RECAP :
“Yes…ok then I will not be at the table during lunch…”
Ram held the back of his neck in frustration…. “Ok my Liege as you command…”He bowed….and Priya giggled…looking how he is following all her wishes…
PART 15
Walking down the paved path of the garden…they stepped into the morning chills which was mixed with the mild sunshine..announcing spring was not away…
Ram folded his hands across his chest while Priya was just playing with her chunni…it was surprising to him…he had been driving each and every day across these streets but never did he notice the beauty of it…
The clattering sound as the shutters of the shops went up….the group of school going kids…chatting with one another…He laughed at the guy…who walked out of Starbucks…howling over the phone stuck to his ears…smiled at the newspaper boy who was riding is cycle….then came across the flower shop which he never noticed…the old florist was arranging the bouques while her young assistant was sparing them…the fresh fragrance filled him….Priya picked up a bunch of orchids and smelled….they complimented her dress…the sight left a crescent smile on his lips…
Ram pulled out his wallet..and paid for the flowers…she mimed a soft thankyou again smiling the flowers….
Finally taking the turn around the corner they reached the market….she bought vegatables…spices.pack of spaghetti and some other required things…never had he been to a market..and was awed to the variety of all the things….specially the bell pepper…examined the three kinds…inquisitively…Priya was giggling at his amazement which was that of a child….He grinned showing his teeth…placing the pepper back to its place…
Ram carried the brown grocery bags as they walked back to Kapoor Mansion…She just could not think about Owner of Kapoor Industries…walking on the sidewalk…carring the grocery bag..relishing on the chocolate cone of icecream….not the usual Tycoon she met in the lift…but yes very appeling against the Mr.Cryptic…She smiled hugging the flowers even close to her…as she bit the apple…
Reaching the Mansion…they straight went to the kitchen..where Priya placed the flowers..in a vase…while Ram unloaded the bags on the kitchen counter…
“So we shall start” she looked straight at him….while he shrugged his shoulder “Okay”
She helped him get the spaghetti boil… “adding a hint of olive will make it taste it better..” but instead of passing the olive he passed him clove oil… She laughed hard…and he just stood rubbing the back if back of his neck..and mimed “sorry”
“Why don’t you do the easy stuff first…” she tried to be sympathic..but could not stop her giggle…
Placing the chopping board she gave him a hand full of black olives…He looked at the round black things..took the knife from its case…gulped down the lump taking a deep breath… “I can do it…” and looked at her…
She encouraged him to go forwards…indicating by her eyes…
He slid the blade into the small black olive…the first half cut into a perfect circle…his eyes..gleamed with the shine of victory…Never did he felt so happy..as much he felt now..
She patted on his shoulder for the success…the smile of his face filled her within..
The two resumed their work while she prepare the whole lunch Ram took his own sweet time to cut the olives…
Ram would be distracted each time she would cross him unintentionally to get the ingredients…her locks brushing is face..her hands rubbing against his…and the little smile they would exchange every now and then..
Ram finally finished chopping the olives…while Priya spread the sauce on the spaghetti…..she took the chopped olives and garnished them… “Lunch is ready…” displaying the dish and also the ice cream, he sheepishly looked at her scratching the side of his temple…. “You had to do all the work…”… “I loved spending the time with you…” she pushed one of the cherries into his mouth…
They ate in the out…sitting in the garden basking in the warm..sun…He enjoyed the taste of the food..mostly because it was cooked by her..He kept on praising the food… the small cherries that she diced to garnish the ice cream..also tasted heavenly…
Lunch was equally good as the breakfast…
While Jeffrey cleared the table..Ram and Priya thought of spending few more hours in the garden…
They stayed in the garden…in the swing…he laid his head in her lap….he talked..she listened..she talked he listened…as the clouds passed by…unknowingly..she was running her fingers through his hair…he was lost in the bliss of the moment..with the swing mirroring her hand…
But suddenly she stopped…he opened his eyes…looked at her..she was looking straight blankly…he raised his hands..snaked it between her hair.. “Hey what happened?”
Looking down at him..she smiled entangling his hair..in her fingers…she spoke in broken words because she knew..it may irk him… cautiously she started “Ram I want to know you…” and waited…
He twitched his face..his eyebrows joined “Want to know me…well you know who I am..what I do..and all those interviews..” his face relaxed and he chuckled…
“Yes know you…and not by what others say..but by what you will tell me…I want to know the childhood of Ram Kapoor and not the stories of Tycoon Ram Kapoor…I want to know how did the small Ram..spent his days..and not the Ram Kapoor who can take over a company by just a flick of his fingers….I want to know about your family….” Before she could complete he sat up…looking down at the grass…
There was a brief pause….
She looked searching at him… “Ram…” she tried to speak
He held her hand… “Come…”
He pulled her from the swing..headed towards his room….
As he entered the walk in wardrobe..he letting go off her hand…pulling out one of the drawers…turned towards her with a metallic key in his hands..
His eyes met with hers…she did not know what was waiting for her…May be these will answer some of her questions that he himself feared to answer…
Ram turned to his left and walked a few pace…
There was actually a door which she missed when she came here the first time…
He entered the key in the key hole turned it unlocking it….he then grabbed the knob…closed his eyes took and deep breath…and before turning the knob he looked at her…she was standing where he had left her.
Turning the knob he opened it door and mingled with the pitch black room…
She walked slowly towards the door….but saw nothing but black..until Ram turned on the light….
“This is what you wanted to know…” he looked at her who was now standing beside her…
It was a long room was like a cabinet…walls were adorned with pictures of his childhood…but the smile was fading away as the pictured proceeded…some of the pictures were missing....leaving patches against the dust on the wall….a cabinet full of trophies but the glass of it was smashed…
Priya surveyed the room at one corner of the room lay a broken stumps…she picked up the two pieces and looked at him….His face was clogged an unknown… irritation…but he was fighting hard to put up a smile…Ram walked up to her….taking the broken pieces in his hand he showed her the autograph of his cricket idol…
“This was my most prized possession….” He chuckled…
He explained her few of the stories related to the picture handing on the wall…showed her his toys which were dear to him till now…
Her eyes were just fixed on him listening to each of the words he spoke…trying to sink in all the things about him..trying to know the actual Ram…fishing for any clue to know what has been hurting him all the while…all she could notice… he was alone in all the pictures…just a couple of them his mother was with him…even though she had known he has a brother and a sister…
Ram’s Blackberry pinged….the beep sound broke her trance…
With the fake smile still lingering on his face… “You want to meet my family…” he asked raising his eyebrows…
She nodded a yes…
Guiding towards his bed he set the laptop….and connected to Skype…within a seconds the screen flashed an old lady…dressed exquisitely..grey hair…pearls adorned her hears and neck…
“Hello beta..how are you..?”
“I am fine Ma…but I want to you to meet Priya..”
“Oh she is the same girl you wanted to talk…about that day..”
Priya was shocked to know that Ram had mentioned about her to his mother….
She looked at Priya and smiled…
“Hello Priya…you are very beautiful…” she replied with an affectionate tone….
Looking back again to Ram.. “Ram she is really beautiful…and I am sorry I could not talk to you that day…was in the middle of an important event”
“It fine Ma…I can understand…where is Nuts?”
And came the youngest Kapoor jumping from the back of her mother…
“Hi Bhai….and oooo who is she…” Nuts pretended to whisper looking at Priya…
“She is Priya…and Priya she is Natasha my sister…”
The two ladies exchange a words of introduction…
“Good Bhai you called now we were about to leave in a while..”
“Yes I know I checked with Daniel before calling you…”
Then the other half of the screen flashed….Ram connected it to a group conversation…
On the other half it was Rishab…he was well dressed but for party mood….
“Priya meet Rishab my brother…though he parties 20 hours but also works 4hours…” and he chuckled…
“No Bhabhi..” Rishab protested…and all most everyones eyes pooped out at his choice of words… “I mean Priya Di….Bhai is lying….”
There was exchange of words among the three Kapoors and Priya for few minutes while Ram did not show much interest in interacting with them…he lay against the headrest…pretending to be dug in his BlackBerry…
As they logged out…Priya had a smile on her face….finally she met his family…but still confusion was lingering inside her….She looked back at him…he was still into is phone…slipping against him…she snaked her arms around his arms….resting her head against his shoulder…she spoke softly… “Thankyou”…
For the first time after the conversation he lifted his face…and smiled…. “I hope you are happy…” She replied with a soft affirmative nod…
“I will leave you to rest…have few office work to deal with…” he patted her palm…and kissed her hair…as he stood to leave…
to be continued...
“Yes…ok then I will not be at the table during lunch…”
Ram held the back of his neck in frustration…. “Ok my Liege as you command…”He bowed….and Priya giggled…looking how he is following all her wishes…
PART 15
Walking down the paved path of the garden…they stepped into the morning chills which was mixed with the mild sunshine..announcing spring was not away…
Ram folded his hands across his chest while Priya was just playing with her chunni…it was surprising to him…he had been driving each and every day across these streets but never did he notice the beauty of it…
The clattering sound as the shutters of the shops went up….the group of school going kids…chatting with one another…He laughed at the guy…who walked out of Starbucks…howling over the phone stuck to his ears…smiled at the newspaper boy who was riding is cycle….then came across the flower shop which he never noticed…the old florist was arranging the bouques while her young assistant was sparing them…the fresh fragrance filled him….Priya picked up a bunch of orchids and smelled….they complimented her dress…the sight left a crescent smile on his lips…
Ram pulled out his wallet..and paid for the flowers…she mimed a soft thankyou again smiling the flowers….
Finally taking the turn around the corner they reached the market….she bought vegatables…spices.pack of spaghetti and some other required things…never had he been to a market..and was awed to the variety of all the things….specially the bell pepper…examined the three kinds…inquisitively…Priya was giggling at his amazement which was that of a child….He grinned showing his teeth…placing the pepper back to its place…
Ram carried the brown grocery bags as they walked back to Kapoor Mansion…She just could not think about Owner of Kapoor Industries…walking on the sidewalk…carring the grocery bag..relishing on the chocolate cone of icecream….not the usual Tycoon she met in the lift…but yes very appeling against the Mr.Cryptic…She smiled hugging the flowers even close to her…as she bit the apple…
Reaching the Mansion…they straight went to the kitchen..where Priya placed the flowers..in a vase…while Ram unloaded the bags on the kitchen counter…
“So we shall start” she looked straight at him….while he shrugged his shoulder “Okay”
She helped him get the spaghetti boil… “adding a hint of olive will make it taste it better..” but instead of passing the olive he passed him clove oil… She laughed hard…and he just stood rubbing the back if back of his neck..and mimed “sorry”
“Why don’t you do the easy stuff first…” she tried to be sympathic..but could not stop her giggle…
Placing the chopping board she gave him a hand full of black olives…He looked at the round black things..took the knife from its case…gulped down the lump taking a deep breath… “I can do it…” and looked at her…
She encouraged him to go forwards…indicating by her eyes…
He slid the blade into the small black olive…the first half cut into a perfect circle…his eyes..gleamed with the shine of victory…Never did he felt so happy..as much he felt now..
She patted on his shoulder for the success…the smile of his face filled her within..
The two resumed their work while she prepare the whole lunch Ram took his own sweet time to cut the olives…
Ram would be distracted each time she would cross him unintentionally to get the ingredients…her locks brushing is face..her hands rubbing against his…and the little smile they would exchange every now and then..
Ram finally finished chopping the olives…while Priya spread the sauce on the spaghetti…..she took the chopped olives and garnished them… “Lunch is ready…” displaying the dish and also the ice cream, he sheepishly looked at her scratching the side of his temple…. “You had to do all the work…”… “I loved spending the time with you…” she pushed one of the cherries into his mouth…
They ate in the out…sitting in the garden basking in the warm..sun…He enjoyed the taste of the food..mostly because it was cooked by her..He kept on praising the food… the small cherries that she diced to garnish the ice cream..also tasted heavenly…
Lunch was equally good as the breakfast…
While Jeffrey cleared the table..Ram and Priya thought of spending few more hours in the garden…
They stayed in the garden…in the swing…he laid his head in her lap….he talked..she listened..she talked he listened…as the clouds passed by…unknowingly..she was running her fingers through his hair…he was lost in the bliss of the moment..with the swing mirroring her hand…
But suddenly she stopped…he opened his eyes…looked at her..she was looking straight blankly…he raised his hands..snaked it between her hair.. “Hey what happened?”
Looking down at him..she smiled entangling his hair..in her fingers…she spoke in broken words because she knew..it may irk him… cautiously she started “Ram I want to know you…” and waited…
He twitched his face..his eyebrows joined “Want to know me…well you know who I am..what I do..and all those interviews..” his face relaxed and he chuckled…
“Yes know you…and not by what others say..but by what you will tell me…I want to know the childhood of Ram Kapoor and not the stories of Tycoon Ram Kapoor…I want to know how did the small Ram..spent his days..and not the Ram Kapoor who can take over a company by just a flick of his fingers….I want to know about your family….” Before she could complete he sat up…looking down at the grass…
There was a brief pause….
She looked searching at him… “Ram…” she tried to speak
He held her hand… “Come…”
He pulled her from the swing..headed towards his room….
As he entered the walk in wardrobe..he letting go off her hand…pulling out one of the drawers…turned towards her with a metallic key in his hands..
His eyes met with hers…she did not know what was waiting for her…May be these will answer some of her questions that he himself feared to answer…
Ram turned to his left and walked a few pace…
There was actually a door which she missed when she came here the first time…
He entered the key in the key hole turned it unlocking it….he then grabbed the knob…closed his eyes took and deep breath…and before turning the knob he looked at her…she was standing where he had left her.
Turning the knob he opened it door and mingled with the pitch black room…
She walked slowly towards the door….but saw nothing but black..until Ram turned on the light….
“This is what you wanted to know…” he looked at her who was now standing beside her…
It was a long room was like a cabinet…walls were adorned with pictures of his childhood…but the smile was fading away as the pictured proceeded…some of the pictures were missing....leaving patches against the dust on the wall….a cabinet full of trophies but the glass of it was smashed…
Priya surveyed the room at one corner of the room lay a broken stumps…she picked up the two pieces and looked at him….His face was clogged an unknown… irritation…but he was fighting hard to put up a smile…Ram walked up to her….taking the broken pieces in his hand he showed her the autograph of his cricket idol…
“This was my most prized possession….” He chuckled…
He explained her few of the stories related to the picture handing on the wall…showed her his toys which were dear to him till now…
Her eyes were just fixed on him listening to each of the words he spoke…trying to sink in all the things about him..trying to know the actual Ram…fishing for any clue to know what has been hurting him all the while…all she could notice… he was alone in all the pictures…just a couple of them his mother was with him…even though she had known he has a brother and a sister…
Ram’s Blackberry pinged….the beep sound broke her trance…
With the fake smile still lingering on his face… “You want to meet my family…” he asked raising his eyebrows…
She nodded a yes…
Guiding towards his bed he set the laptop….and connected to Skype…within a seconds the screen flashed an old lady…dressed exquisitely..grey hair…pearls adorned her hears and neck…
“Hello beta..how are you..?”
“I am fine Ma…but I want to you to meet Priya..”
“Oh she is the same girl you wanted to talk…about that day..”
Priya was shocked to know that Ram had mentioned about her to his mother….
She looked at Priya and smiled…
“Hello Priya…you are very beautiful…” she replied with an affectionate tone….
Looking back again to Ram.. “Ram she is really beautiful…and I am sorry I could not talk to you that day…was in the middle of an important event”
“It fine Ma…I can understand…where is Nuts?”
And came the youngest Kapoor jumping from the back of her mother…
“Hi Bhai….and oooo who is she…” Nuts pretended to whisper looking at Priya…
“She is Priya…and Priya she is Natasha my sister…”
The two ladies exchange a words of introduction…
“Good Bhai you called now we were about to leave in a while..”
“Yes I know I checked with Daniel before calling you…”
Then the other half of the screen flashed….Ram connected it to a group conversation…
On the other half it was Rishab…he was well dressed but for party mood….
“Priya meet Rishab my brother…though he parties 20 hours but also works 4hours…” and he chuckled…
“No Bhabhi..” Rishab protested…and all most everyones eyes pooped out at his choice of words… “I mean Priya Di….Bhai is lying….”
There was exchange of words among the three Kapoors and Priya for few minutes while Ram did not show much interest in interacting with them…he lay against the headrest…pretending to be dug in his BlackBerry…
As they logged out…Priya had a smile on her face….finally she met his family…but still confusion was lingering inside her….She looked back at him…he was still into is phone…slipping against him…she snaked her arms around his arms….resting her head against his shoulder…she spoke softly… “Thankyou”…
For the first time after the conversation he lifted his face…and smiled…. “I hope you are happy…” She replied with a soft affirmative nod…
“I will leave you to rest…have few office work to deal with…” he patted her palm…and kissed her hair…as he stood to leave…
to be continued...
2 comments:
very nice
pls continue soon
Haha Rishab called her Bhabi :D
Interesting...
Why Ram behaves like this ?
update soon
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