Ufff !! ... Is This Love Again

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Ufff !! ... Is This Love Again - 1

“Hey Pooja , Get up. Its 4 already. You have to be ready in 2 hrs !!!” my mom was not screaming this time but a pleasant wake up.

“Mom , its just 4. We have plenty of time for the marriage.” I was groaning in the bed.

“stupid!! Its your marriage.. Beauticians are waiting outside to start their work.Get up.”

This time her voice was even more louder. I don’t want to make this situation even more worse so got up with a fake smile.

The beauticians where really waiting near my bed. How do they manage to be here at early morning 4am with full make up on their faces??? To be frank I hate makeup.

The last time I had applied make up was during a school drama of my 7th grade. I was the queen in that drama. King was some small kid who was shorter than me.

The king marries me at the end of the play . Now my real marriage is gonna happen with a guy who is a complete stranger to me. Uffff!!

“pooja!!! You still brushing your teeth??? “ Mom again.

I stopped all my haunting memories and tried to finish my pre makeup traditions as fast as possible .The beautician gave me a cream to wash my face.

“ It will make your face glow during your BIG DAY” the beautician said .Sorry she blushed!! I felt a strong stinch of irritation in my stomach.

To marry a guy whom you have never met in your life ,hardly you know his second name , had spoke only once with him is going to be your life partner in few hours!!!

I couldn’t understand why all weird things happens with me always??

The bridal make up begun. Tamil , my younger brother was standing near by playing video game seriously in my cell phone.

Why guys always stick to the electrical items as if whole world is nothing in front of that.I know he was playing the same boring football game in the cell. Whenever he had time he used to play football in the ground or in my mobile.

Suddenly got a ring in my mobile,” Pooja , maama is calling “ he winked at me and handed my mobile to me.

Who is this mama??? my mobile was flashing “Raghav Calling” . Oh this is the new maama which Tamil had mentioned. By the way Raghav is the man whom I am going to marry . Raghav B.E M.S from London currenly running his family business , only son for his parents, smart , hot , generous , kind ,and veryyyyyyyyyyy richhhhhhhhhh .

I have heard this atleast a hundred times for the past 2 months from my mom ever since we got his proposal for marriage . Well don’t imagine he has loved me and proposed. It was his family’s proposal and here we are gonna get married sooon.

Am Pooja B.E , working in an esteemed IT company for the past 2 years. Each girl has her own dream of getting married.Some prefer Love marriage , some prefer arranged marriage , some prefer NO marriage at all . well I belong to the last category.

Life has showed me the ugliest part for the past 6 years and I hated marriage to the core. And the most important part is I really hate this guy Raghav.

I still remember the first phone call I made to him . It was an ISD call and I did the ISD call first time through my personal mobile. He picked up my call after 5 Looonnnggg rings.

You know how you get tensed when you are about to talk to a guy with whom your engagement is gonna happen in 2 days. That too the reason was to stop the marriage.

“Hello raghav here” he said.

His voice was neither hard nor soft but a normal man’s voice with an American accent.

Why people behave like Americans once they do they PG in London. Well no time to think and it was an ISD call.

“hi , Its Pooja here” I was whispering. ****!!!

“Parden” he said.

“sorry !! Its pooja here. Pooja from Chennai . working at Infosys.” I was swallowing my words. Why am I telling my bio-data???

“Oh k . So wassup???” his voice as normal as before.

I was not expecting much from him. But still a plain wassup made me even more inconvenient.

“I think you have mistaken. Am the girl with whom you are gonna get engaged in 2 days” I was slightly raised my voice.

“I know. Tell me Pooja . I don’t have enough time to talk in phone” And some noices of pages being turned was heard.

Ohhh… he is showing he is busy! Even I don’t want to talk with him. But fate!!

“Raghav I just wanna talk to you in privacy. No in private. I mean its important. If u r not busy???” damn , I was talking to him as if my appraisal was going on. Why am I so humble in my speech??? Oh common Pooja. He is not your Team Leader. Have guts!!

“come to the point ..” he was like ordering . My TL is better than him . I thought.

“Raghav I don’t want to get married. I mean I hate marriage life . I don’t want this marriage to happen” I spoke with the maximum possible guts .

“even I don’t want this marriage to happen. Say something new” he was talking in a hushed tone as if he is ready to cut my call. But whatever he is on my line . even he doesn’t wants to marry.

“then why cant you stop this marriage ?” I asked him.

“How about I ask the same question to you ?? “ damn, he was very adamant. Male Chauvinist. I was burning inside. Moreever my ISD bill!!!

“See raghav ,I have tried all possible ways . but nothing worked. That’s why I had been cornered to call you. I need your help to stop this marriage . so can you…”

“cant find any new story.. ? any damn new story to impress me??? Why you girls act as though you are very innocent in every aspect. you can never impress me like this Pooja. Better luck next time” and the call was cut.

I was frozen . Did I heard correctly ?? when did I tried to impress him. What’s wrong with this guy ??? My mobile flashed call cost 397.89 . Waste of time and money.

“Akka,attend the call..Maama is calling “ Tamil brought me to reality.

Now should I pick the call????

Wait and see in the next chapter…

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Ufff !! ... Is This Love Again -2

Akka,attend the call..Maama is calling “ Tamil brought me back to reality.

Now should I pick the call???? I could feel the adrenaline rush in my muscles with the idea of picking up his call. I still remember the words “You can never impress me Pooja !!”.

But why is he calling ??? He hardly made a call after our engagement got over in these 2 months. Never did he attend my call. With what guts is calling me on the day of marriage?? Should I cut the call?? Or should let it ring and get disconnected by itself??? well It would be a good revenge on him.

But taking revenge on the day of marriage with your husband to be soon is a not a good idea.

Or now let me attend and ask “now who is calling to impress??? “And give a big nose cut to him.

Or attend and never utter a word so that he keeps pleading for his mistake.

Or better remove my battery so that he gets a recorded voice “the number you are trying to reach is currently not reachable”.

Why Life gives us so many ways to handle a problem which makes us hard to choose which is right. Normally wrong ways are damn attractive.

Stop it Pooja!!! Its Ringing attend or throw off your mobile!!! It was my conscience. When our conscience gets irritated to its extreme it always gives us two choices to conclude “DO OR DIE”.

The beauticians were making comments on me and I don’t want to show my inner irritation to them.

“Could you please be outside for a while? I have gotta personal call” me on my sweetest voice. Normally when we do pretend to be happy the invisible sweetness of your voice magically takes its control.

They left the place with a giggle. I cant understand what’s damn funny happening here for them to giggle.

So finally am gonna pick up the call and show him am not interested on him and am very angry with his behavior.
Now my right thumb went to make a connection between me and him , I mean a phone connection.

“Missed call from Raghav 4:20 am. “

Wtf!!! Finally when am about to attend the call it becomes a missed call. I have no time left. Beauticians are waiting outside and before my mom comes back to my room and resumes her scream I have to find out why he had called. I waited for a minute for him to call me back. But waste!!!

If that Mr. Adamant , I mean Raghav has some reason to call me early morning on the day of marriage cant he call back if not attended once?? Adamant!!! I was cursing him. I don’t want to call him back and lose my self-respect to him anymore.

Another half a minute !! Waste of waiting and I dialed his number. Again after 5 Loooooooonnnnnng rings he picked my call. God is 5 his lucky number or wat???

“Hello ,Raghav here “ same plain voice which I have heard last time. As if I don’t know that it was Raghav whom I have called.

“I know. Its Pooja here. Why did u called me???” I tried American accent . But I know it finally sounded a typical Indian way.

“So finally your dream has come true??? Marrying rich ,educated fellow in the world!!! Huh???”
Was he teasing me or praising himself. Well he wants to hurt me. Let me hurt him back.

“Am sorry I guess you are not talking about yourself”

“Oh shut up Pooja. You think you have good sense of humor?? See I want this marriage to be stopped. I cant even imagine to marry a girl like you.”

GIRL LIKE U !!! what is he trying to say???

Before I could utter a word he continued his talk.

“Look I give you two choices. Run away from the marriage or I will disclose your truth in front of all. It would be a great shame to you and your family. And your filmy Mother !! Don’t say am the reason for her heart attack which she would dramatize in the public if I let the truth out. “

I was totally taken over. What the hell is he trying to tell . I had been calling him for 2 months to stop this ****ing marriage. Now in the day of marriage after all the arrangements have been made should be stopped . Is he nuts or what?? I was totally occupied by my thoughts that I forgot to give a reply to him.

“Hello…are you deaf or dumb enough to melt my heart??? Nothing is gonna work Pooja. You run away from the marriage or regret for rest of your life” raghav in his firm voice.

“See Raghav I am not getting like what… what you are trying to say. What truth are you talking about??? “ It is really difficult to find words when you are in deep shock.

“ Truth??? You want me say the truth about you and your college life?? I guess you remember Gautham”
Gautham!!! Did he said Gautham ???

“Gawtham ??….” I want to make myself clear what was happening.

“Ya Gowtham… The guy whom you dumped to marry me. How you girls go on dumping boys as though that is your birth right?? I want this f*****g marriage to stopped. You got it ??? I give you 2 hours. Better leave the marriage hall or I ll disclose all the photographs which you took with him.” and the call was cut.

I was stunned for a while. I could sense nothing around me. He wants me to run away. How does he know about Gautham???

Meanwhile I could sense someone opening the door. Guess it was Mom. But what I saw was unbelievable!!

There it was Gautham standing with blue jeans and white shirt.

Gautham is alive ?????

I still remember this was the dress he was wearing when he was shot to death. Please god tell me what am seeing is dream. Is this place haunted??

Gautham is alive!!!! But how??? If the rigor mortis, the decomposition of the human body after death has worked properly only his bones and teeth would be left now . 3 long years. How could be he alive?? I was who informed his parents about his death. How could this happen???

I could feel the world before me is shattered into pieces and I had no sense of gravitational pull acting on me. I was getting unconscious.

Only 2 things were echoing in my mind.

“Run in 2 hours or regret !!!”
“Gowtham is alive!!!!”

What should I do now???
And who is Gowtham in my life????

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Ufff !! ... Is This Love Again - 3

5 years ago….

Hi, Am Pooja Vasudevan doing my second year engineering in one of thousand engineering colleges in Tamilnadu.

I am the most talkative girl in my class but hardly I did spoke with boys. It doesn’t mean I hate boys. I have browsed a lot about boy’s psychology which pushed me to this decision.

Guys have their own rules for girls..

1. “Crying is blackmail “ - but why don’t they understand crying gives us a better relief than fighting with them???

2.” Ask for what you want.
Subtle hints do not work!
Strong hints do not work!
Obvious hints do not work!

Just say it! “ - - Uffff!!!! Well leaving hints is a romantic way in love. Hard time boys do understand.

3. “Yes and No are perfectly acceptable answers to almost every question.” - but life gives us so many options that mere yes or no is not enough guys.

4.” Anything boys said 6 months ago is inadmissible in an argument.
In fact, all comments become null and void after 7 Days.” –How could we believe them in this case????

4. “Christopher Columbus did NOT need directions and neither do guys need.” – well Christopher Columbus had an spirit to achieve something that’s what we want to have in you.

5. “ Don't ask them what they're thinking about unless you are prepared to discuss such topics as FOOTBALL, CRICKET, or TENNIS. “ – Girls have many other interests which is hard to discuss with boys.

Well the list goes on.

So to be on a safer side I actually avoided guys. Well most of the girls said my opinion about boys is wrong and they added “boys are actually sweet sometimes “. Ufffffff!!!!

Well I avoided friendship with such gals and there was a person who was exactly like me. My Best Friend Harini!!!

We had been in the same room in hostel for the past 2 years and we did share the same bench in our classroom. We were like inseparable birds in our college. Neither did we had the idea of talking with boys nor gave a pathway for the guys to flirt with us.

Every girl has her own dream of getting married. Some prefer Love marriage some prefer arranged marriage and some prefer no marriage at all. I do not fall in either of the above category. I do want to do “Random Marriage”.

Sounds weird??? Well I have a flash-back for this bizarre decision.

Vasudevan , my dad is my first best friend in the world. He married my mom Helen ,20 years ago and it was a perfect Love marriage that too inter-religion marriage.

My mom is an exact replica of the usual moms you find in serials. She will make things happen just by weeping and quoting standard sentimental dialogues.

Fo dad , the dialogue goes on like this.
“I know Vasu you have stopped loving me !!!

All men are the same. When I was young and beautiful you were ready to offer me anything. Now I am old and you need a repair.

Is this what you show to the girl who left her family and relatives just for the man whom she loved.
I should have listened to my parents. I have made a great blunder in my life by wedding you”

And when this dialogue is about to end supernatural tears would start its march from her eyes and official cough at regular intervals. And the last target was packing some clothes as if she is gonna leave us forever.

Poor daddy!!! He gets arrested at the end and finally mom obtains what she wished.

And she was even capable enough to influence me and Brother Tamil.

The only dialogue which she uttered to us was “Is this the respect you give to your mom for having you safe in my womb for 10 full months???? I risked my own life to give life to you both. And I did forfeit my wishes to make you happy. Is this what you gift your mom back??” And as usual tears next followed by cough and then the very same bag package.

We three had gone fed up this behavior and it was always my mother who decides everything in our family.

At times dad used to get irritated and argue in return which would pave way for a fight for one month.

Well when parents do fight it the poor children gets affected. And I did started hating Love marriage even from my age of 5 .

And arranged marriage chanceless !!! It would be my mother's choice if it is arranged marriage.Her taste and mine are extremely different.No!!! I cant give the job of finding my life partner to my parents .

So I preferred Random marriage. It’s like having bunch of proposals before and make a random pick, he will my Life partner. I strongly believe In fate.

Today my dad was narrating his love story to me. I guess this is the 195th time am hearing the same story!!! He was telling how he proposed to my mom , how she removed her slippers and waved before my father and how finally she accepted his love ,their register marriage. It’s always nice to hear your parent’s love story.

“Dad, Can I ask you something?” I interrupted him.

“Ya Pooja dear , do ask” Dad sounded very enthusiastic to answer.

“How did you know that you were in love?”

“hmmm.. well it’s a different feel Pooja. I used to see your mom from distance. Never had the guts to approach her.I thought it was just affection. But later on I realized that I couldn’t restrict myself from seeing her. She was a lure amidst a crowd. And seeing her photo I always had a feeling that she belongs to me. Its a man thing. Cant make you understand” well dad was blushing then.

“but what made you to choose mom??? Was she so beautiful dad??”

“Ya she was beautiful .actually hot.” He winked at me with a smile and continued

“But more than that her character was unpredictable. I just an urge to find what’s there in this girl.”

“So dad, you risked your life to find what’s hidden in a girl’s character. Huh????”

“Well Risk edukarathellam engalukku rusk saapdura maari “
{Taking risk is like eating rusk for me}

And we both couldn’t control our laugh. I never know that is going to be the last chat with my dad .

Three days later I received a call , It was a call which is gonna put my life in hell.

Dad met with a major accident !!! It shattered our life into pieces.

I rushed to the hospital to see my dad. My mom was crying like hell and it was impossible to console her. A series of 3 major operations was done on my dad.

After 16 hours of operation , the doctor called us to his cabin.

“Mrs.Vasudevan. Am sorry to say this. We were able to save your husband but hardly he could live for a month. His lungs has been tore apart by glass. And he lost one leg too. Don’t give him any tension. He will gain his conscious in 12 hours.I have …..” the doctor was going on speaking something and my mind was completely blank.

Is my dad gonna die in a month??? Hell no !! It Cant happen!!!

After 2 days my mom was permitted to meet my dad in ICU for 5 minutes.

When she came back the first words which she uttered was

“Dad wants to see your marriage!!! And he wants you to marry Dr.Gautham”

Marriage???? In a month???? And who is Dr.Gautham????

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“Dad wants to see your marriage!!! And he wants you to marry Dr.Gautham”

What??? Marriage ??

“But mom….In this situation I can’t ….”

“Look Pooja. Stop arguing and try to understand. It’s his wish. He can’t rest in peace unless he finds you getting married happily.. Wont you do this for your father? And moreover Dr.Gautham is the best choice” mom sounded somewhat relaxed now.

And to my surprise ,She knows Dr.Gautham.

“And Pooja .. Gautham called me an hour before .. He will be here to meet you in half an hour. “And she left the place to meet chief doctor.

I have seen in cinemas. Whenever mom or dad would be in dead bed ,they will make the hero or heroine to marry a villain. Then their life would be in misery. Is my life gonna end like that??

And who is this Goutham?? How does my parents know him? And even if they knew him would he accept to marry me??? Does he know me?? And why is he coming here?? Just to meet me ???

Uffff!!!!There were many questions to be answered and I knew , Goutham only could answer this. Though I don’t want this marriage at the moment, I could feel some eagerness inside me to meet him.

Well half an hour is there. I was badly in need of some fresh air. So I thought I would take a walk in the hospital lawn. Evening breeze was very enchanting. I could feel my heart getting lighter after a walk. I washed my face in the nearby tap, to hide my dullness.

“Are you feeling better Miss.Pooja ? ” It was a soft male voice .

“Ya.. Pardon who…” there was a man standing nearby who was tall , handsome with an adorable smile . Without any introduction I knew it was Gautham. Or to be clearer I wished he was Gautham.

“Am Gautham . Your dad must have said.. “ even he was searching for words.

I just nodded in return.

“It must be a tough time .Vasudevan is a great man. What did doctor said?”

“He has fixed time for my dad” I couldn’t control my tears.

“Please Pooja . Don’t cry. The world of medicine is very big. We can get him cured.” And he handed me his kerchief.

“Do you think he can be cured???”

“Believe in God. He has done miracles.” And it was the same adorable smile.

I had a feel of relief when he was with me. And I had thousands of questions to ask and God only knows why I was silent.

“So Pooja.. You must have questions to ask ...” It was Goutham as though he had read my mind.

“No…. I mean Yes… “ I was struggling with words.

“No No don’t strain yourself Pooja. Am the doctor to whom your mother is consulting for her diabetes. I had seen you twice in the hospital but you hardly came inside my room. Only your Dad did accompany her. I liked you even from the first sight. I won’t say its love. But still I could feel my heart skip a beat whenever I saw you. So I asked your parents for a proposal. But I never imagined I would meet you in such a critical situation.” And he was looking deep into my eyes.

I always had a problem in seeing a person eye to eye and talk. And this guy had something in his eyes. So I did kept my sight as far as possible from him.

“See Gautham I can’t think of marriage at this situation” a firm voice of mine replied him.

“So shall I assume you have rejected my proposal?”

“No…Not exactly … It’s too fast for me… “I was swallowing my words.

“It means a yes !!!” he winked at me..

“No ..Not really.. Please Goutham.. I need time to think.. mmmm.. shall I tell my answer after 2 days”

Why am I pleading to him???

“So it’s an obvious yes.” He was smiling.

“How??? I never said yes..”

“well its girls psychology. When a girl hates a proposal she would refuse at the very first time. If she asks time she obviously likes the boy. So love at first sight huh???” he was looking at me so curiously.

“Hey stop it…Don’t assume things of your own..” I could feel my cheek getting red.

“You look more beautiful when you blush..”

I couldn’t stand there more so I started to walk fast inside the hospital.

“Hey Pooja.. Just a minute .. “ He caught hold of my hand.

“Leave my hand .. People are watching” I was restless.

“Oh am sorry “

I know he was really feeling sorry.

“that’s k .. what you want?”

“I need you ..i mean your number .. You could know me better in phone.. I have loads to talk to you.. Can i??? “ his request was very humble to say No and we did exchange our numbers.

I was waiting for his message/call ever since the second I gave him my number.

Well he never gave me a chance to wait…

There was a message after a minute.

“You looked really very gorgeous in this white salwar.. J”

It is a pleasant feel to get such comments from a man whom you love.. Sorry even from the man whom you like.
Mom was very curious to know my result . And she kept pestering me with questions. “do you like him??? What did he said?? Shall we arrange marriage by the end of this month??”

“Mom…Please give me a break .. I will let you know my decision after 2 days. But please stop pestering me like this.”

And the next two days were the most beautiful days in my life. We did discussed about everything. I was always found with my phone.

Well our tastes were very different. But we started to admire each other’s tastes.

He was humorous. Exactly talkative like me.. Our discussions revolved around very common topics.

He loved Football and was a fan of Manchester United Team. Though I have heard the name for the first time, now I have gathered enough information about the team prepared enough to answer a Quiz. Is this love???

I said I liked novels very much and was a fan of Dan Brown and Sydney Shelton and my favorite novel was “the Deception Point” .

Next day got message from him at early morning 5 “Really it’s a great book Pooja”

“which book ??” and I was still in sleep mode.

“The deception Point.. And the climax was stunning!!!”

“You said you never read novels. But how??”

“Well Just want to know what has made my Pooja so addicted to that book JJ”

My Pooja!!! I couldn’t take my eyes away from that message.

“Don’t say you completed the entire novel in one night “

“Ya I didJ”

“You are crazy Gautham”

“Yaa Crazy on you.. Hey can I say something??? “

“hmmm ..”

“I love you.. love you a lot… will you marry me??”

I was frozen for a minute. A direct proposal!!! I was confused what to reply..

“Hey..” It was message from Gautham ..

“Reply something… “ Goutham again…

“J .. Can I tell you tomorrow ?”

I never knew why did I put the smiley at the beginning of my message.

“JJJJ ya sure dia… I ll be waiting for your reply..”

“dia??? What’s dia???”

“Just like dear … JJJ I Love you Diaaaaaaaaa”

“Its time I have to go to hospital.. brbJ”

“tc… Love you J“

When I went to hospital mom gave me some money.

“Pooja.. I had a talk with Gautham’s mother. Their wedding anniversary is tomorrow. They have some special prayer in their home tomorrow. So be ready by 5 AM . Gautham said he will pick you from our home. Get some gift for them k?”

“ok..”

I called Gautham immediately after that.

“Hey Gautham . Is is true that your parent’s Anniversary is tomorrow???”

“No .. Oh ya ya yes yes..”

“Hey don’t lie. Come on tell me the truth… where are we going tomorrow”

“Ooty… I swear you will be home by 8 PM. Please don’t say no..It was Me along with my mom who have planned this….You are coming k.. Be ready at 5 .. bye dia.. “

And the call was cut…

He never did asked my opinion at all..

I too wanted to go out with him .But Ooty is too much. Its approximately 564 km from Chennai..
Guess he has booked Flight..

“Please honey.. don’t say no.. I just wanna show a place which is very special to my heart.. Please be ready k .. love u”
It was message from him.

I don’t want to say no . Well , Proposing your love in Ooty would be even more romantic..

Well I was ready for my first date..

We never knew it was going to be our last date.
.
What happened in Ooty???

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Well I was ready for my first date..

“Be ready at 5 am “… these words were echoing in my mind.

Well having your dad in dead bed and going on a date is not respectable. Am I a bad daughter??

I don’t want to say No to Gautham too.. He too knew that my dad was in dead bed and in these two days I was really fascinated by the way he took care of my dad.

He did telephone some foreign doctors and was discussing about my father’s condition. And he also assured that if one more operation happens Dad can survive.

“We have planned to go for lobectomy Pooja. It’s a treatment which we do use to cure lung cancer. But I do strongly believe this would make your dad survive. In this operation, we would remove part of the lung which is damaged and the lymph nodes which receives drainage from that. But don’t panic. Our lung tissue has the capacity to expand and then it makes easier for the patient to breathe .. “Gautham was expounding about the treatment with so much concern.

I was able to understand only the part of his speech which would an average engineering student could understand. He seemed to be an angel descended from God to help us. I had a Strong sensation inside me “Ooooooh…..Am gonna get my dad back JJ” .

Well, Everything was going fine. But still it’s human tendency to dither whenever you have to take decisions.

A pessimist inside me was having its own argument “ Going with a man whom you have known only for 2 days that too 500 kms far is not adequate. That too being an Indian girl you have your own boundaries. Don’t dare to cross it. “

And the optimist was having its own point “ Saying no to a man whom you love and who has helped you in a critical situation is inhuman… And Gautham is a decent guy.. and he has assured you that you will be home at 8 PM “

And it was pessimist turn now “Are you mad Pooja.. How could you travel 560 kms and come back at 8?? “

And optimist started to do its calculation “5.30 flight to Coimbatore. It takes one hour. Coimbatore to Ooty if we take the highways you would be in Ooty in 2 and a half hours. So finally 3 and a half hours for travel. I will be there at 10 at maximum.. can spend till 4 pm.. again can travel back.. hmmm.. even if it delays due to traffic I will be here by 10 maximum.. nothing wrong”

Well it was the optimist who finally won.. Human mind has an affinity to judge something weird as acceptable if we really desire it could happen. And now I was really ready for my first date and I swore to myself that this is the final decision and I won’t ponder about it again.

That was in fact a very long night. Slept very late. Though Goutham didn’t come in my dreams It was a pleasant dream. First time in my life I got up at 3.30 AM and I was surprised to see 4 missed calls from Gautham. I did called him back.

He picked up in the very first ring.

“Hey.. good morning Dia.. Sorry I disturbed your sleep ..” it was Gautham in his sweetest voice.

“Hey nothing like that.. am fine.. So you got up so early..”

“Actually I didn’t sleep at all.. I was haunted by your memories.. And Its going to be our first date. Am excited.. ” and the excitement was obvious in his voice..

“mmmmm… even am excited .. So when are you coming here?? ”

“I will be there at 4.30 .. we have to catch 5.15 Flight. “

So he has thought 15 minutes ahead me..

“Ya k.. I ll be ready.. seeya soon”

“gonna see my angel soon …Bye “

And I was ready even before 5 minutes. Gautham was on time. He was in blue jeans and black T-shirt. He was staring at me as if He has undergone a shock. Am I looking so bad..??

“Hello Goutham…. Are you k ??” I started waving my hand before his stunned face.

Again no reaction..

“Hello goutham..What happened??” I patted his arms slowly.

“Oh am sorry… I was actually mesmerized.. You are gorgeous today.. So shall v start???”

“ya sure..”

“please ….” He did opened the car and waved his hand to get inside and bowed gently..

“Oh Goutham… thanks” I was really nervous ..This is the first time in my life someone opening the car door for me that too with a bow..

And our ride started…

Road was deserted at that time… Goutham was driving the car very cautiously..

“Thanks Pooja…” It was Gautham who broke our silence first..

“Thanks for what?”

“For Trusting me..” and he stopped the car and looked into my eyes .. and he continued

“ I know it would have been difficult for you to decide to come with me or not.. You didn’t even question me why are we going there.. I really feel very proud that you trust me so blindly. You know what trust is more powerful than Love.. thanks”

“ no need to thank Goutham… You have done lots for our family.. It’s just”

“whatever it is Pooja.. am very happy today… “ he smiled at me and started his car..

“So what are we gonna do in Ooty?? “ I queried him…

“haan.. finally my girl has inquired me what we are gonna do in Ooty??” he did smiled.. Well there is something special in his smile..

“Can you guess Pooja.. what are we gonna do there…??” he winked at me..

What can I answer to this???

“Am not sure.. May be we will have a ride.. Or a lunch.. Or.. Or“ Damn… I really don’t know what are we gonna do there

“Or romance???” Goutham giggled …

“what??? See Goutham.. This is not ..” I felt restless..

“hey Pooja.. don’t panic.. just kidding.. do you remember Dr.Venkat specialist in lungs treatment .. “

“Oh ya .. You said If he gives treatment to my father chances of saving my father is very high..So”

“So.. we are gonna meet him.. He is on a vacation to Ooty with his family.. Since the time left is very less I thought I would consult him and then make arrangements for the operation. He was my college professor… You know what Pooja.?? I was his favorite Student.. when I said about my marriage with you he and his wife wants to meet you badly.. So I thought I would bring you here and introduce you to them.. And we will be having our lunch with Venkat and his wife..”

I was speechless for few seconds…

“Gautham… I never .. I never thought ..i mean Thanks a lot a Goutham.. You are really an amazing person”

“no need of thanks Pooja.. And to be frank there is some selfishness hidden in this.. After all I will get some time to be with my Pooja” And we did reached airport..

From Coimbatore we continued our journey by car..

When we did reached Ooty it was 10 already. Goutham drove straight to the hotel where that doctor was staying..

“Pooja wait here in the reception .. I ll go and bring Venkat sir down”

I was waiting for a bit long very anxiously with my dad’s medical records. Gautham came down. I was expecting some old doctor with him but to my surprise there was only an aunty accompanying him..

“ Hi am Meenakshi .. Venkat sir’s wife”

“Hello aunty ..” I smiled at her..

“How was the journey dear?” Meenakshi mam asked me..

“Ya fine aunty.. “ and I was searching someone..

“guess you are searching my husband.. there is a medical emergency .. so he has left to Ooty hospital.. you know It’s hard to manage a husband who is a Doctor.. Even during vacation time he is not free.. his profession is important than his family..” she was looking upset but yet proud..

I will be saying the same dialogue after some years as Goutham’s wife.. when I did turned towards Goutham he was looking very upset.. Not upset he was angry in fact…

“goutham are k ?”

“Pooja shall we leave.. ?”

“but Gautham.. Lets wait for Venkat sir.. We have to show the medical records”

“Pooja lets leave… “ He was frowning indeed..

“Gautham… But”

“I said Lets leave…” Goutham started to move outside the lobby..

“sorry mam.. We ll come back soon.. Goutham is not feeling well I guess.. Sorry again” I started to go back Gautham…

Why is Goutham so angry???

Why didn’t he wait for the doctor to come??

And what’s gonna happen in Ooty next???

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Why is Goutham so angry???

I started to follow him…

This time he banged the door of the car after …. After I got inside the car he started the car so ferociously as if he is gonna kill someone.

“please slow down goutham… What’s wrong with you?”

“Pooja.. Could you please be silent for few minutes??”

Well the best way to calm a guy is to be silent.. I remained silent and opened the car window.. May the chill breeze cool him..

I don’t know where he was heading to and didn’t want to add fuel to his anger by asking where is he going. Since it was not season time in Ooty , there was less traffic. He went out of city and parked his car near Pykara river bank..

Pykara is the most beautiful river in this hill. Well the area was deserted and we did found some newly married couples here and there scattered.. He did identified a desolate place near the river bank and sat. I don’t want to disturb his privacy at least for a while. So I did sit little away from him near the river bank. The water was icy to touch. And there was fog everywhere. The best way to kill time near a river bank is to throw stones in it. No other go I started to throw stones to check the depth of river.

Gautham was talking very seriously in cellphone. Might be he is consulting some other doctor. And after few minutes Goutham was looking very calm indeed.. well I will ask him how is he feeling after 2 minutes.

When I was about to stand and go near him , Gautham came and sat near me..

“Sorry Pooja .. Sometimes I behave so weird..”

“ That’s k .. are you k now???”

“I should ask you this.. sorry I must have spoiled your day..”

“Nothing like that Gautham.. If am not bothering you can I know the reason behind your rage???”

“That Venkat.. I fell like killing him.. #@$%^... He has got some offer in States.. So he is leaving there in 2 days.. He has left a message to his wife to convey to me that he wont be able to take this case.. $%@* If he has planned to leave can’t he convey the message to me before I start?? Hell with him..”

His body was shuddering in rage.

“Hey please calm down.. We could consult some other specialist..”

“I know that Pooja.. But it’s a critical situation.. You know what I had an appointment with Dr.Malhotra today.. since this idiot assured me that he ll take care I cancelled his appointment and came here… now am 500 kms far from the city sitting near a river bank and screaming with agony.. **** !!!” He did banged hid hand hard towards a rock..

“Hey Goutham.. Please... Don’t hurt yourself.. “

Goutham was silent…

“Come on goutham.. Even we have chances left.. We could contact some other specialist.. Or who knows even Venkat’s appointment may get cancelled and he might help us.. God will show us some way”

“ya I wish he shows…”

And again there was a deadly silence between us. After a nap Goutham turned towards me .

“You know what Pooja.. You are really an amazing girl.. “ he smiled.

Thank God he his fine now..

“You have a cute grin “ I really meant it..

“Oh really.. Getting such an obligation from a beautiful girl has made my day..”

“I do lie sometimes. Please don’t mistake me k “ I giggled.

“Even lies you utter are beautiful!!! “ He was looking deep into my eyes…

This time I remained quiet.. Silence is the best way to communicate in Love.. Words play meager part...

“Pooja…” It was Gautham’ s whisper..

“Ya Goutham… “ My voice was little loud.. Well, I don’t want to whisper in reply and pay way for a perfect romance..

“I love you “ Gautham was in dreamy mood ..

“haaan…….Goutham you have said this many times.. How many times will you repeat ?”

“Till I get back one”

“So if you get back one you won’t say that again?” I looked at him with a question..

“Pooja.. Do you think there will be time to talk after I get one back ?” he winked at me back..

How do guys have this readymade dialogues in return??? Well if I answer something he would lock me again with some other question… So I had a readymade answer what girls do usually give..

“Gautham It’s getting late …let’s leave… We didn’t have anything since morning.. am hungry“

“Guess I did asked you a question.. Am hungry for the answer Miss.Pooja”

“You said you know psychology.. Find the answer by yourself.. am leaving “ I stood and started to walk towards the car.. I don’t want Goutham see me blushing and tease me again..

“hey Pooja.. wait I need the answer…” he started to chase me.. By the time he was about to catch me I was inside the car…

We were not kids to run and play.. But still it was nice.. I do remember how me and my friends used to tease the hero and heroine if they chase and play in the movies..

Goutham got inside the car.. He was sighing very heavily.. I know he was acting.. We had run for only few yards..

“Uffff !!! Pooja you run very fast. If I have to elope with you I must train myself in running for a month I guess” he was making his face expressions as though he is very sad.. I was not able to control my laugh..

“so shall we leave Pooja? even I am very hungry”

“Ya sure Goutham..”

Ooty is like an heaven.. You could see greenery everywhere.. And wherever you go you could find people selling carrots near roadside.. A small boy stopped our car and nearly begged us to get his carrots..

“Give us all the carrots you have “ It was Gautham..

“But Goutham.. Why do we want all these carrots.. Merely 2 bundles are enough”

But despite my words He got everything…

“20 bundles saahab.. 400 rs..”

Gautham gave that boy 500 Rs and never asked for change and started the car..

“So 100 Rs is tips.. are you gonna take these carrots to home???”

“No.. I will give these to the animals we find on the way.. Monkeys , Starving Horses ..Wild buffaloes .. You can see Lots roaming in Ooty… We humans have cleared their habitat for our pleasure.. Atleast we could repay by feeding them.. And more ever that poor boy has earned his living today ..did you saw the happiness in him when I bought everything.. There is no better feel in the world than making others happy…”

I was indeed mesmerized by his talk… But I guess I have seen the same scene and heard the same dialogue in a movie but it was in different words all though…

“Why are you smiling Pooja??”

Oh god I have smiled.. Damn…. Why this face reflects immediately what we think..?

“Nothing Goutham.. It’s just a smile “

“Hey come on.. Tell me .. what were you thinking ??”

“the way you helped that boy and idea of feeding animals.. Guess I have seen this scene in some movie..”

“ ha ha … May be this act sounds filmy.. but it gives a good feel you know.. Try once.. You can never stop yourself from helping others” and the same migrant smile of his..

By the time we reached a hotel and we had our breakfast cum lunch … I did picked some carrots and started to feed a starving horse which was standing near by.. It was very skinny that you count the number of bones it has.

“Feeling good ah?” It was goutham behind me..

“Believe me.. It works “ I was smiling back at him..

“so shall we start Pooja.. Its 2 already.. In 2 hours Ooty would be fully covered with fog and we could hardly travel then”

“Ya sure Gautham.. But these carrots”

“Don’t worry.. You would find hundreds of animals on the way “

It was the most beautiful ride in my life.. Gautham was humming some song and was riding the car.. Whenever we did found some animals Gautham used to slow down the car and I did placed some carrots before those animals.. It was indeed fun..

“So Pooja.. when are going to propose your Love?? A Poor guy is waiting for it ”

“Oh really??? I couldn’t see any Poor guy over here…” I was falsely searching for people around the car..

“Hey Pooja.. am serious.. I thought you would propose soon and am waiting for that special minute.. Please don’t make me to wait much long.. “

“Hey goutham ..See a buffalo is there.. stop the car.. Lets put some carrots”

“All girls are the same!!!” I heard Goutham murmering…

“Goutham you asked something??”

“Nothing.. please go and feed the buffalo.. Its important “ he was frowning at me..

We reached Coonur after an hour..Coonur is a town nearby Ooty and it was famous for its fruit festival. Gautham stopped the car near a hotel somewhere near the ouirts of Coonur.

“Hey Pooja.. Be in the car..I have an urgent work there…”

“Is everything k Goutham ? “ I was indeed worried..

“I want everything to be fine here.. Just 5 minutes k ..Its urgent… “

Now I perfectly understood what he meant…

“Ya please.. Carry on.. “ I was feeling difficult to hide my smile..

When he comes back I would propose to him.. But I have nothing to gift him.. Let me get a rose for him.. but where can I find the rose??

To my relief I did found an old lady selling roses near by.. I got down the car and went to buy that rose..

All of a sudden I felt someone pulling me back and was closing my mouth with a kerchief.. Before I could speak a word I was dragged into some other car.. I could see 2 enormous men getting inside the car and the car started to move..

I was fighting back with them as my hands were free at that time and I did hit one of that men. I did felt a strong needle being pierced into my skin…

Am I being sedated????

“Chalo… we will be late to Mumbai Train “ I could heard some silent voices…

Well , everything was dark after…

Am I being kidnapped to Mumbai???

What happened to goutham???

Will my father be saved???

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Well , everything was dark after…

“Awwwwww” I was feeling difficult to open my eyes.. There was terrible pain on my head.. Every inch of my body was groaning in pain.. I was not able to get up and had weird feeling of some monster is on top of my head…

When my eyes finally got its vision I saw the world’s dirtiest room in front .. I was lying in a filthy mat with an obscene pillow on it.. There was an incandescent bulb exactly above me fighting hard with fluctuating voltage to deliver the desired lighting inside the room.. The room was almost deserted and an old chair was lying on one end… An antiquated fan was running above my head and it circulated more noise than air. Some old newspapers were scattered around the room.. I saw some rats running around me and they dared not to come near me…And thank God I was wearing the same dress..

“Hell !! Where am I??” I never knew for how many days I had been here in this condition.. Neither a calendar was there nor I could find anyone who could at least tell me the date. There was feebleness in my legs and it was as big challenge to get up. But I have to.. By gathering all the enduring strength of mine I acquired to stand.. There was a window covered with a mosquito net which had holes enough for a big sized rat to enter.

Outside the window it was dark.. So it is night time..

“Hello… anybody there? ”

There was no response except some unnerved rats running around the room. I went near the door and It was not a big wonder that it was locked.. I tried to push it hard.. But I was not a super hero or RajiniKanth’s heir to open the locked door in a single push.

“Please Let me out” I started to bang the door as many times as possible. But there no response in return.. Having regained all the consciousness back I was feeling hungry. There was a small mud pot near the window. Please god !! Let me find some water in it..

I hastily went near the mud pot and there was only a meager amount of water left in it. There was a strong stench of alcohol in that pot . I thought I would better die than drinking this water.
“Please some one save me!!! “ Though I was not able to scream this time It was clear enough for a person standing few yards away from me could sense it. With all energy drained I crawled to that filthy bed and lied on it.. I was not able to stop my trickling tears. That was the only company I had at that time.

After few minutes I sensed someone nearing the door and unlockingit. I quickly moved near the chair and took a broken part of it as a weapon. If someone dares to come near me I would beat him to hell with this …What if the kidnapper has gun?? Well no time for negative thoughts now.

I was standing in a position ready to hit anyone who comes before me. I was expecting the same Gundas who has kidnapped me in Coonur. But to my surprise I saw a beautiful woman in her early thirties standing before me with a plate in one hand and glass in other.

“You are a strong woman Pooja “she walked towards me with a smile.

“Don’t dare to come near me.. I will …..“ I was feeling hard to breathe even.

“You will Kill me ah?? But u need strength to hold your most powerful weapon.. “ she chuckled . I know I was weak..

“Sit down Pooja.. You have to face many monsters from now.. Have some food” she was looking at me with sympathy. Damn!! I hate people showing sympathy on me.

But I was too hungry for any emotions .but If this food is sedated ??? It’s better to be hungry than losing the conscious..

“Believe me.. This food is safe..” I was staring at her which must have conveyed its meaning that I don’t trust her.

She had a bite of bread which she brought and did drank some water from the glass..

“It’s safe.. You can have..”

With no more hesitation I grabbed the food from her and started to swallow it. I was too hungry to chew the food.. At that second I understood why people become thieves and murderers for food. That rough bread with no jam or sauce was like heaven at that time. After I finished the entire food I looked at her. She was gazing at me.

“Why are you looking at me like this ?? where am I?? What do you guys want from me??”

“Easy Pooja.. You will get answers to all the questions you have asked and to all the questions which you are going to ask. But I have very less time left.. So listen me carefully.. and you have to trust me k.. ”

I nodded in return.

“This is a place near Mumbai where girls are sold for money”

“what ?? But I thought I was kidnapped for ransom.. and Gou..”

“Shut up Pooja.. Listen me… It’s not only you.. Many more gals are being brought here and sold. And am here to rescue you”

“Rescue me?? So shall we ..?”

“Wat shall we run ??? See this is not a place amidst a forest and you could run at night as you see in films.. Its fully guarded.. Local rowdies ,Gundas and police support .. You can’t even imagine running away .. And this place is very active at night.. Hope u understand”

I felt my heart was pounding very hard with fear..

“You had been in sedation for 2 days.. Guess they had by mistake given you less doze.. Normally gals brought here would be in sedation for 3 days at least.”

“Being in sedation for 2 days is less doze???”

“Oh ya.. Atleast here.. I was in sedation for 3 and a half days…”

“what ??? So you too..?”

“Ya .. It was long back.. Now I have no life to live. Leave that.. See.. Before they sell you, You have to fool them and escape..”

“Goutham will come and rescue me”

“Who’s Goutham?? Your hero ah?? See in real life villains are more powerful than the heros.. Stop this rubbish talk”

“Why do you want to save me??”

“To be more clear.. It’s not me who want to save you.. It’s we, a team who wants to rescue poor girls from this hell. And I need your cooperation .Girls here are not allowed to talk with each other. I have risked my own life. And promise me If you get caught you shouldn’t utter a single word about me..” She was looking at me deeply.

I was deep shock .. Why does she wants to save me ?? If they are a team why do they all want to save me ?? And if this place is heavily guarded how can I escape???

“Hello Pooja.. Say something..”

“How do you know my name ?? “

“That’s not important now.. you want to escape from here or not??”

“Ya.. “

“then listen.. As far as the information I got they are gonna sedate you again and Suraj will decide to whom to sell you to.. Suraj will be here by tomorrow noon.. Before he comes here you have to get away from this place. “

We did heard some footsteps near our room..

“Hey someone is coming… Hey have this.. Hide it somewhere out of their sight.. Make them believe you are in sedation still.. I can’t come here again.. Javeed will help you tomorrow.. Now sleep” And she handed me a small parcel… I did placed it under the mat and started to pretend that am in sedation still.

I did heard some footsteps near me..

“Hey sheela.. she got up ??” a man enquired in an imperious voice..

“No bhaai saap.. Guess she is dozed heavily.. Can’t get up for one more day..”

“So what are you doing here??? “It was another rough voice of a man..

“Heard some noise.. thought it was the gal .. But these #$%^# rats “

“Get lost from here..” the same man screamed at her..

And Sheela left the place..

And I did heard those 2 men discussing something very secretly.

I was able to hear them very clearly.

“k have this.. Rohypnol .. Inject it If she gets up.. Don’t overdoze her k.. Suraj bhai wants to meet this girl in person.. He will be here tomorrow night”

“Ya k saahab…”

“Be outside the room.. And watch this girl carefully” and then one man left..

The other man was walking here and there inside the room and he finally locked the door and after a while I heard snoring sound of a man.. It was like some giant had its feast and is sleeping after 100 years..

I slowly opened my eyes and looked around the room.. That man ,who could be late forties was sitting near the door and he was sleeping.. He must weigh at least 100 kgs and could apply for wrestling competition. He was Indian White in color and was cleanly saved. If not in this situation I would have believed him to be a retired software engineer..

I didn’t dare to move but slowly took out the parcel.. It was a parcel covered with newspaper. There was a red mask which would cover only eyes and a red t-shirt.. what am I supposed to do with this??? And who is Javeed??

And when I tried to cover the parcel again with the newspaper I found a bit of paper inside..

It had a crisp message in it.

“Join our group wearing this at 9 AM tomorrow – J”

J for Javeed ?? But how can I join them.. 9 AM???

I turned the paper again to find if something was hidden Or something encrypted.. But nothing was there except those lines.

I started to wait for the dawn.. May be I will get some clue in the morning..

I never knew the clue was already with me..

What was that???

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I started to wait for the dawn..

Every second seemed to be an hour for me. A lot of queries were running on my mind.. There must be some other clue hidden.

“Join our group wearing this at 9 AM tomorrow – J” I am reading this chit for the hundredth time. As it was not safe to have the chit with me I tore that into pieces and dropped it in the alcohol perfumed mud pot.

The fat person was still in sleep mode.. The drug which the other man gave him was in his shirt pocket. What if I take the drug and inject him ??? It seemed to be a good idea.. If I have to join their group I must leave this room..

I started to crawl slowly towards him..

But to my bad luck one of the papers lying near me gave a crunchy sound. I recognized some movement in the fat man. Damn!! I have waked him.. Hastily I went back to the same mat and took the same position back.

“These #$$%%#% Rats!!! “ He murmured and looked around.. Then again he resumed his terrifying snore.

No.. I can’t take risk in numbing him.. If caught then I would be the victim. I waited for few minutes to confirm that he is sleeping.

There must be some other clue?? Red t-shirt and red mask..

Come on Pooja .. think..

Red ?? Valentine’s day?? Oh shut up Pooja.. this is not February…

Red symbolizes danger , murder ,emergency ,love ,crime ,blood.. Oh no !!! there must be some link between red and that group… What could it possibly be ??

Red .. Red… Red Cross Society ???

Something flickered in my mind..

If that rescue group could come here without any security problems they must be a social or humanitarian organization..

YES !!! That group must be a social organization team. And they may visit this place to educate the people over here regarding the diseases which may spread or even to give those women a better job.. I have seen in movies .. And using that opportunity am gonna escape !!! great !!!

But I have go out from this room.. whenever I did started to move the man woke up.. Damn!! This man has high affinity towards sound.. Facing failure in every move against him, I laid quietly there waiting for Javeed.

The sun’s scorching rays were falling straight on my face.. I did wanted to move a little.. But a slight move would make that man to sedate me again.. So I did lie there motionless baring the irritation caused by the rays.

The man came near me and waved his hands before me.. He did checked my pulse but I dared not to move.

After few minutes the man locked the door and left out.. I sensed his strong footsteps fading away .. This is the right time.. I got up quickly and wore that red t-shirt and red mask..

I moved to the door but it was locked. How can I get out from here.. ?

The window !!!

I tore the dirty mosquito net.. There were 4 corroded iron grills arranged in an horizontal fashion.. If I could remove 2 grills I could possibly crack out this room… but how ??

I glanced around the room once more.. there was nothing useful enough to remove the iron grill…

“Searching for tool to escape?? “ I heard a male’s voice..

“Oh god !! Am caught !!” when I turned I saw a girl and a man in red t-shirt and mask..

“Javee..”

“shhhhh..dont talk”

He did loosened some screws present and carefully removed the whole window.

“Come out fast!!!”

After I came out he placed the window back in the same position..

“Let’s move..” It was the girl who rushed us in an anxious voice.

We did hurried downstairs.. It was a very old building.. And the footsteps were even more dirtier than the room.. there were many small rooms . some had doors ,but most of the rooms were covered with dithering curtains. When we went to the ground floor a man stopped us..

“I said right.. no girls will ever come down to listen your bore speech.. Go and do your social service in some other place “ He gave us a sarcastic look..

“It would be a short speech sir.. Then we will circulate our pamphlets and leave.. Please” It was Javeed who was begging to him..

“finish fast and vacate this place” then the man was gone..

Javeed handed me some pamphlets..

“have this Pooja.. Just circulate this whenever you see a girl and smile at them.. And be with me k? ”

It was a short lane and there were many old buildings tightly packed.. Though it was not crowded at that time I noticed some volunteers in red t-shirts having hoardings and some with pamphlets and one of them was standing on a table and was offering speech about venereal diseases.. Some girls were peeping from the windows and was listening.

Please god!! Let him finish the speech soon.. There was a rush of adrenaline inside me.. I was in height of hallucination and felt as though everyone is noticing only me. It was kind of social phobia inside me.

When the speech was over everyone applauded him…

“come with me “ It was a girl who pulled my hand…

We went inside a van. She opened an empty cardboard box..

‘Get inside.. don’t worry…Its ventilated “ after I got in she placed a huge rack of newspapers on me and closed the box.. Though it was suffocating inside I found some holes which made the thin air to glide in..

All the other volunteers got into the van.. Someone was counting the people when they entered the van.. So the people are being numbered before they let them inside..

“19 totally.. you may go!!”a rough male voice commanded and the van moved…

Inside the van I was able to clearly hear their talk..

“Miserable !! Most of the girls over here are less than 20 years. “ It was a soft male voice.

“Ya Madhav.. Most of them are uneducated and they had been sold here at a very young age” It was a feminine voice.

“Most of them don’t even know how much they earn”

“We must do something to stop this “

“did you guys noticed?? Many were afraid to come down to listen our speech.. They are watched severely by the rowdies”

“Can’t we complain to the police??”

“that’s impossible. They have a large circle. If they knew it was we who complained they will kill us” It was Javeed now.

“k Guys.. Thanks for making this camp a great success. You can all get down here. Me and Heema will leave the vehicle to the owner and go to our place.” And the van stopped.

I heard people getting down the van. The Van started to move again. Someone was opening the box and removed all the newspapers on me..

“come out Pooja”

I finally felt over whelmed by the fresh air.

“Heema you go with the driver.. I will take Pooja and leave her in a safe place”

“Ya k Javeed”

Me and Javeed got down the Van. I was still wearing that mask.

“You can remove the mask pooja”

“thanks Javeed.. You have saved my life. If you hadn’t been there.. “ I was sobbing.

“that’s k .You should thank our leader. He informed us about you.. See you have to leave this place immediately. They would had started searching the missing girls.”

“Missing girls… You mean???”

“Ya totally we have rescued 10 girls today.. you come from Tamilnadu right?? A truck carrying automobile parts is leaving in an hour to chennai. The owner is my uncle. I will introduce you as my friend who has lost her bus.. You go with him.. It will be safe.. “

“thanks Javeed.. And…”

“what..??”

“can I make a call to my family.. they will be worried”

“ya sure.. and he handed me his mobile.

First I dialed my mother’s phone.. It was switched off..

Then I tried goutham’s number… He did picked up in first ring..

“Goutham.. Its pooja here…”

“Pooja…” He was speechless for few second..

“Goutham am fine..”

“Hey where are you??? “ I felt he was in haste to know where am I..

“In Mumbai .. But am safe now.. Don’t panic.. I will be in Chennai in 2 days.. A gentleman has saved me”

“where are you in Mumbai??” goutham was shouting..

“goutham am fine.. you…”

“Just say where are you now.. the exact place.. am in Mumbai only…”

So Goutham has came till Mumbai to rescue me.. I felt thousands of butterflies flying inside me..

“excuse me.. Which place is this??” I asked Javeed..

“Zaveri Bazaar “

“Its Zaveri Bazaar Goutham.. But how come..”

“ I will be there in 5 mins.. “ and the call was cut..

“boy friend ah???” Javeed was smiling at me..

“Ya he is very sweet.. He has somehow found that I had been kidnapped to Mumbai.. and he will be here in 5 minutes”

“Is he a police??”

“No a doctor.. Our marriage is gonna happen in a month..”

“Wow.. congraulations.. So you don’t need my uncle’s truck.. Your fiancée will take care of your safety”

“hmmm” I grinned at him.

I was waiting eagerly for Goutham’s arrival.. I was watching anxiously both sides of the street.. After few minutes I saw Goutham at one end of the street searching nervously.

“hey javeed.. See that’s goutham… “

I really wanna run towards him and hug his arms. But it was public place..

But javeed was staring at him…

“don’t say you are pointing to the man in blue shirt…”

“Ya he is Goutham”

“Get into the auto.. Bhai saap.. Move fast…”

“But Javeed..Gou..”

“shut up…”

Javeed pulled me inside… and the auto started to move ..

“are you mad ??? He is Suraj.. The gang leader who Kidnaps girls.. And not Goutham..”

“Whaaaaaaattt???”

Is goutham a Gang leader..???

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“Waaaatttttttt?”

Pooja couldn’t believe her ears. Gautham is the leader for the gang which kidnaps girls???

“Javeed but Gautham can’t do such a job. He is a doctor. you have mistaken I guess. Ask him to stop the auto. Gautham will be searching me”

“Go fast bhaai…” Javeed was looking tensed.

“Javeeed. stop.”

“Hey Pooja. You have to believe me. He may be a doctor. It doesn’t mean he couldn’t do this filthy job. He is the most wanted criminal in Mumbai. Hey did he noticed you??”

“No. I guess yeah. yeah he saw me. And he was hurrying towards me.”

“Oh my god!! We are in such a danger. Bhaai please go fast”

And Javeed peeped out the auto and was looking back.

“S**t!!! He is following us !!! bhaai. have this money and ride as fast as possible.” and Javeed handed a bunch of currency notes to the driver.

Pooja too looked back. Normally whenever chasing scene happens in movies a TATA Sumo would be used by the rowdies. But this time a Innova Car was following us.

“Are you sure he is Suraj???” Still I wished Whatever happening is not true .

“what the F…Just a minute.” Javeed took out his mobile and browsed something…

“See this” he show me a flickering display of his mobile.

“Mumbai Police arrested the Kidnapper!! 10 girls Rescued !!”

And there was a photograph down.It was Gautham in the photo who was caught red handed while kidnapping girls and some girls with their faces covered with clothes and some police men smiling.

It is Gautham !!! And I have Loved a Kidnapper. And what about my father??? I was frozen for few minutes. How stupid I am??
Even after escaping I have called the kidnapper back to take me home. what can I do now….

The auto was gliding in the heavy traffic of Mumbai… And there was a traffic jam few yards before…
“S**t!!!” javeed was screaming….

“Look Pooja. There is traffic jam. we will be caught for sure. Have this pistol. and use this if it is really an emergency. I can’t be here now. If my guess is right Suraj will be the first to come near the auto. Act to him as if you don’t know any truth about him. Bring him to Borivali national park. You can do. And make sure he doesn’t makes any calls in between. Tell him that the man who has rescued you , will be there along with all other girls . He will come for sure. and don’t worry I will be watching you.“ and Javeed jumped out of the auto and mingled in the heavy traffic.

It was a 9mm hand gun and it was quite heavy to lift. She hided the gun in her pant pocket and was praying .”Please God Save me : If I have to save myself I have to be patient. What if someone else come and drag me along with them??? Oh no… Gautham should come first…” The Traffic was getting lighter and I sensed some vehicles moving further forward.
“Move fast… “ She patted the auto driver…

And when the driver was about to move the car someone caught the side bar of the auto. It was Gautham who was standing there and was looking at her very angrily.

“Get down Poo…”

“Gautham !!! Hey… Please get in… I missed you. Get in soon” and she pulled Gautham inside…

“Bhaai saap. move fast. Go to Borivali National Park soon” and I was holding Gautham’s hands very tightly…
“Pooja . wat .”

“I missed you Gautham. I really missed you. thank God u r here… Hey look back… those rowdies are chasing me. Please be with me…” she hugged his shoulder and she kept sobbing.

“Oh k k. don’t worry I will be with you. Hey stop the auto now”

“Oh no Gautham. Don’t stop now… I have to be in Borivali park now…”
“For wat???”

“You know what they have rescued some 10 girls today along with me. They all will be waiting there. If we go there we can escape safely from Mumbai. Please come with me. I love you” and when I uttered the last 3 words my heart pained a lot…
“so all are waiting there. k.” he was smiling cruelly.

“I love you too Pooja. but at which place exactly they are waiting??? It’s a huge national park…”

“even I don’t know… He said if I go there he will come and take me to the desired place.“
“Oh k… Move fast to Borivali.”

Gautham took his cell phone out and before he could dial a number Pooja snatched his cell from him…

“I will inform my mom. she will be more happy if I talk “ and I dialed my mom’s number. It was switched off.

“It is switched off Gautham. Let me try again.” and she tried five times.

Gautham was peeping out the auto and was looking back often… They were still following us… I have to take Gautham alone to the park. But how???

Javeed is out. He might have some idea for me…

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Javeed was in a call…

“I have given pistol to pooja… Suraj is with her in auto. They are moving towards the Borivali park.”
“Is he alone???”

“No . He is being followed by his men in Lenova.”

“k. I will be there in Borivali park soon.you too come there. Don’t worry about the idiots in lenova.we can crack them soon”

“ya k sir…” and the call was cut…

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Pooja was still trying in phone for her mother….

“I have to make a call.,. Give me the mobile “ Gautham dragged the mobile from her.

“make sure he doesn’t makes any calls in between” Javeed’ s voice was echoing inside her.

“Please Gautham. shall I try once??? Please. one last time” she was pleading to him as if a child is pleading to her mom for an icecream…

I know Goutham was trying to act smart to me. If he has to find the rescue team he need my help now….
Gautham smiled at her.

“anything for you darling… “ and he gave the cell to her. He turned back and checked whether they are still following us…

“Are they still behind us Goutham???” Pooja gave him a frightened look.

“Ya baby… don’t worry. Am with you “

Hell !!! they are behind us. What is Javeed doing out ????

thenshe tried Javeed’s number. He picked up in the first ring…

“Hello mom. this is pooja here. How are you?? How’s dad…?” She was sobbing in phone.

Gautham turned towards me and was listening my talk…

“Hey Pooja. Is everything k. Is he coming with you to Borivali??”

“Am fine mom. Ya Gautham is with me. He has saved me mom. But some rowdies are following us in car. Am scared. Please pray for us” Pooja was really weeping this time.

“Hey don’t worry about them. soon they will lose the track of you. we have made arrangements. Did he made any calls to them???”

“I was trying you for the past 15 minutes mom. Why was your phone switched off???

“Oh k. you will reach there in half an hour. Drop the phone somewhere. Make sure he doesn’t makes any call. bye”

“I will come home soon mom. Gautham is with me. Take care of dad…Love u all” and the call was cut.

“Now am feeling happy Gautham . Let me check whether they are following us.” She peeped out. “Goutttaaaaaammm . they are still behind us. Oh my god!!!” and she dropped the phone down .

“Am with you. don’t panic… where is the phone???”

“phone??? Oh ****!!! Guess I have dropped somewhere. am sorry. I was bit tensed.”
“what the F… leave it… “

When he turned back the Innovaa was missing. Gautham was restless.

“Hey Gautham. they are not behind us. Hurreh!! We are finally safe.” she was smiling at him…

“Stop the auto.,. I have to make a call…”

“No bhaai saap. speed up to boreli. are you mad Gautham??? If you make call now they will catch us. Let’s reach Borelli first and then you make calls. Or else you get down n do all your calls. I will go to Boreli” this time Pooja was very harsh in her tone.

Gautham was silent for a while and then he smiled…

“Ya k honey . we will reach there first.” he gave a mordant smile .

They reached Boreli National Park in half an hour… Gautham gave the fare for the auto. there was a telephone booth nearby.
“Come Pooja. I have to make a call” This time she wasn’t able to deny him…

He went inside the booth and was talking to someone… If that gang is somewhere near they would reach here anytime… Pooja searched around. Javeed was missing. I have to do something before that criminal gang comes here…

Gun!! I have a gun!! What if I shoot him and escape. the place very crowded… If caught I will be in jail. I have to do something now…

Suddenly She heard gunshot . The booth mirrors were shattered into pieces and Gautham felled unconscious…
“come lets move… “Javeed pulled her hand…

“But Gautham…”

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“Pooja. wake up….” Pooja was surrounded by a crowd…

A doctor was smiling at Pooja… My mom was weeping nearby. Harini was waving air for me… Tamil was standing nearby tensed. the beauticians were whispering something…

“there nothing to worry. she is ok now. Some girls get tensed on the day of their marriage. Let her rest for 5 minutes. Then you can start the bridal makeup”

“Oh Pooja dear…” My mom was hugging her now…

“what’s the time now mom???”

“don’t worry. there is more than a hour is for the marriage. You can get ready…”

Had I been unconscious for an hour???

I remembered Raghav’s voice “Run away in 2 hours” . now only an hour left…

Why has Gautham came here and where is he now ???

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Had I been unconscious for an hour???

Everyone around Pooja was smiling now. But I have no chance of smiling at all for now and forever. Raghav wants to stop the marriage. He said he has some photographs of me with Gautham. But I have never taken any photos with Gautham. How could he have then???

“you were unconscious for 2 days”Sheela said this the time Pooja met her in that room in Mumbai. So has Gautham used this chance for taking pictures with me?? I was wearing the same dress when I got the consciousness back .Hell No. He might have not used that chance to take pictures. Something has went wrong. but where???
May be I will inform my mom. She is the only person who knows about Gautham and all the cruel stages which I crossed on those days. After my dad passed away my mom has changed a lot. She became bit more closer to me. But If she knows that if this marriage is not gonna happen she will definitely get heart attack. And if she knows that Goutham is alive, things would get even more worse.

No I can’t tell mom. I have to face it myself. Harini was still waving air for me.

“Am k Harini…” Pooja smiled at her and strained to get up.

“Hey relax… Your darling has postponed the marriage for an hour so that you can rest and be freshhhhhhhhh on the marriage. He is so much concerned on you. Lucky fellow” and she glinted at her… The way she pressed the word fresh irritated Pooja.
Postponed for an hour??? Is he extending the time for me to run away from the marriage??

“Hey Harini.did you see anyone in white shirt and blue jeans leaving this room.?? exactly before an hour.”

“No. why???”

“Nothing… Am k now.” and she stood up and moved towards the rest room.

“Tamil where is my phone???”

“Just a minute de.Let me finish this game.” and he was very much involved in the game…

“Play Later” She snatched the cell from him and glided to the restroom. Meanwhile She was dialing Raghav’s number…

Harini blocked her way by standing infront of the door.

“Ohhh … Private call. who’s that??Your darling ah??? Guess you guys missed each other for an hour” she was teasing her and Pooja saw the beauticians giggling too.

“Please Harini. don’t use the word Darling. Leave the way.” Pooja nearly pushed her and went inside the restroom and locked it. Finally am left alone.

To her surprise Raghav picked up the phone in the very first ring… God !! What can I tell him??

“How are you now??” Raghav started their conversation very softly.

But I couldn’t believe it is him on the line. I have never heard him talk softly.

“Is this Raghav???”. However I want to clear the doubt whether it is him

“ya. how are you Pooja?” Even he knows to talk sweetly.

“Is somebody near you ??” It’s human tendency to doubt someone if they suddenly act too good to you. well am not an exception.

“Guess I asked how are you??? Are you deaf??? “ Now this is Raghav unquestionably.

“Am k now. I have to ask you.”

“When are you planning to leave???” He didn’t even allow Pooja to complete my question.

“See those are all morphed photographs. I have never taken any pictures with him”

“So you have been with him but you have never taken photographs??”

“See Raghav. It’s not what you think. Gautham is a criminal. He.”

“You girls could make any man as a criminal. See I don’t want any reasons from you. I want this marriage to be stopped. you have 2 more hours. Do run out of my life. Or else I swear I will disclose all the photographs. It would be a great humiliation to you and your family. “

“Hey will you please stop this nonsense. It is not me in the photograph. You believe it or not that is the truth. I won’t run from here. You reveal the photos to everyone ,stop the marriage, and do whatever you want…am not bothered. Its waste talking to a fool like you. And It is better to get humiliated in crowd than marrying you… Get Lost.” and She angrily cut the call. I was grasping for my breath and I could feel my heart accelerating its speed…

F##K !!!! Why can’t he listen to me once !!! anyways this marriage is not gonna happen. He can unveil the photos even after I leave. Then there will be no one from my side to prove am innocent. And additionally If the bride is missing from the marriage hall the society will have its own stories. No I won’t let this happen . Let him show!! I will face the consequences… She thought,.

Pooja splashed cool water on my face. “Cool water is the best way to control your rage.” Dad used to follow this often whenever he fights with mom. I missed my dad very much now. Had he been here I would have had a moral support in his hectic situation.

Pooja’s phone was blinking now with a display “Raghav Calling… “

Why is he calling now??? I have nothing to speak with him. She disconnected the call . He called her three more times and each time She disconnected it in the very first ring. shameless man!! She was still grumbling in wrath.

“A new message from Raghav “

What has he texted me.??? By the time she was about to open the message She got a call from unknown number… Well it’s a very old trick. when someone often ignores our call then call them from an unknown number… Let me ask him why is he calling me so many times and I picked the call.

“Hello diaaaaaa … how are you ??” Pooja was speechless for a moment.It was Gautham…even after 5 years I was able to clearly identify his voice…
“Gautham ??? “

“How sweet of my girlfriend. You still remember me. 5 years right???”

“Shut up… I know everything about you. Before I inform police get lost from here.”

“Oh you are hot now… cool baby. you guys murdered me… No no no it was perfectly planned assassination. And you are happily getting married to a rich fellow now… huh???”

“Hey don’t dare to use the word assassination. It is for great people. Not for filthy dogs like you. Leave this place or I will ”

“what you will?? Call the police??? What proof do you have with you to show am a wrong person…??? See… Am not a filmy villain. I need an information from you. you tell and I will leave you. you are of no use to me now… “

“What information???”

“who rescued you?? I know someone in our gang has helped you. tell his or her name. I will leave you “

“I don’t know anything about them…”

“Don’t think am a fool . I know you know about them. and I have lost lakhs of amount just because of those F*$&$ing people… Many of my girls are missing and am not able track them too. Tell me. see the photos which I gave to your fiancé are very decent ones… I have the worst ones with me. Do you want those photos to be revealed??”

“what?? Don’t threaten me… how could you have photos of mine?? I have never.”

“Ya you have never. But you were unconscious for 2 days. Big time right??”

“Believe me . I don’t know anyone. No one said their name. a man came and rescued…He said they are a team. that’s it. If am of no use to you why do you want to stop this marriage???”

“Well. that’s just a revenge. After all you have cheated me. and you have shot me too. “

“I thought you were dead. how come??”

“Unless the bullet pierces straight to your heart or brain , you have more chances of survival. leave that. If you don’t know who they are at least you must be aware by what means they took you out of that place?? Say that…”

Red Cross. wearing red masks. If I say that they will be caught . not only Javeed but also those innocent volunteers. The rowdies over there counted the people and also checked their names before they left that place. Just a hint would put them all in danger.

No I can’t betray them and stop their noble activity of rescuing girls.

“Hello Pooja … hey I swear I wont disturb you and your life if you tell me what happened exactly there…” it was Gautham again in his creepy voice.

“You have already disturbed my life Gautham. I lost my father. We lost our home and everything. Now we are living our life in a stranger’s land… And now my marriage is gonna halt. You can’t do any harm more. Don’t expect a single word from me. “ She was shouting in fury…

“Do you want me to put all your stripped photos in net???”

“F##k . Do whatever you want. I don’t damn care about it” She dropped my phone with such a force that it was broken into pieces…

I don’t know how much time I was under shower weeping. I have no life left… what if I commit suicide…??? Instead of getting humiliated in front of crowd it’s better to die.

To my bad luck there was no phenyl bottle around and there was no hook up to hang myself. No chances to die and no chances to live !!

“Pooja come out. It’s getting late…” It was her mom.

So nothing worse has happened out now. I went out of the room and I was wet.

“Pooja is still like a child. She goes mad if she sees a shower…” mom was giggling to an aunty. Pooja has seen that aunty twice. She is Raghav’s mom. She was wearing blue colour Silk Saree which must cost at least a lakh. And she was wearing everything in match. blue bangles , blue stoned necklace , hair bands and she had adored her eyes with blue colored eye pencil too. Thank god Blue lipstick was missing!!
“thats k. even Raghav is crazy about water. ha ha ha “ and she started to laugh very carefully without troubling her dark red lipstick.

And even my mom was laughing madly. was that a joke??? When people around you are smiling you have to smile back even if it is a funeral. Pooja gave a sarcastic smile back.

“Get ready soon Pooja. Its getting late. Raghav is waiting.“ Again it was Raghav’s mom…

“Ya k aunty”

The bridal makeup was being done with an enhanced speed. One women was doing something with Pooja’s hair and the other was focused on her face … Some were having a look at the bridal dress and most others were very focused on the jewels. I was waiting for a shout or scream outside to stop my marriage. there must be competition between Raghav and Gautham for whom to stop the marriage first.
But there was nothing unusual happening outside. It was a usual marriage hall with all kids roaming around, young misses adjusting their makeup and chatting with friends, boys going around the beautiful girls and commenting, relatives sitting as a group and discussing their family problems. Well I was expecting a big blast outside to happen at any time…

After an hour the whole bridal makeup was over . Pooja was wearing a beautifully designed silk saree which was dark green in color. And all the jewels were exclusively designed for marriage. With neat makeup she was looking gorgeous…
They took her to the marriage hall. I have never seen Raghav till now. And I don’t want too. everything seemed to be fine around. why has he not revealed the photos yet?? Is he gonna stand up when he is about to tie the knot as it always happens in tamil movies?? And where is Gautham?? Is he too waiting for the right time???
Whatever!! Pooja be calm. this marriage is not gonna happen . If questioned tell the crowd what happened to you…

And now She was there being seated near Raghav as his bride… she cared not to look at him. but she sensed he was looking at her.

“why are you waiting. cancel the marriage.” she whispered at him…
There was no response from him… and 5 minutes later he tied the knot….

“Hey!!! What are you doing???” I saw his face for the first time when he tied the knot…some flowers were falling on us. My mom was wiping her tears…
Am Pooja Raghav now… I have lots of questions which needed their answers badly. I was waiting for a perfect moment…

And of course it was our wedding night…

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It was a beautifully decorated room . Raghav had been in this room right from his age 10 but today it looked extraordinarily stunning. Raghav always want his room to be neat and everything should be in its place. A slight disorder would make him loose his temper soon. So It was his mom who had called an interior decorator just for the sake of decorating this room on this big night. The room was perfumed with his favorite lavender room freshener and there were candles placed at the corners of the room. Raghav hated flowers. So there was no sign of flowers inside but prettily designed curtains were dangled around the room which were wavering to the chill breeze from the windows. There was a balcony beside the room from which one could have a good look of the garden in front of Raghav’s house.

Raghav was standing in the balcony and was staring at the sky. He neither cared to look at the adornment around nor dreamt about his wedding night. His hands were tightly holding those photographs which Goutham gave him.

He looked those photos for the hundredth time. Pooja was standing near a waterfall and Gautham was kissing her. But there was slight difference in the lightening. Pooja’s face was little dim in light but Gautham’ s face was glowing in sunlight. Though it is impossible for a common man to find, a genius in Matlab could easily find it. Damn !! These are morphed for sure!! How did I believed him and shouted at her without even listening what she is trying to say??? Though in other two photos Pooja was found sitting with him near a lake Raghav was not able to believe that. If one is morphed there is no need to check the others.
“S**t !!! How did that bas***d thought I would believe these morphed pictures and stop this marriage?? If Pooja hadn’t shouted I would have not even thought to examine the photo again. But she said that she has never taken photos with him but she knows him… What might be the relationship between him and her?? Whatever am not gonna care. All girls are the same!! I have got enough experience with girls and am not gonna believe any b***h again.

And that Gautham. why did he vanished from the place when I said I ll call the police and ask them to talk in favor of his love??? Lousy Ba***d !!! I have seen him before somewhere but where??? I was not able to recall .

“Mom Calling …“ Raghav’s mobile flashed. When he was in London Raghav would be eagerly waiting for his mom’s call. But for the last six months it was irritating for him. If mom hadn’t got heart attack or If mom hadn’t threatened him of committing suicide or at least If mom had understood his inner hurt feelings, this marriage would have not happened. Raghav was frustrated when his dad too supported her mom in getting married. and finally their parents won and Raghav accepted this marriage. But the last chance . If the photos which Gautham had given been real I would have stopped this marriage. His conscious didn’t allow him to put false grievance on a girl and use that chance to stop this unwelcomed marriage.

The mobile was ringing still.

Why is she calling me now ??? Advise me to act as a goody goody husband to her daughter in law??? If I don’t attend the call she would come to the room straight. Am not in a mood to talk to anyone in person. With frustration Raghav attended the call.
“Hello Raghav. Howz the decoration. Stunned ah??? With great difficulty we traced Mr.Jane to do this interior decoration part. I myself chose the best design for this room.And that curtains.”

“Mom please stop it… the decoration is awesome. This is what you want right?? Please leave me alone” and he switched off his mobile.

Still his mind was circling around Gautham. If he wants to stop the marriage why did he ran away?? Or are they a group to snatch money from me showing the pictures of my wife with someone else. My wife… These words were hard to digest for Raghav. If it had been a year before the word “My wife” had only meaning in Raghav’s dictionary. It was she !! “MEHA” How could she betray me like this?? Even by thinking her Raghav felt his blood pressure raise. No I won’t think about her . But each time we try to forget a person they often occupy our mind without our approval and give us the unbearable pain. It’s a specialty in Love. Raghav purposely switched his topic to Pooja and Gautham and each time Meha’s smiling face disturbed him. She is such a Bi**h!! Why am I still thinking about her.

He sensed someone entering the room. It must be Pooja. With no interest in looking at her Raghav was staring at the sky.

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Pooja had gone fed up in the change in makeup and dress since from the morning. this is the fourth time she changed her dress and makeup. She never tried to talk with Raghav during evening reception. To smile in front of everyone when your heart is crying inside is very hard. Pooja has mastered that art. And finally when she was about to leave her family and start in car she cried like a broken dam. When most of them felt she is crying for missing her family , only Pooja knew the exact reason. She was neither happy nor sad of this marriage. But when comes about future she had only a question mark in front. and She was still confused why Raghav married her.

It had been a perfect time for him to stop this marriage. Old photos, ex-boyfriend in marriage hall and “A girl like me as a bride!!!” as he often said.

Every weird things happen to me !! Well with the height of frustration she went inside the room. she was in light blue colored silk saree and her hair was left loose. When the beauticians tried to keep flowers on her head my mother-in-law refused it . Total family has some mysteries in them. Ufff!!

It was the most beautiful room shehad ever seen in my life. And the room freshener was really mesmerizing. This is the best habit of mine !! However worse the situation in my life I have never failed to relish the beauty around. Few seconds of refreshment gives us better strength to face worst problems.

The room was very neat and everything was in order. Exactly opposite to my room!!! She thought of her room which would look like a ghost house and If you have find a particular object you have to go for treasure hunt.

It was deserted !! she glided inside the room very gently. ”Now a days young girls walk gently only on their wedding night or when they are about to deliver a baby !!” It was a bad comment given by Gautham once seeing me walking so fast. S**t !! why am I thinking about him???

Raghav was standing near the balcony. He didn’t seemed to care a damn about her. Well even am not bothered about him. But I have lots of questions which needed its answer. Shall I too go to the balcony and talk to him. No It would be as though am behind him and trying to flatter him. He has the ability to use any word and hurt a person.

No I will wait here. Let him come and speak. Well mostly girls never start a conversation. She sat on the couch which was near the cot and was looking around the room. There was a shelf nearby. It’s better to call it as a mini library. He must be a book worm like me. well I don’t want to dig into that shelf on the very first night and was waiting anxiously for Raghav.

It was almost half an hour ,Raghav cared not to look at her. Does he know am here ??? She coughed purposely. She knew it’s a very old trick and it does work mostly. But Raghav was completely deaf to her cough. well I must try something new…There was a tv on the corner of the room. And the remote was lying nearby the couch. Let me disturb him technically. She switched on the tv and raised its volume step by step. Awww!! It was maximum now , but still there was no reaction from him. this volume would have woke up a dead person from grave too. Damn !!!! He is very stubborn.

The tv was telecasting some news channel. She tuned the channels without leaving any gap between. Perhaps it’s the best way to irritate a person that too in full volume…

Raghav banged the door near balcony. He came with such a speed and lifted the television and banged it down. The LCD was shattered into pieces…

She stood there speechless in shock. He hurried towards her snatched the remote from her hand and pulled her towards him. Before She could sense what was happening his lips were on mine. She stood motionless for few seconds and when she recognized the reality it was too late to fight with him. His arms were tightly holding her that she couldn’t move even an inch. after few minutes his arms loosened and he left her. But his eyes were burning in rage.

“this is what you want right??? Is this enough or you want everything??” he was breathing hard and took steps further towards her.

Pooja was too grasping for my breath veiled in the unexpected jolt.

“Hey stop there…” she was struggling for my words… And I never knew why tears were trickling on my cheeks.
He stopped and was gazing at me like he was looking at an ugly beast. Every cell in her body was burning in embarrassment and agony. If he hadn’t been my husband I would have slapped him. When he further took a step towards her she nearly shouted…

“Stop there. Or I will slap you “

“Slap me ??? Do you think that you have so much strength in you?? You blo**y bi.” He didn’t complete the word.

she couldn’t control my tears. But crying in front of a man would show you weaker. With no more words to speak she sat on the couch . There was deadly silence between them. Raghav moved to the balcony again and took the same position back…
Now I was able to weep independently. I hated crying. But In this situation I was left with no other choice. Quite after a while I felt little relaxed… wiping all the stains of tears and with no energy left I laid on the couch… I recalled all the shocks which I got in one single day. God !! Its enough !!! I will face remaining shocks tomorrow…

Raghav came inside the room . He was roaming for a while inside the room and took an empty cardboard. He went near the broken LCD and started picking up the broken pieces and noiselessly dropped them inside it…

“If you are not sleeping am sorry Pooja “ It was Raghav….

“Did he say sorry???”

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Ufff !! ... Is This Love Again - 12

P.N: Gautham and Suraj denote the same person.

I must be dreaming !! Raghav’s dictionary doesn’t have the word sorry when it’s a conversation with Pooja. Pooja got up from the couch as he was standing . It is not am giving respect to him, but to reply a man sleeping on a couch didn’t seemed moral.

“you said sorry???” She looked at him bizarrely with a question.

“Yeah… I said.” well he didn’t look at her.

“For wat??” she enquired him.

Right from the ISD call he has got so many reasons for which he can plead to me. But what for this sorry?? I was bit confused.

“Damn. Look Am not such a kind of guy to touch a girl without her wish. and I… See. I shouldn’t have done this. Sorry k. “ his face was outright without any expressions.

Now what can I say to him??? Accept his apology?? “Its k Raghav I don’t mind you kissing me !!! “ He will think that am shameless…

Or shout at him “How dare you did this to me ?? Will just a sorry make me forget everything??” It will worsen the situation more…

she was thinking deeply what should she reply. but he never cared her and went for cautiously picking the broken pieces of LCD and placing it in the cardboard box. The broken pieces were flickering in the dim light.

I will better help him in collecting those pieces. And accept his apology and also clearly mention to him that not to repeat this again.

When I moved towards him , “Stop there …” It was Raghav in his elevated voice.
“I ll…”

“Use the couch. “

“pardon…”

“I mean don’t use my bed. I hate people using it. Guess you are comfortable with the couch.If not I ll order a new cot for you…”

Who is bothered about his bed???

“See Raghav. Am.”

“I know you are my wife. But don’t think am such a decent guy who will be in control having a beautiful girl lying beside him in his own bed. Next time I won’t be sorry too. So your safety is in your hand… Use the couch… and”

“Hey. don’t you have an habit of listening others??? Who is bothered about your cot ? and am very much comfortable here… “

“then why the hell did you moved towards it??”

“hey…you have got perversion in your eyes. will you believe that I thought I will help you in collecting these.” She pointed those broken parts.

“I will… Clean the room. “ he almost commanded her. Then he just kept the box down and left that place to sit on his precious cot… He is now seated on his bed with his legs crossed turning the pages of a magazine.

How rude !!! I was burning in rage !!! As if he is King and am his slave cleaning his room.Hell. I was not in a mood to fight or argue with him . with no choice left I eviscerated it and placed the box in a corner of the room…

There was no sign of sorry in his face. cha!! For a minute even I considered him Noble. Chanceless… With distress she progressed towards the couch.

“Hey. wait. “ It was Raghav.

Now what ?? Is he going to complain that I have not cleaned properly ?? I haven’t cleaned any place in my life with so much perfection…

“What??? I have no strength left to argue with you…” she was frowning at him.
“even am… See I need privacy… There is a small room attached to this one. It’s my reading room. So…”

“can you please help me to move this couch to that room??? “ she did’t want to listen him anymore.

“Oh ya…sure…” he grinned…

That was the first time he smiled at me… I could feel my heart getting lighter. am I feeling glad for his smile?? Oh nothing Pooja…

He was very strong indeed. Must have gone to gym daily. Pooja had just placed her hands on it as if she is pushing. but the reality is 98% strength was his.

“now you can use this room. Don’t touch the computer and the files in the drawer. Other than that you can use everything… good night.” he hurried out of the room…

“Good night.” I know he might have not heard my words. and he never cared too !!!

Even this room was well-ordered and air conditioned. the room had only one entrance. so if Pooja has to leave the room she had to cross Raghav’s room… It had a big sized window skillfully covered with curtains. There was a reading table with many shelves in it… There was a cupboard covered with glass which had a large collection of books…

He must be mad about books !!! Well I have a good time pass here…

“You can lock the door” Raghav was shouting from his room…

With no more words to ask she locked it… I was tired !! very tired now !! But I know I couldn’t sleep now. I had lots of questions in my mind which needed their answer. I can ask Raghav but I am damn sure he won’t answer any of my questions properly and rather would insult me…

Where is Gautham now??? I have to inform Javeed that Gautham is not dead… but how?? After I escaped from that hell , Javeed hadn’t contacted me… she still remembered the last words which Javeed said to her…

“shift your home to some other place. a place where you have never been… and change your college. don’t update anything about you in facebook. and. be safe k…”

How could I contact him??? Her brain was wavering around. she never knew when she slept and it was Raghav smiling in her dreams !!! and she never knew a great shock was waiting for me tomorrow !!!

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It was a heavily loaded truck with a large container behind. the driver riding the truck in the busy Chennai highways… A couple was sitting near the driver. The woman was in her early forties but seemed more aged with wrinkles on her face . The old-fashioned saree which she was currently wearing was faded and it portrayed her to be the poorest individual from India . And the man was in his late forties looked very strong but still his dressing was even more worse than his wife… He was chatting to the driver…

“Is this road always busy???” the man enquired to the driver…

“ya sahaab !! This is NH4… This road connects 4 states. People travelling to Mumbai, Banglore or Pune always prefer this route. I myself have travelled 50 times in this highway. “ the driver was propagandizing his experience.

“So why are you shifting your home to Mumbai??? “ the driver asked the man…
“I have got a transfer of job to Mumbai … So we are shifting there…”

“What job saahab???”

“am an agent in a private insurance company.. Have got a promotion. “the man was smiling at him…

The driver looked at the couple bizarrely…

“Oh these clothes… Don’t mistake us. My wife gives me such clothes to wear whenever we go for a night travel. she is bit cautious about our safety. “ he was smiling again…

“ha ha. Ya sahaab. These ladies are all the same. even my wife allows me to wear good dresses only on someone’s marriage function… So to wear a decent dress I have wait for a wedding…” He laughed such loudly that the woman nearby woke up…

“****. whats happening here??? Dont you know am sleeping. “ she shouted at her husband..

“nothing dear. the driver laughed… I will ask him to be quiet…You please sleep honey…” and he tapped her gently.

The lady resumed her sleep mode back….

“sorry. My wife loses her temper when disturbed from sleep” he looked at the driver pithily.

“I can understand…It’s very hard to be a husband saahab.” the driver whispered and smiled at the man …

“so when will we cross the tamilnadu border???” The man asked him.
“Just 5 kilometers saahab. we will cross in 10 minutes…”

“thanks…” the man felt a sigh of relief inside him…

Before they could cross 2 kilometers two police jeeps were on the way checking the vehicles …

The man felt his heart skip a beat. but still he was strong inside and recalled Suraj’s words… “Don’t worry Police wont check this vehicle. this truck has been exclusively used for shifting home. So they won’t doubt you… And moreover I have informed the road inspector too. He will take care… be careful about the girls. If one is missing I will kill you. samje???”

He felt his adrenaline raising and lowering in his blood in a zigzag manner. God !! Please let them not check the truck… and the thought of 7 girls lying unconscious inside the truck wrapped in big boxes bewildered him…

He tried to wake up the lady who was sleeping still and was snoring like a chimpanzee. Well he doesn’t know whether chimpanzee could snore , but he didn’t find better illustration than that…

“Get up !! you useless woman !! “ he was screaming….

“Why are you waking her up saahab??? This is a usual checking. they know me. You know I have travelled this route more than 50 times.”

OMG!!! How many times will he tell that he has travelled in this route ???? As if this is a Kashmir Border….****!!!

The truck was in a queue to undergo the checking. There were 2 police jeeps and some 10 policemen in their neatly ironed khaki uniform.

“Can’t you ignore the checking and go ???” the man queried him in frustration.
“Don’t worry sahaab. Its nothing. they will check for license… I have it and plus I have travelled this route more than 50 times. I know them …”

“****. stop this nonsense!!! Drive the truck… “ the man was shuddering in rage.
He quickly dialed Suraj’s number…

Suraj picked the call in the very first ring…

“So have you crossed Tamilnadu border??? “

“No sahaab… there is a checking on the highways. we are in a queue and we will be checked after 3 vehicles. am scared.” he was hissing…

“you fool. Don’t show you are scared !!! I said I have informed the road police. They will take care. and this lorry driver has a good name. so no chance of checking. got it ?? Now be normal. text me after you cross the Tamilnadu border… if something goes wrong give the phone to Police. I will take care…” and the call was cut.

Now the truck stopped…

“vanakkam sir… they are shifting home to Mumbai… He is an insurance agent sir…”

“shut up !! show me your license…” one of the policemen with a big mustache yelled.

“here it is sahaab. I have an experience of 10 years in driving. And I have travelled this route more than… “ and the driver resumed his speech again…
****!!! the man was screaming inside…

“what is your name???” another police enquired the man…

“Ra. Ramesh sir…”

“Who is she???” the police pointed the lady.

“My wife…”

“what’s inside???”

“what. sir. nothing. just our old utensils and furniture sir.” he was swallowing the words…

“Hey driver open the container!!!” the police ordered .

“Sir I said there is nothing. You cant !! “

“shut up !!! Open the door driver !! “

The man and the driver followed the police… the man was about to collapse in fear. He quickly called Suraj…

“Sahaab !! the police are checking our vehicle!!! “

“give the phone to them…”

“Just a minute sir !!! My boss wants to talk to you…” and he handed to the police officer who seemed to be the superior officer there…

“Hello. can I talk to Inspector Antony now???”

“Antony here…” the officer replied…

“Hey you. this is Suraj here. I texted you the vehicle number right??? Then why the hell are you checking the vehicle???------------…”

“sorry. there is problem out. You cant cross the border now . I will seize the vehicle now sir. and I will release it morning. Please understand…” the police was whispering….

Meanwhile a constable was shouting from inside the truck. “sir !!there are girls unconscious inside”

Another police slapped the man…

“****!! are you kidnapping girls !!! arrest them all”

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Suraj was waiting anxiously for the call from inspector antony…

Damn!! Why is he taking time to call???

Desparately he dialed his number…

“Hello…” Antony answered him in a sleepy voice…

“hell!! are you sleeping… When will you release the truck and the gals???”

“Suraj sir. you?? Am not getting what are you trying to say??? the truck must have crossed Tamilnadu… “

“hey you said you will arrest and leave them in the morning. Stop playing”
“but sir !! I ordered all my men not to go for checking at the time the truck is crossing. “

“enquire other police you a******“

“am damn sure sir !! we didn’t arrest anyone !! guess something has went wrong…”

Suraj was bewildered!!! What has happened????

Meanwhile he got a call.

“Hey where are you??? They are not police!!”

“they pushed us and have eloped the truck sahaab!! “ the man was weeping…
Suraj was stunned !!!!

Javeed texted his boss…

“Girls are safe!!! “ …….

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Ufff !! ... Is This Love Again - 13

Someone was knocking the door vigorously…

“Are you deaf… Wake up “ someone was screaming from the bottom of their lungs….

“Ya mom. 5 minutes” Pooja was mumbling in bed…

“I will break the door if you don’t open it in 2 minutes…” Raghav was shouting outside.

Hell!!! Its Raghav’s voice… Oh **** !! Am in Raghav’s home… And Pooja you are married !!

she remembered her mom’s words… “Wake up early… take bath. make bed coffee for your husband…keep smiling always. Show more care on him. Make sure he gives his entire salary to you”

Uffff!!! Is every mom like this??? Well though I can’t follow everything what she said I wished at least I could follow first two. I don’t want the people here to think am lazy.

“Pooojaaaa… “ Raghav this time banged the door with more force.Thank god the door is made of teak wood. Or else the door would have got a hole in between…

“Ya ya am coming… “ she adjusted her dress and opened the door…

There Raghav was standing ferociously as if he is gonna kill her…. He was wearing perfect formal dress . Oh he is ready for the office. the clock on the wall was showing time as 9.20… **** !! I have slept so long…

“Am sor…”

“Get lost from here. I have to take important files. move” he nearly pushed her and rushed inside the room…

This time she don’t want to argue with him. Well the mistake is on her side… she quickly took bath and wore a brand new dress. this is the main advantage of getting married. at least for a month you can wear new dresses….

When I came out of the room to her surprise Raghav was still in the room…

“So you always take bath for half an hour???” he gave an ironic smile.

What’s his problem??? Today actually I took bath in such a hurry…

“No. I normally take an hour. Today I hurried “ She grinned at him.

“What the **** … “ he was murmuring…

“sorry you said something ??? “ she enquired him like an innocent child…

“Look… I don’t want to argue with you… Get ready and come down soon…

Mom wants to say something . “ and he started to move out of the room…

she was able to hear his murmur clearly “these ladies !! They won’t allow us to go for job too!!! **** “ He nearly banged the door and left.

Guess his mom has stopped him from going to office… Pooja got ready in 10 minutes and rushed down. I don’t want him to come up again and scream at me… She thought.

There his mom , dad and Raghav was waiting on the dining table. Two servants were waiting nearby standing in a position to serve food. If someone says “on the mount, Get set , Go” they will start serving I guess.

Raghav was busying typing something in his phone. Raghav’s mom Gayathri saw Pooja first. She was in full makeup. everything was pink in her today… Pink saree ,pink eye shadow, pink nail polish , pink bangles , necklace with pink stones on it well the list goes on… Pooja was wondering how she manages to get everything in match… And she looked at herself. I was in green salwar… blue bangles, red stoned dolor in chain which her mother gifted me and no nail polish. She had just tied her wet hair with a clip and Pooja was totally out of fashion in front of her mother-in-law….

She was smiling at Pooja … “Good morning Pooja dear.” she nearly screamed… I was jerked for a second by the sudden sound but all others seemed normal. They must have got used to it.

“Good morning aunty” Pooja smiled back…

“So you too get up at 9. that’s sweet of you dear. even I wish the same. But this Raghav and his dad always wake me up early.” the way she made her face as if she is very sad made Pooja laugh…

“No aunty. I usually wake up at 5 to catch the office bus at 6.30 . Yesterday I slept late.So.”

“I understand…” She looked at her husband and both smiled with a blush… Even the two lady servants exchanged a humble smile…

What’s happening??? Raghav was staring at me angrily… Oh **** !! what have you said Pooja??? Now I clearly understood the reason behind their smile…

“Nothing like what you all think. actually…”

“Pooja. sit down and have breakfast.” Raghav commanded….

She sat near Raghav… except Pooja and Raghav everyone around us were blushing. It was a very good breakfast…

“you look very beautiful in this dress Pooja. Isn’t she Raghav???” she enquired Raghav.

He gave a weird look at her and continued his breakfast… OMG!! Why is she asking him???

“You too very cute in this dress aunty. everything in match…” She knew the word cute is too much. But she don’t want her to feel bad about Raghav not answering her. But she understood soon that she have made a great blunder by praising her…

“Cuteeeeeeeeee???? I know. Actually I go to Express avenue to buy things. and this saree…” Raghav’s mom was going on narrating her stories of where she gets for shopping how she selects her dresses and what products she buys for makeup , who companies her…

Raghav and his father left the dining hall in 5 minutes… But Pooja was not able to move too. she was going on blabbering… Ufff!!! 20 minutes over. Now She started where she buys jewels. Come on Pooja do something or u will go deaf soon….

“Aunty shall I clean the plates…” she tried to stand up with the dirty plate on my hand…

“no need Pooja. Meenu will take her… Hey. come here and clean the table. And I never wash the vessels. My nail paint gets spoiled . And guess wat I got this nail paint from Australia. we went there last time ….” And she continued her adventures in Australia.

“Mom am leaving to office now.” Raghav interrupted her talk… First time in my life I felt happy for Raghav’s presence….

“How can you go Raghav??? You are newly married. take Pooja out…You shouldn’t go to office for a month k…”

“what the… Mom.. I have works to complete… Newly married doesn’t mean we don’t have to earn for the living. am leaving … bye”

“Hey Raghav. So you have grown up now. You won’t listen my words… I have mistaken. I must have not trusted my son so blindly that he will listen me… Revathi was correct…”

“Oh mom. please don’t start about Revathi aunty and her stupid speech. Now what do you want me to do???”

“Take Pooja out…”

“I will take her out in the evening. Now let me go now…”

“That’s sweet of my boy.” She kissed her on his forehead and Raghav went out.

Going Out with Raghav???? I cursed myself for marrying him… He will definitely insult me more…

“Pooja dear. Go and get ready k… “

“Aunty I need a help…”

“ya you can ask me anything…”

“I need to browse. Where can I???”

“Use Raghav’s system…”

“Password ????”

“He is your husband dear. You ask he will do anything for you. “ She winked at me…

He will do anything for me. Best joke of the year…

“I will ask him later aunty.For nowwwwwwww….”

“k k . use the system in living room. It has no password. “ she smiled and left the place…

Now I have to track Javeed and inform him about Goutham… first I tried with facebook and typed Javeed , Mumbai ….3567 results found !!!! chanceless ….

Now I tried with “Javeed Mumbai red cross “

“No results found for Javeed Mumbai red cross” Ufff!!!

I tried with google… It Displayed About 144,000 results (0.32 seconds)
And it displayed unwanted results mostly…

Pooja went for the list of members in Red cross . she was able to crack only the senior members of the organization… Those people who rescued may be just volunteers… After an hour of search she felt disgusted…

There were 560 unread mails for me… And the first one was from Gautham…

“I wont leave until you say who rescued you.Catch you soon diaaa”

She felt a horror strike her heart and turned off the system…. Her mind was circling around Javeed and the incidents which happened in Mumbai. I have to find him somehow. But how????

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It was a hotel situated in the ouirts of Chennai city. Javeed was talking with his friend…

“Boss !!! Master plan… See how these girls are happy now???? ”

“Javeed stop calling me as Boss…yeah !!! this happiness has made us to take risks…. Where are others ????” the man looked around…

“All are taking photograph’s in police uniform… But you looked very perfect in that dress” Javeed smiled at him…

“Not as perfect as you … so have you informed their parents ????“ He asked .

“ ya almost. these guys are making calls since the time they rescued gals… but how come he came alive??? You shot him to death…”

“ that was a bad shot. I missed him… This time I have to trace him and finish his life… hey Javeed. do you have his recent photograph… Guess I saw a man resembling him yesterday”

“Yesterday in chennai??? But where boss???” Javeed exclaimed.

“I said no boss .k . well don’t ask me where I met him. it’s a big story. Send these gals to their parents… I will contact you all later. bye” and he left the place.

Javeed admired this man a lot !! He is a genius !!! Javeed sighed…

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Raghav was busily going through his files… His mobile started to vibrate

“Mom calling…” Raghav felt disgusted. This mom !!! why is she calling me in office hours???

Raghav had his strict rules. Unless it’s really an emergency he doesn’t talk with his family during his office hours. His mom too knows that… damn!!

With frustration he kept the file down and attended the call…

“Ya mom. what???”

“Its 4 PM…”

“So what can I do ??? “

“You said you will take out Pooja in the evening…”

“Ohhh… that. Mom I have got work. I ll take her out tomorrow. “

“Tomorrow??? That’s why I stopped you from going to office…See you are coming here in an hour. Or else I will come there with Pooja…”

“No mother. don’t do that. I ll come . bye” and he disconnected the call…

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“Oh no aunty. I don’t use eye shadow and blushers “ Pooja was pleading to Raghav’s mom Gayathri …

“you shouldn’t say no. You will look gorgeous in makeup… “ and she was applying something more on my eyelashes…

“But aunty… I never … “

“you know what It was my childhood dream to become a beautician. But my stupid husband didn’t allow me to pursue. “

“So now you are fulfilling your dream on me… “ she gave a derisive smile on her.

“ha ha ha …” she was giggling like a thunder.

“You are very humorous … “ She laughed again.

Am serious aunty. I want to shout. But I don’t want to disappoint her. Other than her show off , she seemed to be really sweet…

After 10 minutes she let Pooja to see the mirror….

“Now u can see “ she handed her the mirror with a proud look…

OMG!!! I was shocked to see me. I looked like a cartoon character. I was in lavender color salwar. everything was lavender in me. even the lipstick. If I go to circus now they will immediately appoint me as a clown….

“you look like Aishwarya rai…” she commented at me with a delighted look.

Damn!! Haven’t she seen Aishwarya even in calendar photos???? I want to bang my head on the mirror itself… but I don’t want to hurt her…

“thanks aunty. Its awesome. But I never go out wearing so much makeup. so”

“You look awesome. Raghav will be mesmerized seeing you… “

And the door bell rang…

“guess its Raghav. come with me. He will be pleased to see you…”

“no aunty…I …”

“come.” she grabbed and pulled Pooja to the hall…

Pooja was praying “God !! Please It must not be Raghav…. I don’t want to stand before him like a clown “

But It was Raghav….

“Raghav … you have a surpiseeeeeeeeeeee…. “ aunty exclaimed as if she is gonna show the 8th wonder of the earth… and she pointed Pooja…

“who is she mom???” Raghav was looking at me curiously.

“who??? Hey she is Pooja. Your wife…”

“what the… go… please go and wash your face. I don’t want to introduce a
cartoon character as my wife.”

Well I was waiting for this second. without any delay I rushed to the restroom.

“you are very Rude Raghav… “ his mom complaining.

I hadn’t been insulted so much…. After I came out of the restroom raghav’s mom tried to console Pooja.

“don’t worry dear. I know how much you must have been hurt. Don’t worry I will put quick makeup soon”

“whattttt???? No aunty . Raghav is in a hurry. sorry “ and she evacuated the place soon.

Now She was in the car with Raghav. First date with him….

she never knew it would be the worst date one would have ever went.

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Ufff !! ... Is This Love Again - 14

First Date…!!!

Well am not sure whether people use the word “Date” after marriage. But this is the first time Pooja going out with him. so the word “date” suited better than anything. And of course it is an Unwelcomed Date…

The car glided smoothly on the highways. Raghav was driving the car in a very cautious manner. He neither did raced up nor rode like a bullock cart. It was a steady drive. The car was very neat inside. Guess he must have took intense car on his car.

Its an old mythology. “The way a man takes care of his Horse, is the way he will take care of his wife” More care on horse, more care on his wife.

But in this era, Guys don’t ride horses. so let’s consider a car or a bike in place of horse. If that myth is true he must shower heap of love on mw. Awww!! Why am I getting these stupid thoughts???

Sitting idle in the car was irritating without music… She looked for the music system around but was caught hold on the fingers of Raghav… It was neatly shaven and there was no trace of dirt .He was handling the wheel very elegantly. well , there is an old myth regarding nails of a man too. It is.

“What’s there in my hand ???” It was Raghav.

**** !! I had been curiously looking his nails. “you pooja!! Always in dreamland!!! “My school miss used to shout at me often.

“wat??? nothing. “ I replied him.

“So you will stare at a man’s hand for no reason ??”

“so you have at last found a reason to fight with me??” Pooja frowned at him.

He gave an angry look at her and concentrated on the drive…

“So where are we going now???” she enquired him…

“Hell”

“Ohhh. so u often go there ??? I mean is it your favorite picnic spot??” she questioned him like an acquitted child.

“Yeah. since the time I got engaged with you I often go there.” he scowled …

Now what can I say ??? this man should be a champion in debates… I never want to argue with him… I swore that I will not open my mouth until I reach home back…
The drive was silent for 5 minutes… the Ac inside the car was very cool and I was frozen by it… I don’t want to ask him to reduce the AC and start the conversation with him. and I didn’t know how to reduce it too. with no option left I rubbed my hands to make myself warm…

Raghav unexpectedly gave a remote to me.

“This button is for reducing the temperature and this one is to increase” he never cared about her response and continued his drive.

Pooja increased the temperature inside the car and felt better after few minutes.
“Thanks “ I know my voice was low. but he must have heard it… there was no response from him.

“I said thanks.” I tried again with a raised voice… he behaved as if am talking to the doors and windows of the car…

Ufff !!! Even after knowing his character why are you expecting a reply from him for your thanks. No you are not going to open your mouth until you reach home….This time I was confident that I won’t utter a word to him…

After few seconds…

“Why do you want to thank me?? For the remote or for marrying you…???”

“why did you marry me??? “ Pooja never want to miss this chance…

“haan. because am in love with you.will you believe ???” he looked at her ironically.

“am not a fool. you had a great chance to stop the wedding. Ex-boyfriend, photos, unwelcomed marriage. what happened to you suddenly???”

She looked at him keenly waiting for his reply.

“those photos were morphed…”

“So???”

“So I didn’t find a strong proof to stop the marriage. Got it????”

“Yeah …”

Seriously I expected a long explanation from him…

So since he didn’t find a strong proof against me to stop the marriage he didn’t …

I felt like sharing the bad experience I face with Gautham and all the incidents that happened in Mumbai. But he has already got a bad impression about me. I don’t want to worsen it by telling him I was about to be get sold in Mumbai market. Hard time he would believe it.

It was a quiet drive. they were on the ECR road… ECR road in Chennai is the favorite hangout place for youngsters… People hailing from rich background would prefer resorts for dining and whereas from moderate and poor background would go for roadside dhabas… But there is a common place where everyone goes. It is the beautiful sea !!!

Now she got an idea of where they we heading to… He might go for one of the richest resorts where one dosa would cost Rs.500 (Conditions apply :p). She used to wonder a lot. How could one cook a dosa worth 500 bucks??? Might be they go for branded items. Branded rice ,Branded oil ,Branded tawa for cooking dosa and Branded chefs for making it… But still she was not able to justify the fact “Dosa For just Rs.500 ”.
While she was deeply involved in my thoughts of dosa , they were almost inside a resort.

Raghav stopped the car and gave a glance at her… So this glance is to get down the car…

It was a beautiful resort and she was able to find foreigners more. the time was almost 5.45 PM now and the sun was bidding goodbye with its orange rays…

They had to walk for quite a distance to go to our reservation place. It was a small open hut beautifully craved in wood which was near the sea shore. there was a table inside it neatly covered with white tablecloth and a candle on it. Candle light dinner??? With him??? I never thought Raghav would make this special arrangement for our first date…

Raghav took his seat first and Pooja was watching the sunset…

“sit down” Raghav nearly commanded…

Pooja sat opposite to him and tried as far as possible to not look at him straight… the waiter came and gave them a menu card.

Without even consulting her Raghav ordered some 6 items , each 2 in number…

Atleast for courtesy he must have asked me what I like… well am not gonna eat whatever he has ordered…

When the waiter left with a smile ,Raghav looked at me.

“This is an Italian restaurant… You wont know what these items are… so I ordered myself. Is that ok for you???”

“How do you presume yourself that I don’t know what these are??? I had been to Italian restaurants already… And.”

“Is it??? . then have a look at it.” he offered me the menu card…

“Capellini alla Checca -18.89$

Penne arrabiata -9.34$

Spaghetti Portofino -12.2$

Linguine Della Casa-9.95$

Capicola- 9.95$

Gnocchi-12.65$

farfella Ametriciana – 13.45$…” and the list was very big. Uffff!! So these are the names of food… I was amazed if am finding so hard to read it how hard it would be eat them… Well I don’t want to stand before him as an ignorant child…

There was a word which was easy to pronounce. It was Capicola. Sounds like coco-cola right???

“I love capicola. Order that for me…”

“am sorry. did you said capicola???” Raghav asked her with a question.

“Ya. Please order that… every time I go for an Italian restaurant I have that.” I smiled at him.

“then its your wish… waiter one capicola too…”

They waited for nearly 30 minutes. that is why I never prefer to go to big hotels. If you feel that you will be hungry after an hour then you can go there and order. those were the longest 30 minutes… Raghav never bothered about me and was busy in his phone calls… he often left the place and was in phone. I was looking around. In the nearby hut there was an young couple. If my guess is right they must be un-married.

They were having candle light dinner and at official breaks they exchanged kisses… Hell !!! How could one forget the surroundings and kiss like this??? I hated such a behavior… there was a beautiful sunset before me. Better I concentrate on sunset alone…

Meanwhile Raghav came back to the seat .

“Being single and watching people kissing around is the most horrible thing in the world. Isn’t it Pooja???”

“What??”

“Nothing…” meanwhile their food was served….

“Here is the capicola mam…” the waiter placed a plate before her and kept all other dishes around.

“Thank you “Raghav greeted the waiter…

Raghav started to taste his dish which could not be pronounced and I too started with my capicola. Its smell was good and was very colorful indeed. when I about to taste I noticed Raghav was keenly noticing me.

“Why are you looking at me like this???”

“I have never seen an Indian girl eating Pork. that’s why.”

“Pork????” she nearly shrieked…

“Ya capicola. Its an Italian dish made in pork… Anyhow I shouldn’t say this to girl whose favorite dish is this. Please continue…”

He grinned at her and continued his dinner…

she quietly moved that plate to the corner of the table and took other dish which Raghav ordered for her…

“Hey Pooja. what happened to your favorite dish???”

“It tastes bad here. what is this one??” I pointed the new dish… I want to confirm whether it contained pork too.

“Chicken.”

With a great sigh of relief she started to taste that….

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Meanwhile , a small village near the ouirts of Chennai…

It was a small hut… A girl was crying inside. she seemed to be not more than 15 years old…Along with her there were Gautham and five other men who looked majestic and cruel… they were beating that girl…

“Give me the pencorder. Or else we will kill you. “ One of the men was shouting at her…

“Release my sister … Pleaseee “ She was begging them.

Gautham was in height of frustration….

“Hey release her ******* sister…”

And a girl who couldn’t be more than 10 years old was left free from the men….

The 15 yr old girl handed the pencorder to them. She was the one who was saved by Javeed and his gang yesterday….

“Now what can we do boss???” A man enquired Gautham…

“Kill them both “ and he hastily took out his lap and loaded the memory card in it…

“You must have sent one of our girls to watch them “ a man said to Gautham…

“No. these guys have a clear segregation about whom are innocent and who are spy. I tried twice. But those gals where sent back with a warning… Those *@#%*%* were not able to trace a bit about that gang”

Meanwhile the pencorder displayed the videos…

There were men who were completely new to him. Gautham was able to trace only one among them.

This was the guy who often begs him for volunteering in my area. How did I not suspected him????

“Hey what is his name.” he frooze the screen for a while and asked one of his men…
“his name is Javeed. And his address is ….” The man took out a notebook and said Javeed’ s address.

“shall we kill him boss???” Another man asked him.

“I need him… bring him here alive…. We need to find the mastermind behind this….”Gautham shuddered.

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The dishes weren’t so hard to eat . To be frank they were good… but there was dead silence between Pooja and Raghav. Pooja have never been silent while eating…

“So do you like Italian dishes a lot…???” She broke the quietness between them and started the conversation .

“No…”

“Then why you brought me here to an Italian restaurant????”

“Mom booked this table. I had to.”

So It was his mom who booked this table… Again he was silent. does he wants me to start the conversation every time???

“hmmm… So You love your mom a lot ???” I know this is a stupid question. Everyone loves their mom…

“Who doesn’t ???” It was Raghav’s Reply… he was frowning indeed…

Guess he doesn’t want to have a conversation with me. I could clearly perceive from his face.

“Can I ask you something???”

“go head… “

Why does his reply sound like a command always??? He must be a commander in military. I cursed myself for chatting with him even after getting humiliated often… but when there are lot of questions eating your brain, a mere humiliation doesn’t stops you from finding the elucidations…

“Why don’t you want to get married?? I mean why do hate marriage with . ???” It was difficult for me to complete the question…

“shall we leave???”

“I asked you…”

“am leaving. If you wish come to car. Or take your time and come back to home whenever you wish” and he started to move towards the car…

I shouldn’t have asked that question. that too with Great Raghav. “He shows too much of attitude.” she murmured and followed him… She even Thought of taking taxi. but Its not safe for girls to travel alone in ECR road at late hours…

“No… I wont talk to him anymore” She swore .

Meanwhile Raghav was totally occupied by Pooja’s words. Why don’t you want to get married??

How can I forget Meha??? There were dwindling thoughts in his mind.

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6 years ago…

Anna International Airport, Chennai

“See I have packed all your clothes…The tablets are on the front zip in the blue bag…Don’t forget to have that…Get an international sim soon at London and send your number… And when you are online gimme a missed call. Me and dad will join you in video conferencing… And have food in Indian hotels k… And Javeed will pick you up in the airport. He has went there a week before… And don’t forget to thanks Humaira aunty…. and“ Raghav’s mom was giving the same lecture for the 22nd time…

“Mom… Please… am not a kid… I can manage even if so called Javeed is not there… remember your son is going to do M.S in Multimedia and Human Interaction In Great University of Westminster…”

Now you would have understood why am here in Chennai airport… Its me, Raghav an engineering graduate gonna pursue my higher studies at London, Westminster University… It is my childhood dream to do MS in Multimedia and give a better form to my dad’s business… And Its gonna be true soon….

And this so called Javeed is my mom’ s friend’s son… Very intelligent guy from IIT Kanpur and am gonna be his roomie for another 2 years till I get his Masters…. Well basically I hate this guy Javeed…

I have never seen him … and don’t think am jealous of his intelligence and have started hating him… More over an IIT graduate from Chennai never feels jealous on another IITian… The only reason for my hatred is he is a North Indian…. Please don’t assume yourself that am a racist …. Well I had always a problem in Hindi. And I have noticed these people from North always prefer Hindi… And being a typical south Indian guy I know nothing in hindi other than “Kuch Kuch hota hai”. Well with this proficiency in Hindi I don’t want such a roomie… but what to say it is my fate that am gonna be with him….

There was an announcement in the airport “ Dear Passengers, the flight to London will arrive in another 10 minutes…”

Another 10 minutes??? Well I was waiting for my terror friends…. I know they are always late… and the reason for their late entry was Sheila….

We are a gang of 6 friends. Myself – the IITian , Ralston – upcoming journalist, Sheila – upcoming killer doctor, Nithya- beauty conscious girl doing her engineering , Aejaz – good for nothing but goes behind girls and he does a part time job of studying engineering and finally Shyam - computer genius still struggling to finish his twelfth standard…

We are all school mates and right from our 6th standard you can’t find any of us alone in any parties… May be college separated us but still we were on touch.,, And now when it was 5 minutes left for me to board the flight my friends rushed towards me….

“thank god the flight hasn’t left … So air hostess didn’t board the flight right ???” It was Shyam who winked at me. He was grasping for breathe…

“hey has the air hostess left ???” Aejaz was racing towards us and about to hit me….

“You idiots… So you guys are bothered about airhostess. Not me ???” I gave an angry look on them….

“Well Raghav… we are seeing you from our 5th std… Nothing special in you man… But these beauties…. hmmmm“ Ralston threw his look all around the airport…

“You are all good for nothing… am gonna leave… bye… “ I lifted my suitcase…

“Hey don’t care about them. so is all the packing ready???” It was Sheila….

“Yeah Sheila… hey guys its getting late. I have to board the flight… Keep in touch . Orelse I will kill you… “ I threatened them in a funny tone….

“Hey Raghav… don’t forget that man… “ It was Aejaz….

“What????” I know what he meant but pulling words from his mouth is always our favorite play…
“what what ??? Hey don’t forget to send us numbers of hot foreign figures… and that is the only reason we are allowing you to go to London… “ Ralston shouted…

“well let me try… If am not busy“

Before my friends could raise their hands towards me I rushed inside the security check…
“Bye mom… Bye dad. Hey guys… byeeeeeeeeee… Miss you all. stay in touch idiots… “I screamed until their images faded….

Well am gonna miss them all badly

London… Dream city for all !!! And it was colourful indeed…. Well at an age of 22 , Colorful for guys had only meaning- Girls… And I mean it “ London is unquestionably colorful !!! “
Javeed was waiting for me with a board on hand “Mr.Raghav, Chennai “. On the very first glimpse Javeed looked like a cartoon character to me… He had spikes on his head and his hair was almost red in color… he looked as if he had escaped from a rock band club …. So this half boiled man is gonna be my roomie???? It was hard for me to digest that he hailed from IIT….

I went straight to him and forwarded my hand for an handshake…

“Hey hi. Am Raghav…. “ I smiled at him…

“hi… ???Bharathian ho yaar… Namaste bolo . “ (Being a Indian , say Namaste !!! ) And he hugged me…

I was quite captivated by the word bharathian…. It really feels great to meet our fellow countrymen accompany us in foreign… But other than that word I was not able to grasp what was he saying….
“I don’t know hindi… “ Well I was not even sure whether he was speaking hindi… It might be Marathi Gujarathi or whatever…

“k fine. no harm. I will teach you… “ He smiled….

Teach me ??? When did I said I want to learn hindi ??? Well my hindi teacher broke her head for nearly 6 years . and after thrown into the heights of frustration, she left the idea of “Hindi to Raghav” …
And then time passed by. Javeed was actually a good roomie…He became my close friend very soon… we had similar tastes in all , except food and literary knowledge… we came to a gentleman agreement that no Hindi or no Tamil between us. So English was the only official language allowed in
our room…

Everything was going fine till I met her. she was Meha…

Every love story has a quite interesting first meet…. People do fall in Love to their seniors juniors or sometimes lecturers of their college…. Sometimes Love happens when you see a hot girl playing with a puppy or sitting alone in a restaurant. sometimes It happens on our own friends… Mine was a very different one… Well my love started with a penalty of 100$..

It was Sunday… Javeed was sincerely watching a movie in star plus…

“What movie dude ??? “ I asked Javeed…

“DDLJ…” He smiled…

“what??? “ I arced my eyebrows…

“Dilwaale Dulhaniya Le jaayenge. “ He gave a pride look…

“watt ??? DDLJ was better… “ I frowned at him…

And there was a song in that movie where sharukkhan and Kajol will get drunk and dance …. I dono what happened inside Javeed at that moment that he raised the TV volume and started dancing on the cot. well actually he was jumping….

“Javeed… Are you mad??? Already Mrs.Clarkes has warned us not to increase the volume… She will lodge a complaint if you do again… Now reduce it u @#$$%% “ I was shouting at him… But Javeed didn’t gave heed to my words and was in an excited state… TV remote was with him. so I tried manually on the TV buttons. But my bad luck the channel was switched to Sun TV…
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There was a dappaangutthu (peppy ) song been telecasted… “Hey aatthaa aatoramaa vaariya” was that song. Being a Tamilan I couldn’t resist myself that I too started dancing with Javeed in that high volume…

And now we are here in London Court… waiting for a hearing for a case against us for disturbing our neighbors… Mrs.Clarkes through an angry look on us…. She had some medical documents with us.
“Guess she is gonna point us for her heart attack. “ Javeed whispered…

“Oh shut up Javeed… Its all because of you…. If you had lowered the volume we would have not been pushed to this… “

“Me???? Hey remember you were the one who changed the channel and danced for that aatha song… “ He moped.

“See … just say we didn’t do anything on that day… Let them tell we were on our university campus preparing for our project… “ I gave him hints about what should we talk…. And we both planned the lies which we are gonna utter in the hearing…. I never thought I will struggle for each word at that time…

The hearing started… And a lawyer from Mrs.Clarkes came forward us…

I was not able to take my eyes from her… She was stunning. Amazingly beautiful…. She had left her hair loose and there was no sign of makeup on her face. her wheatish skin glowed on court lights…. She was wearing a black coat and a black jeans…. She had quite big eyes and there was a default smile on her face….

And the hearing begun….

“so Mr.Raghav and Mr.Javeed … My petitioner Mrs.clarkes says that you have disturbed her sleep by keeping high volume and that has given mental trauma to her…. So do you guys accept it that you have irritated her by doing so???” She looked at me…

Awww !!! She is looking me!!! I felt as if an angel is looking at me with a wand in her hand ready to grant me any wish…. I just wanna jump in joy… I just smiled at her return… Well actually I was smiling since the time I saw her…

“Mr. Raghav. Am asking a question… did you disturb Mrs.Clarkes???” She questioned me again…
Well whatever she talked was like a music to me….and I was not bothered about the lyrics….
“no we didn’t… Mrs.clarkes has personal rivalry on us. so he has failed a false petition.” It was Javeed….

“Hey man… talk something. You can look at the girl later. “ Javeed alleged in my ears…
“Mr.Javeed… I want answer from your friend… He is the main allege … So Mr.Raghav do you accept it ??? “ She looked into my eyes deeply…

Well It sounded to me like “Dear Raghav will you accept me ???”

“Yeah dear. I accept “ I uttered these words with so much of enthusiasm that the whole crowd in court started laughing…. Javeed was looking at me as if he is gonna murder me soon…

Well all is fair in love… and we paid a fine of 100$..

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Days were running…. I somehow got the information of her…. Her name was Meha… Junior lawyer in London court. And she took this case as his senior was busy on another case.
Now the second step in love is I have to impress her… Make such a situation that she can spend time with me… It’s a hard thing you know. If the girl is a doctor who have to be a patient. If she is a teacher you have to be a student and you should be an uncle for her student… And now my girl is a lawyer… so no ways left. I have to be a criminal. :p

After so many rejected ideas I shouted …

“Yeah!!!! I got it !!! ” and jumped from my bed….

Javeed looked bewildered…

“Pagal hogaye kya ??? “ (Have u become mad ??? ) He looked at me weird ….
Well It happens with Javeed. whenever he gets irritated to the core he can’t stop himself from speaking Hindi. It happens with everyone I say. Only our own mother tongue could help us when we have to show our real feelings…

Though I didn’t understood what he really meant but I have learnt the word pagal – which means madness… Javeed used to use this word often…

“Hey Javeed this is not madness… This is Love. You will be surprised to hear my idea… you know what am gonna file a case against you… Saying you are disturbing my studies by keeping loud music… So that I can interact with her. Great na ??? “ I sounded very enthusiastic…

“What the !##@ !!! You are really mad man,… See you love her and do anything with her … See I can’t go for courts again. I beg you… Or better file a case against Mrs.Clarkes. Saying she snores much and disturbs our sleep… “ Javeed threw a prideful look…

“How rude you are Javeed ??? Mrs.Clarkes is her client… Mrs.clarkes is Meha’s friend too. So she is my friend too. How can I ??? No more questions am gonna file a case against you…. “

I picked my bag and was about to run from the flat…

Javeed caught me…

“You are mad… totally mad… Mrs.clarke is your friend. Am not ??? Ya allah !! kaise ladke par pasaa diya aapne ??? “ Javeed was blabbering something in Hindi…

“Javeeeeddd… Listen. Thuppaarku thuppa thuppaaki thuppaakku thoppaaya thoovum Mazhai” I said a poem (thirukural ) in tamil in a single flow and breathe hardly after that…

“thup. what ??? “ Javeed looked bewildered…

“You didn’t understand anything na??? Same is here when you speak Hindi,., byee am leaving “ And I ran out from my apartment to Meet my Meha….

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London court of International Arbitration …

I went straight to Meha’ s cabin…

Now she was not in black coat… She in green with pink mixed short top and a short midi of same color….

Now I had the same feelings of a man who might have seen a color movie for the first time after watching only black and white movies…

I went straight and sat before her…

“Don’t you have an habit of asking for excuse before taking chair??? “ She looked at me like a culprit…

“Am sorry… “ I was swallowing my words .

“So what brought you here??? “ She arced her eye brows…

“You…” It was a sudden reply from me…

“what???? “ She raised her voice in surprise.

“I mean. your talent… your braveness. I mean your intelligence in law… The way you won the case of Mrs.clarkes was awesome. I was completely taken over… “

“Don’t say you came here for appreciating me . “she heeded her eyes on the file which was laying on the table…

“No. I want to lodge a case against my roomie Javeed. He is becoming noisy these days. Am not able to concentrate on my studies… So….”

“so ??? “ she gave a quick reply

“Soooo…. I need you… I mean your help… “ Damn!!! I was feeling hard to utter each word. this girl has something in her.

“Do you want to go for a date with me ??? “ She looked at me…

“what ??? You said date??? “ I was not able to believe my ears…

“Yeah. How about dinner tonight?? “ She asked…

“no. I mean yes. for sure… We shall … “ I showed sudden

smirk on my face.
“Then fine… Now leave this place.I have works to complete… “ she started to concentrate on the file…

“Bye Meha…. “ I looked at her face for a reply. But she never bothered to reply…

Anyways let me not spoil her mood now. after all she is gonna have dinner with me tonight. Well Its going to be my first date in London…

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Note : Sheela is the person whom we saw in chapter 3 who helped Pooja to get out …

It was 18 hrs at London. and I was very excited for my first date with Meha . I have been to dates with many girls in India. But they were all the same. And every previous date contained the same boring stuff.

Normally it started with a pick up at girl’s place…

“Hey wow… You look amazing in this pink dress!!! And today you are extra-ordinarily stunning“ and I never know why girls always prefer pink dress for their dates…

And then that so called girl would reply “ohh come on Raghav. There is nothing special today. am just casual… Didn’t apply make-up too “ she would say without causing any damn hindrance to her triple coated lipstick ,lip balm , lip gloss or whatever … I knew any girl will take at least 5 hours of make-up for the date. tinkering polishing and stuffs like that… But still they will never forget to mention today am simple !!! ufff !! These girls !!

But these cute lies I used to enjoy… after all a girl is trying hard to impress me !! and am worth for it !! What else a guy needs…???

And then me and that girl will move to a hotel. Well a guy has to be careful in this journey from her place to hotel. You have to open the car door like a chauffeur, keep the Ac such that its not too cold to her , you have to play romantic songs and act like humming it , at official breaks you have to look at the girl and smile so that she must feel you are attracted by her beauty. And after arrival again you have to open the car like a chauffeur.

And then the dinner begins … Candle light dinner is always best… You can make any girl feel special by doing so. And here comes the main part. You have to look into her eyes… Mostly girls will never look your eyes. Guess they have problem in looking at one’s eyes. And if by accident your eyes meet each other never forget to utter this dialogue “Oh God !! your eyes are mesmerizing me!! “ and she will blush for sure… But some girls will act weird and insult you saying “Stop flirting!! “. and when such counterpart happens you have blush in turn and smile shamelessly…

Normally after this the girl will start saying her history , about her friends and her interests… And then you must start saying hmmm… yeah that’s cute. you are very talented. oh my god I cant believe this … with glow and smile in your face… And it finally ends with a bill of 5000 + ….

And I have got fed up with these dates… and I really wished Meha to be different… And actually she was different….

When I called her to pick her up at her place she said “I will come to the restaurant straight …” and she disconnected the call without even waiting for my reply…

I went to the restaurant 15 minutes ahead and started waiting for her… She was on time… When I expected some special dressing from her now , she was wearing the same dress which I saw in the morning…. Her face was fresh and I could hardly find a trace of make-up in her face.

When she came near the table I stood up and pulled the chair so that she could sit on that. This is a perfect way to show a girl that we respect her… But Meha looked at me weird when I did so .

“Are you a chauffeur?? “ she throw an angry look…

“Why should I be ??? “ well, it was a great insult for me that I too gave her an angry look at return…

“Then why are you pulling the chair for me??? “ she maintained a high pitch voice.

“Who said its for you ?? I pulled for me… “ I never waited for her reply and took my seat…

“Am sorry… “ She said in low voice and took the seat before…

“Please don’t be.” I got melted with her sorry….

“waiter… “she called the man and ordered something to eat…

“Waiter make it as two.” I smiled at her…

It’s another guy’s trick… Order same what a girl has ordered to show her “We are of same kind!! “

“Thank you… The dinner will be served in another half an hour “ the waiter smiled and left the place.

So I have got half an hour to speak without any disturbance… Where to start?? Meha looked different. I don’t want to start with words like “you look pretty” and flirting stuffs… well let me start our talk with her profession… But before I could start Meha shoot her first question like a sharp dagger…

“Why did you left India and came here to study ???” she looked at my eyes…

“well… I didn’t leave India forever. Just for 2 years. I will go back to my country after I get my MS.”

“so you are sure that you wont settle here in London?? “ she arced her eyebrows…

“yes. but If I get a girl from London and If she wants me to stay here. I may “ I smirked… Well she must be Impressed by this. I thought.

“You may?? What. stay here??? Do you know what is the british Indian population here??? 1.6 million people according to the recent survey… you guys enter this country as students or training officials and get settled here … And don’t give a damn thought about our country… See London doesn’t needs people like us… India needs. Do you understand ??? “ she looked fierce .

Now what happened to her ??? I was stunned by the way she was talking… People don’t discuss about society on their dates…. She is damn different.

“Yeah I know… I just said… Actually It was a joke… “ I tried to calm her.

“Joke ?? everything is a joke for your generation… See Poverty is widespread in India, and our nation is estimated to have a third of the world's poor. According to recent estimate, 41.6% of the total Indian population falls below the international poverty line of US$ 1.25 a day … and have you ever thought anything that you can do for the country which you belong to… How unpatriotic !! “ She looked at me like an ugly duckling.

“hello mam… please don’t assume things… Unless we make ourselves eligible to stand in our legs we can go for baring the weight of a nation… And don’t think am unpatriotic. Leaning something from other country and trying to implement in our nation is my dream… and yeah that previous so called sentence that I ll stay here for a girl was just to flirt with you. Understand ?? “ I talked with such a josh that it looked like a politician arming against his rival party.

She looked motionless… Before she could utter another word I continued…

“And Miss.Meha. I know better about the poverty in my country since I was there for previous 22 years. And am surprised that UK based Indian Lawyer is feeling pity for the country she left. “ and yeah!! I made a counterpart against her…

“Just shut up k.??? don’t ever use the word I left my country… Am here for a noble work… **** !!“ She looked highly tempered and bite her lips as if she has said something which I must have not heard…

“Noble work?? “ I looked her with surprise.

“I have to go. “ She immediately stood from the table , took her handbag and hurried out of the hotel.

“Hey wait. “ I started to go behind her. But she vanished in the London crowd before I could catch her…

“holy s@## !! “ I must have not let her go… What was the noble cause she was talking about…?? I was completely clueless…

“Your dinner is ready sir. “ The waiter brought beautifully decorated utensils and kept on my table…

“Bring the bill “ and I left the table without even touching the dishes…

It was an unforgettable date !!

After that gruesome experience with Meha , I came more interested in her… I went to her office often but I was not able to find her there in court… I once went to the hotel where she was staying but got a message that she has vacated the room… Meha seemed to be clueless… Many people in the court said they never know her … Only few said that she is a new joinee from India . Hardly I was able to find any other details about her…

But I never thought that I will meet her with a gun on my forehead.

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It was a usual Sunday. Me and Javeed planned for a trip to Camber Sands near Kent. It is a famous beach near London and it is considered to be the best beach for sun bathing… Well I have missed sun bathing very much . So after long discussion with Javeed ,we booked a car and since I owned an international License I drove the car on the clean roads of London to Camber sands.

It was drizzling slightly.

“Please god!! Let the climate be clean today. I don’t want to look like a wet dog in beach. “ Javeed was praying…

But as time went it turned out to be a heavy storm.

“damn… you must have checked the weather in net before you plan for beach. “ He frowned…

“Chill man… Its just 10… May be this rain can stop in an hour… Let me drive to Camber sands first”

I was near Lydd village and was searching for sign boards for Camber on the highways A259. this is the best thing in Britain. To reach a place they provide you the road number and you can find numerous signboards all along the way which makes easier for new drivers. But this time It was hard for me since it was raining heavily and It was difficult to locate the signboards from a distance… I was riding slowly so that Javeed could clearly look out for any signboards amidst the heavy down pour…

“Hey man. Look its Meha “ Javeed pointed a girl who was stretching her hand for a lift…

Yeah !! It was Meha… She was in black jean and white top… She was completely wet and was trying to stop every vehicle which passed…

My legs automatically pressed the breaks on seeing her.

She immediately got into our car back… And before we could turn and show our face she took 2 guns and pointed it back of our heads…

“Don’t turn… Or else I will shoot you both. now listen. follow that black jeep… fast. “ her words were very strong….

Without uttering any word I accelerated my car and followed that black jeep…

“So Meha. when you became revolver reeta ?? “ I smirked …

“what??? Who are you??? “ Her voice was wobbly.

“How could you forget your boyfriend?? “ and I turned back…

“You?? “ she looked bewildered.

“well am not bothered. Now follow that jeep. Its important man… “ her voice was filled with untold misery.

“Yeah I will. But tell me what’s happening here first… “ I tried to slow down my car…

“hey never slow down. I will shoot you heads off and ride the car myself then. Now you follow that damn bloody jeep… “ She was screaming aloud…

“Hey Raghav ride the car fast before this mad woman pull the trigger “ Javeed sounded worried…

Some big problem for her !!!

“Relax Meha. I want to help you… Believe me. K now I will follow the car… I strongly feel that you wont do odd jobs.” and I geared the car…

We were racing behind that jeep and Meha was making calls through her walkie-talkie… I was able to see her tensed face from the rare view mirror. And something clicked inside me.

I have seen this kind of walkie-talkie used by London Police… Is she a Police??? She must be. and she has guns in her hands…

Yeah she must be a police and am here helping London Police for chasing a criminal…

I can save this moment for my future resume. With heights of embellishment I started to race the car with more speed… It was thrilling indeed… And after few minutes I was quite ahead of the jeep which I was following and parked my car exactly before that jeep…

When I got down my car I realized that I have blocked a jeep of London Police… Me and Javeed stood motionless and before we could gain our consciousness back we heard six gun shots in minute…

Now who has shot who ????

“Hey Raghav. come lets move… “ Javeed pulled me to the car.

“Hey Meha .”

“shut up Raghav… this is something serious. come lets move… “ Javeed’s voice trembled.

But nothing was important for me than Meha… I had a strong urge that I should help her and she cant be wrong… Without giving heeds to Javeed’s words I went near the Police jeep…

There 2 cops were lying dead inside and Meha was standing nearby like a monster with guns in her hand. And It was anonymous that she had shot the cops…

It was unbelievable !!

“Meha what have you done ?? “ I took steps further towards her…

“Stop there. I will shoot you” She pointed the gun towards me….

“Hey relax… See am here to help you. before someone notices us here get inside the car. Please. “

I don’t know whether she believed me or not… she put down her hands and said

“Sheela come . we are safe.“ a girl who cant be more than 20 came out of the jeep. Well If I had been the Miss Universe judge , I would have selected Sheela to be the winner. she was such an art…

And they got inside the car…

Now I must find a safe place for them. I couldn’t believe that am helping a murderer but there was an instinct inside me that “Meha cant be wrong “.

“Have this. “ Javeed offered a dry towel to those ladies…

“Thanks. Drop us at Ashford… “ Meha said.

“ Ashford??? Where will you go from there??? You will be caught. After all you have shot the cops…“ I alleged.

“they are not cops…. “ Her voice was still.

“what ?? “ It was javeed…

“they are not damn cops… And don’t ask anymore questions. Leave us at Ashford. “

“Meha. I can understand that you are in trouble. We wont question you… Take rest for a day in our place… And then you can leave… Believe me. “ I wanted to ease her in my arms. I wont say its love. But I was very must attracted towards Meha. And I don’t want to let her go out of my hands this time…

She didn’t reply anything… Well assuming silence as an approval I rode my car to our apartment…

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Meha and sheela didn’t say anything to us in the apartment… They looked hungry. I offered some bread and jam to them. without any hesitation they ate..

After few minutes I went near Meha to ask what happened to her and why did she shot them… but before I could open my mouth Meha said

“Raghav… We need to sleep. Can we use this room. Please. “ she asked me this question with lots of aversion…

“Yeah sure… “

“And Raghav… please wake up at 8 PM… We have to catch the flight to Mumbai… good night “ and she went inside the room and sheela followed her.

“Thank god. these ladies are gonna leave soon” Javeed sighed.

But We never knew that all four of us will be travelling to Mumbai tomorrow…

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“wake up Raghav. Its 7.30” Javeed patted my shoulders…

Damn!!! How did I sleep ??? That too having Meha in my home and having watched live murder few hours before…!!

“Has Meha got up ??? “ I asked him…

“I dono… there is no sound from their room. They have locked it too. Now go and knock the door and wake those ladies… “

“You Dumbo… why cant you yourself wake them up??? “ I looked at him irritatingly.

“see am an amateur in handling murderers… You proceed my brave boy. “Javeed said in a pale tone… I could clearly understand that he is restless….

“Fine.” I got up and went near the door…

There was dead silence in the room… I stood there for a minute with lots of thoughts to wake her up or not. If I don’t wake her, Meha will miss her Flight and she will stay with me… And I can act like a hero and save her from her miseries , so that she will be impressed… Or who knows she can fall in Love with me too… With all the dwindling thoughts in my mind I stood there like a statue which further increased Javeed’ s wrath on me…

“Stop dreaming idiot. Now knock the door… “ Javeed screamed and brought me to the reality…

“She will be sleeping… How can I wake her ??? “ I looked Javeed like an innocent child…

“@#$% !!! Raghavvv. You can wake a person only when they are sleeping… Not when they are already awake. Understand.???” Javeed was shouting …

“Hey relax. I will knock now “ and before I could raise my hand to knock the door , Meha opened the door and came out…

“Its time. We will leave now . thanks for your help.” Meha looked at me with gratitude…

That look and thanks are more than an Oscar for me… I just wanted to jump in air and shout.

“Ooooooooohhh”

“that’s k Meha… What Flight are you gonna board now??” Javeed interrupted my thoughts…

“we will take care of that.can you please call a cab??” Meha looked at Javeed…

Damn. Why is she asking help from Javeed when am standing like a sculpture before her. Before Javeed could open his mouth and utter yes , I said “ Why to go for cab… I will drive you to airport in my car. “ I smiled at her…

Javeed stared at me … well who bothers about friends when a beautiful girl is nearby….

“that’s very kind of you Raghav. But we don’t want to trouble you again… so”

“Trouble ??? No not at all Meha. Anything for you… I mean for your noble cause. “ I grinned…

“fine… shall we start???” Javeed interjected…

“yeah please… “ Meha smiled in return… And we all got into our car…

“Raghav drive to Biggin hill airport… “ Meha said…

“Biggin hill ??? But I don’t think flights to India will be available there… It is for private jets…. “ I muddled.

“Yeah… Our private jet will be available there.” She groaned…

“Your Private jet??? “ Me and Javeed exclaimed in the same frequency…

“Yeah… any problem??” She looked at us

“No… “and I geared my car to Biggin Hill airport. It is situated at a distance of 24 kms from central London. And now even If I drive slow and reach the airport late , The flight will be waiting for us. Normally private jets are like local taxis for big B’s. Now I was very curious about Meha…

She seemed to be very normal after committing murders. And To my surprise she never uttered the word of getting caught to cops and she never showed any fear on her face. what a woman she is !!! I sighed….

And more and more she tried to be casual with us , the more interested I became. I should know about her…

“Thanks a lot Raghav… “ It was Meha….

“thanks …?? But for what???“ eagerness was spilt open in my voice…

“For everything. Without you guys I would have not able to save Sheela from those F-ing B$%#$%@ !! “ her voice was filled with anger.

“who are they?? “ I asked her…

“are you aware of a group which kidnaps girls and sell them in international Market?? “

Well !!Who knows??? Am neither a gangster nor an Interpol… but I have read those in newspapers…
“Yeah I have read about these kidnapping in newspapers…”

“Do you know Indian girls are in high demand ?? “ She arced her eye brows…

“yeah… “

“Sheela is my friend… We did our Law in London. My dad is one of the top businessmen in India… “

“I know…” Javeed sighed…

“You know ??” Meha exclaimed.

“I mean you own private jet. so obviously your dad must be rich. “ He smiled…

“hmm… Sheela was in Love with a doctor… Internet Love It was… Its our fate that even I supported their Love. But that ra$@#% is from a f!@#@$ gang… we never knew … The day I was attending my first case , she got kidnapped… They claimed 5 million pounds as ransom…”

“5 million pounds ???? I doubt whether I could earn so much in my entire life time.” Javeed exclaimed…

“even Sheela’s dad is a businessman. they were ready to pay… Those Kidnappers wanted me to take the money to them… after arranging many secret guards around me , my dad accepted to send me… He arranged for a private jet to Mumbai . “

“Then why did you shot them ??” I asked her…

“those bloody ra@#$$ caught me too. Meanwhile our men came for our rescue… When there was vigorous fight going on between our men and those gangsters , 2 kidnappers slid the crowd with Sheela . And I took a gun from my men and stopped your car…. Rest you guys know “

“But you were amazing Meha. Very brave indeed… But am surprised…What If they had weapons with them??”

“Am a trained shooter Mr. Raghav… more over the dress which I was wearing was bullet-proof. “ She smiled…

Her smile was mesmerizing indeed…

“But they looked like cops. “ Javeed interrupted …

“that’s a cheap trick followed by these gangsters … Normally Police vehicles are out of suspect right ?? “ She exhausted,,,

“yeah… “ I nodded.

“And don’t worry guys… this case wont be filed. If my guess is right those gangsters would have removed the dead bodied from that place… And am damn sure they wont file a case since they are main thieves… And Javeed you can sleep peacefully… “ She smiled at Javeed…

“Hey no. I know you girls are innocent. “ He smirked.

“Anyways thanks a lot… and am sorry Sheela is in shock… So she cant talk currently…“ Meha pleaded…

“that’s not a big deal Meha… Your thanks has made my day” I smiled at her…

And by the time we reached airport….

Meha and Sheela got down from the car… Sheela looked pale from the time Raghav saw her. She is indeed in deep shock…

Meha bid good bye to us and by the time she was about to enter the checking room , there was a serious of gun shots behind me…

“Damn!! Raghav and Javeed come behind us.”

And we started to run on the runway in a sinusoidal manner… Meanwhile some guards surrounded us and I heard numerous guns shots and people yelling behind in pain. It was like a Hollywood movie… How can an international airport lack security. I was bewildered…

And I never knew when I got inside in that jet , in few minutes me, Javeed ,Meha and Sheela were flying over London skyscrapers…

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“Please Smile Raghav. Its our home…” Pooja brought Raghav to reality.

Damn. how come I forgot my surrounding when I think of my past love??? Raghav thought.

There was a worst surprise waiting for Raghav and Pooja there.

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Javeed was on his way back to Mumbai. He had a great feel of relaxation in his mind… Working in such a group thrilled him a lot.

“Now I could go back to my home and spend time with her…” He thought of his beautiful wife Zara… They got married 2 months before and Javeed was feeling bad that he hasn’t taken her out ever since he married her…

“I must take her out. Might be for a honeymoon trip. “ He smiled and started browsing about the places to go on a trip….

Meanwhile he got a call from Zara…

He didn’t inform her that he is returning back to Mumbai. Javeed wanted to give double surprise to her… One his arrival and the other should be the honeymoon trip tickets…

Now let me attend and tell her I would come back after a week.

“Assalaamu alaikkum zara.“

“Waalaikkum assalaam Javeed bhai… How rude you are. Leaving newly married wife alone in Mumbai and going behind girls in Chennai… “ It was a rough male voice….

“Hey who are you?? Where is Zara??” his voice was shaking…

“she is with us. currently very safe in my arms…. She is gorgeous man…” the man was laughing…

“Hey leave her. Or else I will kill you…” Javeed was shouting…

“Suraj saahab will call you. You can have a word with him. Don’t worry . She is hmmmm very safe. “ and the call was cut….

Javeed was stunned. He was cursing those men. When he tried to call Zara’s number back It was switched off…

“God !! Please save her !!! “ he wanted her to be safe… Each second seemed to be an hour and he felt his eye was scaring at the mobile’s screen for a call…

And after 10 minutes there was a call from an unknown number…

He picked the call in the very first ring…

“Hello. What you want?? Please leave my wife…” he was pleading in phone…

“Hey calm down man. For a single woman you are getting tensed soo much??? See me. I have lost 50 of my girls in 6 months. Look how cool am I …” Gautham was laughing…

“Damn it. She is my wife. Leave her. I beg you. Please… I will pay anything you want…”

“Ready to pay anything??? Den It would be your life. I want to meet you… Come to this address as soon as possible. Guys said you have a beautiful wife… and going to polica and informing your leader is your wish. One more call from your phone I will call my men in Mumbai… “

“No… don’t do anything. I will be there soon.”

And he geared his car towards the address….

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Pooja and Raghav were at their home again… she was little terrified to meet Raghav’s mom again.

“Please god !! Let her not ask me to wear make-up before I go to sleep” she thought.

They both stood before the door and knocked it…

“Surpriseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee” Raghav’s mom was shouting from the deep of her lungs .

Uffff !! surprise again??? Hope she has put make-up for Raghav’s dad. Pooja thought.

she saw Raghav’s face. His face showed irritation in its worst level.

Raghav’s mom was standing with a parcel in her hand… And there was quite a crowd inside … Pooja was able to identify only few… They were Raghav’s relatives. Now what is the surprise ???

She handed the parcel to us… Raghav was embarrassed on seeing the crowd…

But still he managed to grin seeing them all. I too smiled at them…

“Open this… “ Raghav’s mom was urging us both to open. and the crowd surrounded us to open the parcel…. Everyone were shouting “Oooooopen. Oooooopen.” as if we are gonna inaugurate TajMahal…

Raghav started to uncover the parcel cover…

“Nooooooooooooooo… Both of you should open together…” one of the old lady in the crowd raised her voice and everyone started to clap…

Pooja looked at Raghav. Was he blushing??? Ya indeed he was blushing…

“Pooja. will you help me in opening this???” he was requesting her as if he is the most romantic husband in the world…
“What ???” She exclaimed. She wasn’t able to accept that Raghav has said so.

“Oh come on dear. Please open it…” It was Raghav again.

He said dear ???? He can go for acting… And he might be called as “Dr.Raghav “ soon in movie industry… I have found quite a few actors getting doctorate soon in tamil industry…

Now what to do??? People around her started to scream “Pooja open. Pooja open”
she helped him in uncovering the parcel. It was surrounded by too many newspapers around fixed very tightly by numerous cellotapes. This is a marriage prank which happens often in India. After removing all the newspapers you can find a nipple for babies or a feeding bottle or piece of cotton or a biscuit packet as the gift… Pooja used to enjoy such pranks in my relatives marriages…

Now what they have kept inside????

We finally found a small crystal box inside it….

When we opened it there were 2 air tickets… The destination was Kullu Manali Airport…

“Happy honeymoon !!! “ everyone shouted in excitement…

Honeymoon to Kullu Manali …????????? Pooja and Raghav looked each other in despair.

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hi arun,

na illadhapo dan romba nalla novels post panuvingala?

started reading this one chapter in middle, so good , just like sujatha . perfectly woven incidents

now i have read all chapters u posted, pl update rest too soon if u could

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It was a deserted area situated in the ouirts of Chennai… Javeed was racing his car with such a speed that his every heartbeat had a strong urge to save his wife. He was ready to sacrifice anything for the sake of his wife. It is the forte of men. They would do anything for the girl they love.

Javeed was praying all along his way for Zara… “Please God. Save her” he kept murmering…

The address was very far that even after travelling for 2 hours he was not able to reach the destination…

Meanwhile he got calls from Gautham often . Gautham repeated the same confrontations. “If you go for police or someone else , your wife’s life would be at stake…” More than her wife’s life he was worried about her modesty… he clearly knew how filthy these @$%#$^^#$ were !!!

After 10 minutes , Javeed stopped his car in front of a restaurant. the restaurant had the fresh smell of human blood…

“Somebody must have been murdered here few minutes before.” He thought.

The restaurant had a shutter which was completely eroded that even a slight hard push would create a hole in it. It was closed and there was an antiquated lock on it…

“where are those #%%$#^# ???” Javeed searched around… Meanwhile a man , who could be in his late thirties encountered him.

“Are you Javeed???” he questioned him in a hushed voice…

“Yeah !! where is Gautham???”

“come with me…”

And the man went inside a deserted street. How do kidnappers get such weird places ???

Javeed actually expected an antediluvian house in that deserted area which would be covered with thorns and twigs… But the man stopped before a beautiful bungalow… If it had been in Mahindra city , the house owner would have quoted 2 lacs per month for stay. NOM

“Go inside…” the man stood near the gate and said.

“Why is your entry restricted ???” Javeed gave a brutal look on the man and went inside .

It was a big bungalow… And there were ladies and men roaming inside it. Javeed quickly understood what kind of place is this. He felt every inch of his body getting irritated to stand in such a place…

He had seen Gautham four times in Mumbai. thrice he went to his place for begging him for approving the social cause in that place and last time was when he was shot by his boss.

Now he was searching Gautham’s reflection all around the Building… There he was sitting on a couch and was watching television seriously…

“You @!%$@#%%.. “ Javeed rushed towards Gautham and caught his shirt collar…

“where is my wife??? Leave her.” Javeed was screaming …

“Shhhh… be cool Javeed… “

“You !@$#%@$^ … leave my wife I said… Or else I will shoot you” Javeed took his pistol and pointed it towards Gautham’s head…

“r you fool Javeed ??? So you think you and your wife could escape after killing me. ??? “ Gautham looked at Javeed sarcastically…

Javeed stood motionless… after a sigh Javeed continued.

“Hey am the man who rescued the gals. Kill me if you want. But please leave my wife. I beg you.” Javeed was nearly sobbing…

“Am gonna kill you for sure. you don’t need to worry about it. But tell me one information. who is the mastermind behind this???

Someone who is strong in power must be behind you all?? Who is that?? And I know without the support of someone from my own gang you couldn’t rescue every girl whom I kidnap… tell me who is that black sheep… I will leave you and your wife too. I swear…” Gautham smiled at him…

Javeed was frozen. I can’t do this. I cant pin point him. and I cant say the person in his gang who is giving us information.

OMG !! I have to save my wife too…

“No one is helping. am the man responsible for all… I lead them. Kill me and please leave my wife.”

“Don’t make fool of us. You understand. we have the video proof… You were talking with a man whom you call as your bosss. we were not able to find his face in the video. That stupid @#$%^ didn’t record well.” Gautham was yelling in wrath.

“You have got 10 minutes… Think…” and Gautham left inside…

Javeed was stunned….

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“Honeymoon to kullu manali???“ Pooja and Raghav looked each other in despair….

she looked the tickets again. The flight timing was 4.30 AM tomorrow … It already 10 now. So have they leave in 6 hours. They both were bewildered….

“And one more surprise we have booked a honeymoon package for 10 days there…”

10 days with Raghav??? I have to stay alone with him for 10 days… Ufff!! Chanceless… If that happens either he will murder me or I ll kill him…

Raghav also had similar thoughts running in his mind… “I cant stay with this lady for 10 days.I will go mad !! “ he thought…
If had been his mom alone there Raghav would have shouted at her and tore the tickets into pieces. But her mom was even more intelligent that she invited all her relatives to make a happy send off for a honeymoon trip…

“But mom. I have work. I will go lat…”

“Don’t act as if you shy. we all know about you” It was an aunty from the crowd. And everyone started to giggle hearing her comment.

What’s damn funny over here?? Raghav was in a hectic place. He was unable to show his wrath in front of all. And he expected Pooja to say something at that time. If she denies this trip , then somehow I can manage the crowd. He alleged… but Pooja was very silent and she didn’t even open her mouth which irritated Raghav much…

“K Raghav and Pooja. You both go and sleep. You have to wake up at 3 o clock. The flight is at 4.30. “ Raghav’s grandfather commanded and everyone disbursed from there…

“What the #%%% …??? Why didn’t you utter a single word there??” Raghav was shouting in his room…

Pooja never bothered about him and went inside her room which Raghav allotted for her…

“You wanted to see kullu manali…and you don’t want to miss this opportunity right??” It was Raghav again and he was in extreme irritation…

“Hello Mr.Raghav. Hold your words. No one would ever prefer to go out with you. that too for 10 days. chanceless… “

“Then why the hell were you silent before them.??? “

“Because they are your relatives.and all are elder people. I don’t want to speak against them for the very first time. and more ever when they were not ready to listen you do you think they will listen my words. Its getting late… Go and sleep… If possible think a different idea and stop this trip. I can’t even imagine being with you for ten long days…” she snuffled and went inside her room and locked…

For first time Raghav felt some truth in her words… He started to think of other ways to stop the tour. Pooja had her own thoughts for stopping this trip… both never knew when they slept….

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Javeed was tangled… what can I do now ??? Gautham gave 10 minutes , but for the past 30 minutes there was no sign of Gautham…

Where has he went????

By the time he rose up to find where Gautham has went , Gautham came there…

“So what have you decided???” Gautham enquired him…

“I will say all the details about the man and the spy in your group. but before that I have to see my wife… Unless you show her to me , I swear you can’t get a single word from me…”

“come let’s start to Mumbai… See your wife and let the dogs out”

Javeed was amused… He accepted my words without any hesitation…

After 2 hours Gautham , Javeed and 3 other men were boarded on flight to Mumbai…

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Both got up by the knocking sound at the door…

“Raghav Pooja wake up. its 3 o clock morning…” someone shouted from the door…

Who the hell is calling 3 o clock as morning !!!!

Raghav and Pooja each tried from their side to stop the trip by each acting as if they are ill. But the adults over there teased them for their silly pranks and hurried them up….

With no other option left , Raghav and Pooja boarded the flight to Kullu manali…

It was dark outside. Pooja sat near the window and Raghav was seated next to her… Both were highly irritated that they never tried to speak with each other… when the flight was about to start a man in his late fifties sat near Raghav. And the flight moved..
Pooja remembered her last flight.It was with Gautham to ooty with Coimbatore… Now to Kullu manali… Why I always for a hill station if I go by flight???

The man smiled at them.

“Hai. am John Abraham… ofcourse not a film star. “ he grinned and let his hand towards Raghav.

“Hai am Raghav” Raghav smiled at him for courtesy…

“So honeymoon trip???” He smiled again at them.

“Yeah…” Raghav frowned…

“You both make a lovely couple…Congratulations son… “

“Thank you sir. “Raghav smiled at him

“Going honeymoon to kullu manali. wowww!! I missed this chance. when I planned to take my wife there I was almost fifty years old. there was nothing much an old man can do with his old wife in manali. but still it was unforgettable ” he winked at him…
“So do you work in Manali???” Raghav badly wanted to change the topic. he sensed Pooja getting uncomfortable nearby…

“I was once working. Am a retired Pilot.”

“Oh wow. So you were riding flights to manali??”

“Yeah son. Though you can’t see much now as it is dark… as soon as you cross Himachal Pradesh and fly over the valley you could have an magnificent view of the places. snow cladded mountains, the greenery down… Have you heard the run way of Bhuntur airport is set amidst the deep valley whose peaks are several thousand feet higher than the runway. Bhuntur airport , I mean kullu manali airport is a very challenging plot for a pilot… I had always a soft corner for these type of adventures…” and he smiled proudly.

“that sounds interesting uncle “ Pooja joined their conversation…

“And guess what you will be flying 13,000 feet above Rohtang pass. It’s the boundary between Tibet and Kashmir…”
“13000 feet … !! Oh My god !!! but how could one breathe uncle???” Pooja looked at him like an innocent child…

Raghav threw an angry look.

“Pooja we are air-conditioned inside the flight. Don’t worry about breathing k…” Raghav answered her in a derisive voice.

“ha ha ha… this is what we can find between young couples. silly fights for silly reasons.” he smiled…

The flight stopped in Delhi airport for a while… It was 6 AM. Raghav switched on his mobile.

Immediately he got a text message from Javeed…

“Your life is at stake”

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“your life is at stake” Mobile flashed its text in Raghav’s mobile….

“Soooo crisp text??? What happened ???” Raghav was tangled… He checked his mobile again… It is Javeed… Message was received at 4.45 AM… Damn !!! Just after few minutes I boarded the flight he has send such a message… Pooja was talking something seriously with that old pilot…

“Pooja you sit here. I need to make a call. “and he got up…

Pooja doesn’t wanted to leave her window seat but still she wanted to chat with that uncle more. He is such an adventurous man and had a similar character of her dad . Pooja and Raghav Exchanged their seats…

From window seat, Raghav dialed Javeed’s number… A computer recorded voice answered him.

“The number is currently busy. Please Try after some time…”

**** !!! He did tried ten times again. The same recorded voice was the only reply which he got…

“Damn… If my life is at stake let it be… I will manage… “

By the time he got message from flight authorities that the flight will take off in another ten minutes and to kindly switch off the mobile phones…

“Now let me try for the last time… “ he tried again and the reply was same . “Number busy”

“Damn…where is Javeed ????” Raghav was highly frustrated…

By the time he decided to switch off his cellphone he got a call from a new number… Raghav picked the call in the very first ring…

“Hey Raghav. Javeed here… “ Javeed was exhaling …

‘Hey Javeed . are you k ??? where are you???” Raghav identified the tension in Javeed’s voice and talked in a very soft voice to ease him…

“Am in Mumbai… please say that you didn’t call my number after seeing the message…“

“I tried . But it was engaged. What’s going on there man???”

“Suraj found me . He has cracked the information somehow… they have kidnapped Zara. They want me to tell all the information about our group and about you as ransom to rescue Zara… and my cell is with them. they have send message to every contact in my mobile. I dono what is that… but it’s a trap. Don’t get into in it… I called you to warn you…”

“Hey am not bothered about me… What happened to Zara ?? Is she fine ???”

“I dono… They have snatched my phone . And this is the phone I got as a gift to zara. they didn’t notice it. am in a public toilet now… Suraj has left with his men somewhere to bring Zara.. Another man who is here to watch me is standing out…”

“Damn !!! So you didn’t see your wife yet… See Zara is important for us. Tell about me and give my number to him. I will see the rest….”

“But they will kill you. and if the information is out they may kill me and Zara too…”

“**** !! I must have killed him on the day of my wedding… Since I thought him dead and that too in marriage tension I missed that idiot… accha chalo … Tell him you have my number and you have seen me. But other than that you know nothing and it’s a secret maintained in our group…and… ya also Tell him that I am on the way to kullu manali… and its easy to trap me here… bring them all here. We will face them. And make sure Zara accompanies you here. be safe k… I will contact you through this number. “

“You saw him on your wedding ??? “

“Yeah I met. But I was focused somewhere else. He was there to stop my marriage. Hope my wife will know something about him…”

“Its your honeymoon then. I don’t want to…”

“Shut up javeed. you know am not ready for another relationship… Take care of your wife. And do inform me every bit.And currently where are you…?? “

“chatrapathi shivaji terminus… “

“fine I will send our men there. they will be watching you and they will follow you too… I know they wont harm you. they need me. and to find me they need you… Bring them here…”

Javeed heard someone knocking the door…

“Someone is knocking the door. bye “ and the call was cut….

Raghav’s heart was racing. He immediately dialed some numbers and made a conference call.

Meanwhile an airhostess approached Raghav “Sir kindly switch off your cell.”

“Just a minute… “ He smiled at the air hostess and she left that place…

Aejaz , Ralston , Shyam , Nithya ,Ankith, Sheela were on the conference… Raghav quickly gave orders to all in a minute and asked them all to be safe . He also instructed them to call all others in the group and inform them all…

By the time the flight took off and the call got disconnected…

Pooja and that uncle were still busy in their talk… they were discussing about a place near manali…

“Yeah dear don’t ever miss that Rohtang pass… you can find that on the highway to Keylong. You could have a wide-spread panorama of mountain scenery there… In place of the pinnacled hills, sheltered valleys and cultivated tracts, the eye meets a range of precipitous cliffs, huge glaciers and piled Moraine and deep ravines. It was the first place I went with my wife in manali… Best place to sit and talk with your loved ones … “ And the uncle was smiling…

“Loved ones !!! Will I ever find such a person in my life… “ Pooja looked at Raghav… To her surprise even he was looking at her….

“Need your seat back??? “ Raghav asked Pooja…

“Oh yeah . Thanks … “ and Raghav offered his seat… The flight was flying high above….

Pooja was thrilled to fly above the great Himalayas… But she was not able to see anything down except the clouds and the mist… It was disappointing to her… she wanted to see the snow cladded mountains and the cliffs….

“Please God . Make the weather clear. “ She humbly requested God….

“It is a Good weather . “ uncle exclaimed…

“But uncle what I can see is only mist around…”

“Oh yeah. but the mist is not very heavy… the Pilot could easy cross this… U know what Pooja Every 2 flights in 3 gets delayed or sometimes get cancelled due to the bad weather in manali… Sometimes we had to travel at negative degrees of temperature… It’s a miracle that in the month of January the mist is less… the pilot could have a safe landing…. “

“so uncle what will you do if the flight gets struck in the middle ??? “ Raghav questioned the uncle…

“Normally we wont take off the flight in such conditions. we get a confirmation of the weather before we start. But yeah sometimes critical situations happen… Its of high risk to go for an emergency landing too. It’s a rugged terrain area … but still we have to take risk … We first locate and inspect a potential landing site and go for precautionary landing. sometimes we go for ditching. Itis the same as a forced landing, but only on water. After the disabled aircraft makes contact with the surface of the water, the aircraft will most likely sink if it is not designed to float, although it may well float for hours. We use that time to save all our passengers. Its God grace I had never been thrown in such a critical situation…”

It was very informative talking with that old pilot… Raghav gathered many information from him and the places around Kullu and Manali… Now a plan was ready for him…

Pooja was interested in peeping out of the window. Thank god the flight has windows which are sealed. Or else she would have let her head out float on the air… she seemed so childish to Raghav. I must ask her about Suraj as soon as I reach Manali… He thought… It seemed to be a safe journey until that unexpected event occurred….

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Javeed came out of the public toilet… the man standing out was burning in rage…

“what were you doing till now ??? “ the man was shouting at Javeed…

“don’t you know what would a person do in a toilet ??? “ Javeed scowled.

“I heard some voice. Let me check you… “ and he checked his pockets and even socks… there was no sign of cell phone… thanks to the ultra slim model of nokia , the cell was resting safe under his feet inside his shoes… It’s a great advantage in nokia , even

if you ride your bicycle on it , still it will work.

Feeling depressed the man pulled javeed…

“come lets go … “

After few minutes of walk they were inside a park… It was less crowded and there were people leaving that place in jogging dress… perfect place !!! after 7 Mumbai parks would be deserted. People will rush to their work after their regular exercises…
Javeed was waiting very anxiously . He often searched around for the image of her sweet wife… And he also rehearsed what he should talk with Suraj. A small mistake would put all their lives at stake.

But to his surprise he found Shyam standing there… He was one among them who was very clever and a technical expert… Shyam showed his thumbs up and pretended as if he is doing exercise. Javeed felt very relieved after sensing his group around.….

After a couple of minutes Javeed found Suraj entering the park along with 10 other men…

Why has he brought 10 people along with him??? But Zara was missing…

“where is Zara ??? “ this was the first question Javeed asked Suraj…

“Oh missing your wife kya ??? she is inside that red car… “ And he pointed a car. there was Zara unconscious inside the car.
“You @!%%@#^ !! what have you done to my wife… “

“chill. now you can take your wife… Tell me who is he ??? “

“You have to believe me. I don’t know his name and where he hails from. I have seen him twice. I have his mobile number. but he often changes his sim card. Each time I help him in rescuing a girl he pays me for that… That’s all I know… Please leave us.” Javeed was literally crying…

“Hey stop crying. I hate men crying… Now make a call to him and ask him to come here…” Suraj ordered him…

“He will be in kul. Ufff … Nothing…” javeed pretended as if by mistake he has let the word out.

“you said kullu right… Say or else I will kill you and your wife. my men are armed…” Javeed knew that too. They normally have loaded pistols with them and that was the reason Raghav offered him a pistol.

“Please don’t. Yeah he is in kullu manali now… he will be there for a week. But I swear I don’t know anything other than that… “

“Do you have his photograph…???”

“no…”

“K come lets start to manali… I must kill him” Suraj was exhilarated.

“what about my wife.??? “ Javeed looked at suraj.

“She will be safe here…”

“How can I believe you. If you bring her to manali with us I will come. Orelse kill us both here. I wont leave her alone in these @%!%#% hands… “

“@#%% !!! Fine. She will come with us. Lets start…”

And they all got inside a car. Javeed was seated near her wife… and there were 2 more cars following them… Now they all started to manali by car…

Shyam ,Ralston and Nithya were on another car…

“Now what shall we do now ??? “ Ralston questioned .

“boss asked us to follow them… We will ask others to follow us to. Nithya you inform others the route in which we are travelling. Ask them to bring pistols…” Shyam ordered…

And now this car followed them to Manali…

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The car was racing on the highways of Mumbai. Javeed felt highly relieved to have his wife nearby. Zara was still unconscious…
Even in that stage she looked marvelously beautiful to him… Javeed softly rubbed her palm.

“wish she gets her consciousness back soon… “ Javeed pulled her wife towards him and made her to lie on his thigh… He slowly fiddled her hair… Fiddling hair of your loved ones shows parental care.

What else could a man do to his wife in this crucial situation ???
Apart from the silent romance between Javeed and Zara , there was another man in the car who was exhausted more than
anyone else…

“Am finally gonna find the mastermind !!! “ Suraj was bewildered… I wont kill him there. Many agents like me in India needs his life badly. I will bargain to all for a bigger pay and kill him after I receive the payment… Suraj was silently calculating the million bucks he his gonna get for a single life…

“How many hours will it take to reach Manali ???” Suraj questioned the driver.

“2 days saahab…”

“what ??? “

****t !!! How did I missed the fact that Kullu is in next state… !!!

“Hey Go to airport !! “ Suraj ordered the driver…

Mumbai airport was crowded as usual. Its hard to get a ticket without booking online. but Suraj needed tickets to Manali badly and he was ready to pay anything for that. But the flights were heavily booked. He needed 20 flights tickets…finally Suraj was able to crack 10 tickets but the flight for the next day. He asked others to start now for manali and he waited with Javeed ,Zara and 7 other men for next day flight…

“Now Raghav can have a day with his wife “ Javeed smiled….

“Now take the car to our place… We shall start early morning tomorrow “ Suraj bellowed at the driver…

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The flight was moving smooth…

“We will reach Buntur airport in an hour…” the old pilot smiled…

Meanwhile the mist was little less now… Pooja was able to view the serene beauty of the snow cladded mountains of the Great Himalayas… Our flight looked like a small Gulliver in the land of Brobdingnag while the great Himalayas stood with pride of a King…

(Note : Brobdingnag is an imaginary place coted in Gulliver’s travels book. The people of Brobdingnag are described as giants who are as tall as a church steeple and whose stride is ten yards.)

she wished these flights have windows which are not sealed…. she could peep out of the window and have a better look of the land… Raghav was discussing something to the uncle and Pooja found more interesting to view out… At an height of 4300 ft above the sea level She was quite a lot thrilled …. But suddenly She felt a strict nausea and a feeling of vomiting…. sje felt her concentration getting scattered and everything started to fade in front of my eyes…

“Oh god am I gonna die soon???? “

she was feeling hard to breathe …

“Ra… ga am not…. “ she was not able to speak properly…. Then everything seemed to be blank…

“Hey Pooja … what happened …. ??? come on open your eyes… “ Raghav was perturbed.

“Uncle… Pooja … “ was that tears which struck Raghav ???

“Don’t worry my boy…. Let me check the pulse… “ and the uncle held the wrist of Pooja and noted her articulation of her heart…

“Its just flight sickness… Airhostess its an medical emergency. bring carbonated water…” the uncle ordered the air hostess….

Raghav was very worried. Still Pooja was finding difficult to breathe….

“rub her palm Raghav… “ and with no hesitation Raghav quickly grabbed her palm and started to rub softly…

“Mr.Raghav… I know you guys are soft towards your wife. Now her body needs some heat. Rub hard. “ the uncle smiled at him…

Meanwhile the airhostess brought the carbonated water and they made Pooja to drink the water…. She often did spilt water on Raghav as she was breathing hard….

Raghav made Pooja to lie on his arms and he mildly rubbed her hair…

“Nothing to worry Raghav. It happens when we travel in flight for hours… Carbonated water would stop the nausea feeling soon… and when she wakes up make her to sit on the middle seat and ask her look at a constant particle inside the flight. and also don’t allow her to watch the windows…”

“Thanks … “ Raghav looked at the pilot with gratitude.

I felt as if am getting back my life again… It was difficult to open my eyes. and when I opened my eyes there was complete blue in front of my eyes. “Am I in heaven ??? what is this all blue ??“ and someone was rubbing my hair gently… Now I recognized I was lying on Raghav’s arm and the blue color was his shirt color…

Pooja quickly got up and looked at the window. Actually she didn’t wanted to have a contact with his eyes…

“Hey Pooja… Don’t look at the window… “

“why shouldn’t I ?? “ she looked more vigorously now and she felt her head paining.

Unexpectedly Raghav grabbed her chin and turned my head towards him…

“you are not gonna look at the window… Understand ?? Get up and change the seat….” He was grimacing at her…

“but… I “

“shhhhh … I said get up… “ and he grabbed her hand…

I don’t want to create a scene in the flight … With no more questions we exchanged our seats….

“Pooja… just close your eyes… if I find you peeping at the window I will kill you“ and he turned towards the window…

“How rude ???? what is his problem basically…” I felt humiliated before the uncle…. He would have felt pity about me…. But to my surprise the uncle was smiling at me…

“He loves you too much. Lucky girl “ the uncle grinned….

I didn’t reply a word…

“your husband cried Pooja when you were about to get unconscious… and don’t look at the window again… you will get the flight sickens back… and there is nothing to worry ,. It happens to girls…. “ and the uncle was going on uttering something…
But my mind was reverberating the same sentence. “ Your Husband Cried Pooja …”

Raghav cried for me ??? and he has asked to change the seat for my health ????

I was not able to believe what was happening around …. Raghav has worried about me….

“but uncle why shouldn’t I look out ??? “ she wanted to clarify her doubt.

“the nausea and the breathing problem you got is due to height… If you look out the brain neurons will sense the height again and you may get the problem again. Its better you close your eyes or look at a constant article inside the flight… “

“oh k …. Thanks uncle…“

Raghav seemed disinterested in their speech and he was looking outside… Let me check if he is really bothered about me… Pooja thought.

And She started bend her head slightly towards the window so that Raghav could easily recognize that she trying to watch out…

“are you mad Pooja ??? Close your eyes I said… “ he nearly shouted…

“Whats your problem Raghav… Wat if I watch outside… ??? “ she was actually in a mood to fight with him…

“you Stupid woman….do you consider yourself as the most healthiest woman in the world ??? Look… If you become unconscious I cant break my head again… So better you forget the idea of peeping at the window… now just shut up and sleep.“

“how rude !! “ but still it was a good feel to know a person shows immense care on you…. Well immense care would sound like exaggerating but the Great Raghav has shed tears for me !!!

she didn’t reply anything to him and she lied on the seat with my eyes closed…

After few minutes Raghav woke up her…

“Hey Pooja… Just have a glance… Its Rahala falls…. “ and he pointed out at the window… there was at a long distance a magnificent falls . It looked like as if its falling from the sky…

“Its amazing… “ she smiled at him…

“enough . now return back to your place…. “ now she sensed that she` was leaning on him and peeping out …

“sorry…. “ she alleged and recommenced my seat back…

There was silence between them for a while …

“so how are you feeling now ??? “ Raghav asked…

“Ummm. Ya better… “

“fine… we will land soon…“

“Raghav…. “ I didn’t know why I called him….

“Wat ??? “

“Thanks…. “ her eyes were glancing the ground when she said thanks…

“Why do you blush now ??? “ Raghav taunted her with a bizarre look …

“What ??? who said am blushing…??? And by the way why should I blush ??? I said thanks for taking care of my health… “

“whatever… tighten your seat beat… we will land soon…”

And it was a smooth landing…. The airport was completely different one… It was amidst the taller peeks… and I soon we got down the airport I felt as if am placed in a freezer… we bid good bye to the uncle and moved towards the airport entrance…
There was a car waiting for them and the driver of the car enquired to them….

“are you Mr and Mrs. Raghav ??? “

“Yeah !! “ Raghav answered him…

“am Patel. Your guide for next 7 days. Please get inside the car… “

“fine. Pooja. get inside … Wait I have to make some important calls…. “

I got inside the car… meanwhile the driver was loading our luggage inside the car.

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Raghav was dialing shyam’s number….

“Come on pick up man… “He was very anxious….

Shyam picked up in the fifth ring…

“hey Raghav here. Is everything fine there ??? have you guys started to manali???“

“no Raghav. Its season time. So suraj didn’t find tickets for today’s flight… but he has sent some of his men to manali by car… Ralston and Aejaz have went behind those men… And Suraj has booked 10 tickets for tomorrow’s flight. it starts at 10 AM… and somehow we got 3 tickets in the same flight…. Myself Nithya and Guru will be in flight with them… “

“good job… What about Javeed and Zara ??? “

“suraj has taken them to their place. sheela is with them… They are safe now… “

“Then fine… but be around suraj’s place… And you guys be careful k… Be in touch…”

“so what should we do next ??? “

“I will let you guys know … “

“fine… “

And Raghav disconnected the call. Meanwhile Raghav’s mom called him and Raghav and Pooja had a short talk with her…. The car was gliding on the smooth road… There was mist everywhere and the trees were very fresh around…. The car stopped before a cottage which had its name “DREAM VALLEY COTTAGE “

Well actually it looked like a dream ….

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Pooja and Raghav reached “Dream valley Cottage“ by 2PM… The cottage was heritage villa infact… It was segregated from rest of the village and there were 10 individual cottages inside…

“ This is Raison town sir…. It is located midway between Kullu and Manali… From here you can easily travel to many tourists spots around kullu manali … this heritage bungalow was built in 1928 during the british era sahaab… “ Mr.Patel was narrating the history of that villa….

Pooja and Raghav managed to take few of their luggages while the rest was burdened on a man who was working there… The cottage was located about 50 ft above the current ground level… Hardly any vehicle could reach that height because the way too sloppy for a vehicle to climb… they took steep steps to reach that place in a muddy road which was decorated beautifully with ornamental plants sideway. There were needle leaved trees paced in a wedge-shaped manner around the place… and the bare land was wonderfully landscaped and it looked like a green carpet decorated with florae at the crooks….As they moved higher and higher they were mesmerized by the view ….

“this cottage is at an altitude of 5400 ft above the ground level sir… This cottage is surrounded by apple orchards and kiwi plantations saahab… “ And the he pointed out the plantations around…

Pooja arched her eyebrow with surprise… she had never seen apple orchard in her life before… And she felt sudden cold struck her throat….

“Its very cold here. “ she exclaimed and rubbed her hands for warmth….

“Yeah mam… This is because of the river Beas… You can find the river just few meters away from the cottage… Please follow me I will show you… Leave the luggage here… he will take care… babuji yeh saamaan unke kamre mein rakho (babuji take these luggages to their room ) “ patel ordered the man who was already loaded with lots of our luggage…

“That’s k Patel… we will carry these… let him go. “ Raghav glanced at the old man in a remorseful manner … she liked this behavior of Raghav . “If we are not eligible enough to carry our own luggage we must not take that encumbrance in the journey and make as a burden for others…. “ Her father used to say this often….

And they followed Patel… It was little sloppy down and we crossed few forest tress to have that magnificent few. River Beas was flowing in a varying speed on the greasy small rocks and on small aquatic plants which were twirling along the river flow… the river was damn white … Guess Pollution control board is working at full swing on that river….

“This river has its origination from the Rohtang Pass sir… It was also one of the rivers which created problem in Alexander's invasion towards Bharat .His trooped mutinied here in 326 BCE, refusing to go any further. they had been away from home for 8 years. Alexander shut himself in his tent for three days, but when his men did not change their desires he gave in the decision sir. It is the most beautiful river one could ever see in their life time. At least in my life it is the most beautiful one… “ He smiled….

“So Patel is Kullu manali your native ??? “ Raghav queried him..

“Oh yeah sahaab… and am working as tourist guide for the past 20 years… I know every bit of places in this circle… Sir now u can refresh yourself . Our room service will contact you soon for the lunch menu…” and he took them back to the cottage…

“Do you want to go out today or do you want to take rest and start tomorrow… “

“We want to take rest. “ Pooja and Raghav said in a single articulation at the very same time…

Patel smiled and he opened the door of the cottage and handed the key to them…

“you can call 500 for room service mam… and there is the food menu inside…

you can order anything and I assure you that the food will be served in half an hour… You can eat either come to our restaurant nearby and have or we will make arrangements under this umbrella “ and there was a white umbrella in front of our cottage. there was a wooden table amidst four wooden chairs… they had a clear picturesque of the himalayan mountains from here….

“Mostly honeymoon couples prefer this place for dining “ he giggled….

It was a very bad joke for Pooja and Raghav…

“We will call you later. Now u can leave … “ Raghav frowned at Patel and we went inside the cottage…

It was a wooden cottage … there was a small living room at the entrance which had very high ceilings… It had marvelous interior decoration with paintings hanging around the room…. There was a couch amidst the room and there was Television at the corner …. Next was the boudoir which was little darker than the living room. Raghav switched on the light and they were stunned on seeing the room… It looked like a five-star hotel room with a costly wooden cot in the middle and there were 2 bamboo chairs and a wardrobe made of wood was placed near the cot … There was a single crystal Chandelier hanging at the middle of the room and there were mini pendants hanging at the corners of the room which illuminated the room in a more elegant way… that ambient lighting and the fire place at one corner gave a magical touch … she was completely mesmerized by its beauty…

Hmmm… Now am tired. Let me rest on this cot before Raghav occupies the bed…. When Pooja was about to move Raghav jumped on the bed and slouched like a small boy…

“uffff!! When I want to take rest he jumps on the bed !! Awesome …“ she was frustrated ….

“Mr.Raghav… I want to take rest … “ She stood near the cot and raised her voice towards him…

“carry on… why do you ask permission like a school girl???” he grinned…

“very funny… Get up . I need to rest… “ She frowned at him.

This time he pulled the blanket on him and pretended to sleep more comfortably..

“Mr.Raghav… I said I want to take rest… will you please vacate the bed for a while ??? “

“Mrs.Pooja… Its not only you who have travelled… even a man accompanied you and even he is tired. So you better use the couch … now get out… “ Raghav imitated my voice and slang… How rude !!! I felt an adrenaline rush in my blood. It was very cold outside . This room was quite warm because of the fireplace nearby…

Better to bring the couch inside and sleep than arguing with this heartless chap…

I called the room service and asked them to shift the couch…

“why do you want to shift the couch inside mam… ???” the room service man enquired…

“Vaastu problem… “

“Pardon mam…”

“Ummmmm nothing. shift the couch. “

Well it was done in few minutes and Raghav didn’t bother wats happening inside… He was in deep sleep .

“Wat shall we arrange for lunch mam???” The room service man asked.

“No thanks… we are not hungry now. we need rest. will call for dinner… “ and he left… I was very tired and was sleepy indeed… I was lost in my dreams soon… when I woke up it was actually late. the time was 10.30 PM… Raghav was not there in the room….

Till that time I never knew I would miss Raghav so much… I never knew It would be the most horrible night I ever had…

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Few hours before … An apartment in Mumbai. Javeed was having his own day .

Javeed and zara were locked inside a room and 2 other men were along with us inside for security issues. Suraj doesn’t want to let Javeed and zara to escape and let out the duck which would lay golden eggs soon …

Zara got her consciousness back and she was feeling hard to breathe for a while… Seeing Javeed She felt overwhelmed.

“I missed you “ this was the first sentence she uttered ….

“I missed you too. How are you feeling now.??”he was worried about her… If she hadn’t married me she would have been safe somewhere… He thought.

“fine… are we safe now Javeed ???”

Well I don’t know what to reply her… I just want to ease her .

“almost safe… don’t worry… I will be with you….”

“almost ??? Who are all they ??? “ She looked frightened…

“don’t bother about them dear… We are leaving for a honeymoon trip to kullu manali soon… they are our security guards” I smiled at her… This must be the prime lie of 2012… I knew… But I don’t want to burden her by telling the reality… She herself will understand soon.

Javeed was not able to see Suraj for the whole day… the men who were with them were watching them like vultures… the day moved as slowly as possible… Anxiousness was eating him about what will happen tomorrow…

It was almost 9 pm… Suraj bashed the door open and entered their room like a monster….

“Damn it… U cheated me !!! “ He slapped Javeed….

Did I cheat him??? What happened ????Meanwhile Suraj was burning in rage…

“Damn it !!! You cheated me !!” he was shouting like a mad man after a heavy slap on my face…

“Allah… guess I have lost my teeth!! “ Javeed caught hold of his jaw….

And Suraj took further steps towards him and he pointed his gun towards Javeed’s head….

“Are you mad Suraj??? “ Javeed looked his eyes deeply.

“Am not mad Javeed… After all a mad man can never find your trap so easily…” he was hastening for breathe…

“what $@%^ %$%# trap???” I could feel an adrenaline gush in my blood… has he found Raghav…?? Why is he acting mad??

“I know he is not in manali… And you guys want me to waver around Manali so that you can escpae… am not gonna leave that to happen. come on tell me. where is he actually ??? Or else I will kill your wife… you know I often keep my words… “ He gave a gruel smile and pointed his gun towards Javeed’s wife… His index finger were crawling on the trigger as if its ready to make a hard push on the trigger…

“please dont… I swear on lord… He is in manali only… believe me… “ Javeed’s body was trembling in fear. I don’t want to lose my wife…

“accha chalo…go and sleep. we need to catch the early morning flight. “ he placed his pistol in his pant pocket and left the room….

Has he got split personality ???? why is he behaving weird…??? Zara was wiping nearby… Her nose became pink in color due to fright.

“whats happening here Javeed ??? “ she was weeping hard…

“Nothing… Don’t worry… Am with you… Nothing will happen to you…” he was trying to console her…

“Who was that ???why raised his gun towards us??” Zara was weeping indeed.

“currently I cant say anything here dear… Trust me… we will be fine… now sleep. “ he kissed her fore head gently and made her to lie on his lap….

After few minutes Zara slept… she was still in the drug effect…. Heavy doze.!!! @!$%% I must kill them all !!

Meanwhile he heard people discussing something out…

It was Suraj’s voice “ He is speaking truth…. When pointed towards gun everyone will go for truth… make the arrangement swift. and watch Javeed and his wife carefully. Any deviance from the plan I will kill you all “ he warned the securities and left the place…

So Suraj has cross-checked my words…. I must warn Raghav about this deadly animal…. But how can I when these securities accompany me even to the toilet…??? I must find a way… and it was a very long night indeed…. Never thought I will talk with Raghav without any disturbance…

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9.30 PM in Manali…

Raghav was waiting outside the room. Pooja was still sleeping… Raghav’s mind was raced with his thoughts.

“She looks good when she is quiet….!!! “ he thought….

Now I must find a way to reach Javeed…. If my guess is right Suraj wont be with them… He is busy at night… so he might have left some guards… Have to fool them…

He dialed Sheela’s number first… She had been such helpful to know where girls were actually kept…. She must have got a clue where is Javeed and his wife…

Sheela picked the call in the very first ring…

“U??? On this time… I said na that girl is already booked….” Her voice was anxious…

“Oh k sheela… I can understand someone is near you… Tell me do you know where is Javeed and his wife ???”

“U Idiot… I said the girl was with me in the evening… then a customer booked. Now I don’t know where is she…u understand??? Now stop calling me….” She stressed the word understand…

“Understand !! I got it … thanks… “ and he disconnected the call…

Understand !!! what does she wants to say in this word…

Under + stand …. Stand ??? there is a car parking under a building in suraj’s place… and there are rooms up… Yes!!

He immediately dialed shyam’s number and gave him instructions… Raghav started to wait for Javeed’s call….

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10.00 PM in Mumbai

Javeed was very anxicious.

Zara was in deep sleep… there were 3 guards near us and they were playing cards… But for every minute they never missed to have a look on us….

God!!! I must find some way….

He checked the clock. It was 10.05 PM….

All of a sudden they heard people shouting outside and a series of crackers bursting out….

“Happy birthday!!!! “ The crowd outside was shouting….

“What the @#%% !!! Wait let me check… !! “ One of the man went out with his pistol….

“Hey I will come with you… “ another guard with a big mustache accompanied him…

There were a gang of youngsters celebrating birthday… and these guards tried to warn them all…

List this is the perfect time… Javeed sled Zara’s head on the nearby pillow and went near the toilet…

“Hey stop…. Where are you going…” a man questioned Javeed…

“Don’t you know what this place is??? If you doubt me please come with me….” Javeed shredded…

“I know your wife is important for you… come in 5 minutes. Or My gun will find its prey.” He chuckled…

“Fine… “ Javeed stared at him and went inside…

Raghav picked his call in the first ring.,,

“Is everything fine Javeed??? “ Raghav’s voice looked terrific…

“yeah. but not actually… Suraj cross checked… and finally he is sure you are in Manali… We will start in the early morning flight… Now what should we do there Raghav…”

“Don’t worry… I will catch u guys in the airport…. Trust me…I will be around you in Manali… everything is ready here by morning..”

“But suraj must have already started hunting you there… Be careful “

“k Javeed. take care. now keep ur cell safe…” and he disconnected the call…

By the time Javeed came outside the other two guards too entered the room…

“these stupid youngsters are celebrating their friend’s birthday with a surprise here… We missed such friends “ He was winking…

All laughed and they continued their match… Javeed slept peacefully holding his wife’s hand…

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10.30 PM in Manali

Pooja woke up and felt drowsy still…

“Hmmmmm… “ I felt more sleepy but felt very hungry too… It was 10.30.

“Oh my god !! Had I slept sooo long !!! Again Raghav will start bantering me that I have slept much and am good for nothing…. Why this always happens with me ???” she felt angry on herself and slid from the couch…

Raghav was missing … she checked the restroom and the living room too. No he was not there…. she came out of my cottage… It was freezing badly and it was drizzling… A single light was lighten on the umbrella before and the nearby cottages were locked….

she was not able to find a single human nearby…

she went inside and dialed room service…

“Hello room service…. Am Pooja Raghav. cottage number. hmmm 51 “

“Yes madam.,, your dinner is ready… will arrive your room in 10 minutes…”

“dinner ready !!! fine… did you saw my husband ???”

“yeah mam… just now he gave order and went towards the gate….”

Gate??? In this time!!!

“fine thanks… “

There is something weird about Raghav… She immediately grabbed the umbrella nearby and wrapped myself in a shawl…. Raghav was moving swiftly somewhere… she followed him silently back…

Suddenly someone caught hold of her shoulder back…

@!$$@ !!! I shouldn’t have come out !!! It was the biggest mistake !!! She thought.

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