Party in Udaipur

"Get me the car, please, Kaka!" He kept his phone and turned to see her checking hers. A red Ferrari sports car drove up as the driver handed over the key to Pratap. Ajabdeh's eyes widened.

"Whoa!!! This is cool, man! You should mention having a car like this. Pata hota to Kuch aur pehenti!"

" No, what you are wearing is fine!" He opened the door for her.

" I can't believe this! " She gushed.

" What?" He frowned as he sat at the wheel.

" Wait, let me take a selfie!" He frowned at her some more.

She uploads the picture on Instagram as she says aloud, " Hashtag(#) Palace #Royalty #Ferrari #outwithaprince #omg"

He stares at her, amused, " Really? Out with a prince?"

" Kyaa?" She raised her eyebrows. "My friends in Delhi are always like Kaunsa Gaon mein You stay gal! This is my chance to show off a little!" She shrugged.

He shook his head, " I can't believe this!"

" Can I tag you?" She asked, ignoring his amusement.

" No! Wait... Do you follow me?" He asked.

" Ya so?" She shrugged.

" Nothing!" He looked surprised. "I didn't know that."

"I don't expect someone with a blue tick and thousands of followers to even know." She shrugged.

The car drove out of the archways as Ajabdeh waved to a much-surprised Kaka.

" Chalo Princy, where are the engaged specimens?" She said, turning to face him.

"First of all, Princy sounds like a dog! Secondly, what on earth are engaged specimens?" He asked.

"Haan! You see, let me explain..." He shook his head. It was going to be a long drive.

" ... They are getting married, so to all the unmarried people, they are like specimens. They go through the experiment, we learn from it..." Ajabdeh moved her hands animatedly as she spoke.

" Learn what?" He asked, eyeing her in his peripheral vision.

" That you should never get married. Ever!" She shook her head with a chuckle.

He laughed, amused. " I thought all girls have this prince on a white horse dream."

" Not this girl!" She shook her head. "I have more of a queen of my kingdom dream."

" Well, sadly, I have to get married." He sighed.

" Why?" She frowned.

" Royalty, sole heir, empire!" He shrugged.

" Like a Princess?" Ajabdeh narrowed her eyes.

" Maybe..." He shrugged with half a smile, concentrating on the road.

" Ewww, so typical. It's like a live fairytale." She looked away.

He stopped the car where another car was already parked. It was a white BMW. Chakrapani waved at his friend and stepped out, followed by Bhagwati, in a pretty white knee-length dress. Ajabdeh saw Bhago and forgot about her gown. " Eeee Bhago!!!!"

Within a few seconds, Pratap saw her get out of the car and rush towards a surprised Bhagwati and the next moment, with a loud thud, she was on the road. Ajabdeh Punwar had tripped on her gown.

She sat like a child, cursing, " Damn This Gown!"

Chakrapani was surprised but quick to help her up, and Bhago asked, " Are you all right?" Pratap just couldn't control his laughter at what had just happened before his eyes! She glanced, narrowing her eyes at him, then came up with a taunt, " Wow! So princely of you!"

" Now, I am with Ajabdeh Punwar, Kuch toh asar hoga na!" He laughed again, and all four of them started laughing.

They arrived at the party. The grand hotel made Ajabdeh say, "Whoa, you bought this thing?"

" Ya, I did!" He nodded.

They entered the private banquet as his friends and acquaintances scrutinised the girl with him.

" Guys, meet Ajabdeh Punwar, she is Ram Uncle's daughter and Bhagwati's childhood friend." He introduced her to his friends.

" I am Ven. Venkatesh. Pleased to meet you, I must say you are very pretty. " Ven held out his hand to her.

" Oh, I know that!" Her answer stunned him and made Pratap smile. He saw Chaks tell Ven by hand gesture that she was indeed a bit mad!

"I'm thirsty." Ajabdeh declared.

" Let me grab you a drink then." Ven insisted.

" Well, anything non-alcoholic!" She smiled.

" You don't drink?" Pratap asked, surprised.

" This girl needs no drink to have fun." She winked as he turned red and looked away.

" OMG, Princy, you are so shy!" She laughed.

" Here, juice!" Ven came with a glass, " Baojiraj is so shy that you are practically the first girl he is introducing us to."

" Really? Princy! Didn't expect this from you!" She took a sip. " Why?" He frowned.

" You look good, matlab thik thak, you are rich! Then there are all these girls staring at you right now." She smiled matter-of-factly.

" I won't say I enjoy the attention." He shrugged. "They see my status, not me."

"Deep. Profound. Boooring!" She shook her head.

" Speaking of girls!" Chak interrupted, " Baojiraj, run!"

" What?" Pratap stared at him, clueless.

All eyes were at the door, where a beautiful lady, about nineteen, had entered in a red, backless dress, and the male eyes hovered on her. She looked around and smiled at Pratap.

" Damn! How could she spot me with so many people around so easily?" Ajabdeh heard him murmur.

" Hi, Pratap!" The girl waved with a smile. " Rajkumari Phool Kanwar!" He smiled back.

" Call me Princess Rathore." Ajabdeh's loud slurp turned the attention to her. " Who is she?" The princess seemed to judge her.

" Ajabdeh, my childhood friend." Pratap smiled, leaning a little towards her as Ajabdeh looked surprised.

" No, I am not his childhood friend; I have known him since childhood." Ajabdeh moved away, a little.

"Pratap, you..." Phool started as Ajabdeh took another slurp.

" Ajab, you wanted to dance, right? Come!" He snatched her drink, keeping it down, dragging her by her hand to the dance floor before she could react with her mouth full of juice. She gulped it down, saying, " What? Me? When did I?"

" Keep quiet and dance." He spoke. " I can't," She shrugged.

" Follow me!" He sighed.

" By the way, I thought her name was Fool!" Ajabdeh giggled.

" That only you can think,, He smiled.

" You... umm...dating her?" She asked as he eyed her.

" You think? No, she is a college mate, an acquaintance." He shook his head. "She keeps coming at me at every party..."

"I hate slow songs." Ajabdeh startled him with her complaining tone. " DJ DJ!!!" She started waving, grabbing some unnecessary judgmental stares.

" What do you want?" Pratap held her shoulders and asked. " A louder song... more hippy! " she smiled dizzily.

" Ajabdeh. Are you alright?" Pratap frowned at her.

" Yes, I loved the juice." He shot a glance at Ven, who was smiling. He shook his head, "Damn!"

The music grew louder. " I want to go home!" She let go of his hand and collided with another guy.

"Sorry!" she was quick to apologise.

" Home? But you wanted louder music!" Pratap asked, surprised.

" Are you mad? I hate loud music. Take me home, Pratap. Now!" She sulked like a baby.

" Did you just call me Pratap?" He asked, surprised. " Hushhhhh! Princy!" She started giggling, "You are too loud." She whispered almost into his ear.

" Let's take you home!" He shook his head and dragged her away from the crowd by her hand.

He made her sit in the car and went to grab the keys. She moved to the driver's seat, shouting, " I wanna drive this Baby, now! Where is the Key?"

" Have you ever driven sober?" Pratap asked, amused. " I drive better than Lewis!" She shrugged.

" Lewis? Who is that?" He raised his brows. " Buddhu!!! Hamilton!" She giggled.

" Ajabdeh, you are making no sense. Move aside." He opened the door. " No, I'm driving, bhrooom bhrroooom gooooo Ferrari!"

He pushed her to the other side.

" Music," Ajabde commanded.

" No." He shook his head.

" Main Tenu Samjhawan ki... Na tere bina lagta jee" Her melodious voice filled the air as he drove out. In the next thirty minutes, she sang the song on a loop before falling asleep. He smiled at her sleeping figure and smiled. " So much fun you are!"

Arriving at the Palace, he tried in vain to wake her up. He opened the car door and picked her up. He laid her down in her pink room and removed the hair locks falling on her face, then covered her with a blanket. He instructed the maid. " Be with her if she needs anything."

Jaivanta Bai watched a disturbed Pratap drive out of the Palace. He needed to give Ven a piece of his mind. What he did to Ajab, even as a joke, was uncalled for.

Towards You

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My Everything

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Purnota: Chapter Twenty Five

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Purnota: Chapter Twenty One

The morning after the Chief Minister of the state attended the reception party, Binoy wrapped the newspaper that had just arrived at their threshold, eyeing the picture of him and Trilochon with the chief minister smiling proudly, made a mental note of framing it for his office in Siliguri and stepped out to see the car waiting for him in the entrance to take him to the station. He glanced over his shoulder at the house, still asleep and watched Bihari put his luggage in the back seat. Bihari had been with the Roy Chowdhury House since he was a teenager. He eyed Binoy as he lit his pipe and straightened his jacket when Bihari approached him. “Boro Saheb, should I inform Kotta Moshai once?” Binoy eyed Bihari with a disapproving glance. “If I wanted to tell him, I would have done so myself, Bihari. Where is the driver?” He checked his watch. Bihari sighed as he ran to check on the driver. Bondita stopped on the gravelled path leading from the entrance to the main gate as she watched...

Purnota: Chapter Twenty Four

Aniruddha let the shower run as his skin erupted into goosebumps under the cold water. He breathed out and removed the locks of wet hair from his face. He turned off the shower, wrapped the towel lowly around his waist and walked back to the room, not caring about the wet floor from the water dripping down his torso. He lay on the bed as his body soaked the blanket. He stared at the ceiling, stretching his arms over his head. Bondita’s promise played on his mind in a loop. “I will not leave… I will never leave.” He wanted to believe her. He wanted one person he could fall back on, trusting them to catch him when he stumbled. But his experiences proved him otherwise. He remembered that day as vividly as if it were yesterday. He had bought a scarf for Bondita from Palika Bazaar as a truce because he felt bad leaving home after fighting with her. He had tried to be patient with her and sat her down numerous times to make her understand why boarding school would benefit her. Aniruddha...

Purnota: Chapter Twenty Two

The winter morning was pleasant, especially when the sunshine hit the dewy grass on the lawn, and Bihari set down the porcelain cups for Trilochon and Kalindi to start their day. Kalindi had just taken up some orders to knit sweaters and mittens for some of the neighbourhood kids as she wrapped the thick brown shawl tightly around herself, on the chilly morning as she sat down on the lawn chair with her needles, pin and colourful balls of wool, as she knit a pair of mittens while waiting for Trilochon to join her. Bondita hurried out of their place and stopped at the sight of her sitting alone, unsurely. “Do you need something?” Kalindi raised her eyes briefly from the wool and asked as she shook her head. “I was hoping to talk to Jyatha Moshai…” She shivered a little as Kalindi scolded her to find a sweater first. She rushed indoors as Kalindi spotted Trilochon in a thermal t-shirt, a pair of pants and a shawl walking towards her with the cane in hand. He stopped as he watched her kni...

Purnota: Chapter Twenty

Trilochon’s only desire for Som’s wedding was for it to be so grand that the entire Chandannagar remembered it for the longest time. He had also invited the leaders of the opposition, ministers and even the CM, and if rumours were to be believed, he would accept the invitation. That meant trying to impress him for a ticket to the next Lok Sabha elections. He knew the only way to do so was also to showcase Som as a prodigy. Their family name was enough to earn votes for the party in the area. “Perhaps you could tell him about Somnath Babu’s involvement in some of the projects here. Like the slum area where water was flooding the pathways…” Poritosh had suggested. “But it was done by…” Bapi Da had stopped as Trilochon shook his head, “How does it matter who did it? What matters is that we say Som did it.” They agreed. “Jyatha Moshai.” Bondita walked into his room, not expecting the elderly men from the Party office to be there. “ Bolo, Maa. ” “The Gaye Holud is here.” She smiled. “How a...

Purnota: Chapter Twenty Three

“So the question is, do the slum dwellers get their dues to relocate, or do they protest on the road, grabbing media attention? If one of them mentions the sewage project where all this started, we can’t guarantee not dragging certain names then. It will be beyond our control.” Bondita breathed in as she eyed everyone at the table. The conference hall of ARC & Associates had an oval table with a whiteboard, projector and podium and sitting around the table were a stenographer, Bondita’s secondary attorney, Debashish Ghosal, the contractor and his attorney Biswas, the representative of the NGO with the Union leader of the slum, Trilochon, Somnath and Aniruddha. The people of the NGO appreciated her strategy with a nod. Ghoshal looked perplexed as his lawyer whispered something in his ear. Somnath did not look up from the table as Aniruddha passed a note to Trilochon in writing. “Now the decision is yours.” Bondita continued. “We are keen on out-of-court settlement if our basic ...

Purnota: Chapter Nineteen

“Wake up, wake up!” Bondita smiled, amused at Aniruddha and Batuk sleeping on his bed, hugging each other like children. She removed the curtains, and the room was flooded in daylight. “Urgh.” Batuk stirred as Aniruddha sat up. “What is wrong with you?” Batuk threw the pillow Bondita caught before it hit the floor. Her wet hair shone in the sunlight, with droplets of water lingering on its tips as she adjusted her well-pleated orange saree with a blue border and opened the window. A gust of cold breeze blew in from the Ganges, prompting Batuk to pull his blanket over his face. “Let me sleep, Daini !” He murmured. “Is it not enough that you all gave away my room to guests?” Aniruddha was stretching and yawning as Bondita chuckled, amused, pulling her wet hair to the side of her shoulder. “Why are you dressed up?” Aniruddha asked, suppressing a yawn. “Oh, you should be, too. Jyatha Moshai said We are going to Kalighat.” She raised her brows, amused. “Oh shit,” Aniruddha murmured, hitting...

Purnota: Chapter Twenty Six

Bondita was surprised to find Binoy in the living room of the Roy Chowdhury house as she entered the premises early in the morning. Trilochon sat with his brother, looking serious as they discussed some paperwork, as Bihari walked out with tea. Noticing Bondita so early in the morning, Trilochon looked up questioningly. “I have some errands to run before the office.” Bondita smiled as Trilochon nodded. She had to pay some bills and deliver some of the orders Kalindi had finished because her ankle hurt in the morning. Trilochon enquired about her need for medicines as Bondita reassured him that she had made sure of it. Bondita briefly eyed Binoy, who did not take an interest in her or the conversation, as he did not look up from the papers. Bondita cleared her throat, informing Trilochon that she should be on her way. “I think you should show her the papers, Binoy.” Trilochon stopped her as he suggested to Binoy, who eyed Bondita briefly. He looked unsure as Bondita opened her mouth wit...

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