Non-erotic Beauty Betrayed.

[Blue Bull]

• Naina, What are you doing there?  Someone enquired.
  

I was about to enter the ‘Aravinda Purnanga Siksha Kendra, Puducherry’, an integrated education center and was startled by hearing someone calling Naina.

I am Siraj Malhotra, founder chairman of ‘Malhotra Foundation, Izzatnagar.’ and General Manager of a US based Cloud MNC, staying at Chicago, and  was on a formal visit to the college for it’s formal adoption by the Foundation.

I looked here and there in search of Naina and found a little cute girl who was looking at the Ice Cream vendor behind the closed college gate.

I went to her and called, “Naina.”

She lifted her head slowly and looked at me with her sweet cute eyes as if we were quite acquainted for a long time.

Oh! God. I was stunned. What am I beholding? Same eye, same nose, same face, everything was copied. The only difference was the age. I was dumbfounded and speechless seeing Naina in her college uniform. 

• Yes, Baboojee. I am Siana. She replied.
  
• Do you want an Ice Cream? I asked her still with a bewildered eyes.
  
• No, Baboojee, It’s forbidden here to receive anything from a stranger. She replied respectfully with a bit of hesitation and ran away.
  

Meanwhile, the gatekeeper reached me to confirm the reason for my visit and to whom I want to meet.

I handed over my V Card to him and requested him to inform the Principal Miss. Puspita Nair. 

Going through my V Card, the eyes of the gatekeeper widened and he immediately saluted me and offered a chair and informed the Principal immediately about my arrival.

He was extremely sorry, not to recognise me though informed by the management about my arrival in advance and did not expect me on foot without any companion and frill. 

Within no time the Principal, a lady of about 45yrs arrived along with other staff of management and greeted me warmly. Soon we were in the chamber of the Principal.

After a few formalities and pleasantries I liked to have a formal visit to the college campus before coming to any conclusion. All were quite impressed with my simplicity and behavior and interaction with them. They did not expect the Chairperson of the multinational Malhotra Foundation and the General Manager of a US based MNC so simple in attire and behaviour.  

They escorted me to the college campus. I was amazed. It reminded me of the old Shantiniketan Campus. It was a campus of 10acs with natural surroundings enriched with large varieties of flora and fauna. I was really impressed with that.

On returning to the Principal office I met her again. She ran to me and clung to me. I was bewildered and caressed her head with love. The Principal was stunned.

• Siana, do you know him? Principal asked.
  
• Yes Ma'am. He is my Baboojee. She replied innocently.
  

I lifted her in my arms and took her along with me. The Principal along with others were surprised and looked at me, querying how I was related to her?

I smiled. “Don’t be puzzled. I am no way related to her. I just met her at the college gate a few hours ago.” I clarified.

• By the way, who is this cutey? I enquired, still holding her in my arms and proceeding to the Principal office.
  
• She is the daughter of one of our teaching staff, Reshma. She is a brilliant student and topper of Standard-III and she is also very good in extra curricular activities . The Principal conveyed.
  

After reaching the Principal office I put her down and she ran away again. Do not know why my heart was beating hard for her. I enquired about her father and came to know that Resma was a divorcee.

After going through the various records of the college I was fully satisfied and sanctioned 15K US $ for the core development of the college and 10 lifetime scholarships for the needy meritorious students with assurance that the amount may be increased anytime to any extent in future with the performance of the college. I made it clear, the lifetime scholarship means till the end of the education of a student,  home or abroad, all expenses including boarding also.

Then we went for lunch and my eyes were in search of her but she was nowhere. I did not know why I felt an emptiness in my heart for her. I got a call from Delhi and requested them to arrange a taxi for me to reach the airport. They were very happy to drop me at the airport with their office vehicle and I flew to Delhi with an etching heart. But before leaving I requested the Principal to inform me personally if anything Siana needed at present or in future and I want her to adopt and handover her my personal number.

Time and tides wait for none. Two years passed. I was like before. Alcoholic and workaholic. Baby Siana was out of my mind completely as out of sight. I got a call from India from an unknown number. I missed the call as I was a little busy. When I became free it was too late and as per IST it was about 1.30AM. I sent a sorry message to the caller and requested for a text or voice message on my answering machine.

Next day I received a voice message. It was from Puspita, the Principal of Puducherry Aravinda college wants to talk with me regarding Siana the cutey. I felt like I had a heart stroke then.

• Oh Siana! How are you? 
  

My heart throbbed again. I was unable to control myself. Did not feel necessary to call back Puspita, straight flew to India to meet Siana.

Reached Puducherry restlessly and  phoned Puspita about my arrival and she was very happy to receive me in her office. Siana was already present there. Seeing me she rushed and jumped to me in no time and I held her in my arms. She garlanded her hands in my neck and started showering kisses all over my face unaware of her Principal and others reminding me something and pushing my memory backward. I embraced her tightly.

She burst into tears. Started hitting slowly on my shoulders alternatively with her tiny fists.

• Baboojee, where you have been for so many days. Mama was not talking with me. They took her to hospital. They are not allowing me to meet her. I am quite alone here. She went on narrating with sobs.
  

I was unable to understand anything. I managed to make her down, held her cheeks in my both hands and kissed her lightly on her forehead and on her talking eyes. 

• My baby doll. I am here only for you. Everything will be alright. I am going nowhere without your permission. Will you please allow me to talk to your Principal, your highness. I kneeled down in front of her and bowed my head.
  

She laughed, forgetting her cry, showed me her thumb in positive turned back and was out jumping happily. What a cute innocent baby. Her parents should be proud of her.




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