"This is Commander Subhadra. I need backup on Line 5."
"On it Chief." As soon as she saw her father, Venkat Krishnan, jogging away, she shot a Nerf at him, hitting him square on his buttock.
When he yelped and rubbed the sore spot, she burst out laughing.
"What was that for, you brat?"
"It was for being too slow, old man."
"Old? You call this old?" He started flexing his non-existent muscles.
Her Mom, Sangeetha came in the middle.
"They say I only have one child. They're wrong. I have two children, except one is a man child."
Her mom poked her finger in Venkat's chest.
"Amma, leave Nanna alone."
"Devuda." Her Mom called for God.
Right then, Subhadra's phone rang. It was Vikram.
"Hello?"
"Sweetheart, I'm outside your house."
Subhadra contemplated on what to say. The buildings had eyes...in the form of nosy neighbors. She didn't want her father to have a bad name in the neighborhood.
But, she could tell them it was a colleague from work.
"Nanna, my colleague is downstairs. I'll go see what he wants." She informed her father.
"Bring him up."
She laughed. "He's not going to come here. I'll just go check it out."
"No touching!" He hollered as she went out the door.
She didn't know how he knew that. She saw Vikram on his motorcycle waiting for her.
"What brings Master Vikram here?"
"Nothing much. Just wanted to see you."
"That's odd." She said with a saccharine smile.
"What's over there?" He asked her and pointed to a dark corner.
"Nothing, but they say that corner is reserved for ghosts. Apparently, 'eerie' things happen there, but honestly I just think it's a tale spun by the elders to warn off wayward teenagers from carrying out their shenanigans there."
"Well, then let's check it out." He dismounted his bike and led her there with her hand in his.
Immediately his lips fell on hers and she gasped.
"Vikram!""What?" He laughed. This time, she tentatively touched her lips to his and he didn't let go of her till she nudged him a little.
"My father told you to come upstairs." She laughed when she saw his indecisive face.
"It's okay. I told him you wouldn't. He also warned me of touching you."
"Oh did he now?" He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her in for a hug.
"Well, I guess you didn't heed his warning then." He said with an evil grin.
Subhadra saw a light flicker on from the corner of her eye. It was from her parents' room.
"Alright. Time for you to go Romeo. Dad's going to start spying and I'll get in trouble." She started pushing him in the direction of his motorcycle
Just when they reached his motorcycle, his phone, which he had forgotten flared to life with a notification.
Subhadra immediately caught sight of it and told him to unlock the phone.
"You were serious about getting a dating app? Here I was thinking you were just joking." She exclaimed.
He unlocked the phone and opened the app for her. So confident. She immediately opened the texts and glared at him.
"What the hell is this?" Her anger started to rise.
"What?" He shrugged his shoulders.
"Why the fuck are you flirting with these girls?"
"I'm not flirting with them."
She put the phone to the side and placed her hands on her hips.
"Oh really? That's not called flirting for you? 'Hello beautiful'? Imagine this Vikram. Imagine if I had a dating app in my phone. How would that make you feel?"He angrily shoved his phone into his pocket and mounted the motorcycle.
"Oh no. I've angered his highness for something he did."
"Tell me what I am to you Vikram? Am I your girlfriend? Am I your side chick? Am I your time pass?"
"Shut up Subhadra."
She laughed mockingly.
"I should have known. Me instead of Nehra, and now someone else instead of me.""Subhadra, quit it. You're much more to me and you know it."
"Well, you have a fantastic way of showing it to me Vikram Satkar. Have a good night." She turned around and stomped away, not even waiting for him to leave.
She was livid. As she rode the elevator back up to her house, she touched her lips. What a great thing to discover after she had just kissed him. Thank God it was a kiss and nothing more. She went into her apartment and shut the door of her room closed.
She went to her printer and printed out a picture of Vikram. Satisfied with the size, she attached it to her dartboard which hung at the back of her door.
She had ten darts in hand and started aiming them at his face.
"Cheater." The dart landed on his forehead.
"Player." This one landed on his cheek.
"Lunatic." This landed on his chin.
She spent a good thirty minutes scolding him all the bad words she knew of and one of her dart had broken all because of fucking Vikram.
She went into the bathroom and washed her face, scrubbing her lips a little too hard.
She braced herself against the counter of the sink and glared at herself in the mirror, from beneath her lashes.
"You're stupid."
She huffed and dried her face with the towel hanging from the towel holder, only to realize it smelled atrocious.
So, she had to wash her face again and she did, but this time, she used her own towel to wipe her face.
She wanted to tell someone and the only person who knew the whole Vikram situation was Latha, but she didn't dare call her because Latha would tell her, 'I told you so', and honestly, Subhadra wasn't in the mood to listen to that.
So, she forcefully got into bed and tried to sleep. There was lots of tossing and turning, but in the end, she managed to fall asleep, hoping it was all just a nightmare.
The next day, Vikram called her multiple times, and he never did that. Calls from him were few and far between. Multiple calls? Never.So, she decided to answer the third time he called."Subhadra, I'm sorry."She rolled her eyes even though he couldn't see her."You know what Vikram? You'd say sorry to me after sticking your penis in someone else.""Subhadra, that's too far and you know it."She did know, but she didn't care. She was too hurt and she wanted to do something crazy."I'm at work. I'll call you later.""This isn't a goodbye right, Subhadra?"She softened at that. "No Vikram. It's not."They hung up and Subhadra wondered if Latha would be up for clubbing tonight. She would need to buy a dress, though, so, she decided to go shopping after work. ______________________________________Subhadra stared at the sequined dress wistfully. She really wanted it, but it wasn't her style and she would never be comfortable in wearing something that short. It was because of the society
Subhadra heard and knew the name Mahendra Varma from somewhere, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She'd been scratching her head from the past two days, wondering, wondering, where had she heard that name?She opened her Instagram account which was entirely dedicated to her poetry and she clicked on the heart button.There it was! Mahen_Vrma. She was positive it was him, so she clicked on his account. It was him. Most of his posts were about Transition. Actual photos of him were few. One was a candid shot of him looking at the sky with his shirt half open. A Rudraksh necklace hung from his neck. She was immediately intrigued, but she exited from his profile.This same guy was the very first person to read her poems. To encourage her. To comment on her poems, all good things of course. Hmm. Maybe he wasn't such a bad guy.She decided to message him through Instagram.Subha_Kr10: You!She didn't expect a reply so soon, but she got one nonetheless.Mahen_Vrma: You! You stalked
Nehra looked at the woman in front of her. Long, black hair, light brown skin, and kind, dark eyes. She was short, but so was Nehra, so she was no one to judge her.She was pretty. Was she Vikram's girlfriend? Her head hurt just thinking about it.Subhadra took both her hands in hers. She couldn't help, but like it. She acted as if she had know her since forever. It was probably because of Vikram.On one hand, Nehra felt bad for Subhadra, for her having to listen to Vikram always talk about her. But, one the other hand, Nehra felt triumph. Vikram had had a pretty, kind woman in front of him, yet he couldn't stop talking about Nehra.It was enough for Nehra to know the depth of Vikram's love for her."Nehra. You have to marry Vikram. He's going crazy without you.""Don't you love Vikram?"Subhadra smiled. "I do and I want him to be happy. He'll only ever be happy with you."Nehra thought about it. "You know it's not an issue with me. My parents would never allow it.""Is there any way
On their way to the beach, Subhadra got a call from Latha."Hello?""Subha, where are you?""Going to Digha Beach. Why?""You owe me a video call.""I'm so sorry Latha. I'll call you as soon as I'm back. I have lots to tell you.""I'll be waiting for your call."The call ended and they reached the beach.She and Nehra talked for sometime and for a second, she couldn't believe who she saw.What the hell was Vikram doing here? Moreover, how did he know she was here. There was only one explanation. Aashalatha. Nehra saw Vikram and gasped. She held on to Subhadra's arm.Subhadra nudged Nehra in his general direction. "Go. Share the great news with him."Nehra looked at her for reassurance and Subhadra gave her an encouraging smile.Subhadra felt a little bittersweet seeing them together, but it was fine. She would get over it. She saw them talking and smiling, and took it as her cue to leave.As she was walking along the shore, she wanted to do something crazy. Something wild."Subhadra
Subhadra saw Vikram and Nehra approach her and Mahendra. She saw Vikram questioningly look at Mahendra. "That's right. I forgot to introduce you all. Mahendra, this is Nehra. My friend." She winked at Nehra. Mahendra just politely smiled at Nehra. "This is Vikram...Nehra's fiancé. Vikram, this is Mahendra Varma. My friend and the owner of Transition. The club."Mahendra didn't smile at Vikram. He simply smirked at him and watched as Vikram clenched his fists. "So when are your parents meeting hers?" Subhadra asked Vikram. "I just introduced her to them through video call. Nehra gave them her parent's numbers.""Awesome. I have to go now though."Subhadra looked at all of them. "How will you go?" Mahendra asked her. "I'll just get a cab.""Nonsense. I'll drop you off. I have a car. You're okay with it right?""Of course, but only if it's no trouble for you."Mahendra shook his head, so Subhadra waved at Nehra and Vikram and followed Mahendra to his car. She observed that he di
The next morning, Mahendra woke her up and informed her that he had to leave.Subhadra just nodded because she didn't want to talk with morning breath.After he went, she brushed, showered, and got ready. She made sure that all her bags were packed and she wasn't missing anything.After triple checking everything, she took her suitcase and keys and locked the door.She dropped her keys off at the reception desk and almost laughed when the receptionist was blatantly checking out her neck. She was probably checking for hickeys."Foundation works like a charm, doesn't it?" Subhadra winked at her and in return, the receptionist looked at her in disgust.Subhadra got into a cab and told the driver to take her to the airport. She opened her phone to text Mahendra, to find there was already a text from him.Mahen_Vrma: Did you check out?Subha_Kr10: On my way to the airport. Receptionist was checking for hickeys on my neck. Lol.Mahen_Vrma: Haha. You should have walked awkwardly. Let her thi
So many eyes in the club fell on both of them. Some looked at Subhadra in envy and some looked at her in a cunning way.She didn't know what they would think as Mahendra led her to his office on the floor above the dance floor.His office was made of glass. No one could see inside his office, but they could see a portion of the front glass that served as a wall for his office. He led her into his office and closed the door."Mahendra, everyone was looking at us."He shrugged. "Let them.""I think you should make a social media page just for your club.""Sounds interesting.""The pictures of your club are only in your account. I think it's better to dedicate a separate page for it. We can even convince the college students who come here to mention the club in their social media posts. Offer such people discounts on the drinks.""I like it. Do you know a good social media marketer?""Well, I could do it for you. I don't know how far it'll succeed, but we can try first. If it doesn't wor
That night, Mahendra ended up dropping Subhadra at her house.The following morning, Subhadra woke up to the mailman ringing her doorbell.She signed the form and took her mail. Some of it was spam, but one was in a thick envelope.She opened it and found a wedding card. 'Vikram Satkar weds Nehra Trivedi.'She didn't know what to feel, but one feeling was apparent. Relief. She was also happy for the both of them. Somewhere, in the deep corner of her heart, she felt a bit of sadness, but that was natural. Everything had worked out for the best.She immediately got a phone call. It was Nehra."Hello Nehra. I see everything worked out."Nehra's voice was delighted. "Oh yes. Everything worked out just fine. You have to come to the marriage. It was because of you after all.""Nehra, I would love to come, but what about my belly?" Subhadra laughed."Your mother will wonder what happened to my pregnancy.""Just wear a fancy saree. She won't notice, but please, you have to come.""Alright,
What really happened between Bhaskar (Vasundhara's ex-husband) and Narayan (Vasundhara's husband):Bhaskar looked around disoriented. He tried to move, but couldn't. At first, he thought he was too drunk, but as soon as his hazy vision cleared, he saw that he was tied up. To a chair. He looked around and found himself in a dimly lit room.He tried to scream. "Help!"But, it came out as a rasp. He heard low chuckling coming from the corner of the room."No one can hear you, idiot.""Who a-are you?"There was a loud slam and Bhaskar flinched."Don't fucking stutter. I hate it."Bhaskar gulped because he finally recognized the voice. It was Narayan Moorthi."Narayan..You're my friend." Bhaskar pleaded."You must be really drunk if you think I'm your friend."Narayan finally stepped into the light, dragging a chair behind him."Bhaskar, the drunkard. We finally meet again."He sat himself on the chair and stared at Bhaskar. He was a very pathetic man.Bhaskar had always been intimidated b
8 years later :Mahendra walked into his home with the sound of clanging pots and pans ringing in his ears.So, they were going to have one of those days. He rolled up his sleeves and silently crept up behind her in the kitchen."Honey, I'm home!"He slid his arms around her and laid his chin on her shoulder. She shrugged him off. "Fuck off Mahendra."He wanted to laugh, but he knew she wouldn't appreciate that. He put his hand on her rounded belly and waited for a kick. He wasn't disappointed and his heart filled with joy."Where are Rudraksh and Mrityunjay?"Subhadra turned around and faced him, with her hands on her hips and narrowed eyes. Fuck, she looked so beautiful.He reached behind her and squeezed her ass. He couldn't resist. He didn't know if she'd turn into a lion or a kitten.Thankfully, it was the latter. "They're at Latha's house. They were literally fighting like dogs."Mahendra pulled her closer to him. "Do you know what that means?" He wiggled his eyebrows."It me
The arrangements had all been made without any hurdles. Subhadra's and Mahendra's parents had gotten along very well and wanted to plan the wedding as soon as they could, from the prompting of Subha and Mahi, of course.Three months after they both had proposed to one another, they were finally getting married.Subhadra thought about it, but ended up giving a wedding invitation to Nehra. She had been invited to her marriage after all. Her courtesy was to give an invitation to Neha. Whether she showed up or not would be up to her.The days were passing by quickly and each day was more hectic than the last one, but through it all, Subhadra and Mahendra had fun. They were beyond excited.Subhadra had eagerly been waiting for the day she could finally call Mahendra Varma her husband and now, it was just a few hours away. In the meantime, photographs were being taken with all the people who had arrived.Subhadra was quite shorter than Mahendra, so she had to wear heels to look decent in th
Luck worked in her favor, and her boss gave her two days off."I hope you didn't convince him the way you convinced me." Mahendra laughed.Subhadra smacked him on his shoulder. "What if I said I did?" She asked teasingly."Well first, I wouldn't believe you. But, if we're being hypothetical, then, I would kill your boss and then, I would punish you real good, baby."Subhadra laughed. "You're insane, but you're mine.""Damn straight."The train ride was overnight, so they both had slept through it, and now they were at the hotel. They thought of booking separate rooms because of the eyes of the society, but Subhadra had told Mahendra to book one room, so that was what he did.To hell with the society. They knew what they were doing. Others were irrelevant.As Subhadra took out clothes from her bag, Mahendra could only stare at her in awe. He loved her so much. She had gotten a tattoo of his name on her heart, for god sake. He truly couldn't express in words how much she meant him. He
Mahendra was nervous about telling Subhadra, but he couldn't go five days without her. Many times, people had told him that the beginning of a relationship was bliss. It was only after, that it would start to fizzle out. Mahendra thought that those type of relationships were not relationships at all. He could never imagine such a situation with Subhadra. She was a firecracker who would keep him on his toes, and if she was too tired for that, he would keep her on her toes. When Subhadra's beautiful face popped through his office door, his heart started beating faster, as it always did when she was near. "Sweetheart. You're here!" Mahendra got up from his chair and hugged her, twirling her around in the process. Her giggles were music to his ears. He just hoped she wouldn't be angry after what he would tell her. "Subha, I have something to tell you.""Go on." She kissed his cheek. "I have to go to Vishakapatnam for five days."He saw her lose her smile. "Oh.""I booked a train ti
Two weeks went by blissfully. Subhadra went to work every morning and every evening was spent in Mahendra's club, talking to him and building the social media page of the club, which had gained a decent amount of popularity. One day, after Subhadra was heading out for work, she found Vasundhara leaning against a motorcycle. "Vasu! What are you doing here?"Vasundhara smiled at her. "I came for you dear. Would you like to go on a ride with me?""Of course."So, Vasundhara mounted the bike and Subhadra followed her. She just enjoyed the breeze through her hair and let Vasundhara drive. They finally stopped at a grassy field and Subhadra got off the bike. There were flowers scattered everywhere and the light breeze carried the smell of grass with it. "This is where me and Narayan had our first date." Vasundhara looked off into the distance and Subhadra, couldn't help but admire her more."Mahendra's father was an alcoholic and he was abusive. Luckily, I've always blocked the attacks
That Friday, Subhadra took nearly an hour to get ready. Half that time was spent in her trying to get her saree right. Nehra was right. Her mother wouldn't be able to tell if she was pregnant or not, if she wore a heavy saree like the one she was wearing. Mahendra told her that he would come and pick her up. He had arrived thirty minutes ago, when she'd barely even gotten ready. He had been talking to her father for the past half hour. God knew what they were both talking about. When she heard her Dad's rambunctious laughter, she came out of her room, to find both her parents talking and laughing with Mahendra. She wanted to jump his bones, which was pretty awkward considering her parents were right there. "Mahi, I'm ready."Subhadra's mother came to her and fixed her saree a bit. "Thanks Amma.""Be careful, you two." She warned. "We will.""See you later, Uncle, Auntie." He nodded toward her parents. Her father extended his hand for him to shake."It was very nice to meet you
Three days later, when Mahendra called Subhadra to inform her he wouldn't be able to make it to the shoot, which they had planned for his social media page, she was disappointed. But, when he told her he was sick, she was herself was worried sick. So she had bought medicine, soups and a teddy bear, which she hoped would make him feel better. She knocked on Mahendra's door, only to find it already opened. "Mahendra?" She called out. There was no response, so she walked further into his apartment. She had told him she would be coming. He of course was a stubborn mule, never wanting to accept anyone's help. She found him sprawled out on the bed, wrapped up in blankets. She put the bag of groceries near the foot of the bed and approached him. She pulled the blankets down a little and took a look at his face. His face looked ashen and his eyes were sunken in. "Poor sweetheart." "Mahendra. Wake up." She patted his cheeks for a good minute till he finally opened his eyes. "Let's tak
That night, Mahendra ended up dropping Subhadra at her house.The following morning, Subhadra woke up to the mailman ringing her doorbell.She signed the form and took her mail. Some of it was spam, but one was in a thick envelope.She opened it and found a wedding card. 'Vikram Satkar weds Nehra Trivedi.'She didn't know what to feel, but one feeling was apparent. Relief. She was also happy for the both of them. Somewhere, in the deep corner of her heart, she felt a bit of sadness, but that was natural. Everything had worked out for the best.She immediately got a phone call. It was Nehra."Hello Nehra. I see everything worked out."Nehra's voice was delighted. "Oh yes. Everything worked out just fine. You have to come to the marriage. It was because of you after all.""Nehra, I would love to come, but what about my belly?" Subhadra laughed."Your mother will wonder what happened to my pregnancy.""Just wear a fancy saree. She won't notice, but please, you have to come.""Alright,