saras was sitting in his office in dubai..the last day of the weekend..the staff was excited its friday, busy wrapping up their work and eagerly waiting to join their family, the day every employee look forward to..
but saras was not happy,,there was no eagerness on his face..he did not want to enjoy the friday..he did not have anything to look forward to..he wanted to stay in the office and finish his pending work which he had once neglected when he too wanted to go home and have a chat with his beloved..kumud sundari..
sitting in his office behind the pile of files and endless e mails to read, he could not focus on his work..he kept on thinking of what had happened in flashback!..why he wrote the letter to kumud denying everything that happened between them, for him his work, his responsibility, his father's desire to see him rule the world and be the wealthiest took toll on a man who was deeply romantically involved with a beautiful woman..
he never wanted to hurt her for he knew she will never stay happy with him, just like his mother was not with his father..his responsibilities as a son and a businessman weighed more than him being deeply involved with someone who would have been a distraction and a deviation from the path he was instructed or obliged to follow..
he did not want to do this, but he had to, he had to let kumud go and get married to someone else..he wanted all the happiness for her..he wanted her to have a complete family life where his husband is just hers and not bound to anything more important than her..
he was incomplete without her..he realized it more when he made that hasty decision of separating himself from her..but he was happy that she is happily married and living in peace with her husband..at least that is what he was told...
he could not focus, therefore locked his office and left..he decided to take a walk down the street before he heads home..while he was walking he heard the same enchanting sound of the payal that mesmerized him on the very first site of kumud..the sound that was related to his past..his mother..then kumud..and now this..a soft smile enlightened his face..his eyes closed as he wanted to enjoy it..he felt just like a child that stops crying on hearing a familiar sound..he opened his eyes to see the source..he saw a female clad in a burka walking past him..all he could see was her eyes..their eyes met and she turned her face the other way and passed him by giving him an angry look...
pl comment if u like the prologue..this is my first ff that i am trying to write..pl share ur views..will be looking forward hearing from u all..will continue if i get a good response..thanks!