Dis is a Fan Created Fiction: Chapter 02
He stood in da lift alone, staring up at da numbers light on da floors as da lift ascended
Da day had been very long and tiring
After da session, post lunch, da team had visited a nearby stable for hands on training.
He was exhausted. All he wanted to do was have a cool refreshing shower
grab sum dinner n sleep. Tomorrow was his flight bak home.
Bak to civilization he knew about.
He had declined da offer to attend a farewell soiree
by his boss who had accompanied him from India.
Cool refreshing shower brought on da one thot he had been trying to avoid last 3 days
thot of a secluded beach.
thot of calm breeze
thot of a vision in *WHITE*
thot of dat mystikal Damini.
sumone whom he was never going to meet again.
sumone whom he was never going to forget ever.
He shud have asked her contact details.
Ah, but such were da ways of fate.
The ding of da bell brought him out of his reverie.
2 ladies entered da lift. smiled at him. he tilted his head in acknowledgement and smiled back
one of dem asked da other lady, so tell me, what is that new perfume u r wearing.
Not dat he was listening into der conversation, but da reply made him look up at da ceiling
Elizabeth Taylors new signature line, *WHITE*
He entered his room almost ready to crash on da bed.
da temperature had been set to his choice.
The bed was crisply made
Soothing pipe music was playing in da room.
It was a scene perfect for lovers.
He noticed a bottle and 2 wine glasses on the side table.
He suddenly felt thirsty. not bothering to see wot it contained,
he was about to pour da liquid n gulp
His next action made him realise da room ceiling had a intricate carved design !!
coz da label on da bottle was *WHITE* Zinfandel
Suddenly he wished to be anywer else but in da room.
Taking a quick shower, he dressed up for da eve.
He was so going to attend dat farewell Party.
wer was it?? he thot as he checked his notes folder,
ah yes, D.C.in da NewZealand Bay.
he called a cab and gave da destination name to da driver.
Aap India se ho sir?? da driver asked wid uber excitement
da first hindi sentence in 10 days,Prithvi thot
Prithvi felt positive radiance shining on him even though it was 9 in da nite
maybe da upper gods wer showing sum signs to him...
Haan, aapko Hindi aati hai?? he replied wid a smile.
Sir me Mauritius se hoon. par me bollywood bada fan sir. me hindi thoda thoda. janta sir.
aapko NewZealand bay jana sir. me leke jaata.
Haan wo, koi D.C karke boat hai waha. Prithvi added
D.C sahab?? boat nahi paani pe Rajwada hai.
Rajwada?? Prithvi raised his eyebrow, a trademark action, wen his interest was piqued.
Sir... Rajwada ... Fort... humhara matlab. bahut bada jahaaz hai sir.
bahut achcha hai. aap lucky hai. naseebwalon ko D.C itne kareeb se dekhne milta sir.
Prithvi smiled at da driver.
Luck... yuP. perharps wid divine intervention , he cud sumhow see Damini jus once
before his flight left tomorrow at 11am.
he looked out of da window on da right towards da water,
noticing how huge da *MOON* looked
as it mirrored itself in da shiny water below
da cab zip zap zoomed around towards da bay
he gazed on da left side and da first fink he saw
were da huge billboards of GAP advertising
der new summer *WHITE* tshirts for Men Women and Kids.
Da cab ceiling paint was peeling off...!!
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No NO NO !!
she almost had an urge to stamp her feet n walk off like she did in her childhood
not dat she wud be asked to stand in a corner facing da wall in *Time Off*
she was all *Grown Up* now.
well one of us have to. and mah doctor has suggested dat i skip tonite
her dad whined, if a man of his age can be called a whiner.
Dad !! She is NOT a certified doc, u jus call mamma dat, wen u want an excuse
Damini, This is a big celebration. Once a year we get together for our NZ contacts.
since we go bak to India tomorrow, I have been advised rest before da long flight.
Being da next in charge, u shud represent da family tonite.
Her dad wasna hearing anyfink about her excuses.
Dad !! u alwaz have an excuse. Fine. i will go.
but dis is da last time i am covering for you.
she left in a huff to get ready, and didna notice da conspirational smile
dat was exchanged between her parents behind her bak.
Go away Go away Go away, she ordered for probably da 100th time in 3 days
even under da shower she pried open her eyes
to get rid of Prithvi's image dat was etched into da back of her eyelids.
She stood in fronto da mirror, dressed in an evening gown.
The label was famous for its simple yet stunning design.
Strapless, It wrapped around her seductively.
She lifted her hair off her neck on da left side n pinned it above her right ear
Da effect slided on her right shouder in a trail
leaving her left side vulnerable to view
she chose small antique diamond earring and a matching bracelet on her right wrist
da neck and left hand was left bare.
She looked a vision.
As she sat in da car and gave directions to her driver'
her thots drifted to a fisted hand and sunken toes 3 nights ago...
It was her last nite in NZ. She wud again return wid the family only next year.
She wished she wud get a glance of Prithvi again before she left da NZ shore tomorrow.
Da stars wer twinkling and she wished upon one of dem... from her heart...
As her car approached da destination,
da Twinkling sky above jus got *Mirrored* in da water below...
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20 min into da party he was bored.
Executives, Colleaguess, der overly dressed up fake wives,
der fake smiles, der hi falatun fake praise talks,
standing next to his boss, he tolerated dem all wid his own brand of fake smile.
A waiter passed carrying drinks. He picked up a glass and excused himself
He walked out to on da huge Yatch deck.
He walked towards da front. standing against da rail, glass in hand
he gazed out watching da moonlite shine its silvery glaze over da dark waters
Prithvi closed his eyes. She zoomed in focus
her lilting voice, her smile, her *WHITE*------
he stopped his train of thot and opened his eyes.
It felt like da temperature roze a couple of degrees wid his thots.
He dipped his left hand in his glass n plucked da floating icecube out.
Closed his eyes again felt da icecube melting in his hands
He started humming...
Yaad agar wo aaye, aise kate tanhayi
soone shehar me jaise bajne lage shehnayi
aana ho jaana ho kaisa bhi zamana ho
utre kabhi naa jo khumaar wo Hmmm hmmm hmmm...
Shokhiyon me ghola jaaye phulon ka shabaab
usme fir milayi jaaye thodi si sharaab
hoga yu NASHA jo tayyar wo------------
he stopped mid-sentence. feeling sumone at his bak, he turned
da icecube slipped outta his hand into his glass wid a splash
as he looked straight at da intruder
She stood der... in *WHITE*
*skorpion*
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