Showing posts with label Swathi T. Show all posts
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Friday, April 9, 2010

Truth : By Swathi T

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“Hello” said sadhana on the phone while checking her alarm clock.

“still sleeping? Get up madam, you have to go to office” said Aradhana on the other side of the phone.

“Yeah. Reached already!” said Sadhana from her phone in delhi

“yes, it takes only 1 hour to reach Mumbai by flight madam” said aradhana while walking out of the airport in Mumbai.

Just 3 and half hours back Aradhana left her home in delhi after spending a short vacation for diwali with her parents and twin sister Sadhana. Aradhana and Sadhana were born to Mr Ashok and Mrs Parvathi 28 yrs back almost after 12yrs of their marriage. After trying for many long years, Parvathi finally tried to go into a fertility treatment which resulted into two lovely daughters. Ashok had many small businesses during his prime days which they sold off after Ashok turned 60. He finally wanted to retire and enjoy his life with his childhood lover, his wife, Parvathi. They were neighbors when they were young and fell in love with each other when they were merely 12yrs and 10yrs respectively. They married each other against all odds and stood strong. They often told their love story with great flair to their twin daughters as they were growing up and now they often got bored hearing the same story again and again, and often found ways to escape. After Ashok turned 60, he decided that they want to move out of the city to a quite place. He finally decided that he want to spend rest of life in Shimla. Parvathi too liked the idea and was happy with the decision. Parvathi often suffered from asthma and Ashok wanted to take her away from all the pollution of the city. Ashok was handsomely rich guy and built a lavish home in shimla with a big lawn in front. Ashok was almost 70 now and Parvathi 68. Since past 10 years they haven been living in Shimla. Occasionally they came to Delhi to their old house, where now Sadhana lives all alone with one full time maid.

“Ok fine. It’s so boring to go to office after diwali holidays” said Sadhana with an yawn.

She got up at 4AM that morning to see off Aradhana when she took taxi to airport and again slept back. She loved being with parents and sister in this house where they grew up. She missed her parents a lot but understood their need.

“Yeah can’t help it right. I had a good sleep in the flight by the way, it was so boring” said Aradhana.

“Oh that means, you didn’t get any smart guy to talk to” smiled Sadhana.

“Yes there was a smart guy, but he was too smart for me!” said Aradhana rather irritatingly.

“Why!!” surprised Sadhana, because as far as she knows her, for Aradhana a smart guy is a smart guy.

“Because he was 12 year old boy and within first 5 mins of takeoff he was testing my GK by asking me all sorts of questions from geography to history” continued Aradhana and they both laughed before finishing the call.

She snuggled back in her bed and went back into thoughts looking at the photo of their family by the side of her bed. She wanted to rewind back to the time when they were all together. It used to be fun all the time then.

Till both sisters were 14 they both quarreled a lot but as they grew up they became close. They were both beautiful, tall at 5.6height which was more than average for an Indian woman and good features as their father’s. They both were identical but still anybody can easily differentiate them with their clothing, hair style, personality etc. Sadhana was always intelligent academically and Aradhana was creative in nature. The both pursued two different fields when they were in 12th. Sadhana took science and Aradhana took arts. Their parents were least bothered about their choice of fields because the only thing they wanted was that whatever field they choose they should be perfect in that. They were like their two sons and were very proud of them.

They often told them that you should become such a person in life that even though you loose all your money one day, you should have caliber to earn it all again. This kind of parenting led Aradhana and Sadhana to be fiercely competitive and career oriented.

Sadhana did somewhat reach her goal by now becoming a manager in a small upcoming multi- national IT firm. It was not an easy path for her. After finishing M.Tech in IIT she easily got a job as a software engineer in an IT firm. Then after working as Software engineer for 4 years, she wanted to advance herself. She then joined MBA part-time from IIM and aimed for managerial position. It was lot easier for her if she remained in technical side of the job but aiming for managerial position was tougher for her being a woman. She stood strong by all hurdles and finally succeeded to be a manager at the age of 28. She still receives lot of flak for being a manager from lot of her male colleagues. She struggled every day in office to prove her worthiness but she was determined that she won’t give up.

With all this running behind career, Sadhana was left without a soul mate. She never had time for love in her life. She was always busy with her career or studies. She never believed in puppy love and kind of love they showed on movies. She did go out with many guys in her life who were interested in her especially by her looks but soon stepped back when they came to know her as a person. She would never encourage any guy who would try to be too smart with her. Other guys were too afraid to make a relationship with a woman who was this career oriented and was least romantically inclined.

Aradhana on the other hand would fall for a man on the drop of a hat. She went to Mumbai to pursue her career as an actress. She tried hard to get into Indian School of Drama but failed. Initially she got some small roles in stage shows and then slowly went on to doing small character roles in TV serials. At 25 she was out of those TV serial offers too.

Though she was beautiful, she lacked that sensitivity which required for TV serials. Later she landed a job of PR manager in a reputed movie production company and finally loved her job. She got opportunity to meet the most beautiful of the film industry. She was good at her job. She wanted to settle down soon unlike her sister Sadhana but luck never favored. She even had a live-in relation with an upcoming model cum actor for few months but finally had to break off the relationship as the guy was two timing with other woman too. Most of the people in the industry she belonged were not faithful or committing enough to get married. Most of the upcoming models used to seduce or try to move faster with her so that she can land them a role. And once they got what they wanted, they would simply dump her. All this often lead to lot of heart brakes for her. Her parents and sister often insisted her to come back to Delhi and try something there but she loved the vibrancy of Mumbai. It’s been almost 7years since she’s been in Mumbai and loved every bit of it. She felt this is the only place where creative people can have a successful life. She made good money and even bought a decent flat with her own money.

Both sisters were not at all dependent on their parent’s money. They were too proud to ever ask or borrow money from their parents; it was how they were brought up.

Sadhana slowly got up and dragged herself to bathroom. In 15 minutes she was ready for office in her crisp cotton salwar suit. She came out to see her parents relaxing in the living room each holding a piece of newspaper with tea in their hands and discussing about some news.

“Goodmorning lovers!” said Sadhana coming out of her room.

“Goodmorning” said their parents in chorus looking at their beautiful daughter.

“Wait I will get tea for you” said her mom getting up.

“Its fine mom, I will have it in office anyway. I will just have a toast and leave. It’s getting late” said Sadhana moving towards the kitchen.

“Arey beta, you should have real tea sometimes. Your mom makes one of the best tea. Come sit here” said Ashok signaling her to sit with him.

Even after so many years of marriage they still looked at each other like newly married couple. They were madly in love with each other and years of marriage never came in between. Sadhana felt bit envious looking at her mom for having such a contended life. Since past one year Sadhana felt the need, for that someone special in her life. She never realized the importance of love till now.

“So how is your work nowadays?”asked Ashok comfortably putting his one hand around Sadhana.

“Its fine dad. Nothing new. Same old life, you know it” said Sadhana feeling comfortable with her dad.

“Hmm..Anybody special in your life nowadays?” said Ashok hoping Sadhana to get some positive response.

“No dad. I told you already, I will let you know if I find somebody” said Sadhana with slight irritation.

She wished like other normal Indian parents they would just find a groom for her through arranged marriage procedure. Finding a guy on her own seemed such a tough job for her. On the other hand Ashok and Parvathi always wanted that their daughters should themselves choose their life-partner. They sometimes wondered why it took so long for their two daughters to find someone special because they both were beautiful, intelligent and had successful career. They did decide that if their girls don’t find any life partner by the time they turn 30 then they will start finding a groom for them even though they hated the idea. Owing to their successful and happy marriage, they wanted their daughters to experience the same.

Sadhana’s company car came right on time to pick her up. She hugged her parents before leaving to office. They were to go back to Shimla that afternoon. Everybody in their family had the key of their Delhi house. Sadhana begged them to stay back for some more days but they promised her that they would come back by new year again.

On her way to office, Sadhana kept thinking about Aradhana, and wondered why she didn’t settle down yet. Unlike her, Aradhana was more romantic in nature and was lesser career oriented than her. She didn’t like the idea when Aradhana was in a live-in relationship at one time. She warned her many times and about its consequences. Aradhana took a promise from her that their parents should not know about her live-in relationship. That relationship didn’t last long and left Aradhana heart broken. Aradhana promised herself that she would never take that step again and was profusely guilty about it for a long-long time. Sadhana was by her during that time of depression. Since then Aradhana never had any serious boyfriend.

“Good morning Sadhana, how was the Diwali?” said Kavitha, her personal secretary while Sadhana was entering her office cabin.

“Good morning Kavitha, it was good, didn’t feel like coming to office today” said Sadhana smiling back at her.

“yeah I know. Its always like that. How are your parents and sister?” asked Kavitha walking along with her in the cabin.

“They are fine. Aru left to Mumbai in the early morning itself. Parents are going to leave today at afternoon. Its again me and only me all over again. Sometimes I just wish, I should resign and settle with my parents in shimla” said Sadhana somewhat sadly.

Kavitha just nodded and wished she finds somebody special soon.

“Any calls Kavitha?” said Sadhana coming back to reality.

“No calls. But I guess you remember that you have a meeting today at 10am” said Kavitha.

“Oh yes I remember. Nakul must be all prepared to pounce on me. Those people from Dubai haven’t yet responded anything” sighed Sadhana.

“Don’t worry Sadhana, I am sure you will get that project. You have been able to bring so many projects to this company” said Kavitha assuringly.

Sadhana submerged herself into the work and prepared herself for the meeting. Dubai’s shipping dock project was a big project. She worked hard for over 6 months to get that project but due to economic slowdown, they were taking long time to take decision. Nakul was her co-manager and both hated each other to the core. Before Sadhana became the manager, he was the only manager and had been associated with the company since long time. As the company grew, it needed one more manager and Nakul couldn’t digest the fact that Sadhana who was much younger and more over a woman was going to be his partner. Due to her good record in short time, she even got better salary than Nakul. Nakul tried hard to take the responsibility of Dubai project but instead CEO allotted the job to Sadhana. If Sadhana can successfully negotiate Dubai’s project, it would be a big turning point for the company as the project might go on for 5-6 years and it will generate lot of income to the company. With this project it can start concentrating on Asian market too. There was a lot of pressure on Sadhana. She has been to Dubai already 3 times for negotiations.

“Good morning everybody” said Mr Stephen, the CEO of the company when the meeting commenced sharp at 10.

“Well Sadhana, any progress in Dubai project?” asked CEO looking at Sadhana, once everybody was settled.

“Well Mr Stephen, I contacted Mr Rasheed Sheikh, a day before Diwali holiday, he said he will get back to me this week” said Sadhana with disappointment.

“Hmmm, why do you think, they are taking so much time in taking decision?” asked Stephen.

“I have no idea Mr Stephen, we have looked after all their demands and have been transparent in all our deals. We have even assured that we will hire best people to do the project” explained Sadhana pensively.

“Mr Stephen, I feel the problem is not about us accepting their demands, but letting them know how important this project is for their enterprise, how it is going to going to benefit them, reap profits for them” shooted Nakul tangently looking at Sadhana.

“Mr Nakul, I guess you know that we have been negotiating them since 6 months, and you have seen all our demos which we have given to them. So whatever points you are saying now has been taken care of” snuffed Sadhana

Meeting went on for 2hours with arguments from both sides exhausted Sadhana for the day. More than the project it was becoming difficult to stand on with Nakul. They were one time very good pals but since two years everything has changed. Competition changed everything.

“Hey Sadhana, you are still working?” said Kavitha while she prepared herself to go home by end of the day.

“Yeah!” said Kavitha with tired look.

“Its 8pm and half of the office has left!” said Kavitha coming into Sadhana’s cubicle.

“Well you are still there!” said Sadhana with a hint of smile “and I have lots of work to do”

“I was waiting for Manoj, he said he will pick me up and will directly go to a restaurant for dinner” said Kavitha brightly. Manoj was Kavitha’s boyfriend for past 1 year and were soon to be married.

“Oh I see!” said Sadhana “that’s why you have put back that red hot lipstick on your lips”.

“Yeah” responded Kavitha and both laughed like two college girls.

“Hey, Sadhana, this Friday Manoj is throwing a party to celeberate his promotion. Why don’t you too join us, it will be fun” said Kavitha.

“Oh no no, I cant come, I wont know anybody there besides I don’t like attending parties, you know that!” said Sadhana feeling sorry.

“C’mon Sadhana be a sport. Work is not everything in life. You know me and Manoj right and Manoj’s parties are always fun. And beside what are you going to do at home other than watching boring TV!” said Kavitha genuinely wanting Sadhana to have some fun. Kavitha also secretly hoped to hook up Sadhana with one of many friends of Manoj who are eligible bachelors. After half an hour of persuasion from Kavitha, Sadhana finally agreed to attend the party under two conditions that she wont be forced to dance and she is not going to wear any western outfit.

Nothing substantial happened in work front till Friday but the day of the Manoj’s party soon arrived. Sadhana hated herself for agreeing to attend the party. She knew Kavitha and Manoj will be in their own world once the party begins and she would have no company at all. Yet she cant step back now as Kavitha is the only person in delhi now whom she can call her true genuine friend. She managed to get herself ready in a simple silk printed salwar suit gifted by her mom. She put on a little nude color lip gloss which obviously was gifted to her by Aradhana. With no other makeup, lip gloss itself made her conscious. Kavitha volunteered to pick her up but Sadhana declined and drove her car to the venue.

Party was at a open roof top restaurant in one of the posh locales of Delhi. She could already hear the loud music from where she parked the car which was like 100 yards away from the restaurant. She bought a flower bouquet for Manoj. She tried reaching Kavitha on her mobile but obviously she was too busy in the party to hear her mobile ringing. Party was crowded already which included mostly couples. She was the only person who was wearing salwar kameez in the party. She felt awkward to come all alone and was wandering through the sea of people to get hold of Kavitha or Manoj. Somebody tapped her from the back and she turned to see Manoj standing there with a glass of wine in his hand.

“Hi Sadhana, so nice to see you here” said Manoj pleasingly.

“Hi Manoj, congrats for your promotion” said Sadhana handing over the bouquet “it seems Kavitha proved lucky for you”.

“Hey thanks, and yes you are right about Kavitha, she has been my lucky charm ever since I met her” said Manoj looking at the flowers.

“Hey guyssss” called out Kavitha from behind.

“Hi Kavitha” said Sadhana and winked at her looking at her mini skirt.

“Thank God you came, I was thinking you wouldn’t” said Kavitha holding her hand “come I will introduce you to some of my friends”. And dragged along Sadhana with one hand and Manoj in another. Kavitha went on introducing Sadhana to her friends mostly who were bachelors and single hoping somebody would show interest in her. But unfortunately nobody showed interest and for Sadhana, nobody was her type. She talked with few of them for a while and slowly whisked away in one corner while everybody danced on loud Punjabi music. She decided to go after half an hour as there was nothing else to do and was just sitting and silently sipping her coke looking at people dancing .

“Hi” said a male voice standing beside her chair.

She turned towards her left and drew her face up to see the guy if he was calling her or somebody else!

“Do you have a cell phone?” said the guy looking straight at her.

“umm ya” said Sadhana blankly.

“Oh, can I make a small call as my cell charge is over” said the guy.

She judged him for a second. He was tall and was wearing decent clothes.

“Ok here take it” said Sadhana, handing him her phone.

“Oh thank you so much” said the guy.

He took it and backed himself a little and dialed a number. He talked in a hushed voice covering his mouth with the hand. His call was over within a minute.

“Thank you so much again” said the guy.

“Its ok” said Sadhana.

“Its so loud in here. I didn’t want to come but Manoj forced me” said the guy taking a seat next to her.

Sadhana felt amused to see a person who had same thoughts.

“Did you come alone?” said Sadhana not sure if she should ask this.

“Yeah. I don’t know anybody else than Manoj. I am his colleague by the way and my name is Dileep” said Dileep trying to reach something in his shirt pocket. He took out a medicine and swallowed with a glass of water.

“Are you ok” said Sadhana looking concerned.

“Yeah just a little headache. I don’t like loud music at all. I came here with Manoj in his car but now I want to go back home. Unfortunately here you don’t get any autrorikshaws or buses nearby that’s why I tried calling a taxi from your phone. They said its going to take an hour for taxi to come here at this time of hour” sighed Dileep.

Sadhana was almost tempted to tell that she had her car and can drop him off but choose not to tell anything. She still didnt know much about hime to make that offer. They were silent for few minutes.

“How about you? Are you Manoj’s friend or Kavitha’s?” asked Dileep sipping in water.

“umm I am Kavitha’s friend, actually I am her colleague” said Sadhana.

“Oh I see and it seems you were too forced to come here. Am I not right?” asked Dileep smiling for first time.

Sadhana agreed with a smile. Unlike others in the party, he wore a neatly tucked in shirt with formal shoes.

“I met Kavitha couple of times. She is a gem of a person. Manoj is a lucky guy” said Dileep looking at people dancing in the middle of the restaurant.

“Yeah that she is” said Sadhana.

“So are you a computer programmer? I know Kavitha works for an IT company” said Dileep.

“umm not exactly, I am a Project Manager” said Sadhana.

“Oh wow, that’s interesting. Though I am from chemical background, computers always fascinated me” said Dileep brightening up.

“Infact I want to start my own chemical company implementing biotechnology into it” continued Dileep.

It was an easy conversation between both of them. Dileep talked about his dream for long as if he knew Sadhana since a long time. Sadhana too got involved as she saw Dileep was quite intelligent in his talk. She was happy that Dileep didn’t try to ask her name even once or got into more details about her personal life. They didn’t realize how the time went on after an hour Sadhana realized her phone was ringing.

“Hello” said sadhana.

“You asked for taxi, its waiting at your given address” said a voice from the phone.

“Oh” said Sadhana and handed the phone to dileep “seems your taxi has come”.

Dileep talked on the phone and gave it back.

“Ok its time to go. I am sorry If I got you bored, I sometimes go out of control when I talk about my dream” said Dileep getting up from his seat.

“No its fine, actually I enjoyed it. Umm I guess even I should leave now” said Sadhana while she too got up.

“Oh, how are you going to leave now, its 10 pm now. You can take my taxi if you want, I can call for another one” said Dileep somewhat concerned.

“No, actually I came with my own car” said Sadhana somewhat embarrassed.

“oh that’s great” said Dileep “It was nice talking to you Miss…umm”.

Dileep paused trying to recollect her name.

“Sadhana. Don’t worry I never told you my name” said Sadhana with a smile.

Dileep laughed back. “Ok then Sadhana, I will say my goodbye to Manoj and leave. Hope we will meet again. Drive home safe” said Dileep and gave a warm soft handshake before leaving. Sadhana was almost paralyzed with his touch. Its been ages since he talked to any guy other than her colleagues for a such a long time. She was totally impressed with Dileep and wished she knew more about him.

She reached home by 10.30 and thoughts of Dileep lingered in her mind. Just then her phone rang.

“Hey Dee, whats up I have been trying to reach you!” said Aradhana.

“Oh, when did u call?” said Sadhana frowning.

“About an hour ago, I was sick worried when you didn’t pick up” said Aradhana.

“Oh I was at a party at that time so couldn’t here your call and by the way I am as big as you, stop worrying” said Sadhana.

“What?? You were in party! Since when did you started attending parties?” frowned Aradhana.

“hmm, it was Kavitha’s fiancee’s party. She just forced me to come, so I had to go” explained Sadhana.

“oh I see, so how many minutes were you there then?” chided Aradhana knowing her 20 minutes elder sister.

“I was there for about an hour and half” said Sadhana surprising Aradhana.

“That long! What were you doing there, I am sure you didn’t know anybody else there” asked Aradhana anxiously.

“Well I was bored at the beginning but then” paused Sadhana.

“But then what?” asked Aradhana with desperation.

“Then I met a guy” smiled Sadhana imagining Aradhana’s surprised expression.

“A GUY! You met a guy!! Did you talk to him?? Oh my god I cant believe I am talking to my dee or did i dial a wrong number” said Aradhana with excitement.

“Stop it Aru, don’t imagine too much” said Sadhana playfully.

“Ok Ok. But tell me who this guy is?” asked Aradhana.

Sadhana went on telling him about Dileep and what all they talked.

“Oh my goodness, for 1 hour you guys were talking about chemicals!!! How romantic!” laughed Aradhana.

“Stop it Aru! He is an intelligent, decent, and focused man” said Sadhana not believing that she is talking so strongly about Dileep whom she just met.

“Oh it seems my Dee is totally impressed with Mr Dileep” remarked Aradhana.

“By the way how does he look?” continued Aradhana.

“He is tall and looks good. I liked his dressing sense. By the way I don’t know if he is single or married so don’t imagine much okey” warned Sadhana to Aradhana and to herself too.

They talked for a while and ended the call. Aradhana wished and hoped that Mr Dileep is the man for her sis. Sadhana wished she knew more about Dileep and wondered if she would ever get to meet him again.

On Monday work started as usual in office for Sadhana. Kavitha came in a bit late to office and directly entered Sadhana’s cabin.

“Hey Sadhana, good morning” said Kavitha brightly looking nothing like what she looked on the day of the party.

“Hey Kavitha. Good morning” said Sadhana.

“So how was Dileep?” asked Kavitha teasingly.

Sadhana went red and felt embarrassed as if she read her mind.

“I saw, you both were talking for so long on that day” continued Kavitha.

“Yeah, he was talking about his business which he wanted to set up, thats all.” said Sadhana trying to hide her feelings about Dileep.

“hmm ok. By the way he is Manoj’s colleague” said Kavitha.

“Yeah he told me” said Sadhana

“and he is widower” said Kavitha somewhat somberly.

“Oh!” exclaimed Sadhana feeling sorry as well as something she didn't expect for the man.

“Yeah, his wife died 3 years back it seems. Manoj told me that they fell in love, eloped and got married. Both the parents didn’t agree for the marriage. Unfortunately after 2years of marriage his wife became sick and died. He is a nice guy as per Manoj. Manoj wanted him to have some fun and that’s why forced him to come to the party” said Kavitha softely.

“Oh!” said Sadhana understanding why he felt so uncomfortable that day.

“So how did you find him?” asked Kavitha this time with more seriousness.

“He seemed a nice guy Kavitha. We didn’t talk anything much other than his business” said Sadhana drawing her thoughts back to the conversation they had that day.

“Sadhana if you want I can arrange a date for both of u!” said Kavitha hoping this alliance clicks.

“Date!! No No. Kavitha, that would be very embarrassing. I believe in fate. If we have to meet again, we shall meet” said Sadhana with a little stiff voice.

“hmm ok Sadhana. As you wish” said Kavitha softly and left the place.

Weeks went by. Tensions between Sadhana and Nakul grew in the office. Dubai project was getting delayed due to many reasons. Sadhana totally forgot about Dileep due to her office pressure.

After a month Sadhana got a call in her office intercom. It was Kavitha’s.

“Sadhana are you free now? Can you come down to our office cafeteria?” asked Kavitha.

“Yeah sure, I was feeling hungry any way. Will be there in a minute” responded Sadhana and ended the call.

As soon as she reached cafeteria, she noticed a guy sitting with Kavitha. It took a minute for Sadhana to realize that he was Dileep.

“Hi Sadhana” waved Dileep looking at Sadhana coming towards them.

“Hi” said Sadhana genuinely feeling happy to see him after all.

“He came to HSBC bank here in our building for some work and called me. So I invited him here and thought it would be nice if even you joined” explained Kavitha so that Sadhana doesn’t misunderstand that she was behind this meeting.

“Oh ok” said Sadhana frowning at how Kavitha explained.

“So how have you been?” asked Dileep looking at Sadhana.

“With the kind of pressure I have been having in office, thank god I am still in sane condition” replied Sadhana with a smile.

All three talked for a while. Sadhana came to know that he came to bank to talk about loan for his business. Sadhana tried to help him by telling that she knew somebody personally from the bank. This time they both exchanged each other’s contact numbers and Kavitha was glad with the progress.

On that day evening Dileep called on Sadhana and they both casually talked about each other’s work. Aradhana was surprised to know that Sadhana is actually showing interest on this man and was happy for her. The following weekend, both Dileep and Sadhana decided to meet at Sadhana’s uncle’s place who worked in HSBC bank. Sadhana’s uncle was also quite impressed with Dileep’s project details and assured them that he would do whatever he can for the loan he has applied.

Slowly Dileep was in contact with Sadhana on daily basis on phone. They talked for hours easily and were quite comfortable with each other. Sadhana found it very relaxing to talk to Dileep after the kind of pressure she had in office. They started talking about each other’s interests and tastes. Dileep also talked about his wife and how he missed her. Sadhana felt sorry for him and solaced him. After a month they started meeting frequently and Sadhana realized she was head over heels in love with Dileep. She knew Dileep had same feelings but they never tried to bring the subject of love between them.

It was soon going to be new year and Sadhana awaited for a family reunion once more. Just before Christmas, Dileep came to know that his loan got sanctioned. He threw a small party for Sadhana, Kavitha and Manoj at his home. On that day evening Kavitha and Manoj decided to leave early so that Sadhana and Dileep can have some time alone. Once they left Sadhana felt little shy as it was the first time she was staying in Dileep’s home alone. Her body went cold even though she had heavy sweater and shawl around her.

“Sadhana, are you ok?” said Dileep “if you want I can drop you off at home”.

“No, actually I am just feeling cold. You know how chilly its outside” said Sadhana with feeble smile.

They both felt silent for a while.

“Will you have tea? I make excellent tea by the way” said Dileep breaking the silence.

“Yeah sure I would love to” said Sadhana badly wanting tea to ease off the cold.

Dileep went to kitchen while Sadhana decided to scan his house. Sadhana noticed he didn’t keep his wife’s photo anywhere maybe that was too painful for him. After few minutes Dileep came back to living room with two cups of hot tea.

“Sorry my house is very messy” said Dileep looking at Sadhana who was walking around his room scanning things.

“Hey no. It looks fine, you should see my sister’s room, you will hardly find anything in its proper place” said Sadhana while taking the cup from his hand.

“Ummm, its been so long since I had this nice tea. You really are good at this” said Sadhana while sipping the tea.

“You know what my dad is also good at this, he makes tea everyday in the morning for my mom” continued Sadhana.

“How about, I make it for you too every day?” said Dileep looking at Sadhana.

It took a second for Sadhana to understand what Dileep asked.

“Sadhana, I wanted to ask this for a while. After Shikha passed away, I decided never to marry again but when I met you, something inside me said that you are Shikha’s incarnation. I might sound funny but this is true” said Dileep lowering his head not looking at Sadhana.

Sadhana felt silent and was again shivering. She put back her cup on the table not understanding how to react. She was waiting for this day but never thought that this is going to so difficult for her.

“Sadhana I know you must be thinking, being a widower, how cum I can ask you to marry me. I don’t want to force you Sadhana. I know your parents might have high hopes on your life partner. This is not easy for you. Take your time and reply back. Whatever will be your reply our friendship wont affect anyway. You will always remain most important person in my life after Shikha” said Dileep this time looking at Sadhana.

Sadhana couldn’t look at him for long time. This was the first time that anyone proposed her for marriage. She knew her parents wont object at all, they were too broadminded to object for a widower as their Son-in Law. As for Aradhana, she knew she would be ecstatic when she comes to know that Dileep proposed for marriage to her sis. She just didn’t knew how to say YES.

They both felt silent again.

“Do you know how to cook also? I am very bad in that” said Sadhana finally taking courage to show her agreement.

Dileep looked at her and laughed.

“Yes. I am not bad in that too” said Dileep taking her hand in his. Sadhana went red again with his tender touch.

Dileep took her in his arms and they both talked for a while before Dileep dropped Sadhana at her home. Sadhana promised she would talk to her parents before they come down on new year’s eve. Dileep was not in touch with his parents after he married Shikha, so their approval was not needed.

On that day night when Sadhana told Aradhana about Dileep’s proposal she jumped with joy. She couldn’t believe that this was actually happening, that one of them is going to be married soon. Both the sisters were excited with the new development and wanted to meet on New Year soon. Next day Sadhana declared the news to her parents too who were glad to hear the news. They were confidant on Sadhana’s choice and showed no disrespect for Dileep being a widower. Even Kavitha was happy to know the news and teased Sadhana that this was all due to her and that she should be given a special honour during their marriage. And as luck had to favor Sadhana finally got the Dubai project successfully making Nakul more envious.

Sadhana’s parents and Aradhana both arrived on 30th of December. She invited Dileep next day so that all can celebrate New Year together. Aradhana till date didn’t see Dileep’s photo, so was looking forward to see him, so were her parents. They had nice family time together. Sadhana too took leave from her office for another couple of days. Its been over 3 months since she met all of them again. On 31st, all three ladies of the house got busy cooking something nice for the dinner.

In the evening, Aradhana chose to wear a designer top and a full length skirt. Sadhana went with her comfort look and choose to wear chiffon salwar kameez. Around 7pm door bell rang and Sadhana went to open the door. Dileep stood there with a cake in his one hand and a chocolate gift pack in another. As it was cold outside he wore a sweater with jeans and looked his best. As he entered home and Sadhana introduced each other, Aradhana stood there spell bound. She almost missed a heart-beat looking at Dileep and how good looking he was. She was furious that Sadhana under estimated his good looks. She was confident that Dileep would give other male models a run for their money. His voice was to die for.

“Oh my god, you both have striking resemblance” said Dileep looking at both the sisters.

“yeah” both said in unison.

“Here, these chocolates are for you Aradhana. Your sister said you love chocolates more than her” said Dileep giving her the chocolate he bought for her and smiled at Sadhana.

“Thanks Dileep” said Aradhana smiling back.

While Sadhana’s parents talked with Dileep, both the sisters went to kitchen to bring some snacks.

“My God dee, he is sooooo handsome, you are soooo lucky” said Aradhana with excitement.

“Thanks” said Sadhana pleasingly.

“And look at you, how come you can dress in this boring way with a boyfriend like that” said Aradhana somewhat annoyed.

“He is not from your Mumbai ok. And he likes me as I am” retorted Sadhana.
Both fought with words for a while and got back into living room with the snacks and smiling faces. All five chatted along till it was dinner time. All three members of the family were totally impressed with Dileep and his mannerisms. Aradhana found it difficult to withdraw her eyes from Dileep. Sadhana’s dad Mr Ashok asked if they can make a contact with his parents to talk about marriage for which Dileep declined saying he is not in touch with them since 4 years after he married Shikha and there are chances that they might insult him which he didn’t want. He said they never cared to call back when Shikha died, not even Shikha’s parents and he hated them for that. Everybody felt sorry. After dinner they all sat together and played cards till it was 12 am. When the clock ticked 12, Dileep hugged everybody warmly and conveyed new year greetings. When he hugged Aradhana, she was awestruck with his tender touch and warmth. Words didn’t come out of her mouth while she was supposed to wish back. Dileep left a little before 1 AM and Aradhana couldn’t sleep that night. She was totally drawn towards Dileep.

“That would be great. Chalo, I got to go, will talk to you soon. Takecare” said Dileep and ended the call.

Generally she used to call Sadhana as soon as she reached Mumbai but today she didn’t feel like calling her. She was guilty as well as angry with her own self. Just then when she took the cab Sadhana called her.

“Hey Aru, why didn’t you call after reaching mumbai?” said Sadhana with concern.
“I was about to call but just then Dileep called” lied Aradhana.

“Oh ok. Call me in the night, I got to go now, Dileep is coming to pick me up” said Sadhana thus making Aradhana more jealous.

Days passed by. Sadhana made herself busy with shopping, she never shopped this much in her entire life. Kavitha was great help. With Kavitha’s persistence she even got a bridal makeup appointment for the D day in a reputed parlor. Sadhana decided to move into Dileep’s house after marriage. They both even started the renovation of their house according to their taste. Aradhana’s calls to Sadhana declined though she kept in touch with Dileep. Sometimes she used to talk to him for hours. Though Dileep rarely called Aradhana, it was Aradhana who called Dileep more. Sadhana felt good when she came to know about their calls and was cool about it. 2 weeks before marriage Sadhana’s parents and Aradhana arrived. Most of the marriage work was done by Sadhana and Dileep themselves as Sadhana’s parents were old and they didn’t want them to give them much work. Dileep was proving to be the son which Sadhana’s parents never had. It was Aradhana who kept aloof from all the hustle bustle of marriage arrangements. She felt guilty whenever she talked to her sis and blushed whenever Dileep was with her. It was becoming way too difficult for her to hide her feelings she had for Dileep. Sadhana did notice a change in Aradhana’s behavior and asked if there was any trouble facing her. When Sadhana discussed with her parents about Aradhana’s behaviour, her parents dismissed that may be she is feeling overwhelmed as she is getting married.

Marriage was held in a simple ceremony in a temple and later they gave a reception in a hotel. It was well attended by over 200 guests most of them whom were Sadhana’s and her parents acquaintances. They both decided for their honeymoon in Goa.

Sadhana wanted to go to Munnar which was quieter place in comparison but Dileep was more interested in Goa so Sadhana gave in.

After spending five most memorable days in Goa, Sadhana couldn’t have been more happier. Goa wasn’t the kind of place Sadhana liked but spending time with Dileep and becoming ONE deeply impacted Sadhana. The new couple decided to surprise Aradhana by planning to visit Mumbai before going back to Delhi.

As expected Aradhana was more at discomfort than being pleasantly surprised when her sister and Dileep arrived at her apartment. The sun-tan on Sadhana’s face, her glow, her wedding bangles, the way she moved closely with Dileep holding his hands was killing Aradhana. They arrived on Saturday morning and were planning to fly back by Sunday evening. Aradhana tried to sneak out for few hours telling them she had some work meanwhile the newly wedded roamed around Mumbai and did little shopping. By evening everybody were back in the apartment. Aradhana was unusually silent and Sadhana was bit disappointed and surprised in this sudden unusual change in Aradhana’s behavior. She didn’t even try to press her to know the reason behind her aloofness in Dileep’s presence and thought of dealing with that later on phone. She however wished that Aradhana too should settle down. While they were at home, Aradhana tried her best not to look at Dileep or converse with him when alone.

The next day morning after Aradhana took bath, she decide to put on maxi rather than her usual shorts as her sis and Dileep were there. Dileep was out to bring some eggs for the breakfast. Sadhana was trying to put together some breakfast in the kitchen. Aradhana went to the other bedroom where Dileep and Sadhana slept the previous night to take some of her stuff. Just then Dileep came and hugged Aradhan tight from the back and tried kissing her neck from the back.

“Hey, I love when you leave your hair open” said Dileep lovingly.

Aradhana was paralyzed for a second and when she realized that Dileep was misunderstanding her as Sadhana she was perplexed with the situation. Her heart didn’t want to let Dileep know that she is not sadhana but her mind was burdened with conscience.

“Dileep..Dileep..its me..Aradhana” said Aradhana finally trying to fiddle out of Dileep’s tight grip.

“Oh ..I..I am sorry” said Dileep distancing himself.

“I..I got confused. I should have been careful” said Dileep lowering his eyes with embarrassment.

Aradhana left the room silently before Dileep could talk more. She went and locked herself in her other bedroom and tears rolled down. She didn’t know why she was crying. Dileep’s kiss on her neck left Aradhana asking for more. She cursed God, for bringing such thoughts in her mind about Dileep who is her sister’s husband. She always believed that her and her sister’s tastes were entirely different but never did she think that she would fall for the same man which her sis loved.

By Sunday afternoon Sadhana sensed that Aradhana was hiding something from her and she was not comfortable with their visit. They left to airport very early much to Aradhana’s relieve. In the past whenever Sadhana visited Mumbai, Aradhana used to persist her to stay back for few days more but this time there was no such sign. Sadhana at one time even felt guilty that may be she should have given time to her own marriage until Aradhana too found someone but it was late.

Life became hectic for Sadhana with house-hold work and office. She wanted to quit her job for sometime as she became very tired but Dileep didn’t like the idea. Dileep frequently toured because of his business dealings.

Aradhana was still in her unusual way and she often quarreled with Sadhana if Sadhana tried to probe about her personal life. Sadhana was very upset and at the same time worried for her twin sister. Their parents assured Sadhana that her sister would come around soon, and she is big enough to handle her problems. Upon her parents insistence Aradhana even came to Shimla to stay with them for few days but she soon got restless there and longed to go back to mumbai. She assured her parents that everything was ok and she just needed time.

After four months of Sadhana’s marriage, Aradhana decided to pursue fashion designing course in Paris which one of her friend recommended. She thought it was good idea to put her mind into constructive use and she always wanted to visit Europe. She enrolled into a short term course and she was easily selected. She even got the visa within a month. She later told the news to her parents who in turn told the news to Aradhana. Upon hearing the news Sadhana was more upset that she is going to go more far away and decided to give a call.

“Hello Aru” said Sadhana with upsetting voice.

“Hi Dee” said Aradhana with no excitement as before.

“Heard you are going to Paris!” said Sadhana.

“Yes” said Aradhana.

“You never cared to tell me!” said Sadhana with equal displeasure.

“I was about to give a call” said Aradhana with annoyance.

“When? After reaching Paris?” asked Sadhana sarcastically.

“Look dee, I was busy, I am sorry” said Aradhana now with anger.

“Yes you have been busy ever since my marriage. You get time to tell mom & dad but you didn’t get 2 minutes of time for me” said Sadhana with pain.

“Please dee, don’t start this all over again. I said I am sorry. By the way I am leaving two weeks from now” said Aradhana not wanting to argue with her.

“Two weeks!! But Aradhana, why do you want to suddenly venture into fashion designing when you were always interested in acting” said Sadhana genuinely not understanding her decision.

“Dee the course is just 6 months and I always had interest in fashion. You know my career in acting is not going anywhere so wanted to try this” said Aradhana calmly.

“But why Paris? You could have easily got admission in NIFT in india itself. Why to go that far?”asked Sadhana with concern.

“Look Dee. That’s enough. You don’t have to bother about my life. I never interfered in whatever decisions you took and you never once cared to ask my opinion so I would be happy enough if you leave my decisions upon me. By the way we both are of equal age and I don’t see why you have to so concerned. I am 29 and I know what is best for me” said Aradhana loosing her cool.

Sadhana was surprised by her twin sister’s reaction. She was taken aback and didn’t know how to react. Her eyes filled with tears but she tried hard not to show it in her voice. She was always protective about Aradhana like an elder sister all these years though she was just 20 minutes older.

“Sorry Aru, I didn’t mean that. I know you are big enough. Its just that we will miss you” said Sadhana wanting to cool down her sister.

“I will be fine Dee. I got to go now. Bye” said Aradhana desperately wanting to end her call.

At first Paris impressed Aradhana. Fashion scene in Paris was totally different from India. It was a much competitive world than in Mumbai. Though her course was in English but slowly she understood that to survive there she got to learn French too. She lived in shared apartment with one of his Indian classmate who was much younger to her. Infact almost all her classmates were much younger but that didn’t deter her interest from doing the course. She missed Mumbai/india but personally it was helping her to forget about Dileep. Her mind was focused on other things. Its been long time since she left college and she again got a chance to be a student again. She was at ease but was still uncomfortable to talk with Sadhana.

After 2 months, one day she got a call when the clock ticked 12 in the night.

“Hello” shouted Aradhana without looking at the number on her phone.

“Hi Aru, Happy birthday!” said Sadhana from the other side for whom it was already morning.

“Oh hi dee” said Aradhana coming out of her deep sleep and looked at the time. She was surprised that she forgot her birthday this time.

“Thanks and same to you dee” continued Aradhana finally trying to wake up from her bed.

“Thank you” said Sadhana, paused and then continued “How are you Aru? After many years we both are not together on our birthdays”.

“Yeah. I am fine dee. Just been very busy with the course and French language speaking classes in the evening” said Aradhana.

There was a long awkward silence between them.

“When will you come to India?” said Sadhana.

“Its been just 2 months dee since I came here. May be after couple of months” said Aradhana.

“Ok. Takecare of yourself Aru. Eat well. Sleep well. We all miss you here. I miss you” said Sadhana with tears rolling down her cheeks.

On hearing this Aradhana’s eyes too filled with tears and wanted to hug her sister but there was a wall built between them by Aradhana herself. She needed more time.

“Ok dee, enjoy your birthday with Dileep. Bye” said Aradhana. It took long time for Aradhana to sleep back again.

Ten days later.

“Aru beta” said Mr. Ashok, her dad on the phone while she was just about to go out for her classes.

“Come home immediately” continued Mr. Ashok with trembling voice.

“Dad I told I will come as soon as I get break, please don’t force my like this” said Aradhana with irritation.

“Sadhana..” cried Mr Ashok.

“Sadhana what?” said Aradhana her heart pounding.

“She died today due to heart attack. She is no more beta. Your sister is no more” said Mr Ashok crying out loudly.

“I am coming” said Aradhana and ended the call without hearing her dad.

“Was it a joke? Is she dreaming some bad dream?” were the thoughts of Aradhana.

She didn’t move na inch from where she was standing. It took full five minutes to realize what just happened. She wanted to call back her parents and find out if her dad really called just now. But she couldn’t dare. She ran out of her house picking few clothes and passport. She took the cab to airport and booked the immediate flight available for Delhi. Luckily a flight was available within an hour and half. She was in trance. She still thought that this was all dream. They just called her so that she can visit them. May be they all wanted to tease her and surprise her. She reached delhi late in the night and she took a cab to her home. There was nobody there, and then she again redirected her taxi to Dileep’s apartment. She still hoped she was in dream when her dad called but no it wasn’t she saw huge number of people flocked around the Dileep’s apartment.

She slowly moved through the crowd to see her sister calmly sleeping on the ground with a white sheet wrapped till her neck. She couldn’t here any other noises from the room just her sister’s.

“Aru, I will miss you” “Aru did you eat properly today” “Aru be careful” “Aru don’t worry everything will be fine” “Aru you deserve more” “Aru come back to india” “Aru…….” Were the voices revolving around Aradhana.

“Aru beta” said her dad tapping her from the back.

She turned around and collapsed on her dad’s hands. A little late somebody sprinkled some water on her head and she came back into senses. She looked at her sister again. No it wasn’t joke. It was realty. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She cried loudly as she held her mom tight like a small baby.

During her sister’s funeral rites, Aradhana came to know that her sis collapsed suddenly while in the office. She was rushed to hospital from there and by the time she reached hospital, it was very late. Fortunately Dileep was in town but it was another big blow for him. Dileep fainted twice when he came to know the news. He didn’t talk to anybody but was constantly blaming himself for Sadhana’s death. He said he knew that she was facing lot of pressure in office due to big responsibilities and that she wanted to quit her job. He said she had to continue the job because of him. He said he was cursed by God. Aradhana’s parents didn’t know how to console him; grief struck him twice within a short span. Aradhana couldn’t see the pain she saw in Dileep’s eyes.

Ashok, Parvathi and Aradhana stayed at their home in delhi and visited Dileep daily. After a month since Sadhana’s death, her parents decided to go back to Shimla. Aradhana decided to stay back for a week and then leave to Paris. She wanted to visit Dileep once before leaving to Paris. On the weekend when Dileep was at home, she went to the apartment. To her shock, Dileep was drinking whiskey.

“Oh my god Dileep, don’t do this to yourself” said Aradhana.

“What is left to do Aradhana. God wants to give punishment” said Dileep. He didn’t comb his hair was wearing a white t-shirt and shorts.

“Please Dileep, you should not think that way. You have got your full life ahead. You have your business” said Aradhana trying to clear the table.

“Lets go out and have lunch” continued Aradhana sitting besides Dileep on his sofa.

Dileep sat back and stared back at Aradhana. Aradhana didn’t understand his look. He then came closer and lifted his both hands and put it around Aradhana’s face. Dileep’s touch sent a shiver to Aradhana but she didn’t move.

“you…you look so much like Sadhana” said Dileep observing her closely.

He kept on tracing Aradhana’s face with his hands and tried to pull back her hair falling on her face. Aradhana was wearing Salwar suit ever since Sadhana’s death. She had a shorter hair than Sadhana but on a day like this nobody can differentiate her from Sadhana. Aradhana lowered her eyes as Dileep touched her facial features but she was totally aroused. Dileep slowly came more nearer and locked his lips with hers pulling her more closer and putting his hands around her body. For Aradhana, it felt as if she was in another world. She didn’t notice anything non-ethical, she just knew that she wanted this. Wanted this from long time. Just as Dileep tried to pull her duppatta out, Aradhana came back to her senses.

“Dileep..dileep…i..i am aradhana not Sadhana” said Aradhana trying to pull back her dupatta.

Dileep suddenly retracted back.

“I am sorry. God. Go away Aradhana. Go away before I do something stupid again. Don’t ever come back again” said Dileep burrowing his head in his hands not looking at Aradhana.

Tears filled in Aradhana’s eyes. She could not believe how much she loved Dileep. She thought she removed him from her mind but no she was wrong. She understood Dileep will be devastated if he was left alone with nobody in his life. She wanted to be there for him.

“Dileep, I love you” said Aradhana amidst the tears.

Dileep looked up and turned around to see her.

“I know dee just passed away and this is not the right time but you were always a special person for me. I fell in love with you the day I saw you first time but at that time I was wrong. I was constantly guilty. I was not able to tell this to dee too. To get away from all the guilt I left to Paris so that I can forget about the feelings I had for you. But today when you kissed me, I realized how much I still love you. Dileep I cannot live without you” said Aradhana finally submitting herself to Dileep.

“You have gone mad Aradhana. Just leave now” shouted Dileep getting up from there.
“Dileep I want to marry you” said Aradhana getting up as well.

“Aradhana you will you leave now or shall I go?” said Dileep again.

“Ok I will leave Dileep but let me tell you this. If I were to ever marry a person then that would be you otherwise I will never marry anybody else in this life. I am leaving to Paris on coming Tuesday. Give me your reply by then” declared Aradhana and walked out of her apartment.

On Sunday Dileep didn’t call back Aradhana but her parents gave a call. Aradhana’s mom sensed that she has been crying and enquired about it. At first she tried to hide from her mom but later she blurted out. Parvathi was shocked to know about the fact that Aradhana loved Dileep. She was upset for a while when she came to know but later, she understood her emotions. She didn’t do anything wrong when Sadhana was alive but now when Sadhana is gone, she felt what is wrong if Aradhana wanted to marry Dileep. They were all fond of him and know that he needed somebody in his life. He is too young to lead life alone. Parvathi assured Aradhana that they would talk to Dileep regarding this and asked her to have patience as Dileep is going through bad time. Aradhana understood.

On Monday morning Aradhana decided that she should move things slowly and not pressurize Dileep into a relationship so soon. She thought of checking him out once more before leaving to Paris and got ready when somebody knocked her door.
She opened the door to see a tall, well built stranger in front of her with a old woman on his side. Though he wasn’t good looking at first sight but had sharp eyes.

“Are you related to Miss Sadhana?”asked the guy.

“Yes, I am her twin sister” replied Aradhana trying to recollect if she knew them.

“oh ok. I am Girish and she is my aunt, Saraswati” said Girish introducing himself and the lady.

“umm..can we come in for a while, we have to talk something regarding your sister” said Girish.

“Yes sure. Please come in” said Aradhana and invited them in.

“So what is it about?” said Aradhana while serving them water “Did you know my sister?”

“No she doesn’t know us” said Girish “but..”

“But..but what” said aradhana not understanding why he was hesitating.

“We have some vital information about her death” said Girish.

Aradhana was shocked for a second.

“I don’t get you. What vital information?” asked Aradhana.

“Her death was not due to natural causes but was murdered” said Girish softly.

“Whatttt..are you mad? She died in front of 100 people in her office, how can she be murdered?” said Aradhana angrily.

“Did your sister ever have any serious health problems?” asked Girish.

“Never as of I know” replied Aradhana

“Then how come all of a sudden she gets heart attack at an young age of 29” questioned Girish.

“See. I don’t know who you are and why you came here? But let me tell you, she was going through lot of office pressure during that time. May be the stress caused her heart attack and doctors told us that nowadays many youngsters are getting attacked by heart attack in early age due to competition” said aradhana annoyingly.
“May I know your name miss” asked Girish.

“Aradhana” came the reply from her.

“Aradhana, I am a private detective” said Girish taking out his visiting card and giving it to her to verify.

“My aunt here, is none other but Shikha’s mother, Dileep’s first wife and Shikha is my first cousin” continued Girish.

“Oh” said Aradhana surprisingly.

“It might come as a surprise to you but Shikha too died of heart attack. She was just 25 when she died. She was hale and healthy person and it was difficult to believe that she could die at such a young age due to heart attack” said Girish.

“What are you trying to tell?” said Aradhana with anxiety.

“Its very clear, Dileep was behind both the deaths or I should say murders” said Girish.

“No I cant believe it” said Aradhana with shock.

“Aradhana, me and aunty have been following Dileep very closely since 3 years. Infact I started my detective agency through this case only. We have lot of evidences to prove it but we were waiting for one strong evidence and that we got when we heard the news of your sister’s death” said Girish.

“What evidence?” asked Aradhana still in disbelief.

“I actually pulled my strings and got the blood samples of your sister after her death and sent to forensic lab with the help of my friend. After some research, we found out that both Shikha and Sadhana had some kind of chemicals in their body which is same. They both had same patterns of arsenic elements which is nothing but a kind of poison which slowly induces health problems or heart attack in the person when taken in less doses” said Girish.

Aradhana sat in silence.

“As you know Dileep is chemical engineer by qualification and he has lot of knowledge about chemicals. My guess is that he used to give both Shikha and Sadhana small doses of that chemical in their food or by other means” continued Girish.

“But why would he do that?” asked Aradhana almost in the verge of tears.

“For money!” came the simple reply from Girish.

“For Money?” frowned Aradhana.

“Yes. Let me tell you some background of Dileep. He is actually a born orphan but was later adopted by Mr and Mrs Roshan Gupta. They already had a son but were unable to conceive second time and so thought of adopting Dileep. As Dileep grew up he understood that he was an orphan. Mr and Mrs Roshan had their own chemical business. As their kids grew up, most of the business was administered by Dileep’s elder brother which Dileep couldn’t digest. He wanted a major share which he didn’t get. He ultimately cut ties with them and wanted to set up his own business. This was when he met Shikha in a party. Shikha belonged to a rich family and she was younger of 2 daughters. He trapped Shikha in his love game and persuaded her to marry him but Shikha parents were dead against the marriage because Dileep had no job and had no money at all at that time. Dileep then proposed to elopement as he gave impression to Shikha that his parents were also against whereas the truth was they didn’t knew anything about the girl. Once they married, Dileep understood that he wont get any money from her parents as he feared all may go to her elder sister. Shikha didn’t want to have any kind of relationship with her parents.So he made another plan. He bought a life insurance on the name of Shikha for a sum of Rs 20 lakhs just 2 months after their marriage. 8 months later she died of heart attack and he got all the life insurance money” said Girish.

“But ..but why would he kill my sister? He already had good business and Sadhana earned good money too” asked Aradhana.

“Well that is what you think! Actually I even did some research on that part. When he got 20 lakhs from insurance, he blew most of them away with all his bad habits” said Girish.

“Bad habits?” asked Aradhana again with surprise.

“He frequented bars and brothels. Also he lost lot of money in underground gambling. Here look at these photos” said Girish and offered her some photos which showed Dileep in bars, with prostitutes and gambling.

Aradhana was once again shocked.

“These photos are the recent ones after he married your sister. I even came to know that his business was not going great either which led to many fights between your sister and him. This was confirmed from his neighbours who could hear their shouts every other day. He already had life insurance policy made on Sadhana soon after marriage. I am guessing Sadhana might have caught his philandering ways or wanted quick money. So, he played his old game again on Sadhana too” said Girish with a sigh.

“Yes beta, he is very clever. When Shikha died he didn’t allow any of us to come and see her. He gave a very wrong picture about us. I couldn’t believe that Shikha died due to heart attack. Luckily during Shikha’s autopsy some blood was drawn and saved. Girish has helped my family since these 3 years with all the investigation” said Saraswati for the first time with tears.

“After Shikha’s sudden death we were shattered. We later came to know that Dileep’s parents were never aware about our daughter. That is when I with Girish’s help started investing. When we heard the news of your sister’s sudden death our doubts were confirmed. He is a murderer and should be hanged to death” continued Saraswati crying.

Aradhana by now was totally blown away with THE TRUTH. Dileep’s true character brought shocking revelation to Aradhana. Her sister was murdered. A cloud of guilt casted on Aradhana’s mind when she realized that may be she would have known about her sister’s ongoing tensions then with Dileep and the state of his business had she been more open to Sadhana before her death.

“By the way, Sadhana was pregnant when she died” said Girish.

“What! Oh god!” cried Aradhana openly suddenly waking up to the fact that her sister was murdered and also that she was pregnant at the time.

“Aradhana, if you and your family are with us, then we can fight the case” requested Girish.

5 years later.

“Mommy, Get up” said Sadhana, 14 month old daughter of Aradhana while sneaking into her bedroom.

“What is it beta?” said Aradhana waking up from her sleep.

“Happy birthday mommy” said Sadhana giving her mom a hand-made greeting.
Since 5 years Aradhana stopped celeberating her birthday. It was very painful for her. Dileep was given a double life sentence by the high court just a month back. For 5 years Aradhana, her parents, Shikha’s parents and Girish ran around courts for several times. Aradhana never went back to Paris again and settled down in her home in Delhi. 2years back she married Girish. For Girish, it was love in first sight but for Aradhana it took long time to come out of her sister’s tragedy.

“Thank you beta” said Aradhana and hugged her little daughter. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

“Happy birthday dee. I miss you” came the inner voice from Aradhana.

Thursday, October 29, 2009

Confrontation : By Swathi T

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Confrontation

It was just 5 minutess wait but it felt years for Shweta. After 5 minutes, she said a quick prayer and went inside restroom. There she could see, 2 lines on the strip. Her heart started beating faster and she took the strip in her hands to have a closer look. Yes it clearly showed 2 lines. Shweta eyes filled with joy. Its been 3 yrs since she and Ashish were trying to have baby. There were times when she felt all pregnancy symptoms but the pregnancy test showed negative result. This time it came positive making Shweta on top of the world. She immediately tried to reach Ashish on his cell but he didn’t pick up. She desperately called him for 1hour but nobody took the call. As usual he might be in some meeting thought Shweta. Next call she made to her ob/gyn and made subsequent appointment. She could not contain the happiness within herself and wanted to share it with somebody but she wanted Ashish should be the first person to know before anybody else. Around afternoon she went to kitchen and started making lunch for herself when she heard a door knock. She wondered who would have come at this time of the hour. She went and opened the door to see Ashish standing there. Shweta smiled with broad smile as soon as she saw Ashish and wanted to hug him and scream. But in a split-second she realized Ashish was in awful mood and he had a big carton box in his hand. He silently entered the house, kept the box down and collapsed on the sofa with his eyes closed. Shweta wondered what happened, why did he came so early, was something wrong in the office, is he not feeling well. She went into the kitchen and came out with a glass of water for Ashish and sat next to him.

“What happened?” asked Shweta.

“Not feeling well?” asked Shweta again when she did not get response from Ashish.

“Ya..leave me alone for sometime” said Ashish covering his head with his hands.

Shweta felt bad on hearing his reaction. Ashish never behaved that way with her. He would always share with her, if anything goes wrong. She wondered why is hiding about what went wrong.

“Ok, did you had lunch?” asked Shweta.

“No” said Ashish.

“Ok, I will serve lunch for you” said Shweta and got up.

“I said no…did I ask u to bring lunch?” yelled Ashish.

Shweta was shocked looking at Ashish’s temper and her joy of pregnancy vanished. She could not brace herself up to tell the news to Ashish seeing his foul mood. They both were silent for a while.

“I am sorry sweety” said Ashish breaking the silence after a while, feeling bad for yelling at his wife.

Shweta felt little reassured now and thought it’s time to share the news which will pep up Ashish’s mood.

She came back and sat besides Ashish and took his hand in hers.

“I have something very nice to tell you” started Shweta. Ashish looked at her questioningly.

“I guess I am pregnant” said Shweta with a sweet smile, holding Ashish’s hand tightly.

“What..are you sure?” asked Ashish with worried look.

“Yeah, my periods got delayed over a week. I did a pregnancy test in the morning and it clearly showed positive result. I can feel all the symptoms” said Shweta with excitement.

“Oh no” said Ashish covering his face with both hands again.

“I thought you would be happy!” said Shweta disappointed to see Ashish’s reaction.

Shweta turned her face on the other side and sulked for not getting proper response from Ashish.

“I am sorry again sweety” said Ashish slowly “there is something which even I need to tell you..but this is bad one”.

“Whats that?” asked Shweta her heart pounding.

“Today our company laid off its 100 employees and I am one among them!” sighed Ashish finally letting out the reason for his bad mood.

“What!” said Shweta disbelieving.

“How could that happen…you were one of their best employee” continued Shweta still in shock.

“Its all due to recession sweety. Our company is downsizing its work force. They have even removed many in top management. Moreover, they are considering only citizens or green card holders and I am on h1” said Ashish sadly.

“Oh no” said Shweta “What now then?”

“Hmmm.. Company is going to give me 3 months salary in advance. I have to look for another job in 30 days. If not, we will have to go back to India” said Ashish.

“But then what about our green card processing?” said Shweta with worried look.

“I guess that has gone into trash too!” said Ashish.

“Oh don’t worry darling. You will get another job easily” said Shweta holding Ashish’s hand again.

They were silent for another half an hour. They cannot believe that their American dream is coming to end so soon. They were hearing about recession since long time but they never thought that it would hit them so soon. They were even planning to buy a house but all that is going to become impossible now. They both wanted to settle in USA. They can’t imagine starting life again in India.

Within days Ashish became busy posting his resumes to different companies though he knew there are very dim chances of him getting job in this kind of market. There used to be very few calls but nothing substantial came up. Market was really bad and people were hiring mostly green card holders or citizens. His h1 also was getting expired by that month end.

By 3rd week, Ashish knew that its time they start packing their belongings and go back to India. Shweta had first appointment with ob/gyn and everything was well with her pregnancy. She was disappointed that this pregnancy news came in such bad time but that was the only thing which kept Shweta happy. By last week, they sold off all their furniture and their favorite SUV. Both Ashish and Shweta were depressed with the thought of going back to India after 6 long years. They had a huge friend circle in US and everybody was saddened and felt helpless to see them going back to India. Ashish lost both his parents 3 years before his marriage in an accident. His elder brother stopped any kind of contact with Ashish after some property issue. Shweta’s parents and siblings too cut off their relationship with her after she married Ashish in a registrar’s office 6 years back. Shweta tried her best to renew her relationship with her parents but they couldn’t forgive Shweta for marrying against their wishes. Whenever she used to call home, they used to disconnect her call soon after hearing her voice. There was nobody looking forward for their visit to India. Ashish had already decided that he won’t stop trying to come back to US and will again start his h1 processing soon after going back to India.
With the help of one of their friend in US, they got a flat for rent pretty soon in Mumbai. Ashish also had a job in hand in India for which he was easily selected through few telephonic interviews. The day they reached Mumbai, it was hot and humid. Shweta immediately felt sick as she came out of the airport. A teenaged boy came running to them and asked if he could help them with their luggage and get a taxi for them. Ashish felt happy with a helping hand and immediately agreed. That teenage boy immediately brought a taxi and helped Ashish to load the luggage. When job was done Ashish handed a 20 Rs note to the boy. Teenage boy stared at Ashish with amusement without taking the money out of his hand.

Rakh lo rakh lo” said Ashish insisting the boy to take money.

Saab bus 20Rs, you are coming from America and giving me 20Rs?” said the boy

Ashish felt taken aback “What do u mean by just 20rs! How much do u want?”

“20 dollars saab” said the boy with a smile.

“What…20 dollars!!” said Ashish angrily.

Chillate kyun ho saab…if u want to give..give ..otherwise leave…” said the boy arrogantly.

“I wont give u a penny!” fumed Ashish and got into the taxi.

Boy left the place uttering some bad words.

He was all the more angry when taxi waala charged 500Rs just from airport to santacruz. He started cursing about the corruption rate in India from the day one.
Two days after settling down, Ashish joined his new company. He soon observed that there were different groups in the office according to the language they speak and thus lot of politics. He missed his old office and colleagues and the office environment back in US.

Shweta felt lot of nauseated for first 2 weeks in India and then slowly recovered. She felt happy that she got full time maid, Radha, but she had to bear her non-stop talk throughout the day. After knowing that Shweta is pregnant, Radha took good care of her and sometimes used to cook for her too.

Getting gas connection and license was a big headache for Ashish. Everywhere he had to bribe. People in government offices were not courteous at all. For Ashish it seemed that its abnormal to follow rules in India. Though India changed a lot in terms of economy since last time he was in India but basic mentality remained same. Though big malls, multi storey’s have erupted throughout the city, sincerity has gone underground in the same rate.

One day Shweta felt restless and went out to buy some groceries. As she went out, she immediately felt uncomfortable. Guys were staring at her from top to bottom almost piercing through her top. Though she was 3 months pregnant but nobody could guess that. She cursed herself for not wearing a salwar suit. A guy even passed a nasty comment on her and she almost wanted to scream but kept quite. Later that night when Shweta narrated the incident that happened in the morning to Ashish and he started chuckling.

“My pregnant wife still looks so beautiful, how could the guys stop staring?” said Ashish sweetly.

“Shut up Ashish…I am serious” said Shweta agitated.

“Welcome to India, madam!” said Ashish taking Shweta in his arms.

“Now don’t wear jeans and your sexy tops while going out alone here” continued Ashish lovingly.

“hmmm..i hate living here” sighed Shweta.

“Me too..and you know what” said Ashish looking at Shweta.

“What?” said Shweta.

“I have talked to one of my friend in US who has his own company and he is ready to file my H1 in coming april” said Ashish.

“Oh really” asked Shweta delighted.

“Yes my dear wifey” said Ashish kissing Shweta.

“Thank God, its hell out here” said Shweta.

Ashish used to have lot of work pressure in the office. He had to go to office even on the weekends. And to top it all, he reached home late due to the heavy traffic. Shweta missed Ashish a lot in day to day life as spending a quality time together lessened.

Days passed by very slowly. Ashish was looking forward for april to come. Work in the office was ok and he made very few friends. Similarly Shweta hardly made any friends in her apartment as she was confident that she would go back to her own set of friends back in US. Then one day, an elderly couple, Mr and Mrs Gupta, moved in their opposite flat. Mrs Gupta seemed to be very kind and friendly but her constant interference annoyed Shweta. They had two sons and both were settled in US. She always used to boast about their son’s well being in US to Shweta which irritated her more. When Mrs Gupta came to know that Shweta and Ashish too lived in US before coming here, she annoyed them more by asking why they left such beautiful country. But even after all this Mrs Gupta used to give her motherly affection to Shweta during her pregnancy. She used to cook different nutritious food for Shweta without any hesitation.

Soon the month of April came and Ashish’s friend filed h1 visa for him. Both Ashish and Shweta prayed that their case should be selected in the H1 lottery. God answered their prayers and Ashish’s H1 file was selected in lottery and went for processing. As Ashish had good experience in US, he was sure there would be no problems whatsoever while processing. It was just a matter of few months and they would be flying back to their beloved country.

One day Shweta told Mrs Gupta that they have filed for US visa again and that if everything goes well, they will fly back to US. As soon as Shweta said this, smile on Mrs Gupta’s face vanished. She kept quiet for a minute and then said “we are going to miss you”.

“Aunty you can come and meet us whenever you guys come to US to meet your sons” said Shweta softly.

“Beta, its been 10 yrs since both my sons have left to US. They have never once called us. They came to India few times in between but stayed for 2-3 days at our house. That’s it. They are very busy people Shweta. If you come to India sometime, then don’t forget us” said Mrs Gupta sadly trying to stop her tears. Shweta for the first time felt sorry for her. She thought how life can be irony sometimes, here she is trying to mend her relationship with her parents but they are not interested, and here is Mrs Gupta who is so eager to see her kids but they don’t have time.

Time passed by and time for Shweta’s delivery came near. Last trimester was tough for Shweta, but with the support of Mrs Gupta and Radha, Shweta gained confidence. Shweta started her contractions in the middle of the night one day and Ashish rushed her to nearby hospital. Mr and Mrs Gupta too accompanied them.

By morning 5’o clock little princess Neha stepped into this world looking at her parents for the first time. Shweta and Ashish both cried, hugged, laughed like two small kids looking at their daughter. They laughed when Neha cried, and cried when Neha smiled. It was wonderful moment for both of them. Its been 3 years since they were waiting for this day. Ashish knew how much this moment meant for Shweta.

Mrs Gupta didn’t leave Shweta’s side for those 3 days. Shweta at times felt guilty for troubling Mrs Gupta but she felt at comfort whenever Mrs Gupta used to hold Shweta’s hand or just put her palm oh her head lovingly.

The day Ashish and Shweta arrived home with their little one, they got the news that Ashish’s h1b visa got approved. Ashish and Shweta were both elated with the news and thanked their new born, Neha for being so lucky for them. Ashish got an appointment for visa stamping on Dec 1st 08.

As time passed by Ashish and Shweta were totally engrossed with their new found parental status. Shweta used to capture every moment of her baby’s growth in her digital camera. Ashish was all the more happy as things were going smoothly as he thought. He even had a project ready to work on after going to US. Mr and Mrs Gupta enjoyed the company of Ashish and Shweta even more after the arrival of little Neha. Shweta used to introduce them as “Nana- Nani” whenever they used to come home to spend time with Neha.

When all things were going fine and their stamping day was just few days away, their world came to a standstill for next few days.

It was on 26th nov 08 when as usual Ashish went to office. He had an official meeting as well as party that day and informed Shweta that it would be late by the time he returns home so asked her not to wait for him for dinner. Around 5pm Ashish called Shweta.

“Hello Sweety, I am just about to leave” said Ashish.

“Oh you are coming home now?” asked Shweta

“No no. I mean i am going to meeting now. We all colleagues are going together” said Ashish.

“Oh ok. Where is the meeting by the way?”asked Shweta casually.

“Its at Taj hotel” said Ashish amidst chaos in the office.

“Oh ok..you carry on..your colleagues must be waiting” said Shweta hearing somebody calling him from behind.

“Ok..bye” said Ashish and they all left for the meeting.

Around 7pm Shweta heard her door bell ringing many a times. She ran and peeped from the door hole and saw Mrs Gupta standing there. She opened the door.

“Beta did you hear the news?” said Mrs Gupta with anxiety in her voice.

“What news aunty?”questioned Shweta.

“There have been terrorist attacks all over the city beta. Switch on the TV you will know “said Mrs Gupta.

Shweta hurriedly switches on the TV and changes the channel to local news. Mrs Gupta was right about the news. The news correspondent was talking on top of his voice about the attacks which made clear about the gravity of the situation. Suddenly the news correspondent announced that Hotel Taj is also among the places where terrorist attacked. Hearing that, Shweta gasped. Mrs Gupta who was sitting on the sofa while watching the news suddenly panicked when she saw Shweta who was almost freaked out.

“What happened beta?” said Mrs Gupta trying to shake Shweta.

“Aunty Ashish went to Hotel Taj for the meeting today” cried Shweta.

“Oh no..is it…but but..first find out…what if he already left the hotel” said Mrs Gupta comforting her.

Shweta hurriedly made a call to Ashish but it was switched off. Her heart started beating faster and she tried reaching his office landline number hoping somebody would give information but nobody answered the call. Then she went to her bedroom and frantically started searching through Ashish’s wardrobe to see is she can get hold of any of his colleague’s contact numbers. She cursed herself for never bothering to ask Ashish any of his colleague’s number in case of emergency. Mrs Gupta also came inside the bedroom to help Shweta. After a frantic search she got the number of Mr. Ranganathan, Ashish’s manager written somewhere in his official documents. She ran back to main hall to call that number but the line went busy. She kept redialing the number for another 15 minutes but the line was busy constantly. Her heart raced faster and then suddenly she realized Neha was crying in her room. She ran to the other bedroom and took Neha in her arms and cuddled her with tears rolling in her eyes.

After an hour her phone finally rang. Neha was asleep by the time. Shweta made Neha sleep back in her bed and went to pick up the call. Her hands were shaking as she lifted the fone.

“Hello is this Mrs Ashish Khurana?” said a voice on the other side of the phone.

“Yes” answered Shweta with a weak voice.

“Mrs Ashish, I am Ranganathan, Ashish’s manager” said Mr Ranganathan with a heavy south Indian accent.

“I have been trying to reach you…” said Shweta unable to complete her sentence.

“oh ok ok. Actually you must have already come to know about what happened in the city today?” said Mr Ranganathan hoping that the answer would be yes.

“Yes Mr Ranganathan, I came to know about it half an hour back..” said Shweta.

“See Mrs Ashish, to be frank I myself have no news about my team members which includes your husband till now. There were total 10 people from my team who went to the meeting today. I have tried contacting each and everybody but it seems everybody’s mobile number is switched off. …” and then Mr Ranganathan paused for a while “I have been trying to contact police about the same. I have even escalated the issue with our company’s chairman and other higher officials about the situation and they are also trying their best to assess the situation…” continued Mr Ranganathan “I will contact you again, once I receive some kind of information about my team members….aa Ashish” And then Mr Ranganatha paused again to listen Shweta’s gasp.

“Please madam, you don’t worry. Everything will be alright. Just be positive. Also don’t go out anywhere outside your home as the situation is very bad right now” said Ranganathan and paused again when he listened another call beep in his phone.

“Okay madam I will call you back again, I am getting a call on the other line, I think it is from our company chairman. Bye” and the call was over.

Mrs Gupta was just standing besides Shweta.

“What happened beta…is there any information?” asked Mrs Gupta worriedly, looking at Shweta’s pale face.

“No aunty. It was Ashish’s manager. They themselves have no news about them and said they will contact me again as soon as they know some news” said Shweta with tired and weak voice.

News about terrorism in Mumbai was blasting all over the various tv channels. There were no reports of any casualty yet. After a while Mr Gupta too joined them. All three were glued to TV with silence. They couldn’t believe the scale of the attacks happening in Mumbai. Every time there was a report of a new place where there have been bomb explosions. They felt helpless and lonely. Mrs Gupta decided to stay at Shweta’s house until there is some news from Ashish. She herself fed Neha when she got up and made her go sleep again singing a lullaby for her. Shweta was in no position to look after Neha and left her on Mrs Gupta’s care. By 12pm they realized Ashish is not going to return home that day but were happy there have been no bad reports from the hotel so far according to media news.

Mrs Gupta persuaded Shweta to have dinner but she refused and instead she went to her little daughter’s room and cuddled around her saying a silent prayer. Mrs Gupta settled herself on the sofa and Mr Gupta choose to sleep on the deewan in the hall. TV was not switched off but Mrs gupta lowered the sound a bit. She didn’t even turn off the light hoping Ashish would come back.

The night went by with a long wait. Shweta woke up with a heavy headache and her neck ached a bit as she slept in one position throughout the night without realizing. When she came out in the hall, she realized that Mr and Mrs Gupta, were still there at home. She could smell hot tea from the kitchen and somehow felt bit relaxed for the first time in past 12hrs to have Mr and Mrs Gupta’s company.

“Beta, while you were sleeping Mr Ranganathan called up, he asked u to call him back” said Mrs Gupta while giving her hot cup of tea.

“Oh, did he say anything more aunty?” asked Shweta with worried look again.

“no no..he said there is nothing to worry about but he just wanted to give you some information” said Mrs Gupta.

She dialed Mr Ranganathan number keeping her cup aside. After 3-4 rings Mr Ranganathan answered the call.

“Hello Mrs Ashish, ..a..aa..I was waiting for your call” said Mr Ranganathan. It seemed he didn’t sleep throughout the night and also he was talking from somewhere outside.

“What is it Mr Ranganathan? Did you get information?” said Shweta anxiously.

“Ya. Actually I came in touch with commander in chief, who is looking after this crisis and he said there are at least 300 people who are stuck up in the hotel. It might be possible that terrorists have kept them as hostages. Here people are trying their best to negotiate with them. They are hoping the crisis will be resolved by afternoon” said Mr Ranganathan slowly.

“uh..oh..can I come there?” said Shweta not knowing what else to say.

“No no. Please don’t come here. It’s not safe” insisted Mr Ranganathan.

After the call was over, Shweta for the first time felt the pain for the others too, not only for Ashish. She was wondering if kids were there too. As the news of the hostages flashed on the TV, Shweta imagined the scene as if they were tied and all kept in a room, that some might be in hiding. She was worried if they even had a chance to drink water.

As the word went out, other people from the apartment came visiting Shweta’s house and gave their wishes for his safe arrival. Lot of other colleagues of Ashish also called Shweta and asked her to be strong. It was already afternoon and she didn’t get any call from Mr. Ranganathan again. She was exhausted and sick. According to TV reports there wasn’t much progress. There was no sign of release of any of the hostages. She thought to herself that there was no point in calling Mr. Ranganathan anyway after seeing live reports on TV. She had tears in her eyes realizing it was already more than 24hrs since she saw Ashish. Neha had no inkling of what was going on, but she behaved like a good girl as if realizing she should not disturb her mother.

By evening 4’o clock there was reports that terrorists fired indiscriminately inside the Taj Hotel. There were also reports that few escaped from the hotel, that there was a bomb explosion in one of the floors of the hotel. Shweta’s eyes were already swollen by this time and she was holding tight with Mrs Gupta. She didn’t want to believe that Ashish might have been killed because she knew she would realize if something like that happened. She was more worried if Ashish was hurt.
In the night she tried calling Mr Ranganathan again but his fone was constantly busy. That day nobody ate anything. Neha was fed by Mrs Gupta herself. In the night around 11’o clock Shweta got call from Mr. Ranganathan.

“Hello” said Shweta meekly.

“Mrs Ashish, I am sorry, but there hasn’t been any news yet” said Mr. Ranganathan genuinely feeling sorry.

“oh..” said Shweta feeling good that there was no bad news at least.

“Please be strong, Mrs Ashish. I will pray that all my team members should return safely” said Mr. Ranganathan softly.

“ok…mmm..even I am praying for the same. Thanks for calling” said Shweta knowing that there is nothing more to talk.

Soon it was day three of terror. Reports were uglier by the morning. Lot of dead bodies was recovered from some floors of the hotel where anti-terrorist unit could go. Atleast 15 bodies were found and identified. Most of them were foreign nationals. Except for Taj Hotel all other places where attacks happened have been cleared out. Now, the whole nation’s concentration was focused on this hotel. Anti-terrorist unit was still combing each floor, room by room cautiously. According to reports due to fumes caused by bomb attack and as all lights were broken inside the hotel, it was becoming a difficult task for the unit to counter the attacks.

Shweta became restless by afternoon. She couldn’t stay at home. She wanted to go to the hotel and see what really was happening with her own eyes. She thought to herself that had she been there in place of Ashish, Ashish wouldn’t have sit at home waiting for her to come. She should go.

Mr.Ranganathan’s phone came and there wasn’t any difference in the news since last night. At around 4’o clock she decided that she has to go the site and asked Mrs Gupta to take care of her daughter. Mr and Mrs Gupta both were shocked by Shweta’s decision and begged her not to go as there is nothing she could do. They also feared for her safety as it was almost curfew like situation in the city but she didn’t heed to their words. Mr Gupta finally had to give in but said he will also go with her and will not let her go alone. Shweta didn’t say no and changed herself in a cotton salwar suit. She kissed Neha and hugged Mrs Gupta before leaving. She kept some snacks in her purse and a bottle of water in case she meets Ashish and he might be hungry. She was determined to come back home with Ashish.
Though hotel was just 45 mins drive from their home, it took almost 3hrs to reach the place by taxi. A large area around the hotel was sealed and there were small tents outside hotel where anti-terrorist unit were holding their crew. There were lot of media people, vans and other officers. It was chaos everywhere. Once there Shweta, didn’t understand where to go and what she could do. She could see few faces who like her seemed to have their people trapped in the building and media people were trying to take their interview. Some were talking in vain, some didn’t want to comment. Then in one corner she saw a lady sitting in the ground and praying.

She and Mr Gupta moved around to see if they can catch hold of some official to talk about the condition but it was too difficult to reach them. Smoke was coming out from many parts of the building and the building itself was drenched with water caused due to fire engines. From the far corner she could see few people carrying some bodies in the ambulances. Few were moving in the stretchers, few in wheel chairs. Media people standing there were giving different counts of people killed. It increased than what she heard last when she was at home. Just around then she felt somebody put a hand on her shoulder. She turned around with panic and there she saw a middle aged man around 50 yrs old with spectacles and pale face. For a moment she thought, he also might have somebody close inside the building and felt sorry.

“Are you Mrs Ashish?” asked the old man.

Shweta was little taken aback and said yes.

“Oh, I am Ranganathan madam” said Mr Ranganathan.

“Oh Mr. Ranganathan… hello…. mmm …how did u recognize me?” said Shweta recognizing the voice she has been in touch since last 2 days.

“Actually I called your home. Some woman took the call and she said you are here with her husband. She even told me what you were wearing. I even tried calling you on your mobile” said Mr Ranganathan.

Shweta checked her mobile and there were several missed calls, due to chaos she didn’t hear the ring.

For Shweta he looked as if he didn’t had sleep since last 2 days. She could see grown beard on his face and he looked tired.

“You should have not come here madam. There is nothing we can do. It is too dangerous for you” continued Mr Ranganathan kindly in a fatherly way. Shweta often heard about him from Ashish but never saw him.

“I just couldn’t stay at home Mr. Ranganathan. Ashish would have done the same had I been there instead of him” said Shweta pointing at the hotel and tears flew down her cheeks.

All this was noticed by a media spokes woman and she came running with her crew to ask why she was crying. Suddenly Shweta was surrounded with camera, mike and a lady asking all sorts ofquestions. She got panicked and got help from Mr.Ranganathan who shoo them away politely saying they don’t want to say anything to media.

He took them to one corner of the barricaded area where there was a small tent. He entered and invited both of them. She noticed that there was one small suitcase in one corner and a pair of clothes on top of it. A small bedding with a laptop on top of it.

“Whose tent is this” asked Shweta looking at Mr Ranganathan.

“Actually some of the police officials gave me this tent. I have been here since last 2days keeping in touch with anti-terrorist agents. I am trying my best whatever I can do. But there are many more people there. So far they couldn’t get any news about my team members” said Mr Ranganathan rather solemnly.
Shweta felt grateful for Mr Ranganathan for being so concerned about his colleagues but she didn’t want to thank him now until Ashish comes back safe. She just nodded and looked around the tent. Mr. Ranganathan gave them water to drink. She didn’t know what else to do. Mr Ranganathan and Mr Gupta both talked for a while about the situation about why it was taking time to nab the terrorists.

She just couldn’t come to believe that all this was real. She always used to hear about such news in TV but never ever cared about much. She now understood the kind of fear this kind of terrorist attacks carries with itself. Just around then she heard some loud shooting noises from the hotel. They all came out of the tent instantly and stood there looking at the hotel. They could hear the sounds more clear and there were lots of rounds fired though it was not clear who was firing it. The commotion which was there till then went silent and everybody there were looking at the building and trying to listen the sounds of the shooting. Shooting went on for another 20 minutes and stopped. After a while again the same chaos came back from the crowd, media people giving the latest news and a new set of ambulances coming towards the hotel.

Mr. Ranganathan asked them to stay inside the tent while he goes and tries to find some information. Shweta was almost tempted to go with him but decided that it may annoy him. Mr Gupta and Shweta both entered the tent again and sat silently. At around 8pm they called home and both talked to Mrs Gupta. Neha was already slept by that time and Mrs Gupta made her some food to eat before sleeping. She informed Shweta that Neha was behaving very well and didn’t cry at all. She asked them when they would come back for which Shweta didn’t give any certain answer and said they might be little late. She was determined not to go back home without Ashish but felt sorry for Mr Gupta. After the call was over, she asked Mr Gupta to go back home and that she will be alright. Mr Gupta smiled and said that his wife will kick him if she knows that he left her here. Shweta smiled a little and felt grateful again for Mr Gupta. She suddenly remembered her parents and felt sad that they don’t care about her at all. These two days have been more horrible for her had she didn’t had moral support from Mr and Mrs Gupta.

At around 9pm Mr Ranganathan returned to the tent. He noticed Mr Gupta was lying down on the bedding and Shweta was sitting on the other corner with her head leaning back waiting for some news. They both came back to their senses as they saw him. Mr Ranganathan looked more tired than what they saw last but it was the same case with everybody there. He said that more bodies have been found by police but none of the bodies belongs to his colleagues. Shweta just wondered that how a human being is referred to as “body” once he or she is dead. The mere thought of it overwhelmed her. Mr. Ranganathan insisted them to return home as there is nothing they can do here. He insisted many other family members from not coming here who were in same situation like Ashish but being their manager he felt he was responsible to be here. Mr Ranganathan was also feeling guilty at the same time because it was his idea to have the meeting at this hotel.

“I will not go back home without Ashish.. Mr Ranganathan” said Shweta somewhat stubbornly “am sorry about that”.

“Please madam, we don’t know how much more time it will take and it’s not safe for both of you here”.

“Its ok Mr Ranganathan..you are here…they all are just your colleagues..your team members..nothing else..but still you are here for them…there is my husband out there…I don’t have anybody else other than him and my daughter in this life…” said Shweta with depressed anxiety.

Mr Ranganathan didn’t have much idea about their personal life other than that they came from US recently and he liked Ashish for his work in office. He couldn’t argue much with Shweta. With that he said he will be back after sometime. After a while he came back with few bottles of mineral water and 2 packets of food. Shweta felt little embarrassed when she saw Mr Ranganathan had to go and get them food. She was in no mood to eat food but then that would offend Mr Ranganathan who took so much of effort to bring food from somewhere in this kind of situation and moreover Mr Gupta might be feeling hungry, he was old and she should think about him too. Shweta ate very little and Mr Gupta seemed to be hungry and he ate heartily thanking Ranganathan for taking the effort. After having food they stood outside for long time and talking to few people mostly who were media people about the situation. They said that 80% of the hotel has been cleared by the anti-terrorist agents and in another few hours this ordeal will be over. Shweta felt good hearing this thinking that Ashish will be soon with her; it’s just a matter of few hours. She still refused to believe that he might have been killed.

Soon it was past midnight and the whole ordeal entered into its 3rd day already. When there was no new news till 2 AM, Shweta and Mr. Gupta rested for a while inside the tent. They got up and came out of the tent around 6 a.m. They didn’t know where Mr Ranganathan was throughout the night while they were resting. He appeared before them after 7 am saying that few people were rescued but none of them were his team members. Shweta felt that crowd increased more than the previous day with more media crew. It was almost as some fair was going on, as she noticed lot of small tea stalls and other snack stalls installed overnight serving people there. At 10 am she called home again and talked to Mrs Gupta worrying about her daughter. Mrs Gupta said she was doing fine and was causing no trouble. She insisted Mr Gupta to go home again but he refused plainly.

People were increasingly impatient with terrorists still hiding inside the hotel for 3rd day straight. Nobody had clue why it was taking so much time to finish the task. While scanning the hotel from far corner where she was standing, Shweta noticed that at one corner there was a police van and few officers standing around. She noticed them for some time. They were all in black uniforms. They were laughing and seemed having no remorse about what was going. After watching them for a while, she couldn’t take it anymore, there were people inside the hotel fighting for their lives and here these people were laughing and smiling. While Mr Gupta was talking to somebody there Shweta sneaked past the barricades and walked towards the van. She patted on one of the officer’s shoulder from behind when other officers noticed her. The officer turned around to see her.

“Having fun?” asked Shweta sarcastically.

“Who are you madam, you are not supposed to be here?” asked the officer with concern.

“My husband is there in that hotel since last 3 days amongst those terrorists and you are all standing here and joking. Don’t you have any heart?” said Shweta angrily.

“See madam, you should not be here, this is restricted area, it’s not safe for you here. Please go back” said officer controlling his anger.

“Safe..safe my foot..when India has such officers like you..who take bribes at the drop of the hat..nobody is safe” said Shweta with agitation when others came near her to drag her off from there.

“Mind your language madam…we are working round the clock..its people like you who are delaying the process” said the officer finally letting off his anger while others tried to calm him down.

Shweta was then forcefully dragged off from there by other officers. Mr Gupta then noticed that Shweta was being dragged off by officers towards where he was standing. He rushed to her and asked what happened with heavy breath.

“Nothing” said Shweta getting all the more angry at the way officers dragged her.

“Why did you go there beta?” asked Mr Gupta softly.

“To give them lecture uncle..they are least bothered about what is happening inside..its been 3 days ..its ridiculous to see how they are handling this grim situation..they were standing there and making jokes..thats why I hate India uncle…I never wanted to come here..everybody here is corrupt and nobody feels the responsibility…” said Shweta with tears in her eyes.

“Beta calm down…I know what you are going through..believe in God…Ashish will return safely..have faith” said Mr Gupta patting her head softly.

After a while Mr Ranganathan came to know what happened from Mr Gupta and felt Shweta shouldn’t have spoken like that with officers as he knew many officers too lost their life in this battle. The real fault was with politicians.

The saga went on for few more hours when all of a sudden there was a big commotion in the crowd. There were rumours that all the terrorists in the hotel have been gunned down finally. It was nearly afternoon by the time this news came but nobody was yet allowed to come near the hotel. People were finally cheering and clapping around. Shweta and Mr. Gupta stood there silently waiting to hear something about Ashish and his other colleagues. Mr Ranganathan was as usual not around them and they were waiting for him to come with some confirmed news that the crisis is over. Around 1pm Mr. Ranganathan came to them with happy smile even though he looked very very tired. Shweta could already sense the good news looking at Mr. Ranganathan’s face.

“All are safe Mrs Ashish..all are safe..they all are taken to hospital..come along with me..you can meet Ashish there itself” said Mr Ranganathan happily hugging Mr Gupta.

“Why are they being taken to hospital?” said Shweta panicking if they have been hurt or worse have been hit by bullets.

“Oh..they were all are pretty shaken up…and week due to exhaustion..they will have some physical examination by doctors..i guess..thats it” said Mr Rangathan hurrying towards the tent to take his belongings. After a while all three hired a taxi and hurried towards the hospital. Behind them they could still hear sounds of ambulance and fire engines. While in the taxi, Shweta called Mrs Gupta and gave her the good news and said she will call back once she meets Ashish. Mr Ranganathan was calling families of all other team members and gave them the address of the hospital.

After reaching the hospital, they were directly taken to the trauma ward. Journalists and media crew were already there. After talking to one of the doctors there, they were directed to one of the rooms where all his team-members were there. As soon as everybody reached the room, there was silence. Shweta scanned around the room to see Ashish and there he was sitting in one corner of the room with IV attached to his hand. Shweta ran towards Ashish and others noticed their presence and there was murmur all around.

“Ashish” said Shweta falling on her knees to see Ashish whose head was bent down.

Ashish lift his face weakly to see Shweta and a line of tear went down his cheeks as he weakly got up to hug her.

“I knew nothing will happen to you..i knew” said Shweta amidst tears hugging Ashish tightly.

Meanwhile Mr Ranganathan was hugging and cheering each and every colleague of his happily and congratulating them. Mr Gupta too who didn’t know anybody other than Ashish hugged everybody and patting them all for being lucky and brave to come out of the worst terrorists attack ever happened. Finally he came to Ashish and hugged him with tears in his eyes. Everybody in the room was moved and there were tears of happiness all around. Slowly families of other members too came and the room was crowded soon. After all the medical formalities, which took nearly 2 hours, they were all given permission to go home and rest.

As Ashish , Shweta and Mr Gupta knocked their door, Mrs Gupta came out with a [i]silver thaali[/i] which had a small fire from camphor and she rotated the thaali in front of them with moist eyes. Ashish then bowed and touched Mrs Gupta's foot with respect. As he stood up, Mrs Gupta gently kissed him on his forhead. After entering home, he searched for Neha and grabbed her with both hand and kissed her. She gave him a sweet smile as if she was missing him too. Finally he was back with his family.

Mrs Gupta already prepared food for them. Ashish soon took shower and had very little to eat. He couldn’t eat more. He wanted to rest. Mr and Mrs Gupta finally went back to their home after four days of nightmare. As soon as they left, Ashish slipped into the bed taking Shweta and Neha along. Shweta was tired too. All three had sound sleep not knowing when it was already dawn.

Ashish was strangely silent since he came home. He was still in trauma. Their date of stamping was coming near and Ashish didn’t seem to bother about it. Shweta was worried about Ashish, at the same time she didn’t knew how to bring the subject of visa stamping which was on coming Monday. She knew Ashish was prepared with all the documents long time back. It was Friday that day. Ashish talked very little and office granted them leave for that day. Next day he was most of the time on phone making some enquiries which Shweta didn’t understand as he talked in very low tone. She hoped it was regarding Visa stamping. On Sunday he got a call from a stranger and Ashish listened while scribbling down something on a notepad. After the call was over, Ashish asked Shweta to get ready as they will be going out somewhere. Shweta was bit irritated as Ashish didn’t tell her any details about where they are going but didn’t dare to ask and got ready. After 15 mins they were on the roads to a destination which Shweta had no idea about. She tried asking Ashish about where they are going all of a sudden and he simply replied her to wait for a little while more and she will know eventually. After an hour they reached an old apartment complex. They both climbed two floors and reached a house where Ashish rang the door bell.

A young woman with a small baby opened the door. She looked pale and had sad eyes. Shweta was bit taken back when she looked at the woman who looked beautiful and had no idea why they were there.

“Namaste…mmm..is this Captain Ganesh’s home?” asked Ashish softly.

“yes..he is my husband..but…” saying this the woman’s eyes filled with tears and fell short of words.

“yes I know” helped Ashish with tenderness.

“I knew him. My name is Ashish and this is my wife” said Ashish gesturing towards Shweta.

“Can I come in for a while” continued Ashish.

The woman at the door didn’t say anything and gave them way to enter inside her home.

As they entered the house, Shweta saw few elderly people all in somber mood. Then her eyes fell on a big photo of a man in the centre of the hall with a garland across the frame. Shweta felt she saw the man somewhere and heart sank when she remembered him. It was the man she had an argument with recently at the Taj Hotel premises. Shweta was shocked to know he was no more and soon understand his name is Ganesh. She looked around to see Ashish. He was sitting uncomfortably in a chair. She too came to sit in a chair adjacent to Ashish’s. She wondered if Ashish knew about the incident that happened at the Taj hotel and that it was the reason why he was disturbed since few days.

The lady of the house came back with two glasses of water and sat in the opposite chair with lowered eyes.

Ashish moved uncomfortably in his chair and finally opened his mouth to speak which seemed a lifetime “i..i..owe my life to your husband. He lost his life while saving me” said Ashish with choking voice.

Shweta was paralyzed to hear this.

“While in the capitivity, I was freaked out. I tried to sneak away from there. I was too terrified. I didn’t want to die so soon. They were killing people mercilessly. But as I tried to escape, I was caught by one of the terrorists and he tried to shot me. But before he could do that, your husband came in between and killed him” said Ashish clutching his hands together and lowering his face not able to look at the lady who got widowed because of him.

“Then he looked at me with smiling face” Ashish tried to breath in as he tried to remember that smiling face of Ganesh which he can’t forget for life “and said I was lucky that he caught me before terrorists did anything bad” Ashish felt silent for a while before he could say anymore but he had to do this for the sake of Ganesh.
“Then he said that he promised you to take to movie that day because he knew that the mission would be over by that day. He also said that it was the first time he was taking you out for movie” said Ashish sobbing again. Tears came rolling down from Shweta’s eyes but she didn’t move to give holding hand to Ashish.

“Just then another terrorist came from nowhere and opened fire at both of us. Ganesh quickly covered me and killed him too but this time he wasn’t lucky. He had to give up his life. He died in my hands” paused Ashish while looking at the hands where Ganesh breathed his last breath. Ganesh’s widow stared at him to see the man whom her husband saw last before dying. There were only sounds of sobbing in the house.

Ashish again lowered his eyes and slowly moved his hands to his shirt pocket “ he asked me to give you this before……”resumed Ashish while taking out two movie tickets from his pocket and slowly got up from his chair and moved near Ganesh’s wife to give the tickets. Ganesh’s wife took the tickets with shaky hands and kissed the tickets with tears which never seemed to end.

“I am sorry” said Ashish finally letting out the guilt which had been with him since past few days. Shweta felt as guiltier and for the first time got up from her chair and came near Ganesh’s wife and took her hands in her hands and cried.

They were there for a long time before they returned for home. After returning home they were silent for a long time before Shweta broke the silence.

“Ashish, I have to tell you something” said Shweta softly.

Ashish looked at Shweta as if asking her to continue.

“I knew Ganesh too. Infact before you came to know” said Shweta with fresh tears again making a liner in her eyes.

Shweta narrated him about what happened on that day and cried feeling guilty like a child. Ashish didn’t say anything but took her in his arms. He knew he was more responsible for Ganesh’s death than anybody else. They both sat there crying, holding each other’s hands for long time and silently thanking Ganesh for giving them the new lease of life. That night both came to a decision.

On Monday, Ashish went to office and gave his resignation with 2 months of notice period as required. Later that night they had heartfelt dinner with Mr and Mrs Gupta at their home. In coming days Ashish became busy by making plans to be an entrepreneur. He pursued his dream of owning a business which took rust since long time due to dollar dream race. Shweta and Ashish who didn’t had any acquaintances before coming to India now has a bigger family which contained Mr and Mrs Gupta and Ganesh’s family. Ganesh’s wife Geeta didn’t had any animosity with Ashish as she knew Ganesh did his duty. She was proud of being Ganesh’s wife and liked Ashish’s family. As for Ashish, Ganesh’s sacrifice led him to believe that there is still hope in India.



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Terrorists wanted to bring fear with the gruesome attacks but little did they know that such attacks can never kill true human spirit.