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Cruel destiny
( shantanu coming to know of Khanak being mother less)
Shantanu saw that khanaks laughter was genuinine and decided to finally introduce himself..
but he did not wish to reveal his real identity ., because he has always hated the * number one
businessman modi's only son * ...stamp on him ..
he remembered that his secretary had told him that he had booked at ** ss boarding* giving
the name *Mr Anant desai *.
so he thought of using that name.
he wanted to tell only 60-70 percent lie(since he was not a regular lier)
hence ..he decided to use his own companys name for his job particulars .
**Ms khanak..hello... I am Anant desai... from mumbai..
..
.i am working as one of the assistants to the person in charge of creative division in *MBC*
(Modi broad casting corporation.).on the *non fiction side*( meaning not serials etc ...but news
and other real aspects ) ...
i hope so ...that u might have heard of this ..channel **.
he shook his hands with her warmly with a smile ..she also shook .
she smiled in excitement ** wow ..cant believe ...U are an assistant to
the creative in charge of *MBC* sounds cool.. glad to meet u ***.
* and u are a gujrathi too,,, thats great .***
shantanu aka Anant smiled back and said
* yes I am gujrati. But i am hardly fluent in the language... I am better off at Hindi and English ..
he paused and said..that is because *** i lived mostly outside india till two years ago( he lied that
he came back two years ago to india wher as it was not even 2 weeks... )
Khanak replied **OH ...that means u had most of ur education outside India is it?*.*
shantanu replied* yes *with a small smile .
then slowly they were conversing like khanak asked him* which university ...
which course..which year ...he went abroad ..how was his job now etc.****
She was too happy to know that he too was a **visual communcation graduate ***that too from
prestigious **cambridge ***..
he was not speaking continuously ...except replying to her ..in short sentences .
Even with * short sentences* this was the first time he was talking so much to a stranger ..
The talkative girl that khanak is ...she was more into the conversations .
and shantanu knew already the full bio -data of her from her Identity card..
..so what could he ask more .or .about her studies .? he wondered .
Just as a courtesy conversation ...he thought of asking her about her family..
By that time the coffees arrived..waiter kept it on their table
shantanu started stirring his **cappucino** and khanak her **expresso **..
after few minutes ...he lifted his head and asked her casually...
**so what do ur parents do.?.do u have siblings ?**
he thought ...that her parents would most probably be **both working ***since she was travelling
alone .
Khanak replied with a sad smile after a silent pause.
* I have only my dad..I ost my mom when i was eight ...My dad owns a medium size
contruction company...I have no siblings**.
shantanu did not expect that she would be* mother less *.he was dumb struck for few minutes .
he was taken over by the sad fact that she lost hr mom when she was so young ...and to add to
that she had no siblings to share her grief .
That invariably brought a strong sympathy for her in his mind... because he knew living without
mother at an young age... is a cruel blow .He could never imagine his life without his loving
mom .he too was a single child but he had his mom always ..an d his dad was alive too
. He immediately said* I am so sorry...*
khanak replied with a plain smile ...
* ***its o.k... u never knew it ...Ur interntion was not to make me sad***
few minutes passed in silence with both sipping their coffees.
the waiter brought in*** The snacks and refreshments ** card too ..Shantanu ordered for some
samosas and local *chatpata chat *(he was feeling hungry) and khanak ordered for 2 pieces of
*** vegetable cutlet..***
The shop had no **continental delicacies or refreshments **as none would buy it ..
Only Indian refreshments were popular. on such high ways...
So shantanu had no choice except to order **samosas and chat .***
.waiter took their orders and went away .,saying it will take some time .
shantanu continued the conversation..j he now wanted to know more about her family.
he had by now begun to imagine stories of **wicked step mother ill treating khanak ***.
so he asked ...
** hmm what about ur Step mother..sorry to go personal ...does she treat u well..do u hve *
step brothers and or sisters?**.
he actually assumed that khanaks father would have remarried definitley soon after her moms
death ( he thought so based on his own father's illicit affairs ...) .
khanak smiled again and said ...
** I have no step mother... My father has not remarred till date . *
she paused and continued ...
*****.I think so that .***he loves my mom so much that he could never think of being married
again to anyone else**
Shantanu was extremely surprised to hear that reg** khanaks father **.
because for the first time came to know of such a person who was so devoted to his wife even
after she passed away several years ago .
he was curious to know more about **khanaks mom-dad **.
..he temporarily forgot his **western manners** of not showing curiosity of knowing any ones
personal life ..
He started to talk more .
shantanu asked
so * how did ur mom pass away?...and if u could just share their life as much as u know it with
me... it would be great ..Only if u wish... no compulsions .!
sorry if this hurts ..or looks poking my nose ...If u think so ...u need not reply or recollect...*
shantaus voice was so comforting ..yet coaxing her to share her story .
Khanak replied
* No no ..problem ...Though it hurts me recollecting my moms death ..
.yet I always feel nice to talk about my mom and dad 's love for each other..I will tell u .. **.
..Actually .till now shantanu had* no belief* at all ... that such a person like** khanak 's father **
existed in this world .
..so he became more curious to know of khanaks parents ..
khanak continued...with a slight hmmm..(.sound .of clearing the throat .).and smiled ..she was
posing as if she had a mike before her .she began to talk ..
** *
hello this is khanak Fm..This is*** Apni kahani,,,, Khanak ki zubaani***
.Anant ji ...My dad 's name is Dilip patel.
he had actually lost his parents when he was very young and was brought by his childless uncle
and aunt along with his only younger sister Alka who now lives in lonavla..
he was a bright student and did his civil engineering graduation..
My Mom was his high school mate .they both liked each other from an young age..and finally got married after nearly 10 years of courtship .
My mom and dad know of each other so well ...
and loved each other very deeply..they did have fights and diffrences of opinions like anyother
couple .
but the undercurrent of love was always there ..
..My dad always says to me that ***My mom was exactly like me in appearance and temperament
she was emotional..lively ...bubbly... full of love and always helping..****
They had some financial problems after their marriage.
.My father wanted to set up a company of his own rather than working for some one else..My
mom was very supportive..
My father always remembers that till date now that company is better placed now ..he always
says he owes it to my moms support and cheering during initial days .
the initial years were not so good for them..financially.
They had their ups and downs
but My dad says My mom had **no complaints.**.and My dad too was such a loving husband
who kept my mom happiest as best as he could...Reg my dad ...I came to know of from Mrs
shanthi ben .
They had me.soon ...and their happiness doubled .
.My dads business started developing slowly.
They bought a new house and setlled .
Haan... I forgot to tell one important point...
..My father never used his uncle or aunts money for his own business actitivites ..
he set up a* trust *in their name for helping social welfare activities ..and became an honorary
committee member .That trust is still functioning well .
..he is a totally self made man ..
Apart from business... he is also running a small **charitable trust ** In the
memory of my mom .
The trust helps Under privileged women to come up in their livesin their own small way**
and..to continue with my mom and dad 's story .
**** just when their lives were becoming more happier .
The fate was very cruel .
My mom had gone to a very close relatives wedding at..Bhuj ..( saurashtra... gujrat)
...my dad could not go due to his business commitments.
..I also did not go because i was having chicken pox.
My mom could not skip the wedding at any cost..
so she decided tol leave me under our family friend Mrs shanthi bens care for a day or two and
return back.
But destiny had different plans.
..she met with a serious road accient ...while travelling in a taxi ...when she was returning back
to Ahmedabad after attending the wedding to catch a flight back to mumbai.
My dad was totally shocked ..when he came to know of this incident .
she was admitted to the best hospital in mumbai ..
.He was fully shattered ...yet he gathered courage and did his best to bring her back to life..
he spent a lot of money too...But he could not ...win against fate .
Luckily My mom had few words to speak to him before passing away from in this world.
****she thanked him p immensely for his unconditional love .
...and requested him to give the same to me.
..she said she was the luckiest to have such an wonderful husband... but very unlucky not to lead
a long life with him .
Yet shesaid she had no regrets and was thankful to God for the short span which she spent
with him****
saying all this ...she passed away infront of his eyes holding his hands lovingly...
that sight never left my father ..for ever..
he actually became a ***yogi or a saint ***from that day.
.he was externally cheerful...and normal... but we all know internally he missed and still misses her .always.
.But he never lets me know of his sadness .
he brought me up in the best possible way .
.and he never for a moment felt that he needed any other woman except mom in his life..
and Luckily we had a best neighbour... Mrs shanthi ben his *i rakhi behen* who helped him a
lot ..to bring me up..
My aunt too was very help ful.. **
after saying the story Khanak smiled and said *
so hello fm and Mr Anant this is my **life story so far***...
shantanu could not believe that this** lively young girl **sitting in front of him had so much of sad
moments in her life at such an early age.
..Yet she was so positive /vibrant /extrovert ...so cheerful..and infact tried to make others happy too.
shantanu was speechless and after knowing about her father .,
,he realised slowly that he had blindly thought that *** all love in this world is fake ***
To be continued ...
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
