Non-erotic Beauty Betrayed.

[chellaporukki]

Will she turn another naina for Malhotra?

[Muthiah Sivaraman]

Good story

[Blue Bull]

Days passed on. I was unable to find her during the day other than at the dining table. She was busy with Rosy’s family but during the night she was quite reluctant to slip alone and used to sleep with me clinging to me without any thoughts. It was quite awkward for me initially but I became habituated with that.

And finally after the weekend I got a call from my travel agent that Siana’s Passport and Visa was ready. I may collect the Passport from Izatnagar Airport Authority and the Visa was on the way to me via a registered speed post. It was a great relief to me. I thanked him and was a bit surprised, how did that happen? But felt that it was not necessary to ask. They have a wide range of networks and are capable of doing many miracles. I should be interested in mangoes, not in mango trees.

I had no baggage, simply a backpack. I requested Rosy to pack Siana’s baggage with minimum, few pairs of clothing and few cosmetics and to distribute the rest to her kids and informed her that we are leaving in a day or two.

I collected her Passport and the next day got her Visa, asked my travel agent to book two tickets for Chikago and flew to New Delhi to catch the Chicago flight.

It was Siana’s maiden flight. She was a bit afraid, amused and enjoyed that. 

Only she inquired,

• Where are we going Papa?
  
• To our next adobe. I replied.
  
• How far that was from here. She queried.
  
• A lot, my dear. We are going to Chicago,
  
• Where is it? She asked.
  
• It is in America.
  
• America? Her eyes widened with surprise.
  
• Yes, darling.
  
• Mama?
  
• She will join us later very soon. I lied to her again.
  

She was very happy and her flight sickness was out. She read about America but never dream about that. She was very eager to fly to America. Finally we reached Chicago without any problem. We cleared the custom and we have nothing to declare. We had no luggage other than two backpacks. My office vehicle was waiting outside the airport and we reached our destination without any fuss and the real problem started.

Siana was very happy with the luxury and environment initially but felt very lonely when I was in office though there was a matron to look after her.She was quite a foreigner to that environment. No friends, communication problems and different style of living made her breathless and gradually she lost her charm. She lost her innocence and looked a little bit mature which she was not actually. She was crying silently for her motherland. I sensed that and was helpless. Finally she became restless and became ill.

My heart cried. Long back I left India for Naina and now I decided to return to India for my Baby Siana. I intimated all the facts to the management and sought a permanent transfer to India. They acknowledged my intimation and obliged to transfer me to India with a promotion as the Head of the Indian Operation as Rajat had resigned and joined IIM Ahmadabad as the Administrative Officer.

Siana was very happy to hear that and we were back to our origin again. We landed at New Delhi and her joy has no bound. Her lost vigor was replenished and I regained my old baby.

I sought her TC from Puspita and got her admitted to Delhi Public college. She was very good at her studies and was the topper of her class. She was a good homemaker too. Did not know how she learned that and from whom. She took the entire administration of the house in her hand. She became my mother. Now I am not an alcoholic. I stopped consuming alcohol since we were at Izatnagar for the first time.  

Time and tides wait for none, I grew older and she grew younger. With time she became more sweety along with her body growth but she still used to slip clinging to me. Once I objected and she started crying,

• Papa my entire childhood was deprived of your lap. When I got your lap I lost my Mother’s. Having a mother I am motherless and now you want me to deprive me from your lap. Then why did you bring me into this earth?
  

I was speechless. She was right at her point. Her logic was foolproof. How to convince this motherless child that I am not her biological father. I am an ordinary person of blood and flesh. Oh! God, please stop testing my patience, give me strength and make me frigid. 

Being an early widower I had very little knowledge and experience about the developments of the girls. Sometimes it was very difficult on my part to handle such a witty girl. At the age of 12 she got her puberty and I was in panic seeing her blood and immediately rushed to a doctor. The doctor educated me about the situation and I called my sister from Mumbai immediately to handle the situation.

I planned many times to shift her to Izatnagar but she was quite adamant not to quit me nor I can live without her. She was the light in my dark path. Time went on and she practically managed herself along with me.Her step in my life made alcohol away from me but I am so dependent on her I can’t leave her away. Love makes a man helpless.

Me Siraj, never afraid of any situation, never looked back, did not know whether I am successful or a loser, accepted any situation as it was, still searching what is vise and what is virtue, planned something and waited for the right time to execute that.

Time passed. She completed her 10th and 12th standard as All India CBSE topper. She was 17+ then and I  made her one of the directors of Malhotra Foundation as she started taking interest in the work of the foundation actively. The junior most director but the future Chairperson of the Foundation as all other directors were old enough to handle that responsibility. I thought that was the right time to depart her.

She scored good in the National Eligibility Test (NET) and was selected for IIT Mumbai and Delhi. Meanwhile I was also selected as the CEO of my organization. She was interested in IIT Delhi because I was there. But my plan was different. I wanted to be departed as It was too heavy on my part to bear her burden and to control my emotions.
I induced her to get admitted in IIT Mumbai as I am departing India soon to accept my new assignment. In Mumbai my sister was there as her local guardian and she could reside with her family if she preferred to.

She was a stunning beauty and quite confident of herself by then and was capable of handling and managing different situations quite independently. She had her personal Audi as I offered her beforehand. She was very good at driving. She was well aware of her mother by then and visited her regularly during the last years, initially with escort and later by herself alone and also to Izatnagar by herself alone to look after the Foundation work. She was also aware that I was not her biological father which had no impact on her present life. She still prefers to sleep clinging to me like a baby kitten without caring anything and I was a baby doll to her. 

Unaware of my actual intention, she agreed to join IIT Mumbai and preferred to stay in the hostel alone for the first time in her life.

After completing the admission formalities she flew to Mumbai with me and after settling her down with her new environment I returned with a heavy heart leaving my soul there. I was again alone, soulless and my loneliness started again hunting me and I left India for an indefinite period though I was allowed to work on my new assignment from any corner of the world.

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[Mottapayyan]

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[Muralimm]

Nice update

[Ananthukutty]

Waiting to see how this beauty is going to betray. He might not have experience the betrayal from his wife. However, Naina husband would have.

[Blue Bull]

Another turn in my life. I became an alcoholic and a workaholic again. Days passed on and I was alone. No routine life, no fixed abode, wherever it was night it was my adobe. My heart was crying for her. Yes, she never missed a video call with me daily on a routine basis. She had completed her four year B.Tech. in IT as usual, First class First in her batch. I was invited to her convocation as the Guest of Honour as our company was one of the best recruiters of the institute. Yes, I was going to India after four years to meet her. Siana was not aware of that. It would be a surprise to her.

I met Raghab, my old bosom there at the gate of the IIT Mumbai. He was also invited to the convocation of his daughter and introduced me to his wife and daughter and inquired about my whereabouts and the reason for my appearance there.

I did not want to embarrass him. Just avoided his query and went inside. There was a huge crowd and soon I ditched them and proceeded towards the Administrative Block in search of the Dean’s chamber.

The convocation started and I was on the Dias with other guests and my eyes were in search of her. She was not yet aware of my arrival there though she was ringing me continuously and my personal number was in flight mode. She had also phoned my secretary as she has no access to my Company’s CUG network to know my whereabouts. I informed my secretary that I was near to her and to avoid her calls saying anything without revealing my location as I want to give her a surprise.

Atlast I found her at a distant corner in her ceremony gown with Raghab’s family and she was busy chit chatting with his daughter. The convocation started. After a lot of speeches  the awarding ceremony started. The anchor announced,

• Miss. Siana, The proud of our institute, topper of the batch xxx and gave a brief history of her activities.
  

I found her approaching the dias with slow steps as if she was pulling her legs with great difficulty. She climbed the dias with a gloomy face without any cheer and stood silently looking down to hide her imotion which was quite against her nature. I laughed to myself, my sweet heart was missing me.

• I will request Mr. Siraj Malhotra, CEO, xxxx and the Chair Person of the prestigious Malhotra Foundation to award Miss Siana. The anchor announced.
  

Hearing the announcement she had a thousand watt flash on her face. She lifted her head up and searched the entire audience with a bewildered eye. I stood up slowly from the chair and approached her slowly with a smile on my face.

She turned and with a bewildered eye, looked at me for a while and pounced at me and clung to me like a front pack, her tender hands around my neck and slender legs around my body and started showering kisses all over my face. I also forgot the situation, embraced her tight and started kissing her.

• Papa...O my Papa...You brute … You are torturing  your baby. She cried in my ear, reminding me of something and pushing my memory backward again.
  

We came to our senses. What an embarrassing situation that was. I announced,

• Sorry Gentlemen and Ladies, I have been away from my Baby for the last four years. I am very sorry, I was unable to control my emotions and created a nuisance here. I am really sorry. A huge applause there.
  

All were stunned. None of them were aware of our relationship. Siana was very happy and after receiving the award she was out of my sight in no time. I announced a party from my side at night for all the delegates and invitees and requested the dean for the same and to arrange lodging and  boarding for all at my cost.

At night, all were very happy and I became a VIP to all and all were interested to interact with me but I was in search of my baby doll. But she was nowhere. I could only get her short glimpses and she was flying like a butterfly.

Suddenly, I felt a hard pinch on my back. It was Raghab. He pulled me sidewise and slapped hard on my butt.

• You dickhead, You became a Chhupaa Rustom.  You are settled and we were unaware. Where is Bhaabijee? You had not told me that, you are the chief guest of this ceremony and …… He went on complaining. 
  
• Stop, stop. My memory is too weak. A single question at a time. I laughed.
  
• Where and when you had settled. She enquired.
  
• Ha, ha, ha… It was not like that as you were thinking. Still now, I am single and alone. I answered with a sigh.
  
• Siana?
  
• Yes, she is my throbbing heart, my baby doll, my soul but not my biological daughter. Never reveal this to anybody, even to your family. I explained and cautioned him.
  

Meanwhile his family joined us. His daughter was also too pretty. She is supposed to be a friend of Siana. He came to me and clung to one of my hands.

• Uncle, I know everything about you and Siana. She loves you too much. She had many sleepless nights for you. She was always crying for you.
  

I smiled at her and caressed her head lightly. 

• Yes, she is my throbbing heart, my baby doll, my soul. I also missed her a lot. But where is she?  Missing since she received her award. I enquired.
  
• She is busy advertising her Papa. She smiled. 
  

I also.

• Uncle, I am going to join your organisation. I am not aware that You are the CEO. Siana bloody, never told anybody the same.
  

I laughed at her innocence.

• She is also one of the Directors of Malhotra Foundation and is going to be the Chairperson. I announced.
  
• Oh! Great. She seems to be a great Chhupa Rustom. She was amazed.
  
• What is her future plan? She is also selected to join your organization also. She enquired again.
  
• I do not know Beta.
  
• Most probably, she will like to join IIM. She has scored well in CAT. She informed me.
  
• No problem Beta. Let her choose her career herself. I smiled.
  

Suddenly she appeared like a ghost. Seeing her friend clinging to my hand, she pulled her away.

• What is going on here? He is my Papa. Who are you to share him with? She scolded her friend mockingly and we all laughed.
  

The party was over. I thanked all for making the party successful and bid a Good Night to all. Siana is still clinging to me.

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[Arul Pragasam]

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[Rockket Raja]

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[Dumeelkumar]

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[Rangabaashyam]

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[Blue Bull]

I informed her that we are leaving for Izatanagar by 9.30am and to pack her luggages. She said instantly,

• No papa. My luggage is ready. I have the clearance. I am leaving campus with you right now.
  

We moved to a hotel and by Noon the next day we were at our Mansion at Izatnagar. Rosy was also very happy to see me again after a long gap.

At night, the same repetition, after dinner Siana came to me. Without a single word she slept within no time clinging to me, placing her head on my chest and I caressed her head with love and went for a deep sleep after a long gap.

Next morning I asked her about her future programme and she was interested in joining IIM. She had invitations from different IIM and she asked me to choose the IIM for her. I chose IIM Ahmedabad as Rajat was there. 

She confirmed IIM Ahmedabad about her joining and asked for necessary documentation. Next Day she got all the documents via mail and submitted those instantly along with all testimonials and requisite fees. By the evening her Admission to IIM Ahmedabad was confirmed and she has to join the campus by the last week of next month. 

Now I’m 54+ and proposed Siana’s name as the new Chairperson of the Foundation to the General Body and authorised Siana to look after the work of the Foundation till the next General Body meeting. I had no more work in India and I asked my travel agent for a tourist Visa for Siana. After getting that I flew to America once again with Siana. She was then mature enough to cope up with the new foreign environment.

Nothing special then. I was busy with my work and she was busy exploring America. But at night she used to cling to me and went into a deep sleep. I felt homely again. Finally her reporting at IIM Ahmedabad reached and we flew to India.

Rajat welcomed us as he was the dean of the IIT Ahmedabad then. He was expecting me. I was a little bit embarrassed and asked,

• How are you expecting me?
  

He asked me to have my seat and asked one of the attendants to show the Campus to Siana and replied,

• Being the father of Siana, though I was not sure but I know only one Siraj Malhotra in my lifetime and that is you. 
  
• Father of Siana? I exclaimed out of surprise.v
  

He pulled out the file of Siana and handed over to me,

• Yes, don't know why you had not declared about your daughter then.
  

I went through her documents and found me as her father everywhere. I was a little bit amused and thought that Siana might have entered my name as her father. To normalise my embarrassment I replied,

• Sorry yaar, You know she had left me with her daughter and returned her to me when she had gone for her next settlement and I was a little bit disturbed then and not comfortable to declare that. I lied to him.
  

Rajat was very happy knowing my present position in his ex-organization and assured me not to be bothered about Siana and he will look after her as her daughter.

• Bro, your daughter has the height of your’s but her appearance is neither of you nor her mother. He proclaimed.
  

I smiled at him and ignored his query. He invited us for dinner and said that Siana can board with his family if she likes. But she preferred to stay in the hostel. The hostel rooms were fully furnished with all furnitures and fixtures and Rajat assured that he will supply all other her requirements or she can use his vehicle to go to the city for purchasing anything of her choice.

After the dinner I left for my hotel in Rajat’s car and was eager to have her last night with me but I restrained her as I had my early morning flight and left the campus with a deserted heart.

After reaching the hotel I analysed the entire situation. How come my name was there in Siana’s Father’s Name? The educational record was initiated at the time of first admission to formal education. I checked her birth certificate given by Puspita by mail. Another thunder! Siraj Malhotra was there as her father. How could it be possible? Is Siana my daughter? But her mother is Reshma, a divorcee. If Reshma had changed her name, how could she know my title? Naina did not know anything about me other than my name Siraj. If Reshma was Naina then why did she not meet me? But baby Siana is an exact replica of my Naina. If she was the daughter of Naina then how could she be with Reshma? No, it’s not possible. There must be another Siraj Malhotra. Mystery, mystery and mystery. Anything is possible in this world. Who will solve this mystery? Reshma? Yes, I should meet her. But, according to Siana she is not recognising anybody and unable to speak. Then how can she solve this riddle?

I went on pondering and had a sleepless night even after taking two large pegs of whisky.  Now it was clear how and why Siana had her Visa and Passport so easily. The vibration in my wristwatch reminded me about my flight time and I left India leaving Siana and her past mystery unsolved.

I was alone again. My peace of mind was lost again. Memory of Naina started hunting me again. Where is she? How is she pulling with Karthik? I wanted to meet her to know her whereabouts. But I know nothing about her address. How to find her after so many days? 

Oh! Naina, why did we meet? You made me useless. I had none to care but you made me care about you. I was happy, carefree and most successful in my life. I had everything. Money, power, lots of girls to enjoy. 

But, what was with Naina? A naive lady with average beauty and mother of a child. But her magic made me craved for her and I am missing her. Each and every night of mine was colourful. I seldom had a lonely night. No lust, no desire, no craving for anybody. I was whole within me.

I am 54 now, still alone and craving for her. Naina, where are you? God! Make her life blissful wherever she may be?

Another year passed. Everything was routine, workaholic and alcoholic. No more visits to my baby doll Siana but she meets me daily on video call the only solace to my deserted soul.

One day I received a call from India that I had a personal letter received at New Delhi HO posted 21yrs back somewhere from Tamilnadu.I was amused and shocked how I had a personal letter from Tamilnadu as I knew none there and thanks to the Indian Posts for delivering so quickly. Anyway I requested them to send me a scanned copy of the letter as I had nothing personal to be unreveal and the hard copy to Siana at Ahmedabad.  

A big surprise was waiting for me in the mail. The scanned copy of the personal letter was nothing but the photo of a baby girl of 8 or 9 months sitting with a few toys gesturing to me with her big lotus bud shaped eyes. The photo was marked…. "Your baby...Naina….."

Oh God! I can still remember that Naina and Karthik were from Tamilnadu, which means that post was from my heartthrob Naina. But that seemed not possible as she was not aware of anything of mine other than my name Siraj and with that much information it’s not possible to trace my whereabouts from crores of Indians. Then how can she? No, that’s not possible. Then what is this letter? Was this from my Naina and the baby is mine? Is Siana Naina’s daughter? Then how and why was she with Reshma? Only Reshma could answer these but according to Siana she is a hopeless case and still not recognising her and unable to speak.

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[NityaSakti]

Nice update

[Saikarthik]

Excellent one bro

[Vasanthan]

Good one

[Ragasiyananban]

Great, write more

[AjitKumar]

Awesome, waiting to read where did the betrayal start.

[xbiilove]

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[saleem8026]

Nice updates

[xavierrxx]

Waiting to know what happened to life of naina and why she left the baby to Reshma?