Fiction- Yeh nazdeekiyan
Hi..I want to write a Gohem story'I have considered dracs bhai's suggestion. The inspiration comes from a post by PoonamAhem. Please comment.
//This will be a short FF//
Part-1
Scene: Party hall of MM
Modi Constructions had won a big government contract and the party was being held for the cream of Rajkot's business families.
Gopi, Rashi and Hetal are toiling in the kitchen and Kokila was overseeing the whole arrangement. Anita wasn't inclined to help them and spent the entire day grooming herself. She wanted to be the center of attention. She wore an ochre salwar kameez with a deep neck, it was specially designed to accentuate her assets. The zardosi work on the kameez was very intricate and eye-catching.
Anita gave herself one last look in the mirror and remarked- 'Anita dear you are dressed to kill'shall floor Ahem with my looks and charm the guests. I will gain acceptability in his circle of friends and then Ahem will realize what he is losing. Having said this, Anita sashayed to the party hall and started greeting the guests as if she was the hostess.
A handful of Ahem's friends had arrived and Anita almost pounced upon them in order to be greet them and be noticed in returned. Dhruv recognized Anita and greeted her warmly. He told her that he had just returned from Canada and expressed his regret for not attending their wedding. // Dhruv had heard that Ahem had got married. Anita's presence in MM and Ahem's passion for her in the past gave Dhruv no reason to think that Anita wasn't Ahem's wife. Anita didn't clarify things //
He introduced Anita to his friend Prem and once she had moved on to meet others, Dhruv told Prem about Ahem and Anita's legendary romance in college. He regaled Prem with incidents where the lovey-dovey couple got into trouble. Their arch-conservative principal had suspended Ahem and Anita for three days for drinking coke from a single bottle by dipping two straws in it'.the principal Dr. Srinivas Shastri was red with anger and demanded to meet their parents'..Dhruv and Co had saved their life by arranging for theatre artistes to present themselves as their parents'.
Lecturers used to routinely censure the couple but they seemed to care two hoots.
Jigar spotted them and started a conversion. Dhruv remarked that Ahem has changed a lot after his marriage'his face reflects the happiness inside his heart. "He is less abrasive now, looks like your bhabhi has thoroughly tamed him"'Jigar chuckled and agreed. "Bhai is madly in love with Bhabhi'.it is pretty understandable yaar' my bhabhi is a perfect combination of virtue and beauty'specially ordered from heaven by Koki aunty'ha ha."
Kitchen-
The Modi women had completed the kitchen chores. Hetal asked Rashi to comb her hair again and then join Jigar in the party hall. "Gopi dikra you are drenched in sweat ! Go and change your saree and then come to the hall." Hetal smiled and asked her to choose a saree that would sweep Ahem off his feet'.Rashi suggested that Gopi wear the sheer saree which they had bought specially for Gopi'"It is trendy and has a modern feel to it'Gopi will look like a diva in it". Gopi accepted the suggestion and walked to her room to take a bath and get dressed up.
Hall-
Jigar introduced Rashi to everyone'Prem recognized her instantly as Jitu Uncle's daughter. Rashi was surprised at the success Prem had achieved- he was their neighbor in Rajpal Nagar- He was born in a working class family and his studies had been funded by scholarships. He had cracked IIT-JEE and joined IIT- Kharagpur'and his family moved to some other locality. They had lost touch and this was a pleasant surprise' Prem informed her that he had joined Jayshree Builders after studying at IIM-A' The next question brought a naughty smile on Rashi's face- it appeared as if he was dying to ask the question the moment he saw her but kept quiet due to propriety. "Rashi, how is Gopi???"'.Rashi had seen it coming. Back in those days,Prem had a soft corner for Gopi..and only Rashi noticed it.
She had teased Gopi a number of times by linking her to Prem'.and Gopi would make a sad face and say "Rashi ben I am not that kind of girl"'She used to refer to Prem as Jiju in her private conversations with Gopi. ..Prem's mother was kind to Gopi..that poor girl felt orphaned again when Prem's family moved out of the locality'.
"Rashi is she alright? Did something happen to her?" The anxiety in his voice was apparent. Rashi came out of her thoughts and reassured him by telling that she is fine and she'll join the party soon'A faint smile saturated with anticipation appeared on Prem's lips. He thought that Rashi had bought her cousin along so that she could rescue her from Urmi aunty's clutches. He wondered how Gopi would look like now'she would have blossomed into a pretty woman for sure' "Gopi please come soon..I am dying to see you"
Index
Part1- pg1
Part2- pg4
Part3-pg6
Part4-pg8
Part-5-page10
Part6-page 13