I wake up with the chime of my phone. I glance around cracking my eyes open. I'm exclusively alone in the room. I stare at the screen and it stops ringing. I await it to ring again. It did.
Answering the video call, I keep it straight on the nightstand taking the support from the vase, so I haven't to hold it. I blinked looking at them. Saavi and Sas smile at me from the same frame, Sim on second. They are already dolled up. They are looking pretty like always.
" Why are you still in your bed? You'll get late for medicine. " Sim stares at me.
I answer her with the blink of my eyes. I'm not in the mood to say anything. He's not in the room, if I'm too late he's not in the house.
" You look sad. " Sas s
The place looks crowded when Arya parks his car along the roadside. I softly bite my lips and withdraw it immediately when I imagine his thumb over my chin. I smile. Kadam opens the door for me. I hate it when people do things for me. Feeling a little embarrassed, I follow Arya. To my relief, no one is brushing or hitting me. They are making way for us when they behold Arya. We reach a gargantuan hall, it's loaded with dresses, clothes, embroidery material, sewing machines etc. It doesn't look like a factory. The roof must be twenty feet above, the bricks are painted white. The most astounding thing is the girls who are working here, their clothes look expensive, they are looking beautiful with slim figures, as a model. I was so busy staring at my surroundings that I almost let out a small
I'm used to the look of respect and fear that my presence evokes in others. It's not merely my position that causes fear. A man is known by his deeds. I'm ruthless, brutal and more than just this. I've seen my wife looking with love in my eyes, she ain't aware of fierce brutality behind my green eyes. Only she owns that power which suppresses the cruelty from my eyes when I sight her. She knows the fighting skills, she ain't expert after all. People are vicious in this world. The mere art of punches and kicks can keep her safe for a few days, not eternal. I don't want my wife to be helpless. She's docile. After the reception, everyone will be aware of a deer in my life, most beautiful, naive and innocent. My enemies will try to paw her. I'll not mind rising as the cruellest capo, Ind
The last day was amazing but the nagging feeling is still pushing me on the edge to make a call to Yuvaan. I couldn't negate nagging feelings. I want to call him, send him a text. He has said that he'd not divorce me. I don't know where is he right now? That gives me negative vibes about marriage. He should inform me. He didn't. Arya refused to tell me anything. I asked Saavi, "Is she dating someone? She winced and denied after a couple of breaths. Now I can guarantee, she's dating Arya. I barely watch my steps as I'm rushing in merriment. I stumble. My eyes dilate as I'm going to fall face down on the floor. " Careful, " Yuvaan says, gripping my upper arm. My skin tingles. I tug my arm away. He draw
If her happiness wouldn't attach to it, I would have never agreed to attend these functions. Gagandeep is an unethical and corrupt bastard. I'll crush his throat if he dares to gaze at her. My wife is creative, especially in messing around. She needs to comprehend it's the world of the made men. She can't fight them. She'll get hurt back. Which I can't endure. She can't understand all this jargon. My phone pings in the pocket. Kadam has reached the Dhillon manor. I need details. Achraj did what he promised me. The lash of his father's action is still fresh in my mind. I clench my hands at my side. I exhale with a sound and head to our room. I push open the door and stop on my heels. She's looking breathtaking in a long red dress. Her hair is straight.
They roll the windows down, " You both have put on some fat. " Saavi says, rolling the window down. We sat in the back seat of the car. We adjust somehow. Sas and Sim stare at her. I giggle, " She said.. some fat." I say. " Are you still forty-seven? " Sim asks about my weight. I nod my head, " Lucky! I put on four kg this week. " Sas says " How did you do it?" Sim asks. " Walk! " I say. Kala gets in the driver seat, " Hello, Kala how are you? " I ask. Sim tenderly pinches me on my elbow. I shrug my shoulders looking at her. " I'm fine, ma'am. " He shuts his mouth when Achraj climbs
I glance around the table. There's no sign of my husband. My family won't come early after my insisting. The function starts at seven. They'll come one hour before. It's morning. He should be here. " Did you sleep well? Of course, you did. I was waiting for you at the dinner table. You must be hungry." Achraj's mother says. She caresses my cheek. " Sorry, I nodded off. " I shake my head. I can't tell that I swallowed a sleeping pill. " We ate at midnight, " Sas smiles looking up at her. " Hm, " Harjeet nods at her, " Take a seat, dear. " She says to me and walks over to the kitchen. Sim slides the plate of bread and settles down on the chair. Soon, Achraj, Hardwin and Aasif join us for breakfast. The
I whirl on my high heels wearing a turquoise colour lehenga with heavy embroidery and heavy handwork on it. It's truly a piece of desire, the blouse is backless with thick stripes on the shoulders. My eye makeup is reminding me of a peacock as I'm wearing dark blue lenses. My lips are strawberry pink, the ends of my hair are curly. This piece of necklace and earring look heirloom. It's a classic necklace with Zambian emeralds, rose-cut and fine cut South African diamonds, all set in platinum. My dupatta is sheer. It has heavy embroidery on the hems of it. Nervously, I bite on my lip. Yuvaan should be down stairs. But I haven't received any messages and call from him. " You're looking beautiful. " I say to Sim. She's wearing a maroon red lehenga with twenty-two k golden jewellery. She pressed her dark r
I stay away from Sim for the rest of the function. I gaze at my husband. He's standing with some people, I don't know. I feel his eyes on me, " Why is he interested in only attending meetings? " Sas asks. " He's not among his favourite people. I guess. " Saavi says. " Are you sure? " Sas asks. " We haven't talked since we've come here. He's out for a meeting and out to see the sites." I sigh. " You're lucky. You don't have a husband, Saavi. " Sas says. " As Sim is not here. Who leaks the personal details. I need to tell you both something essential. " Saavi says. She keeps her voice low as our mothers are enclosing us. " We're hearing something essential. " Sas smiles. I can guess she knows it and is w
I look outside the window. The sunlight is bright. The sky is clear. My heart, it's feeling so much pain. I should be with my husband. We were going home. There's no sign of hope. Deep down I know, he'll come for me. Everything is going to be perfect. I didn't cry. But I want to shout as loud as I can in agony. So it could reach him. My inside is clawing at me, scratching the walls of my heart, telling me to run away from here. Eleanor is a sweet girl. She kept the worries away but for a short time. I can feel that emptiness "Love," Sas softly says in her sweet voice. "Good morning," I glance at her. The blurry sight of my tells, I don't know that it's there. "Hey," She pushes her body up with her palms against the mattress in less than a blink and wraps her arms around me to comfort me. She could h
It's silent. Sas leans against the wall and keeps her eyes out of the window, "The glass is thick. We can't break it. There's no furniture. Otherwise, we could take its help." Sas says. The remaining furniture is locked with a wooden floor. "Lay down," I told her. She whirls to see me, "I always think you are strong. You proved it today." She says. There's only sadness in her eyes. "I can't mull over what I don't have now. I've reason to be strong." I look at her. "I don't know. what would they do to us?" Her chin begins to tremble. I hurry at her and fold my arms around her, "They'll come for us." I promise her. This hope is giving me strength. He won't dare to harm us. He wo
His car stops in front of a mansion. His man opens the door for us. He climbs out first. I step out of the car behind him. He buttons his coat as he looks at the entrance as someone is waiting for him. I hold out my hand. Sas immediately wraps her fingers tightly around my palm. "Where are we?" Sas asks, digging her slender fingers in my palm. "My home," He says and takes long strides to get in. My heart is slamming against my chest. It could be dangerous too. Jack comes behind us. Sas refuses to move. I'm also afraid. Once we get in. We'll be at his mercy. He could do anything. I can see guards around us and his mansion holding their guns. "It must be his daught
Gradually my consciousness returns. My head is pounding. It's hurting and feeling as it will burst. Instead of a valour mattress, I'm feeling cold hard metal beneath my body. I can hear muffled crying. I know this voice. I recognized it immediately. I wasn't sure. I was dreaming or it was reality, someone was injecting me. I couldn't decipher, couldn't see him, it was dark around me. I can hear some mumbles too. But that isn't my concern for now. My concentration is on the familiar voice. I snap open my eyes when I hear my mind shouting at me that Sas is crying she must be in trouble. I squeeze my eyes again against the bright daylight. My heart is pounding in my ears. I blink rapidly, adjusting my sight against the bright light. Am I dreaming? I don't remember coming here.&
I swivel to face him. When Kadam told me she slipped in the washroom. I ask Vikas to tell the Pilot to be prepared. It was going to be six weeks. I was getting details of her every move. I'm not regretting my decision to start her training. It didn't merely distract her but she could keep herself safe. She's suffering from a high fever. The doctor has injected her. Ammi insisted that we should stay here until she gets well. It's not good for her health. She needs rest. She looks happy around her friend's company. "It can't be just Sunny. He's not powerful." Aasif swirls around the chair. He pulls me back from my thoughts. I clench my hands and stare out of the window, "He'll die but not open his mouth. His family is at stake. It's no use to waste time on
That night I fell asleep with his arms around me after our making. His arm is locked around me. I look for my clothes and his arm around me stops me from moving. I glance at his shirt on the marble floor. Pushing myself ahead, I try to grab it. My fingers still couldn't reach it. I watch it with a slight furrow between my brows. I tried one again. His arms tighten around my waist and tug me back to his hard chest, "What are you doing, Love?" He asks in his sleepy soft voice. Swivelling my neck I look at his face, "It's going to be seven. We need to dress up." I say. I push the locks of his dark hair away from his face, "Am I going to see your beautiful eyes?" My voice is barely above a murmur. He snaps his e
I stare at the roof, toying the hem of my blanket. I rushed to my parents home after climbing down the helicopter. I didn't dare to look at my phone again. It beeped and rang many times. I ignored it. The door of the room is still locked. Momi and aunts have knocked on it many times. I have a mystery to solve. I'm damn sure. It was a female voice, but I couldn't recognize it. Whoever it was, she's so clever. The scary part is I doubt it to be from our family. And they! They asked for Sas and me to go come with them. Whoever is she/he? She isn't a fan of Aasif and Yuvaan. Who could be? Only Aasif and Yuvaan can reply to me. I try to get my full attention on it. They are related. Aasif and Yuvaan, I've seen his family pictures with Yuvaan. The
I park the car behind his car and stare at my clutch in my lap. I take out my phone, stepping out of the Jeep. I hit on his number when there was no message on the screen. My heart begins to thud loudly. It's unreachable. I bring it before my eyes with pursed lips. I try it again. I stare at Kadam. He stands tall inspecting the surroundings, "Do you need to tell me something?" I've strong feeling. He knows. "Yes, ma'am. Boss will be busy." He says. I glance at him for more. He turns back to check the surroundings. I shake my head, "That's it?" I ask him. "Yes, ma'am." He says. I purse my lips again. When was he going to tell me? I click o
His lips curled up in a smile as he declared last night that we're going to his farmhouse. I force myself out of the single bed. Something strange happened. I grab my phone with a full grin on my face. It drops. He didn't message me today. He didn't even call. He has changed. Did he find someone? I shake my head. It's a bad feeling. I'm not gonna go through it. I step out of the bed. I try to focus on other things. I'm going to a farmhouse with them and I'm gonna see guava orchards, lemon orchards and vegetables. I doll up into a blue blouse with puffy full sleeves arms and a black shirt with a slit. I curled the end of my hair. Momi helps me to do the makeup. I'm determined