"I object your honor", a tall man in his husky stern British
voice spoke capturing countless gazes, gazes that looked in the direction of
the voice that held so much power, as silence enveloped the Central Criminal
Court of London. "Mr. Peter needs to learn how to speak to women. His questions
are no where related to this case"
"I am sorry Mr. Vivan
but I think you are taking this really personally," the man with equal
confidence, but cunning eyes and sharp edged smirk opposed the rival in the same
black gown.
Vivan Verma, with confidence, faith and calm reflected in
his eyes looked at the opponent, not bothered to spare a word, grabbed a piece
of paper and presented in front of the Judge, shooting the stares that could
kill. "Your Honour, according to these reports Mr. Robert has been physically
and mentally harassing his wife for the past 6 months since their marriage. I
would like you to please study the reports and the decision is upon you. Thank
you".
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"Look at that handsome hunk", the girl in the red cocktail exclaimed,
squinting her eyes eying the man in a white polo shirt, caressing the fur of
her poodle who rested in her lap, looking out the window from the back seat.
Despite of the continuous uncomfortable stares coming from one direction he
chose to ignore the rich brat and rolled his eyes under his tinted Ray Bans, his
hold on the steering wheel growing firm in annoyance.
Unable to bear the ignorance of the man in the khaki JK Wrangler,
she moved on with her friends in frustration as he took a sigh of relief on the
sudden appearance of the green light. As the jeep passed by the Royal Botanic Garden, seeing little kids playing
on the fresh green grass it came to a
halt. He slammed the door in hurry and grabbing his Nikon came out, a
genuine smile flashed on his face as he removed the pair of tinted lenses and
hung them on the neck of his shirt.
In a few seconds he had captured the beautiful smiles, the
innocence in their doe like eyes, those little hands spread in the air, those
mini colorful dresses swirling like those dandelions that moved with the air.
He came out of his thoughts by the sudden ringing of his
cell phone. He walked a few steps away smiling at the kids to answer the phone
call.
"hello?" "Karan'my place in fifteen? Its urgent" the call
got disconnected leaving a shocked Karan with a vanished smile.
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She
raised an eyebrow and twitched her lip in disbelief. Watching as her sister
walked back and forth, hair tied up in what seemed like an effort of not even 5
minutes. Still in her pajamas, scrolling the page on her iPad, walking in her
room which resembled to a junk yard, flashing a smile on her natural pink lips
which talked of mischief.
"Are
you planning to start lecturing me anytime soon?" she said casually as she was
used to it every morning. Her elder sister who was giving plain but
disapproving looks, dressed formally yet chic with light curls of dark brown
and minimal make-up picking up the clothes gave Isha a piece of her mind
"seriously Isha grow up! Whose gonna say you're a Chartered Accountant! just
look at your room!" turning around pointing her hand in the direction of the
pile of unpaired socks. "put that away right now! If you go on facebook before
you clean this place I m so gona hack it and you know what I can do so don't
tempt me" she said in a stern tone. Laughing away at her sister's threat, "please
Mahi you know u cant give me threats me like this" she winked at her. Mahira knew this
girl wont change and continued folding her clothes. "by the way, who were you talking
to till 2am?" She asked suspiciously, with a spark in her eyes, using her
privilege and authority against Isha. Bitting her lower lip in delight,
expressing the fake seriousness she
played along "ohhh that' why are you interested in knowing hmph? you were
standing at my door ?"
Bringing
the artificial wrinkles of anger on her forehead, the elder sister and the
power of authority came alive in Mahira and she continued to express her
superiority.
"I am your sister, I have the right to know
everything. Chalo tell me who was he?" she sat on the bed beside Isha, budging
her to tell about the mysterious prince charming. Reflecting the serious
expression Isha pretended the matter was a serious one "wo'Mahi..ab main
kaise..batoon" sounding like a tragedy queen of the 60's
The
curiosity rising in Mahira, and somewhere in the corner a sense of alert
causing her smile to fade, she straightened up a bit.
"wo
actually'wo em..mera aik-"
Mahira immediately interrupted, "Isha?..."
touching her shoulder making her turn in concern, that she suddenly felt by her
sister's touch. "Mahi'don't be too sad..tumhe bhi mil jayega koi" trying to
lighten up the mood as she suddenly felt confused at her sister's dullness.
"isha!...batao mujhe??" Mahira said this time sounding more concerned and a
sense of firmness in her voice. "uff oh!
Aisa kuch nahi hai..i was just pulling your leg" she said finally being tired
of her sister's worried face.
"really?"
with a raised eye brow Mahira asked, trying one last time, just incase if her
sister is hiding something. "oh ho! You know you would be the first one I would
go to if and only IF there was such thing" trying to convince her over-worried
sister.
Not
being able to take another moment of depression, both looked at each other and
started laughing, not believing how serious they had become over such a trivial
matter.
"Who
will believe you are my sister?" she said resting her hand below her jaw
looking straight at her. "one of the best interior designers in town, and this
is the room of her sister? Unbelievable" sounding like a house inspection head,
she looked around the mess.
"best
interior designer??" she said letting out a chuckle, mocking her sister's self
praising.
"you
still have a lot to learn my dear sister" she said putting her arm around her,
sounding like one of the intellectuals of the older times.
"acha
madam'jaisa aap kahen" giving in to her sister Mahira grabbed her Guess bag and
got of the bed "got to go now, I have to go meet a client, but before I return
make sure im able to see the floor of this room" giving clear instructions of
to her sister she bid her, while Isha started folding the clothes obediently.
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"Umm I think we should try to keep this space empty as the
owner was planning to make this an extra seating area, so leave this up to me
and you can continue with the rest." She
explained the details to her co worker, who seemed to be listening very
intently.
"I will be going for lunch now so we can discuss it later"
she said with a smile. The next minute her phone rang, and excusing herself she
took the call. "Hey! How was the case?" curiosity and excitement clear in her
voice, eyes that expressed sharp shimmering sparks, that would captivate one's
gaze in a single glimpse.
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