RATHORE MANSION

THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V.

sajna hai mujhe sajna ke liye........

The walls of the Rathore mansion were familiar to this everyday croaking of their new entrant, Bela..........wife of the eldest son of the Rathore's, the daughter in law of the ruling politician of the city, this leggy lass had a nerve to irate anyone and everyone.......

While everybody wondered how she managed to get a place in this high profile family, some very well knew her trick up their sleeve.......being bold and beautiful, trapping Ranveer wasn't a difficult task for her...........being a womanizer himself, Ranveer was bowled over by her remarkable beauty and boldness........

Her dressing style, the way she carried herself amidst a gathering had always been the talk of the town............some called her a black mole on the reputation of the Rathore's but some couldn't help but be mesmerized by her looks...........Ranveer was very well aware of her character, but that didn't matter him..........his family wanted him to get married and who better could he get other than Bela.........

She had so many affairs of hers to be looked after, why would she even be bothered to know where her husband had been spending his nights..........all she would do is deck herself up, insult her mother-in-law and go around to attend a lot of social gatherings where she couldn't even understand what the page-3 ladies would say to her.........reason, she was illiterate........

Chaliya..........ari oh Chaliya.........kahan marr gayi yeh?

She called out to her maid as the maid rushed towards the stairs to help Bela descend the steps in her long flowing gown without tripping.........as soon as she managed to hold the edges of Bela's gown, she was rewarded by a smack on the back of her head for not answering her Madam at her first call..........

Sabke sab kaam chor hai.........ekdum sasusa ki tarah........nikamme

(all of you don't want to work.........just like mom-in-law.......useless)

She walked towards the kitchen where Neha was busy preparing breakfast, stopping by the door she didn't fail to fulfil her duty which she was very apt at...........insulting her mother-in-law........

Eii dekho.........uhaan betiya raani pata nahin kiske saath apna muh kaala kar rahi hai, aur inhe koi fikar hi nahin hai........arrey raat se subah ho gayi, par phir bhi nanand saa ghar nahin padhari......aur yeh hai ki apni hi duniya mein dang..........arrey sawdhaan rahiye sasusa........kahin beti apne saath damaad aur naati na le aaye......

(look at her, daughter hasn't come home yet, wonder with whom she must have spent the night..........it's morning now while she was supposed to arrive at night........and you are least bothered about it........beware mom-in-law, you never know, your daughter might get her husband and child along)

As irritating as her talks were, it was that much difficult to argue with her.........coz once she would start arguing, she wouldn't stop.......and it was better not to argue with her rather than spoil your mood early in the morning.........coz Neha very well knew one fact for sure.........she could never expect any support from her husband or son for that matter.........if at all there's a clash between her and Bela, forget supporting her.........instead her husband would prefer walking out and her son would support his wife...........

Sonakshi bass aati hi hogi........phone aaya tha uska kal raat, uski train deri se aayegi..........tum kahin jaa rahi ho kya?

(Sonakhi will be late, she had called yesterday night saying her train has got delayed.........are you going out somewhere?)

Dropping the clutch she held in her hand all this while, rather purposely throwing it on the floor, Bela begun shedding fake tears while covering her ears with her palms, as Neha wondered what wrong she had done now?..........was it wrong to ask her daughter-in-law if she's going out somewhere?.........wouldn't any normal person do that, atleast for the sake of knowing if the other person would be back for lunch or not?

Aap humesa aisa hi karti hai sasusa..........jab bhi hum ghar se bahar nikal rahe hote hain, aap humein tok deti hain...........aap na bilkul bhi accha nahin sochti hai humare liye......

(you always do this mom-in-law........whenever I'm about to leave the house, you stop me, you never think good when it comes to me)

Neha knew what's the best she could do in this situation.........apologize to the drama queen and move on with her work.........there wasn't actually any use of trying to prove your point and bang your head on a stone........coz this woman was never going to speak any good about you, no matter what.........so she decided to say a meek sorry to Bela and move away from her sight..........

Bela didn't actually belong to Rajasthan, she was probably a migrant from some northern state, thus proved by her accent.......all she had managed to do in her life was woo many rich men with her charms and ofcourse, trap Ranveer Rathore to get a ticket into the Rathore Mansion........once satisfied that her mother-in-law had lost yet another head-on to her, huffing her way ahead, Bela moved towards the main gate, only to be met by the sight she had been anxiously waiting for..........Devansh Bundela.........the handsome youngster on whom she had her eyes set for a long time..........

Arre yaar..........yeh chora yahaan kya kar raha hai.........kahin humse milne toh nahin aaya?..........haan, sahi hai.........aakhir kaar hum hai hi itne khoobsoorat........koi bhi jawaan chora humare paas khicha chala aa hi jayega..........

(what is this guy doing here?..........can it be possible that he has come to meet me?..........right, afterall I'm so beautiful........any young lad would be attracted towards me)

Her bubble burst soon as she saw Sonakshi step out of Dev's car, in a rather dizzy state...........her blood boiled as she saw Dev move forward to help Sonakshi out of the car..........she tripped once again before being stabilized by Dev as Bela could feel fumes emanating from her earlobes as Sonakshi's shoulder touched Dev's chest and both of them had a brief moment before Pranay stepped in with Sonakshi's suitcase.........

Hay daiyya..........yiha sasusa sabse jhoot bol rahi hain ki nanad saa ki train deri se aayegi..........aur uhaan dekho, maharani to kahin aur hi gul khila rahi hai..........seedhi si dikhne waali nanand saa.........ek nahin balki do do choro ke saath..........ab eii bani na breaking news..........

(OMG.........here mom-in-law has been lying around that Sona's train's going to arrive late...........while she has been busy with something completely different..........my simple looking sis-in-law has been out with not one but two guys.........now this is called a breaking news........)

She quickly pulled out her Samsung Galaxy S9, all set to record each and every nuance of Dev-Sona meet in her gadget...........although being a zero in other fields, she seemed to be a genius when it came to operating these high-end devices.........clicking some really misleading pictures & videos from all the possible angles that she could, she finally flipped her hair off her shoulder to give one last glance at the trio in question before leaving for her high-profile party followed by her maid.........Sonakshi was definitely in for a bigger mess.........

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I really don't know how to thank you guys..........if it wasn't for the two of you, I would have been in a such a big trouble right now....

Fear gripped her heart suddenly as she recollected the incident of past night.........her hands shivered and teeth jabbed as she imagined the worst possible scenario.........what would she have done hadn't Dev and Pranay not shown up in the nick of time.........what would have been her state just in case she would have been left alone to battle those merciless goons.........

It's perfectly fine Miss..........infact we are glad that we could be of some help to you...........

She snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Dev while his voice went off beat for her..........all she could see was the rhythmic movements of his plump, pinkish lips as he spoke to her in his accented English..........his eyes spoke an altogether different story while his smile curved his already beautiful lips into a further beautiful shape as his cheeks formed two tiny dimples.........

Miss.........Miss..........are you okay?.........do you feel giddy again or something?..........do you want me to take you to a doctor before you head home?

It suddenly striked her.........she had given him a certain impression that she was conversant only in English and now that he was speaking to her in just the western language, it was quite obvious that he felt she wouldn't be able to understand the national language........she wondered if she should break his imaginary bubble or not?

Sonakshi..........I'm Sonakshi Rathore..........and you?

Devansh............Devansh Bundela.........nice to meet you........

They entwined their hands for a handshake while they kept holding hands for a time which seemed longer than usual............Pranay who was standing a feet apart till now, being the mere spectator amidst their conversation, decided to budge inn............

And I'm Pranay............Pranay Thakur..............Dev's Jeeju cum best friend, you can call me Pranny........

He fanned himself with his hands as both Sonakshi and Dev burst into a fit of laughter...........this man certainly did have the ability to change the most gravest situation into the most liveliest one..........

Nice to meet you too Pranay.........oops, Pranny........

Sonakshi shook hands with him as well as she finally bid goodbye to her two saviors before collecting her suitcase from Pranay and making her way into the Rathore Mansion............she did turn around for a while before entering the gates of the Mansion, as her eyes met that of Dev's, who was probably waiting for her to turn around and give him an indication that she's fine now and that he could leave.........

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Waise sach bata saale........sahab.........tujhe woh ladki acchi lagi na?

(so brother-in-law.........you liked that girl, didn't you?)

Dev stopped driving and turned around to throw an angry glare at Pranay.......he had been bugging him all along and his taunts grew just a little stronger when he saw Dev and Sonakshi greet each other like long lost friends........the way they shook hands, the way they waited for the other one to reach his/her destination safely........the look of satisfaction Dev had on his face when he dropped her back home........all together was a different tale........

Baba Pranny jii...........how many times do I have to tell you that I'm not interested in any sort of relationships..........I don't like Sonakshi........neither her nor any other girl.........is that clear??

Pranay kept looking at him agape for a while before breaking the silence and speaking again.........

You aren't interested in any girl.........okay.........I get that..........no more girls........Dev, buddy............ladke pasand hai kya tujhe(do you like boys)?

It took a while for Dev to actually understand what Pranay meant........and when he did, he turned the car into a not-so-crowded driveway.........Pranay screeched as Dev loosened his seat belt before turning around fully towards him.........

No Pranny............I don't like boys..........instead I just like one guy, and that's you..........

itne din main intezaar karta raha ki kab tu yeh baat samjhega ki main tujhse kitna pyaar karta hoon..........ab jab tu yeh baat samajh gaya hai, main tujhse aur door nahin reh sakta..........aao, mere paas aao.........

(all along I have been waiting for you to realize this fact, and now that you know the truth, I can't stay away from you anymore........come, come closer to me)

Letting out one final scream, Pranay leapt of the passenger's seat, only to leap into the backseat of the car...........covering his face with both his hands, he kept pleading to Dev as Dev had the heartiest laugh of his life..........

Noo............please Dev...........I love Kriti yaar, I love your sister.......you can't do this to her........and then I'm not a gay..........please let me go........

Buckling his seat belt yet again, Dev ignited the engine much to Pranay's relief.........he glanced at him for one last time, before starting his ride ahead.......

So you get my point buddy.........stay shut and stay there........agar dubara meri shaadi ka topic nikala na, toh I swear main tujhe nahin chodunga.......baaki tu samajhdaar hai........

(So you get my point buddy..........stay shut and stay there..........if again you bring up the topic of my marriage, I swear I won't leave you........rest you are smart enough..........)

Pranay continued remaining glued to the back seat as Dev drove him through the tricky roads which took them to Pranay and Sanskriti's love nest.......PRAKRITI!!!!!

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