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'Ladies and Gentle men I know u all must be enjoying our Khushi's unique umbrella wedding ,we r soon to have the phere so please do join us in mandap and bless the couple ' echoed the voice.
Rajlaxmi knew it was Shivani, the woman whom she thought was all out of her sons life. but no she was not . Rajlaxmi turned to face the stage. What she saw was a girl dressed in a green long skirt and yellow kurti ,her scarf tied round her hairs neatly done in a pony tail ..She looked so young,the age seemed to have no effect on the little thing which stood their straight her head held high and with a wide professional smile .For a moment Rajlaxmi thought it must not be shivani but the girls bright smile and confident gestures did confirm that she was the same Shivani she had been trying to keep her son away from.
'Hey Shivani ', came a deep voice and Shivani turned to answer the speaker. The warmth and cheer in his voice was always so heartening, so inspiring .His presence was like a soothing breeze that often blew away her sorrows and gave her hundred reasons to do better .
'Mr. Malik.U r here too!' exclaimed Shivani as she rushed to greet the man she so respected. Mr. Karan veer Malik was a tall man in his mid thirties,but his athletic body and youthful face made him look younger to his age. He was the most eligible bachelors in the rich city circles. She knew him very well as she had planned the weddings of most of his ex girl friends.
She had first met him while organizing for one of the weddings. She and her sister were struggling to set themselves as wedding planners.It was then they got the contract to plan the wedding for Sheetal Raheja.The girl was head over heels in love with Mr.Karanveer malik and had vowed not to tie the knot until Karanveer himself said no to her and attended her wedding.
Strange Shivani had thought .A girl calling her own boyfriend to attend her wedding, that too such a boyfriend who was already busy with some other girl.
'No I wont ', Sheetal had sobbed as she sat adamant in her bedroom with no intetions of getting dressed up.
Devyani Di had called her she still remembered her words 'Shivi this is our only chance to prove ourselves in rich circles of delhi but seems we will loose this too. Hhis girl will never marry'
'Don't worry di I wont loose this chance at any cost .i will bring her bloody boyfriend ', Shivani disconnected the phone and slipped it in her pocket. She drove her scooty with speed she always feared. Her scooty had banged into the Malik gates. The guard was surprised to see the girl who neither cared to come down her scooty nor did she care to take out her helmet which seemed too big for her head.
'Sir wont see u madam',the guard had replied placidly.
'Tere Sir ki aisi ki taisi barged Shivani and took the accelerator in full speed .the gate was half open and the sudden high speed of the scooty banged it ajar making the guard fall down in disbelief.
Shivani had never done bike stunts, infect she never drove scooty ,it was either her friend Mansi or her Devyani di but today she not only drove but drove it hard with full bang .Her scotty never stopped not till it drove past the stairs and reached the halls of Malik Mension. Old Mr. and Mrs Malik were surprised to see a depleting scooty and its rugged driver which sure was a girl but in a very different way.
Shivani had no time to waste and she came direct to the point neglecting the stunned parents.
'Pleas Mr. and Mrs. Malik just let me have ur son for few hours .
'What ?', the parents exclaimed in disbelief. They knew the
Casanova habits of their son and often lectured him to change ,due to which he
had controlled his habits and made sure none of his female fried turned up at home. They were stunned to
see a girl who had broken into their house ,damaging their good old door ,their
costly carpet mudded with the scooty mess and now the very same girl dared to
ask their permission to take away their son.The girl by no means looked like their
'Who the hell are u', Karanveer had bellowed. the deafening noice of vehicle crashing in had disturbed Karanveer who was having his peaceful sleep.
'Hello Mr. Karanveer Malik '. Shivani's reply was calm and professional just the way she always maintained while on work. She thrusted her hands into his reluctant hands and shacked vigorously
'I am Shivani, Shivani Sesodiya ,I am planning the wedding of ur girlfriend Sheetal'.
'Girlfriend!' The mouths of Mr. and Mrs Malik flew open in surprise. Poor parents looked at Karanveer and then at Shivani. The night was sure the most eventful night of their life .First they had a girl breaking in their house not on foot but on scooty and now their son had a strange girlfriend too
'Please Uncle Aunty don't panic ur son is as pure as our delhi municipality water .His girlfriend is very special she says she wont marry till ur son Karanveer attends her marriage. So I want ur son to be a good brother to his ex girlfriend and do fulfill her wishes.' The sarcasm in her words did take away the seriousness of the situations as Mr Vijayveer Malik ,father of Karanveer could not stop himself from smiling atbold Shivani who dared show their son his real worth Municipality water of Delhi
Karanveer knew not how to react as his fathers smile had suddenly lightened the mood .He looked at Shivani and her scooty which was already in wreck, all broken while having the tough ride on the stairs and banging with doors and gates.
'So u have come to take me on this khatara,' he pointed at the scooty ruins beside her.
'Well I think its still in working condition', said Shivani thoughtfully while observing her scooty.
Old Mr. and Mrs Malik plopped on the sofa nearby thankful that the girl did not had her scooty ride in their living room.
'Beta Karanveer take her in your car and get your foolish girlfriend married. We hope u make some smart girlfriend one day !.'
Old Mr and Mrs Malik retreated to their bedroom ordering servents to clear up the mess.But Mr. Malik was impressed by her audacity .He had turned to look at the girl once again . May be this girl is the right choice for my son .
Since then Mr and Mrs Malik had often met Shivani whom they called Jhansi ki raani and Karanveer too had developed a liking for shivani more then his fleeting girlfriends who changed at least once in a month. For Karanveer Shivani was the girl he would like to marry ,if only she said yes which he knew would be impossible as her breakup seemed to have taught her only one lesson , a big no to love and any emotion of its kind.
'So one more wedding on the way and so many lives destroyed again', laughed Karanveer
'I Am not at all surprised to see a shrewd businessman like u party in such a mass destruction', laughed Shivani
'Well I may be shrewd but not heartless Shivani' winked Karanveer
Shivani knew where the conversation was heading and decided to stop. She was well aware of Karanveers feelings about herself and had even clearified her stand but men are men they never give up trying! thought Shivani to herself.
'The proof of ur loving heart does reflect in number of ur girlfriends Mr. Karanveer, anyways join me in the mandap lets bless the couple'.
'Sure Shivani may be u change ur mind while blessing others and decide to bless me' winked Karanveer and headed to the mandap
Sahil sat in the bar sipping his favorite wine.He liked Mr. Chopras taste about wine, he had one of the best collections. Right since he decided to have his own company regarding manufacturing of glass decorative, his travels to metros and Europe had been most frequent. He had a taste for ethnic interior decorations and it reflected in his designs which were most unique and that's where his company got an edge. the decorative and designs manufactured by their company was latest in demands and adorned high society living rooms and exported to europe.But now his plans were to make them reach the real people. He had a gut feeling that once the Delhi deal was finalized with his new client sure his products would reach the masses.
He did not like attending marriage parties ,it reminded him
of his own failed marriage, the marriage
he had done in rush but with all love and true promices. He knew not what went
wrong and how it started worn out but
what he knew now was that he was surely not much in love now. He did miss Shivani ,she was the only
real women in his life who had the power to rule him. He did meet many tried
his best to be in a relationship but it all failed. He found himself so incapable
of loving another women. His mother rajlaxmi always came up with a new girl with hope he would
say yes to someone one day. But Shivani seemed to have created a void in him. he
tried his best to hate her the way his mother did.he tried his best to believe
what his mother said about her. But somewhere deep within he still yearned for
her love .He wanted to meet her at least once, to tell her how successful and
strong he was , all without her, that he
was a self made man and that he did not need her now.
The waiter came and informed that marriage ceremonies were over now and now it was time for vidaai and his cousin sister khushi wanted to see him. Sahil nodded and decided to present himself to his lovely cousin.
Shivani took a long breath of relief .At last the marriage was over and so much a success. She looked up in the sky it drizzled softly and rain drops felt soft on her face.it was cold but the joyous warmth of yet another successful marriage at her card made her feel warm and content.
Sahil made his way through the pathway avoiding the cold rain. he was late sure veedai must be over by now he thought to himself as he rushed through the garden which was lighted with neon night lamps .Suddenly he heard the clouds roar and there was darkness everywhere.
'Damn it , whats wrong with generator now !' came the voice out of darkness and then there was a crash. Something had come crushing down at him in the darkness .it felt cold and wet. its muffled voice brought the vague memories of somebody very close
'What the hell ?' the voice complained trying to get up .But then came crashing down again.
Its a girl for sure he thought as he felt her breast on his chest her body was cold but she did have good shapes. Strangely she felt good , she felt like something he knew so well.
'Sahil! ' the voice exclaimed and then came the roaring noise of generator and then the lights.
Sahil did not speak he just stared .He stared into the sharp eyes of a plain looking girl who somehow reached her solders with all her high heel. The girl drenched and cold her wet yellow kurti had taken the shape of her beautiful figure revealing her full bosom. That's how his Shivani was, a plain little thing with beautiful figure and intelligent mind. She still looked so same, young and strong yet so vulnerable in his arms. She was trying to get rid of the tangle her gold chain had so affectionately made with his watch .
Sahil tried to remember all the reasons to hate her but her intoxicating nearness seemed to fail all his intentions to resist her in garb of hatred.
He had been trying to forget her since past five years ,somehow he had started to succeed too but never knew his enforced success would be thwarted so easily with her one touch .
'So u r living ur dreams don't u'
'Yes !', she answered trying to be short and precise ignoring his piercing looks cutting deep into her skin.
'By the way how is your boyfriend'.
Shivani knew what Sahil was upto. They had never met since five years. But she was well aware how he had been fed with trail of rumors and foul words against her. She knew Rajlaxmi, the lady had been hell bent to separate her from her dear son .She did not exactly know who put the idea of boyfriend into his mind but sure it was her biggest armor to be away from him. She had decided not to make her love for Sahil weaken her decision to leave him.
'He is fine ,we are happy together', Shivani bit her lips as the words escaped her mouth. The lie seemed too much for her now .She was surprised at the calmness of her own voice. I act so good she thought to herself .
'Really!,'Sahil fumed with anger his fingers piercing deep in her arms. Her well composed words and accent irritated sahil.How can she be so unknown to the turmoil goning on inside him. He had thought she knew everything about him everything .But then how can she be so ignorant to his love .
'Sahil u r hurting me', Shivi yelped in pain while she tried hard to free herself
'And what about me Shivi' ,Sahil grunted his jaws clenched,
Sahil your mom loves u a lot ,she would have found best girl for u by now,
Her words seemed to have touched his weakest spot , his grip tightened ' My Mom ! ,I am not a child damn it ,I can choose my own girl and this time I wont do hasty mistakes'.
'Then do choose and let me go', cried Shivani .Tears rolled down her cheeks while she recklessly tried to free herself.
He somehow liked seeing Shivani in pain, it relived him so much. His years of pain eased as he saw her wincing in pain. She had made him regret the very feeling called love but now he did like the hatred he felt for her now .Be it love or hatred both felt so relieving when it came to Shivani the only women capable of generating extreme emotions in him , he just wanted Shivani to feel his passion. She had his passionate love once , now it was time to feel his passionate hatred too.
'By the way U still look so same ,so beautiful,' Sahil's voiced trailed away as his fingers moved on her skin making their way to her neckline and then down
'Sahil ', Shivani jerked his hands away .His fingers had already left marks on her,it hurt her so much. She knew, the Sahil who stood in front of her was not the same Sahil she had fell in love with. He was more of a man now whose ego was hurt by a woman he loved . She tried to escape but was pinned hard on the wall. She had never seen Sahil in such anger ,he had always been caring and tender, his harshness appalled her
'Sahil whats wrong with you' .Shivani sounded more confused then angry. She realized that she was totally stranger to the man she faced now, he was not at all the sahil she knew
'Nothing Wifey just thought to try my old thing ', ..His hands had already unraveled her hairs.She looked wide eyed as his hands moved down her slander waist.
'Sahil Stop'' her words were muffled .His lips had suddenly barged over hers and soon she was plunged into a forced kiss .He sucked her lips into his while his hands made their way inside her kurti ,exploring her her hidden parts so untouched since years. Of course it had all belonged to him and suddenly she felt no restrain in giving it to its rightful owner. She was lost in that blissful kiss giving herself and taking the man who always belonged to her.
But it all stopped abruptly , she heard the voices. Bidaai ceremony was over. People were returning .She suddenly felt cold now..Sahil felt embarrassed , it was certainly not at all a suitable place to barge his anger on his ex wife ,he had taken things too far. He saw people coming .He still held Shivani who herself was in shocked state trying to regain her wits. He dragged Shivani to the corner while she fumbled to button her kurti.
'Is everything alright a voice came from behind. Sahil and Shivani turned to look at the speaker .
'Karanveer!' Shivani gave a faint smile' Yes it is, just knocked into a stranger by chance. ' said Shivani trying hard to avoid the glares of Sahil
' You are so wet Shivani, come on change your clothes or u will catch cold said Karanveer with genuine concern. He offered his blazer to Shivani ,which she thankfully accepted He looked at Sahil questioningly who stood their smirking at Shivani's unsuccessful attempt to hide her embarrassment.
Sahil waved his hand to Anoop and made his way to the
hallway. He turned to give a parting look to Shivani. She flinched at his glare .Her throat went dry as she heard him say
'Be ready Miss Shivani,I promise , now on u will often knock into this stranger very often'
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wow shana di loved d updatethis cracked me up let me have u r son for few hours
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