get angry and blow their horns, but he couldnt care less. Infact he didnt even notice the big massa of people that got out of their cars, that stopped walking and driving down the street and all gathered around him. He was holding Gauri in a tight grip and bent down to her breathing into her ears. 'What did you say? You want money?' Gauri smelt his alcohol breath and she felt her stomach getting upset. She realised the guy was drunk and she was scared, but she refused to show it. She tried to pull herself out of his tight grip and as she looked him right in the face she replied back. 'Yes, you heard me right. I want my money!' Shiv pushed her away and laughed out loud. Gauri felt the pain in her arm, but didnt give a kick. Instead she kept looking at Shiv as if challanging him. She was wondering why he was wearing sunglasses as it night, but quickly decided to herself that it must be one of those cool things rich people do. 'Achha accha.', Shiv said. 'Well you know, who ever wants money has to work for it.' He sniffled as he once again came close to her. Everyone around them was holding their breaths. From all the men standing there watching, no of them bothered to interfere. It was as if they were watching a Bollywood movie, eagerly waiting for the next scene. 'Well Ill make you a deal. I have this good butler, who works very hard. So hard he has no time to have a wife or girlfriend. Since he has always been a very good and faithfull employee I want to gift him something, or its better to say someone. Ill gift you to him to be his girlfriend for a night and Ill give you whatever money you want. Thats what you girls always want right. MONEY! So do we have a deal?' Gauri was frozen to her spot. She couldnt believe what she had just heard. She has been living on the streets long enough to hear all the dirty talk people could think of. She was running away from guys who tried to hurt her and take her pride and honor more than she was running to give herself and her sister a nice meal. But never did she ever think that a sophisticated man would treat her like this and say such things to her, just because she was asking for what was rightfully hers. She felt disgusted and before she knew what she was doing she gave Shiv a tight slap. And another one. She then grabbed his collar and snatched away the sunglasses from his eyes. 'It's true that I'm living on the streets. And its true that these streets are filled with dust and filth and its true that Im poor and dont have much money, but its also true that Im rich at heart and Im cleaner that you or the people of your kind will ever be. You are one disgusting fellow. I curse you for a lifetime! One day you will come across yourself and you will repent for humilating and mistreating a poor orphan infront of all these people. Take the rose and take your money. The rose wont make me poorer and your money wont make you richer!'She spitted right in his face dropped his glasses, picked up her roses and tissue boxes and walked away, trying to find her way through the silent massa who were standing watching her. Leaving a stunned Shiv and a teary Ipshita behind her.
Part 1
The night was young and so were the people who were making the dancefloor unsave dancing to their heart content. Everybody seemed full of energy and happy, but there was one lost soul. He sat at the bar. His head hanging down, his eyes all red and gazy fixed on a couple dancing not far from him. They didnt seem to notice him or anyone else for that matter. They were too busy with themselves. He was holding his glas full of liquor with his right hand, while he formed a fist with his left hand. The music was beating in his head and by every minute that passed his terrible headache seemed to increase. He kept drinking without averting his gaze from the couple, especially the girl. According to him she was looking absolutely dashing in her high heel boots, short skirt and top. Her dark hair was dancing behind her back and her kohl eyes seemed to see nothing else but her dancing partner. 'Shiv, this is enough yaar. They don't deserve it. Why are you killing yourself?!' Shiv recognized Ipshita's voice. He laughed out loud and tried to turn his heavy head towards her. 'Killing myself? They have killed me a million times already!'. He pronounced the words slowly and in a stuttering way. It was clear that he was drunk. It took him much effort to lift his head and look straight in the eyes of his friend. He couldn't make out to speak to which of the three Iphista's that where standing in front of him. 'Are yaar stop moving around!' Ipshita felt so bad for Shiv and wished she could do something for him. She hold his shoulders to sustain him and prevent him from falling off his chair. He kept brabbeling things to her, while she convinced him to get up and leave. After what seemed a century she managed to drag him out of the disco , to the parking lot. They had almost reached Shiv's car and he kept making funny guestures and walking unsteadily, making it a hell job for his friend to hold him. She tried her best to reason with him, but he wasnt in a mood to listen. He pushed her off him and walked towards his car, not able to set one straight step. 'Ipshita, get in get in. Today we will celebrate the end of my life. Where are you? Come! Ill take you to a nice restaurant and we will dance, till our feet will hurt us. Who needs this disco anyways. We will have fun, far away from here!' His laughed hystarically in an attempt to control the tears that invaded his eyes. Ipshita tried her best to convince him not to drive and give her the keys, but Shiv was admanant. She didnt have a choice but to get into the car.
Kaya felt how her feet couldnt bear her no more. She has been wandering the streets form early morning. She had tried to stop, to take a rest, but her sister didnt allow her. 'Gauri didi! I'm tired I can't take it anymore.' Gauri turned around and saw how exhausted her little sister was leaning on a traffic light. She walked away from the car she was standing next to and hold her sister. She knew she has been harsh on Kaya, but what could she do. The live of the streets was hard. She quickly took the tissue box out of her little sisters hands. 'Alright Kaya. You go and sit there infront of that closed shop. I will continue to work for a little while. Tonight is a beautiful night. It's saturday night and rich people are going out to enjoy there lives. Every rupee we will get, will be good.' Kaya just nodded her head and went to drop herself on the cold ground. She looked at her sister who had already turned back to the cars. Trying to sell tissue boxes and flowers and cleaning the windows, in a attempt to get some money. Kaya watched how fancy cars stopped at the traffic lights. How boy hit on her sisters and how girls laughed at her. She saw how men insulted her and how woman closed their car windows scared to catch some kind of disease from her. Kaya smiled as Gauri never gave up. She would curse those bad people and try her luck with other sweettalking them to buy something from her or let her clean their windows and mirrors. Kaya closed her eyes for a while and burried her head in her arms. All she could wish for right now was a shower, a hot meal and a comfortable bed. She felt how a hot tear fled from her eye at this wish and she laughed at herself thinking 'You silly girl. People dream of fancy car and huge houses and all you want is a decent meal.
Gauri took a deep breath and put her best smile on when a brand new BMW approaced her. The window of the driver seat was down and she could see a young men sitting. The music coming out of his car filled the noisy street. Gauri screamed in an attempt to be heared by the handsome hunk. 'Goodevening sir. I hope you had a nice day sir. I can see you and your wife must have enjoyed a great party. Here sir, please take this flower for your wife, so your life together will blossem just as the red rose.' With a big smile she handed the rose to Shiv. He just kept starring at her. Annoyed by her go happy nature. She kept talking and talking. He tried his best to ignore her but he couldnt. Just when he was about to close his window, he changed his mind. Out of the blue he grabbed the rose out of Gauri's hand. She got scared and stepped back looking at him with wide eyes. 'Well since you insist miss, thank you!' And without saying anything else he pushed the button of his seatwindow and got himself seperated from Gauri. Ipshita was shocked at Shiv's behaviour, but she knew he was not in his senses. Gauri on the other hand didnt have any reason to bear Shiv and she angrily knocked on his blackened window. Shiv with a sigh dropped the glass a little and gave her a deadly annoying look. 'Now what?' Gauri couldnt believe the guy. 'Mera paisa sir. You took the rose but didnt pay for it.' Shiv rolled his eyes and said: 'Whats your problem? You begged me to take the rose and I did, so what do you want from me now?! Please leave me alone and get lost!' Shive made a waving gesture with his hand as if he was slapping away an annoying bug. But Gauri didnt let him scare her and with full confidence replied back to him. 'Sir Im not a beggar, I work for my money and all I want from you right now is money!' Shiv laughed out loud and opened his door. He got out of his car and stood right infront of Gauri topping over her and looking down at her with a wicked smile on his face. Ipshita felt that something bad was going to happen. She quickly got out of the car and walk towards Shiv. Before she could say anything he raised his hand as a sign that he didnt want to hear anything from her. She had a hard time standing up straight and still. He kept giving Gauri some evil looks and then grabbed her arm, making her drop the roses and the two tissue boxes she was holding down. In the meantime the traffic light had gone to green and back to red again. The people behind Shiv started to get angry and blow their horns, but he couldnt care less. Infact he didnt even notice the big massa of people that got out of their cars, that stopped walking and driving down the street and all gathered around him. He was holding Gauri in a tight grip and bent down to her breathing into her ears. 'What did you say? You want money?' Gauri smelt his alcohol breath and she felt her stomach getting upset. She realised the guy was drunk and she was scared, but she refused to show it. She tried to pull herself out of his tight grip and as she looked him right in the face she replied back. 'Yes, you heard me right. I want my money!' Shiv pushed her away and laughed out loud. Gauri felt the pain in her arm, but didnt give a kick. Instead she kept looking at Shiv as if challanging him. She was wondering why he was wearing sunglasses as it night, but quickly decided to herself that it must be one of those cool things rich people do. 'Achha accha.', Shiv said. 'Well you know, who ever wants money has to work for it.' He sniffled as he once again came close to her. Everyone around them was holding their breaths. From all the men standing there watching, no of them bothered to interfere. It was as if they were watching a Bollywood movie, eagerly waiting for the next scene. 'Well Ill make you a deal. I have this good butler, who works very hard. So hard he has no time to have a wife or girlfriend. Since he has always been a very good and faithfull employee I want to gift him something, or its better to say someone. Ill gift you to him to be his girlfriend for a night and Ill give you whatever money you want. Thats what you girls always want right. MONEY! So do we have a deal?' Gauri was frozen to her spot. She couldnt believe what she had just heard. She has been living on the streets long enough to hear all the dirty talk people could think of. She was running away from guys who tried to hurt her and take her pride and honor more than she was running to give herself and her sister a nice meal. But never did she ever think that a sophisticated man would treat her like this and say such things to her, just because she was asking for what was rightfully hers. She felt disgusted and before she knew what she was doing she gave Shiv a tight slap. And another one. She then grabbed his collar and snatched away the sunglasses from his eyes. 'It's true that I'm living on the streets. And its true that these streets are filled with dust and filth and its true that Im poor and dont have much money, but its also true that Im rich at heart and Im cleaner that you or the people of your kind will ever be. You are one disgusting fellow. I curse you for a lifetime! One day you will come across yourself and you will repent for humilating and mistreating a poor orphan infront of all these people. Take the rose and take your money. The rose wont make me poorer and your money wont make you richer!'She spitted right in his face dropped his glasses, picked up her roses and tissue boxes and walked away, trying to find her way through the silent massa who were standing watching her. Leaving a stunned Shiv and a teary Ipshita behind her.
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