Mrinal Raichand, an activist, Chairman of a social reforming NGO. The aim of this NGO was to facilitate the lives of needy and poors by providing them jobs, education, health and clean environment.
Because of the relations and bondings of her parents i.e. Dr. Harsh Raichand and Dr. Dhani Raichand, with their clients, she gets enough foreign donors. That's why her foundation was going fluently to pursue it's missions.
Just yesterday, she returned India after attending a charity dinner at Glasgow. Her visit was successful. Not only Glasgow but also the Indian community of Michigan donated to her foundation wholeheartedly.
"For sure, you're going to rest whole day tomorrow at home.",with a glass of warm milk Dhani Raichand enters her room and commands.
Half lying, leaning over bed crown and outstretched legs, she was rapidly summarizing work on her laptop which was placed on her belly.
"No Mumma, issi week mujhe saare areas visit karne hain jo humare target mein aate hain. Main khud wahan ki community se mil kar unka haal janna chahungi. My assistant is industrious but I need to inspect by my own." Taking the glass by her hand she drank the whole in a go.
"Mrinal, sweetheart! Apne kaam ke liye tumhara yeh junoon mujhe bahot pareshan karta hai. Aisa bhi kya social work ke insaan apne liye hi waqt nahin nikal sake. Kal hi States se lauti ho aur ab dusty area mein jaana hai. For God sake, have mercy on yourself. Just look at your skin, rough hairs, atleast ek baar toh parlour ka rukh kar lo." Dhani Raichand says looking finely into her face.
Blue jeans paired with an embroidered round daman kurti, curly hairs tied into a bun, eyes behind thick black framed glasses was constant on screen.
"Mumma, I'm okay. Ab koi family function hoga toh kisi parlour ka chakkar laga lungi. Waise bhi log kehte hain aapki beti jitni mann se khoobsurat hai usse zyada dekhne mein khoobsurat hai. Kya khayal hai?", she wiggles her eyebrows moving her eyes up and smiles.
"Yeh toh hai..! Meri beti pe surat aur seerat dono qurbaan hai.", Dhani's eyes shines with pride.
"Kehte hain na, jab aap kisi achche kaam ki taraf kadam badhao toh dus madadgaar haath aapki taraf badhte hain. Ab jo rural area maine select kiya hai, fortunately, wahan ka landlord mera university fellow hai. He's also going to invest his shares in this project. He's coming tomorrow to meet me for some necessary discussions.", Mrinal narrates to Dhani with contentment.
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"Mahir Beta! Aap city ki taraf jaa rahe ho?" Sumitra asks him.
"Yes Mom, ek project ke sisile mein ek meeting hai. Aap batayein, aapke liye kuch lana hai kya?" he asks honourably.
"Nahi Beta! Lana nahi, dena hai. Andy ke friend Uday ke yahan kuch phalon ke carton bhejne hain, shahad bhi farm se aa chuke hain, woh bhi."
"Kamal karti hain Mom!! Ab aisi cheezein dene main unke ghar jaun?" he rebukes.
Toh mere bhai! Agar kaho toh ring design kar deti hoon, aur bhi accessories le kar chalte hain. Baat pakki kar ke hi lautenge.", Paridhi teases him.
Mahir couldn't even smile in reply.
"Arre woh final jawab dein toh hum bhi kuch le jayein. Uday Bhaisahab next month Dubai se aayenge phir jawab denge. Phir toh aise tohfe le kar jaungi aur apni hone waali bahu ko raani bana kar laungi." Happiness and enthusiasm drips down her words.
"It means Uncle Uday is not at home. Then mujhe jaane ki kya zaroorat hai?", his train halted only at this topic.
"Arre toh kya hua, unki sahabzaadi toh ghar pe hongi na. Usse mil lena. Even ki koi gift bhi lete jao. Impress ho jayegi. Bhai! Personality lakh achchi kyu na ho magar dil jeetne ke liye mehnat karni padti hai.", Paridhi seems adamant on naughtiness.
He answers, "Kya aap mujhe apna experience bata rahi hain ki Rann bhai ne aapka dil aise jeeta tha..!?"
"Mahir!!", her eyes flutter opened.
Sumi laughs and says after a moment, "Toh main tohfe car mein rakhwati hoon. Yaad se unhe de zaroor dena."
"Mom!", he says irritatingly just like a kid. "Agar meeting ke baad time mila toh de dunga otherwise I'm sorry."
"Achcha hoga agar tum yeh sorry apne Dad ko bolna.", saying such, Sumitra leaves.
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"Dekhein Mrinal! Humare area mein government ke according development ke schemes toh aate rahe hain but as you know because of corruption, yeh bahot delayed hain. Education pe bhi focus nahi hai. But unemployment isn't a topic because everyone has enough to eat. We have also our organic farms and wahan pe humne bahot zyada workers lagayein hue hain. Men and women both are equally doing their works. Humne jahan tak ho sake farms mein advanced machinery lagayi hui hai. But main chahta hoon ke aapki NGO ke tahat health unit establish kiye jayein toh behtar hai."
He was sitting before Mrinal, in her office and presenting his points clearly. Servants were serving in warm reception.
Mrinal nods her head in affirmation and speaks - "Yes Mahir, I know, it shows quite number of problems in aspect of health, especially to pregnant ladies. Humara main focus bhi yahi hoga. Baaqi toh field work se hi problems ka pata chalega. We will setup everything keeping it as our goal... Aap yeh sab le na.", while speaking she reminds hospitableness.
Mahir picks up cup of tea, " Jee bilkul aapke har projects mein mera khaas hissa zaror shaamil hoga. Apne ilaaqe ki behtari ke liye toh hum kaam karte hi rehte hain magar aapke foundation ke tahat yeh kaam zara properly honge." leaning over the back of chair, he replies relaxed.
Sunshine peeps through the pan windows directly into the room. Her office was set in her home only. Later, their talks turned towards their university life. Election, exams, trips, groups, fun, so many things they discussed. In these chit-chats, the lost the time track. When the sunrays deflect their path, he shocks noticing time and comes to present.
"Okay Mrinal, with your permission. I need to go somewhere else too.", he stands up.
"Permission is all yours!"
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Ohooo! So it was Behir's marriage proposal, not bad, Haan!! Author is cute. Isn't she?
So here's the another character of story. Beautiful Mrinal. What are your thoughts about her? Let me know through your comments.
Well, again what do you about Mahir going to Shergill Mansion, will BeHir meet?
By the way, Bela and Mrinal, aren't they poles apart?
Where Bela is so stubborn, immature and fragile, on the other hand Mrinal is a calm, composed and focused girl.
But both are my favorites 💞
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