UPS AND DOWNS : THAT’S THE HELL LIFE…. [PART 2]

A small middle class conjusted yet sweet home, Sudha simply made a look on it and knocked the door. As there was no response sudha opened the door with full force.

” Just say Get out to Anger     and place your shubh- kadam on home with a sweet smile” 

Sudha : Maa, Pls…..Don’t say that ladke waales

Mom : [interrupts] My little princess, don’t worry. They are not coming, come let’s dance together.

Sudha : What ?? Maa, is everything okay ?

Mom : Sudha, I am sorry….

Sudha : But why ?

Mom : I spoiled your morning and I know you are gloomy. Beta, every mother wishes to see her daughter get married and I am not an exception. But I understand your views also and trust me I won’t force you any more. But beta I really want to see your marriage…

Sudha : I am also sorry, Mom. I won’t have talked like that.

Mom : Beta, I need a favor from you. Actually one of the customer have ordered Amala pickles and I promised to deliver it by evening. But I didn’t went as Ladke waale said they are coming here and I was doing all preparations for their welcome. But again they called and said they didn’t get taxi , so they are not coming today.

Sudha : That means they will come any day.

Mom : Beta, How can i say no ? But I don’t want to welcome any one by making you gloomy.

Sudha : Maa, It’s just that I really can’t accept some one all of a sudden. I need some time…..

Mom : Perhaps I am super fast , is it ?

Sudha : You felt bad, maa

Mom : Not at all…….

Sudha : My lovely maa……Sudha hugged her. Maa, give me the address , I will deliver the pickle.

Mom : Yeah…..Customer’s name is Raj ….Here is the card and I have packed the pickle and kept it in the shelf.

Sudha : Okay, Maa……Bye……

Scene shifts to a textile shop.

Sudha : Excuse me, I am from Dombey walley, One Mr. Raj made an order ……

” Keep it there Miss Beautiful”  Sudha kept the parcel on table.

” Miss Beautiful, why can’t you try light colors ? Light color midies will be best for you..”

Sudha : Look Mr. ….what’s the name

Raj, That’s my good name.

Sudha : Too bad and better try some thing new for bringing customers to this shop.

Raj : So tell me what can I do for you as you are the customer.

Sudha : Pls stop this non sense and check your order.

Raj : No need of it. Jyothi aunty will never make a mistake. She told that she’s having a daughter but didn’t expected that she’s too much beautiful. Aah……What a face and lovely eyes…. The whole shop is for you, Madam……Select any dress , you will look like an angel

Sudha : Mr. Raj, Again I remind you I am not your customer.

Raj : Don’t get upset, Madam…..

Sudha : Will you pls give the money

Raj : Sure,  The wallet is yours…

Sudha took the wallet from him and picked 100 Rs. from it..

Raj : Only 100 Rs. Take this with you and If you want take my credit card, my cheque book and me with you…….

Sudha : Stupid, any way thanks

Raj : Mmmh…Madam…Madam…

Sudha : Sudha, you can call me sudha

Raj : Wow, Miss Sudha, This shawl is for you…..Pls keep it and you don’t need to pay for it

Sudha : Why ?

Raj : Just like that…….I love Jyothi aunty and you are her lovely daughter……So a gift from my side

Sudha : By the way Raj, you’re so sweet…….You just made my day…..

Raj : Is it ? Friends ??

Sudha smiled and both of them made a simple shake hand for each other.

Scene shifts to Dev’s Music studio

Dev sat on the arm chair and started taking cigarattes one by one.

” You won’t stop it , dev ?”                              

Dev : Madness can never be stopped , Rekha……

Rekha : I can’t see your lips burning , for me pls throw it…..

Dev looked Rekha with his intense eyes….

Rekha : What happened ?

Dev : Pls don’t leave me, Rekha….Pls….

Rekha : Dev……

Dev : I am nothing with out you, Rekha…..

Rekha : Dev…..

Dev and Rekha hold each other’s hands……..

Rekha : Dev, This time I am not going to make you free from my hands. You have to do it, Dev…..I need your name’s sindoor on my forehead.

Dev : Rekha…… Dev turned his face and picked a cigaratte. Rekha hold Dev close to her and sat beside him.

Rekha : Dev, no more cigarattes, pls..

Dev : Mmhh….[dev nodded his head and hugged Rekha] Don’t go from me, Rekha……Don’t go from me…….

“Sir, Dev sir”….. Dev slowly opened his eyes and realized that everything was a scattered past memory only…..He wiped the tears and wore the glasses..

Dev : Oh Sudha……

Sudha : Sir, I have made the list of musicians, Here is the file….

Dev : But I asked you the whole report

Sudha : I know sir….Just you cross check the names and if you need to suggest any other names then pls say it, sir….I need to fix their call sheets.

Dev : I trust you, Sudha…..

Sudha : Sir you still miss her ?

Dev : Focus on work, Sudha…..

Sudha : Why you are doing this , sir ? Whenever I tried to talk with genuinely always you starts scolding me, what’s my mistake ?

Dev : Sudha , You are one of the finest singer and I can never get any personal assistant than you for my career. Profession is important rather than keeping an eye on my personal life.

Sudha : I didn’t mean to hurt you, sir…..

Dev : The heart which is already hurt and staying as alive just like any other organ of body, I don’t consider it as a special one for me. It some times burn my wounds just to remind that like any other man you’re also having a hell heart. I don’t mind it….. Complete the work…..

PRECAP : WHAT’S LIFE ? IT’S HARD TO FIND….