Thursday, September 27, 2012

My fair ghost ;) - 2


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It was the 21st day. Her parents left for Kolkata that morning. They insisted she too came along...but she chose not to. That evening Radhika for the first time..was all alone. Everything in her house reminded her of Gautam. She switched on the TV and star movies showed Die hard 4...it was Gautam's favorite film. She immediately switched off the TV. She cried inconsolably.

"Sit, and relax...now I m dead...nobody to crib about the dirty house.Did you see the fans. Those sparkling white fans are dirty brown in color. Why are the lights on in the kitchen? When will you learn to take money and electricity bills seriously?" 

Radhika stopped crying her eyes widening as she recognized the voice. It was gautam's . She turned to see Gautam sitting on the sofa. For few minutes she just kept staring at that sofa. Gautam was with his signature sly smile. 

"I am so going crazy.....I am seeing Gautam sitting on the sofa" Radhika said to herself...crying at the same time laughing  "he's dead... he's been dead since 3 weeks....I think i desperately need some fresh air" She got up from the sofa talking to herself.."I think I need to go for a walk...yeah that should be good" 

"I am very much here Sleepy head. I am back from being dead" Gautam told her amused.

"No, this is not happening...i m just imagining things...radhika get a grip on yourself" Radhika kept talking to block Gautam's voice.She couldn't believe Gautam was back.

She got out of the house and locked her door. She saw Gautam coming out of that locked door...he smiled and said “I always wondered since I saw the movie "GHOST" that can ghosts really do that??"

All Radhika wanted to do was run screaming, but instead she just stood there shocked. She just walked to the lift got into it...the doors closed. Gautam did the same trick again... he came through the closed doors. Radhika was freaking out inside. On 5th floor Mr. Agarwal entered the lift. Radhika looked at him, trying to see if he too saw Gautam. But Mr. Agarwal said " I am sorry to hear about you husband, he was a good man" Radhika just stared at him and then to Gautam. Holy sh*t he cannot see Gautam. Thank god, they reached ground floor. She stormed out into the garden...and she started running..

"Why are you doing this? I am here just for you. Please stop! Look at me." Gautam tried to stop her.

She could see Gautam floating in the air "shut up, you are nothing but a figment of my imagination. Tomorrow when I wake up...you'd be gone...I know that"

People in the park gave her quizzical looks. She thought "oh god! they must be thinking she has gone crazy". She hurried back home and locked herself in.

She tucked herself in a blanket and just prayed she stopped hallucinating. Immediately she heard Gautam calling her out "You sleep, u look very tired I’ll sit here and watch TV"

Strangely since the last three weeks, she slept peacefully for the first time. 

In the morning, She got out of bed to get herself a glass of water. When she came out she saw Gautam lying and he was floating in air. "Oh god" Radhika squeezed shut her eyes” it was all true...u really did come"

Do you think we could clean up the house today" Gautam gave his signature smile. He knew Radhika hated cleaning. She could go to any levels to avoid it. 

"I have to run to office today. I haven't attended it since u...ummm" and she trailed off.

"Then why are u standing, go have your bath or stay here and clean d house. I counted 35 cockroaches last night". he complained

Radhika decided office was better or this man would drive her crazy.

Radhika entered her office. Everybody stopped and stared at her. She continued walking as she hated that look of sympathy in everybody's eyes.

She called her assistant for a follow-up on Siddhartha Mehrotra's case. He informed her that the tennis star refused to talk to anybody; he only wanted Radhika to handle the case. He had called nearly zillion times in last three weeks asking for her.

Radhika decided to call Siddharth Mehrotra. He picked up the call.

"Where have you been hiding?? I am in a huge mess and you decide to go on a holiday?" Siddharth screamed.

Radhika tried to calm him by saying" Sorry but there were people ready to help you 24*7"

There was silence on the other side and then Siddharth spoke "My secretary just informed me about your husband. I am sorry to hear that. I really had no idea...."

Radhika cut him short, eager to change the topic "What about that actor punching case? Has the news died down or is the media still troubling you...I am sorry I was ummm "out" for a long time. So couldn't follow the news?"

Siddharth seemed very quiet all of a sudden"Can we discuss this issue during dinner...I know a Chinese outlet small and comfortable. They serve great Chinese?"

Radhika hesitated and then she thought maybe she should socialize more... she might hallucinate less. So Radhika agreed to go out for dinner with Siddharth.

"It's been only 22 days since I died and you are already going out on dinner with a handsome tennis player...that was fast." Stunned Radhika turned to see Gautam standing by the window.

"It's an official dinner and if you want you can be around. I have a feeling you 'will' be around" Radhika tried to be her sarcastic best. In a way she was happy gautam returned, life seemed to be back to normal. She seemed to be smiling more at his sarcasms then getting annoyed like she used to.

Siddharth sat in a corner table checking his mobile phone, for the first time he was without his secretary. He looked gorgeous with short cropped hair, shaved and a body and height to die for. Everybody in the restaurant was looking at him. Radhika walked to him and he got up from his seat to greet her. They shook hands "Do you really have to do that?? Can’t you keep your hands off him?" Radhika jerked her face to her side and saw Gautam standing beside her and his expressions unreadable.

"Thank you for accepting my dinner invitation. You look very beautiful tonight" Siddharth smiled. Radhika returned that smile.

"God, this man is fast. No preliminaries already jumped to flirting. I am telling you Radhika he just wants to get into your skirt" Gautam's eyebrows raised and his lips pursed.

"Thank you for inviting me Mr. Mehrotra. How are you? And did you visit your parents? So, any more games coming up?”Radhika noticed she spoke more than necessary but it was to block gautam's voice. The wise cracks from Gautam just didn't stop. Radhika wondered what was wrong with Siddharth, he just stared at her and oblivious to the fact that d world was watching him and so did gautam. At the end of the dinner Siddharth insisted on dropping Radhika but Radhika politely declined. He hailed a cab for her. Before she could sit Siddharth held her hand and said "You are a great gal" Radhika smiled and gautam continue cribbing For once Radhika was happy he was dead.. At least nobody could hear him.



To be continued.......






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Wednesday, September 26, 2012

my fair ghost 1




My Fair Ghost ;)


I’ll kill you one day, How could anybody be so irritating? I have tolerated you for last 4 years. I can’t take anymore.” Radhika screamed.

“Yeah I'll keep haunting you after I die. You leaving me...haaa..You’ve been telling me that for last 4 years. You havn’t left and I have lost all hope of u leaving me now. I am too sick and tired of seeing the wardrobes in a mess, kitchen dirty and u r going to bring Mt. Everest to shame with laundry clothes.” Gautam yelled back

“In that case why don’t you get a new wife for yourelf. I am done with you anyways” She retaliated

“Once bitten; twice shy, darling. Moreover I am getting used to dirty home” Gautam gave a sly smile…held herin his arms, steadied his fidgeting wife.. and he kissed her. For few seconds she resisted but then even she gave up. Kiss ended abruptly with d loud bell. Radhika was all flushed and she ran to open d door. She thought inspite of fighting day in and day out there was this magical chemistry between them. Inspite of four years of marriage his kisses still makes her toes curl with joy.

This has been their routine. They have been fighting every single day since their marriage. If they had nothing to fight about they would start an argument about movies. Gautam was into action sci-fi flicks....while Radhika was into drama and rom-coms. all hell wld break lose if on one channel showed Die-hard ; james bond or MI and on the other they showed Pretty woman, sweet home Alabama or Sleepless in Seattle. At the end of the argument, either the LCD's wires have been removed from d socket...or dey r watching news. Arguments would just go on and on..In the heart of hearts they even enjoyed the arguments and strangely even looked forward to it.

Gautam worked in a bank and Radhika an ex airhostess worked for a PR firm. They had an arranged marriage. Even when they met for the first time they fought he thought airhostesses were nothing better than well-paid waitress.He had no idea ..she too was an air hostess. The moment he realised that, he showered gifts and flowers as apologies..Their parents got confused and thought he was persuing her for marriage.Their parents celebrated and even announced it in public. In 6 months they even got married.

They had a unique way of loving each other. Both would never go for movies without each other. They would always sleep on the same bed, no matter how bitterly they fought. Gautam was pleasantly plump and radhika was a thin beautiful woman.Radhika was very social while Gautam preferred staying at home. The only thing they had in common was the love for good food.They had nearly tried all the restaurants in their vicinity. Gautam was a very good cook and Radhika hated cooking. On holidays Gautam would never let Radhika cook. He would put it as " Atleast one meal in a week i want it well cooked and edible..so let me cook"

It was a Monday, like always, Gautam dropped Radhika to her office and then he drove to his. It was a crucial day for Radhika, her client a 29 yr old and 21st ranked Tennis player, Siddharth Mehrotra had participated in a drunken brawl with a heart throb actor. Siddharth had punched the guy and broke actor's million dollar nose. Radhika and his team wanted to build a bad boy's image for the tennis star, but this was too much. He was a Page 3's fav bad boy but at the same time he was a million-dollar lawsuit waiting to happen. 

"I really think Mr. Mehrotra you should lie low for a while away from the lime lights till the news die its own death" Radhika tried to explain that to him.

In return he looked menacingly at her " How come i m treated as the guilty one.He assaulted a lady, i just tried to save her"

That moment Radhika got a call from her husband Gautam. She decided to cut his call. Because the issue in hand was way too serious. Very next sec. again she got a call....radhika could see Siddharth rolling his eyes...she decided to put her mobile phone on silent tone. 

She continued "Well Mr. Mehrotra the lady in question has disappeared and not many people are vouching for you. This actor has all the public sympathy. What we are trying to do here is for  your goood.Let your lawyers handle the situation. Even if anybody asks you anything about that incident all you have to say is NO COMMENTS. Please donot talk to anybody about this."

After an hour long of begging, coaxing even intimidating he finally agreed to lie low and visit his parents in Bangalore for a couple of weeks.

She wrapped up her work soon and she left.She checked her mobile phone there were 42 calls from Gautam. She was scared and tensed. She called up. A different voice answered the phone. Radhika felt all numb and tensed. Her voice trembling when asked "who's this" 

The voice on d other end said "mrs. Bhandari, this is shyam, Mr. Bhandari's assistant. Well Madam Sir has suffered a heart attack. He's in Lilavati Hospital. Pls come soon"

Radhika couldnot understand a word. she just board a taxi and reached the hospital . But she was a minute late. Gautam had breathed his last. Radhika stared at his lifeless face. It seemed he was abt to get up and smile .For the first time she waited for a wise-crack from him. But those eyes never opened...that mouth ...she had kissed a zillion times...never moved. The man she hated ....the man she loved had left her.

Its been 21 days since Gautam's death. Her parents too left for kolkata in the morning. They insisted she too came along...but she chose not to.That evening Radhika for the first time in her life was all alone. Everything in her house reminded her of Gautam. She switched on the tv and star movies showed Die hard 4...it was Gautam's favourite film.She immediately switched off the TV. For the first time since his death she cried. She cried inconsollably.

"Sit, and relax...now i m dead..nobody to crib about the dirty house.Did you see the fans. Those sparkling white fans are dirty brown in colour. Why are the lights on in the kitchen? when will you learn to take money and electricity bills seriously?" 

Radhika stopped crying her eyes widening as she recognized the voice. It was gautam's . She turned to see Gautam sitting on the sofa. For few minutes she just kept staring at that sofa. Gautam was with his signature sly smile. 


............To be Continued





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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).

















Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Melbourne dreams



Here I stand in front of the mirror
In it I see my life go by
I see myself when I was baby
Being alone would make me cry

Now I am old
With a child of my own
The only thing I want 
Is to be left alone

No matter for how long
No matter where
The bosses and tantrums
No more I can bear.

A trip to Melbourne is the only thing that going in my mind since last one month. I want to break free from my mundane routine, which includes brainstorming with my bai, cook, iron wala, paperwala, doodh wala etc. My husband's...”renu u didn't pack my bag", "where r my socks???" " where r my files?" at same time temper tantrums of my child "I hate upma"" I hate plain milk, can't i have a milkshake instead" Most of the time I want to scream, at times I even do that and d rest of the times I keep sulking...I can't afford to lose my bai and cook. U hardly get a good one these days.

If I win this Melbourne trip, it would be so cool. The experience I want to bring back from Melbourne is the sense of freedom...where nobody is riding on your back. U have that handful of days just for you. I want to drink wine (that would be my first taste of alcohol). I want to visit the Murray...go for a long walk by the river, drink wine...just enjoy the scenic beauty and feel calm internally as well as externally

I want to bring back the experience of that long, no-pothole drive across the great ocean road, with ocean waves hitting the cliffs. After that, experience that amazing trek of the Great Ocean Walk from Apollo Bay to the magnificent 12 Apostles along the rugged coast. Wow that would be something I am really looking forward to.

How could I forget the amusement parks, it’s been more than 8 years I have been to one. Roller costars, the entire dare devil rides. I’ll be a kid once again. The feeling of being carefree and with insatiable urge to be wild and kiddish again

I can never miss the theatre, if I am there I will attend a musical be it a small budget or big budget ...I have to attend the musical. I want to bring home the experience of an opera style theatre and the best part I can watch it without being disturbed "mommy potty" "mommy I m hungry" "mommy I m thirsty" I can watch the entire musical in peace. There is so much to shop...I will shop till I drop. I will visit the new Victoria Market. 

Above all it will bring a renewed self-confidence, that in spite of being a housewife, I am good enough to win a prestigious competition like this. I am going to Melbourne on my own merit. Anyways got to go, dinner time...:(








Sunday, September 16, 2012

mirror..






Everyday in the mirror, I meet a new person
Everyday I get scared
Everyday I get a realization
That from darkness, even my life is not spared

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

love me......






One day you'd know in spite of being ugly, I was beautiful
One day you'd know in spite of being down, I was pure
by the time you'd see my pristine heart
I'd be gone for sure