PART 5
Madhubala Singhania's room
Madhubala kicked the door of her room open. Her head was spinning wildly. She jumped on her bed and threw herself back on the pillows. Her gaze was fixed on the roof of her room which had a portrait of herself engraved on it. She pulled the spread on her and turned to the left cuddling the pillows and the spread. The effect of the drug was very sedative...she fell asleep in almost no time... Dipali opened the door and found her little princess sleeping. She instructed the domestic help to give her some food when she got up from bed.
Galleria Mall, Powai
Rishabh stood outside Baskin Robbins shop while his friends bought their favourite ice-creams. After the class, he had agreed for an Ice-Cream outing with friends which included his close friend, Nakul Dixit and Veer. While Nakul happened to be his friend from IIT,
Veer was his childhood buddy. Veer was pursuing Biotechnology as a career and happened to be a final year Bsc. (Hons.) student of Amity University and lately these three had become the closest of buddies.
Rishabh was busy on his phone with his professor who was briefing him about some assignment and project models...while Veer and Nakul were busy biting their ice-creams and eye-ing beautiful girls.
Nakul: yeah...look at that one...her legs are sexy...aren't they?
Veer: (thinking for a while) Aah...well no..! (Pointing in some other direction) she has better legs...tere waali ke legs are a bit plump...
Nakul: hmm...you're right buddy!
Rishabh finished his call and joined his buddies. They shut their mouth up fearing Rishabh would admonish them. "So, done with your ice-creams...can we go? I've a few assignments to catch up...!" Nakul and Veer narrowed their brows in disappointment. All the three of them started walking towards the exit. While chewing the cone of the ice-cream... Nakul spat out, "Rishi!"
Rishabh froze in his position and looked around to see if everything was right. He then arched a single brow which meant, he was waiting for an explanation. "How was your DATE!!!", Nakul interrogated curiously. Veer bit his tongue when he heard of Rishabh and "date". He turned Nakul towards himself, "WHAT DATE!!" Nakul smirked, "Rishi took Superstar Madhubala Singhania on a date from Poison Ivy last night..." Rishabh hit his head with his palm, "Nakul... do you really...and I mean...really think it was a date??" Veer looked confused, "Rishi, you went on a date with Ms. Sexy Legs?" Rishabh closed his eyes in frustration and took a deep breath "Nakul! Tu thappad khayega aaj... (to Veer) bhai! I was just being a humanitarian!! She was being eve-teased by Nakul's gang of spoilt brats...and I just took her away so that she is not harmed..." Veer and Nakul exchanged naughty looks. Rishabh clenched his fists, "Dare you guys show me that IRRITATING look of yours again...if you do...that will be your face and this will be my hand!" He showed his clenched fist in anger and walked away. He didn't know...it was just sheer trailer... he didn't know that soon, he would regret saving a Superstar.
Outside the Mall.
"Veer and Nakul have definitely lost it...how can they... *cinematic pause* ohh... of course they can! In fact...everyone thinks the same...why can't people understand that spending one night together doesn't mean doing something un-acceptable in the society...c'mon! I mean...what if she's a superstar...isn't she a human? Can't she be helped! Anyone present yesterday could have guessed that my gestures meant nothing more than those of a humanitarian... I didn't even check her out... neither did I flirt with her... how could I! There are some values which I have been brought up with... *thinking about his dad* He trusts on me... his soul...that is what is left in me...I have to cherish his dreams...I have to live those dreams for him", muttered Rishabh as he walked out of the mall with his packets. Almost suddenly...his way was blocked by cameras...lights...mikes...and reporters.
Reporter 1: Sir, how do you know Madhubala Singhania?
Reporter 2: Are you guys dating each other...
Rishabh was stunned. He didn't know how to react to all this. He tried to keep calm and continued to walk.
Reporter 3: Did you guys spend the night together??
Reporter 4: Is Madhubala Singhania pregnant with your child after yesterday night?
That was IT? Rishabh Kundra had tolerated enough of this non-sense. He caught one of the reporters by his collar and pulled him closer. "Madhubala was stuck between a gang of spoilt brats! I was just being HUMANITARIAN! I took her to my mother's place...THATS IT? Can you guys live with that??" He jerked the reporter away. The media dispersed as Rishabh took the cab back to Radha's one-room abode.
Radha Kundra's House.
Radha was restless. She had seen the news. His son was everywhere. "The boy who carried Madhubala away" was the headline that was being covered by almost all the channels and all the dailies. The cab stopped near her place and she ran out, almost sure of her son's home-coming. Rishabh looked pissed off. He pulled the packets, paid the driver and pushed the door close behind him. She followed him inside where she saw him throw the packets on the table and throw himself on the sofa. He held his forehead with his fingers and dropped his head down. "Such things happen Rishu...! You shouldn't bother!" she tried to pacify him. "Shouldn't bother?" he repeated her sentence, "How can I NOT? Maa, those guys linked me to that Superstar...and not just that...they think we had a night-stand and that Madhubala is pregnant with my kid" he yelled at her. Radha came and sat beside him. She caressed his shoulder and then his hairs, "Rishu, things are not always in our control! You didn't bring her home purposely, it just happened by destiny. You met her, saved her, brought her home and thats it! You shouldn't care what people say? Just remember one thing...always-
Agar log kya sochenge hai...yeh bhi hum hi sochne lage...
Toh bhala log kya karenge...
{If we start thinking as to what the other people will think,
What will the "other people" do?}
So remember, let people say what they wish...you should continue living your OWN life. You should not fear of failing anyone else, you should just fear in failing yourself! Never do anything which makes you ashamed of your own self! You get that?" She turned his face towards him and kissed his forehead. She patted her and then ordered her to freshen up for lunch. While moving to the washroom, he noticed the Superstar's pendant still positioned on the temple. He took it in his hands and opened the pendant to see her photograph.
Realizing... he shook his head and thought, "What was I just trying to do? Rishabh...stop gazing at that bratty megastar" he took a deep breath, placed the pendant in his pocket and went to his work.
The Singhania Residence
Madhubala Singhania yawned as she got up from bed. She hadn't changed her clothes or anything. With her eyes closed, she groped for her specs; yes she did manage to remove her contact lenses before sleeping. Those specs were her eyes. She opened her eyes to find herself sleeping on the bed in a reverse fashion. Her head was near the end of the bed. She got up and stretched herself...yelling for a cup of coffee. She settled herself in front of the mirror and for the first time, looked at herself in her full consciousness. There she saw, her tangled appearance; smudges kohl, rough hair, smudged lipstick and everything out of place. She moved down her gaze and popped her eyes to realize the presence of the shirt. She felt it with her fingers looking in the mirror and then pulled it closer to have an aroma of the shirt. It smelled beautiful and divine. She closed her eyes and sensed the aroma filling her lungs with each breath. The smell was indeed charismatic.
Her sub-conscious mind snapped her out of her reverie, thats how she had trained her mind. She never wished to get emotions govern her and so she had trained her mind to be absolutely heartless and vicious. She shook her head to be back to herself completely and then pulled the shirt out of her body for the first time after almost 12 hours. Holding the shirt in her hand, she fumed recollecting her almost tiff with that Alien Kundra. "I hate you...do you get that? I hate you?" she yelled and threw the shirt which alighted on her table. She went straight into her washroom and started removing the make-up with cotton and milk.
"Alien Kundra, you helped me out...I do owe you big time...but then you even tried to touch me..You're such a sucking moron! And a desperate jerk! I hate you...I won't return this shirt of yours ever...You will have to stay without for the rest of your life... do you get that! I don't care if you miss your shirt! I won't give it back to you..."
Shivu wonders, if she's doing this to take revenge or for her own self. She wants to keep his scent forever...right??
Half an hour later,
Madhubala sat inside her bathtub, full of rose petals and her favourite perfumed powders added to the lukewarm water which had been purified almost thrice more than normal water that was supplied to the city. Her LED TV played only her songs; her fashion shows; her public appearances; her movies... in short it was an LED Madhubala TV. She munched popcorn while she watched herself on the screen. Unconsciously, she groped for soap and then started applying it on her body... place around her neck...searching for her pendant. But it wasn't there...it was missing...her pendant...her father's only belonging...her father's only gift was missing. Tears formed in her eyes as she realized that the most PRICED possession of Madhubala Singhania was missing. She felt every corner of her tub with water, in order to find her missing locket. She yelled for Jessy, her maid who came in stammering. Jessy was asked about her locket and charged her to search for it with candles if required...
The Kundra's Mansion (err...really a mansion??)
Rishabh was sitting on the dining table and working on his model when he recalled his favourite shirt...been taken away by the Superstar for whom, he had to suffer so much of humiliation and unwanted media attention. "Superstar... *smirks*" Radha was chopping vegetables sitting on the table and gazing at Rishabh busy with his model. "Rishu" called Radha. He looked up at her...still working on his project. He had a pencil between his lips and his spectacles which had come down to his nose. "Ji" he responded.
Radha: I hope you've gotten over the Madhubala Chapter?
Rishabh smiled and nodded. He continued his work starting with measuring each of his model's parts and then sketching the basic layout. Hours passed away and it was time for dinner. Radha asked him if he wished to have his dinner which meant, stopping his work for awhile. That was not acceptable to him, especially when it came to his studies. He asked her to take her dinner and told her that he'd have his once his work was nearly done. She quickly served a plate full of his favourite dinner, Rajma Chaawal and then sat beside him near his work place. She carefully fed him each bite of his food as he worked with all his concentration.
Singhania Mansion
Heavy noises could be heard from outside the Mansion, as Superstar Madhubala, the hungry lioness roared in her den. "How can you guys be SO CARELESS??", yelled Madhubala. Her locket was missing. "I will TAKE EVERYONE TO THE POLICE STATION?" She yelled at all her servants, butlers, chefs, and drivers, laundry-girls and even Trash and Padmini. She was drunk. The pain of losing her most prized possession, her dad's only gift to her. She stood on her bed, still in her bath-rob... eyes red with pain and anguish; stern resolution and ferocious anger "Trash! You despo? If I come to know that you've anything to do with all this, you will pay for this girl..." She pulled her by her hairs and she screeched in pain. "MADHU" demanded Padmini, "How dare you touch my daughter like that?"
"Shut your damned mouth Mrs. Padmini SHAMSHER Singhania!"
...came a voice from behind. Madhubala looked back and saw Dipali standing. She wore skin-fit black pants and paired it with a pink kurti. She looked beautifully stunning.
"Dipali, aise baat karte hai apni Maa se?"
"Aap na hi bole toh achcha hoga Mrs. Singhania..."
"Kyun na bolu Dipali! Maa hu tumhari...!"
"Congrats...aapko ek baar yaad toh aaya ki Trash ke alava aapki do aur betiyan hai...Kaunse paper mein publish karwa du news? Padmini Singhani recalls her missing daughters! BREAKING NEWS..."
...taunted Dipali. She asked the servants to leave their room.
Dipali: Madhu! Get down from the bed at once.
Madhubala: Di...pls stay out of...
Dipali: ZIP UP! And come down... *smelling alcohol* you're not supposed to enter this house or have anything until this effect is gone' GET OUT!
She yelled. Madhubala puffed her cheeks and walked out in pain. She wasn't in her sense. While walking down, she checked everywhere she could...with a bottle of alcohol in her hand...and eyes fixed on any place which could possibly get her pendant back to her...
Precap
Madhubala reaches Poison Ivy searching for her lost pendant
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Edited by .BadtameezDil. - 12 years ago
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