Monday, 13 October 2014

Avenged Part one

Here it is, but please note this is not the end, the end is yet to come and a lot is to be revealed... part two will be up shortlyBig smile
Avenged
Part 1
The day before the court case...
"Madhubalaji there is a visitor for you" Madhu followed the warden.
It was him.
A monster.
She once loved.
"How are you doing Madhu" He asked, without looking at her, his eyes bore holes into his cellphone.
She said nothing, but couldn't help notice the handsome way strands of his hair fell onto his face.
She wondered how he could sit there, so calm, as if pretending to love another human being, was just another item to tick of the to do list.
"Not talking to me?" He said still not looking at her. She stayed silent.
"The judge is looking at 7 years, or a plea deal my lawyer will offer if you claim to be mentally insane" He said not looking at her still.
"Warden!!" she called out, the warden entered.
"Yes?" She said, momentarily mesmerized by RK.
He finally looked up when she stood up.
"Take me back to my cell" his eyes flashed in anger, at her words what did he expect she thought a hug and kiss welcome.
He wanted her to admit that she intended to kill him, she would never even if she had to rot in jail all her life.

PART ONE
One month after the sentence.
Time went by slowly, creeping by, crawling almost, not a day went by when she did not miss her son.
A box came to her delivered from an unknown courier.
Articles of the Kundra case, along with articles of her father's death.
She found dozens of pictures, of herself, pictures taken without her knowledge there was pictures of Trishna, her mother, even her late aunt and uncle in Dehli, they were in a car accident, an accident he caused she found an old novel, where the sentence was high lightened and underlined several times.

Revenge shall be taken from the sins of the fathers onto the children every generation one heir shall be left behind, then the games shall begin afresh.

This was maybe what he followed his regime. Madhu never cried. She burned the box, almost in a therapeutic way it healed her.
She was released by the end of the month, Madhu, was given no reason for her release. The officer who released her just said, that she was released by a well-wisher.
RK in Australia...
On a boat, it was a fine day for sailing, he found junior, sleeping in his cot. He began to find it difficult, the nanny he had hired after Madhu went to jail was a bit of a slacker. She often left junior alone and spent lots of time on her cellphone. He felt Ria crawl into his arms, she was beautiful, in the made up sort of a way. She clung to him like a whimpering petal, she never paid much attention to junior, and she hated kids. RK felt his phone vibrate, it was one of his contacts at her jail.
"Madhubala has been released sir" His eyes widened, at the news. He cut the call without any questions.
"RK, I am in such a demand to model, right now" Ria gushed unexpectedly, fishing for compliments, which he never offered. He remembering telling Madhu that she was beautiful more than once.
She had the kind of beauty that all men appreciated, natural beauty.
He had all her traces removed out of his life, but his son was not someone that would or could be removed.
One month later...
"What do you mean she disappeared?" RK asked throwing the folder in Bittuji's face who bent down and picked it up.
"You are supposed to be the best private investigator in the business" Bittuji, looked down embarrassed.
Madhubala had disappeared, RK had grown obsessed with the idea of finding her.
"Ria, I can't come for your show" RK, said slightly annoyed, Ria liked the thought of the Kundra name being nearby, it meant mostly out of fear people would give her modeling gigs.
"Please baby?" she whined, RK looked at his sleeping son, every time he did he remembered Madhu, reluctantly said yes eventually ending the call. Junior awoke, crying the house down, he picked him up and stared at him.
"I don't want to go either" He said to him.
Junior began to sleep after at least an hour.


RK reached Ria's fashion show when it was almost over only to find her wearing plain tracksuit.
"Aren't you the show stopper?" he asked her kissing her head more out of curtesy rather than affection.
"Apparently there is some other model, who is liked to be the next Venus, and apparently I am a washed out hag" Ria sniffed a little loudly.
RK's, went towards the designer, who fluffed and primed a figure behind the curtain.
"Manish" He called out, knowing this could all be solved with a little money.
"Mr. Kundra" He greeted happily and pulled him forward, behind the curtain. It was her Madhubala, dressed in short silk night gown that left little to the imagination she smiled, the kind of dimpled beaming smile that often made him forget his words.
"Madhubalaji, this is Mr. Kundra" He introduced, making Madhu smile, it was something she never did before a lot.
RK raised a brow as if to ask if she would really, wear hardly any clothing in front of so many.
She barely seemed worried though, he stared at Manish, who looked entranced by all the exposed creamy flesh and stared at her openly.
"Why was Ria replaced?" Madhu stopped Manish before he could answer.
"I thought models were chosen according to their beauty, isn't it obvious" Madhu said, RK was taken aback by her directness. The music stopped, music a little more sentious began to play, RK felt sick as he watched Madhu take off the gown, her back was completely exposed, she walked forward through the curtains.
Ria began to cry louder, all RK could do was stare hopelessly at her.
The Madhu from before ufft.
But this one masha Allah.
Madhu watched his handsome face stare at her with desire as she walked back towards him.
One by one she would take away the things he loved, just like he did with her, she felt had won round one, destroying his beautiful girlfriends' career.
RK grabbed her arm roughly pulling her behind the curtain and covering her body quickly.
"I don't want you to ever show your body like that" Madhu ran a finger down his cheek and seductively leaned forward.
"You gave up the rights you had over this body" Madhu said pulling the cover he had placed over her.
RK, smirked the kind of dark smirk, Madhu hated he pulled her against his chest his large warm hands touching her bear back.
"I could have you on the floor and naked, in a minute" He said, running a finger down her spine lingeringly.
"And, the thought I would f**k you back must leave you sleepless, at night" she said wrapping her arms around his neck.
"But I am not that cheap" she said pushing him away and walking.
Madhu could feel his eyes on her, as she left.
Madhu heard a soft knock on her door as she lounged.
She walked slowly towards the door, she was expecting a reporter, who was going to interview her on her success as a model.
It was him.
Madhu let him in and walked back to her couch letting him take in her new home.
"Ex pati dev, I welcome you home" She said, and opened a dark red nail polish and began painting her toes.
"I bought all seven of your shoots" he admitted.
"A waste of money" Madhu said sipping her mug of coffee she had made earlier.
"I would offer you some, coffee but we all know how that turned out last time" Madhu said putting the mug down and continuing with the rest of her nails.
"Won't you ask about him?" he asked, it was almost as if she had moved on and did no longer care about him.
"No" she said, her face mask, it angered him to unknown ends, he stood up, but watched the way she looked so beautiful, in her denim jean cut offs and white t shirt, she looked every bit the 20 year old she was, and not the mother he remembered.
"Our son misses you" He said.
"And whose fault is that?" she asked, she could feel his dark eyes, scanning every inch of her body, she finished her nails and watched him pull out a gun.
"Have you really moved on so much so that, you don't wish to see him?" Madhu feigned disinterest. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her with him.
Madhu knew that the only way she would ever see junior again was by, feigning disinterest in her son.
RK locked her in the room with him, she ran towards his crib and picked him up, RK's phone rang alerting him of trouble at one of his clubs.
He left in a hurry and ordered guards to not allow Madhu out the room.
Mohan kundra headed down the stairs and ordered the guard away, he went in and found Madhu, holding onto the baby and walking around the room.
"Madhu, please run away from here, my son, he will never ever let you live in peace, Madhu he has so much hatred inside him, what if he eventually turns it to junior because Jr is after all your son, I had you released Madhu so we could have this opportunity to chat" Madhu remembered the quote from the box, well the book in the box,
Revenge shall be taken from the sins of the fathers onto the children every generation one heir shall be left behind, then the games shall begin afresh.

She held her baby to her chest and, then Mohan, uncle organized money for her.
Madhu disappeared.
But the news did not.
INDIAN TIMES
A month later RK was arrested for being a suspect in the disappearance of his ex wife, new model Madhubala kundra.

On his  way to the station the suspect was in an accident and remains MIA.

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