19-01-2025, 05:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 27-01-2025, 07:49 PM by Harry Jordan. Edited 9 times in total. Edited 9 times in total.)
CHAPTER 2
A few days later , both Sonarika and Hemant got a half day break. They decided to have some time of their own and went to the nearby beach in. During their walk , they had some casual conversation but most times it was regarding work and other social issues. As it was getting dark they decided to leave for home.
As they were walking through an isolated place in the beach. They both ended up in the close proximity of some anti-social elements. They were hurling whistles and light abuses seeing Sonarika. Hemant shielded her as they maintained some distance.
"Ohoh...baby...why are you wasting time with this fat loser...come with us...we will show you the whiteness of heaven in the darkness of this night.."
Sonarika raged up , she was about to pick a fight of insults with them but Hemant played the peacemaker. Luckily for them a bunch of security officermen were patrolling at that spot and they took those men into custody. Hemant was relieved as Sonarika was miffed with the whole experience. That whole evening , Sonarika was a little upset but she hid her dissappointment and coped with it.
The next day , she was having lunch at the office cafeteria with Meghna when she noticed Sonarika looked a little off today.
"What's wrong with you Sonarika today?"
"What?"
"You seem a bit off...I can say that.."
"Its nothing....something about yesterday evening.."
"What happened?"
"Ugghh...me and Hemant went to the beach for some quality time and when we were leaving we were targeted by some anti-social elements..they were hurling abuses..I got mad but thankfully the cops were there...that incident just pisses me off.."
"So...what did Hemant say"
"He remained calm , he insisted we avoid them and I obliged..."
"So are you angry that Hemant didn't reaact?"
"Come on Meghna...I know Hemant...he cannot even hurt a fly...he always like seeing the good in people.."
"Is that so?"
"Why do you think Karan is so sweet...he learns that from his father"
"Yes but don't you think as a husband he should be a bit more...defensive about you?"
"He does that....but he also hates violence...and I like that quality about him..he is the perfect antithesis to my rage"
Meghna made a mental note about that new info. They talked on other things but Meghna was curious about this new detail regarding Hemant.
The next day , Hemant was busy in his work along with Disha when his company had an unexpected visitor. It was the face that employees here had a tough time tolerating to. It was Sandeep Gupta , the rat boy son of millionaire Vardhan Gupta one of founders of Quadron and Hemant's big mentor. Hemant shared the same frustrations everyone had there with him.
"Hemant the MASS...how are you man" Sandeep said ignoring any decent decorrum. Even Disha was startled by his sudden interjenction.
"Hello Sandy...didn't knew you were in the city...you can get to work Disha.."
Disha stood up and walked away as Sandeep shamelessly oogled at her.
"Looking rad Deetz....movie tonight?"
Disha smugged in disgust as she walked away.
"Sandy...that is inappropriate.."
"What? I am just asking for a movie night? Its not like I asked her number?"
"Still that is not the right way to behave in a workplace"
"I own this place.."
Hemant started to feel a bit tensed with his antics.
"Sandy...you don't...your father is a BOD member.."
"Which means this is my company...I am your future boss.."
"Key word..Future.."
Sandeep was silent for a while after that and his demeanor changed quickly.
"Did you just insult me"
"That is not what I mea---"
"FUCK YOU!"
Sandeep screamed and threw a glass full of water placed on the table straight to Hemant's face. All the employees were startled. Sandeep kept screaming obsenities as guards came and escorted him away.
He kept threatening that Hemant's day in Quadron is done. Priyanka came and consoled Hemant.
"I am sorry for this.."
"Its okay Priyanka...somehow I am getting used to this.."
For Hemant this was the usual , Sandeep always found ways to insult Hemant on important occasions.
"Do you think he was serious with that threat?"
Hemant giggled as he looked at Priyanka.
"Isn't this like the 5th time he threatened that? And I am still here!"
Everyone went back to work and Hemant sat in his cabin waiting for the water to dry up. Though sitting in a wet cloth really made some discomfort for him. Reluctantly Hemant took halfday and walked to the CrossWord bookshop to buy a book he was interested in. And co-incidentally he liked one book but it turns out another person was grabbing the same book. Hemant was startled but he moved to find out who it was. The person came forward to him , it was the same woman that often smiled to him when she noticed him.
"Sorry you can take it if you want"
"No I don't think that is fair"
"No..its alright...I am interested in this specific book...just the theme.."
"If that is the case....then can I recommend another one for you?"
"Sure.."
"Have you read this?"
"No.."
"Then you should...I'll be done when you're done with this..."
"Really? How so?"
"I am kind of a fast reader!"
"Heh okay.."
That was when the woman noticed the wet shirt in Hemant.
"What happened?"
"uhh...nothing....an unusual encounter with the boss's son.."
"Ohh...if you don't mind my place is nearby....we can fix this fast.."
"That would be an inconvenience.."
"Would be a bigger inconvenience walking with a wet shirt like that.."
Hemant thought for a few seconds.
"Really...you wouldn't mind.."
"I won't...besides it better than just looking at each other at a book store.."
"Alright..I'll come....but only if I know your good name first.."
The woman looked back at Hemant with a smile.
"Seriously Hemant?...you still didn't recognize me?"
He was stunned when she told his name , she was not a stranger. Hemant's intuition was right , she was a familiar face.
"I am really sorry...but I am seriously having trouble.."
Hemant said rubbing his head failing to not identify her. The woman put her hands on her hips and she said.
"Ohh...Hemant...is this what you always want to be....Cheater...Cheater...Cheater!"
The moment she said those words , Hemant's face completely lit up. There were multiple emotions going through. He covered his mouth with his hand.
"OMG...Oh my....Tammu...Tammu....Tamanna!"
The woman was finally identified , Tamanna. Hemant was at loss for words.
"I mean..I..uh...get....Oh my god...its been..like 15 years!"
"Yeah..and here I thought I was a good friend to you.."
"Yeah but my good friend had a telescopic glasses and a bridge on her teeth and...horns?"
They both laughed as they reminisced their old college days. Hemant continued.
"How could I recognize...then you had all that....and now...you look like a Supermodel!"
Tamanna only blushed in response as there was an awkward pause between them. Then she noticed his wet shirt.
"Looks like you had a mishap"
"Yeah...a small skirmish in the office...I was on my way home when I thought of getting a book.."
"Is your home far?"
"Somewhat. I have to board the metro"
"Like this?"
"What choice do I have?"
"Okay how about you can come to my place and I can help you dry this thing and we can catch up to old times.."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course , its been a while so...we can pass time better.."
"Cool.."
Soon Hemant started following Tamanna as they walked to her place located nearby. Hemant deduced she must be doing well in life considering she has a place to live in the most expensive part of town.
Tamanna lived in a luxury apartment nearby , they arrived at her place and Hemant was quiet impressed by her setting. Even though it was smaller than his flat , it had much more designer furnitures and lavish interior.
"You have a killer place."
"Thanks , I guess this was one benefit of being in Advertising."
"You work in Advertising."
"For starter yes , now I run an Ad Studio...you might be familiar , its called Dhrishti Studio"
Hemant was stunned hearing that name.
"Woah! You mean the people behind that new ad for the Mobile Brand?"
"Yup , that's us."
"Oh my god! congratulations on that success , you are doing a great job!"
"Thanks but most credit goes to my crew , they're some real hardworkers!"
Hemant smiled as he looked around. Soon Tamanna came with a robe.
"Wear this and remove your shirt , I'll dry them off."
Hemant was shown the way to a bedroom where Hemant changed to the robe and removed his shirt and gave it to Tamanna. She took it to the washroom as Hemant explored the living room. He noticed there were some photos of Tamanna , and then surprisingly he saw the photos of a little girl with Tamanna. She looked cute , and Hemant could see some facial similarity of Tamanna on her. So he deduced she might be her daughter. But oddly enough there is no photo of her 'husband'. But that doubt was soon gone when he noticed the photo of a man posing with Tamanna and a baby which he deduced might be the daughter since this was an older photo. Tamanna soon returned to the living room.
"Your daughter looks beautiful.."
"Thanks..."
"She seems to be the same age as my boy"
"You have a son?"
"Yeah..his name is Karan.."
"That explains this.." Tamanna said pointing to Hemant's body.
"What do you mean?" Hemant asked puzzled.
"Your dad body. The Hemant I knew would never look like this.."
"Yeah I guess fate works in different ways...back then I looked good and here I am...and you were at your nerdy best and here you are looking like a heroine"
"Not gonna lie I am surprised about this as well...the Hemant I knew was very much into fitness...guess fatherhood took that away.."
"I guess...I didn't notice it until some of the old folks of ours didn't recognize me.."
"I won't blame them...you were after all the college hearthrob!"
Hemant slightly blushed hearing complements like that.
"Though I am surprised by this change in profession..last I remember you were on your way to enlist in the army....and now here you are working at a different field completely"
Her enquiry made some discomfort in Hemant , he felt some flashbacks of his past , but surprisingly he was able to overcome those thoughts when he thought about his wife and his boy. That made him feel better than he is able to overcome those memories.
"Oh right...yeah things didn't work out that well.."
"What happened? If you don't mind me asking." Tamanna pushed further upon her curiosity.
"Well , its one thing to serve and another to actually do , I was stationed at a forward operations base when I saw my fellow soldier die in front of my eyes , then I faced another terrrible terror attack , at that moment the fear really kicked in for me and I cowered. I ran away , making it clear to my superiors that I was unfit for military. They were gracious enough not to court martial me and I didn't seek any benefits. Those memories , they were a permanent nightmare in my mind. Until I met Sonarika."
"Sonarika?"
"My wife.."
"Ohh..the mother of your boy.."
"Yup and the love of my life...she brought the light when I was engulfed in darkness..with her I learned to live again and I restarted my life getting rid of my dark past...since then life has been fun..."
"I can see that..I see the glow in your eyes when you mention her name" Tamanna teased him.
Their conversation went on about their other friends from their college and their whereabouts. They reminisced on old and new things but above all Hemant enjoyed the company of Tamanna. Before he left her place , he promised to see her daughter Shraddha next time. But as he was leaving , Shraddha arrived from her college. Tamanna saw the cold stare she had as Tamanna tried to cheer her up
"Shraddha , this is Hemant uncle , your mom's old college friend!"
"Hey young girl , nice to meet you!" Hemant gestured his hand forward for a handshake.
But Shraddha only stared him back as she soon walked away from them and into the bedroom and closed the door. Tamanna looked upset on Shraddha's behavior. She regained her composure and talked to Hemant.
"Sorry Hemant , Shraddha is not exactly that welcoming to new faces"
"Hmm , so she is definitely her mother's daughter" Hemant said trying to lighten the mood.
Tamanna smiled back as both soon said goodbye to each other as Hemant left Tamanna's place. As Hemant noticed that his shirt has been fixed , he ditched the idea of going home and instead returned to his office.
A day later , that night, while tucking Karan into bed, Sonarika was thinking about the idea of escaping Mumbai's noise.
Upon coming to bed , she asked Hemant.
"Hemant? How about we surprise Karan with a trip to Matheran this weekend?"
Hemant, always up for family adventures, was all in. "Sounds perfect. Karan will love it."
Karan was ecstatic that weekend when he learned what his parents were planning for him. The weekend came with the excitement of a family outing. They packed Karan's games and art stuff in the vehicle. They had hired a separate ride with a driver for this special weekend. The drive was filled with Karan's chatter, his eyes bright with anticipation.
Arriving in Matheran, they were greeted by cool mist and fresh air. Their cottage, with its big windows overlooking the hills, felt like the perfect spot for family time. Karan ran around the garden, his laughter bouncing off the hills, while Hemant and Sonarika exchanged satisfied looks. Karan wanted to go for trekking but Hemant couldn't since he was not fit like his past self and let Sonarika and Karan go together while he stayed back.
That was the first reminder in Hemant's life that his fitness has been really affected. He often turned blind eye when others pointed it out but today the realization hit him. He was really loosing the groove he once had. In a way deep in his heart he felt hurt , realizing that his dear son Karan never saw him at the height of his physique. He always wondered whether he should return to his old glory but then those nightmares will still come. He has at most times learned to overcome it , but he always wished he could get rid of it completely.
The days were simple and joyful. Sonarika and Karan did two more hikes without Hemant , she once again told Hemant to consider loosing weight. But Sonarika also made sure Karan doesn't feel sad with his father not around and that paved the way for some wonderful mommy and son moments. Karan claimed that one of his friends father told him to be better friends with Karan and push for Karan's mother to be more indulging in Karan's academics. Sonarika could understand the insinuation and she was somewhat miffed , not because some man was attracted to her , but the man is using his son as means to get close to her. She always hated men with those kind of mindsets. Half the reason she fell in love with Hemant is because he was the complete opposite of these kinds of men.
Sonarika was aware of the office gossips and the kind of things they have said about Hemant and Disha. Even once , Meghna too implied that sentiment , but she trusted Hemant and she knew his heart , he could never see another woman in the same way as herself. Plus , all the times Hemant has talked about Disha , he always talks about her talent and work ethic rather than her looks. Hemant sees an ideal student of his in her , and he genuinly wants her to succeed in life which is why he often mentors her and shows her the right way. But lately , Hemant's overweight has definitely started to bring out problems in their life. Hemant has started to develop breathing problems and struggles to do treks like this. They've been to Matheran before their marriage and Hemant then competed with Sonarika in trekking and he used to do it with ease. Now , he cannot even dare to walk. Sonarika noticed that their life has somewhat mellowed him out. He has become very reserved and not bothering with others. Sonarika kind of like that attitude but she is afraid this much mellow will bring some serious problems in his work life in the future.
Sonarika remembers how non-chalantly Hemant described the incident in his office this week where Sandeep ruined his shirt and threatened to throw him from the office. Now this has happened before , she still remembers the one time Sandeep openly flirted with her and insulted Hemant which resulted in Sonarika slapping him harshly. Since then Sandeep always managed to stay away from Sonarika , but she is now very much bothered with the cool attitude of Hemant. Hemant has the company founder Vardhan's support and he can handle this swiftly but Hemant never utilizes it.
Her mind was soon distracted when she saw Karan almost going near the edge of the cliff as she stopped him and told him never to go there. They enjoyed the sight for a while after which fog and cloud started to engulf. Upon returning to Hemant , they went to a nearby bird sanctuary whered Karan had a good time with the birds. He really liked the "tookie tookie" bird he likes from the movie "George Of The Jungle" , the great hornbill.
After spending the rest of the day in the woods , they returned to the cottage. Karan was soon taking charge engaging in a board game with Sonarika and Hemant. He explained his strategies which only made the couple happy seeing their son's bold ideas.
After a few hours of board game , it was dinner time and they had it together as a family. They soon called Anjali who couldn't be part of this trip because of her extra class. Hemant expressed his disappointment in not having her here which only made Sonarika beam with pride. Anjali was often treated as an outsider since Sonarika's childhood. Her parents raised Anjali after her father was diagnosed with a terminal illness and her mother passed away during her birth. It was the one thing Sonarika had always fought with her mother for. She always treated as an outsider despite of Sonarika's father and Sonarika herself treating her as a sister.
But everything changed for the better when Hemant came in her life. Hemant basically adopted Anjali as his own sister and was very much involved with all of her progresses. There were times when Anjali would confess she feels greatful she has a brother in Hemant Bhaiya now , often crying in joy. And that only made Sonarika to love Hemant even more. He was in many ways a perfect family man or trying to be. But in her eyes , he was pretty successful in family matters.
As Karan was painting after dinner, Sonarika talked to Hemant about work. "I've got this new big client. If it goes well it will make the company a lot of bank!" she said, her eyes shining with pride.
"That's great" Hemant replied, genuinely interested.
"It's a massive investment for Tanishq , and everyone has high hopes on me to make it work " Sonarika said.
Hemant squeezed her hand, smiling. "You're doing amazing, Sona."
Sonarika felt grateful, leaning in for a soft kiss, appreciating his support.
Evenings were spent by the fire, Karan's laughter blending with the wood's crackle. Sonarika read stories, her voice comforting, while Hemant watched, heart full, cherishing their time together.
One night, with Karan asleep, they sat outside. "This was a great idea" Hemant said with his arm around her. "A needed break."
Sonarika agreed, resting against him. "These moments remind me what's important. No matter how busy work is, this" she gestured to the peaceful view. "is my calm."
"You know something interesting happened this week." Hemant said with an excited tone.
"What is it?" Sonarika asked curiously.
"I met an old friend..Tamanna..she was my collegemate...she is here with her daughter running an advertising studio in the city...the best part is her studio is the one who did that famous mobile ad I've shown you.."
"Is it? That is awesome. She is a wonderful woman it seems."
"Yeah , but there is also something curious"
"What is it?"
"She had some photos in her home of her family , but a good chunk of them only had herself and her daughter. There is only one photo of her husband."
Sonarika was intrigued by that information.
"Maybe her husband might be socially awkward? Some people don't like things like that."
"I wondered the same thing , but I also noticed the strange stare and sadness in her eyes when she saw me looking at the photo. Then I also met her daughter and she was way too cold for a child , just staring at me like I am some villain. It was strange."
Sonarika thought about this extra information and she concluded her thinking around it.
"Maybe they're divorced , and they might've had a messy divorce in that matter. Which is why there is so much depression in their behavior. She is probably masking her emotions with smiles and stuff."
"That makes sense , but it was really weird getting that kind of reaction from that little girl...I always enjoyed interacting with kids but that...that made me a little sad.."
"Don't worry Hemant , she will come around once she notices your charm and manners.."
"Maybe...but I am happy though.."
"Why?"
"Tamanna enquired about my past"
Those words from Hemant brought the look of worry in Sonarika's face. Hemant only smiled looking at her and responded.
"And for the first time , I didn't feel anything about that past. Because I had the best medication for it."
"Really? and what is that?"
"This , the memories of my wife and my boy , two people that make me feel proud of what I am today than what I was in the past."
Sonarika smiled in response and leaned forward to kiss her husband in his lips. Within seconds they were smooching intensely. When they separated , both were taking deep breaths.
Sonarika got up and went inside to peak and saw Karan was still asleep on the bed. Sonarika then returned to Hemant with a grin on her face as she extended her hand to him.
"Come with me Husband."
"Where" Hemant asked with curiosity as he got up.
"Someplace no one will notice us....someplace just for us!" Sonarika giggled.
She led him away from the fireplace and into the woods nearby. Karan was deep asleep in his slumber while his parents were busy making out with each other in the woods behind a tree. They were partially nude and Sonarika was now planted to the tree wrapping her legs around her husband's waist as Hemant was thrusting into her.
"aaahhh.....aaahhh.....aaahhh..." Sonarika moaned with each penetration as she caressed his hair sharing her breath with his.
Hemant slowly started to show his trouble with breathing but he was too engulfed in this moment with Sonarika that he couldn't care less. This sex wasn't fuelled by sexual thrill , but by the unconditional love they have for each other. She wasn't bothered by his struggled breathing , she just hoped that Hemant could hold on until she could find her own release.
Their moans were both louder, words stopping between them, his body acting on memory with what she liked; he could never forget as her hand fell from his and went to the back of his neck, squeezing him, just as her cunt did. He was struggling but he went on going hoping that he satisfies her.
A desperate look shared as their eyes met. Everything coming to a head as he didn’t hold back from her. She came around him hard and quick, feeling her squeeze around him, a cry from her lips that is for him only. Hemant couldn’t help but find the joy in the moment. To finally give his wife an orgasm after a long time. Then his own release found him moments later, spilling himself inside of her, another mark that he was all too happy to leave her with.
It was such a romantic moment for them. He stayed buried in her for a while and not think of anything else. She loved that closeness with him , it was no longer the feeling of sexual relief , but more like embracing their love for each other.
After their tryst , they dressed up and returned to the cottage and joined Karan in the bed and slept together.
Packing up to head back to Mumbai, they felt the sadness of leaving Matheran, knowing they'd soon return to the daily grind. Hemant started to feel the struggles of his health and his breathing conditions , and he realized he was loosing his grip in his fitness. The doubts started to mount him and he was hurt when he realized he might've upset Karan and Sonarika because of his terrible health and not joining them in their treks. In a way he started to get the feeling that this was a wake up call. A wake up call to get a hold of his life together.
They were back in Mumbai and the couple was back to their usual grind. But there was some big changes in Sonarika's lifestyle ever since her promotion.
Next week, Sonarika was getting ready for her meeting with Vikram, she had all of her strategies planned out. Her desk was covered with notes and graphs. She was keeping it in order and in a way so that Vikram could understand what her ideas and processes are. Vikram arrived right on time, he handshaked with Sonarika and was looking around seeing all the paperwork and diagrams showing her hardwork and talent. Vikram was quiet impressed by her confidant approach and her professionalism.
"Please, sit" Sonarika said, her voice calm, her smile professional. She felt more assured since their last talk.
"Thanks" Vikram said, his voice neutral.
Sonarika jumped into an update on his investments. "I've went through your hotel floorplans and graph closely. Here's what I've noticed from your architectural designs" she said, showing him graphs, highlighting where his money was growing or at risk.
Vikram paid close attention to the proposal she was implementing , he questioned her proposal with precision , seeking whether it is feasible. "How do you deal with the glacing process?" he asked, looking at her intently.
"Your glacing requirement is quiet low and we have trusted third party fraternity that are experts in this functions." Sonarika replied, pointing to a slide. She explained her plan for the glass structures creation process while taking into consideration the transportation that is needed to be done, watching his reactions.
They kept it all business. Vikram nodded at her thoroughness, his next questions digging into her strategy. "What's your plan for the sculptures?" he asked, genuinely curious.
"That is where some good pool of resources will be poured , that will be done by state of the art sculptures who are well known in the market thus making sure to give your hotel the masterpiece of a well known artist as a trademark design." Sonarika said, giving him her proposal of the sculptures which will be built in the hotel premises itself.
Vikram looked over her suggestions, his face serious. "Good work" he noted, showing he respected her effort. They discussed further, Sonarika quick to respond when Vikram threw in certain hurdles that might be formed in processes like these, suggesting ways to protect his investment, her confidence based on her knowledge.
As the meeting ended, Sonarika felt proud of how she'd shown her skills. Vikram stood, saying, "Thanks for the insights, Ms. Sonarika. Really looking forward to our collaboaration." Sonarika shook his hand, professional to the end. "Thank you, Mr. Vikram. Though we will have to wait and see the final result to see if our collaboration does it work."
As Vikram left , Sonarika's superiors were very happy with her progress and showered her with complements. These things were new to Sonarika , all this attention. Lately she hasn't been getting to spend time with her old crew and it seems things weren't looking good. The superiors once chastised them to behave to Sonarika like a boss. And to be honest , there was some blame on them. Tejas decided to throw his weight around since Sonarika was their boss now but Sonarika didn't like this one bit and this culminated in an embarassing situation last week when a senior executive from the head office insulted Tejas in front of everyone in the office. Even Sonarika was blamed in her cabin saying that she is going easy on her subordinates because they were her friends.
And then meeting up with Meghna and seeking her advice didn't help her either. Meghna insinuated the same sentiments of her superiors but used nicer words.
"Look I am not saying to cut them off completely , just make it clear that you are not someone for them to boast about and claim as some trump card in office politics."
"I've spend almost all of my work life with them in Tanishq Meghna , wouldn't that make me a terrible person?" Sonarika asked worridly.
"If they think of you as some means to manipulate then in their eyes yes , but not in general. At the end of the day Sonarika , its every person for themselves. And you are in a position of power now , don't let them control your process , they are not the manager you are , they are suppose to follow your way so make them. Be a responsible leader and show them the right path"
This conversation created further confliction in Sonarika but she decided to find some common ground and explain to them that her situation. The company was hosting a party to celebrate this special day so everyone was invited. Sonarika decided to bring Hemant with her on this occasion so Hemant put on his best suit to the party while Sonarika wore a golden colored saree. Anjali didn't have a night class for the day which eased the situation for Sonarika and Hemant.
They arrived at the party and it was a grand affair. Hemant was stunned by the setting. The restaurant, chosen for its quiet luxury, was set for a team dinner celebrating a recent win, suggested by Vikram. Sonarika saw it as a chance to show her friendship and compatilbility with her co-workers outside the office.
Walking in, she was met with the buzz of chatter and people in expensive attire. Vikram was already there looking absolutely dazzling and attractive in his blazer attire. Seeing Sonarika, he walked over with a warm, professional smile. Hemant was too lost in the grandeur of the party
"Ms. Sonarika, glad you could come" Vikram said, his handshake firm. He noticed Hemant and his somewhat disshevelled look making it clear that he put his costume in a rush and no attention to the display.
"Thanks for inviting me, Vikram. Nice place" Sonarika replied, her smile sincere, her eyes scanning the room.
"I thought it'd be good for us to unwind outside work" Vikram said, gesturing at the crowd. "It's about getting to know each other."
"Absolutely" Sonarika agreed, appreciating the idea. She soon got the attention of Hemant and introduced him to Vikram.
"This is Hemant , my husband." Vikram looked a bit off seeing Hemant for the first time. He had some expectations for woman like Sonarika to have a husband as appreciative as her personality. But Hemant gave off the different vibe. He didn't look masculine but was very off considering to the look of Sonarika.
Regardless Vikram decided to be cordial and behaved with him with honesty. They introduced each other and soon Vikram found out certain good qualities of Hemant. Turns out Hemant doesn't drink or smoke , he is always an awkward one in parties like this , not exactly knowing how to kill time.
As the party went on , Vikram and Sonarika went to their separate ways talking with their colleagues and associates while Hemant stood there like a stranger. Eventually he was met up by a guy named Kunal Roy. Upon talking to him Hemant learned Kunal was a businessman in his own right and he was here with his wife Mouni who is a known interior designer in the city. Hemant enjoyed his company because they both shared a similar taste.
Sonarika was with some of her friends until she was joined by Meghna and sometime later some other women. Meghna soon introduced another woman Ragini to Sonarika. Ragini was a businesswoman who runs a textile enterprise in Goa on her own. She is a divorcee and had a rough past with her husband who was abusive towards her. Sonarika has met her on a few occasions when she did business with Tanishq on a small scale. But then she was just an analyst and Ragini usually dealt with the former Manager. Sonarika could feel the same energy and attitude of Meghna from Ragini , which made her understand how they get along very well. But Ragini wasn't as harsh as Meghna. Mouni on the other hand was different , she always talked with some attitude , as if she was some queen. It just seemed that fame has started to rub her in the wrong way.
But then something curious happened , Mouni was greeted by a handsome man wearing race jacket and long hair. She was kissing him passionately in front of everyone. Sonarika was weirded out by that bold gesture. They were in their own world now.
"Don't they know people are watching?" Sonarika enquired to which Ragini only giggled. Meghna too joined her and laughed in a low tone. Sonarika felt like she was being ridiculed as she seeked answers.
"What's wrong?"
"Hehe...what you are seeing Sonarika is far more crazy than you think.." Ragini said with a giggle.
"What do you mean?" Sonarika asked.
"That man right there....that is her boyfriend!" Meghna said. Sonarika was shocked.
"But but....isn't she married!!" Sonarika asked confused and stunned.
"Yes..and her husband is....right there....talking with yours" Meghna pointed to Hemant standing far away talking to Kunal.
Sonarika was completely taken aback by this new revelation. This was a complete new scenario that she is not familiar with. To see such bold indulgence in front of her was an unusual experience. She was getting more confused.
"But..how?" Sonarika asked puzzled.
"Her husband is a cuckold. He likes to watch his wife enjoy sexually , that man right there talking to your husband will be sitting in a chair tonight while the man here will be screwing his wife in their bed while he will be shaking his piddle stick enjoying the sight!"
Meghna giggled as she narrated the situation with these folks. Sonarika since then started to feel unease in that party. She tried to pay some attention but she was feeling suffocated in that party. Vikram eventually noticed it and he went to Sonarika and took her aside in private.
"What's the matter Sonarika you look upset."
"Its nothing Mr.Vikram , I am just not feeling well."
"Okay , I think its better you take rest , shall I call your husband"
"No thanks . I'll find him I would just like to leave."
"Is there something wrong with the party?"
"No the party is great Mr.Vikram. I am just not feeling well"
"Okay alright Sonarika , you can go , we'll talk later , good night Sonarika"
"Good night Mr.Vikram."
Sonarika walked away and tried to find her husband. Fortunately she didn't have to look far as she saw Hemant roaming around. Hemant soon saw Sonarika come near him.
"Come on Hemant...lets go.."
"Are we done?"
"Yeah we're done."
"Okay"
Both of them exited the party and began their drive back home. On the way Hemant noticed some disturbance in Sonarika's face.
"Sona...are you ok?"
"I am...its just...some revelations..."
"What's the matter.."
"Its the people Hemant...we're moving above the ladder that we were before and we're among people that are kinda...crazy.."
"Okay...who are these crazy people.."
"Its that Mouni...and her husband"
"Oh...you mean the cuckold?"
Sonarika was stunned hearing that from Hemant.
"You know?"
"Yeah...I was at first skeptical but then I saw this big long haired man Sagar talking very dominant and insulting towards Kunal , that was when I learned from Vikram that Kunal is actually a cuckold in real life and that Sagar was a close friend of Vikram. Kunal was talking so boldly about his wife and her lover to me that later on I felt unease , he was very talkative about it and I was struggling to get rid of him from that interaction"
"Thank god"
"Honestly , you should thank Vikram rather than God , he was the one who saved me. I would've been hell of trapped in that situation if Vikram didn't save me"
"So , Vikram is a good man after all"
"Surprisingly , he was one of the sanest and the most humblest person I've met in that party tonight"
"Really?"
"Yeah , he is cool"
"Great"
"I have one request for you Sona"
"What is it"
"From now on would you please not invite me to your parties? I don't think I will ever fit in your , social circles"
"I understand"
"Thank you , its best for all of us. Plus Meghna will be happy not seeing my face"
"She doesn't hate you that much"
"Fine , I'll reverse my decision the day she compliments me"
"So I guess , never"
Both laughed as they continued their drive home. The next few days were their usual grind. Sonarika got piled up with work. She often returned home stressed and Hemant being a responsible husband started to spend more time with Karan making sure he didn't bother her. But a few days later , things turned worse when she was returning from office , her car wouldn't start. She left the car in the office parking lot and contacted the usual workshop where she services it. She came to the main road from the office and looked to find a cab. But then luxury car quickly stopped and moved towards her. It was Vikram.
"Sonarika , what happened to your car?"
"Its broken down , I was leaving the office"
"Its alright , I'll give you a ride"
"No thank you Mr.Vikram , I will hire a cab"
"Come on Sonarika , it's not like I am a complete stranger , come on"
Sonarika couldn't say no and hence got on the front seat alongside Vikram as he drove off. On their drive they discussed some of the progress of their collaboration work after which Vikram started to clear the air regarding the party last night.
"BTW...I understood you were bothered by the situation with Mouni and Kunal , I am sorry about that"
"Please don't be Mr.Vikram , its not your fault"
"No it kind of is , their bold nature has often resulted in embarassing situations before..I often avoid inviting them"
"I understand...so I am guessing you know them close?" Sonarika enquired.
"Not exactly , you see....her boyfriend , I've known him since my college days. He doesn't go anywhere without her so I was often forced to invite them"
"I am just bothered by their open minded approach to it...I mean society will never accept that"
"That is true Sonarika...but then again Society has its own flaws...I sometimes appreciate them because they have the will to face the world even knowing that many will insult their lifestyle"
"I actually feel bad for the husband to be honest"
"Yeah , but then again , love can often be complicated. He still claims he loves his wife , and I guess he isn't concerned with the reality that he cannot satisfy her"
"Does she show any respect to him?"
"At times yes , but this whole 'cuckold' evolves to a point where the husband loves the humiliation. He likes to stay the loser in the marriage"
"That is a very sad life!"
"I agree , I don't like that kind of mindset. And at first I was worried when I saw your husband walking around him. I mean after everything Meghna told me about him"
"Did Meghna talk about Hemant to you?"
"Yeah , she does. I hope I am not upsetting you and your friendship with her , but it seems she doesn't like Hemant one bit"
"Its alright Mr.Vikram , and to answer your question yes she never likes Hemant to begin with"
"May I ask why?"
"She believes that Hemant changed me to a very conservative woman and is repressing my identity using our marriage. In her eyes , Hemant is one of those silent perpetrators of Toxic Masculinity"
"Oh I see"
"To be frank , I cannot blame her, I have changed in many ways. But it was due to my personal views rather than any influence with Hemant"
"I am curious now , what was the change?"
"Its a typical woman feelings. When I was young , I always believed in some fairy tale type story. Where a prince charming with come and sweep me off my feet. And being born and raised in Delhi didn't help me to think otherwise. But life taught me that will forever be just a fantasy. Then I met Hemant and I learned to love him because he was everything I wanted and would share everything of mine with."
"So what you're saying that you were a Disney Princess"
Vikram laughed after saying that after which Sonarika too laughed with him. She kind of liked this friendly banter with him. She has started to see a side of Vikram she haven't seen in the professional front.
"I like your approach Sonarika. When it matters you have stepped up , but I believe in the idea that sacrifice is not always necessary for a relationship to work."
"Its easy to say but difficuilt in reality , I am contempt in my life right now. So I have no regrets"
"I understand but this isn't about regrets , its about freedom. You have an understanding husband , so you don't need to make certain sacrifice for him because he understands your needs and wishes. Let the freedom provided by him be used for good."
"Like what?"
"Meghna told me that you were an excellent dancer , like in the college and college days you were the hearthrob. Meghna believes that Hemant killed that side of you because he personally doesn't like dancing"
"She always finds reasons to hate Hemant. And no , it wasn't him but rather society that made me stop considering about dance"
"But why?"
"I am a mother Mr.Vikram , I cannot do that"
"That is a very backwards thinking Sonarika. Family doesn't mean you have to take a step back. You've just seen people like Mouni reveal their lifestyle to the public and still not a single person raised objective to it in that party. Because they have the privilege and the power. You have similar power like that Sonarika , you can be what you want to be. And Dancing is not a shameful act that would tarnish your personality"
Sonarika thought about the things Vikram just said. She realized that she can if she wants. Soon Vikram suggested something.
"I'll tell you what , in two months from now , your company is having their founder's day function which will also have certain cultural shows. When I heard about your hidden talent I've been thinking something unique" Vikram said with excitement.
"What is it" Sonarika asked.
"A dance performance , I am an avid dancer as well. Been a huge Michael Jackson fan since childhood. Why don't you join me and my crew which also include some of your coworkers and we can perform that dance on that function"
"No , please no" Sonarika reponded.
"But why?"
"I've been out of practice for years Mr.Vikram. I don't think I can do it"
"Come on Sonarika , you've been doing it for years. Besides there is still two months , a bit of practice and you can get your groove back"
"I don't know , I feel I cannot"
"Okay then how about this , ask your husband whether you should do it. If he agrees , you have to agree. You cannot back away from it"
Sonarika thought about it. She liked that Vikram kept the cordial friend tone in his request and even allowed Hemant's opinion in it. She decided she needs to discuss this with Hemant.
"I'll think about it Mr.Vikram."
"And one more thing Sonarika , would you please stop calling me Mr.Vikram , it makes me feel like I am an old man"
Sonarika giggled at his talk.
"Just call me Vicky like my friends."
"Okay Vicky , my place is near"
Vikram soon moved the vehicle to the side and stopped as Sonarika got out.
"I wish I could invite you for a cup of coffee"
"I understand Sonarika , its already pretty late. Another time , do let me know your response after your talk with Hemant"
"Good night Sonarika"
"Good night Vicky"
Vikram soon drove off as Sonarika walked to her apartment. As Sonarika arrived home , she was rewarded by the sight of Hemant and Karan singing and laughing as Karan was in the dining table while Hemant was preparing dinner.
"Ohh...rough day again Sona?" Hemant asked seeing her tired face.
"Kind of" Sonarika said as she walked towards Karan and kissed his forehead.
"Go get fresh , Dinner will be ready to serve by then" Hemant obliged.
Sonarika smiled as she walked to the bedroom. When she reached near the bedroom doorway she heard Hemant and Karan resume their singing which always made her smile. During her shower , Sonarika thought about the things Vikram said. To bring some of the old passions back. She remembered the sexy time she shared with Hemant on that night in Matheran. It was good , but she could see the lackluster performance in it. They were so high up in their feelings that they could reach their orgasms somehow. But Hemant really struggled with his body , she remembers she had a tough time to get excited hearing his struggling breath hearing his coughes in between the thrusts.
In a way she missed her old husband. And she has noticed that sex has become a secondary part in their married life. Ever since Karan came , Hemant has almost completely ditched the idea of getting intimate. She still misses the early days of their marriage when they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Now there wasn't that connection , only the interaction as proud parents and bonding on dinners and pillow talks. She missed the sex part and she didn't want to admit , but she felt some sort of dissatisfaction in their tryst at Matheran. Sonarika got rid of those thoughts and freshened herself as she dressed in her night wear and returned to bed.
She arrived on the dining table as Hemant had already finished making dinner and was serving it on the table. This moment was always wholesome for her , this feeling to be with your loved ones. Its moments like this that make her forget her frustrations and dissatisfaction. In moments like these , she feels more happy to be with Hemant because this feeling of comfort and love , she could not feel anyplace else. The dinner went on with the funny banter of Karan after that some small talks between Sonarika and Hemant. When dinner was done , Karan was watching his favorite cartoon while Hemant and Sonarika were on the balcony enjoying some night breeze. Sonarika decided to speak her mind to her husband.
"Hemant , I wanted your opinion on something"
"Go ahead Sona"
"Well um , you know there is this founders function that will be happening in two months in my company."
"I am aware"
"Turns out some of my co-workers , they are planning something special , something like a dance performance"
"That is cool"
Sonarika took a breather and then said.
"They want me to be a part of it"
Hemant was surprised with what she said. He looked at her with a surprise smile and wide eyes.
"Do you know how to dance?"
Sonarika sighed and then responded.
"I used to do , way before marriage and now they want me to do it again for something special"
She purposefully avoided using the name of Vikram because she believed Hemant might get upset.
"Wow , I didn't knew you used to dance , why didn't you tell me this?"
"I guess I didn't bother by it then , but now I feel I should do this."
"Okay? Do you wanna do this performance?"
Sonarika took a breather again and contemplated on what to say. After some thought she said.
"Yes , I want to do it"
"Okay , then I would definitely like to see my wife's hidden talent soon!"
Sonarika felt a relief and some sort of strange feeling when she got the green signal from her husband. She has maintained her body but getting back to her dance groove will be a bit difficuilt. But now she felt the confidence after recieving Hemant's support.
A few minutes later , Anjali arrived from her night class. But she looked dull , the moment Hemant and Sonarika looked at her , they knew something was wrong.
"Anju , is everything ok?"
When they came near her , they noticed tears in her eyes. Now they started to worry for her. They comforted her as she had some tough time to speak.
"Anju , what happened , why are you crying , talk to us girl.."
Anjali only cried as she hugged Sonarika. It took some time for her to talk.
"Didi...Bhaiya.."
"Anju please tell us what happened honey"
"I was coming from the night class , the entrance way doesn't have any autos so..I have to come to circle to get it...there were some hooligans there...for these few days they were giving some snarky comments and vulgar words on me...but today they crossed the line....one of those men...he is named Rafique...he grabbed my hand and tried to pull me to a van...I shouted and they tried to shut my mouth and..."
She couldn't speak further as she cried. Sonarika looked worried towards Hemant , he too had that look but at the same time maintained some composure.
"My friends screamed which resulted in some of the auto drivers to notice and they came running which is when those men let go off me and ran away in their van..I thought I was going...I was going to be"
She sobbed further and cried again after saying that. Sonarika looked visually very pissed.
"Okay...we're going to station...lets lodge a complaint!" Sonarika said.
"Now? At this night?" Hemant enquired.
"Yes now Hemant , something terrible has happened and this needs to be taken care of"
"I get what you mean Sona , but Anju is very traumatised right now. Let her take rest , I will take her tomorrow morning to the Cops"
"Are you kidding me!" Sonarika only fumed.
"Believe me Sona , I am upset as much as you but right now she needs rest rather than making her go through that trauma again , I will deal with this tomorrow. Let her sleep here with you in the bedroom. I'll sleep with Karan in his room"
A few days later , both Sonarika and Hemant got a half day break. They decided to have some time of their own and went to the nearby beach in. During their walk , they had some casual conversation but most times it was regarding work and other social issues. As it was getting dark they decided to leave for home.
As they were walking through an isolated place in the beach. They both ended up in the close proximity of some anti-social elements. They were hurling whistles and light abuses seeing Sonarika. Hemant shielded her as they maintained some distance.
"Ohoh...baby...why are you wasting time with this fat loser...come with us...we will show you the whiteness of heaven in the darkness of this night.."
Sonarika raged up , she was about to pick a fight of insults with them but Hemant played the peacemaker. Luckily for them a bunch of security officermen were patrolling at that spot and they took those men into custody. Hemant was relieved as Sonarika was miffed with the whole experience. That whole evening , Sonarika was a little upset but she hid her dissappointment and coped with it.
The next day , she was having lunch at the office cafeteria with Meghna when she noticed Sonarika looked a little off today.
"What's wrong with you Sonarika today?"
"What?"
"You seem a bit off...I can say that.."
"Its nothing....something about yesterday evening.."
"What happened?"
"Ugghh...me and Hemant went to the beach for some quality time and when we were leaving we were targeted by some anti-social elements..they were hurling abuses..I got mad but thankfully the cops were there...that incident just pisses me off.."
"So...what did Hemant say"
"He remained calm , he insisted we avoid them and I obliged..."
"So are you angry that Hemant didn't reaact?"
"Come on Meghna...I know Hemant...he cannot even hurt a fly...he always like seeing the good in people.."
"Is that so?"
"Why do you think Karan is so sweet...he learns that from his father"
"Yes but don't you think as a husband he should be a bit more...defensive about you?"
"He does that....but he also hates violence...and I like that quality about him..he is the perfect antithesis to my rage"
Meghna made a mental note about that new info. They talked on other things but Meghna was curious about this new detail regarding Hemant.
The next day , Hemant was busy in his work along with Disha when his company had an unexpected visitor. It was the face that employees here had a tough time tolerating to. It was Sandeep Gupta , the rat boy son of millionaire Vardhan Gupta one of founders of Quadron and Hemant's big mentor. Hemant shared the same frustrations everyone had there with him.
"Hemant the MASS...how are you man" Sandeep said ignoring any decent decorrum. Even Disha was startled by his sudden interjenction.
"Hello Sandy...didn't knew you were in the city...you can get to work Disha.."
Disha stood up and walked away as Sandeep shamelessly oogled at her.
"Looking rad Deetz....movie tonight?"
Disha smugged in disgust as she walked away.
"Sandy...that is inappropriate.."
"What? I am just asking for a movie night? Its not like I asked her number?"
"Still that is not the right way to behave in a workplace"
"I own this place.."
Hemant started to feel a bit tensed with his antics.
"Sandy...you don't...your father is a BOD member.."
"Which means this is my company...I am your future boss.."
"Key word..Future.."
Sandeep was silent for a while after that and his demeanor changed quickly.
"Did you just insult me"
"That is not what I mea---"
"FUCK YOU!"
Sandeep screamed and threw a glass full of water placed on the table straight to Hemant's face. All the employees were startled. Sandeep kept screaming obsenities as guards came and escorted him away.
He kept threatening that Hemant's day in Quadron is done. Priyanka came and consoled Hemant.
"I am sorry for this.."
"Its okay Priyanka...somehow I am getting used to this.."
For Hemant this was the usual , Sandeep always found ways to insult Hemant on important occasions.
"Do you think he was serious with that threat?"
Hemant giggled as he looked at Priyanka.
"Isn't this like the 5th time he threatened that? And I am still here!"
Everyone went back to work and Hemant sat in his cabin waiting for the water to dry up. Though sitting in a wet cloth really made some discomfort for him. Reluctantly Hemant took halfday and walked to the CrossWord bookshop to buy a book he was interested in. And co-incidentally he liked one book but it turns out another person was grabbing the same book. Hemant was startled but he moved to find out who it was. The person came forward to him , it was the same woman that often smiled to him when she noticed him.
"Sorry you can take it if you want"
"No I don't think that is fair"
"No..its alright...I am interested in this specific book...just the theme.."
"If that is the case....then can I recommend another one for you?"
"Sure.."
"Have you read this?"
"No.."
"Then you should...I'll be done when you're done with this..."
"Really? How so?"
"I am kind of a fast reader!"
"Heh okay.."
That was when the woman noticed the wet shirt in Hemant.
"What happened?"
"uhh...nothing....an unusual encounter with the boss's son.."
"Ohh...if you don't mind my place is nearby....we can fix this fast.."
"That would be an inconvenience.."
"Would be a bigger inconvenience walking with a wet shirt like that.."
Hemant thought for a few seconds.
"Really...you wouldn't mind.."
"I won't...besides it better than just looking at each other at a book store.."
"Alright..I'll come....but only if I know your good name first.."
The woman looked back at Hemant with a smile.
"Seriously Hemant?...you still didn't recognize me?"
He was stunned when she told his name , she was not a stranger. Hemant's intuition was right , she was a familiar face.
"I am really sorry...but I am seriously having trouble.."
Hemant said rubbing his head failing to not identify her. The woman put her hands on her hips and she said.
"Ohh...Hemant...is this what you always want to be....Cheater...Cheater...Cheater!"
The moment she said those words , Hemant's face completely lit up. There were multiple emotions going through. He covered his mouth with his hand.
"OMG...Oh my....Tammu...Tammu....Tamanna!"
The woman was finally identified , Tamanna. Hemant was at loss for words.
"I mean..I..uh...get....Oh my god...its been..like 15 years!"
"Yeah..and here I thought I was a good friend to you.."
"Yeah but my good friend had a telescopic glasses and a bridge on her teeth and...horns?"
They both laughed as they reminisced their old college days. Hemant continued.
"How could I recognize...then you had all that....and now...you look like a Supermodel!"
Tamanna only blushed in response as there was an awkward pause between them. Then she noticed his wet shirt.
"Looks like you had a mishap"
"Yeah...a small skirmish in the office...I was on my way home when I thought of getting a book.."
"Is your home far?"
"Somewhat. I have to board the metro"
"Like this?"
"What choice do I have?"
"Okay how about you can come to my place and I can help you dry this thing and we can catch up to old times.."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course , its been a while so...we can pass time better.."
"Cool.."
Soon Hemant started following Tamanna as they walked to her place located nearby. Hemant deduced she must be doing well in life considering she has a place to live in the most expensive part of town.
Tamanna lived in a luxury apartment nearby , they arrived at her place and Hemant was quiet impressed by her setting. Even though it was smaller than his flat , it had much more designer furnitures and lavish interior.
"You have a killer place."
"Thanks , I guess this was one benefit of being in Advertising."
"You work in Advertising."
"For starter yes , now I run an Ad Studio...you might be familiar , its called Dhrishti Studio"
Hemant was stunned hearing that name.
"Woah! You mean the people behind that new ad for the Mobile Brand?"
"Yup , that's us."
"Oh my god! congratulations on that success , you are doing a great job!"
"Thanks but most credit goes to my crew , they're some real hardworkers!"
Hemant smiled as he looked around. Soon Tamanna came with a robe.
"Wear this and remove your shirt , I'll dry them off."
Hemant was shown the way to a bedroom where Hemant changed to the robe and removed his shirt and gave it to Tamanna. She took it to the washroom as Hemant explored the living room. He noticed there were some photos of Tamanna , and then surprisingly he saw the photos of a little girl with Tamanna. She looked cute , and Hemant could see some facial similarity of Tamanna on her. So he deduced she might be her daughter. But oddly enough there is no photo of her 'husband'. But that doubt was soon gone when he noticed the photo of a man posing with Tamanna and a baby which he deduced might be the daughter since this was an older photo. Tamanna soon returned to the living room.
"Your daughter looks beautiful.."
"Thanks..."
"She seems to be the same age as my boy"
"You have a son?"
"Yeah..his name is Karan.."
"That explains this.." Tamanna said pointing to Hemant's body.
"What do you mean?" Hemant asked puzzled.
"Your dad body. The Hemant I knew would never look like this.."
"Yeah I guess fate works in different ways...back then I looked good and here I am...and you were at your nerdy best and here you are looking like a heroine"
"Not gonna lie I am surprised about this as well...the Hemant I knew was very much into fitness...guess fatherhood took that away.."
"I guess...I didn't notice it until some of the old folks of ours didn't recognize me.."
"I won't blame them...you were after all the college hearthrob!"
Hemant slightly blushed hearing complements like that.
"Though I am surprised by this change in profession..last I remember you were on your way to enlist in the army....and now here you are working at a different field completely"
Her enquiry made some discomfort in Hemant , he felt some flashbacks of his past , but surprisingly he was able to overcome those thoughts when he thought about his wife and his boy. That made him feel better than he is able to overcome those memories.
"Oh right...yeah things didn't work out that well.."
"What happened? If you don't mind me asking." Tamanna pushed further upon her curiosity.
"Well , its one thing to serve and another to actually do , I was stationed at a forward operations base when I saw my fellow soldier die in front of my eyes , then I faced another terrrible terror attack , at that moment the fear really kicked in for me and I cowered. I ran away , making it clear to my superiors that I was unfit for military. They were gracious enough not to court martial me and I didn't seek any benefits. Those memories , they were a permanent nightmare in my mind. Until I met Sonarika."
"Sonarika?"
"My wife.."
"Ohh..the mother of your boy.."
"Yup and the love of my life...she brought the light when I was engulfed in darkness..with her I learned to live again and I restarted my life getting rid of my dark past...since then life has been fun..."
"I can see that..I see the glow in your eyes when you mention her name" Tamanna teased him.
Their conversation went on about their other friends from their college and their whereabouts. They reminisced on old and new things but above all Hemant enjoyed the company of Tamanna. Before he left her place , he promised to see her daughter Shraddha next time. But as he was leaving , Shraddha arrived from her college. Tamanna saw the cold stare she had as Tamanna tried to cheer her up
"Shraddha , this is Hemant uncle , your mom's old college friend!"
"Hey young girl , nice to meet you!" Hemant gestured his hand forward for a handshake.
But Shraddha only stared him back as she soon walked away from them and into the bedroom and closed the door. Tamanna looked upset on Shraddha's behavior. She regained her composure and talked to Hemant.
"Sorry Hemant , Shraddha is not exactly that welcoming to new faces"
"Hmm , so she is definitely her mother's daughter" Hemant said trying to lighten the mood.
Tamanna smiled back as both soon said goodbye to each other as Hemant left Tamanna's place. As Hemant noticed that his shirt has been fixed , he ditched the idea of going home and instead returned to his office.
A day later , that night, while tucking Karan into bed, Sonarika was thinking about the idea of escaping Mumbai's noise.
Upon coming to bed , she asked Hemant.
"Hemant? How about we surprise Karan with a trip to Matheran this weekend?"
Hemant, always up for family adventures, was all in. "Sounds perfect. Karan will love it."
Karan was ecstatic that weekend when he learned what his parents were planning for him. The weekend came with the excitement of a family outing. They packed Karan's games and art stuff in the vehicle. They had hired a separate ride with a driver for this special weekend. The drive was filled with Karan's chatter, his eyes bright with anticipation.
Arriving in Matheran, they were greeted by cool mist and fresh air. Their cottage, with its big windows overlooking the hills, felt like the perfect spot for family time. Karan ran around the garden, his laughter bouncing off the hills, while Hemant and Sonarika exchanged satisfied looks. Karan wanted to go for trekking but Hemant couldn't since he was not fit like his past self and let Sonarika and Karan go together while he stayed back.
That was the first reminder in Hemant's life that his fitness has been really affected. He often turned blind eye when others pointed it out but today the realization hit him. He was really loosing the groove he once had. In a way deep in his heart he felt hurt , realizing that his dear son Karan never saw him at the height of his physique. He always wondered whether he should return to his old glory but then those nightmares will still come. He has at most times learned to overcome it , but he always wished he could get rid of it completely.
The days were simple and joyful. Sonarika and Karan did two more hikes without Hemant , she once again told Hemant to consider loosing weight. But Sonarika also made sure Karan doesn't feel sad with his father not around and that paved the way for some wonderful mommy and son moments. Karan claimed that one of his friends father told him to be better friends with Karan and push for Karan's mother to be more indulging in Karan's academics. Sonarika could understand the insinuation and she was somewhat miffed , not because some man was attracted to her , but the man is using his son as means to get close to her. She always hated men with those kind of mindsets. Half the reason she fell in love with Hemant is because he was the complete opposite of these kinds of men.
Sonarika was aware of the office gossips and the kind of things they have said about Hemant and Disha. Even once , Meghna too implied that sentiment , but she trusted Hemant and she knew his heart , he could never see another woman in the same way as herself. Plus , all the times Hemant has talked about Disha , he always talks about her talent and work ethic rather than her looks. Hemant sees an ideal student of his in her , and he genuinly wants her to succeed in life which is why he often mentors her and shows her the right way. But lately , Hemant's overweight has definitely started to bring out problems in their life. Hemant has started to develop breathing problems and struggles to do treks like this. They've been to Matheran before their marriage and Hemant then competed with Sonarika in trekking and he used to do it with ease. Now , he cannot even dare to walk. Sonarika noticed that their life has somewhat mellowed him out. He has become very reserved and not bothering with others. Sonarika kind of like that attitude but she is afraid this much mellow will bring some serious problems in his work life in the future.
Sonarika remembers how non-chalantly Hemant described the incident in his office this week where Sandeep ruined his shirt and threatened to throw him from the office. Now this has happened before , she still remembers the one time Sandeep openly flirted with her and insulted Hemant which resulted in Sonarika slapping him harshly. Since then Sandeep always managed to stay away from Sonarika , but she is now very much bothered with the cool attitude of Hemant. Hemant has the company founder Vardhan's support and he can handle this swiftly but Hemant never utilizes it.
Her mind was soon distracted when she saw Karan almost going near the edge of the cliff as she stopped him and told him never to go there. They enjoyed the sight for a while after which fog and cloud started to engulf. Upon returning to Hemant , they went to a nearby bird sanctuary whered Karan had a good time with the birds. He really liked the "tookie tookie" bird he likes from the movie "George Of The Jungle" , the great hornbill.
After spending the rest of the day in the woods , they returned to the cottage. Karan was soon taking charge engaging in a board game with Sonarika and Hemant. He explained his strategies which only made the couple happy seeing their son's bold ideas.
After a few hours of board game , it was dinner time and they had it together as a family. They soon called Anjali who couldn't be part of this trip because of her extra class. Hemant expressed his disappointment in not having her here which only made Sonarika beam with pride. Anjali was often treated as an outsider since Sonarika's childhood. Her parents raised Anjali after her father was diagnosed with a terminal illness and her mother passed away during her birth. It was the one thing Sonarika had always fought with her mother for. She always treated as an outsider despite of Sonarika's father and Sonarika herself treating her as a sister.
But everything changed for the better when Hemant came in her life. Hemant basically adopted Anjali as his own sister and was very much involved with all of her progresses. There were times when Anjali would confess she feels greatful she has a brother in Hemant Bhaiya now , often crying in joy. And that only made Sonarika to love Hemant even more. He was in many ways a perfect family man or trying to be. But in her eyes , he was pretty successful in family matters.
As Karan was painting after dinner, Sonarika talked to Hemant about work. "I've got this new big client. If it goes well it will make the company a lot of bank!" she said, her eyes shining with pride.
"That's great" Hemant replied, genuinely interested.
"It's a massive investment for Tanishq , and everyone has high hopes on me to make it work " Sonarika said.
Hemant squeezed her hand, smiling. "You're doing amazing, Sona."
Sonarika felt grateful, leaning in for a soft kiss, appreciating his support.
Evenings were spent by the fire, Karan's laughter blending with the wood's crackle. Sonarika read stories, her voice comforting, while Hemant watched, heart full, cherishing their time together.
One night, with Karan asleep, they sat outside. "This was a great idea" Hemant said with his arm around her. "A needed break."
Sonarika agreed, resting against him. "These moments remind me what's important. No matter how busy work is, this" she gestured to the peaceful view. "is my calm."
"You know something interesting happened this week." Hemant said with an excited tone.
"What is it?" Sonarika asked curiously.
"I met an old friend..Tamanna..she was my collegemate...she is here with her daughter running an advertising studio in the city...the best part is her studio is the one who did that famous mobile ad I've shown you.."
"Is it? That is awesome. She is a wonderful woman it seems."
"Yeah , but there is also something curious"
"What is it?"
"She had some photos in her home of her family , but a good chunk of them only had herself and her daughter. There is only one photo of her husband."
Sonarika was intrigued by that information.
"Maybe her husband might be socially awkward? Some people don't like things like that."
"I wondered the same thing , but I also noticed the strange stare and sadness in her eyes when she saw me looking at the photo. Then I also met her daughter and she was way too cold for a child , just staring at me like I am some villain. It was strange."
Sonarika thought about this extra information and she concluded her thinking around it.
"Maybe they're divorced , and they might've had a messy divorce in that matter. Which is why there is so much depression in their behavior. She is probably masking her emotions with smiles and stuff."
"That makes sense , but it was really weird getting that kind of reaction from that little girl...I always enjoyed interacting with kids but that...that made me a little sad.."
"Don't worry Hemant , she will come around once she notices your charm and manners.."
"Maybe...but I am happy though.."
"Why?"
"Tamanna enquired about my past"
Those words from Hemant brought the look of worry in Sonarika's face. Hemant only smiled looking at her and responded.
"And for the first time , I didn't feel anything about that past. Because I had the best medication for it."
"Really? and what is that?"
"This , the memories of my wife and my boy , two people that make me feel proud of what I am today than what I was in the past."
Sonarika smiled in response and leaned forward to kiss her husband in his lips. Within seconds they were smooching intensely. When they separated , both were taking deep breaths.
Sonarika got up and went inside to peak and saw Karan was still asleep on the bed. Sonarika then returned to Hemant with a grin on her face as she extended her hand to him.
"Come with me Husband."
"Where" Hemant asked with curiosity as he got up.
"Someplace no one will notice us....someplace just for us!" Sonarika giggled.
She led him away from the fireplace and into the woods nearby. Karan was deep asleep in his slumber while his parents were busy making out with each other in the woods behind a tree. They were partially nude and Sonarika was now planted to the tree wrapping her legs around her husband's waist as Hemant was thrusting into her.
"aaahhh.....aaahhh.....aaahhh..." Sonarika moaned with each penetration as she caressed his hair sharing her breath with his.
Hemant slowly started to show his trouble with breathing but he was too engulfed in this moment with Sonarika that he couldn't care less. This sex wasn't fuelled by sexual thrill , but by the unconditional love they have for each other. She wasn't bothered by his struggled breathing , she just hoped that Hemant could hold on until she could find her own release.
Their moans were both louder, words stopping between them, his body acting on memory with what she liked; he could never forget as her hand fell from his and went to the back of his neck, squeezing him, just as her cunt did. He was struggling but he went on going hoping that he satisfies her.
A desperate look shared as their eyes met. Everything coming to a head as he didn’t hold back from her. She came around him hard and quick, feeling her squeeze around him, a cry from her lips that is for him only. Hemant couldn’t help but find the joy in the moment. To finally give his wife an orgasm after a long time. Then his own release found him moments later, spilling himself inside of her, another mark that he was all too happy to leave her with.
It was such a romantic moment for them. He stayed buried in her for a while and not think of anything else. She loved that closeness with him , it was no longer the feeling of sexual relief , but more like embracing their love for each other.
After their tryst , they dressed up and returned to the cottage and joined Karan in the bed and slept together.
Packing up to head back to Mumbai, they felt the sadness of leaving Matheran, knowing they'd soon return to the daily grind. Hemant started to feel the struggles of his health and his breathing conditions , and he realized he was loosing his grip in his fitness. The doubts started to mount him and he was hurt when he realized he might've upset Karan and Sonarika because of his terrible health and not joining them in their treks. In a way he started to get the feeling that this was a wake up call. A wake up call to get a hold of his life together.
They were back in Mumbai and the couple was back to their usual grind. But there was some big changes in Sonarika's lifestyle ever since her promotion.
Next week, Sonarika was getting ready for her meeting with Vikram, she had all of her strategies planned out. Her desk was covered with notes and graphs. She was keeping it in order and in a way so that Vikram could understand what her ideas and processes are. Vikram arrived right on time, he handshaked with Sonarika and was looking around seeing all the paperwork and diagrams showing her hardwork and talent. Vikram was quiet impressed by her confidant approach and her professionalism.
"Please, sit" Sonarika said, her voice calm, her smile professional. She felt more assured since their last talk.
"Thanks" Vikram said, his voice neutral.
Sonarika jumped into an update on his investments. "I've went through your hotel floorplans and graph closely. Here's what I've noticed from your architectural designs" she said, showing him graphs, highlighting where his money was growing or at risk.
Vikram paid close attention to the proposal she was implementing , he questioned her proposal with precision , seeking whether it is feasible. "How do you deal with the glacing process?" he asked, looking at her intently.
"Your glacing requirement is quiet low and we have trusted third party fraternity that are experts in this functions." Sonarika replied, pointing to a slide. She explained her plan for the glass structures creation process while taking into consideration the transportation that is needed to be done, watching his reactions.
They kept it all business. Vikram nodded at her thoroughness, his next questions digging into her strategy. "What's your plan for the sculptures?" he asked, genuinely curious.
"That is where some good pool of resources will be poured , that will be done by state of the art sculptures who are well known in the market thus making sure to give your hotel the masterpiece of a well known artist as a trademark design." Sonarika said, giving him her proposal of the sculptures which will be built in the hotel premises itself.
Vikram looked over her suggestions, his face serious. "Good work" he noted, showing he respected her effort. They discussed further, Sonarika quick to respond when Vikram threw in certain hurdles that might be formed in processes like these, suggesting ways to protect his investment, her confidence based on her knowledge.
As the meeting ended, Sonarika felt proud of how she'd shown her skills. Vikram stood, saying, "Thanks for the insights, Ms. Sonarika. Really looking forward to our collaboaration." Sonarika shook his hand, professional to the end. "Thank you, Mr. Vikram. Though we will have to wait and see the final result to see if our collaboration does it work."
As Vikram left , Sonarika's superiors were very happy with her progress and showered her with complements. These things were new to Sonarika , all this attention. Lately she hasn't been getting to spend time with her old crew and it seems things weren't looking good. The superiors once chastised them to behave to Sonarika like a boss. And to be honest , there was some blame on them. Tejas decided to throw his weight around since Sonarika was their boss now but Sonarika didn't like this one bit and this culminated in an embarassing situation last week when a senior executive from the head office insulted Tejas in front of everyone in the office. Even Sonarika was blamed in her cabin saying that she is going easy on her subordinates because they were her friends.
And then meeting up with Meghna and seeking her advice didn't help her either. Meghna insinuated the same sentiments of her superiors but used nicer words.
"Look I am not saying to cut them off completely , just make it clear that you are not someone for them to boast about and claim as some trump card in office politics."
"I've spend almost all of my work life with them in Tanishq Meghna , wouldn't that make me a terrible person?" Sonarika asked worridly.
"If they think of you as some means to manipulate then in their eyes yes , but not in general. At the end of the day Sonarika , its every person for themselves. And you are in a position of power now , don't let them control your process , they are not the manager you are , they are suppose to follow your way so make them. Be a responsible leader and show them the right path"
This conversation created further confliction in Sonarika but she decided to find some common ground and explain to them that her situation. The company was hosting a party to celebrate this special day so everyone was invited. Sonarika decided to bring Hemant with her on this occasion so Hemant put on his best suit to the party while Sonarika wore a golden colored saree. Anjali didn't have a night class for the day which eased the situation for Sonarika and Hemant.
They arrived at the party and it was a grand affair. Hemant was stunned by the setting. The restaurant, chosen for its quiet luxury, was set for a team dinner celebrating a recent win, suggested by Vikram. Sonarika saw it as a chance to show her friendship and compatilbility with her co-workers outside the office.
Walking in, she was met with the buzz of chatter and people in expensive attire. Vikram was already there looking absolutely dazzling and attractive in his blazer attire. Seeing Sonarika, he walked over with a warm, professional smile. Hemant was too lost in the grandeur of the party
"Ms. Sonarika, glad you could come" Vikram said, his handshake firm. He noticed Hemant and his somewhat disshevelled look making it clear that he put his costume in a rush and no attention to the display.
"Thanks for inviting me, Vikram. Nice place" Sonarika replied, her smile sincere, her eyes scanning the room.
"I thought it'd be good for us to unwind outside work" Vikram said, gesturing at the crowd. "It's about getting to know each other."
"Absolutely" Sonarika agreed, appreciating the idea. She soon got the attention of Hemant and introduced him to Vikram.
"This is Hemant , my husband." Vikram looked a bit off seeing Hemant for the first time. He had some expectations for woman like Sonarika to have a husband as appreciative as her personality. But Hemant gave off the different vibe. He didn't look masculine but was very off considering to the look of Sonarika.
Regardless Vikram decided to be cordial and behaved with him with honesty. They introduced each other and soon Vikram found out certain good qualities of Hemant. Turns out Hemant doesn't drink or smoke , he is always an awkward one in parties like this , not exactly knowing how to kill time.
As the party went on , Vikram and Sonarika went to their separate ways talking with their colleagues and associates while Hemant stood there like a stranger. Eventually he was met up by a guy named Kunal Roy. Upon talking to him Hemant learned Kunal was a businessman in his own right and he was here with his wife Mouni who is a known interior designer in the city. Hemant enjoyed his company because they both shared a similar taste.
Sonarika was with some of her friends until she was joined by Meghna and sometime later some other women. Meghna soon introduced another woman Ragini to Sonarika. Ragini was a businesswoman who runs a textile enterprise in Goa on her own. She is a divorcee and had a rough past with her husband who was abusive towards her. Sonarika has met her on a few occasions when she did business with Tanishq on a small scale. But then she was just an analyst and Ragini usually dealt with the former Manager. Sonarika could feel the same energy and attitude of Meghna from Ragini , which made her understand how they get along very well. But Ragini wasn't as harsh as Meghna. Mouni on the other hand was different , she always talked with some attitude , as if she was some queen. It just seemed that fame has started to rub her in the wrong way.
But then something curious happened , Mouni was greeted by a handsome man wearing race jacket and long hair. She was kissing him passionately in front of everyone. Sonarika was weirded out by that bold gesture. They were in their own world now.
"Don't they know people are watching?" Sonarika enquired to which Ragini only giggled. Meghna too joined her and laughed in a low tone. Sonarika felt like she was being ridiculed as she seeked answers.
"What's wrong?"
"Hehe...what you are seeing Sonarika is far more crazy than you think.." Ragini said with a giggle.
"What do you mean?" Sonarika asked.
"That man right there....that is her boyfriend!" Meghna said. Sonarika was shocked.
"But but....isn't she married!!" Sonarika asked confused and stunned.
"Yes..and her husband is....right there....talking with yours" Meghna pointed to Hemant standing far away talking to Kunal.
Sonarika was completely taken aback by this new revelation. This was a complete new scenario that she is not familiar with. To see such bold indulgence in front of her was an unusual experience. She was getting more confused.
"But..how?" Sonarika asked puzzled.
"Her husband is a cuckold. He likes to watch his wife enjoy sexually , that man right there talking to your husband will be sitting in a chair tonight while the man here will be screwing his wife in their bed while he will be shaking his piddle stick enjoying the sight!"
Meghna giggled as she narrated the situation with these folks. Sonarika since then started to feel unease in that party. She tried to pay some attention but she was feeling suffocated in that party. Vikram eventually noticed it and he went to Sonarika and took her aside in private.
"What's the matter Sonarika you look upset."
"Its nothing Mr.Vikram , I am just not feeling well."
"Okay , I think its better you take rest , shall I call your husband"
"No thanks . I'll find him I would just like to leave."
"Is there something wrong with the party?"
"No the party is great Mr.Vikram. I am just not feeling well"
"Okay alright Sonarika , you can go , we'll talk later , good night Sonarika"
"Good night Mr.Vikram."
Sonarika walked away and tried to find her husband. Fortunately she didn't have to look far as she saw Hemant roaming around. Hemant soon saw Sonarika come near him.
"Come on Hemant...lets go.."
"Are we done?"
"Yeah we're done."
"Okay"
Both of them exited the party and began their drive back home. On the way Hemant noticed some disturbance in Sonarika's face.
"Sona...are you ok?"
"I am...its just...some revelations..."
"What's the matter.."
"Its the people Hemant...we're moving above the ladder that we were before and we're among people that are kinda...crazy.."
"Okay...who are these crazy people.."
"Its that Mouni...and her husband"
"Oh...you mean the cuckold?"
Sonarika was stunned hearing that from Hemant.
"You know?"
"Yeah...I was at first skeptical but then I saw this big long haired man Sagar talking very dominant and insulting towards Kunal , that was when I learned from Vikram that Kunal is actually a cuckold in real life and that Sagar was a close friend of Vikram. Kunal was talking so boldly about his wife and her lover to me that later on I felt unease , he was very talkative about it and I was struggling to get rid of him from that interaction"
"Thank god"
"Honestly , you should thank Vikram rather than God , he was the one who saved me. I would've been hell of trapped in that situation if Vikram didn't save me"
"So , Vikram is a good man after all"
"Surprisingly , he was one of the sanest and the most humblest person I've met in that party tonight"
"Really?"
"Yeah , he is cool"
"Great"
"I have one request for you Sona"
"What is it"
"From now on would you please not invite me to your parties? I don't think I will ever fit in your , social circles"
"I understand"
"Thank you , its best for all of us. Plus Meghna will be happy not seeing my face"
"She doesn't hate you that much"
"Fine , I'll reverse my decision the day she compliments me"
"So I guess , never"
Both laughed as they continued their drive home. The next few days were their usual grind. Sonarika got piled up with work. She often returned home stressed and Hemant being a responsible husband started to spend more time with Karan making sure he didn't bother her. But a few days later , things turned worse when she was returning from office , her car wouldn't start. She left the car in the office parking lot and contacted the usual workshop where she services it. She came to the main road from the office and looked to find a cab. But then luxury car quickly stopped and moved towards her. It was Vikram.
"Sonarika , what happened to your car?"
"Its broken down , I was leaving the office"
"Its alright , I'll give you a ride"
"No thank you Mr.Vikram , I will hire a cab"
"Come on Sonarika , it's not like I am a complete stranger , come on"
Sonarika couldn't say no and hence got on the front seat alongside Vikram as he drove off. On their drive they discussed some of the progress of their collaboration work after which Vikram started to clear the air regarding the party last night.
"BTW...I understood you were bothered by the situation with Mouni and Kunal , I am sorry about that"
"Please don't be Mr.Vikram , its not your fault"
"No it kind of is , their bold nature has often resulted in embarassing situations before..I often avoid inviting them"
"I understand...so I am guessing you know them close?" Sonarika enquired.
"Not exactly , you see....her boyfriend , I've known him since my college days. He doesn't go anywhere without her so I was often forced to invite them"
"I am just bothered by their open minded approach to it...I mean society will never accept that"
"That is true Sonarika...but then again Society has its own flaws...I sometimes appreciate them because they have the will to face the world even knowing that many will insult their lifestyle"
"I actually feel bad for the husband to be honest"
"Yeah , but then again , love can often be complicated. He still claims he loves his wife , and I guess he isn't concerned with the reality that he cannot satisfy her"
"Does she show any respect to him?"
"At times yes , but this whole 'cuckold' evolves to a point where the husband loves the humiliation. He likes to stay the loser in the marriage"
"That is a very sad life!"
"I agree , I don't like that kind of mindset. And at first I was worried when I saw your husband walking around him. I mean after everything Meghna told me about him"
"Did Meghna talk about Hemant to you?"
"Yeah , she does. I hope I am not upsetting you and your friendship with her , but it seems she doesn't like Hemant one bit"
"Its alright Mr.Vikram , and to answer your question yes she never likes Hemant to begin with"
"May I ask why?"
"She believes that Hemant changed me to a very conservative woman and is repressing my identity using our marriage. In her eyes , Hemant is one of those silent perpetrators of Toxic Masculinity"
"Oh I see"
"To be frank , I cannot blame her, I have changed in many ways. But it was due to my personal views rather than any influence with Hemant"
"I am curious now , what was the change?"
"Its a typical woman feelings. When I was young , I always believed in some fairy tale type story. Where a prince charming with come and sweep me off my feet. And being born and raised in Delhi didn't help me to think otherwise. But life taught me that will forever be just a fantasy. Then I met Hemant and I learned to love him because he was everything I wanted and would share everything of mine with."
"So what you're saying that you were a Disney Princess"
Vikram laughed after saying that after which Sonarika too laughed with him. She kind of liked this friendly banter with him. She has started to see a side of Vikram she haven't seen in the professional front.
"I like your approach Sonarika. When it matters you have stepped up , but I believe in the idea that sacrifice is not always necessary for a relationship to work."
"Its easy to say but difficuilt in reality , I am contempt in my life right now. So I have no regrets"
"I understand but this isn't about regrets , its about freedom. You have an understanding husband , so you don't need to make certain sacrifice for him because he understands your needs and wishes. Let the freedom provided by him be used for good."
"Like what?"
"Meghna told me that you were an excellent dancer , like in the college and college days you were the hearthrob. Meghna believes that Hemant killed that side of you because he personally doesn't like dancing"
"She always finds reasons to hate Hemant. And no , it wasn't him but rather society that made me stop considering about dance"
"But why?"
"I am a mother Mr.Vikram , I cannot do that"
"That is a very backwards thinking Sonarika. Family doesn't mean you have to take a step back. You've just seen people like Mouni reveal their lifestyle to the public and still not a single person raised objective to it in that party. Because they have the privilege and the power. You have similar power like that Sonarika , you can be what you want to be. And Dancing is not a shameful act that would tarnish your personality"
Sonarika thought about the things Vikram just said. She realized that she can if she wants. Soon Vikram suggested something.
"I'll tell you what , in two months from now , your company is having their founder's day function which will also have certain cultural shows. When I heard about your hidden talent I've been thinking something unique" Vikram said with excitement.
"What is it" Sonarika asked.
"A dance performance , I am an avid dancer as well. Been a huge Michael Jackson fan since childhood. Why don't you join me and my crew which also include some of your coworkers and we can perform that dance on that function"
"No , please no" Sonarika reponded.
"But why?"
"I've been out of practice for years Mr.Vikram. I don't think I can do it"
"Come on Sonarika , you've been doing it for years. Besides there is still two months , a bit of practice and you can get your groove back"
"I don't know , I feel I cannot"
"Okay then how about this , ask your husband whether you should do it. If he agrees , you have to agree. You cannot back away from it"
Sonarika thought about it. She liked that Vikram kept the cordial friend tone in his request and even allowed Hemant's opinion in it. She decided she needs to discuss this with Hemant.
"I'll think about it Mr.Vikram."
"And one more thing Sonarika , would you please stop calling me Mr.Vikram , it makes me feel like I am an old man"
Sonarika giggled at his talk.
"Just call me Vicky like my friends."
"Okay Vicky , my place is near"
Vikram soon moved the vehicle to the side and stopped as Sonarika got out.
"I wish I could invite you for a cup of coffee"
"I understand Sonarika , its already pretty late. Another time , do let me know your response after your talk with Hemant"
"Good night Sonarika"
"Good night Vicky"
Vikram soon drove off as Sonarika walked to her apartment. As Sonarika arrived home , she was rewarded by the sight of Hemant and Karan singing and laughing as Karan was in the dining table while Hemant was preparing dinner.
"Ohh...rough day again Sona?" Hemant asked seeing her tired face.
"Kind of" Sonarika said as she walked towards Karan and kissed his forehead.
"Go get fresh , Dinner will be ready to serve by then" Hemant obliged.
Sonarika smiled as she walked to the bedroom. When she reached near the bedroom doorway she heard Hemant and Karan resume their singing which always made her smile. During her shower , Sonarika thought about the things Vikram said. To bring some of the old passions back. She remembered the sexy time she shared with Hemant on that night in Matheran. It was good , but she could see the lackluster performance in it. They were so high up in their feelings that they could reach their orgasms somehow. But Hemant really struggled with his body , she remembers she had a tough time to get excited hearing his struggling breath hearing his coughes in between the thrusts.
In a way she missed her old husband. And she has noticed that sex has become a secondary part in their married life. Ever since Karan came , Hemant has almost completely ditched the idea of getting intimate. She still misses the early days of their marriage when they couldn't keep their hands off of each other. Now there wasn't that connection , only the interaction as proud parents and bonding on dinners and pillow talks. She missed the sex part and she didn't want to admit , but she felt some sort of dissatisfaction in their tryst at Matheran. Sonarika got rid of those thoughts and freshened herself as she dressed in her night wear and returned to bed.
She arrived on the dining table as Hemant had already finished making dinner and was serving it on the table. This moment was always wholesome for her , this feeling to be with your loved ones. Its moments like this that make her forget her frustrations and dissatisfaction. In moments like these , she feels more happy to be with Hemant because this feeling of comfort and love , she could not feel anyplace else. The dinner went on with the funny banter of Karan after that some small talks between Sonarika and Hemant. When dinner was done , Karan was watching his favorite cartoon while Hemant and Sonarika were on the balcony enjoying some night breeze. Sonarika decided to speak her mind to her husband.
"Hemant , I wanted your opinion on something"
"Go ahead Sona"
"Well um , you know there is this founders function that will be happening in two months in my company."
"I am aware"
"Turns out some of my co-workers , they are planning something special , something like a dance performance"
"That is cool"
Sonarika took a breather and then said.
"They want me to be a part of it"
Hemant was surprised with what she said. He looked at her with a surprise smile and wide eyes.
"Do you know how to dance?"
Sonarika sighed and then responded.
"I used to do , way before marriage and now they want me to do it again for something special"
She purposefully avoided using the name of Vikram because she believed Hemant might get upset.
"Wow , I didn't knew you used to dance , why didn't you tell me this?"
"I guess I didn't bother by it then , but now I feel I should do this."
"Okay? Do you wanna do this performance?"
Sonarika took a breather again and contemplated on what to say. After some thought she said.
"Yes , I want to do it"
"Okay , then I would definitely like to see my wife's hidden talent soon!"
Sonarika felt a relief and some sort of strange feeling when she got the green signal from her husband. She has maintained her body but getting back to her dance groove will be a bit difficuilt. But now she felt the confidence after recieving Hemant's support.
A few minutes later , Anjali arrived from her night class. But she looked dull , the moment Hemant and Sonarika looked at her , they knew something was wrong.
"Anju , is everything ok?"
When they came near her , they noticed tears in her eyes. Now they started to worry for her. They comforted her as she had some tough time to speak.
"Anju , what happened , why are you crying , talk to us girl.."
Anjali only cried as she hugged Sonarika. It took some time for her to talk.
"Didi...Bhaiya.."
"Anju please tell us what happened honey"
"I was coming from the night class , the entrance way doesn't have any autos so..I have to come to circle to get it...there were some hooligans there...for these few days they were giving some snarky comments and vulgar words on me...but today they crossed the line....one of those men...he is named Rafique...he grabbed my hand and tried to pull me to a van...I shouted and they tried to shut my mouth and..."
She couldn't speak further as she cried. Sonarika looked worried towards Hemant , he too had that look but at the same time maintained some composure.
"My friends screamed which resulted in some of the auto drivers to notice and they came running which is when those men let go off me and ran away in their van..I thought I was going...I was going to be"
She sobbed further and cried again after saying that. Sonarika looked visually very pissed.
"Okay...we're going to station...lets lodge a complaint!" Sonarika said.
"Now? At this night?" Hemant enquired.
"Yes now Hemant , something terrible has happened and this needs to be taken care of"
"I get what you mean Sona , but Anju is very traumatised right now. Let her take rest , I will take her tomorrow morning to the Cops"
"Are you kidding me!" Sonarika only fumed.
"Believe me Sona , I am upset as much as you but right now she needs rest rather than making her go through that trauma again , I will deal with this tomorrow. Let her sleep here with you in the bedroom. I'll sleep with Karan in his room"
Sonarika at the end agreed to Hemant's terms and they did the sleeping arrangment Hemant sujjested. Hemant distracted Karan and explained to his innocent boy what happened in ways he could understand. Throughout the night Anjali often woke up seeing something and sobbed but Sonarika comforted her.
(CHAPTER TO BE CONTINUED)
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