His Namesake Wife [Completed] ✔️

Chapter 52 - Helplessness

"Ankhiyan taras gayi na tennu vekhan nu, mera phuke kalza teri hikk sekan nu"

Mr. Shukla was in his office with his spectacles on, reading through files, when his phone rang which was placed at the glass table. He picked it up as it displayed the caller ID as, Bhansali ji. They exchanged the pleasantries and then what Bhansali ji told him left him beaming with joy and a bit guilty too. His son is going to be joining his carrier back but the reason behind who has convinced him made him feel guilty for his own deeds. He knew, the song was directed by Sidharth too but that didn't confirmed his doubts about him joining back and now, knowing about the confirmation left him elated. Specially, when Bhansali ji himself has mentioned about that girl specifically the reason behind Sidharth joining back. He has really judged the girl wrong. But, whatever it is he can make amendments for it. So, he just called his PA and dismissed all his meetings for the day and moved out of the office along with his driver and two bodyguards to pay a visit to his son's apartment, congratulating him for the new beginning along with seeking a genuine apology from his daughter in law too.

That's what he exactly did, he got a huge big flower bouquet with a congratulations card along with a huge big box of chocolates in an order to please his daughter in law. Once done, he slided into his Land Cruiser with another SUV following him behind with his bodyguards, happily ready to meet his son. Infact, he has his share of praises still pending for his son and daughter in law's song launch too, where he couldn't make up to reach. He was happy today, his son is getting back to his life what more could a father ask for?

Parents are such, no matter how rude or inappropriate their decision might seem to be but at the end of the day, they just want the best for their child's. Just like, Mr. Shukla here, he might have belittled her by asking his daughter in law about signing such contract. But, he was just being cautious nothing else. He has seen his son falling and he couldn't have afford to see him drowning again. But, he isn't a bad men it's just he was being so good as a father.

Mr. Shukla was looking out of the window, the Mumbai's humid breeze hitting his face as he looked outside the window taking in the view of utterly silent road unlike other roads of mumbai, where the number of vehicles running at the road can lead one to have whiplash, this one is an utterly silent, lonesome area with hardly people around. A sudden break pulled him out of his daze.

"What happened", Mr. Shukla asked from the driver.

"Pata nahi sir koi sabzi vale ka thela aage aa gaya shayad mein dekhta hoon aap rukiye", driver said walking out to which Mr. Shukla nodded looking out of the window again.

He was gazing sideways through his window when a sight caught his attention. He immediately slided the door of his car open and stood there looking carefully trying to confirm what he was watching was true. A men was seated down at the far corner of narrow passage way's ground with his hand holding the foot of an women and face scrunched up in pain. Whereas the women was struggling to get out of his grip. He felt fury covering him, he couldn't see the face of the women but he knew he don't need to see her face to know the situation, the boy was definitely doing something unpleasant to girl. Such situations are definitely supposed to be dealt with, instead of running away no matter you know them in person or not.

"Sir please be inside", he heared his bodyguard say.

"Someone might need help Sunil come with me", Mr. Shukla instructed to the guard as he followed.

He was walking to the corner where he has spotted two disoriented figures but before he could have reached there the girl herself was walking out in his direction so he stood still at his place waiting for her to reach him as he was standing at the road whereas she was two steps away from him still walking through the passageway. He looked at the girl who surely looked dishavelled as she took wobbly steps towards him, her face was curtained through her messy hairs but what caught his attention was her hands, her one hand was clutching onto her head while the other one had blood.