You and I

You and I

It was an ordinary day with birds chirping, sun shining bright, people following their daily routines – children sitting in buses chatting away the time till they reached school, ladies making breakfast for their families, men and women alike going off to their offices, vendors setting up their stalls for the day amongst the chaos rang a melodious voice that brought time to a standstill – she was singing her morning bhajan – ankhiyan hari darshan ko pyaasi. Her voice carried along the corridors of her cottage where she lived alone as her entire family had died in a horrific car crash with her being the only survivor. After finishing her bhajan she offered water to Tulsi plant kept in the corridor and then she went to pack her belongings before she went to her college. College was a welcome escape for her as it took her away from the loneliness not that she was ever left alone- he never left her alone for even a second but he had gone for a competition and this time she couldn’t accompany him as she was preparing for her own dance competition that was about to take place in a week’s time so she was spending majority of her time in the rehearsals at the studio. Dressed in simple blue kurti with leggings she tied her wet hair into a messy bun as she went on packing her jhola with books and her changing bag with her dance dress – comfy yoga pants and a loose tee, towel and water bottle. After locking up her place for the day she smiled at the people passing by when a horn honked making her look at the car parked on the opposite lane. He sat in the driver’s seat with aviators; his hair as usual messy and he wore a white crisp shirt and was smiling. She crossed the lane and sat in the car keeping her bags at the back and turned to look at him

When did you return?

Late last night around 2ish

You should have taken a day off. You’ll seriously fall sick

Wanted to take a day off but then who would have taken you?

I can go by the bus baba like I have been…she closed her mouth (placing both her hands on it) she looked at him like a mouse caught by a cat. Sorry

He smiled: I know you have been enjoying the bus rides Miss Punwar but today your driver is back on duty

Ajabde smiled: So back to being my chauffeur huh Mr Sisodia

Pratap: I will be anyone you want any time. 

As the car sped away a man in hood appeared from behind the tree gazing towards the home of his beloved. He had been following her religiously for the last 10 days and knew most of her schedule- her college, dance classes, grocery shop and the people she met he had all of them memorised. He typed a message and pressed send before he turned and walked away whistling

Driving off she told him about everything that had happened in his absence including her upcoming dance performance for the cultural festival whose training sessions were on in full swing. Suddenly she remembered something

Ajabde: Thank you

Pratap: for?

Ajabde: The red roses you sent me earlier

Pratap: Red roses? I didn’t send you any roses Ajab. Did they come with any card or anything?

Ajabde: No…It must be for Phool and the poor delivery guy must have confused our places like the previous times. You know she lives a lane after mine but the delivery tends to deliver many of her parcels to my place

Pratap: hmmmm still

Ajabde: I know I’ll be careful. I swear you and the guys are like CID seeing things where there is none

While on the other hand the media was covering the court for some sensational piece of news as the judge would be giving out his verdict in the Jadhav-Singhania VS Paakhi Kapoor in the Kalpana Jadhav Singhania murder case. The media frenzy was increasing as the guilty Paakhi Kapoor was brought into the court- questions were hurled at her and then at her family and as soon as the Jadhav-Singhania clan arrived they were targeted as well

Reporter: As we saw no one has given any comment or statement with regards to today's proceedings and surprisingly Raghav Singhania is missing. He is not in attendance for the hearing and sources say that he is currently working on a deal. Ever since Kalpana Jadhav Singhania's death he has turned into a major workaholic refusing to meet anyone and occupies his time by working day in and out.

Everyone was waiting for the verdict which would change lives of a  lot of people especially of the girl who at the time was off to her college with her friends totally unaware that one judgement would raise hell into her rather simple life