Saved by the bell. Truer words have never been said.
Samar's threatening step towards the maddening girl halted when her cell phone rang loudly.
Maahi seemed to figure her good luck as well because the relief that dawned on her face rivaled the light that dawns on the sky at daybreak. But it was a little short-lived. Looking at the name blinking on her phone Maahi looked torn, then looked at the surly man standing in front of her, only to stare back at her phone. After a split second of deliberation, with a defiant expression, pressed the green button.
"Hey sweetheart," she said turning around for some privacy.
Earth dropped away from below Samar's feet. Sweetheart?
"I was just going to call you," Maahi said as sh
As Samar stopped the car in the premises of the apartment complex where Jayant lived, his neck automatically craned up. His eyes zeroed down on the illuminated window of the corner flat on the third floor in the third building. Jayant's house. Samar knew exactly which flat to look at because the flat above that one, on the fourth floor, was where he used to live with his mother. The flat was still his, thanks to Ranjan uncle, but it was locked now. He seldom opened it, unable to face the memories of his kind and loving mother. After what he has become in life, after what all he has done, after what all he plans to do, his mother wouldn't approve. He knew."Is that Kaki?" shrugging off the gloom he asked Jayant, who had rounded towards the driver's side to take his leave, pointing towards the figure pacing in the small un-lit balcony of Jayant's flat. Jayant looked up too."Is she up waiting for you?"Jayant scratched the back of his head. "Umm... yeah."S
Happiness.The singular embodiment of this word for Kunal for the last twenty-four years had been his baby sister, named Maahi, by his not-so-happy parents. His midget, his Gudiya. He had fallen in love with that little life from the very day she was brought home from the hospital. He cannot explain his attachment to the tiny soul, but whatever it was, it was instantaneous. She looked up to him from her crib with her wide hazel eyes, and he fell in love with the drooling wrinkly pink infant on the spot. He had felt so important whenever he'd been allowed to hold her milk bottle while she sucked on it.When she grew up, she took to following him around the house like a shadow and trusted him above everyone else in the house to come and share her troubles with. Her faith in him to solve all her problems
Old habits die hard.Nothing else could explain the foolish urge that Maahi had to pull out another one of her tried and tested excuse from her arsenal, making a run from this conversation staring her in the eyes. So busy was her frantic mind in devising a strategy to get out of this situation that she gave no heed to the lavish manly room around her. Or to the owner of that room who was now standing barely a foot away from her, his hands folded on his chest."Maahi."She looked up, startled as her heart leaped up in her chest. Instinctively, she moved a few paces back, away from the heat and threat his body was emanating.God, of other things she didn't know but they should really talk about respecting personal spaces. Anyway, showtime! She smiled brightly. A stubborn fake it till you make it smile. Getting ready to deflect the upcoming chit-chat on her stupidity. She was an e
"You. love. me?"Unease coiled around her heart.Why is his tone so mocking?"Are you f**king kidding me?"Now hergut twisted a little too. Kidding?? No, she wasn't. All she had done was voice her feelings for the boy she has known all her life."I never imagined you would try to trick me, Maahi. Why dammit? What have I not done for you? WHAT? Hell, I took the f**king bullets for you! And this is how you repay me? By playing games? If you think I'll believe the crap you have dished out even for a second, then you don't know me at all. I am not that stupid trusting boy your family abused for years. You people don't come to anyone's doorstep to spit without a hidden agenda and you want me to believe that su
It was quite early in the morning, three days later, that Maahi again saw Samar's handsome face as she entered the breakfast lounge of Hotel Renaissance located at Powai lake. Her choice of place to meet him, close to his apartment complex. Dressed in gym slacks, a racerback tank, and a thin full-sleeved jacket over it, all black, she adjusted the strap of her gym bag on her shoulder and walked towards him. Sensing her arrival, he looked up from his glass of what looked like juice, stopped rolling his ear stud between his fingers, and narrowed his eyes at her. She felt nervousness swirl in her gut."So, the Princess finally decides to make an appearance," he taunted.Maahi dropped her bag to the floor, gracefully slid in the chair opposite his, and smiled wid
"Look at me, Kunal."But Kunal didn't. He stubbornly kept looking outside the window of the study, at the well-kept garden surrounded by high walls which were made even higher by erecting blue tarpaulin on them, to curtail visibility against an off-chance attack that could be staged from one of the many skyscrapers mushrooming around them.Lalaji pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly. Kunal had barged into his study early in the morning, and he was not ready for his temperamental arguments. Age was really catching up with him. He didn't know for how long he could keep his hot-headed grandson in control anymore."Beta, damage his share of the business. Tip the authorities for another raid on his club. Ruin him, for all I care. But if you harm a single hair on Samar's head, I will cut you out of the business and my will," he
Samar knew his relationship with Maahi was going to be absolute bliss. And it was going to be pure agony too.But it was an agony he was choosing to endure.That she was penitent enough to not look into his eyes while demanding he signs his death warrant, proved that he hasn't chosen wrong.Not that he was going to sign any such thing. And he wasn't going to lose Maahi again, either. Yes, he was crafty that way."Look at me, Maahi," he repeated once again.This time, Maahi gulped, and hesitantly brought her beautiful eyes to his face."You don't want me to harm your brother, did I get that right?"She nodded after a hea
Maahi looked around."You want something?" Samar promptly inquired."No," she raised the glass of water she was holding with a hesitant smile, "I am good.""You sure?""Yes""Umm... okay."She felt the need to nod to that, just to keep the air alive around her.But a moment later, the air lulled back to its earlier stillness.Another stretch of silence yawned between them.God, this was getting embarrassing, Maahi cringed inwardly.She pinned the awkwardness onto his
"Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please?"The large gathering inside the lavish banquet hall of a seven-star hotel of Mumbai gradually turned to face the stage at Samar Jagtap's courteous request. This was one of the few highly sought parties of the season and the elite of the Mumbai business community was present tonight here. It was no secret that people hadn't always clamored for an invite for a Jagtap do. In fact, in the distant past, an invite from Jagtaps instated fear rather than prestige in the recipient's heart. But gone was that era and these days Jagtap's name was synonymous with success, respectability, and philanthropy. They had their profitable fingers dipped in every conceivable pie - property development, manufacturing, trading, and so on; and they generously passed their fortune on to the less fortunate ones. The only business that reminded people of Samar Jagtap's murky past was his extremely
As the aircraft touched down, Maahi started winding up her long chain of thoughts, as long as this flight from Zurich to Delhi. And what thoughts they had been! It was like she had relived her whole life in her mind in those scant hours. Having just left her brother permanently at a facility in Switzerland had left her feeling rather poignant. The feeling, she guessed, similar to when one left their parents at an old age home.Tiredly, she collected her hand baggage and stood up to deplane. Luckily this time there was no extra security check-in her honor. Vaghela name had lost almost all its steam in the past year. It was a brief respite, she knew, for she was going to get a new surname soon, the one that was all the rage these days in power corridors. Jagtap.And sure enough, her future husband was waiting for her as she exited the airport. Patiently waiting next to his car, emitting a strong fuck-off vibe to four very wary policemen standing a few
Maahi's heart turned over in her chest as she looked at the peacefully sleeping infant in her arms. From day one, she had felt an inexplicable tug towards him. Fallen in love with him at very first sight. So cute, so innocent, so tiny, and so very dear to her. Vansh, Swapnali and Jayant's son. The reason everyone didn't fall apart after Swapnali's demise. The reason that had compelled her to walk back into Samar's camp. The reason his Samar kaka has found his smile again.The reason why his uncle JK and his aunt Madhura were getting married right now.Maahi clutched the little-swaddled baby a little tighter to herself, overwhelmed with a peculiar possessiveness. However, she didn't want to demean the sacrifice these two young people were so selflessly making, even in her thoughts. But it was true that from today onwards her role in Vansh's life as one of his caretakers, like it had been since the last month, would cease. And it hurt. Swapnali's younger sister, Ma
Maahi smiled at the night duty nurse and quietly closed the door behind her after checking up on her grandfather. He was sleeping peacefully, under the effect of painkillers probably, for it has just been ten days since he had been shot. He was moved back home as soon as he was out of danger. In the business, to which their grandfather had dedicated his life and sacrificed everyone else's, it was considered wise to recuperate in one's stronghold. Lying helplessly in the public building, where security arrangements could never meet the rigid standards, no matter how meticulously they were made, was akin to tempting the fickle fate.Without making a noise, she moved to the room two doors down. Similarly, she opened it and took silent stock of the situation there. Her brother was sleeping, and his male nurse was dozing off in the comfortable chair in the corner of the room. These days her brother didn't require much nighttime care. Satisfied, she closed that door as well.
That night, Samar tiredly staggered up four flights of stairs to his mother's apartment. He generally preferred to stay put at his club until six in the morning to supervise the change of employee shift, but today neither his heart nor his brain was in the business. In fact, after his chat with Rizwan last evening, he had spent all his time devising scenarios where he could revive his interactions with Maahi.It was a difficult situation, he conceded after many hours of contemplation. He cannot present himself at Vaghela House without ensuing explosive violence or at the least, giving Lalaji a coronary. Maahi seldom ventured out of her house these days, the proof of which was she hadn't taken her best friend out anywhere in the city yet. The phone call and messages were clearly not getting through her anger towards him. He was at his wit's end.He would have preferred
Six Months LaterMaahi leaned on the muscular shoulder with a sigh as a reassuring arm wrapped around her and pulled her closer into the warmth of security. How she'd missed him! They were sitting against the headboard on her bed in her bedroom in the Vaghela House. It was very early morning and although it wasn't totally dark outside anymore, the light hadn't arrived either."I missed you so much," she confessed."I missed you too, sweetheart. I would have come way sooner had you let me," Archer Calhill replied affectionately."I know," Maahi said. She had asked him to come the day before and within thirty-six hours, he was here. In fact, he had landed in Mumbai a few hours back itself. Ever since bhaiya had been shot and she bowed out of Samar's l
Kunal sat at the woven cot made out of coarse jute at the oddly placed and thus, a deserted tea stall just outside Virar. It was his regular meeting spot with Shetty for the past few months. Like always, the sensible owner of the almost out-of-business tea stall asked if he needed anything and then left the small kiosk quietly. His reward would be waiting for him on the table at the end of their meeting.He was satisfied how the business in regard to Jayant Kirloskar had turned out. Not only had he exacted the revenge from the Bastard for turning his sister against him, but he had also cut his crucial arm away. Two birds with one stone. Now what was left was to silently ride this chaotic aftermath. His temper was famous, but his cunning was not and he was going to use it in his favor. He was not going to ever fess up to his role in Jayant's murder. He was not going to lose his birthright, his inheritance for anything. That was why
Samar paced outside the small bedroom at Jayant's flat. JK stood tensed in a corner. Half an hour back, Swapnali had collapsed. Just like that. She was sitting on the bed and bam, keeled over, and dropped on the floor unconscious without any prior warning sign. Samar panicked. JK grew hysterical. It was kaki who finally emerged out of her five-day-old stupor and rushed to her daughter-in-law's side. The doctor was summoned and was presently checking her inside.The vibrating phone burned a hole in his pocket. Out of sheer irritation, he fished it out and barked, "What is it, Maahi?"He knew it was her without even looking at the caller id. She had been doggedly persistent in calling him since the last five days. But she was the last person he wanted to talk to right now. He had realized how easy it was to say that her family name didn't affect his love towards her. It did. W
"I DIDN'T DO IT!!!!"Maahi sat up with a start."IF I FIND THAT YOU HAD A HAND IN IT, I WILL KILL YOU WITH MY OWN HANDS KUNAL!!!"Alarmed, she jumped out of the bed and rushed to her door. The voices were coming from the corridor outside."I SAID I DIDN'T DO IT!!"She peered outside, quiet like a mouse, trying to make a sense of all this commotion. Loud noises had been permeating her sleep since the last couple of minutes and had more or less woken her up, but she wasn't any wiser regarding the topic of this argument as her groggy brain took time to pull out of the dreamland and catch on to what was actually being said.It was very early morning going by the hues outside