Threads of Silver (indefinite hold)

A Proposal

"Victory comes from finding opportunities in problems"

Amrik sat pouting on his bed across Mahi. That little villain had overheard him tipping the media about Fatehveer. She had then viciously engaged Jasmine in a conversation, walking her out of the green room so that Fatehveer ended up proposing to that Tejo instead of Jasmine. On top of that he had payed the camera man. How did she manage to make this whole thing back fire on him so badly? 

Mahi still giggled,  fuelling the fire that had ignited in his chest. Oh he wasn't going to sit silent he was going to come back harder and stronger but what worried him now was the secret meeting in his fathers study. 

He had tried to listen in but to no avail. The suspense was killing him. Fatehveer, that Tejo and his father had now been inside for over an hour and he was dying to know what they were talking about. 

It had so happened that his father had sent Buzzo to bring Tejo when the Fiasco had started. The mess for Khushbeer was nuisance and he had to sort it out. His image, his pride and his reputation were on the line.  Since Tejo was part of the breaking news he need her here. 

Tejo however was oblivious to the fact that she was the new breaking news of Moga. She was lost in her own predicament. In fact while the Virk mansion was stirring with tension the Sandhu house was in bliss. Everyone had woken up relaxed and were going about their normal day. Satti had just finished making a steaming hot cup of tea for biji before continuing to prepare lunch. Rupi had left the house early morning to check on their land. Jasmine was still sleeping, her classes started late in the day and oh how much she loved her sleep. Without a proper 10 hours in bed, she would be grumpy and whiny.

 Tejo sat holed up in the corner of the terrace. Her eyes boring holes into the paper she held. 

"Oye Tejo, paper ko ghoorne se solution nahi aajayega" Abhiraj said. 

"Toh kya karoon? I want to pursue this Phd. I have worked so hard, day in and day out. Taking up teaching because I love the idea of being able to help the youth of Punjab. Yeh offer mujhe pichle saal aaya tha. maine ek saal se defer kar rakha hai. If I reject this offer again this year I will lose my seat, then maybe I will never be able to pursue my Phd"  Tejo ranted 

Abhiraj rolled his eyes. "Toh karle na pursue kon mana kar raha hai?" he tried to reason 

"Itna aasaan nahi hai, paise nahi hai mere paas itne. Aur phd pursue karne ke liye job chodh ni padegi, ghar main paiso ka panga ho jaayega" Tejo explained

Abhiraj rolled his eyes. "Meri bike bech ke aur teri savings mila ke it will be enough money Tejo"

Tejo shook her head furiously. "No, you are not going to sell your bike for this. I'll see what I can do but you are not going to sell your bike...I know after how much hard work you were able to buy that for yourself." 

Abhiraj would have argued but he knew that nothing would be able to sway Tejo's mind. The next thing she knew was Buzzo barging in, rambling something about Fateh and whisking her away to the Virk house. 

Now she stood beside Fateh burning in pure rage as the news anchor made her return. 

"Welcome back to News365. Before the break we were discussing National boxing champion Fateh Singh Virk's new lady love. As per our sources the woman in this picture is Tejo Sandhu. A professor of psychology in Punjab Institute of Arts and Humanities the number one college in India for liberal arts and humanities." 

Fateh clenched his fists, the anchors over zealous voice and fake smile made his blood boil. He looked to his right and found the shadain in a similar mood. 

" A source close to the boxer, who wishes to stay anonymous hinted a public announcement from the MLA soon. We will now be opening a poll for our live viewers about their opinion on Fateh Singh Virk's girlfriend.  I will meet you with the results after yet another short add break. Stay tuned!" 

And she disappeared as an advert replaced her. Tejo's nervousness knew no bounds. If her family got a whiff of this the drama that was going to ensue would be humungous. All her explanations were going to be in vain and all her pleas were going to fall on deaf ears. 

"Fateh, Tejo ko le kar mere study mein pocho" Khusbeer instructed his son who immediately guided Tejo to his father's study. While Tejo was a nervous wreck Fateh was in no better condition. God only knew what his father had in mind. 

As soon as Fateh had closed the door Tejo lashed out

"What is wrong with you!? You got our photo clicked and gave it to the media!? Tum kya sach mein pagal wagal ho aisa kon karta hai! Tumhe maine thoda sa daat kya liya tum toh pehele accident karte ho aur phir yeh tamasha" 

Fateh frowned 

"Aap kuch jyaada assume nahi karti? Main aapko kitni baar samjhao ki accident galti se hua tha. Aur main yeh kyu karoonga? Main toh kisi aur se yeh baat karne wala tha, galti se aap ko bol diya pata nahi media ne kaise yeh click kar liya..."

Tejo scoffed

"Yeh saare coincidences tumhare saath hi kyu hote hai? Tumne galat ladki ko hi propose kar dala!?"

Fateh rolled his eyes

"Literally stop jumping to conclusions. Maine kaha na maine yeh jaan ...."

But Fateh was cut off by the sound of the door opening. Khushbeer strolled into his study in all his glory. Seating himself opposite the two of them he cleared his throat. 

"Dekho Tejo beta, main seedhe seedhe baat karunga. Fateh has already informed me of what actually happened. The minute we deny this the opposition is going to pounce on us. They will use the picture and blame my son of using you and then defame you as well. This will benefit none of us."

Khushbeer paused taking in a deep breath before continuing. 

"I have a proposal."

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