The Lost Thread

The New Dhruv

Dhruv was fuming when he had come out of the restaurant. What kind of establishment is this that allow such losers in. He wanted to have a word with a manager. He was about to leave, when a new thought crossed his mind. He dialed the number of his head of security. 

'Hello Dhruv'

'Satish, I need you to keep an eye on someone and give me his details. Everything about him in a folder. He is currently inside the washroom of the restaurant I am dining in. Have him followed.'

Dhruv cut the call before he received an answer. Why bother when he knows no one can deny him.

The accident was the only botch in his 32 yr old life. A lot of determination has gone into repairing his broken mind and body. The doctor's had predicted he will never walk. And here he is now, after three years, with a body even athletes don't have. The determination that enabled him to ditch the wheelchair, also made him one of the most successful business man in the country. He has no time for opportunists.

The man is not the first who had come forward to take advantage of his lost memory. Some claimed they had saved his life, some claimed he had made them pregnant, and what not. But Dhruv had had each of them investigated and punished.  The real truth is he never wanted to know what had happened on the trek. A mere loss of three months worth of memory does not bother him.

He returned to the table where his guests were having a good time. Nisha looked up expectantly at him and smiled. Dhruv felt his lips curling in a sneer and stopped himself. He needed to keep her happy until the deal has been finalized. It's a pity she has already graced his bed. Girls are too easy now. There is no conquest, no chase, just surrender. He was so bored with sex now.

He took his seat and felt Nisha's hand land on his thigh. It crept up slowly and traveled toward his crotch. Dhruv gave her a cold look, resulting in the hand being withdrawn. He hated public display of intimacy. It's hard enough in the bedroom as it is. As the night progressed, the talk shifted to pure business. Dhruv became excited. Only money and more power roused some interest in him nowadays. He completely forgot about Krish. 

Krish's P.O.V

Krish was in a state of confusion, that was slowly giving way to anger. So, this was the guy who he had befriended three years ago. Krish had never stood between Dhruv and Maya, believing what he saw was the beginning of a very honest and intense relationship. All those years ago, he had really liked Maya, and would have loved to pursue his interest, but Dhruv moved in fast. And he stayed there. Even after all these years, Dhruv was still firmly planted in Maya's heart.

Krish rejoined his friends and the evening dragged on. His friends dropped him at his base around mid-night. All night he debated if he should call Maya. At the end, it was too late to call. Little did he know that now all activities were being tracked.