A mistaken identity. An act of mismatched revenge. Four life's entangled in a web of lies and deception. Hearts bled, tears flowed. Love changed its course and hatred ruled, but will the tide turn around?
Because some wounds run very deep, some scar...
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Maheshwari Industries needed no introduction for it is one of the largest textile business with its roots deeply established in Kolkata and commanded a strong presence across the country.
For Laksh Maheshwari, that day started on an early note owing to the closure of deal for Maheswari Industries. Laksh had been working on this particular deal for the months which would prove highly beneficial for Maheswari Inc. He was sure his efforts of all these months were about to prove fruitful He always made it a point to switch his mobile to 'do not disturb' mode when in attendance to important meetings, but on that fated day it slipped his mind.
In midst of the meeting, a ring on his mobile distracted him enough to catch the miss. In other scenarios, he might have muted the call but the name flashing on screen had his immediate attention. 'Adarsh Bhaiyya' who was well aware of his meeting and would have no way called if it's not critical.
"Excuse me, Gentlemen. I have to take this call" Laksh excused himself from the meeting and stepped out. He listened to the other side going through a myriad of emotions.
"I will start right away." He finished the call and didn't move for few minutes as if he was trying to sink in the news. Finally! The much awaited moment is here. Bringing on his formal stance he headed back to the group.
"Sorry! But we have to take this up on some other day. It's a family emergency." He put it short and crisp. He dismissed the concern of, one of the senior managers about the loss of few lakhs, the delay would cost them and his dad might not appreciate it.
"Family comes first anytime. Trust me, Mr. Joshi. My dad would have wanted me to do the same," Laksh said with a smile picking up his coat.
"But Laksh... You have been working on this deal day and night and you are leaving on verge of successful closure. All your efforts would go in vain. Why don't you stay back close this and then..." One more concern came up.
"I am sorry. Bhai comes first." And that was the end of discussion. Laksh apologized again to the team and made his way out of conference room.
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Back in his car, Laksh thoughts wandered across the turn of events. Who would believe he was same Laksh Maheshwari before 6 months. A spoilt brat, Casanova, Impulsive and irresponsible who never took his life seriously. It had been all about having fun for him.
But life has its own schemes and often it takes a hard route to teach lessons. The accident of his cousin Sanskaar. Sanskaar was everything he was not. An obedient and dutiful son, a protective brother and a beautiful human being with heart of gold who left him in awe and envy sometimes, but it had always been harmless.
