Showing posts with label Mumbai. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Mumbai. Show all posts

Monday, September 22, 2014

Chapter 13 - Been there, Done that!


Team - Wings of Change




Context - Blogadda is conducting a contest (Game of Blogs) where it choses 10 random bloggers per team to write fiction based on 5 character description it provided. Each blogger has to continue the story from where the previous team member left off.



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Cyrus was updating his blog post on his mobile phone sitting on the hospital bed.  

“How are you feeling now?” asked hid doc slowly entering his room.

“Feeling a lot better Doc.  So tell me, was I in a pretty bad state when I came in?”

“Oh, you were almost dead.  I am still surprised that we are having this conversation right now!” 

“I owe my life to you doctor.  Thanks for taking care of me”

“You have to thank another gentelman who admitted you here.  He was beside you all night and just went this early morning to his home and should be back here soon” 

“How is everyone doing in this room on this bright Thursday morning” greeted Shekar entering the hospital room.  

“oh my god! Why is he here? Did he find out about my past already?  Did Jenni inform them about me trying to meet Roohi?”  these questions made Cyrus’s head ache worse, which was still covered with bandage with big red spots on his forehead.  He tried to get up from his bed not knowing how to react when Shekhar entered his room.

“No..No..Just relax.  I am Shekar, btw.  We were involved in a terrible accident.  I am not going to go into details of it and not talk about who was responsible.  I just want to make sure that you are alright and we can talk on other details later” 

Cyrus breathed a little easier, realizing that Shekhar did not know about the past and broke a smile realizing the irony of the whole situation.  

“Thanks Shekar for admitting me at the hospital and being there with me the whole night.  I don’t know how to thank you for your act towards a stranger”  

“Please.  I am partly responsible for you being here today.  So it becomes my duty to undo what I have done to you.  Anyways, get over the thanking spree.  I called you dad again and made sure that he is updated on the happening.  I am sure he would have called and checked up on you.  He is on his way to Mumbai as we speak”  

“Yea, I spoke to his this morning.  Thanks for doing all that”  

“I thought we were over the thanking thing” giggled Shekar, and continued “oh by the way, I checked with the Doctor and he said you should be out of here in the next 48 hours.  So I am going to invite you and your family to our home for a dinner.  We ourselves are packing our bags to go to Kerala in few days - so we want to host you guys before we leave.  I hope that is fine”  

Cyrus was touched with Shekar’s reciprocation of humility.  He nodded as a sign of acceptance shying away.

“Ok, I need to rush back home.  Have to wrap up some assignments for my project in Kerala. See you at our house.  Feel better” - Shekar rushed away.

Then it hit Cyrus.  What if Roohi sees him at their house and identifies his as the person who met her in her school?  "How can I even start to explain why I was there meeting Roohi?”  Cyrus’s confusion began.

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“Shekar, taste this panner and tell me if this is cooked properly.  Oh, also turn off the Rajma, I think it is done”  Tara’s was getting ready to host Cyrus and his family.  

Adopted parents of Rohi were getting ready to host the biological father of Roohi.  Life does these crazy things to us sometimes.

“Shekar, its 7:30PM, were they not supposed to be here already?  Can you check on them please?  I have to finish Roohi’s packing for our trip tomorrow”

“I am trying to call him honey.  He is not picking up the phone.  Wait, let me try his dad’s number”  Shekar dials Cyru’s dad’s number - “Ah yea, hello Sir, we are eagerly expecting you.  Are you on your way already?”

“Yea Shekar, I am so sorry for making you wait.  Actually I was about to call you.  I just got a call from Delhi informing me that my mother slipped in our bathroom and has fractured her leg.  Me and Cyrus and actually rushing back to the airport to catch the flight.  Everything happened so suddenly that we did not have time to notify you.  I deeply apologize sir”  

“oh, I am so sorry to hear that.  No problem.  Please travel safe and my wishes for your mother’s speedy recovery.  Take care sir, and say my wishes to your son as well”

Meanwhile sitting in the hospital “Why did you want me to lie to the man who helped you Cyrus?”  enquired his dad

“Papa, that is the man who hit me with his car.  It is because of him I had to suffer all these.  He is trying to make up for what he has done to me.  He is lucky that I am not pressing charges against him”  Cyrus tried to fake an angry face to his dad.  He had done it before.  Lie to his parents.  He has done this before.  Chicken out from facing a difficult situation.  This was not a new scenario for him.  

“Sometimes I don’t understand you beta.  Why did you accept his invitation in the first place then?”  his dad shows his discomfort on how he handled the situation.

“Don’t worry dad.  I will handle this.  I have some more work here in Mumbai, which I will take care of for the next few weeks.  I will see you in Delhi after that.  ok?”  


Meanwhile in Shekar’s house, “Tara, I just spoke to them.  They are apparently rushing to Delhi to attend a medical emergency.  I guess we have the all the food for ourselves now”

“I am not sure if I should be mad for this - but I cooked all this for nothing?  Anyways, Roohi, come one lets have dinner and get to our packing right after it”

“What time are we taking the flight tomorrow Shekar?”

“We catch the Trivandrum flight tomorrow morning at 10AM!” 



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Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Chapter 10 - The Accidental Meetup




Team - Wings of Change

Logo credit - Megha


Context - Blogadda is conducting a contest (Game of Blogs) where it choses 10 random bloggers per team to write fiction based on 5 character description it provided. Each blogger has to continue the story from where the previous team member left off. 


They both looked at each other for a minute.  No words were spoken initially.  Their moist eyes were doing the talking - but not with same emotions.  Cyrus felt shame and humiliation - Jenni felt pain and anger - looking at each other.  There were several questions going through her mind.  How did he know about Roohi?  Was he always been keeping track of her?  Does he know about her current parents?  Was he here to take the child away?  Questions were plenty with answers to none.

“Roohi - are you ok?”  came running Pooja,  Roohi’s classmate.  “Are they your papa and mama?” asked the kid innocently.  

What was moist before - now became a broken levy with tears now flowing freely from Jennifer’s eyes.  

“No.  I don’t know who they are Pooja.  Aunty, please don’t cry.  I am ok.  Please don’t cry” The tender hands of Roohi swept away the tears from Jennifer’s eyes.  Jennifer had waited 9 years for this very moment of holding Roohi by her hands.  

“Uncle, please ask Aunty not to cry.  I have to go back to class for the next period.  My teacher will punish us if they see us hanging around in the ground after the bell.  Ok aunty, Ok uncle.  See you”  Roohi disappeared  in a flash.

“Jenni - I don’t know how to begin.  A simple sorry is not going to cut it, I am aware.  I have made you suffer all along by punishing you with my cowardice.  There is not a single moment in my life that goes by without thinking about you.  Will you ever forgive me?  How can I ever make it up to you for all these years?”  Cyrus was on an apology spree.

Jennifer brushed her tears off, regained her composure and continued “Look, there is nothing to talk between us.  My husband is waiting for me in the hotel.  Please don’t waste time in explaining the past.  I remember nothing.  But remember this - if I ever come to know that you are trying to talk to that child again, I will get the police involved for possible kidnaping charges.  Leave all of us alone and just go away”.  

Jennifer ran away as fast as possible from him, fearing that she might actually forgive him if she prolongs the conversation.  She also made sure that Cyrus knew that she was married and moved on.  

Kumar had stayed back in the hotel near the school providing some space for Jennifer to face her past by herself.  

“Jenny honey, what happened?  are you ok?  did you meet your child?”  a concerned Kumar enquired seeing Jennifer rushing back to the hotel room crying.

“Did you talk to her?  How is she like?  Please don’t cry honey”  Kumar continued.

“Kumar, please take me away from here.  This was a mistake.  I should have never asked you for this.  You have been way too kind towards me for all these years.  I don’t deserve you.  I made a mistake.  Please take me back to our place.  All I care about is you.  You have sacrificed everything for me.  I have not given you the slightest happiness a wife can give her husband.  You sacrificed your fatherhood just because I was not able to move on from my past.  I have tortured you with my sobbing all the time.  Please forgive me.  Please don’t ask me anything.  Lets go home and I will never talk about it again” 

“Calm down Jennifer.  Ok, as you wish.  I will book a flight to Trivandrum for us tonight.  Please don’t cry honey.  I will always be there for you.

*****



Pic courtesy - Satish Acharya

“Shekhar, are you going to go pick Roohi up from school?  I got a text from her school that her bus broke down and they are trying to make alternate arrangements for the kids."

“You tell me this now Tara? it is already 4:30 and our kid will be waiting outside already.  You clearly know tomorrow is Ganesh Chaturthi Visarjan day.  Traffic is going to be a mess in Mumbai with several diversions.  Thanks for making me rush Tara”

I was about to pick her up, but I got stuck in a meeting.  Please.  Bye. Gotto go"  Tara hurried her conversation rushing to her 8th meeting of that day.

Shekar picked up his car keys and started driving as fast as he can.  After all, he did not want his kid to be stranded all alone at school.

Dark clouds surrounded Mumbai around 4:40PM.  They came in from no where.  This was not the monsoon season.  The sky opened up.  Mumbai started to soak.

Shekar had already been asked to take 2 diversions from his original route.  The wet roads made the driving even more difficult.  He overtook two city buses one after another to make sure he takes the right before the signal fell.  He did not see the auto rickshaw coming from the other side of the bus also rushing way over speed limit.  

BANG.

Shekhar slowly woke up from a brief pass out.  He has hit the auto rickshaw and the passenger was bleeding profusely from his head, lying on the wet road.  Shekhar slowly tried to open his jammed front door to step down and try to asses the situation.  

“Can someone call an ambulance”  the auto rickshaw driver shouted at the crowd that had gathered.  He survived just with scratches. 

“Shekhar, bleeding himself, slowly tried to check the passengers pocket for some identification.  The passengers wallet had few 1000 rupees, some visiting cards, something that looked like an air ticket receipt and few other papers.  He flipped over to the front side.  There was a picture on the front - a girl, in her teens smiling with her hands around what looked like a younger version of the passenger”

He opened the other small compartment to notice a slip with emergency contact details.  It read -   

Cyrus Daruwala, BA BL;
Advocate - Dubey & Partners Advocates;
New Delhi.

Blood Group - O+
Emergency Phone - +91 923409454


---End of Round 1---



You can read the earlier parts of the story at the following links :

Chapter 1: The beginning

Chapter 2: Roohi revelation

Chapter 3: Sleepless nights

Chapter 4: Paradoxical Jennifer

Chapter 5:The nightmare

Chapter 6: So near and yet so far



Chapter 9: Fighting guilt