Shravan and Bunty were waiting in front of Mr.Ranjan Shastri's,(the Dean and principal of Doon school) office... they were fidgeting their thumbs and hoping the presentation goes well.. for afteral this was a major showcase event for their co..The secretary called them in and they entered the oak panelled office..It was like a shrine encased with books on huge shelf oneside, the walls lined with photograps depicting the history and the laurels the school was bestowed with... It was intimidating for them both..
Shravan liking his lips and swallowing his saliva greeted the Dean shastri...After exchanging pleasentaries he immersed himself in presenting how the Annual day can be conducted, how to rope in sponsors, how to organise the stalls selling tidbits and snacks etc etc..all within the budget of 1 lakh...Mr. shastri was very impressed and seeing Shravan he cldnt help himself comparing how much this young man resembled him in his heydays.. such a raw energy, enthusiasm and eagerness to face any new challenges thrown at him..He so so taken in that he said..Mr. Jaiswal do this the way you want, make it the best day ever for this school manage the whole event successfully and I'll give you a bonus of 50,000Rs .. Shravan was so happy, no estactic he wished he cld jump with joy there, but said with a serios expression(suppresing a smile) sir you will never regret choosing us for managing your annual day.. Its a promise from our Three idiots..
Mr. Shastri smiled beningly and ringed for his sec'ty to see Miss.Sharma in his office..Turning to Shravan he said.. Mr. Jaiswal of all the programmes on that day our highlight will be a fairy tale ballet.. i want it to be presented at the highest level.. its to be the Piece de resistance... and the talk of this town.. leave no stone unturned , use all your lights and sounds, for the ballet is written beautifully and will be choreographed by our own Miss .Sharma... you will now meet her... Meanwhile a phone came requiring Mr. shastri's attention... He excused himself and said Shravan my sec'ty will introduce you both.. plz feel free to discuss all the finer details..
hearing this Shravan and Bunty came out to meet Miss. Sharma..
Saachi being summoned by the dean walked slowly to his office. her mind was already thinking abt how to present this ballet and make it the best one ever...
Like a child savouring the taste of a deliciously melting chocolate in its mouth, she walked with dreams in her heart, but eyes focussed on her way..she swa some figures infront of the office and hurried her steps, turning towrds the long corridors..
Shravan's cellphone rang... Viren was frantic on shouting on the line... His voice was garbled and the line was cracking.... Shravan cldnt hear clearly.. turning to Bunty he said. arre yaar lagtha hai kuch gadbad hai office mein.. thum is sharma se milo.. explain karo aur wapas aajavo.. mujhe abhi jana hai.. teek hai.. sambal lo sab yahan...saying this he ran towards his bike..
when saachi reached the Dean's office she saw only one person... Bunty introduced himself and with the Sec'tys help they sat down ti discuss the nitty grittys of the show...
He was watching her riding the schooter back home from doon.. the ride between her home inthe outskirts of musoorie to the Doon school was hardly halfan hour.. but he always tailed her and watched her ride ,with her hair flowing in the wind and her face flused with the joy of riding....
He had placed the Bouquet and the card within it silently the other night.. he had entered her room thro' the open window.. seeing her sleep he wanted to caress her cheeks but turned away at the last min..
he had placed the lighted decoration on the branch, an easy task for him as he was adept at climbing trees.. he was smiling to see her shocked face but when she came back with a sleepy Shreya he had switched off the lights.. making her wonder whether it was a dream.. the box of chocolates in her draw was so easy to place after he had picked up the locks...afteral he cld do anything with adept and ease... this was only a childs play.....
He liked it this way , teasing her , building her anxiety and suspense and when the time was rt he wld strike.. she will not regret it... he will savour the moment... Licking his lips and smiling crookedly he rode back to his place after seein saachi reach her home....
he needed to plan his next move.....
Shravan returned home late in the evening....feeling very tired he thought over the events of the day... What started as beautiful morning with full of cheers ended up with problems to be faced the next day..Virens frantic phone call was the starting point... rushing back to the office from Shravan saw that Viren was arguing with the police, gesturing the courier guys over some consignments,speaking over the cell..All the same time... as soon as he saw Shravan he just dropped everthing and took himaside and vented his grouse..
Look Shravan this consigment of expensive focus and neon lights is broken, the police are threatening to file a case on us for not getting a prior permission to organise that show for vintage car rally, there is the dicrepancy in the check ammt Batia&co gave us and the bank realising it...
" mujhe bahut tension ho raha hai .. thum hi ise sab sambal lo.. After all Iam only good in numbers and figures.. thats why I look after the finance aspect of this Co. Bunty is good at executing the projects and handling our Manpower.. But you.. You are the guiness in marketing, organising executing the whole show.You are the fulcrum around which we rally.. Let me settle the Batia&co case.. you handle the police and the courier".. Hearing viren say all this Shravan said "arre yaar tension mat le ..sab teek ho gayega.. mein hoon na"
the rest of the Day went in correcting these problems and by the time mornin gave way to eve Shravan was tired to the core..
Thinkin abt all this now Shravan wondered whether he had made the rt decision to branch away from family business, but still the challenges this fledging LIGHTS,CAMREA,ACTION posed always invigourated him.. Rt now he needed to eat as he had missed his lunch.. tommorow he will see the higher police authorities and sort out his probs..
Wondering abt the who might be the Miss. Shrama, on whom the Dean had lavished so much praise, Shravan reminded himself to check with Bunty how it went at the school..
With a skip in his strides, feeling refresehed after a change Shravan jumped down the stairs 2 at atime.. he joined all others at the dinner table..
Nidhi was feeding her 6 month old son Apurva on ahigh chair,Savrav was trying to hold him from reaching over his plate.. Neetha and rajat seated on the opp side were discussing something abt their business trip..madhura was guiding the bawarchi to place food on the table...with dadhi and Pratap on the opp side at the head of the table, shravan joinedin their midst..
" kaisa laga aaj ka din. barqudhar" asked Pratap.. "teek hai papa, thoda problems hai par mein sambhal lunga" Madhura was happy to hear this confident reply.. har ma keliye apna baccha,shaayad kaisa bhi ho bahut pyara aur pasnad hai..she dosent see the follies or shortcomings in her children. she accepts them and lives with it.
Pratap.." shravan agar thum mera saath hotha tho yeisa kabhi nahin hotha.. mein aur thumhara dhono bhai hamesha thumhe guide karthen hein..Par thumne alag rasta chunna.. aur is baat par mujhe kush hai..phir bhi mein ...."
"Arre thum kyon use hamesha eisa thang karthen ho"interjected Dhadi " woh zindhagi ki har mushkilon aur challenges ko kaisa face karna hai,woh karenge..seekenge aur use kaamiyaab bhi honge.. mujhe pura viswas hai Shravan par haan"
Every father sees his childhood in his son..he wants to mirror his suceess with his son's. he wants him to grow up and follow his way.. Its how a father is proud of his Son.. Pratap was happy that shravan had chosen a diff line, facing all the challenges, stumbling and balancing his foot in this venture.. He was a litte bit Pround that His son had succeded thus far.. but still like all fathers he didnt want Shravan to grow out of his shadow, he wanted be his mentor and guide... a conflicting emotion every father has when his child moves away to chart its own destiny..
Saachi who had come back from school, that evening was relaxing with her friend and neighbour Rajsri, who was doing her IAS training... the 2 old friends were catching up with the latest gupshup, when shreya and her Bhabi joined them..two ladies are enough to keep the gossip mills going, but when four of them are together ; The Lord help others
"so tell me Saachi; whos this silent admirer of yours; bouquet, card, cholocates,festoon what lenghts he goes to impress you, I wish my friend too surprise me like this." said Rajshri.. Saachi with a hurt and slightly alarmed feeling said in a small voice " Rajshri yeh sab masak nahi hai. how can anyone access my personal draw and come to my room.. mujhe koi boyfriend ya admirer bhi nahi hai.. mein aur mera kaam, aur is parivaar ke bina mujhe koi chintha bhi nahi hai.. khon hai yeh aadhmi.. jo mujhe bahut parishaan karraha hai.. ghar pe aap log ke bina kisi kho bhi is vishay mein kuch nahi jantha hai.. mein kya karun?.. mujhe bahut darr lagraha hai.." with her eyes in tears she expressed her uneasiness and unhappiness to them..
"Saachi fikr math karo.. mein help karungi.. hum ek upay sochenge aur come what may hum police mein bhi ek FIR file karenge.. teek hai.. aab aansoon pooch aur chalo hum bahar goomen ge..."
Somewhat mollified by Rajshri's words Saachi and others went out to enjoy themselves...
Shravan and his brother Savrav had come out shopping that evening. Normally Shravan hated shopping, but today his brother wanted a much earned break from his office and taking care of an infant..
A baby in a house is not only a bundle of Joy,But for every married couple, the very meaning of existence in life changes with its arrival...It fills a big void for those whose life is shallow.. It brings colour to life that was previously black and white.. it brings out smiles on ones face, which is the rainbow of ones emotions; it brings tears to ones eyes, which are the raindrops of ones soul..
Savrav though enjoying this feeling of fatherhood wanted to get away from changing diapers, feeding and non stop crying of his son for once.. so he tagged Shravan along with him..After buying some things they came across an icecream parlour... "Chalo lets eat ice cream" said savrav.. ..."No Bhaiya you go ahead and eat, I'll wait here for you" saying this Shravan watched his bro enter the shop... He then glanced casually inside the Parlour and saw a few people enjoying themselves there...
Then a vision in Pink hit him... his eyes stared at the sight before him... A girl of abt 22 23 yrs eating icecream like a child.. With dribbling,melting wonder on her small mouth, licking its trail and careful not to spill any on her dress or hand she was picture to be clicked,a child to be smiled at,portrait to be desired...Shravan cldnt help himself gazing at her... wow can someone eat icecream like this and evoke such a response...
Savrav coming out of the shop broke into his reverie.." kya hua yeisa kya dekh rahahai.. chalo ghar chalen.. mein ek family pack kareedha, sab enjoy karenge.. chalo.."Haaan haaan Bhaiyaa... ice... creammmmm"shravan mumbled and cldnt help himself to tear away from the place... 'Arre chalo na dher horaha hai" his bro's voice sounded distant and strange... finally with repeated glance at the parlour Shravan headed back home like a puppy on leash following its master