SaiRat story Embrace the love

Part 11

Part 11

Its been more than an hour after Virat's call, media still camping outside Joshi house trying to catch a glimpse of Sai or her parents, persuade them to talk and spill some details. Kamal was checking from the window how his officers from the police station he called earlier were proving such a failure to shoo away gossipmongers from their house. Actually, it was not really their fault, being posted whole of their life in a small place like Gadhchiroli, they were inexperienced to deal with such situation, yet they were trying their best but Kamal hoped this media circus would end as soon as possible.

He noticed suddenly the same crowd who was ignoring his officers started making way for someone. Then Kamal noticed some men dressed in black, wearing goggles on eyes and Bluetooth ear piece set, having weapon on their holster appeared on the scene and started helping his officers and to his utter surprise, this time those gossipmongers looked intimidated and finally going away from their gate. Kamal was confused what was happening when one those black dressed man who looked like supervisor or leader of the other men appeared near the gate. Kamal noticed that man looked familiar, he started wondering where he has seen that man.

"The scene is clear sir, we made sure the media is gone." That man said as he bent down a little to open a gate of a car.

Virat came out of the car and walked towards Joshi house. Kamal sighed in relief seeing him and he also instantly remembered where he had seen those black dressed men and their chief, they were at Chavan mansion, they were staff from private security agency.

"Virat is here." Kamal announced everyone at home as he proceeded to open the door for him.

"Virat, bahut achha kiya tum aa gaye beta. Hume to in media walo ne subah se pareshan kar diya tha." Kamal welcomed Virat in and he noticed everyone else from the security staff stayed outside the house, only the main man came inside with Virat.

"Mr. Joshi, I can't even tell you how sorry I feel for your predicament." Virat expressed his feelings.

"Arre nahi beta, isme tumhari koi galti nahi hai...." Kamal started to say as he genuinely felt that Virat was not at fault but Alka was too worried to be assured by few words so she interrupted in between.

"Dekho Virat beta, hum chhote shehar ke bahut sadharan se log hain. Hum samajh sakte hain ki tum bade businessman ho aur ye sab media, news se ghire rehne ki shayad tumhe aadat hain lekin beta hume is tamashe ka hissa nahi banna. We have no interest in being center of attention for everyone for no reasons. Sai hamari eklauti santan hai aur iski shadi ko lekar hamare bahut armaan hain, hum bas apni bachhi ki bidai apne tarike se, apne logo ko beech karna chahte hain. Hume darr hai ki kahi is shor sharable aur media circus ke beech ye ichha kahi kho na jaye." Alka said almost on the verge of tears.

Virat felt guilty for her distress. He didn't know how to console her, just then he saw Sai was coming down the stairs from her room and she looked at her aai, now her distress was clearly visible on Sai's face too. And didn't know why but he hated to see her like that. He has always seen her till now as bubbly, chirpy, confident girl with toothy grin on her face which has always managed to touch his soul somewhere. He didn't like seeing her like this. He found his confidence and composure back as he resolved to delete those worry lines from Sai's forehead.