1. NAINA
Miss them.
The smell of charcoal and setting the air with its pungent odor reached my nostrils, the black haze appeared in front of my eyes and my empty stomach growled like a woofer in anger. "Shoot, shoot!"
Breakfast!
Burnt!
Again!
Lovely!
The idea of going empty stomach to college curled my toes in anxiety.
Could this day get any better?
Coughing and sniffing, I reached for the faulty microwave and took the burnt as coal rod pizza out. The hues of capsicum have turned dark brown and the dry olives have turned the dark shades of black. And don't even ask me about the crust.
Arrghh!
I'm hungry!
My whimpering pierced the silence as the tears threatened to come out, and a few drops must have leaked when I eyed the burnt pizza, longingly. I haven't had proper breakfast since forever. The anger, the resentment bubbled up inside me as I tossed the coaled, iron as rod pizza in a trash can, and walked out of the kitchen, trying my hardest not to think how I would have moaned with the taste of cheese in my mouth.
Damn you, Microwave!
As I wiped the last tear off my cheeks, my unruly girls came out of their rooms looking anything but pretty, hair-like some bird's nest, with drools, spread all over their mouth and flopped on the couch over each other.
It's kind of a little victory to see them half awake whilst I was fully awake. They are early risers and I wasn't. The only thought that did wake me up before the break of dawn was my pizza. Thanks, but no thanks, microwave! I sleep like a sloth, even if a bomb crashed at the nearby building I still wouldn't twitch a muscle of mine.
"Get up! Or we'll get late," I yelled, scaring them both.
"Jesus, woman. Trying to kill us when we are asleep?" Sameera yawned as she kicked Pinky's leg away from her, "getaway, Pinky. Your legs are between my legs." I stifled a laugh.
Kinky much?
"You get away, I trying to sleep." I heard Pinky mumble as she kicked in the air hoping to get a good shot of Sameera's face.
"You can't be sleeping without me, you guys."
I let my feet in the air and jumped between the two. "Ouhhhhh!" Pinky cried out when my butt landed on her thigh. "Get away!" I scrunched my nose when her morning breath hit me.
"Ew. You smell terrible!"
"Thanks. Wanna smell more? Here smell it." She opened her mouth wide.
"Ew. Ew. Ew. Geez! Stop!" I tried to push her away and got more close to Sameera. The couch was small, couldn't fit three people, pushing Sameera further, she slipped and fell out of the couch. Dhaadam!
"Ouch, girl! Ahhh!"
"Sorry! Sorry!"
"So, what say? Bunk college? We didn't get enough sleep the other night?" Pinky stifled a yawn.
"I can't. Appointments are all lined up we can't miss."
"We better not get late. Remember the last time we missed our bus, we had to chase and screamed at the driver to stop like some crazy person who are high as fuck?" My question woke them up from the clouds of sleep as they sat up straight.
"No, don't remind me. The most terrifying experience ever." Sameera moaned from the floor.
I closed my eyes as the embarrassment started to sip in. Three girls running after a bus and screaming to be stopped. The fabrics were sticking to our skin like we were drenched in some jello, our hair was all tangled mess. And people watched us in amusement.
Jesus, that day!
Not my fault though, we all woke up late and I took like half an hour in the bathroom... and they took like ten minutes in dressing up. So... Yeah, not my fault completely.
Back to my existence, being in the final year of postgraduate in Veterinary science has made our bones stiff. Working almost nine to ten hours a day has exhausted us to death.
Sleep is long forgotten when you are a doctor!
The colleagues of my semester are bathing in coffee or chai (that's me). I'm just in a hurry to complete this semester and I will be gone for good from Jaipur. This place has given me a lot, helped me to build a sense of confidence, and get over the sense of insecurities.
I preferred corners of solitary with a book rather than being a social butterfly. But my friends helped with my flaws and I helped them build theirs. Missing them would be an understatement, but this is not where I belong.
I have a life in Kolkata, my father lives there. Have everything planned out. Get a job, help your father, no matter how hard he refutes, and save animals.
Lots and lots of animals.
Having no longer my mom in the picture ached my heart in the beginning but, now I've learned to adjust myself with the tearing ache, unfortunately, my dad hasn't. We lost her and all we have are the memories that haunt us to the core and make sure that we never forget her. I wish, I had the power to turn back time and make everything right.
But I can't. I can't help but cry in my agony. I miss my mum and I miss my old dad, the fun-loving, the carefree dad who always used to make me laugh when I was down, the comedian of my family. I want them back.
You realize things when it's too late, that's exactly what happened to me, my mum was the pillar of our family and we did realize when I was late, too late, and nothing could bring her back. But if I would get a chance back, just one. I swear, I would join heaven and hell...
"Oh my god, I can't express how excited I'm," Sameera yelled bringing me back to reality, and I shook my head to withdraw those heartwrenching emotions off my mind and passed a small smile in her direction, we are definitely excited.
"I hate you, guys, this is so unfair that you guys can go and I can't." Pinky sighed. I felt bad for her. I glide my hands around her arms.
Well, we are going to a charity organized by Animal Aid Unlimited where all the elite people are coming tonight and donating for street animals, providing shelter, medical care & training programs. Eshana gave us one pass for two people and asked Sameera and me to join her and we were elated.
Eshana Tomaras, the daughter of famous business tycoon Bhupinder Tomaras 'Tomaras and Jewellery'. She is the only daughter in her family and heir of Tomaras enterprise. But it's is weird and inspiring to see her taking a completely different route and not being interested in millions of dollars, she wanted to be a veterinarian from the very beginning, unlike me, it was her only dream. Love and save animals. Anybody would kill her to be in her place.
Anyways, when it came to friends. I'm a lucky son of a bitch in the friend's department, Sameera, Pinky, and Eshana are those people that I can count on when I'm feeling low.
"Yeah I know right, I wish we could take you too, but hey don't worry I will click a lot of pictures and post them on Ig and you can like the pictures at least," I suggested.
"Gush... Naina I hate you so much you and you are my favorite enemy, bitch." Pinky snarled and took a flight off the sofa.
"Hey, don't abuse in the morning," Sameera screamed looking in the mirror as she wore a facemask.
Yeah right, Pinky and I mouthed to each other.
"Wow, great Naina you burned your food, again," Pinky said with a bored expression.
"Uh-huh," I replied absentmindedly and went to the bathroom. It wasn't long enough when a sharp pain pierced through left my leg and started trembling. "God not again please," I groaned in pain and fell on the cold floor and dug my nails hard on the inner muscles of my thigh. The tears washed away with the shower, losing their existence.
Pieces of glass pierced my thigh muscle when I met with that accident and my mom died immediately. The doctors took out the glass piece with ease but were informed that I won't be able to walk properly for long-distance nor I should stand for too long. I have been feeling a lot better for the past two years, doing yoga has helped, and I thought, it will gradually it will go away. But, today it reminded me that nothing I do can make me forget the sin that I've committed. It doesn't matter where you are, where you go, the past never leaves you alone. It reminds me every single day that I shall never be forgiven.
"Naina you okay I heard something?" Pinky yelled. Wiping my face, and putting on a mask of bravery, I stood up.
"Yeah, I'm good," I called out.
"Okayyy, hurry up then we need to take a bath too," Pinky yelled again. God, Pinky and her yelling.
"Five minutes more," I said.
After ten minutes I came out, clad intricate thread work of kurta and Chikan cotton palazzo. Searching every jar and container for something —anything, and filling my hungry tummy with year's old cookies and chips, we all went to college which is a good thirty minutes' drive from our room. We don't stay in a hostel because the food kinda sucks. No offense to our college though, the food in hostels is usually bad.
After reaching my office I settled down. Dr. Naveen who sat across me with Dr. Aakash waved giving me his million-dollar smile, ah, wait, am I still breathing? And me being a despo waved back giving him the creepiest smile. Probably looking like a Squidward with gigantic teeth.
Gross!
Uhhh! Why all the good guys are taken? Naveen 5'11, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and dark-skinned. Spot on! The eye candy doctor of our college, and every girl's wet dream. There was something about Naveen that drew people to him. That chiseled jawline is just a chef's kiss making him everyone's favorite, mine too.
Unfortunately, he has a ladylove. A girlfriend who lives in Mumbai, studying law. Yeah, long-distance and very much invested in each other. He loves his girl and I love him, I think, Naina, STOP IT! You are disgusting. He is taken, my subconscious mind reminded.
But he is hot!
Yes, Naina go for it! Love has no boundaries.
That's my heart, folks!
Never once did my heart and my mind sync at the same thing. They are polar opposite. If my heart says right, my mind says left. Pretty much sums up how good I'm at decision-making.
Walking down the corridor, with two sandwiches in my hand, hiding under my scarf. I searched for a place to eat in solitary. I need to eat my sandwiches before anyone snatches it away from me.
You need to be cautious when your friends are rogues.
Don't judge me, fellas. I'm a keen follower of the 'sharing is caring' agenda but I'm famished for Christ's sake.
Give me a break!
The sandwich was a few inches away from my lips when the sound of someone moaning caught my attention. Peeking my head through the cracks of the hospital building, I saw a dog struggling to pull her head out between the metal rods. I sprinted towards the dog.
Tilting her head a little, and removing the poking rods from the body, I pulled her out and clutched her in my arms. "You sweet pea, got stuck, huh?"
The dog mewled and tried to pull away. "What's up, buddy? You don't like me?"
Dog shook when I patted her head. After a minute or two something wet and slick penetrated my skin as I looked down, the red color was splashed all over my coat.
Shit!
She was bleeding, her legs were bruised. She was malnourished. Above all her abdomen was grated in large slices. Someone has hurt her. I quickly took out my sandwiches and helped her eat. She ate. All two of them. I took her inside the hospital, gave light doses of sedation, and pulled the tiny pieces of glasses out. With cotton and disinfectant, I wrapped her body in white bandages and scrapped her furless skin. Limping she crossed the bridge between us and laid her head on my lap. And soon her little snores filled the room.
A small smile erupted on my face and a tear glided down my cheek.
Happy tears.
Sad smiles.
My hunger was long forgotten. I pat her head longingly.
Losing my mother was hard but learning the valuable life lessons is precious. It stays with you forever.
~Be Kind.~
~Spread Love.~
~Help others.~
~Appreciate the little things in life.~
Let the day begin!
~•~
2. ANIRUDH
Hate small talks.
At 5:25 A.M something woke me up and realized the silk sheets and the pillowcase seemed to wash up by themselves by my sweat. Sleep will take forever to come. Fuck, Insomnia!
Kicking the sheets away, I picked my shorts from the floor and went to the gym, downstairs. Started on the treadmill, punching bag (imagining my brother's face on it), and ended up with deadlifts when my body protested and my muscles cried and begged to be stopped. I was sweating vigorously, pouring the cold water, on the top of my head, my muscles momentarily froze, and jiggled my head as the tiny water droplets sprinkled. The cold shower with my fist around my dick didn't satisfy me.
I need sex!
Aw fuck, my proud ego misses my wife for the daily blow jobs.
Reading the clock that says 6:50 A.M. I mentally groaned, it's still too early. My chef, will not come for another one hour. Getting agitated, I went downstairs to check my phone and replied to a few emails from my clients and my inbox as usual my mom's text asking me 'How am I?' and as usual I didn't reply. Where was she when we needed her the most? Few texts every day won't mend our relationship.
Few messages from my sister asking me about today's function and another one from my designer asking me for today's attire. I didn't feel like replying to any one of them but, stopped when my sister's fuming face appeared in the back of my head and a low grumble escaped my lips. I imagined her eating my brains if I don't reply back or perhaps, barge into my office and demand me to take her to one of the posh restaurants, leaving my important meetings behind.
Her pregnancy hormones have fucked us all up, hell, sometimes, her husband gets bored of her and whines like a baby. I have dealt her shit, before, when she gave birth to Dhriti, she is like a plague that adheres in your head as quickly as possible but takes a hell of a time to get off. I'm amused that her husband is still breathing, fine. I send her a quick reply and also asked her to take care of my attire for today's function, not to mention, I requested her, more like adding a please after a full stop to avoid unnecessary lectures on my good manners. She is probably the only lady that gets my full attention and respect.
I'm not an easy-to-go-with type of person. I can be very difficult at times, I like discipline, punctuality, and honesty. And I rage like a storm at those who don't go according to my rules. But it's my sister who has been wiping my ass every time I make a mess and keep up with my shit.
And the time will be soon when she won't be there for me. I have to be on my own. She has a life, a husband, a baby, and a baby in the process. And keep on poking her to help me with my stuff and shit is just cruel and selfish, but again, I trust no one, but her.
Trust doesn't come with a refill, it is earned. Once it's gone, you don't get it back. And the people I thought I trusted turned their faces on me and showed their real colors.
It isn't rocket science to know that I hate people, I hate unwanted company. I hate my dad for marrying my mother for money, I hate my mother for being submissive and having no dignity at all, I hate my brother for taking away the project I have been working on for the last seven fucking months, I hate my wife well ex-wife for fucking everything up with me, I hate women who seem to be interested in me just for money, fuckin' Gold Diggers, I hate my brother-in-law Samarth for marrying my sister.
Name someone I don't hate? None.
I fucking hate everyone and everything.
Then why am I still breathing? Good question! It's simple. Everyone has something in their life to keep them motivated. I have mine. Revenge.
Going to a social event is another thing I hate, but arguing with a pregnant sister doesn't seem like a good idea, does it? The Animals Aid Unlimited Function is held every year and my sister waits eagerly for this day, like a kid with big eyes waiting for cotton candy to be handed to her. I'm a businessman and I think hundred times before investing my precious hard earnt money on something, and spending on animals seems like a loss deal for me.
I came down at eight o'clock. The dining table has already been served, brown bread, beluga caviar, oats, fruits, except, the one I'm looking for.
"Where the hell is my coffee?" I yelled at the empty hall, my voice resonated on the white pillars. The chef appeared from the corner with my coffee mug.
"Sorry, sir!"
"I need coffee before anything else," I said slowly.
"Y-yes, sir."
I sat down, drank the liquid only to spit it out. "Who the fuck asked to add so much water?" I roared.
"Sir?"
"What sir?! Do you need me to remind your ass off?"
"No, sir!" Fear gripped his face, his lips turned ashen.
I have a huge appetite in the morning, but all thanks to my chef. I moseyed over to him and smashed the caviar all over his face. "Repeat. the. same. mistake. one. more. time. and. you. are. fired!"
The face covered in black gel and eggs stuttered, "y-yes, sir."
Good! I went out without a morsel. The driver opened the door for me with a mustachy smile plastered on his face... as usual, I ignored it. I hate small talks too. I pulled my phone out to scroll through my schedules.
"Good morning, sir, Where to sir? Office?" My chauffeur asked.
"Hmm," I replied. Asking me the same questions every day for the last five years didn't seem to bore him, I see. And in five years he still hasn't gotten the clue that where the fuck else am I supposed to go early in the morning?
Being the CEO of Insperon Corporation Ltd. has packed up my ass to think about something else apart from my job, and I ain't complaining. I love my job, and I love taking risks, I love being called a ruthless businessman, a psycho who likes to ruin lives... I take over businesses, fragment them, and sell them at high prices. I love making people beg for mercy, I'm cruel in my own way. Being on the list of the top tenth richest entrepreneurs in Asia doesn't come in handy. You scrap your butt to get in there and still don't succeed.
I have spread my business all over the world like wildfire. My next mission is to work in Singapore and shred down my brother's company, selling it at the lowest prices to different bidders. Ultimately handing me the project that I deserve.
And don't worry Aarav Rajawat, I will make you cry, you don't take away things that belong to me because I don't like sharing, and you, my brother will think hundred times before messing with me again. That's a promise.
My promise!
The Rajawat's promise.
~Disaster.~
~Vengeance.~
~Agony.~
~Hurt people till they bleed.~
Let the day begin!
~•~
Two lives, Sun and Moon.
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