Friday, 19 June 2015

RAYA SS : My Wedding Planner Part 10

 RECAP :

“Yes come in,” a maid entered the room.
Ram removed his hand and moved back.
 
                  
“He wants to see Priyaa,” she bowed a little.
 
                  
“Okay , we are on our way,” Priya nodded and left.
 
                  
“Well, then get ready and we shall meet him,” saying that Ram left the room.

PART 10

Ram sat under the umbrella on the chair waiting for Priya and her dadu. The table was placed nearby lake surrounded by trees. It’s very cool atmosphere. He doesn’t know what will happen today, what her dadu will talk to Priya? He has been close to him since he was 5 years. He called him as his daddu since Ram doesn’t have any living Grandfather.


                 
 He saw someone approaching towards him, and then realized it was Priya. She wore a long white anarkali suit. Her hair was loose and she is trying to clear her hair from her face.

                 
She was looking beautiful even in her simple this clothing. The way she talked few minutes before to him, Ram understood that she doesn’t hope much from this conversation. But still she is ready to face it. When Priya finally approached him, Ram stood and drawn a chair for her. She sat and thanked him. She pours the coffee for both and gave it to Ram. He liked it. Priya always knows what Ram likes.

                 
She drank her coffee and prepares herself to meet her dadu. She heard from Ram that he is a nice old man but may be he won’t like her. Priya prepared herself to face him and what to talk to him. Ever since she was a child, she always wanted to have a Grandpa, who can tell her bedtime stories, who can teach her their principles . Her friends used to have their own dadu and she began to feel jealous of them.

                 
Pushing her thoughts to back, she ended her coffee and them she saw her dadu for the first time. He was old man wearing white Kurta and Pajama. He wore a blue hat and walked with the help of a stick. He have same feature of his father and also the same charming smile. When he approached them, they stood.

                 
“Please sit down. The old man had a lot of respect,” his voice had a hint of happiness.

                 
Priya and Ram smiled at him and sat. Priya’s dadu sat next to her and remained silent for fewcouple of minutes.

                 
“Okay then let me see you clearly, young lady,” he turned to Priya and started looking at her. She sat their silently giving him time to look at him.

                 
“What’s your name you told me?” he asked her firmly.

                 
“It’s Priya sir,”

                 
“Well, what do you do?”

                 
“I am an archaeologist sir. Waiting for the research time,”

                 
“Interesting. Your Papa encouraged you,” there is a hint of curiosity in this.

                 
“Yes, very much,” Priya felt proud at that moment.

                 
“Hmm,” he looked at Ram and then again to Priya, “care to  walk while we talk. I will get my morning walk also ,”

                 
Priya stood up along with him. Ram began to stand but he made him sit. They walked through the garden and along the lake. It was a her dadu's private garden with all the natural surroundings. Early morning birds chirping their songs making it peaceful.

                 
“So, what did you Papa encourage?” dadu asked Priya suddenly while walking along the lake.

                 
“Papa encouraged with lots of things. Paapa gave me the freedom of going everything.”

                 
“And your mother,”

                 
“Maa always believes in my father’s words. She too encouraged me,”

                 
“Your Papa didn’t mentioned about us,” at that moment Priya saw anger in his eyes/

                 
“No, never,” Priya replied slowly.

                 
“You never tired,” he asked with curiosity.

                 
“I asked Papa many times. But Papa refused to answer me,”
“Thought so,” Dadu sighed,” When did you come to know about me?”

                 
“When Ram’s mom told me about you,”

                 
“So your papa didn’t mind telling about me,” he grew anger.

                 
“May be waited for right time,”

                 
“Tell more about your Papa. What is doing now-a-days?”

                 
“My Papa is a great person. Papa loved his family. He loved me, maa. He established his career as a hotel-business person. Papa had great contacts and good name in society,”

                 
“Hmm he is living happily,”

                 
“Yes, with peace,” a small tear came out of Her eyes. It’s been two years and she never wanted to talk about it to anyone. Priya blamed for it. She still remembers the dreadful day when they died. Remember about them again and telling about them to anyone is more painful. A small tear gradually grew into more and more tears.

                 
She heard her dadu mumbling angrily and looking angrily. Her dadu didn’t saw her crying. dadu was in his own world. He heard the sobbing and turned to look at her crying.

                 
 “Why are you crying? It should be us crying, when he left us.” dadu yelled at Priya angrily.

                 
“Grandpa,” Ram yelled. Ram was standing at a distance to them. Ram ran to Priya and wrapped his hand around her shoulder. Priya didn’t move but kept on crying, looking at the ground.

                 
“Ram you don’t have any right to talk. Her Father made my life miserable and I don’t accept her as my Granddauther,” dadu said with voice filled with anger.

                 
“I don’t deserve to be anyone’s. papa left you when he was in my age. God gave me the punishment,” Priya wiped her tears and jerked Ram’s hand over her shoulder. Ram didn’t objected and let her go.

                 
“What punishment?” Dadu asked her suddenly.

                 
“Even Papa left me alone in this world. And I am sorry because it was because of me that Papa is not here right now. Or else my papa will be delightful to take me to you,” Priya yelled at him.

                 
“What do you mean he left?” dadu questioned her, this time it truly from his heart.

                 
Priya took a long deep breathe, “Your son and daughter-in-law were dead in a car accident two years ago.”

                 
Priya didn’t look at them. Without saying any other word, Priya wiped her tears and walked away from them.

                 
 *****

                 
“What do you think how he has taken it?” Priya asks Ram out of curiosity.

                 
“Well…. It will take time for him. But grandpa will be fine,”

                 
They were in the car headed back to the palace. She didn’t speak to her dadu before she left. She saw the look on his face when she mentioned about her Papa’s death. That sad and heart break look, meant that dadu still loved his son but hated him for leaving him. She closed her eyes and she could remember that dreadful day.

                 
“Papa, where you Papa?”

                 
“Hey meri gudia. What happened?”

                 
“Papa, I don’t like here Papa. Please come fast and take me away from here,”

                 
“Why? Did anyone hurt you?”

                 
“No Papa, I hate here Papa. I hate living in Jaipur. Please come RIGHT NOW.”

                 
If Priya hadn’t called him that day… they would have been with her right now. That was the most idiotic thing Priya ever done in her life with cost three lives- her parents, hers and Ram…
Only if Priya controlled herself and made her own choices….then she wouldn’t had regretted it now.
Flashback
                 
It is a perfect day, A day of promnight. Priya brought herself a new dress of this night. She brought a black long length dress with heart neckline. Although Ram already asked for prom, Priya is getting nervous. This day, she wants to a make it special…Special for both of them. Priya took a long breathe and dressed her hair.. She wore her dress and glanced at the mirror. She applied the makeup and waited patiently for Ram.

                 
Priya was ready that day to tell Ram that she loves him. They were in a long relationship, a relationship with no name. But that day Priya wanted to name it. She was ready to live her whole life along with him. Ayesha left her room for a fashion show. Priya felt relief that this day there will be no disturbance.

                 
The prom will start in one hour and Ram has to arrive by now. Priya has always been with Ram but at this minute she is eager to see how Ram will react watching her. May be… but somewhere in her heart Priya thought Ram feels the same.

                 
Priya heard the car door slam sound and came running to out. The bell rang and she neatly opened it hoping to see Ram. But it is Karan…

                 
“Oh my god, you look so beautiful,” Karan is wearing his tux and looking handsome. Karan looked shocked. Priya hides her disappointment. She wanted the first person to her was Ram. Then where is Ram?

                 
“Thanks,” Priya blushed and gave him why-are-you-here look.

                 
“Oh c’mon, can’t you come with me?” Karan smirked.  

                 
 She crossed her arms. Seeing her, Karan sighed,” okay fine, Ram got in some work, so he called me and ask to pick you Priya,”

                 
Why he is not coming? Ram didn’t say a word last night when she called him, not until one hour back when she again called him. But Karan is waiting for her. His pleading look made Priya to go with him.

                 
Priya smiled and locked her door. Once seated in car she asked him about Ram’s work.

                 
“I don’t know. Ram didn’t tell me,” he replied casually.

                 
“Oh!” Priya remained silent all over the drive. Her thought were filled with Ram and today was her big day.

                 
both reached the dance room. It is beautiful decorated with ribbons, flowers balloons and other stuffs. The lightening effects were great and there a spot red light on those who were dancing as couple. Priya sighed and took a long breath; suddenly Karan extended his hand towards hers.

                 
“Will you dancing with me?” Karan smirked.

                 
“Sure,” Priya smile and went along with him. Karan placed his hands over waist and dragged Priya closer to him. They were moving along with the soft music. His hands over her didn’t affect much but Karan is a great dancer.

                 
“You are a great dancer,” Priya whispered in his ears.

                 
“Thank you,” Karan smiled at her.

                 
“Tell me Karan, why don’t you have any gf ?” She asked him.

                 
“Well… I never found any one right yet,”

                 
“Waiting for someone special?”

                 
“Yup, thought of asking you but you seems to ahem ahem…”

                 
“Oh Karan you are such a…” Priya laughed at his flirt.
But her laughter suddenly dropped from her face. Priya saw at the centre of the room, Ram along with another girl, dancing together at such an intimacy.

                 
“…together,” she heard Karan telling something. Priya forced her eyes from Ram to Karan.

                 
“I am sorry, what were you saying,” Priya asked him apologetically.

                 
“You guys are great together. You guys are serious, right?” Karan asked her unexpectedly.

                 
“I don’t know. May be Ram’s not,” Priya stammered while forcing her eyes to Ram’s dancing girl.

                 
“Give him a chance…” Priya cut him off when she saw Ram and his girl walking away out.

                 
“Excuse me Karan, I will…” Priya left him there and followed them.

                 
They were walking towards the garden, which is always dark with large trees and wall. She could watch the girl leaning over Ram's shoulders and trying to impress him. Her foot made the sound of breaking of leaf and Priya quickly hide herself near the tree. When Priyaturned, she didn’t find ram and girl. She searched them and finally found them along the corner by tree. They were kissing passionately.

                 
“Oh Ram…” the girl moaned his name while kissing.

                 
Oh my god Ayeshaaaaa…. Priya thought. Tears were flowing and Priya ran from there. All the time she thought that may be Ram have some feeling towards her. Ram kissed her many times. She didn’t given him any chance to hook up. What is Ram trying to do? What Priya thought of him, is that all wrong? Priya thought Ram is the finest guy but no Ram turned out to be a player just like another guy. Priya won’t give him another chance to hurt her. She ran off from that place.

                 
Priya didn’t inform anyone. She ran to her apartment and felt the emptiness in her heart. Priya called her Papa that night.

                 
“Papa where you papa?” she cried.

                 
“Hey meri gudia. What happened?” her Papa sounded worried.

                 
“Papa, I don’t like here . Please come fast and take me away from here,”

                 
“Why? Did anyone hurt you?”

                 
“No Papa, I hate here Papa. I hate living in Jaipur. Please come RIGHT NOW.” Priya cried.

                 
“beta teri maa aur Main abhi aa rahe hai roo mat okay, don’t worry,”

                 
Priya cried and cried until her eyelids began heavy and she finally drifted to sleep.

                 
Someone is shaking her shoulder. She woke lazily and looked at the person. He is a guy in a uniform. Ayesha was along with them. They were talking something that she can’t understand.

                 
“Priya, there is an accident,” Ayesha said softly.

                 
“What…what accident?” Priya blinked her eyes.

                 
Ayesha hesitated to tell her,” your parents died in car accident, Priya,”

                 
Suddenly her world began to shatter down. All the people Priya loved had left her now and she is left alone in this world. When she heard the news, she didn’t cried. She lay on the floor, watching people as they brought the ambulance to her home. If only she didn’t called them….

                 
The car brakes smashed and it came to halt.
Flashback end

                 
“Why on earth are you crying?” Ram sounded irritated and concern.

                 
Priya opened her eyes and saw Ram staring at her. It’s dark outside and cool. She wiped her tears. She didn’t realize that he was there, near to her.
“It’s nothing,” Priya rolled her window and peeked out for fresh air. She heard the car door open. Ram was standing out with his coat taken out and his shirt rolled up to his elbow. Ram lit his cigar and leaned to the car. Priya wanted to go to him and threw that cigar from him. She hates it when Ram uses it.

                 
After few minutes, her side door opened and Ram commanded her to come out. Priya did as Ram said. She leans on her door and look aside to the road. Suddenly his hands were wrapped around her waist and pressed her hard against his big chest. Being in his arms, Priya is felt the comfort and was dying to kiss him.

                 
It was as if Ram read her mind, Ram leaned forward and kissed. Priya's lips parted for him and hands went straight in to his hair. Ram's hands were stroking her body.
Ram lifted his head only to travel down her throat and neck.

                 
“Raaaam” she whispered with a little groan.

                 
Ram couldn’t resist her and started kissing her urgently.

                 
“I want you, Priya. I love you,” Ram said these words while kissing her lips between each word.

1 comment:

Unknown said...

very nice
pls continue soon

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