I am opening a new thread, because the old one reached 146 pages, just a bit short of 150. Thank you for all your support.
I don't know when I will be updating. But I am targeting to finish this FF sooner than I originally planned for.
The old thread if any one is interested is:http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=740643Dust of the Dandelions'Legally
Copyrighted: The story and the name are copyrighted, only I have the
right to change the names of the characters, story, places etc and
publish it. Plagiarism of any kind, in parts or in its entirety is
strictly not permitted. The characters mentioned in this forum, do not
belong to the author, they belong to Ekta Kapoor and Balaji Telefilms.
The chapters are below.
Table of Contents
All: I apologize for updating this after so long. I would like to
dedicate this to all the readers who have been asking me to update for
so long. I am deeply sorry for making you wait, this is a bit lame
update, but this is the best I could do with all the work I have. Happy
mother's day every one! - Love, SR
Thorn In The Future
Walking through the future branches
I know not about the sharp excrescence on its plants
Not knowing about the various thorny shrubs
Makes me wonder how painful the thorny future buzz
But lying ahead is a shining morning on a thorny curb
Legs on the spiny protuberances blemishes
Just to get to the shining morning of my future premises
Where thorn of mercy, hapiness, and joy lays
Thorny future filled with opportunity and grace
But the thorn on the future path
causes sharp pain, irritation, discomfort bath
Causing irritation, annoyance, and burns
Letting out its anger, hatred and love
On the future path filled with thorns
Who knows if the shining morning ahead
have his own beaming thorns?
May be even sharper than the ones on its path and curb.
He arranged the single rose in the fluted vase on the breakfast
tray, coffee, eggs, toast and freshly squeezed orange juice and brought
it to the bed. She was still sleeping, the dark shadows under eyes very
telling to the world about her lack of sleep the previous night. He
didn't want to wake her up from her much needed sleep, but the flight
was in three hours, and they had packing to do, check out of the hotel
and drive to the airport. He carefully set the table on the nightstand
and sat on the bed, dipping it slightly. She immediately reached out
for him, her slender arms encircling his waist as she snuggled up to
him. He turned slightly to bend down and kiss her lightly on her
forehead. Her hair stood in curly wisps, surround her elfish face, he
tenderly pushed them to the side and kissed her again on the temple.
'Bani! We have to leave!' he whispered lovingly.
'No, we don't!' she snuggled deeper into his lap.
'Yes, we do! We have to go home for the today, Remember?' he reminded her with gentle firmness.
'Do we have to?' she sulked.
'Ranveer and Aparajit will be upset! They are coming from Mt.Abu
and Kolkata just for welcoming us. Don't you want to see Pallavi?' he
took her arms from around the waist and put them around his neck and
lifted her from the bed, so she lay half sitting and half leaning on
'Smell this!' he brought the steaming cup of Costa Rican coffee to
her nostrils, and the tempting smell made her open her still sleepy
eyes into wakefulness.
She sipped it as he brought the cup to her mouth and fed her.
'Will you be this nice to me after 25 years of marriage?' she leaned against his chest and smiled.
'I don't know!' He had a troubled expression on his face. 'My
father was nice to my mother initially, but it changed after a few
years'He wasn't very nice to my mother. They were married for 20 years
and he had multiple affairs. He had a baby within nine months of her
death. He was too busy to wish her on her birthdays, to come to my
school for special events, he didn't even show up for Jigyasa's wedding. I am my dad's son after all!' He said bitterly.
She sat up straight, her sleep dispersing rapidly. She opened her
eyes to look at him carefully. He had a pained expression on his face,
he seemed like the young teenager who had come to Ram Nagar almost two
'What's eating at you?' she asked carefully.
'I don't know'I guess I am mad at myself for yesterday!' he admitted with shame reddening his face.
At first, she wanted to pretend that she didn't understand him, but she was too honest to lie to him.
'Jai, what happened yesterday? You seemed like you were angry with me, and I didn't really understand why.' She bit her lip.
'I wasn't angry with you!' He laughed shortly. 'I was angry with
myself. I was jealous another guy touching you!' he grimaced. 'It's my
problem, my logical self was telling me, I am being unreasonable, but
absurd jealousy was making me insane.' He pushed her lightly to leave
She caught his waist with her arms and kept him sitting on the bed.
'I am not going to leave you, Jai! And you are not going to leave me.
You are not like your father, and I am not an enchantress who would
flit from one man to the other.'
The expression on his face remained aloof, scaring her a bit. 'Talk to me, Jai!'
'I am sorry, Bani! I am being an oaf. I don't even know why I am
bringing up all these things today, we are still on our honeymoon.' He
kissed her lightly on the temple and smiled gently.
'Jai, you took care of Jigyasa di and Nachiketh, I took care of Pia
and Rano; we have already been parents to our siblings, we went through
a lot in our lives, whatever comes our way, we can handle them.' She
tried to pacify him, but the fear and uncertainty remained like
'Dealing with Jigyasa and Nachiketh is not going to be easy, Bani!
They are so used to having me for themselves, they are not exactly
happy that I have married and I might have a family of my own.
Especially Nachiketh, he feels threatened that I might have my own
children and he will be thrown aside.' His finger traced her soft cheek
'Then we have to show him that he will have the same love and
affection, even after we have children, don't we?' Bani questioned him
with a confidence born out of naivety.
He nodded with a slight smile. She was so sweet and trusting.
'He is turning sixteen soon, I am buying him a car, a hummer for his birthday!'
'Isn't that a bit too much for a sixteen year old?' she asked with concern.
'He has been asking for it since he was thirteen.' He brushed off her concerns.
'Jai, you are spoiling him, he is too young for a car like
that, he can't even drive it until he is eighteen.' Bani questioned the
sanity of giving a powerful car like a hummer to a teenager.
'Nachiketh is my brother Bani, but I raised him like my own child,
his father died when he was barely walking, and his mother left him he
deserves everything he gets.' He brooked no arguments from her. 'Are
you going to get up and get ready, we have to leave soon. He extricated
himself from her arms and pushed her out of the bed.
She stared at him for a few seconds and let it go. She hoped that her husband knew what he was doing with Nachiketh.
They both felt sad at leaving Costa Rica, they had a great time
there and both of them knew it would be different when they got back
Nachiketh was sitting with a group of friends inside the pub,
drinking to the gills. His mother, Bernali had called him that morning,
telling him that from now on, he was going to take a backseat in Jai's
life now that he is married. It didn't help much when Jigyasa was
complaining to Maasi that Jai didn't call Sahil on his birthday.
Nachiketh disliked Bani immensely, the girl who took his brother's
affections from him so easily. What he couldn't figure out was Jai
going back on his promise that he would never marry.
Nattu took full advantage of Jai's love, affection and guilt. Jai
was always guilty about his work commitments and the lack of time he
had with his younger brother who had been left in his care. So Jai
overcompensated for not being there, by buying him expensive gifts and
taking him on overseas tours. While Jai had his business meetings,
Nattu was left to on his own with Jai's administrative assistants.
Jigyasa was busy with her club meetings, her small children to care
much for the boy. Nattu twisted Maasi and Daadi around his little
Nattu knew the pub owner and has been coming here with his friends
for the last year. He drank the mixed cocktail and stared broodingly at
his friends. Most of them were older, some in college and they all
liked him, rather they liked his money. He looked cynically at all of
them. Losers, all of them are sycophants who wanted some thing out of
him, they praised him and sucked his blood like leeches.
He was failing all his classes, and it was only a matter of time
before his older brother came to know about it. He even tried bribing
his teachers but some of them did not bite. Nattu felt a rage toward
the teachers, and he could hear his school psychologist writing notes
in his stupid notebook, 'Sociopath''lacking moral responsibility and
social conscience. His mouth twisted cynically. His brother would
probably be shocked to know his little brother had all the vices,
drinking, drugs, and girls. Lately, he felt anger; his anger was
mercurial, easy to rise, and uncontrollable. At times, he felt
depressed'his depression scared him more than his anger. He couldn't
understand why he can't feel happy like every one else. He wanted to
hit out at the world, especially people who came in his way, who tried
to understand him and help him.
His birthday was coming soon, and he wanted to go home. He tried to
put together a plan that got him out of the boarding school and back in
the house. The elite boarding school offered everything, sports,
education, and extra-curricular activities. The school was also bloody
strict, and they had kept him only because of Jai's long association
and generosity with the school. Nattu adored his brother and scared of
him at the same time.
He got up from the bar stool, a short boy with a fuzz on his face,
not particularly attractive, his frame not fully developed. He neither
had his brother's good looks nor his hardwork and perseverance. He felt
inadequate most of the time, his lack of good looks making him feel
unwanted and insecure. He hated the fact that his mother abandoned him,
forcing Jai to look after him. He hated Jigyasa for making him feel
like an outsider, taking him into her confidence only when she wanted
something out of him.
He took a last swig from the glass and summoned his older friend, Vinnie to take him home.
Pallavi stretched luxuriously, it was mother's day and Jeet made
her breakfast in bed, wishing her a 'Happy mother's day!' The man was
becoming a total maudlin. He was emotional and his over protectiveness
toward her was driving her crazy, but she forgave him. He was a sweet
man and she knew that he loved her a lot, and he loved the baby that
was going to come soon.
Since she was over thirty and she miscarried couple of times
before, the doctor had ordered her to be careful about the pregnancy,
and ever since, Jeet refused to let her do anything in the house,
pampering her and barely letting her out of the house. His family
spoiled her too, making her eat double servings of everything. Her
grand mother sent her foods that she loved as a child, snacks specially
made for her with the supervision of Saraswati Devi and fruits that are
from the inner jungles of Ram Nagar. She smiled happily. She hasn't
told Bani that she was going to be a mother yet. She was sure, Jai and
Bani would be happy for her.
Jeet reminded her that they need to go to Mumbai for since Bani and
Jai were coming back home. Since Bani didn't have a maternal home in
Mumbai, Aparajit and Ranveer decided to do have a party of the bride
coming back to the maternal home in Jeet's flat in Malabar Hills.
She got up and got ready, wearing a Bengali Kolkatta cotton sari
with a small border in blue and chocolate color combination, and donned
the same color bangles that Jeet loved so much. Her hair fell
luxuriously down on her waist, the shining raven sheen contrasting with
the glowing, golden yellow color of her skin.
When Jeet came and hugged her from behind and nuzzled her nape, she hugged him back, her happiness evident on her face.
'Are Rano and Pia coming with us?' she stared at him from the dresser mirror.
'Yes! They are. Pia is finishing her internship next month, she
wants to go and work in Mumbai, Rano wants to go there too, she is
looking for a job as well.' Jeet replied as he reached for the comb on
'I will miss them, I want them to be here with me.' Pallavi looked disappointed.
He combed his short hair and placed the comb back on the dresser
carefully. 'Palki, if you want to go and stay in Mumbai until the birth
of the baby, we can do it. I will move there and I can work from home.'
He knew it was going to be a struggle handling his business from a
distance, but for his wife, he was willing to do anything.
'You would do that for me?' she turned and laid a hand on his chest.
'Yes, I would!' he answered without hesitation.
'I will miss my home here, Jeet. And every one is so nice to me
here, I would like my nieces here, but I like the outdoors and garden
here. This is my home and the flat in Mumbai is nice, but it's not the
same.' She replied wistfully.
'We can buy a detached home, we can afford it!' Jeet pressured her.
'No!' she was adamant. 'I like it here, I want the baby to be born in your ancestral home.'
'I would like that too! I want the baby born in Kolkatta, and I
want her to be placed in the same baby cot that I used when I was a
little kid.' Aparajit had a dreamy look in his face.
She laughed. 'Her? Are you sure, it will be a her?'
'Yes, it's going to be a daughter, a son would be OK, but a daughter would be perfect!' he smiled softly.
'Dream on!' She pushed him out of the way.
'Well, let's discuss this on the way to the airport. I will tell
you all the reasons why it will be a girl.' He steered her out of the
room as they went downstairs.
Edited by Sheena_Row - 21 June 2008 at 2:04am