FF - No Reservations! Completed! - Page 2

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Chapter Two

"Angry? That's not what I feel now!"

Megha's voice was trembling and she took efforts to stop the tears from rolling down her cheeks. There was nothing left that can be saved in the painting now. Her delivery would be cancelled and her expected plans were going to fail thus failing her future.

"I don't think I can replace that" The young man's voice showed how guilty he was for what happened

"No you can't! But thanks for your offer" She was gazing into the ruined work while all those days of her timely presence, every morning, on the terrace were glaring on the canvas

"I am so sorry. I understand that you are the artist and this was your work" He tried to pick the board while Megha stopped him. She turned away controlling herself from crying

"If you can tell me the cost involved, I am willing to pay for the supplies" And he paused before adding "though I know that I can't pay for the time and effort that you had spent"

The moment those words were out, Mohan realized that he had come to know of something that money couldn't buy. As a wealthy entrepreneur, managing a company of 500 plus employees, he never had worries about making deals with his clients, whatever the money was involved for his status. He was famous for his daredevil attitude doing anything beyond limits, to keep his success on target.

"David, I wouldn't need the drive to the hotel today!" Megha told David who was walking back to them with a box in his hand

"What happened?" David looked concerned and walked towards Megha

"I am afraid, I have some damage done here" Mohan declared to David

"How?" David turned to look at the new man

"I did not notice the damp pit and was avoiding my bike hitting the van. By then it was too late for me, to save the painting"

Mohan remembered the accident how it all happened. When he took his hi-tech motorcycle into the pit, his eyes glanced through the painting that came into his sight, as the paper drapery covering it swayed in the breeze. He couldn't curse better how exactly the timing matched when the picture was full in view and the dirt splashed on it, exactly to make the necessary damage.

"Shall I get something for you to drink?" David asked Megha. As she nodded a yes, he ran inside Renu's house which held many young girls as paying guests in it

"Please tell me, how I can make this up to you!" Megha heard Mohan's voice near her

Megha stood on the porch holding her head, unable to focus on anything around her. She turned away hearing Mohan's plea and Mohan sensed that she was trying to hold back the tears, she didn't want him to see. The fact that he didn't even know the girl's name but he had made her cry, stung him sharply.

"Anything that I can do minimize this impact on you?" He questioned himself as he asked her

Megha felt that this man wanted to take some responsibility for his actions but wasn't sure what he was willing to offer. From her past bitter experiences she had learnt not to expect anything from any man. She wiped her face and turned to look at him without any expression. She found him handsome and attractive but she also felt amidst his kindness he was little shallow. Or maybe it was his stylish motorcycle and trendy outfits which made her think he was one of those men who just liked to pass through life without commitments.

Am I prejudging him? Her inner voice questioned her

Mohan stared into the eyes that were staring at him in question. He didn't know whether it was right to think that way about the girl in her state, but he found those eyes very pretty and expressive. Suddenly he had a feeling to touch her cheeks and wipe the tears from there. He chided himself for the eerie thoughts flushing inside him.

It must be sympathy! He convinced himself in his mind

Though he was only 27, he believed himself to be old from his peers. He credited his maturity with his own experiences which started early in his life. But he never repented for having led a serious life not falling for simple pleasures of life. He was proud of himself for valuing the practicalities of any lifestyle.

And now he was not sure whether there was any practical solution to the mess that he had caused in somebody else's life.

David returned with a glass of water

"What is your name, handsome stranger?" David asked Mohan

"Mohan Bhatnagar. I am from Mumbai"

Mohan extended his hand which David shook firmly and said "I am David from DD Travels. And this is Megha Vyas" He finished the introduction swiftly before saying

Originally posted by: Pravesh.P

Poo as usual wonderful FF 👏.

You should try to so script writing for tv,👍🏼 👏

Even though the industry doesn't deserve talented writers like you.

And sorry that I dint comment for your previous part.

Waiting for the next part eagerly 😃