SHE: a mehrya one shot (part 2-c and 2-d updated) on pg 14 end - Page 11

Mehek was eager to know the person behind this organisation..she had already smelt the success in the air...the way people in here did not lack any luxury...everyone with a straightened posture financed by their own hard work or their own wit! She felt to be one of them as she never regretted what she had done! Yet the feeling of being the same ordinary person she was eight years ago flattered her heart. She felt to be different and much more at ease in the world. A victorious smile adorned her face. A lock of her hair got stuck at her right ear stud when she remembered how much did she struggle in the morning while deciding what to wrap herself with for the evening...her giggle filled the arena.

Shaurya could not believe his eyes! The same girl who had given him so much of pain, so much of loss was in front of him. Shaurya was far away from reality rather vengeance. Nothing occurred to him, he just wanted to drown into her again. "her beauty is playing you", complained his brain. Shaurya was still standing there. His eyes transfixed on her. Those eyes showed shades of emotions..it softened with adoration and the next time a sigh of disgust was followed by the shade of disappointment...but he stood there as he knew there's no other way than confrontation. There was no way of escape neither for him nor for her.

Mehek stood there reading him and herself both..her eyes welled up as she also knew there's no way left for an escape. She convinced herself, deepened her gaze on him though it was a soft one. The door of her room was wide open, her left hand which had held the door was now folded with the other hand near her chest. She moved inside the room but didn't lock the door gesturing him to come inside, to follow her.

Shaurya followed her. He had no words on his mouth. " so how are you?" mehek said while he took on the couch after locking the door. The sudden rush of all the emotions, the hormones, all took to rage " you left me nothing, you ruined me. Why do you even care asking me that?" his voice showed the rage which he had derived out of hurt. " mr. Khanna u have no right of talking to me that way" mehek retorted. She stood near the windows opposite to where shaurya sat. She saw him getting up and making his way towards her. She wasn't startled. She was ready to face the consequences. He slowed his pace just a couple of steps to mehek. He was numb. He went with the flow. His eyes ripped into her. It showed poise, it showed relief, it showed warmth. He reduced the gap between them once mehek found support from the window pane. But her eyes showed no regret, it reflected confidence and a little vulnerability. Shaurya travelled his right palm on the smoothened skin of mehek. It was soft as he had felt her six months ago. " i have the right of touching you na" shaurya had lowered his mouth near her ear. He touched her stud. His thumb brushed her throat. She closed her eyes but opened it soon. " touch!! I have the right to f**k u na", shaurya moved closer and bit her earlobe hard. His tampered laughter was heard a second later. "aahhh!" she screamed!! She pushed him away. "U have no right to touch me or f**k me mr. Khanna" she screamed again. "get the hell out of here" mehek's tears had dried up even before making its way out to prove her vulnerability. Her eyes commanded her words and she knew what she was doing. He was again laughing rather he was trying to sound sarcastic.

" a pros****** is saying what?? U aren't convincing darling!!" he sounded harsh. " ohh! Have u invited someone here?? Am i disturbing ur business little bi***" he put up his hands as if he wanted to say he is at an arrest and he prefers to be not guilty. " so the sharmas paid u to fu** me and fu** my life also" his hands were in his pockets and was directing his way across the room. He was wanting to just blabber away the shit he had all inside him.

Mehek stood there facing him. She was content listening to his blabber. She didn't react. she knew it was coming. But she wanted to instigate his anger more and more. She knew it would find his frustration the way to drain. The way to finish all his stresses up. Shaurya was talking. Mehek was listening with sealed lips. When she put forth " i am not a s**t god damn it!! If u have to talk give me respect!" she screamed rather she pretended to scream. She looked convincing. Somewhere her rage her ego helped her do that. Definetly she was hurt. The word bit** was sounding odd. She wanted him to correct it. She knew he would drain himself just to get lighter. He had no other choice. He has gone a long way.

Shaurya grabbed her arms. He pushed her on the bed. " respect and you!! Huhh i would respect all my rivals even the sharmas but not u" shaurya's eyes showed discomfort, disgust. Nothing else.

" so little bi***, it suits you" he smirked. " why are u here again?, to ruin someone again? Or just to satisfy ur fleshy desires?" he winked at her and brushed his thumb on her lips.

" mr. Khanna", mehek had her limits, she pushed him off her and stood just to push him on the bed. " aagayi na aukaat par" mehek slapped his shoulder which hurt him a little. His eyes widened, he was about to retort, When mehek moved away and gestured him to keep shut.

" aap ka agar hogaya ho to main bolu?" " ijaazat mangne ki kya zaroorat?? Main apna ateet chhor aayi hun! Agar aap ko 20 saal ki umar akela kar diya jaata woh bhi ek chhote se bhai k saath aap kya karte?? Aap kahengey kuchh bhi karta magar apna sharer nahi bechta!! Main kahu!" mehek didn't scream she seemed demanding and confident. " maine kabhi apna sharer nahi becha. Aap hi the jinke saath maine soya tha. Kyunki mujhe aapko paagal banana tha. Phir dekho kya hua. Main khud hi paagal ho gayi" her giggle was heard. " aap se pehle jinko maine barbaad kiya na unke liye mera mooh hi kaafi tha. I was deft with words u know mr. Khanna" she faced the world through the window. " log mere sharer se zyaada meri zubaan pe fidaa the" a sigh followed her words.(if u had been left to starve at the age of 20 , that too with young brother what would you have done? you would say, i would have done anything but have never sold my flesh! now let me speak. i never did sell my body. u were the only one with whom i did sleep! because i had to drive u insane. and do u know what it resulted into?? i went mad myself. before u, i had destroyed many i have just used my deft mouth to peel them off their brains. people are more fond of my words than of my flesh.)

" maine 20 saal ki umar mein pna sab kuchh kho dia. Ek chhota sa bhai tha jo mujh se ummeed laga kar baitha tha. Tab Mumbai shahar ne jo mujhe dia maine inhi dono haatho se usse apna liya. Mohit, mera bhai, woh sab jaanta tha magar usse maine kabhie mere kaam ke aas pass bhi aane nahi diya" the tears which had finally found its way out now didn't want to stop.( i had lost all my belongings rather all myself when i was just 20. i had a brother who was dependent on me. then, mumbai did offer me something, and i embraced that offer with open arms. mohit, my brother knew everything what i did, but i didn't allow him to even wander near my job.)

" aapka kaam mera aakhri project tha, mujhe delhi 5 mahine pehle aana tha. Magar meri paagalpan ne mujhe rok ke rakha. Woh paagalpan aap thhe mr.khanna" she turned to face him finally. He had a blank face.( mr. knanna destroying u was my last project. i had come to delhi 5 months ago. but my insanity barred me from doing so. the only reason for my insanity was u mr. khanna.)

She laughed and continued. " inhi panch mahinomein maine aapke company ko phirse wahi jagah waapas kardiya. Haan mr. Khanna maine kiya. U don't believe it right. Vicky aapka bhai bohot talented hain magar yeh sab sirf talent se nahi hota. Haan maine aapke company ko aaj sab projects diye hain." Mehek took pride in saying this. She was not ashamed but grateful to her job. " aj issi kaam ne mujhe help kiya hain. Agar main aapko yeh sab nahi de paati toh phir main yahaan khadi ho kar aapko yeh sab nahi sunaa pati. I have my head held high and i can speak in front of u just because of my job. Yeh agar nahi hota main aapse shayad nazre bhi nahi milaa pati." Mehek had her eyes filled with pride and relief.( those five months i worked hard to bring back your company where it was once. it was me who did that. u don't believe me right. vicky is soo talented. but the projects u had planned to crack didn't find his talent, enough to agree to ur deal. this job has helped my way into yielding with people. if i had not done any bood to your company i would not have been standing here to lecture you my struggle, i would not have sttod in front of u i guess)

"agar aap chahein toh aap jaa sakte hain" mehek showed hi the door. " mujhe apni college k liye bohot saare preparation karni hain" she showed him the door and commanded him to go.( if u wanna leave u can, i have to prepare a lot for my college)

" mr. Khanna go and analyse" she smirked " then if u wanna talk we can find ways" she pushed him up the bed and dragged him to the door. " get out!!" she screamed just to shut the door on his face.

It was 12 at night. The party was coming to an end. It had an hour to shut totally. The guests were moving out. The host of the show was nowhere to see them off. That well suited guy helped them out the place. Shaurya didn't come down after his first introduction.

Knock knock. It was 12:30. Mohit was back. He was in a deep sleep while mehek was filling her diary for the day. She didn't expect shaurya to be at her door this time. She opened to find the ever smiling helper standing there with a note in his hands. He gave it to her, greeted her a good night and was away.

"suite no.26 to the right to the corridor. Will be expecting you" the note read.

Her rush to his suite indicated of her desires also.

His apologies, her sobs, his praises, her laughter, his words, her sighs, his wants, her desires, his questions, her permissions, his love, her love filled the large suite.

His strong desires changed to soothing love making on the bed. Her nails dug in his skin just to assure him that she loved his touch. The thin line between pain and pleasure was nowhere in question. The feel of the soul responding to the touch of someone who now completely belonged to the other was a complete bliss. The assurance that the soul lacked the first time was filled with love and satisfaction of assurance this time. When he filled her with himself this time they found a meaning to the touch of the soul they love. With this millions of promises was made. Of being there for one another in their good and their distress. They needed no words this time. The promise of love found its roots somewhere very deep that can be never dismantled.

"u r mine my love" the sighs mingled with each other as they could not believe their luck. They lay spent in each other's arms. The arms to have around them for the life and lives to come.