A party in club
A group of friends and drinking and having fun. They are waiting for someone to arrive
Saahil (checking watch): kahan reh gaya yaar…reunion ka plan toh sahi thaa…aur kitna intezaar.
Amar: chill yaar…kal hi toh aaya hai woh 8 saal baad..aa jayega..
Imran: hey mannn…itne saal baad hum sab mil rahe hai..sirf daroo hai kya? Where are the chicks?
Amar (checking phone): Heyyy…ladkiyan bhi aa gayi..i will just get them.
He comes back with 2 escorts. The girls start flirting and chatting.
Imran (enjoying): WOooow Amar…kya hot ladkiyan hai yaar….
Amar (drinking): aish karle beta…ek baar who aa gaya naa..apna hero..kuch nahi milne waala tujhe…naa yeh ladkiyan, naa darooo..
Saahil (laughing): haan dude..apne group ka chick magnet hai woh…yaad hai college me saari ladkiyan kaise marti thi…I am sure aaj bhi saala waisa hi hoga..
Voice: Hi guys…mere bagair party shuru bhi kardi tum logon ne…
All boys (hugging him): Sachinnnnnnnnnnnnnn….mannnn….bilkul waisa hi hai yaar…
Sachin (smile): really…dekhte hai..
Amar: tere bagair kya party yaar…abhi toh party full on shuru karni hai….Joe…he calls the bartender…send us our drinks….
Saahil: le bhaai..tu aa gaya hai…toh merit oh saari value hi khatam ho jaayegi…he gets up and signals the girls to pay attention to Sachin.
Girl 1 (running hand on his cheek): Hey…handsome..I am Stella..wanna dance?
Sachin (smile): Sure…lets go..
He holds Stella's hand gently and goes to the dance floor. They are dancing and he smiles politely at her. She winks and grinds closer to him. Sachin takes a step back and continues swaying gently to the music.
Stella (lustily): peeche kyun hatt rahe ho? Not in the mood? Kahin akele me jaana hai?
Sachin: No..I am fine…
Stella (trying to hug him by neck): But I am not fine…come on…lets go..
She falls on Sachin, he takes a step back and collides on someone.
Sachin (helping the girl to get up): I am so sorry..are you okay?
Girl (cleaning clothes): Its okay sir..I am fine..she tries to walk away taking her tray of drinks.
Sachin (touching her arms): kahin chot toh nahi lagi naa..
Girl (getting angry): I said its fine…stop touching me..she yells loudly.
Stella (drunk voice): Hey you bitch!..zabaan sambhalke baat karo..tumhe pata hai yeh kaun hai?
Girl: yeh koi bhi ho..magar meri permission ke bina mujhe choo nahi sakte..
Amar: What the hell? Tum ho kaun? Who is she Joe? He asks the bar tender.
Joe: Sir she is new here..aaj pehla din hai..Purvi..apologise now..
Purvi: I am not going to apologise..maine koi galti nahi ki hai.
Sachin: Hey its fine…mujhe koi apology nahi chahiye….its just a misunderstanding..
Amar (angry): aise kaise yaar? She is just a waitress..akad toh dekho..tere jaise 10 ko ek raat me kharid sakta hai yeh aadmi..jaanti hai kaun hai yeh?
Sachin: Enough yaar…lets go…kyun scene kar rahe ho..he takes his friends and goes outside the club.
Joe: Sir…sir…Purvi…look what you have done..
Purvi: maine kya kiya? Main bass apna kaam kar rahi thi…khaamkaa issue bana diya..
Joe: have you gone crazy? Mr Joshi is one of the youngest businessman of India..unke woh dost..Amar, Saahil, Imran..sab ke sab bade baap ke bête hai..hamare club ke maalik ke bête hai Imran…aur tumne unke dost ki insult ki…you will have to pay for this Purvi..
Joe gets a phone call from Imran.
Joe: But sir..please..okay..okay sir..
Joe(to Purvi): Purvi…you are fired..
Purvi removes the black waitress jacket she was wearing and throws it on Joe's face and leaves the bar.
Small home
A 7 year old boy and his twin sister are fighting. Their neighbor comes to check on them.
Neighbor: tum dono abhi tak soye nahi?
Girl: Aakash mujhse fight kar raha hai..
Boy: jhoothi..nahi kaaki…Aabha mujhse fight kar rahi hai..
Kaaki: oh hooooo…aane do tumhari mummy ko…raam jaane tum dono shaitaano ko kya khaake paida kiya usne
Aabha (giggling): mummy toh kal subah hi aayegi..chal Aakash TV dekhte hai
Aakash: mummy ne cable cut kar diya hai naa..kaise dekhenge..
Aabha (taking a wire): yeh bagal waale kaka ke ghar ka wire hai..isse jodd denge toh hamare ghar pe TV chalooo…
Woman (angry voice): Aabhaa…yeh kya ho raha hai? Tum dono ka sone ka time hai naa?
Aakash(scared): maine kuch nahi kiya…sab Aabha ne kiya…good night…he quickly pretends to sleep.
Kaaki (surprise): Purviii..tu..itni jaldi..tu toh subah aane waali thi naa.
Aabha (sarcastic): yeh naukri bhi gayi? Iss baar kya complaint aayi?
Purvi (scolding): Aabhaa…kitni baar kaha hai..bado ke jaise baate mat kiya karo..jaoo so jaooo…
Aabha: mujhe chillane se kya hoga..khud toh apne gusse pe control nahi rakh sakti..hmffff…
Purvi (getting angry): Aaabhaaa.
Kaaki: rehne de…bachi hai..tu baith…kya hua?
Purvi (disappointed):woh.. Aabhaa sahi bol rahi hai..yeh naukri bhi haath se gayi…maine ek customer ko naraaz kar diya..she sighs..
Kaaki (pats her shoulder): iss duniya me jo seedha hota hai..uska kuch nahi ho sakta..
Purvi (worried): samajh me nahi aa raha kya karoon…meri pichli waali job ki salary case ke chakkar me phasi hai…
Kaaki: tum yeh case waapas kyun nahi leti..
Purvi (getting up, shock): kaaaki…uss manager ne mujhse kitni gandi baat kahi…main..main maanti hoon mere haalat ache nahi hai..magar iska yeh matlab nahi ki woh mera faayda uthaaye..naa jaane aur kitni ladkiyon ki zindagi barbaad karta who…
Kaaki: sabki fikar hai tujhe..apni bhi kabhi soch..apni chodd…tere bachon ke baare me kabhi soch..
Purvi walks to the bed of her small flat. Her kids are sleeping on the mattress. She strokes their hairs.
Aakash (sleepy): mummy…mere soccer class ki fees…mujhe khelna hai match..pleaseee…
Purvi (softly): ho jaayega beta…tum zaroor kheloge..
Purvi (mind): yeh main kya kar rahi hoon…inn bachon ke liye toh mujhe apne gusse ko kaboo me rakhna hoga..
2-3 days later
Purvi has found a new job in a shopping plaza. She is a cashier now.
Sachin and his friend Amar are driving to a friend's house.
Amar: yaar sachin..tu bahut badal gaya hai
Sachin: Haan woh toh hai…8 saal me thoda zyaada handsome ho gaya hoon naa…he laughs at his won joke
Amar: ohooo..toh apne handsomeness ka jadoo aaj chalaake dikha..
Sachin: matlab?
Amar: Matlab…aaj ki party ekdum rangeen hone waali hai…ek se ek models hai yaar..tu maidaan me aa jaa..sab pehle jaisa hi hai
Sachin (unsure): nahi yaar…I don't feel like it..
Amar (shocked): yeh tu bol raha hai…Sachin..bhool gaya apna past…arre t usher hai sher..yeh bheegi billi kyun bann raha hai…he thinks..hey ek baat puchoon..
Sachin: puch..
Amar (doubting): kahin…tu..mera matlab….tu samajh raha hai naa?
Sachin: nahi..main gay nahi hoon…tu mere saath safe hai..happy?
Amar (shocked): Tujhe kaise pata chala..main yehi poochne waala hooon?
Sachin (laugh): tere dimaag me kuch aur chalta bhi hai kya? Jab dekho action Jackson..
Amar (remembering): Abbeeee…Action se yaad aaya..maine condoms hi nahi lii yaar..tere paas hai?
Sachin: kya? Nahi bhai….
Amar (looking out): ab yahan kahan koi chemist ki dukaan hogi..hey..he spots a shop…hey yeh supermarket…rok rokkkk..gaadi rokkk
Sachin brakes the car. He looks at it with doubt.
Sachin: yeh…are you sure?
Amar (getting down): haan..chal..yaar…2 min lagenge bass..
Sachin and Amar go inside the crowded supermarket. They quickly go to the section where condoms are sold.
Amar: yeh mera brand toh nahi hai..but something is better than nothing..tu zara counter pe jaa..main abhi aaya..
Sachin: kahan jaa raha hai?
Amar: arre aaya…he goes to flirt with a young girl shopping alone.
Sachin sighs and takes the packet to the billing counter. There are long queues. He spots one with just few people. He stands there.
Purvi is busy checking out customers items.
Purvi (handing the change): Thank you Ma'm..Have a good evening..she smiles at the lady…next..she says looking down.
Sachin (voice): Hi…I just want this one packet …how are you today?
Purvi looks up and is shocked to see him in front of her.
Purvi: Tum?
Sachin (surprise): I am sorry? Maine tumhe nahi pehchaana..anyways…I am Sachin..yeh..please jaldi bill kar dengi..
Purvi nods and is embarrassed to see the pack of condoms. She turns it to write the code number.
Purvi (no emotion): sir..yeh raha aapka bill
Sachin takes out a card and hands it over.
Purvi: I am sorry sir..yeh sirf cash counter hai…aapko cash dena hoga
Sachin: cash? Main koi cash nahi rakhta…aap just yeh card rakh lijiye..
Purvi: main yeh nahi kar sakti…aap doosre counter pe jaayiye..
Sachin: see..mere paas sach me cash nahi hai…please just accept this..its just one item
Purvi: baat one item yaa das item ki nahi hai..yeh cash counter hai..
Customer: oh bhaisaab…hume bhi ghar jaana hai..kya naatak laga rakha hai..
Sachin (frustrated): Just a second..main baat kar raha hoon naa…come on..its just one pack..itna toh adjust kar sakti ho…mujhe late ho raha hai..
Purvi: yeh toh enjoy karne ke pehle sochna chahiye tha..last minute tak kaam ko rakhenge toh yahi hoga..
Sachin (angry): enough! Mujhe insult kar rahi hai aap…where is your supervisor?
Purvi (calling security): Yeh customer problem kar raha hai…samaan ka bill banaa liya ab paise dene se inkaar kar raha hai..
The security men roughen him. There is a commotion. He is taken and forcibly thrown out.
Amar: Sachin….Sachin…what the hell..he turns to the security people…kaun hai yahan ka incharge…jaante bhi ho kisse dhakke deke baahar nikala?...yeh Sachin Joshi hai…Sachin enterprises ke maalik…bloody fools!
Purvi hears the name and stands there rooted..she is reminded of her past..
7 years back…in a hospital…
Nurse: Madame bacho ke baap ka naam kya likhna hai?
Purvi (tears, angry): inn bacho ka koi baap nahi hai…yeh mere bache hai..
The nurse leaves the room. Purvi picks the babies in her arms.
Purvi: Sachin Joshi…..inn bachon pe tumhara saaya tak padne nahi doongi…
Sachin Joshi is the father of the twins...but he doesn't know! what is their story?
My new SachVi fiction. I hope you guys like it and give me feedback. As you all know, I have other stories too. Please be patient I will complete all of them, including this one.
I am also writing a DareYa short story. maybe next week...Keep reading