Part 2
His head is pounding. RK groans and rubs his temple. He tries to move his arm but it's pinned
down.
RK (thinking its Madhu on his
arm): Madhu…
He stops midway to see an unknown
woman using his arm as a pillow. Then it
all comes crashing back to him. RK pulls
his arm from under the woman's head and jumps up from bed. He picks up his discarded clothes and quickly
wears them. Looking down at the bed, he
cringes and rubs his temples again. His head
is spinning and he needs to sit down but not on the bed. He can never touch or even look at his…no…their
bed again without feeling remorse and shame. The bed must be discarded. It must be burned in the hopes of cindering
the memories of his misdeed, his…adultery. RK walks over to his red couch, slumps
down and covers his face.
His words to Madhu are
reverberating in his mind. I will break your heart into so many tiny
little pieces that you won't ever be able to mend it again. Their hearts are tied together and hurting
her hurts him more. Breaking her heart
is equal heartbreak for him. But her
cavalier attitude HURTS. His Madhu?
His Madhu wants a divorce from him? She promised to always love him and to be with
him, in good times and bad. Her love for
him was so weak that she is willing to give up on their marriage? Is her love so fickle that she easily fell in
love…in love with another man? His sworn ENEMY? HIS DAMNED HALF-BROTHER?
RK was so angry when he saw Sultan's picture
in THEIR room. How dare she try to hang up his picture as if
he's worthy of any HONOR, LOVE AND
RESPECT? Sultan is bloody gangster and he will be damned if his ugly face
will grace THEIR sanctuary. The
picture broke the last string keeping his rage in check. He just wanted to lash out at her in the
worst possible way. His mind swam with
copious amounts of whiskey and fury at Madhu.
So he took up the offer for a "good
time" by the young escort scoping for clients at the club.
RK does not want to feel
guilty. Madhu's the one who wants to end
their relationship. She's the one who
wants a divorce. She even claims to love Sultan. Yet it still does not lessen the pain and
guilt in his heart. He stands up in
frustration. He wants to scream till he
is hoarse. He wants to break everything
in the room till he is satisfied they are all as broken as he is on the
inside. He wants to drink away his pain
and set the world on fire. He wants to
be consumed in that fire to put an end to his suffering. But he can't and somehow, some way, he HAS TO SET THINGS RIGHT!
RK (runs his hand through his hair
in frustration and mutters): What the hell
do I do now? How can I win back my Madhu
now? How can I erase Sultan out of her
memory? How the hell do we get over and
past…(looks angrily at the sleeping occupant on his bed)…my…indiscretion…my stupid, damned mistake?
As if on cue, the girl wakes up and
stretches like a well fed cat.
Girl (whispers sultrily): Heyyy baby…What are you doing standing there? (Pats the space next to her) Join me. (Smiles cattily) Let's go for round 2 and
(Purrs) I can really…really show you a good
time.
RK (bites out): Get out!
Girl (frowns): But…
RK (snaps): I said…GET OUT!
Girl (stands up and walks
seductively to RK): Babyy…why are you so
tensed? (Reaches out to touch RK's
shoulders) Come to mama…I'll give you a (winks) good message.
RK (shoves her hands away and
shouts): Get dressed and PACK UP! GET THE HELL OUT OR I WILL KICK OUT YOU!
The girl finally got the
message. She quickly dressed and runs
out the room, past a shocked Bittuji. He
just entered the room and noticed the girl's disheveled appearance and the
crumpled bed sheet. He deduces that his
Chief has just made a huge, irreversible mistake.
Bittuji (whispers in shock): Chief…?
He turns his back on Bittuji in
shame. RK doesn't want him to know…to
see…that he is slowly dying inside.
RK (snaps): Not now Bittuji.
Bittuji (a little angrily): But Chief…(stammers)…how…how…how could…you?
RK (yells): Bittuji!
I said not now! For next time,
what I do in MY BEDROOM IS ONLY MY
BUSINESS? Understand? Or I'll have you PACKED UP!
Bittuji (yells back
furiously): I am sorry Mr. Rishab Kundra
but today I WILL SPEAK! How could you cheat on bhabiji? How could you betray her in such a despicable
manner?
RK turns around, stalks toward
Bittuji and towers over him menacingly.
RK:
Your DEAREST BHABIJI wants
divorce from (thumps his chest) ME! Not the other way around. She wants to be free from ME because she's in love with that…dead
bas**rd! I didn't betray her Bittuji…she
did!
Bittuji (laughs bitterly): For a man who claims to be very smart and
clever, today you proved that you have a brain the size of pea!
RK (yells): Bittuji!
You are this close to getting fired!
Bittuji (boldly): Fire Mr. Rishab Kundra. No…actually I QUIT! But before I go…you
will hear me out! Bhabiji asked for
divorce TO PROTECT YOU FROM SULTAN'S
DEATH THREATS! He demanded that she
end all relations with you in exchange for your life. She is even willing to sacrifice her SELF-RESPECT, DIGNITY, HONOR…HER LIFE so
you can live! And (points at the bed and
thunders) this is how you repay a Devi like my bhabiji?!?
Edited by Tainar - 10 years ago
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