Greetings to all you readers…. Following story is fictional just as the others are ! Enjoy Reading…. : ) The heavy downpour was almost a
The time passed so slowly… Minutes felt like incinerated hours. Finally, he decided to wait no more and drove out of his garage in his shiny cherry-red sedan. Usually he visits the pubs with friends working with him in the CID dept…. but unfortunately this week they all had other commitments. Nevertheless, he decided to go as a stag. He always had a specific choice of dressing for times like these. His attire would be jeans, leather party shoes and a formal shirt with its sleeves folded up just a little above his elbows. Who needs swag when you can have class, eh? ;)
As he drove down the road towards his destination he plugged his phone to the stereo and let the music blare all the way with the windows rolled up and the cool AC giving the interior a comfortable feel. A police checkpoint stopped him midway for routine surveillance and as soon as he rolled down his window he received a "Salaam Boss!".
He didn't give it another thought but just handed them a couple of hundred bucks for their snacks and tea. With this, he drove on. He hummed to the tune of the music and tapped the wheel with his fingers like playing the background drumming. Oh! He was so on for the night! Must've been his lucky day too as he encountered no red traffic lights so far. "Dafuq…", he thought to himself. His luck would be rising to a whole new level in a few moment's time.
There came a sharp right turn and as he took it his sight caught a glimpse of a stranded cab just a few yards ahead with its hood popped. The driver was frantically attempting to diagnose the car's illness while a pretty young lady of about 26 sat at the backseat with her eyes glues to her cellular phone.
He intentionally drove slower and noticed that she seemed to be upset and was typing so fast with frustration as if her fingers would poke through the screen. Just when he passed the cab he thought of assisting the stranded damsel. Instantaneously, he punched the brakes and sent his tyres screeching to a halt. The gear stick was now switched to reverse and he backed up slowly till his window was exactly opposite to hers.
The window pane automatically rolled down and he found the mesmerizing beauty stating right at him. She was simply beautiful… Her make up was just about perfect. He could hardly see much as it was dark inside the cab. He glanced at the cab driver and then darted his eyes back at her.
Him: Good evening lady. Seems you're in some trouble… Perhaps, I could assist you in some way…
Her: Hello. The cab broke down and I'm getting late for a get together. I could hail another cab only if I could find one.
Him: Oh bhaiya! What happened?
Driver: I'm not really sure… There was sharp ping sound and immediately the engine died. I'm afraid I don't think I can drop the lady to the place she asked for… (saying this he plunged his face back into the hood)
Him: Well… Miss… If you're comfortable then I could drop you wherever you intended to go. Would you be interested ? And you have nothing to worry about cuz I am an CID cop….(while showing her the badge)
Her: It's . I'd be grateful but I hope it's not too much of a trouble for you to go out of your way since I'm heading for XYZ pub.
Him: I'll be damned… That's actually where I'm heading to too. I usually go there on most weekends. Come on… Hop in!
Her: Sure… Lemme grab my things… Be there in a minute.
As she collected her belongings he came out of his sedan and approached the driver and clear her fare without her knowledge. While returning back he noticed Purvi had just got done with powdering her face and applying a fresh coat of creamish-red lipstick. He walked to the other side to wait for her and observed her actions.
She came out in her red-one-piece-knee length party dress. "Daamnnn,She's so beautiful", he thought to himself. She was fiddling with her purse to pay her fare when the driver intimated her that it was already clear by the gentleman who spoke to him a while back.
She gave a smile as it was all she could do and gracefully walked towards him at which he swung the door open for her to get in. As he walked across from the front fingers could sense her eyeing and admiring his chivalry and the way he carried himself. In a way, She was impressed.
He got into the driver's seat and rolled up the windows once again. The AC began to blow waves of cool breeze at her which sent her straight shiny hair floating back and forth. Her satisfaction was hard to go unnoticed by him.
The initiated a formal conversation and spoke about an assortment of matters including work, family, etc. He understood she was the innocent type as he had caught her stawing off looks at him from time to time…
Him: I have not yet told you my name. It's Kavin. I'd have to say that tonight has been a Fateful night.
Purvi: Fateful… How,Kavin ?
Kavin: I thought I wouldn't be able to come out due to the heavy rain and yet I still chose to come. If I hadn't then I wouldn't have met you and assisted and beautiful damsel in distress. You see… Even your dress matches the colour of my car…. What are the odds of all this?
They burst into a hearty laughter and she slapped him on his hand playfully. It stayed for sometime and then it was retraced back.
Eventually, they reached the place and he dropped her off the main gate and proceeded to find a spot to park his car. When he returned he was surprised to find Purvi waiting for him at the lobby. He was equally surprised as he didn't expect she would be waiting on him. Both of them understood that each wanted to to enter the pub together as a couple. They proceeded up the stairs and when they entered the pub she was looking for her friends while he stood beside.
When she found them she regaled them with the story of how Kavin had assisted her. Kavin understood they had their own thing going and kissed her palm like a gentleman, and bid her farewell. He didn't want to be a "kebab me haddi". She held on to his palm as if to silently wish he stayed but then again she couldn't do much as it was her and her friends' night out. Reluctantly, she released his palm and with a smile he disappeared into the crowd with her eyes locked right at him.
The lights were dim and flashy in the pub and soon his silhouette melted away into the crowd.
Now, Kavin headed straight for the bar and ordered for a peg of his favourite Irish whiskey with a couple of ice cubes and some soda….
So that was an end of the first part of my story !
Do suggest should I continue?
Bbyeeee…. Stay Safe! Stay Beautiful…!