Silver Screen

7

RK sat on his armchair, near the pool area in his bedroom. Taking sips from the bottle of whiskey, his mind replayed the events from day one, where he encountered with her.

"Oh God!! You know I hate this man alot. Don't you get any other one as my model than this jerk."

"Excuse me. Let me clear one thing. 'Thanks' is not something you should ask and take"

"Actually you should be sorry . Even after, I must have said it. But after seeing the amount of ego you have, it's better you don't get it. "

". I am Meeraji's assistant. Not yours."

"Oops.. RK.. Sorry.. that was... Intenstional"

"Saleem..... Saleem.... Saleem..."

"Sir..." , He ran inside , hearing his boss's screaming.

"Saleem, complete bio-data... No , complete life data of Manasa. I need it within one hour. "

"Sir, one hour..? "

"Too much ah.. ok then., Half an hour. Half.An.Hour Saleem. Go.."

Salem nodded and went out.

Three days, just three days, Manasa was getting on his nerves each moment. Never he felt this much hatred towards somebody. The first time when he heard her voice, he felt interesting. The same day night, when he saw her for the first time, he was mesmerized. The second day , her words made him angry. And today, it's just hatred.

"You started this game Manasa. But you forgot, you are playing with fire. And playing with fire is injurious to health. It will burn you into ashes. Don't you know.."

Exactly after half an hour, Salem returned to his boss.
"Sir...Got the details.."

"Good... Sound On, Action..."

"Sir, Manasa Gupta, daughter of Mr. & Mrs. Mahender Gupta. From a middle class family. Her father a bank manager and mother house wife. She has a little sister too, Misha Gupta, doing her final year in schooling. She is your ardent fan sir. On of our technicians is from there neighborhood. He said every day, the due will be having a huge argument in your name. "

RK smiled. "Hmm... So younger fan and elder hater... Good. Got her address?"

"Yes sir. She is leaving nearby. She is a very simple girl but has strick values. She is not like those movie addicts, yet it was her dream to work in the industry. A topper ofcourse. Favorite colour white, favorite flower red roses ,favorite food chicken. Also she loves sweets . Here sir, her bio-data." , Salem handed over a file. RK opened it and went through. His eyes stuck on her birth date.

"Hmmm... Good job Salem. This is why I like you so much. Whatever be the plight, you find the solution somehow. So now, go and arrange a big bouquet of red roses, and some sweets. It's my enemies birthday tomorrow. " RK said closing the file and handing it back to Saleem, who the left the room.

"Be ready Bangaram. I promise tomorrow will be your best birthday ever. "

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12 am .

Manasa was in deep sleep. Suddenly she heard the noise of utensils falling down from the kitchen. She woke up and turned on the lights. Finding an empty space beside her, Manasa got up and went outside the room.

"Misha... Misha are you there..."

She went towards the kitchen, but found none. The lights came all of sudden , with a scream .
"Happy birthday akka...!!"

Manasa found the table decorated with balloons and a cake in the middle. Misha, and her parents stood beside it. She smiled wide and ran towards her father.

"Happy birthday dear... "

"Thanks Papa."

"Happy birthday Manasa..."

"Thank you Amma.."

"End of the drama.. cut the cake fast and feed me first. Hurry up hurry up."
Misha screamed in excitement.

Manasa took the knife and was going to cut the cake. But the door bell interrupted them.

Papa: "Who is it at this hour... Let me check."

"Papa.. maybe some of her friends. I will open the door." , Misha left to the door.

A moment later, they heard Misha screaming.
All of them ran to her.

"Misha.. Misha what happened.. "

They saw her standing like a statue looking at the door. Manasa shaked her sister. Misha extended her hand and pointed to the door. All the attention shifted towards the person standing at the doorstep.

"RK..." , More of a whisper came out from Manasa.

RK stood with a bouquet of red roses and a gift box infront of them.

Misha: "RK... ?? That means I am not dreaming..  seriously.. wow.. RK.. in our home.."

RK : "Ofcourse you are not dreaming angel.. it's me.. one and only RK. "

Misha dragged him inside. While Manasa stood with an open mouth, and confusion clearly evident on her face. Mr. & Mrs. Gupta smiled and welcomed him home.

RK : "I know it's not a good time to come to a house. But.. I wanted to give a surprise; especially for the birthday girl. Happy birthday Manasa..."

He extended the bouquet and gift box towards her. Reluctantly, she took it from him.
"Thank you. "

RK : "My pleasure.. So I guess the cake is waiting impatiently. If you don't mind, can I join you all..?"

Misha : "Ofcourse sir... Why not... It will be okay if you cut the cake. We will buy another for akka.. Right Papa.."

Manasa glared at her sister.

RK : "Aww.. that's so sweet of you. But it's okay. Let the bday girl cut the cake. I will cut some other time.."

Misha: "Means... Ah.. we will... Meet again...??"

RK : "Ofcourse angel... Why not. After all you are the only sister of my beloved friend. Isn't it Manasa.."

Friend ? Her mind repeated the word. But from when. Her mind warned, he is upto something.

Without wasting much time, she cut the cake and everybody wished her. She fed cake to her family members and finally reached near him.

RK took a piece from her hand, and fed back to her. "Happy Birthday Ma.na.sa. "
His smirk was not gone missing from her. She was sure something is wrong.

RK : "Ok fine.. I think I should leave. See you all soon.."

Misha : "One minute RK, can I have a selfie please... Please..."

RK : "Why not.. come.."

Together they posed for some pictures, where RK and Manasa fought with daggers through eyes.

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Misha was extremely happy as it was her dream come true moment. Plus the chocolates RK bought were her favorites. She was dancing through the room and blabbering to herself, looking at the pictures.

Manasa sat on the bed in deep thought. Her gaze fell on a note hidden in the bouquet.

"I know you are confused. And I am happy to steal your sleep tonight. After all when RK comes home and wishes someone personally, especially to a girl, how can she sleep. That too , when you are my Beloved Enemy. It's just a starting sweetheart. Happy birthday. I will make sure to make this birthday memorable.

With lots of hatred,
RK."

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Too late update. Sorry..  won't repeat again.

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