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Spree the 2nd part is so very much like the original one yet so different. You have wonderfully presented the part 2.
Shakespeare and Water colors
#3 A clear midnight
Ram
Glee. Malicious laugh. These were a few things he had wanted to do since he took a tiny revenge from the owner of that Maruti car for they were responsible for him not attending his father's death anniversary's rituals. He had made the owner sit at the police station for two whole hours. In vain. Not a tiny part of his conscience had irked him for his deed; this meant that his heart and mind were both satisfied at what he had done. But then, he had never known that the woman who ruined her day had a daughter with such amount of audacity. Her daughter had blatantly entered his office without prior permission, asked him the cause of his misbehavior. On being point blank and keeping his mouth shut, she cursed him a few more times before leaving and finally told him the cause of her despair, her father who was an asthmatic patient was not even permitted to go and get himself a glass of water. For this, ONLY this, he felt ashamed and sorry. But he didn't apologize. He had instantly disliked this odd girl with a vengeance but then, his heart appreciated the way she stood up for her father, like the way he would have done. A few more accidental meetings had strengthened his belief that this girl was trouble and it was better to stay away from her. Could he? The universe, it seemed had conspired against him and his little sister had fell in love with the brother of that girl. Talk about conspiracies. He had tried to convince his sister against that family but one meeting with her brother and damn, he was flattered. But then again, could the universe really see him happy? The answer clearly was no. As it so happened, his family was now trying to set him and that girl. Vikram had laughed very hard when he saw a look of shock, horror and finally annoyance pass his face but inside, He knew that this girl was the one, who Ram could really call his own. Ram, lost in his own thoughts had not even bothered to taste the coffee his friend had made with such care. What was the girl's name again? Priya.
Priya
She felt Goosebumps on her arms as she realized somebody was calling her. Maybe it was her imagination. She had upped her caffeine intake to a large extent and maybe that caused hallucinations sometimes, she mused. There she was, sitting innocently in her room watching the good old rain outside the window. Her life had changed in a past few days. Change was perhaps an understatement. She had met this horrible idiot of a man who was rich in respect to money, miserable natured man with no feelings for anyone. Sure, she had heard he was a self made man but his picture as an arrogant man with steel's ego had cemented in her mind and no amount of appreciation or kind words for that man could put crevices on that picture. She could not believe her misfortune. The same man whose morals and upbringing she had questioned with such buoyancy was about to marry her in a few weeks' time. She was unmarried and non -committed to anyone for thirty three years of her life, people taunted her and gossiped about her behind her back, she was fine with that. At least she was happy. Here, one decision of her parents to get her married to this man had shook her entire belief on the concept of a prince charming for every girl. Sure she was a plain Jane and often came across as a nerd; this could not stop her from dreaming about a man who took care of her just as her father took care of her mother. His constant questionings to her brother Kartik about his financial conditions too had peeved her to no end. If this really happening and if it was just the beginning, what would happen to her later in life? Could this man really fulfill her desire to find a mental companion or rather rip her off the little peace of mind she had left? She was snapped out of her trance by a strong wave of water adamant to soak in all of her room. Usually she loved rains; today she cursed them and closed the window. And that is what his presence does to me, makes the boons of my life turn into banes, she said aloud to an imaginary Ram, making an ugly face in his direction.
To be continued.
Spree.
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