Invincible Bond!





 

"Yash, stop it! There's no justification that you can give for not being in contact with me for 2 months." Aarti arched her eyebrows looking at Yash. Yash hung his head down and held his ears, "Aarti, I know I'm at mistake but just let it be for now babes. I'm sorry."  Aarti puffed her nose and turned her back to Yash folding her arms. Yash let out some air and hugged her from back, "I'm sorry Aarti. I really am. You know I'm such a dud. It did not come to my mind that I could contact you through Facebook. I was just depending on my stupid phone." Aarti pushed Yash away, "Oh yes! Your phone is definitely the most stupid phone in the world." Yash smiled to himself and held Aarti's shoulder, "Aarti, Yes darling. I have thrown away my most stupid phone and bought a new one." Suddenly, a spark came into Aarti's eyes and she turned towards Yash, "You got a new phone! Show me, show me, show me." Yash smilingly took out his phone and handed it over to Aarti. Before Yash could properly place the phone on Aarti's hands, Aarti snatched the phone away and sat on the grass exploring the phone. Yash looked at Aarti, "Aarti, we can let go of the fight now right?" Yash kept looking at Aarti but there came no response from her. Yash placed his hand on Aarti's. Aarti just shrugged his hand, "Yash, don't disturb me. This is such a cool phone man! I am taking it Yash. You go and buy another."  Yash's mouth turned into a complete O, "What the Hell! Are you mad Aarti? I have bought this phone after working crazily in a stupid office for 3 months. You're so not getting it." Aarti looked at Yash angrily, "Aah! Now I see the true colour of your friendship. You can't even give me a phone. Huh!" Yash slapped his forehead and looked at Aarti with absolute frustration, "You're such a drama queen Aarti. And come what may, you're not getting my phone."  Aarti hit Yash's arms, "Ouch! It hurts Aarti." Aarti kept her left hand on her hips, "Oh really? Of course, it should." With that Aarti started practicing her boxing skills on Yash and started hitting him hard while Yash started to run away from her, "OMG! Aarti, go to the boxing ring or buy a punching bag. I'm not your punching bag."  Aarti hit him again, "You're wrong Mr. Yash Scindia. You are my punching bag."

"So you both are finally back", Mrs. Scindia said looking at Aarti and Yash entering the house. Aarti went ahead and hugged her, "Mumma, I missed you. But I'm angry with you also. You had my number as well but all these 2 months, none of you actually tried to contact me." Mrs. Scindia pulled Aarti's cheeks lovingly, "I'm really sorry baby. You know my phone was to go out of service and Yash's phone also went down the drain. Sitting there in London, we could not think how to contact you." Aarti kissed her cheeks, "Umm! I still don't accept the excuse but well, I'm letting it go for this time but it better not repeat." Mrs. Scindia kissed Aarti cheeks and asked Yash and Aarti to freshen up and come for the dinner. Yash and Aarti looked at each other with a huge grin on their face. "Race to my room?" Aarti said looking into Yash's eyes. "Hell yeah!" Both ran at the count of 3 pushing each other on the narrow stairs and finally Yash reached the room before Aarti and showed his tongue to her, "Now, I get to freshen up first." Aarti pouted slightly and shouted out to the running Yash, "You have your own room set up in my house, why do you have to hijack my washroom." Yash chuckled and shouted out, "Because I love yours more." Aarti stomped her foot and went to Yash's washroom.

After dinner, both Yash and Aarti lay down with their heads in each other's mother's laps. Mrs. Scindia ruffled Aarti's hair, "Mumma, how come you guys landed up early here?" Mrs. Scindia smiled and Yash said, "Because I had lost your number due to my phone and I just had your address written down with me and so we came here." Aarti suddenly got up and sat straight, "Oh my Gosh! Are you serious? You flew from London to India to get my number? Yash Scindia, today I certify that you are insane. Didn't something called Facebook cross your crazy mind? Your sister has an account there and I'm added." Yash chuckled, "You just called my mind crazy and you think my mind would think of something that I'm not even acquainted with?" Aarti shook her head unbelievably, "That's why I keep telling you to make an account. At least your crazy mind will remember something called social media." Mrs. Dubey just laughed out watching these kids fight like small kids, "Okay, stop it both of you. You guys really behave like kids." Aarti and Yash smiled wide and said in chorus, "Well, kids we are." Both laughed out and ran to Yash's room to chill out with a movie at night.

Yash and Aarti were sitting under a blanket munching popcorn and intently watching the movie. It was an action movie and the genre that both of them absolutely loved. In fact, they were so much into the movie that they even kicked each other in between along with the action going in the movie.
As soon as the movie got over, both Yash and Aarti stretched their legs, "Aaahhh!" Both looked at each other, "You hit hard man!" Immediately, both broke into a hysteric laughter and rolled off the bed. Aarti hit Yash lightly, "Gosh! Your action is injurious for my legs." Yash slightly patted Aarti's arms, "Same goes to you Miss Aarti Dubey." They somehow got up and switched on the lights. Yash sat on the bed and Aarti came around and sat beside him resting her head on his shoulder, "Yash, for how long are you here?" The smile on Yash's face suddenly vanished and he hung his head low, "We're leaving tomorrow evening." Aarti looked at Yash astonished, "WOW! And you're telling that to me now." Yash cupped her face, "It just slipped out of my mind Aarti. I was enjoying our time together but you know, I've got a job and Mumma also has her job and she's the one handling the crazy set of people at my home." Aarti chuckled lightly and nodded her head, "Well, yeah! I understand." Yash smiled and moved back and suddenly he heard a sound of ripple from Aarti's stomach. Aarti looked at Yash and Yash looked at Aarti and both started laughing madly. Yash held his stomach, "Oh my God Aarti! I tell you. You're my twin. You get hungry at every 10 minutes." Aarti hit Yash's stomach lightly, "Well, no wonder Mumma calls us twins." Yash held Aarti hand, "Let's go to the kitchen and prepare Maggi for us. That's all we can make right now." Both hopped out of the bed and dashed towards the kitchen.

Yash sat on the slab of the kitchen while Aarti stood boiling the water. She looked at Yash and slapped his thigh, "Hello Mr. Yash Scindia, if you have forgotten, I am as lazy as you. So, do some work." Yash rubbed his thigh and looked at Aarti with a sarcastic expression, "Well, speak with respect first Miss Aarti Dubey. If YOU have forgotten, I am 3 years elder to you." Aarti looked at Yash with a WHAT THE HELL expression and Yash just gave her his famous smirk. Aarti breathed in irritated, "Yash ji, please help me prepare the maggi." Yash showed his palm towards Aarti, "Your wish is granted Miss Dubey." Aarti shook her head smilingly and both prepared the maggi and ate it talking and laughing.

Mrs. Dubey came into Yash's room and slid aside the curtains, "Yash, get up! Its 1pm now. You have to pack some stuff also." Yash rubbed his eyes and yawned. He walked towards the washroom like a zombie with his head hung down and wobbling steps. Mrs. Dubey shook her head smilingly and headed towards Aarti's room.
"Aarti, get up. Its 1pm and now you have very less time left to spend with Yash and Mrs. Scindia." Aarti instantly got up and ran to the washroom and shouted out, "Mummy, ask Yash not to eat before me or he'll finish off everything." Mrs. Dubey laughed at their childishness and headed downwards to get their so-called breakfast ready.

Both Yash and Aarti raced down and this time Aarti won it and sat on their favourite chair. Yash looked at Aarti with piercing eyes, "I'll get you for this." Aarti showed her tongue to him, "We'll see that." Both of them had their food and sat down with Yash's luggage.
Yash took out a box from his bag and gave it to Aarti. Aarti looked curiously at the box as it was completely covered. She arched her eyebrows and asked Yash what it was. He just smilingly shook his head and gestured her to open the box. As soon as Aarti opened the box, she flung her arms around Yash and started jumping. Yash patted her, "Calm down Aarti and stop jumping. I gave you a gift and I'm getting hurt as a return gift." Aarti slapped him lightly, "Chuck it! I love you Yash. You got me the same phone as you. I love you..!!" Yash patted Aarti's cheeks and smiled, "I knew you would love my phone and before you could steal my phone away, I thought I would give you one." Yash winked and Aarti hit him lightly. She jumped around the entire house showing the phone to Mummy and Mumma. Yash shouted, "Aarti, you have already checked out my phone completely, there's nothing new in that. Now come back and help me adjust all the stuff Mummy has given." Aarti hit her forehead and ran to Yash helping him with the packing.

Aarti hugged Yash with tears slightly stinging her eyes, "Stay in touch now and don't you dare forget to text me." Yash hugged her back tightly, "I'm sorry yet again for my stupidity Aarti and I promise I'm so not going to repeat it." Aarti hugged Mumma and Yash hugged Mummy bidding goodbye. Aarti waved a bye to Yash with tears flowing out of her eyes. Yash returned to Aarti and held a tear of Aarti on his finger and shouted, "AARTI DUBEY IS SUCH A CRY BABY." With that he ran towards the checking and Aarti angrily shouted out, "I'll get you for this Mr. Yash Scindia."
Yash looked back and winked at Aarti blowing a flying kiss and Aarti smiled back with a gestured slap. They laughed off and turned their backs to each other returning to their own destination yet with an undeniable promise of being together.

A Wash Over Gloominess..!!

 

 

 

Lying down in my bed, I let my thoughts roam around to the course of my entire day. To normal eyes, my day might seem a very normal, healthy and in fact a free day. My day started off late with food and people around me. I smiled and talked and resorted to my daily course of spending time online. Sounds absolutely perfect and normal, right? But well, things are never so perfect. It is rightly said, what vague eyes see, might never be the reality. I hysterically laughed at my own thought. It was so true. My smile that everyone considered to be my normal trait never reached my eyes today and neither the way I talked was my usual self. But well, who cares about these minor things till they don't find any particular gossip or advisory chances in it. I closed my eyes and tears streamed down them. To the world, I was a strong, stubborn and angry young girl but only I knew that despite my best efforts, every little thing around me did affect me badly. I opened my eyes at once. No, I never want to let these seeking tears flow out at every given opportunity but well, I guess they possess my inner trait, being stubborn. Suddenly, my phone buzzed and I saw Yash's message with his huge hello for me. I smiled lightly. This guy did make me feel better simply without even doing anything. Yash is my buddy. Well, my partner in crime too. I always feel some kind of liveliness when I talk to him. We haven't really known each other for too long but he has definitely started to play the role of an energy booster in my life. Determined to get back to my usual back, I texted him back with a similar huge hello. He told me about his day at his college and slowly I felt my hardened face getting at ease. I told him about my day and his reply stiffened me, "Aarti, you're feeling alone even amongst the crowd, aren't you?" Tears automatically streamed out of my eyes. Yash knew me so well. He caught my unsaid emotions. I knew he would. Sitting upright with tears streaming out of my eyes, I was still wondering what to reply to him when the light of my phone started flickering and I read 'Yash..!! Calling'. I quickly wiped my tears and picked up the phone, "Aarti, don't hide your tears from me." All my self-defense and my hold on the screaming emotions broke loose and I started crying bitterly. He kept quiet and just heard me cry and after few minutes, all I heard from him was, "I know you're feeling better. Now, make me laugh and role play my funny girl." I instantly laughed lightly hearing that. Yash was far away from me, not really, he was just geographically far away but he's the close companion I have. It's just his talks and my loneliness strides away. I, with finality, wiped my tears off and said, "Do you realize you're on a long distance call Yash? Are you planning to let go of your laziness and start working to earn money and call me like this?" I laughed to myself and laughed aloud on the very obvious and expected reply I got, "You dream." I hit my forehead lightly and smiled at the antics of this amazingly crazy buddy of mine.

Immediately, my phone buzzed again and I knew it would be Yash. I opened the text and read aloud, "Calls are expensive darling, let's have a free chat. " My fingers, on their own accord, started moving to type, "Aahh well, free stuff is always enjoyable. " We laughed like maniacs at each other's crazy talks. Well, this was very usual. We are two crazy people who talk fun but sane as well. Probably sanity and amusement are two ties that bind us together very strongly. Slipping into a peaceful slumber finally, I thanked God for blessing me with an understanding and cheerful friend.



TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 9 (Last Part)

 

PART 9(Last Part)

 

 

Yash got up fresh in the morning. Last night was one of his most peaceful sleeps. Realizing his feelings had definitely made him lighter. He got up lazily from his bed and went for shower. He stood under the shower with his eyes closed, letting the water cool his senses. There was something happening to him at the thought of proposing Aarti. His cheeks were turning a light shade of pink and he would start smiling idiotically. There was definitely something different about this whole feeling. It was indeed special.

 

His Mom's voice broke his reverie, "Yash, come out soon. Your breakfast is ready. You have your project meeting today. Hurry up!" Yash eyes opened hastily on the name of the meeting. In all his big dreams of love, he had totally forgotten that he had a meeting today. He quickly got done with his shower and got ready. He quickly had his breakfast and kissed his Mom's cheeks and headed towards his office.

 

He still had that smile plastered on his lips because Aarti wasn't leaving his thoughts. It was as if she had made her home over there. He chuckled to himself and entered his office. All eyes turned to him as usual but again everybody noticed a change in him. This time there was a glow on his face totally unlike yesterday. Everyone was shocked to see Yash Scindia smiling this widely. Yash said a cheerful hi to everyone and that shocked them more. Yash went towards Meera and asked her to head the designing team of Mehra's project. Meera kept gaping at Yash because it was the first time that he had entrusted a women with something. She was on top of the world. As soon as Aarti entered the office, Meera ran to her and hugged her. Aarti smilingly hugged her back, "Meera, what happened? You seem to be really happy." Meera broke the hug, "Yes Aarti, Yash sir had made me the head of the designing team in Mehra's project." Aarti smiled wide, "Congrats Meera." Aarti went to Yash's cabin to find him engrossed in work. Yash saw Aarti standing on the door, "Aarti, good you're here. Let's get done with the last minute stuff. Boss might be arriving here any moment."

 

Aarti smiled and both of them started working for the meeting. Finally, the meeting went really well and both Yash's and Aarti's inputs were appreciated. Yash and Aarti went back to Yash's cabin after the meeting and Aarti held Yash's collar, "So, Mr. Yash Scindia, I proved to you that team work is the best." Yash moved his steps towards Aarti and TRAPPED her between himself and the wall, "Miss Aarti Khurana, you proved me a lot of things long back. It's only me who took time to register it all." Aarti looked at Yash smiling. She had realized the change in Yash yesterday itself and Meera's happiness confirmed it. Aarti wrapped her arms around Yash's neck, "Thankfully, you did realize Mr. Scindia." Yash suddenly left Aarti and held her hand and twirled her around colliding her back with his chest, "Aarti, I know I've been a fool and I don't know if you like me or not. But I'm still here to tell you my feelings because Mom said that you do like me. Aarti, you have taught me the importance of women and you've taught me to respect them. Aarti, I loved you always but I was a fool that I kept telling myself that you needed me when the truth is I need you Aarti. You become Mrs. Aarti Scindia and though I can't give you an upper hand, mind you I can't become a saint suddenly, but then you sure are a part of me and not behind me in any way. Please marry me Aarti because I need you to wake me up every morning lovingly and I need to hear Ansh call me Dadda every morning. Please be mine, Aarti."

 

Aarti turned herself towards Yash to see his eyes brimming with love and only love for her. She hugged him tight, "Yash, I've loved you since I don't know when because you're a great person at heart but I knew I couldn't marry you till you learn to respect women and I have done it Yash. I love you Yash and I know you too love me now and not want me."

 

Yash and Aarti hugged each other tight smiling all the way. They parted after a long time and Yash whispered, "Let's go and get my baby." Yash and Aarti went to pick up Ansh and Ansh came running to them. Yash picked up Ansh in his arms, "Ansh, now your Dadda is going to be your super-duper Dadda." Ansh looked at his Dadda confused and Aarti chuckled hearing Yash's babyishness. Yash looked at Ansh laughingly, "C'mon Ansh, I'm going to marry your Mumma so that way I will become your super-duper Dadda." Ansh started jumping in Yash's arms and soon the heavy clouds came over to celebrate the happiness of their little family.

Rain started to pour rejoicing the events and Yash and Ansh played like a perfect father-son duo. Ansh was already a kid and Yash had become a kid with him. Aarti looked at both of them playing and realized that God had given Ansh the best father in the world. She went towards them and hugged them. Both Yash and Ansh got startled at Aarti's sudden action but they quickly winked looking at each other and hugged back Aarti tight.

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Mr. Scindia was pacing in the drawing room worried about how to handle Yash again. He knew Yash had changed now but he wanted his son to be like him.

Yash entered the Scindia Mansion with Aarti and Ansh, both on either side of Yash holding his hands. Gayatri came out to see her husband but was greeted with a delightful scene. She could see Yash's family with him and she indeed was super excited for Yash. She went forward and dragged all three of them away, "You guys should go and change first otherwise you'll fall ill. Aarti, you have Ansh's clothes with you, right?" Aarti nodded her head in a yes and Gayatri took them all to change.

 

After sometime, they all came back in the hall and Yash finally looked towards his father, "Dad, I want to marry Aarti." Mr. Scindia looked unaffected towards Yash, "I knew that was coming. Fine, Aarti seems to be an elegant girl, you can marry her but this child.." Yash cut him in between, "That child's name is Ansh, Dad and he's MY son." Mr. Scindia calmly looked at Yash, "Fine. I have never forced you into anything but you have seen how I have been with your mother. You should be keeping Aarti like that because that's how the society goes. It's patriarch society." Yash looked hurt towards his Dad, "Not anymore, Dad. The women of today are totally competent with men. I'm not going to crush Aarti's existence, Dad. She's going to be my wife not my slave." Mr. Scindia calmly kept his point, "But Yash, you should keep her in your control." Yash looked confidently into the eyes of his father, "No Dad, I'm not going to control Aarti." Mr. Scindia saw the spark in Yash's eyes and he knew then that he couldn't rewind the mind of his son, "As you wish Yash. My best wishes are with you." Yash smiled at his father. He knew though his father was a chauvinist but he wasn't a bad man, maybe he has also learnt what he has seen all his life. He went forward and hugged his Dad, "Dad, I know you're not completely at fault with your attitude. You have incorporated in you what you have seen. But Dad, like Aarti has taught me, be with your love because that is most important." Mr. Scindia looked into Yash's eyes trying to register his words, "I'm going to marry Aarti, Dad and so I won't dominate her, I will love her. Yes, she'll be TRAPPED throughout her life but not in my chauvinism but in my devotion. From now, future Mrs. Aarti Scindia, in the love of Mr. Yash Scindia, is TRAPPED.

 

In my life, I searched myself,

I got me in your eyes,

This is how I found myself,

Like you saw me in your dreams.

I'll love you always,

That's my promise to you,

Will hold your hand,

And beside you, will always stand.

I will be the Yash I am,

Have just changed a trait,

You'll still see me as haughty,

But the love will also be evident.

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TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 8

 

PART 8

 

 

Mr. Scindia came back home in the evening and saw Gayatri playing with a kid, "Gayatri, who's this kid?" Gayatri stood upright holding Ansh's hand, "He's Aarti's son. She works with Yash." Suraj moved forward towards Gayatri, "So if she works with Yash, is she going to leave her child here at our place." Ansh hid behind Gayatri scared of Suraj, "Daadi, why is this uncle so angry?" Suraj looked at Ansh and then looked back at Gayatri, "Why is he calling u Daadi?" Gayatri looked down timidly when Suraj shouted, "Tell me, dammit."
"Because I'm his Dadda", Yash spoke in a strict tone. Suraj looked at Yash, his eyes boring into Yash's, "What do you mean by that Yash? This girl, Aarti is your wife." Yash looked straight into his father's eyes, "No Dad. I may not have any relation with Aarti but I share a deep relationship with Ansh. He's my kid, Dad." Suraj shouted, "What rubbish!" Yash went to Ansh and picked him up in his arms, "Ansh, Grandpa is just a little angry on something. You go to your home right now with Mumma. Dadda will come to meet you in a while." Yash took Aarti and Ansh outside and made Ansh seated in his car, "Driver, Aarti ma'am will tell you the address. Take them to their home." Yash was about to turn back when Aarti held his hand, "Yash, but your Dad. I told you Ansh will cause trouble." Yash held Aarti's hand softly, "Ssshhh. Ansh is no trouble Aarti. He's my baby. Don't worry, I'll handle everything here. You take Ansh home and handle him."
Yash entered home hearing his Dad shouting on his Mom, "You knew about everything and kept supporting Yash? How dare you?" Gayatri looked meekly towards her husband, "Yash loves Aarti and Ansh is Aarti's kid. She adopted him. Most importantly, Yash loves Aarti." Suraj looked agitated at Gayatri, "What the hell!" He was about to raise his hand on Gayatri when Yash held his hand, "Dad, don't you raise your hand on Mom." Suraj looked at his son shocked, "Yash." Yash bored his eyes into his Dad's eyes, "Yes Dad. Learn to respect women, Dad. They are no ways behind us men. In fact, I have started feeling timid in front of their strength. Aarti has changed me, Dad. She has taught me to respect all women. Till some days back, I just used to respect Mom but now I respect all women and Dad, you should learn that too." Yash left his father's hand and held his Mom's hand and took her inside. Yash made his Mom sit on the bed and kept his head on her lap, "I love you Mom and now I know I love Aarti. I really do." Gayatri smilingly caressed Yash's head, "Yash, why don't you go and tell her then?" Yash raised his head and looked at his Mom's smiling face, "Really Mom? Should I go and tell her?" Gayatri cupped Yash's face and nodded her head. But next moment the smile on Yash's face vanished, "But Mom, she doesn't like me." Gayatri smiled to her innocent baby's statement, "She loves you too Yash. Just go and pour your feelings to her and you'll know everything." Yash eyes showed a different spark altogether, thinking about pouring his feelings out to Aarti. He lied down on his bed and kissed Gayatri goodnight and covered himself with the sheet.

Gayatri went back to her room scared of facing her husband. She entered her room to see Suraj pacing here and there angrily. Suraj saw Gayatri at the door, "So. You're back here. Yash has gone too far. It's impossible to get him back. But at least I can teach him to control Aarti otherwise that girl will control Yash." Gayatri looked at Suraj ashamed of his thoughts, "Both of them love each other and they will be walking on the path of life together and not controlling each other." Gayatri proudly looked at Suraj and went back to Yash's room.--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 7

 

PART 7

 

Yash reached his office next day with his puffed red eyes. Everyone looked at him strangely. None of them had imagined Yash like this. Yash glared at everyone and instantly everyone casted their eyes down. Even those tired eyes had the power to shake everyone's soul with its single glare. Yash quickly made his way to his cabin.
As soon as he stepped into his cabin, he was greeted by an engrossed Aarti. Aarti was busy pondering over the architectural details of the project and didn't even notice that Yash had entered the cabin. Yash looked at Aarti dazed. Her big eyes rolled whenever she would see something unsatisfactory in the design. Her long fingers would automatically start sketching the correct design. Her long straight hair was tied in a rough loose bun and every now and then a strand of hair would come across her vision and she would irritatingly shoo it away.

Aarti was working on the designs when yet again a strand of hair disturbed her. She kept the file and pen at the desk and lifted her hand up to tie her hair when she saw Yash standing at the door, looking at her intently. Aarti saw his red puffed eyes and realized that he must not have slept all night worrying about all she had been saying to him. She felt a pang in her heart seeing him like that but she knew it was necessary for him and so she held back herself, "Yash, why are you standing there? Come and sit here. Let's discuss the project. We have the presentation tomorrow." Yash looked at Aarti a little hurt that she didn't even notice anything about him. He sat on his chair dejected and started looking into the project. They kept working on the project and Yash had made quite some changes in the designs. Yash was about to make another change when Aarti interrupted, "Yash, don't change this particular design. This is perfect for the building." Yash looked unhappy with Aarti's suggestion, "Aarti, I know this better. This change is going to be better. We might lose the project even with this minor detail." Aarti shook her head negatively, "Yash, for your kind information, even I've been working in this field for long. I think even I'm supposed to be working on this and if you take just one suggestion of mine, It's not going to do any harm. Anyways, half of the work is yours so let half of the work be mine." Yash sighed, "Aarti, you're too stubborn. Fine, I'm letting this be but mind you, we better not lose the project because of this particular thing. I really do not trust females much." Aarti looked at Yash enraged, "If you don't trust females, why did you take me in the first place. But since you have taken me, I'm going to prove to you that it isn't about dominating but about working together." Aarti angrily left the cabin.
Yash leaned back on his seat and closed his eyes while Aarti stood behind the cabin looking at Yash relaxing, "I will change you Yash. I know I love you. I don't know when I fell in love with you seeing the goodness in you. But you've still got me TRAPPED in your chauvinism Yash and I'm going to make sure to free myself from this trap." Aarti looked at the innocent Yash who was probably sleeping. Yash looked like an innocent baby oblivious to all negativity. This was the real Yash who was somewhere hidden under his inherited chauvinism and Aarti just wanted to get the real and innocent Yash out.

Aarti entered the cabin later and woke up Yash, "Yash, have a cup of coffee, you'll feel better. It seems like you haven't slept all night." Yash looked at Aarti shocked and he started stammering, "Aa..Aarti, There's nothing like that. I'm just a little tired." Aarti shook her head amusingly, "Anyways, I was just going to pick up Ansh, till then you handle the work." Yash suddenly felt like stopping Aarti. He didn't want her to go away. Then, an idea struck him and he was content with the idea, "Aarti, we have lots of work to complete. I'm going to look into other details and I won't get time to check the designs further. I'll send the driver to pick Ansh up and in fact, I'll ask the driver to take Ansh to my home. Mom will take care of Ansh and make him sleep also. That way even Ansh will have some rest." Aarti hesitated a little, "Yash, I don't think it's a good idea. Ansh will trouble your mom." Yash smiled, "Trust me Aarti, I have been the naughtiest kid ever. Mom won't have a problem handling Ansh. You check the designs. I'll make the arrangements." Aarti still looked a little uneasy but Yash was very adamant and so she had to agree.
Yash came out of his cabin grinning, "Mom will also get to know Ansh. After all, he's going to be my son." Yash quickly called up and made arrangements for Ansh.

Ansh reached the Scindia house and was looking here and there when Gayatri came to him. Ansh looked at Gayatri, "Why have I come here. Driver uncle told me that he had come to pick me on Dadda's behalf." Gayatri smiled at Ansh, "Yes Ansh, this is your Dadda's house. Your Mumma and Dadda are very busy in the office so you're going to stay with me till your Mumma comes." Ansh looked uneasily towards Gayatri, "May I please speak to Mumma?" Gayatri caressed Ansh's cheeks, "Sure baby." Ansh held the receiver and Gayatri dialed Yash's number. Yash picked up the phone, "Hello." Ansh's face lighted up, "Hello Dadda, you've sent me to your place?" Yash smiled hearing Ansh's cheerful voice, he didn't know when, but Ansh had become really dear to him, "Yep Ansh. You're at your Dadda's place and my Mom is going to take care of you. You don't have to worry about anything. Just tell my Mom whatever you want." Ansh squealed in joy, "Okay Dadda. Dadda, give the phone to Mumma." Yash gave the phone to Aarti, "Ansh, don't trouble Aunty okay." Ansh giggled, "Don't worry Mumma. I won't trouble Daadi and yes, she's my Dadda's Mom so she's my Daadi." Gayatri felt tears of joy hearing Ansh call her Daadi and she hugged Ansh, "Mumma, see Daadi is hugging me. I'll talk to you later Mumma. Come soon with Dadda. Till then I'll enjoy with Daadi." Ansh quickly kept the receiver down not letting Aarti say anything. She sighed and gave the phone back to Yash, "I hope Ansh behaves himself." Yash shook his head amusingly, "Why do you women get worried about everything. Ansh is a good boy. Don't worry." Aarti looked at Yash angrily, "We women have to worry so much because you men are so unpredictable." Yash laughed off and both started working on the project again.

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TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 6

 

PART 6

 

 

Yash somehow stood on his feet still unable to believe what had been happening in his perfect life. He went inside and went to his room. Gayatri had seen Yash going in his room almost limping and in a distressed state. Gayatri immediately went to Yash finding him crying in his room, "Yash, baby, what's wrong?" Yash leaned onto his mom resting his head on his mom's shoulder, "I don't know mom. I have no idea about anything. Mom, I am feeling as if my life crumbling like a pack of cards." Gayatri patted Yash's head, lines of worry clear on her face, "Yash, don't worry. Everything will be fine Yash. You cannot breakdown like that. Your father never taught you this." Yash suddenly looked into Gayatri's eyes with his tears stricken face, "I don't know how much righteousness Dad has in him, mom." Gayatri looked at Yash shocked at his words. She had never heard Yash doubting his father's righteousness ever before. She cupped Yash's face, "Yash, why are you saying like that?" Yash held Gayatri's hand tightly, "Mom, Aarti seems right sometimes mom. But then again, how can Dad be wrong? It's all making me crazy Mom. Aarti is making me crazy." Gayatri ruffled Yash's hair. She knew she had to meet Aarti soon, "Yash, just close your eyes and sleep for some time. You'll feel better." With that Gayatri made Yash lie down, took his phone and left his room.

Gayatri dialed Aarti's phone, "Hello. Am I speaking to Aarti?" Aarti got confused. She had saved Yash's number but this wasn't Yash. She left the thought behind, "Yes, I am Aarti. May I know who I am talking to?" Gayatri inhaled some air for support, "Aarti, I am Yash's mom. I want to meet you. Please Aarti, don't deny meeting me. It's really important." The behavior of Yash's mom puzzled Aarti but she couldn't deny hearing the pleading tone of Gayatri. Gayatri smiled, "Aarti, meet in CCD in half an hour." Gayatri kept down the phone thinking of the talks she had to do with Aarti. She could never see her son distressed and there was surely something about this girl that was bothering him so much. She went back to Yash's room and caressed his head. The lines of worry on his forehead suddenly vanished and he smiled feeling the touch of his mom. Gayatri could feel a drop of tear in her eyes seeing the innocence on the face of her beloved son.

Aarti sat in CCD waiting for Yash's mom to arrive. Thousands of questions clouded her mind. She couldn't comprehend the reason for this meet but she kept telling herself that her answers will arrive soon. Looking here and there, Aarti saw an elegant lady coming towards her seat. She got up, "Yash's mother?" Gayatri smiled looking at Aarti. She indeed was beautiful and looked quite subtle and smart. Now she knew why her son was so disturbed by this girl. She nodded her head and both sat down. Gayatri raised her eyebrows looking at Aarti, "Would you like to have something?" Aarti was growing even more impatient with each passing second, "No, thank you ma'am. Can we please directly come to the purpose of the meeting?" Gayatri breathed some air again, "What is it between you and Yash?" Aarti looked at Gqyatri bewildered, "Between me and Yash? There's nothing between us." Gayatri brushed her hands with each other, "Then why does Yash keep talking about you? Why is he so troubled because of you?" Reality struck Aarti hard. Yash talked about her. He was troubled because of her. She looked at Gayatri calmly, "Look ma'am. I have no idea what's troubling Yash. In fact he has been troubling me. He came to my house. He signed a deal with the company I work in. He has been chasing me." Gayatri looked at Aarti shocked at such a revelation. She knew her son very well. He wasn't the one to go behind girls, "Aarti, but Yash isn't like this. He never goes behind girls like this. In fact, he stays away from girls." Aarti bore her eyes into Gayatri, "Exactly, because he's one male chauvinist pig." Gayatri clenched her fist, "Aarti, don't say that. Now I know why he's troubled. You have been questioning his authority." Aarti looked at Gayatri frustrated, "You're wrong ma'am. I haven't been questioning. I have been making him come face to face with the reality." Gayatri calmed her senses, "Look, Aarti, Yash is a very sensitive man. He has learnt to follow the footsteps of his father. Don't question his attitude like that. It's breaking him. You affect him greatly Aarti. Your words affect him greatly. Try and understand." Aarti couldn't believe what she just heard. She couldn't believe she was that hard with Yash. She did like him but the only thing that irked her was his chauvinism. It was like a wall between them and she knew the day that wall breaks, she would accept him whole heartedly. Aarti closed her eyes for a moment and then looked at Gayatri, "Ma'am, look, I understand that Yash has got this from his father but wrong is wrong. He needs to change it in him. Honestly, I think even you should stand up against your husband's domination. Ma'am, if I am affecting him then I'm glad that I'm able to change him for good. I'm sorry ma'am but I won't stop posing questions on his chauvinism."
With that Aarti got up and went away. Gayatri sat right there thinking upon Aarti's words. How could she go against her husband? Wasn't it against the rules? Gayatri went back home with her confused state of mind.

Yash got up after two hours and as soon as he got up, he saw his mom coming towards him smiling. Gayatri placed a peck on Yash's forehead, "Yash, come, it's time for the dinner."
Gayatri held her breath and gathered some courage to say something to Suraj, "I was thinking of changing the color of our room." Suraj looked at Gayatri with a frown, "Gayatri, the color of our room is perfect. It doesn't need any change." Gayatri tried to speak up again, "No, I really think we should change it." Suraj looked towards Gayatri agitated, "Gayatri! Since when did you start questioning me? When I said it is perfect, that means'" Yash banged his hands on the table, "Dad! For God sake, stop imposing your decisions on mom. What's the harm if she wants to change the color of the room? Why are you dominating her over such a petty issue?" Suraj looked at Yash with a baffled expression. He had never seen his son speak to him in such a tone before, "Yash, is this the way to talk to your father?" Yash looked angrily towards his father, "And what are you doing, dominating mom like that? You're satisfying your ego and giving an air to your chauvinism." With that Yash strode towards his room and closed the door.
Suraj got up from the table agitated at Yash's behavior. He warned Gayatri to teach a lesson to Yash.
Gayatri went to Yash and placed his head on her lap. She massaged his head, "Yash, you behaved really badly today. How could you talk to your father like that?" Yash hugged his mom tightly, "I don't know mom. I just couldn't see dad dominating you like that. I couldn't bear his chauvinism mom. Dad is wrong and so am I. Aarti is right mom, I am a male chauvinist." Gayatri ruffled Yash's hair, "Yash, you have time to think upon all that. First go and apologize to your Dad." Yash blinked his eyes and went to his Dad, "Dad, I'm really sorry. I shouldn't have spoken to you in such a tone. I was just tensed about work and vent out my anger on you. I'm really sorry Dad." Suraj look towards Yash still not forgiving him completely, "Yash, mind you, this shouldn't happen again. Go now." Yash lowered his head and went out the room saying sorry for the last time.

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TRAPPED..!! Yash-Aarti Short Story Part 5

 

PART 5

 

Aarti and Yash were sitting in Yash's cabin and were working on the designs for two hours. Aarti was very unsure of Yash's motives in the beginning but now after sitting with for two hours and talking to him about nothing but work, she had realized that Yash was just a normal human being who had faults in him but was also good in different ways.
Yash had been working with Aarti for two hours and had come to realize that she was great at her work as well. Somewhere his belief that men were better than women in everything and women always needed men in their lives was shaking. He didn't know when but Aarti had showed him her absolute independent side. She had come across as a very self-confident and smart girl. Yash was starting to believe that he might be wrong in his initial thoughts.
Aarti suddenly started looking at the clock every now and then. Yash looked suspiciously at Aarti wondering what was bothering her so much. He leaned a little towards Aarti, "What's bothering you Aarti?" Aarti looked into Yash's eyes and she could read the genuine care in his eyes, "I had to pick Ansh from his school. Can I bring him here? I don't keep him away." Yash looked at this ferocious tigress who was currently the gentle and caring mother. He absolutely adored these various faces of Aarti, "Of course you can bring Ansh here. You didn't even have to ask me for that Aarti." Aarti looked surprisingly at this man sitting in front of her. He was really a mystery for her. Sometimes, he was as sharp as a knife and sometimes he was as soft as a flower. She wondered if she could ever understand him. She whacked her head for letting such thoughts penetrate her mind, "Mr. Scindia.." Yash nodded his head negatively, "Call me Yash, Aarti." Aarti hesitated a little, "Yash, It will take me a while to get him because I don't have my scooty and I will have to take an auto. Ok?" Yash looked at Aarti with a serious face, "No ways Aarti." Aarti gulped her saliva at his sternness and Yash instantly smiled, "Let's go and pick Ansh in my car." Yash held her hand and dragged Aarti towards his car. Everyone in the office looked at Yash and Aarti disbelievingly. Aarti jerked Yash's hand, "Yash, you really don't have to bother. I can go and pick my son." Yash looked at Aarti sternly, "Aarti, but how will you go alone?" Aarti shook her head at Yash's chauvinism that was inflicted in him, "I have always been going alone Yash and so I can do the same today as well." Yash couldn't control his anger and pushed Aarti inside the car, "You don't have to boast of your feminism every time Aarti. I want to help and I will, you like it or not." Yash sped the car towards Ansh's school. Both of them reached school to see Ansh sitting scared on a tree outside school. Aarti gasped seeing Ansh up there, "Ansh, what are you doing up there?" Ansh sniffled, "I'm sorry mumma. I climbed on the tree to pluck some guavas but I'm stuck here now. I can't get down." Ansh suddenly noticed Yash standing there with Aarti and grinned, "Dadda is here mumma. I'll jump down and he'll catch me." Yash's face lit with the amount of faith this child had in him, "Yes Ansh, Dadda will catch you. Jump down." Ansh was about to jump when Aarti stopped him, "Ansh don't jump like that. Keep your feet one level down and then jump. Mumma will hold you." Yash looked at Aarti unbelievingly, "Aarti, you're a girl. You won't be able to catch him. Let me do it." Aarti showed her hand to Yash, "You don't have to boast of your chauvinism every time Yash." Yash's face fell. This time he really wasn't trying to prove anything. He just wanted to live up to Ansh's faith. Aarti looked at Yash's sad face but chose to ignore. She wanted to give a blow to Yash's high thoughts of men. Aarti asked Ansh to jump down and held him safely. She kissed him all over his face and Ansh chuckled, "Mumma, you always get scared." Aarti slapped him lightly, "Of course mumma does get scared because you're her life baby."

Yash, Aarti and Ansh reached Shah Corporations and Ansh curiously looked around, "Mumma, whose office is this?" Before Aarti could answer Ansh, Yash picked up Ansh in his arms, "This is somewhat your Dadda's office Ansh. I'm the Director of this company." Ansh's face lighted up at this wonderful news and he kissed Yash. Aarti didn't like this closeness between Ansh and Yash. She was very insecure because of what Yash had said last night. She knew he was using her baby for his benefit. Aarti took Ansh from Yash's arms, "Ansh, go and freshen up. We'll have lunch after that." Ansh smiled and ran to the washroom. Yash took Aarti to his cabin, "What was the need for you to show your heroism at Ansh's school. You had put his life in danger." Aarti jerked Yash away, "He's MY son. I know what's best for him. I knew I could hold him. YOU stay away from him. Don't even dare to use my baby's innocence for your benefits." Suddenly Yash remembered his last night's words and realized the reason for Aarti's anger. He knew that he genuinely wanted to cocoon Ansh safely but then reminded of his words last night, he began to question his attitude. Was he really a male chauvinist? Aarti looked at Yash, her eyes spitting fire, "Mr. Yash Scindia, I was handling myself and Ansh before you entered our lives and will continue to do so easily. I simply don't need you to support me. My Ansh is my support and he's enough for me." Yash kept looking at Aarti, not being able to say anything and Aarti left the office with Ansh angrily. This girl questioned his entire being every time she met him. Yash was getting all confused. Nobody has ever told him that he's wrong. Nobody has taught him that women can live without men. Nobody has ever told him that independent women exist. His entire belief was shaking. His head started spinning with the amount of burden that was suddenly put on him. He went to Arjun and took a leave and went home. He quickly changed into his tracks and t-shirt and went for a jog. The trees around seemed to be in full spree today. It was extremely windy towards. The trees were swinging and dancing as if rejoicing some moment. Yash was running hard. He wasn't looking anywhere, just kept running and lost in his own thoughts. Was he really a male chauvinist? Was he really forcing himself on Aarti? Didn't Aarti need him? All these questions were harassing his soft being. Though he was haughty at times and though he had his own attitude, he was really soft at heart. His little heart was affected. He was deeply affected by Aarti's questionable gaze. He was lost in his thoughts when he tripped over a stone. He tried to get up but his leg was hurt and the stone was over his leg. Suddenly he realized that a girl was offering him her hand to help him get up. He looked up at the girl and thought, "No, I don't the help of a girl. I can get up myself." He tried to get up on his own but failed. The girl held his hand and pulled him up, "Let me take you home. You won't be able to walk like this." Yash jerked her hand and fell down again, "No, I don't need your help. I can go back home on my own." The girl laughed at Yash, "Yeah right. You just fell down as soon as you left my hand and you boast that you can go back on your own. Stop being a male chauvinist." The girl held Yash's hand again and this time Yash didn't protest. He was too lost in her words. She was another girl who had called him a male chauvinist. The girl dropped Yash home, "Take care of your leg." Yash saw the girl's retreating figure and fell down again. This time not because of the wound and pain in his leg but by the realization that had just dawned upon him, A Girl Had Helped Him Stand at His Feet.

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