The bar door opens and a young girl walks in, drenched from the rains. She is taken aback by the noisy atmosphere inside. She glances – tables full of young people –both men and women, some are celebrating something, and others are cheering watching a live cricket match on television. She hesitates a bit, she knows no one, she wants to be alone yet she wants to talk to someone.
Girl (thinking): are you stupid? Tum paagal ho gayi hooo..this is a bad idea…just leave…she scolds herself..
She is about to leave when she spots the stools at the bar. The men who were seated on them, step down and walk towards the bar entrance – they are leaving. The place is empty except for one young man who is drinking.
The young girl walks closer to the bar hesitatingly. She sits on it. The bartender smiles at her.
Bartender: what would you have to drink?
Girl (taken aback): wa..water please…the bartender pours water in a glass and forwards it to her. He also places a drinks menu card in front of her
Bartender: whenever you are ready..
A gang of loud, cheering men occupy the stools next to her. They are jostling her for space, she gets pushed and she accidentally brushes the man next to her
Girl: sorry..I didn't mean..
Man (drinking): Its okay…
She sips her water and looks at the menu again. She is confused and looks at the bartender for some advice. He is busy mixing drinks for the newly arrived men.
Girl: Excuse me…i….I…the bartender looks at her…can you suggest me something to drink?..she asks earnestly..
Bartender: What?
Girl (nervous, small voice): maine kabhi pii nahi hai…she mutters..
Man (next to her):Try Vodka with orange juice..she looks at him…he smiles..
Girl:excuse me
Man:what? Tumne abhi abhi kaha naa..tumne kabhi pii nahi hai..so I suggested your first drink..
Girl (unsure): But?
Man: Relax…its just little alcohol…taste acha nahi laga toh kuch aur try karenge..
Girl: okay…i..I will have a vodka with orange juice..
The bartender places a fancy glass in front of her. She takes it hesitatingly and looks at the man next to her. He smiles and touches her glass with hers.
Man:Cheers!
Girl (nervous): Cheers..
Some drinks later..
Girl (drunk): Cheers…she hiccups…
Man: No need to say cheers everytime
Girl (drunk): ohhh…mujhe nahi maloom..first time you see…one more..orange juice..The man signals something to the bartender. He nods in agreement..
Suddenly the crowd cheers loud for India's victory in cricket match. The girl gets down and goes near the TV – hi fiving random people and screaming..she comes back to her place and picks the glass to drink..
Girl (sipping,making a face): yeh…yeh drink acha nahi hai…kya hai isme?
Man: tumne bahut zyaada pii hai..isliye ab bass orange juice..no more vodka..
Girl (getting up, angry): who are you? To say I am drunk…cheers….lets celebrate…wooo hooo…she almost falls down..
Man: Relax tiger…bahut zyaada celebrate kar liya..waise what are you celebrating?
Girl (excited): kisiki shaadi…she makes her hand like a frame…Soham weds…she stares blankly..Soham weds…..damn….uska naam kya tha…something from S…anyways..Soham weds that Bitch!...she makes a sound of picture clicking..
Man (smile): who is Soham?
Girl (sad): my fiancée..she looks at her empty left hand now..the ring finger is missing a ring! my ex-fiancee..she wipes the tears that flow down..
Man (concern):are you okay?
Girl (wiping tears angrily): yeahhh…yes I am fine…I am happy…she sobs loudly….Nooooo…I am not happy…kyun? Kyun hamaari sagaai todd di tumne Soham? She looks at the man…kya main..kya main buri hoon?
Man (sympathetic): Nahi..you are…he glances at her pretty face..you are beautiful..
Girl (nodding): hai naa…I know I am good..pata hai ussne kya reason diya…mujhse rishta todne kaa..he said..you…you are too independent..tum male models ke saath kaam karti ho…unhe choothi ho..you are disgusting…
Man: tum models ke saath kaam karti ho? Tum bhi model ho?
Girl: No ..I am a photographer..click! click…haan main models ke saath kaam karti hoon..bahut saare mere dost hai..but I never cheated on him..never…you know one thing I don't like at all?
Man (nodding as No): mujhe kaise pata hoga?
Girl: pata hona chahiye tumhe…koi bhi ladki yeh kabhi tolerate nahi karegi…ki uspe koi ungli uthaaye…yeh accuse kare ki usne dhokaa diya hai..Soham ne theekh nahi kiya..I am a loser..she makes a crying face…
Man: main toh kehta hoon acha hua…usne tumhe chodd diya..ab tum azaad ho…Loser tum nahi who hai..Cheers!
Girl (her face brightens up): Haan…..acha hua usne mujhe dump kiya…accha hua usne kisi aur se shaadi kar li….you are right…I…I am not a loser…thank you dost…she side hugs him..
Man: ab raat bhar peeti hi rahogi? Khaana nahi khaana hai? Chalo..kuch khaa looo..phir main tumhe drop karta hoon…tumhara address kya hai..
Girl (thinking): address? Pata nahi…bhool gayi…she laughs…
Man: arre…tum bhool gayi? Acha..tumhare bag me dekh looo…
Girl (searching):Bag…mera bag…she tries to remember…bag toh ghar pe hai…aur ghar ka address main bhool gayi..she laughs again..and slumps on the bar..
Man (trying to wake her): heyyy…heyyy..ladki..uthooooo…
The girl opens her eyes and looks at him dreamily..
Girl (smiling): Sohammm…tum…tum aa gaye…I missed you so much…without warning, the girl kisses him…he tries to push her away, but she kisses him deeply..
Man (keeping some money on the bar):Keep the change…he grabs the drunk girl and leaves the place.
Man's house
He opens the door hurriedly and picks the girl. Her eyes are closed. The way she had kissed him in the bar, got his passions rising. There is something attractive about this girl. She has mistaken him for someone else, but it doesn't matter to him.
He hugs her and starts kissing again. She kisses him back, he removes her jacket and his shirt and moves on to her neck.
Girl (drunken voice): tum..tum mujhse shaadi karoge naa Soham?
The man stops kissing. He feels guilty. He was probably taking advantage of this girl. He makes her stand and takes her to his bedroom. He makes her lie on the bed and covers her up. She holds his hand.
Girl: Don't leave me Soham…please…she whispers…
Next morning
The girl stirs in her sleep and holds her aching head. She looks around and gets up with a jerk. She is in a new house..the pillows, the bed, the room everything is different.
Girl (looking around, scared): yeh ghar…yeh kiska hai? Main..main kahan hoon…she looks at the bed..her jacket is lying. She covers herself..she gets very scared now. She touchés her body and checks for any wounds.
Girl (thinking): Kya hua kal raat? Main kiske saath? Kuch…kuch yaad nahi aa raha..she starts sobbing..
Knock..knock..
She looks up startled..the door opens and a young, handsome man steps in.
Man (smile): Hi…Good morning…
Girl (crying, tensed): Kaun ho tum? Mujhe yahan kyun leke aaye…mujhe ghar jaana hai..abhi..
Man: yeahh okay..main tumhe drop kar deta hoon…tumhara address kya hai? Kal raat tumhe address yaad nahi tha isliye main yahan le aaya..
Girl: What? Maine aisa kaha?...aur tum mujhe yahan le aaye…she gets angry now…you scoundrel…tumne mera faayda uthaaya….she recollects something..ek min…ek min…tum..tum wahi ho naa jisne mujhe drink suggest ki thi..
Man (smile): Yup…
Girl (angry): Kya tha uss drink me? Kahin…she looks at him with wide eyes…kahin date rape drug toh nahi…she holds his collars…tumne aisa hi kiya naa..taaki mujhe kuch yaad naa rahe…and you…main tumhe chodoongi nahi..police station leke jaoongi…5 glass vodka pilaane ke baad mujhse meethi meethi baaten karke apne ghar leke aaye…you should be ashamed of yourself..she yells on his face..
Man: tumhari yaadaash kaafi achi hai….date rape drug me victim ko kuch yaad nahi rehta..
The girl looks up at him and is dumbfounded! He is right..she remembers the night, bits and pieces…she remembers she even shared her personal details..her heartbreak…she sits down and cries.
Man (softly): kal raat kuch nahi hua hamare beech..she looks at him sharply…she has a look of 'I don't believe you'…
Man (guilty): okayyy…let me rephrase it…kal raat we..we just kissed…and nothing much..I swear..
She still sobs..thinking what was she doing? Getting drunk…kissing a stranger..sleeping in his apartment..
Girl (sobbing): Oh godddd…I am so dirty…I feel so cheap..she sobs badly
Man (sitting next to her): heyy..please stop crying…tum cheap yaa dirty nahi ho….i understand how you feel.
Girl (sobbing, looking at him): you do? Tumhara bhi dil toota hai kabhi?
Man (smile): ahhh..actually I don't…but..i thought you needed to hear that..Look main tumhe nahi jaanta…but I think tumhe uss Soham ko bhool jaana chahiye…you should move on…you are brave, independent..you will be fine..
Girl (narrowing eyes): Tumhe yeh sab kaise pata?
Man: kal raat nashe me tumhi ne yeh sab kaha..he laughs…she smiles…
Man: chalo..atleast you smiled…ab jaoo tum fresh ho jaoo..main tumhare hangover ka ilaaj ready rakhta hoon..
Girl:hangover?
Man:haan…pehli baar pii thi naa kal…ab subah subah sar dard kar raha hoga..
Girl (holding her head): haan..aisa lag raha hai jaise koi hathoda maar raha hai..
Man: koi nahi…dopahar tak theekh ho jaoogi…he gets up to go to the kitchen..
Girl (emotional): Thank you…Mr….she doesn't even know his name…
Man (turning): Kavin…I am Kavin Kumar…pleased to meet you..he forwards his hand..Miss?
Girl (shaking his hand): Purvi…Purvi Kanojia..
Kavin (smile): allright Ms Purvi…breakfast me kya lengi aap?
My brand new story on Kavin and Purvi….Hope you guys like it and give it love like you have always :)
and guys...relax..I have not forgotten my other two stories...I shall update them as well :)
Thank you KSarah (Disha) for suggesting the plot idea. I know what a wonderful writer you are..Hope I do justice to this story idea..fingers crossed!
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