It is a fiction about a lawyer named JK. He had a dream to chase. He was born in a conservative family and aspired to be a lawyer. He fought with his Papaji and seek permission. He joins a law college and then he falls in love with Pinky. A Punja...
Hasmukhbhai's Music system played this song and exactly a Pretty Woman stood infront of JK. The another pretty baby on his lap was exactly the replica of her mother. The lady was least bothered that her baby was with a stranger. She gave a flirty smile to JK.
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JK spontaneously got up from the bar stool, carefully putting the baby on his shoulders. The baby liked his scent, Charlie Blue smell or Papa smell as Roshini called it. She was rubbing her nose on his shoulders. Though JK loved kids, he made sure that the kid is clean. Nothing drips out of their mouth or nose. Pinky was cute and super clean and may be she liked his smell, he thought.
Hi, I am Ansuya Padmakumar, said the Baby's mother.
JK: Hello Madam. How are you?
Ansuya: Good Mr. JK. How do you do?
JK was taken aback and went blank. He was clueless, how this lady knew his credentials? He forgot for a fraction of a second that he was a famous personality.
JK: I do the way, the way you do!!!
( Pun intended)
Whenever he spoke with double meaning, he would say: "Pun intended."
Ansuya: Huh! What?
JK was scared, whether Ansuya understood the hidden meaning and would slap him tight😕😕😕
He was feeling embarrassed. This was not his dialogue.This was Vishu's dialogue that he has just mouthed. Vishu was spoiling him at 50!!! OMG!!!
He raised his eyes and his met with of Ansuya. He felt she looked like Basanti in Sholay. Hema di was his favourite then.
His thoughts went back to the time, when he was 18 and had just started his affair with Pinky. Love was new, yet innocent like our Archi and Parshya of Marathi super hit film, Sairat.
He was lost in flashback. When he was 18....
It was Diwali season, he just had two friends at home. It was his 15 year old brother Anil (Dentist Now) and his 8 year old sweet heart Vishu. Roshini was two and too small. Anil was introvert and Vishu was extrovert like him. He could picturize still, how he would hold hands of Vishu and Anil and sang:
And his elder brother Nilu (Roshini's Papa) would disrupt. He will call for JK and not by his name or pet name Dev but as "HERO."
Nilu: Aye HERO, Idhaaraajaldi. (Come here, fast).
JK would then run towards bhaiya and say:
YÉEEES Bhaiya...
Nilu: Godepechadto (Climb on ladder). Kandillaganazaara (Please put upon the lighting.)
JK loved to help his brother and after completing his task. He would say:
Finished...
Nilu: Tank you (he was not good with English)
JK studied in Vernacular medium. Yet he was crazy to walk and talk in English. Jassi was convent educated and she taught him English and he taught her shudh (pure) Hindi.
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His big brother spoke less but he would speak jovially with JK. He loved him and liked when Bhaiya called him HERO. He was really one. He wore jackets, T -shirts, bright shirts, caps and glares, since class 7. His Papaji is into ready made garments and all imported clothes were specially bought for JK, till he turned 20. His father pampered him, as if he was their only child. His birth flourished his business.There were only two situations, when his Papaji became a Villian.
He disliked kurta and dhoti. But Rani made him wear it on festivals, pooja's or God related functions. If, he refused, she will slap him tight and his fair and sensitive skin, reflected the marks of her five fingers. She would later apply haldi, chandan and Tulsi and try to pamper him. He was a stubborn kid and did not budge easily. He would cry and share his pain with Jassi. Jassi would add to the fuel:
YehChandalkyateriMaahein? Step mother hein. ( This must be your Step mother).
She would then get some goodies from Kitchen and stuff JK's mouth and kiss him. So, he stopped crying.
Flashback ended with something....
JK got a sudden jerk. Ansuya had clapped loudly, as JK looked confused and lost. Her heroine look have diverted his mind and he got drowned with the past.
JK: Sorry Madam... Here take your cute baby.
He further added: Pinky, Beautiful name with a wide smile.
Ansuya: Sir, you can keep her.
JK gave her a look with rounded eyes.
Ansuya: Sir, I mean hold her for sometime. If, you like.
JK: Would be happy, I am father of three...
Ansuya: Three, My God. In which class they are?
JK: My baby is in school. Leave it mam.
Ansuya: I know, I am a stranger. But, I am your fan.
I follow your cases. Anjali murder case was something that blowed My mind. You rocked it. You are Mr. India.
JK: Thank you Madam. I am glad that you are My fan follower? Are you a lawyer?
To be continued
PC: Cover photo from Adalaat fan page....
Ansuya, from google
JK and Jassi look foreigners 😁 pic of kids were shared by my sister and I edited it 😊
Hope you are enjoying this story which is different....
