Threads of Silver (indefinite hold)

Media Frenzy

"He who controls the media, controls the mind of the public"

Breaking News: National Boxing Champion, Fateh Singh Virk proposes to girlfriend

"Today, another bachelor falls of the list and takes the plunge into a relationship. Yes! we are talking about none other than National Boxing Champion and son of MLA Khushbeer Singh Virk, Fateh Singh Virk" the news anchor excitedly yelled into the microphone. 

"Fateh Singh Virk was spotted getting down on one knee before a mystery woman yesterday. We tried getting in touch with the boxer for an interview but he remained unresponsive. We also tried getting an official statement from MLA Virk but he seemed unavailable to make any comment" the anchor continued.

"News365 is the first to bring this exclusive news to you and has also done a deep dive into the identity of his lady love. More on that after the break. For now we know that this decision breaks the hearts of millions of his female fans but News365 only wishes him the best for his new endeavour. Stay tuned as we reveal the identity of the woman who managed to not only steal but secure the heart of this exceptional young boxer. " 

Thankfully the over enthusiastic anchor with the fake smile that was plastered to her face the entire time disappears and an advert replaces her. Fateh was extremely close to breaking the TV if he had to listen to that reporter for a second longer. Her voice were like needles in his ears. But now that it was over...at least for the time being a new challenge had presented itself; his father. 

Fateh stood with his head hung low as his entire family now turned their heads away from the television and towards him. Fateh had already explained to his father and the entire family what the actual situation was but their anger only rose as they read and heard more of the news. 

Kushbeer Singh Virk like everyday had woken up early and made himself comfortable in the hall of the Virk mansion with the national newspaper in his hand. Today was no different, as he sipped his chai he opened the newspaper only to find that todays front page breaking news was his son. And it was nothing he could be proud of.

Fateh Singh Virk gets down on one knee  the headline read. This was enough to make the older Virk livid, and as he proceeded to read the article there was nothing but pure rage coursing through his veins as he demanded answers from his son. 

The morning had started out on a sour note for Fateh as well. He woke up to his father yelling his name before throwing the newspaper on his face while his mother tried to calm the older Virk down. 

"Yeh kya hai Fateh! Humme iske baare main puchna toh choddo bata na bhi zaroori nahi samjha? Ab humme apne bete ke zindagi main kya chal raha pata karne ke liye paper padhna padega!" His father yelled. The noise had attracted the entire family like moths drawn to a flame. After all, it was not everyday that Khushbeer yelled at his favourite son. 

Fateh who had managed to catch the flying newspaper that his father threw on his face had scanned through the article and was in a state of shock himself. The media had not only misconstrued what was happening in the picture but had also managed to create a full fledged story around it. 

Fateh's eyebrows drew together. Who must have clicked the picture? And who sent it to the press? 

"Bhut ban ke kya khadde ho? Bolo Fateh!" His father yelled pulling Fateh out of his trance. 

"Woh Papa actually..." Fateh began to narrate yesterdays entire happenings

It had so happened that after the performance he was desperate to talk to Jasmine. Amrik had very kindly told him that he could find her in the green room that was arranged for all performers. So that is where he went, determined to talk to her after a prep talk from his younger brother. 

Reciting what he planned to say in his head he entered the room. Since it was backstage it was pretty empty. Most performers had left but Amrik had insisted that Jasmine was still there. That is when he saw her. Her long hair swaying as she packed her bag. 

This was the best case scenario. This way he wouldn't have to see her face and could say whatever he wanted to, without becoming nervous. 

"Hi!" he said and she was about turn but he stopped her

"Nahi, nahi please ghumiye mat. Dekhiye if you turn around I won't be able to say what I want to so please don't turn around" 

Taking a deep breath he continued 

"At the risk of sounding creepy, from the first instance I saw you it felt like I found the one. You are extremely beautiful and I want to know you better...could we maybe go out for coffee sometime?" 

As soon as he finished he realised that in his nervousness he had dropped his wallet on the floor. As he knelt down to pick it up she turned around.

"Papa someone must have caught that moment on camera and sent it to the press. Otherwise there was nothing like that. The place is dimly lit and the photo blurry that is why the wallet is not clear but I was not proposing it only looks like that" 

Though his family believed him the media had blown this way out of proportion. Damage control seemed practically impossible. His phone wouldn't stop buzzing. There were several emails from media outlets, messages from heartbroken fans, congratulations from his friends and his social media practically blew up with excited fans asking questions and wishing him. 

"Papa upar se ... " Fateh added continuing his story 

What he realised when the woman finally turned around was that she was never Jasmine it was in fact the shadain!

"Tum!" The two of them yelled at each other pointing fingers of accusation 

"Yeh kya hai? Pehele badtameezi se baat karte ho, phir accident karte ho aur phir roadside romeo banke propose bhi karte ho? tumhara dimaag toh thik hai? ya tumhare paas dimaag hi nahi hai? Tumhara top floor khaali lagta hai! " 

"Tum kaha se aa gayi? Main toh kisi aur ke liye yeh sab kehe raha tha" 

"Really? Kisi aur ke liye...kis ke liye? Yaha pe mere alaawa tumhe koi dekhai de raha hai?" she said gesturing towards the empty room around them. 

Fateh sighed. Why did babaji do this to him? Cutting the rest of his argument with her short he went on to explain his entire history with the shadain. From the college encounter to the accident. 

He would have laughed with his family as they did the first time they heard it. Sounded like some stupid hindi daily soap but since he was living this nightmare he found nothing about it funny. Damn even his father had smiled for a moment. 

What none of them realised in this entire affair was a fuming Amrik and giggling Mahi in the far corner of the hall. 

Leaning towards Amrik, Mahi whispered 

"Tu soch raha hoga ki yeh sab kaise hua...haina? Jasmine aur veere ke meeting tune set up ki...media wale ko bhi paise tune diye phir yeh hua kaise? Tu na apne chotte se dimaag mein zyaada stress mat daal main tujhe aaraam se bataungi ki yeh maine kaise kiya. For now 10,000 tayyar rakh na bet to main hi jitungi!"

Mahi: 1  Amrik: 0

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