Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Pride and Prejudice







Riya was dancing to the beat of drums unaware and unconcerned about the fact that just few steps away a man named Rajdeep Sharma stared at her. All he could think was “Oh sh*t!! I am in love”.

Raj deep Sharma was an engineer settled in US working in the Silicon Valley, self proclaimed and proud-to-be geek, was in love with his gadgets, neither had the time nor any inclination for women or romance. He had come to India to attend his twin sister Priyanka’s wedding. Riya on the other hand, worked in mumbai with a PR firm. She was a street smart, fun, beautiful girl. She was Raj Deep’s and his sister’s classmate in school, but they hardly spoke. She was more of a friend to his sister. She was an out and out romantic. She had read nearly 300-400 Mills and Boon books. She had a series of forgettable relationships but still the quest for love was still going strong.

Riya was there at his place when Raj Deep returned from America. “It's so hot and humid dad and the roads are still a mess” he entered the house saying that. He stopped on the way and saw there were lots of people around. He then walked to his sister and hugged her. And then he turned to see Riya standing, he immediately recognized her, same girl with wild curly hair and with equally wild temper. Riya continued making her rangoli, today was the sangeet and she had her hands full with work. Raj Deep hugged his mom who was sitting next to Riya, helping her with the rangoli. He said “Mom did you get the Wi-Fi enabled in the house?” With that Riya made a disgruntled sarcastic laughter, Raj Deep’s eyes narrowed as he looked at Riya and asked “Now what’s troubling you, jungle hair" (that’s how he always addressed her) “ “Nothing really Mr. brain drain, I see you’ve become an American finally, with your fake accent, your never-ending cribbing, selfish attitude” she then started mimicking “oh dad the roads are such a mess, my Wi-Fi…aarrrgghh” Raj Deep wanted to retaliate but was stopped by  Priyanka “ C’mon guys, I am getting married, can’t you be just cordial for the next 3 days, after everything’s over ,you can beat the shit out of each other. Please till then just shut-up”

Riya had to drive Priyanka to a parlor to get ready for her pre-bridal. Raj Deep was standing in front of the door, looking utterly bored and tired. Riya peeked out of her car’s window and asked “How come u standing out in the ‘humid’?” “I am waiting for the flowers to arrive.” He sounded pretty irritated. Priyanka too  looked out of the car's window and she said, “why don’t you come over too, there are lot of people at home who could attend to the decorators.” Raj Deep, thought the idea was nice, he could relax in the AC car and AC parlor. He sat on the back seat and simply loved it. AC car seemed to be an oasis in Delhi’s May’s summer. He missed America, he missed its climate, India was a sad place, he thought. His thoughts were soon interrupted by Riya, she said “so Mr. brain drain….”immediately Raj Deep’s eyes turned at her and he said “Please I m in no mood to fight, so back-off”. This time it was Riya's turn to snap and she immediately looked at Priyanka and started yelling “I m just trying to have a civilized conversation and this man is biting my head off” Priyanka gave both a menacing look, enough to shut them up for a while. They travelled in silence. As soon as they reached, Priyanka rushed to the parlor followed by Riya and Raj Deep. Priyanka went inside for a pre-bridal and d manager told them that they needn’t wait; it’s going to take more than an hour to get her all ready. Riya called up priyanka to tell her that she’d come in an hour’s time…but priyanka refused citing that they had to stay behind, what if she needed anything. Riya looked at Raj Deep; Raj Deep said “anywhere where I could find AC”.

Riya suggested they go to a coffee shop nearby, it is air conditioned and she could use some coffee. They ordered for brownies and coffee, both looked everywhere but at each other. Finally Raj Deep spoke “So Riya…” “You know my name…that’s such a pleasure to know” Riya said with a good laugh. Raj Deep laughed too. Raj deep continued “So Riya, are you still with the same guy you were with two yrs ago, when we met last?”
“Umm no... didn’t work out with him, he had the same American dream, as most of the guys have and I am not ready to leave India. I want to go abroad but as a tourist not as a resident.” Riya sighed. It was Riya’s turn to ask about his love life, to that Raj Deep replied “if love means sleeping thinking and waking with that one thing than yes I m in love…in love with my phone, laptop, iPod”. Both laughed together “So how come you didn’t get a girl for yourself, you love everything about America, why not American girls?”Riya asked. Raj deep made a sad face and replied “They are way too modern for me, and Indian women are way too conservative for me” Then there was a long pause. So Riya asked”So you’ve never been in love?” prompt came a reply “NO”. Raj Deep asked that what according to her was Love, Riya got all philosophical with that To me, love is going to bed at night knowing that there is one person out there who is thinking of you at that same moment. Love is having a last call of the day by the one last person that you want to talk to while lying in your bed just before the day is over. Love is a smile …. And not only is it a smile on your face, but it’s a smile on your heart. Love is forgiving. Most of all, in my opinion, love is an incredible feeling that everyone deserves to have in their life. No one can tell you if you’re in love or not because only you know” Riya noticed Rajdeep staring at her, she thought he was about to crack a joke on her, but instead he just said “hm”

Soon Priyanka called saying she was done and ready to go, both looked at their watch and they realized they had been sitting in the coffee shop for more than two hours, they were shocked because it seemed just minutes, and time sure flew. They reached home, both rushed to get ready. Raj Deep wore a kurta pyjama and he came out of the room, and he saw Riya talking to his mother she wore a very beautiful anarkali, and her wild curly hair tied at the back…she looked beautiful. Raj Deep in the last three hours saw his thoughts drifting to Riya and what she said about love. Is it really possible to feel the things that she said people in love felt?? He wanted the feeling too, he wanted to love and be loved. All of a sudden the laptops, mobile phones, iPod seemed superficial. He was suddenly very conscious of Riya being around, every now and then his eyes would drift to her, on how she looked, the animated excitement in her. Then he saw Riya dancing with bunch of guys and jealousy sparked. He just wanted to pull her aside, and hide her from the world’s glares. Suddenly his eyes became wide and heart pumped so loud and fast, and the realization started dawning “oh sh*t, I m in love…with that girl who dumped her last boyfriend because he wanted to settle in America”

He was soon snapped out of his thought with Riya calling him to join her on the dance floor, he went to her and started dancing with her, but all he saw was her kholed eyes and very beautiful lips, all he thought was how he could not see this beautiful girl before. All he wanted to do was kiss her, taste her just once .The music stopped and Riya went to the drink section, she was tired, Raj Deep followed her. “What happened, Is something troubling you, you look as if you’ve seen a ghost?”He wanted to pull her leg by saying yes he just saw her but everything seemed to be stuck in his throat. Riya thought he was troubled by his sister’s wedding. So she said “C’mon everybody gets married and the best part Priyanka is gonna be in Delhi only, you could meet her anytime you want. Relax dude.” For the first time Raj Deep was happy it was his sister’s wedding, if Riya ever came to know he has fallen for her, she would die laughing and he would be a butt of joke all through his life. Moreover nothing can happen on the love front, she hates NRI’s.”Is everything o.k.” Riya shook him and said “you can tell me”. Raj Deep smiled and said“Nothing, was just wondering about Priyanka, that’s it” and he left.

Next day, everybody was pleasantly surprised to see both of them didn’t have a single argument; they even addressed each other with their first names. Priyanka knew both the people in and out. She noticed Raj Deep staring at Riya every now and then. She knew what had happened to her brother. That night when everybody had slept, Priyanka went into Raj Deep’s room, he was listening to songs. Priyanka smiled to that. Raj Deep said “So watsup sister?” Priyanka sat beside Raj Deep and asked “You have to tell me, whatsup? What exactly is going between you two “ Raj Deep gulped and said “You mean Riya and me?”. Priyanka just nodded her head. Raj Deep couldn’t lie to his sister and he had to share his stupidity with someone, what better than his own sister. So he told her “I love Riya. I finally found someone who took me by surprise and knocked me off my feet. It just started over coffee, we decided we are gonna be friends, its kind of funny how from simple things, it becomes this complicated. I know she’ll never agree to go for me, she hates NRI’s, but I can’t seem to take my mind off her. You have to promise me you would never tell this to Riya. Promise me...rt now” with that Raj Deep extended his palm and Priyanka promised him that she wldn’t tell anybody not even to Riya. While leaving Priyanka said “I really think you should tell Riya how you feel.” Raj Deep just nodded his head.

Finally the wedding night came, after the guests were received and wedding had started, Riya felt Raj Deep was acting pretty weird. She was genuinely concerned about him. He was sitting in one corner watching the guests go up on stage to congratulate the new couple. He was not talking to people much. She went to him with a plate of Pasta…she knew he loved it.” Can I sit beside u?” Riya asked Raj Deep with a smile. Raj Deep looked up and smiled back. “So Mr. Devdas, why a long face, aren’t u happy your sister has finally found the right man? Trust me that’s an accomplishment to find the right guy, I have failed all the time”. She made a sad face “In my case even the right guys turned into Mr. Wrong.” Hearing that Raj Deep turned to her and he said with a smile “Then they can’t be Mr. Right…right?”. Rica was happy to see Raj Deep back to his irritatingly witty self. Both were inseparable throughout the night. They laughed and talked all night. Finally the Vidaai came; Raj Deep stood near the gate and saw his sister leave with her husband.

When everybody was gone, he sat in the garden and started sobbing he missed Priyanka. Riya saw Raj Deep sitting alone in the garden, she thought of giving him a company, she was shocked to find out that he’s crying. Riya sat beside him and tried to console him, but he was way beyond consoling. He looked up and Riya saw that behind his glasses he had beautiful green colored eyes with so much of crying it looked as deep as sea. That very moment she realized she was in love with this guy. Both of them couldn’t say who made the first move but both were kissing, slow and nice. The world, to both of them had stopped, so did time. By the time it got over and the realization set in to what they had done, they couldn’t even gather enough courage to face each other. Raj deep said “sorry” and he left. Riya watched him leave, disappointed. She knew guys like Raj Deep didn’t go for girls like Riya. They liked women who were engineers too and equally driven.

 Next day Riya packed her bags to leave. She wished everybody farewell, she saw Raj Deep sitting on the sofa, surfing T v Channels. Raj Deep saw Riya all packed and ready to leave. She couldn’t leave this soon. He was too shocked last night to say anything to her so he just left. But he had to tell her that it was very special. Before he could say anything, Riya said “wouldn’t you drop me to the airport or should I go all alone?

 As soon as they sat in the car Riya started talking”Boss, its ok, u needn’t get all uncomfortable, such things happen, okkk. Moreover don’t worry it wasn’t my first kiss and nor I have fallen for you. So no love lost o.k.? Raj Deep wanted to tell her how he felt but he knew what would be her answer, so he decided not to say. Instead he just nodded. Riya smiled and then she asked "will I see you around????" Raj Deep nodded again. Riya knew that ill-fated kiss had had costed her friend, for Raj Deep the kiss was always going to be special .They were uncomfortably quiet for the rest of the journey. Finally they reached airport and Riya waved him Good bye and disappeared in the crowd. Raj Deep cried returning home and Riya cried in the airport’s loo. They loved each other but were too proud to let the other know.

Funny how we feel so much but cannot say a word; we are screaming inside but we can't be heard….

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All the stories are a rough draft. All stories are a work of fiction. The characters do not exist, except in the mind of the (blogger)author. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. no part of this blog may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechnical including photocopying or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the blogger (author).

Friday, August 03, 2012

Beauty and the Beast ;)




"Women who aspire to be as good as men lack ambition, sweety... i've been rich and i've been poor too...trust me.. rich is anytime better.. money gives me enough push to make myself work harder" Vedika said to her only frnd and only business partner Swati... when she asked her to chill out and to relax and not work that hard. Swati soon gave up and left.Vedika continued to work on her wedding collection, she had a deadline...Wills Fashion Week was just 3 mnths away, and she had to prove herself and bring her design label "GODDESS" in the forefront.Vedika had tooo much of dark memories inside her. Her past had made her bitter.Soon her thoughts drifted to her past...Her father passed away early, her mom single handedly raised her and her sister... she still remembered living in strict financial constraints......her long time fiance' had broken d engagement because he no-longer "fancied" her..He found a much thinner and much prettier looking female. Everybody around her started pushing her to get thin, but she wld rubbish it by saying "getting thin would hardly be a revenge, success was the best revenge".. but frankly she never wanted to be thin...she was happy the way she looked.She never wanted the guy to love her for the way she looked but for who she was inside.

It was nearly midnight when Vedika decided to call it a day and go home. It was raining heavily since evening. Vedika called for the lift...all she wanted was to go home get into her pyjamas.... and have yummy daal chawal..and vanila oreo ice cream she had got yesterday. If anybody asked her abt her love life..she wld always say "she's romancing foood" she loved foood,food was her only stress buster.She waited for the lift to discend...she could see d voltage fluctuations...because of d heavy rain....she just hoped she reached home safely. The lift finally came...door opened and she saw a man standing. she was tooo tired to look at him properly. she stood facing d door. Few seconds later...d lift stopped and lights went off too, the only source of light was a small red emergency bulb. She turned to look at d man standing with her, she couldn't make out the face just a set of broad toned shoulders...sparkling teeth and he was way too tall. "Don't worry lifts gonna start any minute, now. Mumbai never has power failures" said the man.

 "Yeah...i know...but the electricity was fluctuating all evening...i hope watchman knows we r stuck" said vedika....sad , disappointed and hungry.They checked the emergency phone in d elevator...even that wasn't working. Vedika wanted to scream. But instead she just sat down. The guy sat beside her. She became skeptical a about that guys intention. She shifted to make some space between them. Immediately she heard a very nice deep throat laughter. Laughing the man said " I would have been really interested in getting close to u...but lift is not something i fancy and i'm too tired to do anything tonite. She smiled and thought "even if she was not in the lift...he would still not look at her...that was only reserved for good looking..thin people".They both sat in silence. Finally the guy said "What were you doing here in this building this late". Vedika wanted to snap at him, but with great difficulty she controlled her temper and said "i was working...". The guy said "i wasn't really working..i was just thinking to where my life was going..." immediately she cut him short and she said "now we r frnds???? pls boss, i have my own troubles to deal with,than to hear ur sob story" Again came the silence. This time vedika apologised "I m sorry, i shouldn't have snapped at you. I m just tired too, and frankly extremly irritated. I could have been home under my blanket watching You've got mail and eating my oreo-vanila ice cream" with that came a deep sigh from her and echoing grumbling sound from her stomach.This time she really hoped this lift fell and she died. Soon came the same sexy deep laughter.The Man pushed a plastic bag to her side.."you hungry????...you can share with me.. now that we don't know how long we are stuck here". She wanted to say she wasn't that hungry...but her stomach grumbled again....now she was beyond shame...she accepted food. He opened his boxes... it was pretty scrumptious meal...she wondered how wld one person have this much of food.But then lucky her she is not going to sleep hungry tonite. They had food silently.After all done, she felt much better and light. Food truly was her stress buster. She thanked him for the food.

Now they really started talking...they spoke about varied things..about how they both hated to go to pubs and discos. That man found pubs and discos very loud..while vedika thought the discos were for crazy people..She found it hard to believe people actually paid money to dance in a barely lit room...shdn't people get paid for dancing.???? Coming to the topic of food, she found the man sitting beside her equally in love with food.. both loved rice and chocolates. He said, it was rare to find women who appreciated food, everybody around him seemed to be green tea lover..and on a constant diet. They spoke about their fav movies books..he was into gangster and action flicks was not into reading books, while vedika was into romance...be it books or movies. Vedika told him about her love for clothes...she simply loved touching materials while the man with her smiled and with chuckle he said "he was minimalistic...when it came to clothing".He then told her that in his off days he just wore his fav shorts. thats it. They both laughed and lost the track of time. Immidiately dey saw lights flickering back. and d lift started moving.

For the first time Vedika saw him. She kept staring at him.... To vedika it seemed she had seen him somewhere but didn't know where. She thot maybe in the lift.. or may be in the building's corridor. She smiled at him and she saw him smiling at her tooo. The door of the lift opened...she saw the lights flashing from all direction..There was a chaos..nearly 100 people standing there and everybody was looking at the Man standing beside  her...flashing their camera lights...before she could think...she felt her hand was grabbed by that man...he was taking her along through the building enterance to d parking lot..Vedika was too dazed to understand what was happening. She saw a huge car, the kind she had never seen. Before she could say anything she was bundled in d car, and the car left the building. She couldn't stop looking at him ...he just smiled., and then he finally asked..."where did u live?" .She gave him her address like an hypnotised person.....she just kept staring at him.Finally she asked "Who are u?" He looked at her embarassed and replied " You'd know in tomorrow's newspapers" and he frowned...after that they travelled silently and he dropped her to her place and left.

Vedika was sooo tired...she reached home and she undressed in daze...she cldn't get that scene out of her head..where 100's of camera flashing all at once...the chaos and the face of that stranger, with an apologetic look..She didn't sleep that well.. she kept tossing and turning all throughout the night. Next day morning..she thought of all the last night's actions as a dream...she got up and did her daily chores and den with a cup of coffee she sat to read the papers...the front page of a prominent newspaper had her picture with that stranger, who's suppose to be a superstar of hindi movies Aarav Khurana. "Ok that explains...why his face looked soo known" she thought. With that thought her phone rang. She picked up and the lady on d opp. end said " Did u know Aarav Khurana""Were u with him b4 u were stuck in the lift?" "r u guys having an affair" with these questions Vedika cut the call.Immediately her phone rang again, this time it was Swati..she was screaming on top of her voice... Vedika couldn't get a word ..only thing she got was ..."SWITCH ON THE TV" . She switched it on to find that news channels were flashing d video where Aarav was holding her hand and  walking... the heading of the story was "Plain Jane with prince charming" second channel said "Cinderella story"  ..both the channels decided that they were having an affair and were together even before they were stuck in d lift. She wanted to scream W*T*F*.....this can't be happening. Her family called up...even der were calls from distant relatives.. she avoided all calls. Finally there was loud banging on the door. She got scared hoping the newspaper guys didn't land up at her door. It was a man in watchman's uniform...must be a new guy...she opened the door...this man came inside the house....she opened her mouth to protest...but d guy removed his moustache and d cap...it was none other than Aarav Khurana himself. Aarav looked d same apologetic like the night before. But all she wanted to do was strangle him, but then she felt sorry for him too, his reputation wld be in tatters for being linked with plain grl like her.

Vedika started "I don't know call up all the press guys and tell them u r having an affair with dozen of other grls..but i m not one of them" Since morning my phone hasn't stopped ringing...everybody i knew had called me up...all news channels r talking abt me...pls Aarav get me out of this mess...I have a fashion show coming up...its one of my most important thing in my life...i can't screw it up because of bad publicity" Aarav looked sad . He got up and went to Vedika and he said "If i say anything its gonna make matters worse,let the news die down naturally" "Till then what am i expected to do....sit inside the house...because everybody is standing outside mine" she fumed. This was the first time she saw a smile on his face. She was furious now "It might be a joke for u Mr. Superstar...but its my work thats gettng affected and my life thats getting screwed royally by your highness". This tym Aarav couldn't control himself , he bursted out laughing..uncontrollably. With this Vedika pushed him out of her house and banged  shut the door.

The next whole week was terrible..wherever she went..paparazzi followed her. There were nearly 100 calls everyday from some or the other magazine. One newspaper even described them as the new beauty and the beast...and no prizes for guessing who was who. She was hating every minute of it. She couldn't go anywhere without being followed.There was a continuous buzz around her.She even over-heard women saying "what did Aarav  khurana looked in this girl..she's sooo ordinary". Finally she got so fed-up with everything....so the next day when a reporter called up...she told him that she had nothing to do with aarav khurana she was engaged to be married with someone else.. Things became very peaceful after that. But Couple of days later Aarav visited her designing studio...which was just couple of floors below and asked her if it was true that she was engaged. She told him that in order to get rid of the undue attention she had to lie. She continued working. Aarav went and stood beside her and he asked her "Why can't u be my gf? Why do u hate me soo much?"Vedika left her work and looked at him suprised."I just wanted to tell u I love you, since the time we were in that lift and ur stomach grumbled...i didn't see u....i didn't know u..but i loved u. When i saw you looking all frightened when u had ur first encounter with the paprazzi all i wanted to do was protect u from them. U were never gogelled eyed by my success..for the first tym i was treated as a human and not a star." With this Vedika looked at him and den she said..."No...i have fashion week coming up and i want alll d attention on my dresses and not on my personal life."Aarav looked at her coolly and then left her.

Months passed, Vedika worked day in and out. She just wanted her designs to be special. But everytime she got into the lift, she would think of Aarav, and the wonderful time they had stuck in d lift. She never ever discussed Aarav and her proposal with anybody but with her best friend Swati, and she thought Vedika was stupid.Even her ex-fiance wanted to be back with her...but she refused, suddenly she had no hard feelings for him. She had finally moved-on. Her thoughts would drift to Aarav every now and then, but then she knew  it was for the best. Finally the D-day came. It was her day and she swore nothing wld go wrong, her bridal collection wld be appreciated. Models wearing her designs started walking the ramp. She was too tensed  and too nervous. Finally with her show -stopper Red and Zari lehenga she walked and bowed... she wore flowing flower print dress. She knew she looked good. There was a roaring applaud from the d audience.She was asked to speak, but she passed. She was tooo excited to say anything. She just smiled and she left.On the backstage, she saw Aarav standing with the bouquet, and he said"Now the shows over, can i renew my proposal?" She smiled and she hugged him...he hugged her back.

"If the love is restricted on beauty, its no love at all. Love is much beyond and above superficial beauty"



Disclaimer :-

All the stories are a rough draft. All stories are a work of fiction. The characters do not exist, except in the mind of the (blogger)author. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. no part of this blog may be reproduced or utilized in any form or by any means, electronic or mechnical including photocopying or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the blogger (author).