Chapter 4:
Malvika was blinded by tears seeing her own daughter after 3 years but the fear in her eyes broke her heart...which mother would be able to see fear for herself in the eyes of her own child?
But once again her ego...her hurt from thise old haunting memories took charge & she blinked back her tears forcefully...
M: kyu bevajah khudko saza de rahi ho Malvika? hum sabhi ko hurt kar rahi ho...par sabse zyaada tum khudko hurt kar rahi ho...
Malvika looked away...unable to meet his gaze...remembering the past she felt hatred surge within her veins...
She wiped her tears angrily & thrust Peiyal's gift in Manav's hands & turned to leave...
Su: Malvika?
Malvika heard her father's voice & turned around...
Su: how are u beta?
He asked lovingly stroking her hair...
At that moment she was having a hard time controlling her sobs & only gave a forced weak smile to him...
Mal: umm..m..main chalti hoon...
She stuttered & immediately left...
Sudhir looked concerned but Ananya gave him a reassuring look from a distance. ...
Meanwhile Priyal was still with Kabir...she was not ready to leave him...
M: Priyal...baby aap jaake aapke friends ke saath khelo jao...kabse unki goad mein ho...
Priyal shook her head...her hands clutching Kabir's hair from behind...
P: soft!
She exclaimed holding his hair making him smile...
K: par aapke baal toh aur bhi soft soft hai...
Kabir said giving a soft kiss on her hair...
K: its ok Manav bhai...I don't mind carrying my baby girlfriend around...
He gave a snall wink...
M: really? I thought that was news!
K: I like this one better!
He placed a kiss on Priyal's head...saying this. ...
Manav had a good laugh at this & he left to attend other guests...
Kabir was having a good time with Priyal...she was truly adorable...
Just then a waiter carrying soup boels crashed into them...& some of it fell on Priyal's dress...
K: bhai..sambhal ke...
He concerned put Priyal om a nearby table & took out his handkerchief to wipe it away...
Ananya who was passing by with Richa rushed to them & immediately started wiping her dreds...
A: beta..aapko jala toh nahi?
She asked softly...& Priyal shook her but made a sad face because her favourite princess frock was soiled...
P: meli dless!
She said sadly folding her lips...like she would cry...
Just then Manav too came there & ran towards them seeing Priyal's dress...
M: kya hua? iski dress kharaab kaise hui?
P: papa ek...bal uncle ne mei dless ko shoupy pila diya!
She sulked...all three of them laughed at bit but her glare made them quiet...
A: ummm...ek minute...
Ananya clicked her fingers while Manav & Kabir looked at her confused...
Ananya came back a minute later with a shopping bag & bought out something wrapped in a gift wrapper...
M: yeh kya hai?
A: Priyal baby...aap ise kholo...
Priyal opened the gift to reveal a beautiful frilly dress...
A big smile graced Priyal's chubby face...
She swooped up to Ananya & kissed her cheek...
P: than q maa...
A: uh...you're most welcome beta...Manav sir...aap ise ye pehna dijiye...
Ananya smiled & said...
M: thank u so much Ananya...vaise from where did u buy this? that's really pretty...I'll tell Amma to get more dresses for Priyal...
A: uh...kisi dukaan se nahi liya...
She said making Kabir & Manav frown...
M: phir?
A: uh..its. .handmade...I made it...
M: wow! someone's really talented!
He gave her a secret wink...
Kabir could only smile at this adorable scene...
Soon it was time for cake cutting...
Everyone had gathered around the fancy Barbie doll cake...
Priyal first settled on a chair...pulled Manav asking him to hold the knife...
Next she pulled Ananya & made her hold the knife & then Kabir who had to hold it over Ananya's hand...
The two looked at each other as they cut the cake...
Next day:
KKN:
Ananya was waiting for Kabir since he hadn't arrived yet...
A: Richa yaar...Kabir sir kaha reh gaye...
R: chill na...aate hi honge...
Just then Kabir entered...
K: Miss Kashyap..in my cabin..now...
He told her before enteting his cabin...as Ananya followed...
A: yes sir?
K: aapne parso raat jo notes banaye the...vo mujhe dikhaiyye...
A: ji sir...
She bought out a pad & handed it to him...
He looked up at her seeing a teddy bear picture on the cover...
As soon as he opened it she snatched it from him...all red...the first page had each line filled with "Kabir" & how could she let him seeEmbarrassed...
A: s..sorry...
She stuttered as he gave her a questioning look...
She opened the page & handed him the pad...
He studied them carefully & asked her to sit...
K: any minute observation that u have made?
A: uh..ji sir...vo jo dance teacher the vo..apne...students ko...glat jagaho pe choo rahe the...posture theek karne ke bahaane...aur toh aur vo jo posture correct karke bata rahe the vo bhi galat hai...
Kabir was inpressed...this girl had it in her...he had least expected her to be this sharp...
K: alright...see u in the conference room...
Conference room:
Kh: Bravo Kabir! I think you should perform this string operation! it'll take us to the top!
Mal: yes..I agree...
K: certainly...but I need company kyunki kisi ek ko student bankar jaana hoga...While I record...
Ro: arrey sir...Ananya haina...vo aapke saath jaa sakti hai...use Kathak aata hai...in fact jab hum Singapore mein high school mein the..isne charity ke liye kai shows bhi kiye the...pora Singapore dekhne aata tha isko...
K: Miss Kashyap...u know classical dance?
Ri: know? arrey sir..ye trained Kathak dancer hai...ekdum professional types...
K: Miss Kashyap...aap chalengi?
A: uh.m..main..par sir...I'm not experienced...agar kuch...
Kh: c'mon darling...tumhara resume batata hai ki tum University topper thi...I'm sure you'll be one good journalist...
Ananya finally agreed to go along...reassured because Kabir was there...
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K: Miss Kashyap...
Kabir knocked on tge dressing room's door...
A: sir aajaiyye...darwaaza khula hai...
Kabir entered the room & found Ananya dressed in a white chudidaar kurta with a red chiffon dupatta tied around her waist...
Her lovely curls cascaded down till her lower back...
K: Aap tayyar hai?
A: ji...
Ananya said slipping on a few studded kadas, a tiny diamond like bindi & beautiful jhumkas..
A: sorry sir...chaliye..
She said grabbing the bag containing her ghoonghrus...
T: aaye haaye bijli gir gayi!
Trisha exclaimed dramatically looking at KaYa descending downstairs...
Ananya shook her head as both left KKN...
Soon they were standing in front of a huge dance academy...
K: aap mujhe aise kyu dekh rahi hai...Miss Kashyap?
A: ji...vo..aap bohot hi zyaada alag lag rahe hai...toh...
Kabir smirked & they entered...
It was an old academy with old peeling walls & course flooring...
K: Miss Kashyap...aap jaiyye...baaki students mein mil jaiyye...
Ananya nodded & entered the room where there were many other girls...
" Hello"
Ananya heard a voice...from the door & saw Kabir...dressed up like a foreigner with a sig of golden hair...enter...
The lean man who looked crooked...the teacher...walked to him...
T: aap kon hai?
K: oh me? well...I'm a tourist & u know I wanted to see Indian culture...I've heard so much about this academy & you!
Kabir spoke in a perfect British accent...flattering the man...
T: of course...please come...
He asked Kabir & made him sit...
T: toh shuruwaat karte hai namaskar ke saath...
He told his students...
And all if them started...
T: tum...vaha peeche...
He pointed at Ananya & she came forward...
T: tumhe pehle toh nahi dekha?
He asked in his creepy voice...staring at her with lust filled eyes...eyeing her beautiful & shapely body...
A: ji...hum na naye hai...Lucknow se aaye hai...vo kya haina aapki badi taareefe suni thi...toh socha aap jaise maahaan guruji se seekh lein...
The man smirked...
T: zarur...kyu nahi...
He said...his eyes darkening with desire & Ananya looked a bit uncomfortable...
He asked her to show him a paticular tukda
( paticular peice of dance) & she started dancing...
Kabir observed how gracefully she danced...her slender hand movements...the way she swayed at the taal...
He smirked admitting her smartness as she twirled round & round swiftly...irking the teacher...not allowing to even touch her on the pretext of correcting her posture...
TBC😃
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precap:
Mal: Ananyaaa!
Malvika shouted at the top of her voice...as a goon held her sister at knife point. ...
G1: SK nahi toh kya hua...ghar mein jitna maal hai vo humare hawaale kardo varna...
A: aaahh
Ananya winced as he pressed the knife into her throat. .causing a small cut with blood trickling down...
Mal: Nahi!
Malvika screamed in a fear stricken voice...
G2: phir jaldi bata kaha hai maal?
He snarled at her...still grabbing her hair...
Mal: c..cash...tumhe jo chahiye le lo par please meri behen chod do...please...
She begged him tearfully...
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