Part 2
His head is pounding. RK groans and rubs his temple. He tries to move his arm but it's pinned down.
RK (thinking its Madhu on his arm): Madhu…
He stops midway to see an unknown woman using his arm as a pillow. Then it all comes crashing back to him. RK pulls his arm from under the woman's head and jumps up from bed. He picks up his discarded clothes and quickly wears them. Looking down at the bed, he cringes and rubs his temples again. His head is spinning and he needs to sit down but not on the bed. He can never touch or even look at his…no…their bed again without feeling remorse and shame. The bed must be discarded. It must be burned in the hopes of cindering the memories of his misdeed, his…adultery. RK walks over to his red couch, slumps down and covers his face.
His words to Madhu are reverberating in his mind. I will break your heart into so many tiny little pieces that you won't ever be able to mend it again. Their hearts are tied together and hurting her hurts him more. Breaking her heart is equal heartbreak for him. But her cavalier attitude HURTS. His Madhu? His Madhu wants a divorce from him? She promised to always love him and to be with him, in good times and bad. Her love for him was so weak that she is willing to give up on their marriage? Is her love so fickle that she easily fell in love…in love with another man? His sworn ENEMY? HIS DAMNED HALF-BROTHER?
RK was so angry when he saw Sultan's picture in THEIR room. How dare she try to hang up his picture as if he's worthy of any HONOR, LOVE AND RESPECT? Sultan is bloody gangster and he will be damned if his ugly face will grace THEIR sanctuary. The picture broke the last string keeping his rage in check. He just wanted to lash out at her in the worst possible way. His mind swam with copious amounts of whiskey and fury at Madhu. So he took up the offer for a "good time" by the young escort scoping for clients at the club.
RK does not want to feel guilty. Madhu's the one who wants to end their relationship. She's the one who wants a divorce. She even claims to love Sultan. Yet it still does not lessen the pain and guilt in his heart. He stands up in frustration. He wants to scream till he is hoarse. He wants to break everything in the room till he is satisfied they are all as broken as he is on the inside. He wants to drink away his pain and set the world on fire. He wants to be consumed in that fire to put an end to his suffering. But he can't and somehow, some way, he HAS TO SET THINGS RIGHT!
RK (runs his hand through his hair in frustration and mutters): What the hell do I do now? How can I win back my Madhu now? How can I erase Sultan out of her memory? How the hell do we get over and past…(looks angrily at the sleeping occupant on his bed)…my…indiscretion…my stupid, damned mistake?
As if on cue, the girl wakes up and stretches like a well fed cat.
Girl (whispers sultrily): Heyyy baby…What are you doing standing there? (Pats the space next to her) Join me. (Smiles cattily) Let's go for round 2 and (Purrs) I can really…really show you a good time.
RK (bites out): Get out!
Girl (frowns): But…
RK (snaps): I said…GET OUT!
Girl (stands up and walks seductively to RK): Babyy…why are you so tensed? (Reaches out to touch RK's shoulders) Come to mama…I'll give you a (winks) good message.
RK (shoves her hands away and shouts): Get dressed and PACK UP! GET THE HELL OUT OR I WILL KICK OUT YOU!
The girl finally got the message. She quickly dressed and runs out the room, past a shocked Bittuji. He just entered the room and noticed the girl's disheveled appearance and the crumpled bed sheet. He deduces that his Chief has just made a huge, irreversible mistake.
Bittuji (whispers in shock): Chief…?
He turns his back on Bittuji in shame. RK doesn't want him to know…to see…that he is slowly dying inside.
RK (snaps): Not now Bittuji.
Bittuji (a little angrily): But Chief…(stammers)…how…how…how could…you?
RK (yells): Bittuji! I said not now! For next time, what I do in MY BEDROOM IS ONLY MY BUSINESS? Understand? Or I'll have you PACKED UP!
Bittuji (yells back furiously): I am sorry Mr. Rishab Kundra but today I WILL SPEAK! How could you cheat on bhabiji? How could you betray her in such a despicable manner?
RK turns around, stalks toward Bittuji and towers over him menacingly.
RK: Your DEAREST BHABIJI wants divorce from (thumps his chest) ME! Not the other way around. She wants to be free from ME because she's in love with that…dead bas**rd! I didn't betray her Bittuji…she did!
Bittuji (laughs bitterly): For a man who claims to be very smart and clever, today you proved that you have a brain the size of pea!
RK (yells): Bittuji! You are this close to getting fired!
Bittuji (boldly): Fire Mr. Rishab Kundra. No…actually I QUIT! But before I go…you will hear me out! Bhabiji asked for divorce TO PROTECT YOU FROM SULTAN'S DEATH THREATS! He demanded that she end all relations with you in exchange for your life. She is even willing to sacrifice her SELF-RESPECT, DIGNITY, HONOR…HER LIFE so you can live! And (points at the bed and thunders) this is how you repay a Devi like my bhabiji?!?
Edited by Tainar - 10 years ago