Monday, 13 February 2012


The doctor finished bandaging Arnav's wrist as he glared at Nathaniel who just sat across from him on the other side of the examination table while Khushi glared down at the two of them from where she stood.

A gruesome fight had ensued at the Green Park Hotel. Tables had been turned, chairs smashed, food ruined, and waiters sent crashing onto the much appalled guests. The entirely lounge had been basically ransacked, as Arnav and Nathaniel had delivered blows after blows to each other. A green monster eating up the former, while rage coursing through the latter. The guards that the restaurant authorities had called in had been unable to stop the two possessed men, and finally the Black guards had been called to throw them out.

"You can take them home now Ms. Gupta", the doctor addressed Khushi.
"It's Mrs. Raizada if you don't mind!", Arnav glowered at the doctor.
"Thank you doctor, and Ms. Gupta is just fine." Arnav shot her an annoyed look and stood up to face Nathaniel who had just been beckoned by Khushi to move.

"If you touch my wife ever again Nathan, or whatever your name is. I swear I'll kill you with my own two hands! Do you hear me!"


"And if I find out that you've harassed my friend in any manner again, I swear I'll kill you with my own two hands!"

"Nathaniel! Have you guys lost it! This is a hospital for god's sake! Shut up!"

"You don't know who I am!", Arnav sneered.
"And you don't know who I am!", Nathaniel bit back.

"That's enough you two! Don't make me take your bail back and have you two sent back behind bars! 'Cause that's exactly what I'm going to do if I hear another word from either of you! I've taken responsibility for you two! I'll end up getting arrested if you two cause anymore problems! Do you hear me?", Khushi snapped.

"Hmm...hmm...", someone cleared their throat.
The three of them turned around to find a handsome young man in his mid twenties standing in the doorway with an unsure, apprehensive expression on his face.

"What the...!
Aman! What the hell are you doing here?"

Aman looked at Khushi helplessly, begging for her to intervene before his ever angry boss had another fit of his temper.

"I called him here!", Khushi answered in lieu of Aman, much to his relief.


"To take you home before you got arrested again, and this time on a non-bail term for destroying private and public property and picking up a fight with Georgio Bollero's son!"
"Georgio who?"
"Bollero! You mean the guy who owns all the casinos in India! Sir you picked  up a fight with his son! That really wasn't the wisest thing to do! He's a dangerous man!"

"Shut up Aman! I don't care who he is! All I care about is that you will not touch my wife again! No matter whose son you are!", he said poking Nathaniel in the chest.

At this Khushi intervened, and pushed them both apart.

"That's it! You guys will now speak at the counsellor's tomorrow!"
"I'm not attending any counselling with this Raizada!"
"Yes you are! So are you Mr. Raizada! It's the only thing that the Goa authorities have agreed to release you on bail for. So unless you want to go back to prison, you'll attend the counselling! And you'll behave now onwards!
Aman! Take him home!"

"Yes ma'am!", said Aman, taking up Arnav's hand. "Sir this way", only to have him shrug it off.

"I'm not a four year old Aman! I'm your boss! So unless you want to spend the rest of your life at a departmental store, I suggest you keep your hands to yourself!"

And with this Arnav glared at Nathaniel for one last time, and walked out, slamming the door behind him.