3 years later...

Author's POV:

At Kapoor Villa...

Early morning 7 am...

Chittiyan kaliya ve oh baby meri Chittiyan kaliya ve🎶🎵

Chittiyan kaliya ve oh baby meri Chittiyan kaliya ve'🎶🎵

The music was literally way too loud...such that Soudamini Kapoor couldn't take it herself...

She started walking down the staircase closing her ears...

While a girl about 22-23 yrs of age was dancing crazily on that song with a choreographer who was trying to teach her.

Soon Dhruv also came out of his room closing his ears...

While Soudamini came next to Dhruv asking in a pleading tone
..

'Hayo Rabbbaaaaa (Oh God)....When is this torture going to stop 🙄'

'Exactly Daadi...this shit began an hour ago...I have been tolerating this crap for an hour... Thank God Ahana slept listening to music and earpods are still on else I don't know about her Chittiyan kalaiyan... My biwi would have broken my kalaiyan for getting her here...you know how annoyed she was the minute I told her we are shifting back here and that I wanted our first baby born and loved in the house which had my Daadu's blessings.... now that he is no more...I want my child to atleast get that love and blessings from his Pardaadi (great grandmother)...the only reason she agreed was for your sake.... otherwise you know after what happened 3 years back she hates the sight of Dev Bhai!!!

But this is not something we both signed up for...For God's sake Daadi Ahana is almost 5 months pregnant... Her mood swings are high up there... With this torture playing in her ears... I don't know what the heck is this 😠' he was super annoyed...

'Haye Rabba this music is so loud?' Daadi screamed getting annoyed..

'No Daadi...this is torture...I have been listening to this song in loop since yesterday... I don't know why is she so excited for our family function 🙅'

'I don't know from where does your brother find such sample pieces...I don't know how long will this shit last...his last relationship I guess lasted how much 3 months???'

'Daadi.... forgot about the last sample remember that girl he got home that night from some stupid pub ... thank god that we got doubt.. else that drug addict could have just screwed our family name and reputation 🙄'

'Why does he bring them home??? He doesn't love them.. doesn't party with them like before... It's annoying how girls tolerate him... infact now the papers also don't term him a Casanova...they just term him a rich man with a broken heart...so much sympathy for what... for breaking a girl's trust...poor Ishaani... she did everything to protect him and just left... just left.... without a word....'

'No wonder he found this girl... Dev ki Paro'

'Huhhh???' Daadi was surprised

While Dhruv looked at the girl in front and said...

'Dev Bhai's new girlfriend... God alone knows how many days or hours will she last... Pari Singh Chopra'

Just then she heard the girl saw Daadi and Dhruv and came running and spoke to Daadi...

'Pairi Pauna Daadi' she said trying to touch her feet...

But Daadi stopped her...
Her dress was just covering her butt and her neck line was only covering her breasts...

If she bends down it would be EMBARASSING for Daadi and Dhruv from front and SHOCKING for the choreographer standing behind...

To add on she was wearing her Stilettos!!!

I mean who dances with stilettos until and unless you are a bollywood heroine 😏🤦

Daadi only wondered what's wrong with Dev...he was getting the most skimpiest girls, complete wannabe models who are forcefully trying to jump into his private family space all though they didn't care...

Including this Pari... She joined Gaya's as a model 2 weeks back and now she was Dev Kapoor's new arm candy...

Every news channel already tried to match up their age difference...

Everyone was Gaga about a 34 year old DK involved with 21 year old model.

But who are we talking here about... DK..

Although Gaya's was doing decent.. none of their latest collections except their lingeries made good name in the market.. they were struggling a good designer but every designer would either leave due to Dev's stupid demands or his high fi requests on research that he believed was necessary...

3 years back DK had been honoured with an award at Paris Fashion week...it waa his long time dream... Although he was so upset that he didn't go to receive it ... instead asked Dhruv to do the same...

His heart knew it didn't belong to him...

IT WAS HERS!!!

But she had already left...

He never tried to look out for her...

He had heard she had left India...

He would hear Ahana speak about her once or twice to Daadi...

But he was embarassed...

Everytime her topic came up...he would chicken out...

He didn't know what that feeling was...

Maybe...

Guilt!!!

People leave...but their memories stay...

At times...

HAUNT!

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Dev's POV:

(In a meeting with his team... While Nia his PA was helping him sort the papers (

'Thank you Nia ji... Please take a seat' I asked her to sit...

She was pregnant...yet she came to office..

Nia ji was my PA...she joined me 1.5 years ago...an extremely hard working dedicated lady.

I needed a good team which I had... To sort out all the issues...

Pragati...Lankesh... Akshaya...Akhil... Preeti who joined us 2 years ago... I had a talented bunch of young experienced folks although...

Only one issue we always faced was Designer!!!

Sargam was there...but she designed lingeries... She wasn't into this dress designing and stuff...she always denied saying it's not her forte...

And my current designer Jahangir Nigam was a pain in everyone's ass🤦

I wanted to let him go after his last stunt of humiliating my PA Nia Ji... He was srkf obsessed...

He was on a notice period which would come to an end by this month end...

Which meant Gaya's needs its new designer by this month end.

And this time I was very clear!!! I wouldn't mind paying any amount... Infact I'm good to even let the designs sold on the designer's name but I want a good designer for Gaya's...

We last tasted success 3 years ago...after that both my personal and professional life was fucked up!!!

I.... fucked it up...

I smiled...

Just then my phone rang...

'Yes Pari... Ummm... No...you go along with your friends...I have asked Nia ji to book your flight tickets... I'll travel later... yes they are business class... Yes...don't worry...ok bye'

Getting up and closing my coat buttons I said...

'Guys... I am leaving to Jaipur right now... I would be back by Monday. Hope you folks have a good weekend...'

To which Pragati said...

'Ummm DK... please wish Helisha from our side too...Tell her sorry from my side... there's way too much work pending ..but i'll surely be there for the engagement'

I smiled... I knew Heli and Pragati turned very good friends since last few years...

'Call her Pragati... She'll miss you...'

To which she smiled saying...

'I will DK😊 and you have a safe journey... By the way you could have left with Pari right' she said winking her eye...

I rolled my eyes...
'Pragati...I want to reach Jaipur with a sane mind and that girl is an annacin'

To which she started laughing🤣🤣🤣

'Just tell her DK...I see she's getting on your nerves 🤣🤣🤣'

'I have tried.... but she starts crying everytime...uhhhh forget...I'll figure it out' I said shaking my head as though I was trying to keep away her thoughts from my head...

'Ummm Pragati....any news about that new designer... Ummm what's that tag...

Ummm... Ya...
'Tan-Anisha...'

'Did you get more details about that?' I asked while still near the glass door...

'Ummm Sir...all I know is it's been run by 2 folks... The lady is a Canada based indian designer and her partner... They work as a team... extremely talented... Ummm they have a show next week in Mumbai...I have asked Nia to organise the passes for the show... They are freelance designers... They don't work under a fashion house...but ....we can still try...'

I nodded...

I had loved their work...

It was nothing like I saw in recent times...this 'Tan-Anisha' played with multiple colors... Indian fabrics...yet with such crisp global designs...

I wanted to get them onboard quickly before any other designer house picks on them.

I was keen to meet 'Tan-Anisha' s founders...

I sat down lazily in the airport lounge waiting for my pilot to let me know...

I was taking our private jet to Jaipur.
I was alone....

But I needed this me time...

In no time I boarded the jet and put on ny headphones...

Music played loud in my ears...

While I rested my head back and closed my eyes ...

Jaan waleya tu tadpaya
Laut ke phir tu kade na aaya
Akhan de naal dil nu rulaya
Bada sataya tu..

Yaad teri bas aandi jaave
Par teri koi khabar na aave
Dil mera hun dubda jaave
Bada sataya tu

Tainu hun meri
Kade yaad aake tadpandi nayi
Akhiyan cho teri
Kithe neendar udd-fudd jaandi nai
Aave tu mudke

Hun main ta kara faryada ni
Raha vich jind baithi
Ik leke teriyan yaadan

Ik teri khair mangdi
Main mangda na kujh hor
Ik teri khair mangdi

Na toote dil ki dor
Ik teri khair mangdi
Ab koi chale na zor
Ik teri khair mangdi main

🎶🎵

This song....always gave me so much peace...

I don't know why...

Although it brought tears in my eyes...

I felt good hearing it...

Maybe because my heart feels every single word said in this song...

😊