AE HUMNAVA (HIS EMPRESS)

A Rose For Myself

" Agar yeh tum padh rahi ho toh vo Lal gulab ka bouquet aur chocolates tumhare pass pahuch gaye honge. I hope ki tumhe pasand aye, vo kya hai na tumhara favourite colour mujhe filhal pata nahi hai. But you don't worry jald hi pata chal jayega.

Tum soch rahi hogi ki yeh kon hai jo mujhe yeh sab bhej raha hai. Tension mat lo Jaan, sahi samay aane par vo bhi pata chal jayega.

~RV"

(If you are reading this, that means you have received the red roses and chocolates.i hope you'll like the gift, actually I don't know your favourite colour na but you don't worry I'll soon find it out.

You must be thinking that who's this person sending me all this stuff. Don't worry love, you will know about that when the right time comes.

~RV)

He wrote on the piece of paper and then attached it to the bouquet of red roses.

" So beautiful, just like my Jaan (love)" he said.

" I think I'm going insane, but never in my life I've felt this way" he said as he picked a single rose from the bouquet.

" So fragile yet so beautiful, I can just crush it under my foot or pluck all the petals until none of them are left, but I won't do that. I will keep it safe." he said.

Taking one of the wine bottle from the kitchen cabinet he emptied it in washbasin and filled it with water, then he put the red rose inside of it so that it won't wilt.

Smiling at it, he kept the bottle on dining table.

" Perfect" he said with adoration in his eyes.

He then called Ajay to deliver the gifts at her house.

After few minutes he got a call from his father.

" Yeah dad?" he answered the call as he sat on the chair with the rose in the bottle in front of him. He cannot look away from it. It's captivating.

" I got to know that you are planning to stay there for some more days. What is it?" his father asked. He smirked, he knows that his father already knows the reason of his prolonged stay but decided to play along with his father.

" I thought I should give you a bit privacy with mom" he said chuckling.

" Rajveer, I'm not in the mood. You know what you are doing is wrong. I know everything. You were supposed to be there for work." his father said, he knows exactly which button he should push to annoyed his father.

" I've already got the deal, let me live my life for once. Let me celebrate. " he said as he picked up the bottle in his hand and inhaled the fragrance of the rose, he wonders if that's the colour which covers her cheeks when she blushes.

" Fucking with that middle class girl is a celebration for you." his father taunted.

" come on father, I'm your son after all. Anyways agar aap yeh deal karte toh sayad abhi main celebrate bhi nahi kar raha hota kyuki apko milti hi nahi yeh deal, taking retirement was your choice so don't tell me what I'm supposed to do."( I won't be celebrating right now if you would have came here to make deal, because we won't have got that deal) he said in a deep voice, he held the bottle tightly in his palm as he closed his eyes to control his anger.