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ab kya kare Abhay aisa hi hai:-);-) and thanks dear:-)Originally posted by: raichandroxx
wat is rudeness????? some shud come across d grt ABHAY zarur pta chal jayega...!
he is soo mean
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ab kya kare Abhay aisa hi hai:-);-) and thanks dear:-)Originally posted by: raichandroxx
wat is rudeness????? some shud come across d grt ABHAY zarur pta chal jayega...!
he is soo mean
Correct dear:-) thanks...Originally posted by: rashi.rose
<font color="#cc3300">Wowww... AWESOME update dear:) and Abhay to Abhay hi Rahega;)😉😆 Attitde ki Dukan😃</font>
so sweet:-) Thanks a lot dear:-) I m really happy:-) u like it:-)Originally posted by: visufansona
its quite intresting...i was thinkg 4 suprnatrul ...bt its ok.
nw dinnr main main abhiya plz..wht abt thir 1st meeting...raj hi raj...
...nxt time big updat plz.
thnx..
no there is a Mistry... You'll know soon dear:-) andThanks a lot dear:-) I m really glad:-) u like it:-) I'll update tomorrow...Originally posted by: anjali0111
<font color="#990099" size="2">nice update!!!!!!!!!</font>
<font color="#990099" size="2">so there is no supernaturals in story...but then who is abhay??? n what was all that pia's granpa stories n that night being special..n everything...was that for jus an added effect????</font><font color="#990099" size="2"></strong></font><font color="#990099" size="2">pia remembered abhay...but he was so mean to her...he did'nt remember her????</font><font color="#990099" size="2"></font><font color="#990099" size="2"><strong>continue soon.</font>
hmmm why is Abhay rude to Pia;-) well There is a Big mistry in it:-)... You'll know soon dear:-) Aakhir hai to Abhiya story na;-) dono bahut jaldi Friends ban jayenge;-):-)... And Thanks a lot dear:-)
Poor Pia got blasted by Abhay why is he so rude to her. and howcome he didn't recognize her at all. And Pias mother is a bit too much. Noe the poor thing has to go with Tea.
~~Chapter 5~~
"When did you come from college Pia…did your mother tell you…the tenants have come," he beamed.
Just then Rishi came running into the kitchen, with a cricket bat in hand. The smell from the kitchen had been delicious enough to force him to make a stop there before joining his friends for a match on the ground near the house.
Grandpa came and sat in the empty chair next to her.
"Shaurya Singh is a good man", he nodded appreciatively, "and that boy…there is something about him…something familiar…" he frowned in concentration, " and he was so quiet…hardly spoke a word or two when he was here, and I didn't feel it was because he was shy...do you think he was feeling shy," he asked Madhu.
"I have made your favourite onion pakodas, father," Madhu interrupted and hurriedly filled a plate and handed it to him.
Grandpa exclaimed in delight and bounced off with the plate towards the living room, forgetting all about Abhay and the mystery behind Pia's amusement.
The room right opposite the steps was the biggest room in the house and had a big sturdy bed, a sizeable cupboard and a wooden table and chair facing a big window that opened onto the small locality with the temple in the centre.
"This room is perfect for you, Your Highness," Shaurya Singh said.
"No," Abhay responded, "You will take this room, Baba. I'll take one of the other rooms."
Abhay walked into the room to the left of Shaurya Singh's room. This room was just a little smaller and had similar furnishings, and it had two big windows, one each on adjacent walls. He decided to take this room and walked over to the windows. One opened to the same scene as Baba's room.
But when he turned and walked to the other window, which was in the middle of the adjoining right-hand-side wall against which the bed was placed, he found himself looking at into an identical room in Prashant, some feet away. Even as he was looking, a young girl came into the room with a bag in hand. She placed the bag on the table, opened the cupboard, took out something and walked out of the room again.
Abhay immediately turned around to leave the room and saw Shaurya Baba standing at the door.
"Should I arrange this room for you, my lord?"
"No," Abhay said shortly, "I don't like the view from the windows. I'll take the room on the opposite side." And he walked past Baba and towards the staircase to return to the ground floor.
Mystified, Shaurya Singh remained standing there for an instant, wondering what was wrong with the view from the windows…they seemed perfectly fine to him…
***********************
Abhay walked around the huge living room, looking it over again, while Shaurya Singh sat on the rather old sofa planning the arrangement of furniture once the truck came with their belongings. Two empty cups of tea and a half eaten plate of pakodas were on the little centre table in front of the sofa.
"The house does seem to suit our need for peace and quiet," Abhay said slowly. "The area is calm and secluded, but is still close to the heart of the town."
"All the bedrooms are quite large, airy and have plenty of light coming in. Raghav was right," Shaurya Baba said approvingly, "The furniture is very old but the wood is of really good and long lasting quality. As for the rest, all our possessions from the previous house will arrive tomorrow."
"Hmmm…now just as long as the other neighbours are not like the guest we had this afternoon, I think we'll be fine."
Shaurya Singh kept silent this time.
Abhay sighed, "You can say it, Baba."
"Was there really any need to be so harsh with her," Shaurya Singh asked quietly.
"She came into this house without knocking," Abhay retorted, "It is important to set down some ground rules if we are going to live here for a while."
"But the poor girl didn't do it on purpose, my lord; she didn't know we were inside."
"Maybe…" Abhay shrugged impassively, "but she needs to know she can't do it again…and now she'll think twice before simply walking in here as and when she pleases…"
"That's what I'm hoping for…" Abhay said under his breath, before changing the topic and saying, "I'll take the bags upstairs to our rooms. We'll let this room remain vacant….for now…"
Shaurya Singh didn't ask what he meant and simply nodded.
Abhay went into the small bedroom, where they had temporarily kept the luggage while they inspected their new residence. He emerged with one of the heavy suitcases in one hand and the smaller bag in the other and climbed up the staircase to place them in the rooms above.
When he came down again, he saw Shaurya Singh coming out of the room with the other heavy suitcase in hand.
He strode over, took the bag from his hands, placed it on the floor and asked heatedly, "What were you doing, Baba?"
"These bones still have the old strength in them, my lord," Shaurya Singh said soothingly.
"Yes, I am sure you are very strong, Shaurya Baba," Abhay replied angrily, "In fact, I am sure that every night after I go to sleep you wear a mask and a cape and fly around the world rescuing people and fighting evil. But for my sake, please pretend that you have crossed 50 of age and shouldn't be lifting luggage that weighs twice as much as you…."
Ignoring Shaurya Singh's laughter, Abhay grasped the old man's upper arm and, with a gentleness that was in stark contrast to his tone, led him to the sofa again.
"Sit down," Abhay ordered grimly, "If you move an inch before I say so…"
Still chortling, Shaurya Baba nodded in response to the warning in the unfinished sentence and said, "As you wish…."
With a look that said 'you better do as I wish', Abhay picked up the bag and moved towards the stairway, saying loudly, "And don't you dare end that sentence with 'my lord'".
"…my son," Sumer Singh fondly completed his sentence in the empty living room.
He looked like a school boy who was being punished for some mischief, Pia thought, and fought down a laugh.
Then she took a deep calming breath and walked into the living room, smiling and carrying a tray with two glasses of water.
But she need not have been worried about facing Abhay again. Shaurya Singh smiled back at her warmly when he picked a glass, but for all the attention Abhay gave her when he took a glass, the tray might have been floating by itself in mid air.
"This is my granddaughter…Pia," grandpa announced with a proud smile.
"Oh yes…We met her in the afternoon" Shaurya Singh said, smiling at her.
"You have?" grandpa asked, frowning. "Pia didn't say….."
"Shaurya uncle…we heard you were in the defense forces." Pia said hastily, trying to divert the topic from dangerous territories.
Shaurya Singh smiled, "Well actually I was with the UN peacekeeping forces."
Pia suddenly realized that Abhay was finally looking at her. And his expression only showed mild contempt at her very obvious attempt to change the topic. She smiled at him uncertainly, but he simply looked away again. She sighed faintly and returned to the kitchen to help her mother with the dishes.
Dinner was finally over. Shaurya Singh was now extremely friendly with grandpa and Rishi. Abhay had been very reserved but polite with her mother and grandfather, and though he hadn't spoken to Rishi at all, he seemed tolerant of her brother. He had given very brief answers to most questions, but her mother and grandpa appeared to have accepted his reticence very indulgently, and they had directed all their questions to Shaurya Singh.
Abhay's attitude towards her, of course, was a different story. He hadn't looked at her once during dinner, leave alone talk, and had refused servings from her while accepting them quietly from her mother.
Pia was thoroughly bemused by his animosity towards her. She had thought his anger in the afternoon had only been because of her ill mannered entrance into their house. But now she was not so sure. He seemed to radiate hostility when it came to her.
Then there was another feature of the dinner that Pia found very puzzling. Throughout their visit, Shaurya uncle had managed to keep the conversation centered only around very general topics, and about his experiences in the peace keeping forces. Every time her grandpa or mother started to ask anything about their family, their past or anything about Abhay, he would effortlessly steer the talk to some other topic.
But the others didn't seem to have noticed anything unusual…maybe she had just imagined it…
When they finally got up to leave, Abhay had the air of having survived a very big and terrible ordeal. They had just stepped out the door when Madhu came down the steps holding a big stack of bed sheets and blankets.
"Pia, go and give these to them. It's a very cold night and their belongings will only come tomorrow. They might not have sheets or anything warm for tonight."
Just then the phone rang and her mother went to answer it.
Pia hurried out of the door, holding the stack and shivering slightly because of a sudden gust of chilly wind.
Shaurya Singh had gone into the house but Abhay was just stepping through the connecting gate.
"Abhay," she called out from her door.
Abhay stopped, and turned around to look at her.
"Mother has sent some blankets and bed sheets," Pia smiled, holding up the bundle, and walked over to him. "It gets quite cold here on some nights. It will be a little chilly till mid February, after that the climate is really lovely. Dehradun's weather is very pleasant all through the year…summers also are not too hot…I'm sure you'll like it…" her voice faltered into silence. She realized that he had been looking at her like he was trying to understand why she was telling him all this.
She flushed under his derisive glance and quietly held out the bundle and he took it without saying a word and, Pia noted with amusement, with great care not to brush her hands.
"If you need anything else..." Pia started to say.
'Yes. Actually I do need something else," he said coolly "I need to get some sleep…that is if your hour long commentary on the weather is over".
Pia sighed and said, "You are still angry with me, aren't you, about what happened in the afternoon."
Abhay paused in the act of turning away.
"I'm really sorry about that, it won't happen again," she said earnestly.
"Apology accepted," he said sardonically, "Now is there any other irrelevant topic you want to discuss..."
"No…there isn't anything else," Pia said softly, "Good night."
He turned around wordlessly and walked into Chinten.
Subdued, Pia returned to her warm living room, closed the door securely, and sat down on the sofa. Now she was convinced that Abhay had taken a very strong dislike towards her for some reason and nothing she said or did was going to help.
And in that case there was only one way out, Pia thought resignedly. If he found her so irksome, she would try her best to stay out of his way and not disturb him again.
Just as she got up from the seat to go to kitchen to clean it up, her mother said, "Pia, talk to Dobriyal aunty, they both are at the airport and will be boarding the flight in some time…"
Pia had just taken a joyful step towards the phone when she suddenly remembered an unopened letter lying in her bag upstairs. She stopped mid step, feeling horribly guilty and apprehensive, how could she have forgotten to read it so far…she was the most terrible person on earth…what if aunty wanted to talk about something she had written in it…how would she respond….
Her mother was holding out the phone to her…
She nervously took the phone from her mother, who left to tidy up the kitchen, and sat down on the vacated chair.
However, to her intense relief, aunty didn't talk about the letter at all. She only asked questions about Pia's studies and college, and then spoke about how much she missed her and their family. Then she gave the phone to uncle and they spoke for a long time….and both got a little emotional at the end when they said their goodbyes…
"Here…talk to your aunty again…she hasn't had her fill of talking to you..." uncle said in a slightly uneven voice.
Aunty's voice came over the line. "Pia…," she said, and her tone was no longer casual. She sounded strangely apprehensive. "I need to ask you something….I know you must have read the letter I sent by now… "
Pia closed her eyes in despair, wishing the earth would open up and swallow her…aunty had so much faith that she would have read it…
Feeling miserable, she started to tell aunty that she hadn't read the letter, but aunty interrupted her again.
"I know you will not ignore my request, Pia…" aunty said hastily, "but we will be boarding the flight for the US in some time, and before I left, I just wanted to ask you once…you will do it, wont you...for me…and your uncle too…" and her tone almost turned pleading…
"Oh no aunty," Pia said, horrified at the misinterpretation of her silence, "of course…of course, I'll do it…"
"Thank you so much, Pia," aunty said, sounding profoundly relieved, "I knew you'll not let me down…we love you …"
Pia picked up her bag from the table in her room and sat down on the bed with it. She quickly opened the bag and took out the envelope, which she had already opened earlier that day in the canteen, from a notebook. She held it in her hands it for a few seconds, then said a silent prayer and took out the letter.
She ran her eyes through it quickly, anxious to know the task aunty had assigned to her.
The first page was just like aunty's usual letters, full of love and concern for her. Then she turned over and started to read. After she had finished reading it once, she sat still for while….then she started to go through it again, slowly this time.
Then one day Raghav told me he had learnt from Shaurya ji that Abhay had been orphaned when he was very small. His father had died a few days after he was born and his mother passed away before he had turned six years old.
Abhay returned from overseas only a few months back and I think initially he only tolerated us because of Shaurya Singh. But at our very first meeting, both Raghav and I immediately felt a strange, strong attachment towards him and we tried to get him to visit us more often.
You know your uncle and I have yearned for a child for more than two decades now. Our hearts had already gone out to Abhay when we learnt that he had been orphaned at so young an age, and as we started to spend more time with him, our affection only became stronger. I know it was foolish of me, but I felt as though God had somehow meant for him to be my child, and I sensed that Raghav too felt the same way, though he never said it aloud.
We had understood that they did not like to talk about their past and so we never pried. Maybe it was because of this that Abhay too didn't mind spending time with us once in a while.
In the past months I've tried to take as much care of him as I could without crossing the invisible wall that Abhay and Shaurya Singh have drawn around themselves. I know he does not return our affection in full, but my heart tells me he does care for us in his own way.
But then, as you must know by now, Raghav got a very good opportunity to expand his business internationally. I was very against leaving initially because it meant parting from Abhay, but then we learnt that he and Shaurya Singh too were moving away for Abhay's studies.
Although I was upset at first, when I learnt that they were coming to Dehradun and were going to live in Chinten, I felt as though a burden had been lifted off my heart. Since I knew I wouldn't have to worry about him with you and your family being next door.
I have a request to make of you, Pia, and I wouldn't have asked this of anyone else but you. Only you can help me go to another country with a peaceful heart.
Please make friends with Abhay, and bring him into your family's fold slowly. If I know that he has another concerned family near him, then I will be at peace in the US. He is very aloof by nature and detests any kind of intrusion in his life, friendly or otherwise. So I know it will take a lot of time and patience to win his trust and friendship, but I'm sure you'll be able to do it, because I have known you since you were a day old infant and I've seen that, just like your father, you have the rare ability to make friends and bond with people irrespective of their nature, age or any other outward differences.
Lots of love and blessings from both of us…"
Pia got up from the bed and kept the letter safely in her table's drawer. Then she shut off the light and sat agonized on her bed in the dark for the longest time.
She had promised aunty she would befriend Abhay…someone who had taken an aversion to her within seconds of their meeting. She seemed to irritate him with her mere presence…. the thought of imposing her friendship on him was positively frightening…
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