Somewhere in London...
"Sir aapki flight ki tickets book ho gayi hai.."manager spoke...and he was shoved of by the wave of his hand...
He was now old and.. with wrinkles.. over his face.. his hair now starting to turn grey.. as he fixed the glasses over his eyes.. he stared towards the view.. from the 49th floor.. of this exquisite hotel.. where his sister was staying..
"Bhaiya.. me aapka ye ehsaan kabhi nahi bhulungi.. me kabse badle ki aag me jal rahi thi par tab mujme himmt nahi thi.. par ab.. aap mere sath ho.. toa hum us Kunj sarna ko barbaad karke hi chodenge .. jisne mere pati ki jaan li... aapke jijaji ki jaan.. bhaiya.."
To which he just nodded.. as he sipped the last gulp of.. a rare wine...
He was going back.. the land which he had left years ago...leaving ThEm... he was going back... what were the odds.. he thought... but he resolved it was purely for his sister...and nothing else.. he had seen her suffering... and he was going to make.. this Young brat Kunj pay for costing his jijajis life.. and his sisters happiness...
TanejaMansion..
"Lqgta hai... mera puttar meri Twinkle nu inna pyar karta hai.. ki Twinkle ko meri yad hi nahi ati"
"Maa.. aap aise kyu bol rahe ho.. aisaa kuch nhi.. hai.. me aapko har vaqt miss karti hu.."twinkle spoke hugging her mother like a child...Kunj smiled lokking at the duo..
He touched her feet and.. greeted Raman..
"Oye Kunj.. ye news me dekha mene case k bare mein.. koi badi problem toa nahi hai.. na.. koi help chahiye toa.. puttar ek vaar dassa.. thik hai.."
"Thanks.. Mamu.. par tension ki koi baat nahi hai... aap log fikar mat kijiye.."
"Maa.. mein aapse ek zaruri baat karne ayi hu..,,maa papa ki death aniversary kal hai.. ...mein is baar.. bada shradh rakhna chahti hu.."
Horror struck leela's face...as she heard...
"Jabse papa hume chhod k gaye hai.. humne kabhi unke liye.. aisi koi puja rakhi hi nahi.. vo toa muje bebe ne bataya ki aisi puja rakhne se atma ko shanti milti hai..isliye khayal aya.."
"Puttar.. par.. kya.. iski kya zarurat hai..inna time biit gaya.. purani kadvi yado.. ko kyu vapas.. yad karna.. teri abhi abhi shadi hui hai.. tu.. abhi apna ghar sambhal.."
"Par.. ma.. kya problem hai.. muje rakhna hai..bas..."
"Twinkle itni badi ho gyi.. fir bhi bachpana gaya nhi.. tera...ek bar mana kiya na.. tuje.. samj nhi ata.. ek toa pehle se hi unko na yad karu.. taklif naa ho.. ye sochti hu..aur tu. Hai ki..."with that Leela left the hall..
Twinkles face fell...seeing her leave...
Raman.. placed his hand on her shoulder...assuring her...
Kunj and Twinkle.. left Taneja mansion... Leela bid goodbye to them.. Twinkle apologised and.. her mother just hugged her in return...
In the car.. Kunj was lost in thoughts.. and Twinkle was getting bored..
His mind.. went back to Leelas reaction and her sudden out burst... it was not in her nature...
Surely there was aomething else... maybe it was just that.. his mind overthinking... but.. her face did looked shocked.. and the way she got irritated and.. shouted on Twinkle...
Sarna House...
"Anand tum agar apni company me dhyan doge toa.. behtar hoga.. baki k bekar kaamo me lage pade ho" Manohar scolded Anand.. as he found that... he was more interested in Kunjs case than his falling company
"Vo toa tumko kam pe lagake khud apni company ko aage badhayega ...bhot chalak hai vo... vaise bhi ye case jab hua tha.. pichle saal tab bhi bhot badnami hui thi... vahi abhi ho rhi hai... uske case se hume kya lena dena..."
"Chachaji ye aap kaisi bate kar rahe hai ... Kunj ne is ghar k liye bhot kuch kiya hai.. aur vo aapke liye bhi bhot kuch krta agar aap usko mauka dete..."
"Haa. Papa.. Kunj ne muje kuch nhi kaha hai.. vo toa.. me hi khud.. uski help karne... pr mein bhi kisko samja raha hu.. "as Anand turned his face away...
"Is tarah baat karta hai apne baap se...haan.."as Manohar raised his hand.. to slap him.. only to be stopped by some1...
Kunj had been listening the entire.. conversation with Twinkle they had just arrived... she looekd at Kunj he was surely hurt.. but tried to hide it... then she saw him march and stop his bade papa...
"Please aap mera gussa anand bhaiya.. par mat uatriye... aur bhaiya.. bade papa sahi keh rahe hai aapko.. kam par dhyan dena chahiye.. case me sambhal lunga.."he could not speak further... he sprinted towards his room
He was hurt.. from ever since childhood.. he was always at the recieving end... he was always discriminated.. he was sent away.. he had always fought his battles alone...he was always alone..
"Tum akele nahi ho Kunj"she spoke.. placing hand over his shoulders...
He looked up...she was there..now.. with him..how the hell did she read his mind.. he was sure he wasnt speaking loudly.. he was just wondering.. and here she was readning his mind... a sense of attachment ran his soul... but at the same time.. his mind warned.. him.. this was not good her reading his thoughts... all those gutter thoughts he had.. even after trying self control... what would happen if she reads them... how would he stop himself from thinking... she was all the time around him and ... she was just perfect... her body...her entire frame tempted him...
"Kya.. soch rahe ho.. yahi ki muje kaise pata chala ki tumhare dimag me kya chal raha hai.."
'Again...Mahadev stop this girl from reading my mind'
"Huhh.. nahi... me vo bas.. "
"Kunj dont worry.. case jald hi khatam ho jayega..K"she spoke while sitting beside him
"Twinkle muje case ki fikar nahi.. par pata nahi.. ye RT se muje negative si feeling aa rahi hai.. ki kuch sahi nahi honevala... aur ghar.. par bhi tanaav cha gaya hai.. bhaiya.. bade papa.. k bich problems shuru ho gayi.."
"Dont wory... time rehte.. sab thik ho jayega.."even she dint know how.. but it would get well eventually she ws sure.. she had faith in him.. she had faith in her babaji..
Next morning...
He found her a bit sad... she was fine with him but her chirpyness.. was not present ...her bandage was out.. and her forehead just showed a small scare.. he purposely.. went near her..and stood close..
"Kunj.. uh.. kya hua.. kuch chahiye.."
He wasnt looking at her..he glanced at her injury.. and tried to examine..
"Dard hai kya abhi.bhi.."he asked placing his hand . Near her forehead..
She was very much comcious.. of his closeness.. and to add to her surprise he wasnt doing it purposely.. he was lost in her injury.. and she was lost in his scent...she tried to focus and.. speak..
"Nahi.. ab nhi hai.."
"Hhmm.."he backed.. and looked at her eyes.. which were lost.. it showed some exotic emotion.. as she stared him... her sadness was lost.. but his focus was on opening her up..
"Kya hua hai Twinkle.. tum aaj alag alag lag rahi ho"
"Nhi me thik hi hu"
"Nhi.. kisi bat se upset ho kya..,..mujse upset ho kya"
"NAHI.."she spoke abruptly.. she dint want him to think.. he was at fault..
"Kya.. toa fir aaj.. tumhare dad.. ki?"..her face changed expressions.."isliye.."
"Kunj... vo.. bas.. muje akela chhod do thodi der k liye.. me thik ho jaungi..."
"Akela toa me tumko chhodne se raha... baat karo mujse..."
"Tumko samj kyu nhi ata.. akela rehna hai muje.."she turned sodeways to leave...
He held her wrists.. and.. pulled her.. she was pushed.. near his chest..
He is so strong she wasnt able to move an inch..
"Twinkle.. please mujse baat karo... halka feel karogi"
And he freed her..
"Haa. Me miss kar rhi hu.. apne dad... ko.. bhot miss karti hu.. unko... jab bhi tauji.. cherrry bhaiya.. badepapa ananhbhaiya.. raman mamu... aur bubbly ko dekhta hu... tab yad ati hai.. ye soch k ki agar.. mere dad hote toa.. kaisa hota... har saal aaj k din.. wish karti hu ki kahi se koi chamatkar ho jaye... aur vo vapas aa jaye... humare pas... Maa bhi bjot miss karti hai.. par kabhi batati nhi... khush... mil gayi shanti tumko..."as she spoke in between her tears ..in one breath.. and looked at him... with hurt and pain... he moved forward.. and she embraced him... to take solace...he enclolsed her.. firmly.. giving her strength ..
"Tum agar chaho toa.. aaj ghar par reh sakti ho k"
"Par office..."
"Dont worry me sambhal lunga . Aaj tum.. ghar par... bebe Tauji k sath spend karo... k.. and agar... man ho toa Ma k pas bhi ho aana k .."she smiled at his words.. how caring was he... she broke from the hug.. a little feeling awkward... he dint want to make her feel...her more awkward.. but couldnt help.. it... and he moved near her.. and placed a soft peck... murmuring "me.. office k liye nikal raha hu ..."he sprinted out of the roomm qithout looking back at her...
1. he dint want to make her feel uncomfortable..
2. If she would have blushed.. he would not be able to ressist kissing her cheeks..
3.if she felt bad.. he would get hurt.that she dint like him kissing her ...
So he left without a glance..
She was surprised as a shiver rand down.. from where his soft lils touched her forehead.. just near her injury... over her body...her cheeks were red as she touched the place where his lips landed... butterflles were on a marathon...as she smiled unknowingly...
He was in the car... as he got a call...
"Sir.. RT..k.. bare mein.. aur bhi pata chala hai... sir ye confidential info.. hai... keep it classified.. humne undecover sources lagake pata kiya hai..."
"Kya hai.. btao.. jo bhi ho...I want to know everything..
"Sir ... RT.. ki India me death ho chuki hai.. I mean.. usne apni death ka drama design kiya tha... aur fir India chhod k chala gaya.. reason toa nahi pata...chala.. "
Kunj was hell confused.. this guy was getting mysterious...the more he came to light...
"Aur Kuch"...
" haa.. sir.. uska naam pata chala hai.. Randhir TANEJA"
He cut the call... the name kept ringing his ears... his mind questioned.. did his thoughts make sense... what he was thinking.. was absolute illogical.. but its possiblity made him.. feel a bad vibe.. he needed answers... from someone...
As he turned his car over to a u turn and.. headed towards Taneja Mansion...
Guys plz comment... I m trying to give atleast one update as I m busy but.. your comments are much needed... how would I continue without knowing about the progress of the story..and a little guidance is always welcomed..😉