Posted: 13 June 2007 at 6:30am | IP Logged
THE TURTLENECK GIRL:
The Khanna's had immigrated to the US 15 years ago, and settled in the New York area. They had lived in Westchester, an upper income suburb of the city for almost 10 years, till their tragic death in an accident five years ago. Their two sons, Kartik, 27 and Angad, 25, now live on the upper west side of Manhattan in a luxurious four-bedroom apartment. Kartik, who is an MBA, works as a young executive at a leading advertising agency in Manhattan, 'Creative Advertising.' He is very ambitious and is a workaholic; his goal is to one-day lead a company as a CEO. He is single and considered one of the most eligible bachelors in the Indian-American community of Greater New York.
Angad Khanna is the carefree, bratty brother with the I-don't-give-a-damn attitude. He recently joined his brother's company as a photographer. Angad has never been serious about anything- his school, college, career, or relationships. The only person he is close to is his brother, but everyone else is dispensable as far as he is concerned. The only reason he joined 'Creative Advertising,' was to appease his brother.
"Angad….you need to do something with your time man! You can't just party and have a good time all your life! Hey, you enjoy photography and traveling, don't you? We have an opening in our photography department, why don't you give it a shot?" Kartik insisted, when both the brothers were lounging on the balcony of their high-rise apartment, with a beer and nachos on a muggy, summery evening.
"Oh C'mon man! Kaam? That is so boring! I can't have a 8-5 job….you know how much I enjoy my freedom!" Angad whined as he sipped his beer.
"Angad….this job will have flexible hours, and above all you will be taking pictures of beautiful girls all day!" Kartik tried to make his offer more exciting.
"Girls?" Angad thought for a minute, "you are not kidding, uh? You are not going to make me take pictures of inanimate computers and TVs? Girls….models….supermodels? Hmmm….not bad! Ok, I will give it a shot!"
Angad was soon selected for the job, and in no time became the ace photographer of the company. Models and supermodels vied for his time-he could make anyone look beautiful with his lens! The company executives were pleased with Kartik's younger brother- he had magic in his hands; all top models wanted to sign up for their company now!
Angad, of course LOVED his job. He flirted openly with the models, dated them, pampered them with expensive gifts, brought them home to his brother's chagrin-in short, this was turning out to be a dream job for Angad! Kartik did not approve of the revolving door of girls at their apartment, but he kept quiet, as Angad's popularity had helped him gain recognition in the company also.
One day, Angad walked in to the apartment with an Indian girl. Kartik was munching on some chips and watching 'Ocean's Twelve' on their new plasma TV.
"Hey bro! You are home early!" Angad was surprised to see Kartik at home, as Kartik worked late most nights.
"Ya! I just needed a break!" Kartik saw the new Indian model in Angad's arms and cringed a little. He recognized the Indian face as "Mishti Sharma," a fresh face they had just hired to promote beauty products geared towards the growing ethnic population of the city. Kartik was a little disappointed that Angad had managed to 'hook' this girl too. He did not know why, but Kartik had a soft corner for girls from the Indian subcontinent; he felt protective towards them. He knew one day, he would want to settle down with a nice Indian-American girl; may be he wanted them to be left alone by guys like his brother!
"Bro…this is Mishti…..and Mishti, this is Kartik….you must have seen him around at work," Angad introduced the two of them.
Kartik got up to leave, but Mishti insisted, "Oh..please sit down….I would like to watch this movie too….is that OK Angad?"
Angad was disappointed, as he did not believe in wasting time watching movies, talking, hanging out together…..he just wanted women to have fun with him. He settled down on the couch with one arm around Mishti. Mishti and Kartik watched the movie intently; Angad decided to order some take-out, as he was getting bored. After the movie, the three of them settled in the balcony and ate the Chinese take-out.
As she was leaving, Mishti suggested, "Hey guys….my parents have a beach house in the Hamptons….would both of you want to accompany me this weekend?"
"Sure!" Angad jumped up with the suggestion.
"I have to go to Atlanta this weekend….but why don't both of you go ahead?" Kartik said.
"Sounds good! I will pick you up on Saturday morning Angad!" Mishti kissed Angad's cheek and said good-bye to both the brothers.
After she left, Kartik asked, "Angad….you are not serious about this girl…are you?"
Angad laughed, as he opened a beer can, "bro…..I can never be serious about any girl…don't worry….I am just having fun!"
"Angad….she seems like a nice girl…..don't hurt her feelings." Kartik said
"Ya right! You are so ignorant bro…..this girl is very chaalu….she is very ambitious…she is using me to reach to the top, just like I am using her to get on top of her!" he winked at his brother and settled in his favorite lounge chair.
Kartik just shook his head, 'tu kabhie nahin sudhrega…..kaash teri zindagi mein aisi ladki aaye jo tujhey pagal kar de…..I am dying to see that!"
Mishti picked Angad early Saturday morning and they drove to the beautiful East Hampton village area, where Mishti's affleunt parents, Dilip and Naina Sharma had a summer home. Dilip was an established realtor in the New York area. He had immigrated to the US, 9 years ago with his wife, Naina and two daughters, Mishti and Kripa when they were just 14 and 12 years old respectively. Dilip had started his own commercial real estate business soon after immigrating, and thanks to the recent real estate boom in NY, had done well for himself.
The beach home was walking distance from the beautiful East Long Island beach. It was a four-bedroom, one-story home with a beautiful large island-kitchen.
Angad was impressed with the house; it was very tastefully decorated, "wow…you guys have good taste," he said as he looked around.
"Yes…that is all my mom's doing…..she is very fond of interior decoration!" Mishti commented
As Angad walked around, he came across a smaller room in the back of the house, very different from the rest of the house. It was very plain, all white and with no color whatsoever! "Whose room is this?"
Mishti followed him, "Oh…this is my younger sister's room."
"She must be very boring!" Angad commented
"Oh..well…she is different!" Mishti did not elaborate anymore. She circled her arms around Angad, "wanna go for a swim?"
Angad smiled seductively at the thought, "sure!"
Mishti went to her room to change into a swimsuit. Angad settled in the guestroom and changed into swimming trunks. He was thirsty, and decided to get a drink from the kitchen. He strolled into the kitchen in his swimming trunks, and opened the refrigerator. As he was checking out the choices available to him, he heard the back door unlatch.
"AHHHHHH!!" there was a loud scream. He looked up from the refrigerator door, and saw a young petite girl in her early twenties, with hair tied up in a ponytail, thick rimmed glasses, white pants and a white full sleeved turtleneck standing at the door screaming at the top of her lungs!
….to be continued….
Edited by bheegi - 30 July 2007 at 6:38am