"I never wanted to get married to you in the first place, you don't have a right to ask me to get along with your family and friends". I spat on him hoping I sound steady and strong without getting affected by the zero distance of our touching bodie...
He has been consoling his heart ever sine his childhood. Every time, whenever he craved for love from his parents, he was dissappointed greatly.
He realised slowly as he grew up, thier first love and top prior had always been thier business. They never loved anything as much as they loved thier companies. He wondered, his parents would not have loved each other...only one thing kept them together was thier business....the only thing which still kept them together, in the long run of thier marital relationship was thier passion for business..thier priority was always business.
Ricky held his hand in a fist. Anger was raging inside of him. He banged his fist on the wall as he kept asking himslef,
'why do I expect?!...why I tend to forget and wait for a change..a miracle....its always thier business was thier passion, thier true love..not thier children'.
A servant knocked on the door, "Chote malik, bade saheb summoned you to his study" Ricky dismissed him, without facing towards the door by raising his finger signalljng him to leave.
He pushed back his wet hair as he had just taken a bath a while ago..
He respects his dad, he considers him a succeful businessman. He appreciates his ability to manage and maintain the companies status as one of the best company among the competitive global market. But for Ricky his father is failed as a parent...as a family man, he scores a big zero. He walked towards dad's study room, knocked his door, and waited for few seconds. "In" he heard him say. He pushed the door wide open, walked towards the table of the office room where his dad was seated. Mr. VJ motioned him to sit. Ricky felt refusing to follow everything his father says ,but found himself sitting opposite to him..he turned sideways and kept his both legs straight on the next chair, placing his right hand on the study table holding a paper weight and kept playing on it. " I will come straight to the point ...." Ricky kept quiet and waited for him to finish while hconcentrated on his play.
"Its been three months you got married, we haven't officially held any party announcing public about your wedding. ... I think it's time we do that. There will be a reception party for your wedding in 3 days..you can invite your friends and folks as many as you want....." VJ got up from his chair and walked towards Ricky placing his both hands on his shoulders, "I am going to keep a board meeting in coming week, I will hand over the companies to you...you will be the CEO..my heir.. I have high hopes on you my son, you will achieve and bring honour to our elders whose sweat and sacrifice made our company to this well-known level".
Ricky's grip on the hands the chair tightened...he stopped his fingers from playing and pushed the side chair where he rest his legs before . He got up and started laughing historically clapping hands..he walked around the room laughing and finally stood near the window side pĺacing his right hand on it and left hand to his pocket. " Well done! Mr. Raichand well done!!..I have underestimated you!! You are a very wicked man! You know how to catch a tiger using a bait..I have a lot to learn from you Mr. Raichand.."
" Ricky don't talk rubbish" VJ growled..
"Rubbish?.... Rubbish! Isn't it?...Yes! I am talking rubbish." He turned his face.
"look at me dad! What you see?! Do you see a successor! No?.. Yes?" ...he pointed his finger towards his face then walked slowly towards his dad.
He then poked his forefinger on his dad's chest tapping twice " you did not believe your son Mr. VJ...you fucking believe your bastard son over me," his breathing was high, "fucking all the time.." he gulped the saliva inside his throat trying to hold back the overwhelming sadness and hurt from his throat..he turned his face abruptly not to show the tears starting to build in his eyes..
He took a few deep breathes, then he slowly turned towards his dad "Don't expect anything from your useless , hopeless son Mr. VJ ..you have your bastard son on other hand for your strength and support....you have been doing this from time to time..you should better continue that way Mr. Raichand. As far as I remember as a kid, you chose him over me..I have grew up on my own without you Mr. VJ. When you were busy with your business and holidaying with your mistress and your bastard son......." he swallowed hard the emotions which was going to burst out in tears,
"....... let me remind you incase if you have forgotten sir, you held two board meeting over the pass 2 years with the intention of declaring me as the CEO of the company . But it always ended up you giving major projects to your beloved bastard and there was none mentioned on my name."
He tried hard not to show his hurt and kept staring outside window keeping his both trembling hand inside his pocket...
"Not to mention the last Singapore project you snatched from my hand and gave to him....you did not give me a chance to prove my point for the failure of the project..you did not even bothered to dig down the main reason for loosing the deal...you happily handed over to him..." "You never trusted me Raichand" seconds passed by..... his heart could not hold the weight of hurt and agony.. his eyes started tearing.. "Dont make me fool Mr.Raichand, I have no interest in whatever you insist for my future. You, the mighty Mr. Vijay Raichand the CEO of dazzle company....." He wiped his face on the back of hois hand gulping hard... Came towards his father looked straight into his eyes, ".....you are still fit and fine Mr. Raichand.. I don't think you should retire and morover your mistress and your bastard son will be disappointed in you ....so you are not going to do any board meeting for me..... and regarding my wedding.....", he started laughing loudly , "......haven't you had enough fun making me marry to the slum girl ...now that you want to publicly announce and humiliate me ...well, go ahead Mr. Raichand ...if that's what you want for your son."
He moved closer and gave a light hug and whispered in his ear, " har baari ki tarah is baar bi apni badnaami ke liye mai taiyaar hoon, my dear dad".( "as usual, I am ready to get defamed by you , dear dad".).
He pulled himself back and gave him a smile with a mixture of all emotions playing in his sad eyes. ..and turned himself towards the door with a heavy weighing heart...
He took his car out, and headed to kube, Varun's club. He wanted to get drunk today.....totally drunk....he gave a call to all his friends while driving. He invited all of them as he is gonna pay for the drinks.....he is gonna get drunk and party whole night.
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It was raining heavily again....thunder and lightning ..but nothing seems to match the thunder VJ was experiancing inside his heart..... He loved his son....he never show it to him.. plus, he thought he is on right way bringing him up..he wanted his son to get strong emotionally. He realised out of his experiances , to become a succeful businessman, one has to control his emotions, never let emotions weaken his strength. He was a very strict and stern towards him, he wanted to train him in a hard way. Now he realised the damage is done...he has to find a way to melt his sons heart to make him a human again...very hard way to go....a very hard way ...indeed.
A/N: hey guys, lot of editing needed, and there are many mistakes. Pls forgive me as English is not my language but still I tried my best to reach you and make you happy..your vote and comment means a lot to me..Pls keep voting and support me. Thank you so much guys.
