Store manager (shock): Sach…Sachin Joshi ji…aap toh bahut bade aadmi hai…aap hamari supermarket me? He starts to dust his clothes..soryyy…sorry saab..hum aapko pehchaante nahi naa..isliye galti ho gayi…aap aayiye naa…mere office me.

He escorts Sachin to his office.

Amar (angry): kaise staff ko naukri pe rakha hai…kisi customer se aise badtamezi se baat karte hai kya? Bulaayiye uss ladki ko..

Sachin: Amar..chodd de yaar..

Amar (angry): Nahi Sachin…usne teri insult ki hai…tujhe bardasht nahi karna chahiye..

With a knock on the door, Purvi enters.

Purvi: aapne mujhe bulaya?

Manager (going near her): tumhe kaam pe rakhe 4 din nahi huye..itna bada bakheda kar diya..jaanti bhi ho yeh kaun hai? Yeh Sachin Joshi hai..Sachin enterprises ke maalik..hamare supermarket ko khade khade kharid sakte hai..

Purvi: Toh kharid le…mujhe kyun bulaya hai?

Amar (getting up): What the hell!...aise baat karti hai bade logon se…kiss baat ka ghamand hai…2 min me akkal thikaane aa jaayegi..manager…fire her..

Purvi (angry): aap kaun hote hai mujhe naukri se baahar nikalvaane waale….maine contract sign kiya hai..aur jahan tak mujhe lagta hai..maine koi galti nahi ki hai…

Amar: Customer ke saath badtameezi karna galti nahi hai kya?

Sachin: Amar..leave it yaar..

Purvi: main cash counter pe ruki thi…inke paas cash nahi tha..sirf card tha..maine inse kaha bhi ki yeh doosri line me chale jaaye..yeh nahi maan rahe the…isliye mujhe security bulaani padi..

Guard (running in): sir…who baahar reporter aaya hai…who kuch shooting chal rahi thi mall me..unhe pata chal gaya yeh bade saab ko hamare dukaan se baahar nikala..toh who log interview karna chahte hai..

Amar (hyper): What the hell? Press? Sachin..lets..lets leave..

Manager: Haan sir..aap …aap peeche se chale jaayiye..main sab sambhalta hoon…Purvi…I am sorry..mere paas koi option nahi hai..you are fired..immediately..

Purvi (helpless): Please..sirr…please..aisa mat kijiye..meri family..

Sachin hears only this part of conversation as Amar pulls him out of the cabin. Something touches Sachin's heart. He feels for Purvi's helplessness.

They quickly sit in the car.

Amar: chal…jaldi nikal…faltoo ka press…mere papa ko pata chala…toh marr gaye..mera baahar nikalna mushkil kar denge…ek to aaj bina security ke ghoom raha hoon..

Sachin: yaar..woh ladki..uski naukri..lagta hai uski family problem hai koi..

Amar: tujhe uss ladki ki fikar hai…aise logon ko sabak sikhaana chahiye..aur waise bhi yeh toh hamesha ke dialogues hai..family me problem..bacho ne khaana nahi khaaya…Liars! Cheap working class people…

Sachin (mind): Pata nahi kyun..aisa lag raha hai..meri wajah se woh ladki bahut badi musibat me hai..

Purvi home

Aakash and Aabha are excitedly waiting for Purvi.

Aabha: Mummy kyun nahi aayi abhi tak..aaj ki din bhi late..mere cake me princess toy hoga naa?

Akash: tujhe princess ki padi hai..mujhe toh mummy ki fikar ho rahi hai..aadha ghanta late hai..

Purvi hurries up the stairs of her building. She reaches outside of her house. She looks at the small cake in hand. She is disappointed. This was not what she had promised. But, still it's a cake. She wipes her tears and rings the bell.

Purvi (forces excitement): Aabhaaaaa… Akaaaash….tumhare liye surprise hai..

She can hear their excited shouts and squeals. Her heart immediately lifts up!

The kids open the door and jump on her. Purvi sits down and hugs them

Purvi (hugging them tight): Happpy birthday Aabhaa…Aakash…happy birthday to you.

Kids (together): Thank you Mummy..

Aabha: Mummy…mera princess cake?

Purvi (smile): Yeh raha…aankhen bandh karo..

She brings out the cake and lights candles. She asks them to open their eyes.

Aabha(searching, disappointed): isme princess kahan hai? Aur iss cake me pink color ki cream kyun nahi hai? Aur yeh itna chotaa kyun hai? She realizes…yeh toh paav waale ki dukaan ka cake hai..

Purvi: princess hai toh sahi…dekho kya likha hai? Happy birthday Aabha Princess…yeyyyyy…she tries to sound happy and pumped up..

Aabha is disappointed and throws her party cap away. She walks out of the room to Kaaki's house.

Purvi runs behind her.

Purvi: Aabhaa…Aabhaaa suno toh…Abha sits on a chair with a swollen face. She keeps her head down and doesn't look at Purvi.

Akash: Aabha..tu poora cake le le..mujhe ek piece bhi mat de..chal naa..cake kaat te hai..aaj tera mera happy bday hai naa..

Aabha (head down between hands): Mujhe yeh cake nahi kaatna hai…yeh mera bday cake nahi hai ! Mummy ne apna promise todd diya…you are a meanie Mummy..she yells..

Kaaki: Aabha…aisa nahi kehte..tumhe itni achi Mummy mili hai..jaoo mummy ke saath..

Aabha: mujhe aisi mummy nahi chahiye….jhoothi hai mummy..hamesha apna promise todd deti hai..Liar Mummy..

Purvi hits Aabha..the girl begins to cry.

Kaaki: Yeh kya kiya tune Purvi…bachi hai..naraaz hai….

Purvi (tears): lekin kaaki..main..main kya karti…mere paas itne paise nahi the..she sobs, but controls in front of the kids. She says sorry to Aabha. She doesn't respond.

Aabha: ek toh mera bday hai…mujhe bday gift ke badle me maara..aur abhi bass sorry bol rahi hai..mujhe nahi chahiye koi sorry worry…agar aap sach me sorry hai..toh mujhe abhi ke abhi who badi waali princess cake laana..warna main khaana bhi nahi khaaongi..aur who kadvi tablet bhi nahi..

Purvi (scared): nahi Aabha..please…who davaai..davaai tumhe khaani hi hai..aisa mat karo…she knows Aabha can be very stubborn. She also knows the kid has to eat the medicine to stay alive.

Aabha (knows Purvi weakness): Toh jaooo…cake leke aaooo..abhi ke abhi! She orders her mother..

Purvi gives up and goes out of her house. She walks on the streets not knowing how she will afford a cake for her kids birthday. She passes a famous cake shop and on display is a pink birthday cake just like what Aabha wants. Purvi checks the cake and imagines Aabha's happy face.

She steps inside hesitatingly. She asks the price of the cake and with a shock comes out. She realizes that's probably the amount she has currently in her bank account.

Purvi (mind): agar bank se withdraw karoon..toh bas 1000-2000 hi bachenge..mahine ka guzaara kaise hoga? School feels, Aabha ki davaai? She again sees Aabha's sweet laughing face.

Purvi (mind): waise bhi..pata nahi Aabha apna agla bday manaa paayegi yaa nahi…she wipes her tears..yeh birthday toh dhoom se manaa hi sakti hai..

She decides and opens her purse to take out her debit card. She is surprised to find another shiny card in her purse. She picks up and reads the name – Sachin Joshi. She realizes with a shock! In that whole situation she had forgotten to give his credit card back to him.

Purvi (mind): Sachin Joshi….naa chahte huye bhi..tumhara naam mere saamne hai…she prepares to keep it back, when she suddenly picks it out.

She hurries inside the cake shop and gives his credit card to pay for Aabha's pink princess cake.

Beep beep…beep beep..

Sachin's mobile flashes a message. A transaction has been made from his credit card. He checks - it's for a cake!

Sachin (mind): cake…maine kab cake liya? He wonders..he checks his wallet – his card is missing. He quickly calls up the cake shop. They tell him a young girl bought the cake for birthday. He is highly intrigued. He waits for any more expenditure on the card. There is no more. He blocks the card.

Sachin (thinking): Cake lene waali ne aisa kyun kaha shop me? Aur maine card rakha kahan? He thinks hard and remembers handing it to the cashier girl in the mall.

Sachin (mind): kahin yeh wohi ladki toh nahi? He feels bad…birthday cake! Shayad uska birthday ho aaj…aur meri wajah se aaj ke din uski job bhi chali gayi..

Amar: Sachin yaar….kahan hai teri drink? Party me mazaa nahi aa raha hai kya?

Sachin(getting up): arre..mujhe yaad aaya…mujhe ek bahut important video call karna hai..main nikalta hoon…bye…he leaves soon..

Sachin doesn't know why, but he uses his contacts to find out Purvi's address. He drives up to her building. He looks at the surroundings. It's a part of city he never has visited. There are small shops around, people selling stuff on road..Its dark and dusty. Sachin gets out of his car and looks around unsure.

He walks up to the small building. Its cramped and people are using the stairs to spit and smoke. He makes his way to the 3rd floor. All the doors look the same. He reaches a house and rings a bell. A small boy opens the door.

Boy: kisse milna hai aapko?

Sachin (unsure): ahhh….tumhari didi hai ghar me? He thinks maybe this little boy is that cashier girl's brother.

Boy (confused): meri koi didi nahi hai…

Aabha (voice): main hoon iski didi..kya kaam hai mujhse? Aap kaun hai?

Sachin (taken aback): Tum? Tum iski didi ho? He looks at both of them. They look of the same height and age. Abha's lips and mouth are covered with cream.

Aabha (licking cream from hands): Haan…main didi hoon iski…poore 4 minute badi hoon…lekin aap kaun hai?

Sachin smiles and bends down. He guesses it might be this girl's birthday.

Sachin: aaj aapka birthday hai? Aabha nods her head. Happy birthday..he forwards his hand. Aabha and sachin's hands meet.

Purvi (voice from kitchen): Kaun hai Aabha? Andewaala hai toh 6 ande le lo..

Aabha: Aaap andewaale ho? She asks him

Sachin (smile): Nahi..main andewaala nahi hoon..

Aabha (yelling): Yeh uncle andewaala nahi hai..kya karoon?

Purvi comes out of the kitchen with aata hands. She was cooking.

Purvi: andewaala nahi hai toh phir kaun? She stops in her tracks as she sees the scene before her. Sachin is bent down to Aabha's level and they both are shaking hands.

Sachin: Hi…tumne pehchaana..main Sachin..aaj shaam ko supermarket me…

Purvi realizes and gets scared. What if he has come to take revenge of his insult? Or get her arrested? For using his card? But she used it only once and she was going to return it tomorrow…

Purvi (sharply): Aabha..Akaash..Kaaki ke ghar jaooo..main bulaati hoon tum dono ko..

Aabha and Aakash follow her instructions.

Aabha: Uncle aap jaana nahi haan…birthday cake khaake jaana…

Purvi (angry): Aabhaaaaaaaaaa…

Akash pulls Aabha away to their neighbor's house.

Sachin: bahut pyaari bachi hai…ahh..yeh dono..tumhare bache hai?

Purvi: haan…mere bache hai..

Sachin: ohh…toh tum shaadishudaa ho?

Purvi (ignoring): kyun aaye hai yahan?

Sachin: main…he bows his head down..I..I am sorry..meri wajah se tumhe aaj naukri se nikal diya….pata nahi kyun...bahut bura laga mujhe….tumhari family hai..2 bache hai…aaj beti ka birthday bhi hai..tumne cake bhi kharida..

Purvi (realizing, scared): woh…main…mere paas…paise nahi the…I am sorry..maine aapka card use kiya..she gets his card. Main..main yeh paise jald hi lautaa doongi…nayi…nayi naukri mil jaaye..

Sachin (smile): Tum jaanti ho kisi aur ka credit card use karna chori hai..tum jail jaa sakti ho?

Purvi: toh aap mujhe yeh bataane aaye hai? Mujhe arrest karwaana chahte hai…aapse aur ummeed bhi kya kar sakti hoon main..apne se chote logon ki kabhi parwaah ki hai?…she has tears in her eyes…logon ko bass apne faayde ki liye use kiya aur phir phekk diya..kabhi socha hai uss pheke huye insaan ki zindagi kaisi hogi? Kya haalat hai unki?...

Sachin: I think tum mujhe galat samajh rahi ho…main toh bass..

Purvi: aapko jo karna hai aap kar sakte hai…police bulaana chahte hai..bulaaiye..main yahin hoon..aap hamesha se yahi toh karte aaye hai..

Sachin(confused): kya hum pehle bhi mile hai? I am sorry…tum thodi jaani pehchaani lag rahi ho…

Purvi: nahi…main kabhi aapse mili nahi hoon…zindagi me kabhi milna bhi nahi chahti thi..

Sachin (confused): kya? Milna nahi chahti thi?...matlab?

Purvi (wanting him to go): aap jaa sakte hai yahan se…aapko jo complaint karni hai..aap kar sakte hai..

Sachin realizes she wants him to go away. He turns and starts to walk..

Aabha: Uncleeeee…cake toh reh gaya..

He turns and his heart warms at the sight of this small girl. He smiles and nods his head.

Thank you so much for your love :) I loved reading all the review comments.

Dear SS: Yes you are right..yeh aapka plot nahi hai..I am sorry, but I thought you had mentioned in one story review that you didn't want me to write on that plot. Anyways, if you stil want me to write then please intezaar kijiye..let me finish this story first. I shall then write.

Dear Sachvi lover: I currently donot have a comedy story in my mind. But I am thinking. I shall write it then :)

Dear XD: taarif bhi kar di aur phir taana bhi maar diya..How many times should I apologise. I have never left any of my story incomplete. and I will not leave this also hanging in between. I know I have 2-3 other stories also, but if you guys will notice I update every story once in 2-3 days. I write one story a day. haan kabhi kabhi personal reasons se I cannot write on weekends or holidays. but itna toh mujhe aap log maaf kar hi sakte ho :)

Hope you all enjoy this story. Do let me know in your reviews..as always all types of comments are welcome :) take care

By tomorrow I shall update my Ishyant story ! Take care..bye