07-01-2019, 04:00 PM
Abdul, is a well build person of around 40 years of age. He generally wears kurta & pajama with an iron ring in his left hand and having curly black hairs. He is a havala trader since his childhood. He is not educated but knows how to do the business. He has links with many underworld dons and politicians. May be everything Abdul doing is not right & legal but he is very particular in two things he is not a womaniser. He is not married yet and he never came in contact with any woman. He was once in love with his childhood friend, Kiran, but her father sold her to some gang for prostitution and after that Kiran made a suicide attempt and later died due to it. Abdul went on rampage and killed her father & brother first and then the entire gang that bought Kiran. Since then, he was well-known in the underworld community.
Secondly, he never encouraged the weapons or drugs smuggling. In all, he was a good person by heart and doing havala trading with his counterparts in India & abroad. He compensates all these wrong-doing by helping the poorest and needy.
He was sitting on his sofa and watching the live cricket match between India & Pakistan. Suddenly, the door opened and Naveen entered in the room. Abdul, without taking off his eyes from TV, asked – Hello Naveen Babu, showing your face after a long-long time.
Naveen - Well Bhai, you know how the ad-world is running. They are not giving us time to live even our personal life.
Abdul - So, why did you take appointment with me?
Naveen - Actually bhai, I have a friend, Nisha, who needs to transfer money from a swiss bank account and needs your help in that.
Abdul - Does she doing any business here?
Naveen - No, she is widow of Vivek Verma.
Abdul - Vivek Verma, That IT tycoon who was killed in an air accident and all his business & property went to banks and other loaners?
Naveen - Yes, you are right bhai. Now she is alone and have nothing for her routine life.
Abdul - hhhmmmmmmm. I made a lot of transactions for Vivek too. Is she really needy.
Naveen - Yes Bhai, she is in great need of this money which was left by her husband for her only in a swiss bank account.
Abdul, without looking towards him Is she faithful?
Naveen - Ofcourse Bhai, she needs money and I personally checked her condition in her home. Moreover, I know him for the past couple of years. You can trust her as much as you can on me.
Abdul -This business runs on total risk and not on trust. Anyway, now you are lobbying for her, let me to meet her first, then only I'll tell you.
Naveen - She is with me bhai, if you allow, can I call her here.
Abdul - Ok. Call her, but I'll ask some questions from her and during that period, you should not be present here.
Naveen knew the character of Abdul, so he was not very doubtful of that.
Naveen - Ok bhai, I am sending her in.
Naveen got up and went straight outside the room. After a couple of minutes, the door opened and Nisha put her first step in. She was wearing a blue coloured saree and a matching blouse. Very simple and without any makeup, few drops of sweat were clearly visible on her face.
Nisha - Can I come in?
Abdul still watching the TV listened this soft voice that struck straight to his heart. He immediately looked up and saw a beautiful lady of around 25-27 yrs. of age, very fair, in blue dress was standing on the gate. Her silhouette due to high light coming from the door made her looking sexier than ever. Slowly he got up from the sofa and his mouth remained open to say.
Nisha - Are you Mr. Abdul?
Abdul came to her senses. He never saw the woman like this and that is why he was so surprised looking her.
Abdul - Come in, Come In, Ms. Nisha, Vivek was a good friend of mine and I am sorry for his unfortunate death. So how is life going on.
Nisha don't want to stretch their talks and came directly to the point Actually, Naveen told me that you can help me in bringing back the money that Vivek left in a swiss bank account.
Abdul - Yes, I have to help you as you are the wife of one of our customer.
Abdul still was out of senses while looking at her. He switched off the TV and bring one glass of water from camphor to her.
Nisha - No Thanks.
Abdul - Take it Nisha ji, now we are the partners in this business. You are also one of our customer here now.
Nisha took the glass and emptied it in one go. She raised her head and looked with some questions in her eyes towards her.
Abdul looking straight into her eyes, sat on the sofa again and asked you have to give me the account number and password.
This made Nisha more tense as she thought sharing password may lost her money. Abdul is an old player of the game, so he understood it in one second.
Abdul - Don't worry Nisha ji, these are our business secrets and you will not be deceited in any way. This money is all yours and I'll help you getting out with it. You need to put trust on me.
Looking confused, Nisha put her hand in her purse and gave the slip to Abdul. Now again, she had nothing in her hands. As the amount was enough, what if Abdul says no to her or keep all her money with him?
Abdul took the slip and without watching it, asked again, do you have confidence, are you trusting me?
Nisha - ........
Abdul - You can keep it back in your purse, if you donot have a trust.
Nisha - No, No. Abdul ji, I have no other way that is why I came here.
Abdul - Then show the confidence in your eyes. The money will be available with you in next 48 hrs. I am taking 10% from my customers but this time, it is free service for you.
Nisha - why.......Abdul ji....
Abdul was also confused, how he said those words, how he managed his other partners? Why is he so soft talking to this lady?
Abdul - No, I told you once and that is final. I can manage my own. Come here again after 2 days and I shall handover the money to you. Is that OK.
Nisha - OK Abdul ji, Shall I go now?
Abdul - Why not.
He went past Nisha and opened the door for her. Nisha came outside and Abdul kept on standing on the door. Outside was Naveen who later showed her the way towards her car. Soon the car started and went out of sight of Abdul.
Secondly, he never encouraged the weapons or drugs smuggling. In all, he was a good person by heart and doing havala trading with his counterparts in India & abroad. He compensates all these wrong-doing by helping the poorest and needy.
He was sitting on his sofa and watching the live cricket match between India & Pakistan. Suddenly, the door opened and Naveen entered in the room. Abdul, without taking off his eyes from TV, asked – Hello Naveen Babu, showing your face after a long-long time.
Naveen - Well Bhai, you know how the ad-world is running. They are not giving us time to live even our personal life.
Abdul - So, why did you take appointment with me?
Naveen - Actually bhai, I have a friend, Nisha, who needs to transfer money from a swiss bank account and needs your help in that.
Abdul - Does she doing any business here?
Naveen - No, she is widow of Vivek Verma.
Abdul - Vivek Verma, That IT tycoon who was killed in an air accident and all his business & property went to banks and other loaners?
Naveen - Yes, you are right bhai. Now she is alone and have nothing for her routine life.
Abdul - hhhmmmmmmm. I made a lot of transactions for Vivek too. Is she really needy.
Naveen - Yes Bhai, she is in great need of this money which was left by her husband for her only in a swiss bank account.
Abdul, without looking towards him Is she faithful?
Naveen - Ofcourse Bhai, she needs money and I personally checked her condition in her home. Moreover, I know him for the past couple of years. You can trust her as much as you can on me.
Abdul -This business runs on total risk and not on trust. Anyway, now you are lobbying for her, let me to meet her first, then only I'll tell you.
Naveen - She is with me bhai, if you allow, can I call her here.
Abdul - Ok. Call her, but I'll ask some questions from her and during that period, you should not be present here.
Naveen knew the character of Abdul, so he was not very doubtful of that.
Naveen - Ok bhai, I am sending her in.
Naveen got up and went straight outside the room. After a couple of minutes, the door opened and Nisha put her first step in. She was wearing a blue coloured saree and a matching blouse. Very simple and without any makeup, few drops of sweat were clearly visible on her face.
Nisha - Can I come in?
Abdul still watching the TV listened this soft voice that struck straight to his heart. He immediately looked up and saw a beautiful lady of around 25-27 yrs. of age, very fair, in blue dress was standing on the gate. Her silhouette due to high light coming from the door made her looking sexier than ever. Slowly he got up from the sofa and his mouth remained open to say.
Nisha - Are you Mr. Abdul?
Abdul came to her senses. He never saw the woman like this and that is why he was so surprised looking her.
Abdul - Come in, Come In, Ms. Nisha, Vivek was a good friend of mine and I am sorry for his unfortunate death. So how is life going on.
Nisha don't want to stretch their talks and came directly to the point Actually, Naveen told me that you can help me in bringing back the money that Vivek left in a swiss bank account.
Abdul - Yes, I have to help you as you are the wife of one of our customer.
Abdul still was out of senses while looking at her. He switched off the TV and bring one glass of water from camphor to her.
Nisha - No Thanks.
Abdul - Take it Nisha ji, now we are the partners in this business. You are also one of our customer here now.
Nisha took the glass and emptied it in one go. She raised her head and looked with some questions in her eyes towards her.
Abdul looking straight into her eyes, sat on the sofa again and asked you have to give me the account number and password.
This made Nisha more tense as she thought sharing password may lost her money. Abdul is an old player of the game, so he understood it in one second.
Abdul - Don't worry Nisha ji, these are our business secrets and you will not be deceited in any way. This money is all yours and I'll help you getting out with it. You need to put trust on me.
Looking confused, Nisha put her hand in her purse and gave the slip to Abdul. Now again, she had nothing in her hands. As the amount was enough, what if Abdul says no to her or keep all her money with him?
Abdul took the slip and without watching it, asked again, do you have confidence, are you trusting me?
Nisha - ........
Abdul - You can keep it back in your purse, if you donot have a trust.
Nisha - No, No. Abdul ji, I have no other way that is why I came here.
Abdul - Then show the confidence in your eyes. The money will be available with you in next 48 hrs. I am taking 10% from my customers but this time, it is free service for you.
Nisha - why.......Abdul ji....
Abdul was also confused, how he said those words, how he managed his other partners? Why is he so soft talking to this lady?
Abdul - No, I told you once and that is final. I can manage my own. Come here again after 2 days and I shall handover the money to you. Is that OK.
Nisha - OK Abdul ji, Shall I go now?
Abdul - Why not.
He went past Nisha and opened the door for her. Nisha came outside and Abdul kept on standing on the door. Outside was Naveen who later showed her the way towards her car. Soon the car started and went out of sight of Abdul.
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