Chapter- 1
The musty smell of blood was filled in the room, a disturbing shriek was heard about a minute ago before everything went quiet and the darkness overcame the sound of nothing. On the floor, lay a half-dead body whimpering and shivering. A few meters before the body, was seated Mr. Saxena, revolving his gun around his index finger. His gaze on his gun and not on the blood covered floor or the body which was now dead.
"Boys!" His deep voice tore through the silence steadily. "Sir!" Two-three armed men came towards him. He tossed his hand gesturing them to clean up. They all nodded and got to work.
He stood up and walked outside fiercely. All the guards outside the building, which looked like a warehouse, bowed in front of him. His fear was intense throughout all. He was wiping blood off his favourite gun. Sitting inside his car, he looked at the driver from the rear mirror. The driver nodded and started the car.
He didn't like to talk much, his eyes did most of the talking.
A gaze of his means if you are standing in front of him you better straighten your composure because it meant Mr. Saxena is about to come and talk to him.
An eyebrow raised with a straight look means you have a death wish .
A glare means grim reaper is behind you waiting to capture your soul.
And a death stare.., well it's simple, it's the last time you see one.
He is a sharp man, not interested in anyone or anything till it comes to his respect or business. If he didn't like something or someone he would just simply remove their existence. He didn't want any kind of nuisance in his not so peaceful life. His mom had called so he was going home, his own mansion was away from his house. He didn't like to visit his parents house. He didn't like to talk to anyone or didn't want anyone nagging around him. His father died a while ago. He was killed by his rival who had eyes to destroy him which was impossible.
The car stopped in front of his father's house. He got out, taking his sunglasses off. He walked inside the big beautiful mansion with luxurious decorations. Getting inside, he found his mom sitting on the sofa along with an old lady and a young girl who was busy with her phone. Reaching the couch, he sat down with his legs crossed and his face rested on his knuckles.
"Ye dekho, abhi tumhe hi yaad kar rahe the ham sab. Ye hain Mrs. Bhatt aur unki beti Naisha. Abhi tumhari aur Naish-" His mom introduced them to him in enthusiasm but he made a disgusting face.
"I'm not interested, sorry. Don't waste my time and kindly leave before I get that done cruelly."
"Varun! Kuch toh sharam karo! Chup raho tum!" She scolded him while the old lady stared at him in disbelief.
Ignoring his mom, he looked at them with a raised eyebrow, "Aapke andar self respect nahi hai kya? Get out of my house!"
"Ye kaisa badtameez ladka, aise ghar mein main meri beti bilkul nahi dungi!!"
"Nahi chahiye, just leave." He said with a bored expression.
"Chalo Naisha! Aisa pati hone se accha toh meri beti kanwari hi nar jaye. How disrespectful of your son, Mrs. Saxena!" She said before storming out. "Issey toh koi ladki Biya nahi karegi!" She murmured on her way out.
"Arey rukiye toh, aise toh na kahiye! Voh toh-" His mom tried to stop them but they left.
"Aise cheap logon ko andar ghusane ki buri aadat lagi hai aapko." He said calmly.
His mom came towards him furiously. "Khade ho!! Kade ho tum! Ek thappad Aisa lagaun na tumhe tumhari saari akal thikane aa jaye. Accha lagta hai main itne lambe, taad se aadmi ko bacche ki tarah daantu! Dimaag kharab hai tumhara! Kuch bologe!?"
He carelessly stood up. "Ye kaisi ladki thi, pure time phone mein lagi hui thi! Usey shadi karta main!"
"Aha! Bol toh aise rahe ho jaise tumhe shaadi karne mein koi dilchaspi bhi hai. Kya bola tha tumne, ki koi chup chap baithkar apna kaam karti rahe faltu shikayate na kare aisi biwi chahiye. Baithi thi na chup chap. Kya chubha tumhe?! Huh?? Arey meri toh kismat hi phuti hai jo aisa gair zimmedar ladka Mera beta hai. Meri zindagi abh kuch hi dino ki hai, tumhari shaadi bhi na karaun main?? Aur tumhari Nazar mein konsi koi swarg ki apsara hai jo ladkiya kapdo ki tarah reject kar rahe ho!?" She kept going on and on.
He sighed. "Bas bas shaant ho jao aur baith jao, pata nahi roz roz konse bhut sawar hote hain tum par. Baith jao ek jagah." He said collapsing on the sofa.
"Haan, main hi pagal hu jo tumhari chinta mein yaha waha ladkiya dhundh rahi hu. Tumhe toh meri koi fikar hi nahi hai. Chaar din mein ek baar munh dikhane aate ho aur balki do chaar baatein sunkar jaate ho mere munh se." She exclaimed sitting down in tears. "Kyun itne adiyal Bane ho! Ruko tum! Ruko! Bas meri Marne ki raah dekhna. Maa bhi nahi rahegi aur ghar mein koi mamta ka saaya bhi nahi rahega. Phir sochna ki haan meri maa sahi kehti thi. Abhi toh thukrao mujhe tum!" She put her hand on her head.
"Arey yaar! Ekto ye Rona dhona band karo. Sari aurate ek jaisi hoti hain! Dhyan na karo inka toh rona shuru. Ek kaam karna, madir mein bhagwan ki jagah baith jaana. Sabh aarti utaarenge, baat baat pe yaad karenge, tumhare charno mein girke puja karenge tabh tum khush rehna. Theek?" He stood up and knealed down before her feet. "Lo! Main shuruwat karta hun, huh?"
A smile broke through her face and she slapped his back playfully. "Chup Karo! Aisi koi baat nahi hai! Tum ek bahu ke aao toh usey mere paas hi bhej dena. Mere paas koi baat karne ko toh hoga. Usey bhi tum pyar karne se rahe, ham dono hi ek dusre ke ham dard bankar ji lenge."
"Jo icchha devi! Meri biwi ko apne paas hi rakhna, jhanjhat chahiye hi nahi!" He said making her smile. This soft side of his only kept for his mom and no one else ever.
Chapter Ends..
