Monday, 14 January 2013


Chap 03

Master and Mom

Khushi was running down the streets wiping her tears clutching her bag. How could that cow pounce on him? Just because she was alone in this world with her kid doensot mean that she can be a pray.
She set him right by kicking him on the right spot where it hurts the most making him fall on the ground holding between his legs and wincing in pain.
"I will kill you, you b*****d" she screamed while hitting him once again with her bag and slamming the door behind him.
Instead of taking the lift she quickly ran down the stairs and was out from that bloody predetor.
"I need to be strong. I don't care I will leave this project right now".
Khushi sat on the bench and drank some water from her water bottle, a gift given by her baby on her last birthday.
"My eyes fell on the words printed on the bottle "WORLDS BEST MOM" a kangaroo holding a cute little baby kangaroo inside her pouch".
"I brushed my fingers across the bottle and grabbed some courage to sms that b*****d that from tomorrow onwards I am not going to do any work with him".
"This was not the first time he tried to hit on me. But what he did today was heights".
"I clutched my phone and took a deep breath and finally dialed Mr ashok's number".
Kush was a champ and each and every member of the club knew about it. But unfortunately they all were sad that he wont be able to enroll himself this year for the junior level competition.
Unlike other children kushi was very optimistic and he never took it on heart when it came to his mother. He was aware of his mother's hard work and dedication towards kush.
Every morning after dropping kush in the school, she used to slog like donkey running to the ongoing sites and switching to her temporary office for architectural drawings. Just to save one way car pool money she had to get up early and make breakfast and tiffin for kush and herself. Appy used to help her a lot buying veggies and ingredents and specially welcoming both the mother and the son to her house during weekends. Once kush was back from school, he himself used to warm his food which his mom used to keep it inside the microwave after preparing it in the morning. His mom was back by 6-6.30 but lately due to tremendous work pressure sometime she came back at 7-7.30. by the time she reached home, she found kush either playing in ipad or he is dozing off on the table just beside his used plate.
Khushi always had tires in her eyes seeing her little baby going though tough time. She could have easy asked for money during her divorce with shyam to take care of her kid but she refused to do that because it was against her principles. She did not marry shyam for money. She loved him'a lot. But he never acknowledged her love, her dedication towards him. And moreover he allowed her to have one night stand with another person being a married woman and that to his own wife. He respect for shyam died that day itself. After that day, khushi's and shyam's encounters became mechanical.
Kush was concentrating on his back hand shots, he knew he need to practice it and want it as perfect as his forehand shots.
"Hey! Champ, looks like you are all geared up for the last day's loss?"
Kush turned hearing a familiar voice. He looked at his watch and thinned his eyes "you are late master" showing with his palm he said "5 mins late".
Holding his ear the man walked towards his favorite boy. He knelt down and leveled himself with kuch and said "I am sorry dude, I know I am late but we still have 10 mins. How about a shot game? Are you in?"
Kush brough the racket infront of is face and looked at the man through the grids, "7 mins, it is".
The man gave a Hi5 and said "and the time starts now".
Smashing the ball the duo played marvelously. Sometime the crowd wondered who played better than whom. Kush? Or the man. The man is no doubt every experienced by kush is no less. Almost less than half of his age he played beautifully. The most amazing part was kush actually gave the man tough fight always. And he never failed to bring out his sweat.
"wow! Nice shot dude". he smashed the ball
"I have learnt from you master".
"that's what I like the most, you are a quick learner".
"I have to compete with you master and want to become the best squash player ever".
"One day you will take it from me".
"if you agree to teach me that is".
"If you can ever win a match against me champ, I promise I will teach you personally".
"that day is not far off master. One day I will win".
"I want that day to come soon champ".
With that kush tactfully smashed the ball making his master slip while running towards it.
The whole crowd and his trainer cheered the little one for defeating his mater.
He man whose sweat was dripping down his face and hair turend towards kush and clapped his hand to appreciate his great skills. It reminded him of his childhood days when he used to have similar passion. But kush was far more better than him.
"WELL DONE done" he got up and came towards kush pulling him in his warm sweaty embrace. "I am so proud of you and Mr. Ashok today" he patted his back and picked him up in his arms.
The master and the champ punched each other while walking towards the rest area.
Placing kush on the bench he pulled out his sweaty t-shirt.
"Erm! I hope you have enrolled yourself for the competition", he said unzipping his bag and taking out his towel.
"Umm! no not yet".
"why? Don't you know today is the lat day?"
Kush looked down.
He came beside him and placed his hand on kush's shoulder.
"What happened?"
"Umm! actually I want to enroll next year".
"didn't you tell your mumma?"
Kush bit his lips and remained silent.
"Kushav! What happened?"
Kush nodded in denial "nothing master".
The man sat on the ground seeing the kid who had suddenly became a little low. He held his small palm and said "you want to talk to me?"
Kush did not know what to say, whether to say or not, he has never ever discussed his family matters with any other-siders. But his master was no stranger. Though they hardly met. But whenever they met they were immediately drawn to each other.
Seeing him all silent, the owner of the club screamed Mr ashoke's name.
"Mr ashoke, I want Kushav to get enrolled for the upcoming competition".
"but sir, his mother has not submitted the entry fees yet".
The man glared at him and gritted his teeth, "when I am asking you to enroll him, you have the guts to question me?"
"I am sorry sir. Please forgive me" mr ashoke replied in a shaky tone.
"DO IT NOW", he ordered in a dangerous tone "I will take care of the other formalities. If you have so much of a problem then take it from me".
Kush threw his arms around his master and started thanking him whole heartedly.
"Thank you Thank you Thank you sooo much" he kissed his master, but the fear of facing his mumma was building up.
"Anytime dude" the man said smiling and ruffling kush's hair.
"but master, what will I tell my mumma? She will be very angry if she comes to know that you helped me".
"why, why will she be angry?"
"you know my mumma never likes to take help from outsiders".
"Tell your mumma that you are best friends with the owner of this club".
"i'I am your best friend?"
"if you are not also, banane mein kitna time lagta hai?"
Kuch threw his arms one more time and hugged him tight. "I love you so much master".
"I love you a lot too champ. And ask your mother to talk to me".
"I was wating for the connecting bus to arrive to that I can rush to kush's squash class and pay the admission charges".
"I have to find a job as soon as possible and with the money I have right now I have to enroll him before its too late. My baby never ever asked me anything and being a mother I cannot do this much for him? I have to do it. But why aren't Mr ashok picking up my phone?".
Khushi saw the bus and hopped inside it once it came on stop. She grabbed a window seat and sighed.
Brushing all my negative thoughts and ugly encounter, I closed my eyes to recapitulate yesterday's meeting.
His face, his voice, his way of speaking everything revitalized me. I so wanted to call him yesterday night just to listen to his voice. A smile Hi! from other end would have done for me. Maybe he was talking to his wife at night and it doesnot look good to call him up so late, so I chucked that idea and slept.
Her chain of thoughts broke once she reached at her desired stoppage. Quickly she bid bye to the bus driver and hopped down the bus.
I saw kush hugging an unknown man. My heart thumped seeing him with a man. I have asked him repeatedly not to be paly with unknown people, then how can he disobey my words? My kush is not like that. What made him go against me and do this?
I started walking faster craning my neck trying to see the man's face, when I heard "I love you too champ, ask your mumma to talk to me".
"My blood started boiling in anger. The very thought of me again having an encounter with another pig started getting on my nerves".
"Why the hell would I call you mr?" I spatted angrily. And how cheap of you that you are asking this rotten things to a kid?"
The man was shocked at that instance. "What did I say to the kid, that a woman will react like this? The woman sounds like a weirdo. She is thinking I am trying to hit on her? CRAZY she is" he though while getting up and turning towards the woman.
Khushi's jaw dropped seeing the sight in front of her.
She blinked her eyes vigorsly trying to believe what she is seeing.
"Khushi?" he twitched his face and looked at her.
"Mumma!" kush peeped sideways standing right behind Arnav.
The name of the baby Kush and Khush
Anjali's shyam and Khushi's shyam are different (it was actually a blooper by me)


Chap 02

Cherishing Moments

He looked the other side and nodded his head. Before I could speak up he hugged me placing my head on his chest. I could clearly hear his racing heart-beat, his irregular breathing in excitement. I closed my eyes and smelt his cologne and slid my arms across his muscular back and released a long sigh.
It was like more than a minute that he was holding me in his arms embracing like he missed me so much. To be honest even I did not want to pull back. I too missed him a lot. As a friend, as a well wisher, as a drink partner. A small smile escaped from my lips. Arnav and me never used to consume hard drinks like our partners. We used to enjoy virgin mohito whenever we went to a pub and we used to act all tipsy when our partners were busy grooving on the beats.
My trance broke when he whispered again "Khushi!".
I murmured "hmm!" still resting my head on his warm chest.
I could feel he kissed he on my head and then slowly pulled back.
My hair was a little messed up. He tiled his head sideways and looked into my eyes. Slowly traveling his eyes he moved his fingers across my forehead to remove my locks and tucked it behind my ears.
I gave him a loving smile and tucked my lips. I was not about to believe that it was indeed him who was standing before me.
I was still effected just like before. Nothing changed. Not a single thing. His touch was he same. His excited expression was same.
After talking silently to each other recapitulation the moments that we had 8 years back he said, "you in London?" the same mesmerizing smile, the same eagerness in his voice, the same cute dimple which he often hid behind his stubbles.
I looked down shyly and nodded in approval.
"Why did not you tell me?" he asked and immidately held his forehead, "how dumb can one get. How will you know that I am here? I am sure if you would have known then you would have informed me. But by the way when did not you tell me that you were going to London? One day after your divource thing with shyam got to know from your neighbours that you and aunty left. I tried to ask them about both of you but they did not have any clue. And how come you got divource so early? I mean you needed yo go through 6 months separation period na?"
I looked at him, heard whatever he was saying, but words were just not coming out from my mouth. I was so into him at that moment that I decided to say, "Arnav! Breath" and I bursted out into laughter.
"Gosh! Ya I am crazy I know". He composed himself and touched my shoulder with his palm and asked "How are you?"
I smiled and looked at him, "I am fine arnav! How are you?"
He looked up and said "with gods grace I am fine".
My heart skipped I gulped before throwing my next question to him "how is lavanya?"
I could see some kind of sadness in his face. He sighed and said "she must be good".
I frowned a little and asked "must be? She is not in London?"
"nope, she is in india".
I did not want to ask him much on that seeing the hurt which was evident in his eyes.
"mera baat chodo, tum batayo, how is aunty?"
"arnav mumma passed away 3 months back". I said holding back my freshly formed tear.
He cupped my left cheek and said in a very soft voice "I am sorry".
"that's ok" I sighed.
"coffee?" he asked me out of no where.
"I am sorry, but right now I have to go and pick up kush!"
Suddenly his expression changed and he was back in his naughtly avatar.
"umm! So damn found her dream-mate it looks like".
Kush and Khushi! what a co-incident. He laughed out load.
I looked and him and smiled.
"He is my son"
His expression immediately changed hearing that.
"why are you looking at me as if you have seen a ghost".
"your son?"
He checked me out from top to bottom and said, gosh! Then how can you still look so sexy?
I felt a little embaressed when he used the word sexy, I mean not that I did not like, but coming from him was a shocker for me.
Suddenly reality hit him. "you mean shyam left you knowing that you are pregnant?"
I looked down and then gathered myself and spoke. "He said he cannot take his responsibility. He wanted me to abort this child because he thought it was not the right time for us to become parents".
"and you wanted right?" he asked me
"yes I wanted kush!" I said spilling my tears.
"bast*rd" he whispered in frustration.
He planted a sweet smile on his face and said, "so he must be a big boy now? Must be around 8 years or so?"
"yap, he is a big guy" I said proudly.
"so you are going to pick his up from school?"
I nodded.
"so when are you going to make me meet him?"
"you' wanna meet him?"
"oh ofcourse I wanna meet him, wanna see how he looks, I am sure he will look just like his mom".
I nodded and said "ya he looks like me".
"god man, I still can't believe I met you today" he said and pulled me in a hug.
I saw him waving me while the train accelerated and vanished in few seconds.
I clutched my bag in excitement. Like a teenager I wanted to scream and dance. Brushing my thoughts I actually screamed at the top of my voice making the other people conscious around me. But I did not care. I saw him, him, arnav. OMG! I only knew how much I controlled in front of him. but now that he is not there I can act all crazy.
Arnav sat on the fibre seat and started recalling everything which happened few minutes back. "Kush!" the very name with which he instantly connected. Her son, her part, her baby. He did not know why he had sudden urge to see and hold the kid. Maybe because he always wanted a kid with lavanya but he never got an chance to convince her. And now that he heard about khushi's son be became really excited maybe because he was khushi's son. And he always loved anything any everything related to her.
He quickly checked his phone and stored khushi's un-stored number.
I saw him rushing towards me moving the crowd in from of him. having a widest smile on his face, he thumped his foot on the half grown grass and smacked himself with him.
I was bending a little so that he could reach me.
After his series of kisses and innumerous I love you and I missed you words he finally gave his final kiss on my lips.
"mamma!" he screamed in his loudest tone.
"Miss Gupta, you are really lucky to have a son like him, I have never seen such a bond between a mother and a child".
I kissed my baby and hugged him and proudly said "yes he is the best sin in this world".
"and you are the bestest of the best mumma in this whole universe".
Mrs tulip ruffled his hair and said "and you the the best student of this school".
My heart swelled up listen to the appreciation. I kissed him once again.
Kush! Is was brilliant student and a great athlete. He has been awarded as the most promising student of the years to come. He was liked by each and every teacher and students in his school, for this behavior, his intelligence and his communication skills.
I pulled up the quilt and asked my kiddo to smuggle in. Kush rested his head on my chest and closed his eyes. I removed his glasses and caressed his hair.
"mumma! Will you be coming for my squash classes tomorrow?"
"no baby! Mumma  has got to submit her project tomorrow na, so she wont be able to make it".
He pouted cutely and said, "mumma, tomorrow is the last day of filling the form for squash championship and I still haven't enrolled it. I would be needing your signature for that".
I felt a little helpless, I know I wont be able to make it. That Mr singhania would kill me if I don't visit his house tomorrow. I don't know why he called me in his house? That man is really not nice. But at this moment I cannot even leave my job unless I get a better placement. I have kush's responsibility on me. Feeling helpless I closed my eyes and sighed.
"baby, you need to talk to the trainer about it and see if you can get some grace".
"mumma, I will ask him, but what if he doesnot agree?"
"erm! I will talk ashoke ji in the morning and will see what can be done".
With heavy heart Kush replied "don't worry mumma, if we couldnot make it this year we will be able to make it next year", with that he smuggled with her more and dozed off.
I know baby, no matter what you will not let me know your sorrows. I know how much you want to participate. I just hope some miracle happens and I am able to reach your squash tution tomorrow.


Chap 01

So we meet again

8 Years Later...

"Damn the Car" Arnav hit the tyres with his legs. He furiously dialed Aman's number and barked "Aman I will be a little late, I have to catch the tube and come to office".
"What happened to your Car ASR?"
"F*cking driver did not check the tyres yesterday, they are punctured".
"Cool down buddy, come fast, till then I will handle the clients. Umm I guess you will take almost and hour to reach, right?"
"Yap aman, ask them whether they can postponed the meeting".
"Ok ASR, I will check with them".
He zipped his backpack and held it sideways on his shoulder. He ran towards the nearest metro stating leaving behind his huge banglow, which he has recently purchased. Arnav singh Raizada has left India forever and now he has settled in London for last 3 years.
He is currently running his father's business in London, whose sister concern is taken care by his only sister anjali and his brother-in-law shyam.
Arnav is a very charming guy and a lovable too. His nature is extremely polite towards his employees but when it comes to his work, he is damn serious.
However now a days somehow he is not able to control his temper much. Maybe because he life India and settled in London alone. Some find of frustration, he was going through.
After that night he was not having a very good terms with lavanya and his friend shyam.
I swiped the ticket and entered crossing the barrier. After walking couple of minutes I sat on the bench and waited for the tube to arrive. It has been 5 years I am here in London.
I have no complains with my life. I never complained about anything that has happened with me. There is a saying "whatever happens, it happens for a reason and happens for god". I am a girl who always took things positively. So what our marriage did not work, so what shyam wanted a divorse from me after spending an year. I guess, we were never meant to be together. But yes I think I loved him till the time I was with him.
I know I was never been able to satisfy his physical needs. Maybe I was not good enough. I never liked rough sex. For me love-making was a magic which two soulmates share.
Yes I have experienced that only once in my life till date but that wasnot with my husband. It was with Arnav.
That one night made me feel as if I was wanted.
That one night gave me a whole new dimension of life.
That one night was the night I lost him after getting him.
Was he my soul mate?
How can I lose myself in front of a man whom I have never ever thought on those line?
I still remember how I cried my heart out clining onto him, blurting out my feeling towards shyams and how he took me in his arms and we did it which we shouldnot have maybe.
Well I guess, maybe it was meant to happen, and as I said, everything happens for a reason.
I don't regret that night. Rather I cherish those moments spent with him. It has just left me with one line.
"It was magical"
He was magical
We were magical
Everything around us was magical
His Kisses
His touches
His breadth
His smell
His whispering sweet nothings
His care
His embrace in the morning after that night was something, which I never felt with shyam.
And today I can proudly say that I have loved someone ek din ke liye hi sahi. But I truly loved to love him.
I looked at the approaching tube and got up picking up my stuffs. I hugged those stuffs and waited for the door to open.
I saw Appy waving at me. I gave her a sweet simple. She hugged her when I entered the tube.
Appy has been with me since to London. She is my college and a very close friend of mine. She is a lovely person. During the weekends I stay with her. She is a very matured person and she loves me a lot. She loved me to that extent that she ever fights with her boyfriend defending me.
"Hey Khushi, whats up babes? Umm! What ae you planning to cook today?"
she took the packets from my hand and started searching.
"Woah! Khushi, thai green curry is the menu tonight? Yum! I am coming to your apartment tonight".
"Sure sweetheart, you are always welcome".
"Ok listen I am bunking office today, I told that grumpy that I have fever, but actually I am going out with Avi, we have planned for a movie and then shopping".
I smiled at her and she kissed me on my cheeks while getting down from the tube.
Arnav was waiting restlessly, bumping on his toes, occasionally looking at the dark tunnel.
"Come on man, I am getting late dude".
"Ah! There it is".
Several compartment passed in front of him and finally the tube stopped.
The door opened and he got it.
Without looking anywhere he sat on the nearest seat and typed on his mobile
"Got the tube, will reach soon" and send it to aman.
He locked his phone and sat straight.
He tangled his fingers and started moving his thumb rolling on one another.
His trance broke when he heard some quarrels between some teenagers he looked at them and smiled.
He was about to divert his eyes from them when his heart skipped looking at the girl sitting next to them.
Arnav frowned his eyebrows and tried to look more closely, he whispered "Khushi!"
I was looking outside the window, when suddenly I thought someone called my name. I looked here and there and then my eyes fell on someone.
Someone known to me
I just couldnot believe my eyes, I thought I must be dreaming. It cannot be him. I am sure I am hallucination like other days.
I saw him getting up and walking towards me.
I flattered my eyelids, I was still in shock, It cannot be him, what is he doing in London?
I looked at him, this time my ears were still on him. Oh my God, he is really, I am not hallucinating, I am not dreaming, it is indeed him, Arnav!
He stood before me, like a stupid I was still sitting.
"Khushi! Its you"
I stood up and smiled, I was a little teary, I smiled at him and said "Ya, its me Arnav!"
He looked here and there tucking his lower lips in between his teeth and finally said


~One Night Stand~
Season III
"Kabhie Alvida Na Kehena"
(Never Say Goodbye)


She was leaning on his muscular shoulder. Kissing his bare shoulders she asked him "Shyam you don't love me the way you used to right?"
"Oh come on Khushi, don't act childish, I want to do this once in my life, and please for god sake don't behave like a typical possessive wife".
Khushi sighed and closed her eyes. "I really love you sweetheart. I wish I could satisfy you all the time on bed".
"Khushi please, me sleeping with any woman doesnot decrease my love for you right?"
"It does shyam, it proves you are not happy with me. My body".
"Khushi god has given one life and I want to make full out of it".
"Have you ever thought how difficult it will be for me?"
"Oh come on babes, you know Arnav, don't you?"
"Ya I know him, but I have never imagined some day will come when I have to think about him the other way".
Shyam hugged the shattered khushi and said "it will be fun trust me. You will also get to experience something different. You never know you may like having s*x with him".
Khushi waved her hands and turned to get up frustrated.
"For God sake ASR grow up. I just cannot bare such a bore any more. It has been a month we had s*x I am frustrated. Well I have to do something about it na, so I have decided to spend a night with Shyam".
"Lavanya! Are you crazy? Do you know what are you talking about? Sleeping with some random guy and you are encouraging me to sleep with any other woman other than you? You have lost it totally".
"Tumko karna to kuch ata nahi, you might as well do this for me. If you don't want then don't come I will go. And that khushi is coming in the house, play Ludo with her if you don't want to do anything with her". "Waise bhi tum dono ki kafi achhi jamti hai Mr and Miss Bore".
"Lavanya, I respect that girl a lot ok? I just cant'"
"you cant even do to your wife so forget about doing it with her. She will be here at 8pm. The choice is your either enjoy or destroy your night.

Arnav is married to Lavanya
Khushi is married to Shyam



There wont be any matured content in this FF. Maybe some words to depict their doings will be there but no lenghthy update on those. this FF is not going to be dark at all but very much practical.
I will be continuing this after i end ONS2 which is still long way to go. I am just booking my thoughts so that i dont forget the storyline. i hope you dont mind.