Back with the first Chapter of this short story, Roke Na Ruke Naina. . .

Enjoy:

Kolkata:

Crowded by loads of people, a man walks out, avoiding the questions that were thrown by the media and enters his black Mercedes Benz, the SUV range.

"As you can see, the worlds international business tycoon, Mr Sanskaar Maheshwari has come back to India after 18 years." The news reporter reveals to the whole India as she faces the camera.

"Who informed this media?" The man, who is known as Sanskaar, says in an irked tone as the car starts drifting away from the eyes of the media.

"We don't know sir, we made sure the news doesn't leak from our side but I think it's your Uncle, Mr Durgaprasad Maheshwari who must've leaked in excitement by the news of your arrival." His driver utters as he drives.

Sanskaar sighs and looks away and outside of the window, remembering the somewhat familiar routes, but what will he remember after these 18 years?

****

"Why is this dress here?! Why isn't it on the model in the show?!"

"Ma'am, we. . ."

"Enough! Am I the boss or are you! I told you that I want to see this dress on the model for the fashion show but why the hell is she wearing that tacky green?!"

"Swara, cool. . . I asked him not to make her wear this." A voice utters and reveals the woman shouting to be Swara, Swara Gadodia.

"Why Kavita?!" Swara angrily and sternly asks as she eyes the voice, who is Kavita, a model.

"Because I want to wear this to the final showdown, this is a gorgeous dress and I'm sure it's enough to make those loser of a models out there to seem nothing in front of it." Kavita tells, calming Swara's anger.

"Okay fine." Swara sighs looks at her Secretary, who she was earlier shouting at and the secretary walks forward, grabbing on the two handles behind Swara's wheelchair, pushing her and taking her away from the designers block.

"Now the world's eyes would be on Kavita after this dress will be adorned on her body." Kavita self-talks and smirks as she eyes the glittery gold dress that is lying in front of her.

**

"And now, for the final round, let's bring out the models!" The man, who is representing the show says and everyone clap.

Swara, who was sitting down in between the crowd, confidently as she trusts Kavita.

Kavita walks out in the sizzling gold glittery dress, already pulling everyone's eyes towards her as she walks down the ramp. Swara releases a sigh of relief, knowing what the results would be.

The other models also walk down, but their eyes are also glued on the DRESS Swara designed, not on Kavita.

After the ramp-walks, it was time to declare the results.

"The winner of MFCA 2017 is. . ." Silence spread as soon as the announcement was to take place, everyone were eagerly waiting for the results though they know who the winner would be. Swara relaxes back onto her wheelchair, waiting for her name to be called out.

"SSG!" Swara looks at the award while everyone clap. She is mainly known by her initials, SSG, which stand for Swara Shekhar Gadodia.

****

As the car stops outside the Maheshwari Mansion, Sanskaar opens the door and steps out, glancing at the mansion.

"After 18 years I'm back." He whispers to himself, not believing it had been 18 years.

"Sir, SSG won." The driver comes out, informing Sanskaar.

"Tell me something new, from the past 3 years, SSG has been winning with our fabrics." Sanskaar utters as he walks towards the entrance.

He had only heard the name 'SSG' but never seen the person, Sanskaar is also unaware if SSG is a male or a female but has been supplying fabrics to the company from past 3 years.

"Sir, your gold fabric that was newly discovered had made a great impact on the final showdown."

A small smile curves on Sanskaar's lips.

"Show me the pictures or the video, I also want to see what design SSG made on my Golden fabric which actually made her win." Sanskaar says and rings the door bell.

"Okay sir, have a great day." The driver wishes and walks off.

The door opens.

"Sanskaar." His mother, Sujata happily chirps as she stands in front of him, ready to welcome him inside.

Sanskaar faintly smiles as he looks at his mother.

****

"Thank you Ragini, when are you coming back?" Swara speaks on the phone with her sister Ragini.

As she pushes her wheelchair forward, she slightly pouts.

"1 month is a long time for me, can't you make it earlier?"

Her secretary takes over and Swara let's go off the wheels.

"Okay bye, take care." Swara says and disconnects the call.

She then takes a picture of the award and sends it to her sister Ragini, who had demanded a picture.

"Madam is so soft towards her sister but why is she so strict and stern towards us?" Her secretary asks herself, in her mind as she knows if she mummers then Swara wouldn't spare her.

"Ma'am. . ."

"Hmmm." Swara responds while texting on her phone.

"We have been invited to an party, SM has arrived in Kolkata so his family planned to throw a party. Shall we go?"

Swara looks away from her phone screen and stares at the award on her lap.

"He's the same SM that provides us fabrics right?" Swara asks in order to make sure her guess is right.

"Yes Ma'am." Her secretary responds.

"Why not? You can go from my behalf." Swara utters and her secretary grits her teeth and gulps.

"Uhh, Ma'am, they want you there too." She utters and closes her eyes, getting ready to hear Swara lash out on her.

"Get Kavita ready too. I also want to meet SM, our fabric provider." Swara says which surprises her secretary as Swara didn't shout this time.

"O. . .okay." He secretary utters.

****

"How are you Sanskaar?" RP, his father asked as she stood in front of him, placing his hand on Sanskaar's shoulder.

"I'm fine Dad." Sanskaar utters.

"Let him take rest and freshen up before the party starts." DP, while walking in the hall says and Sanskaar turns.

"Party? But why?" Sanskaar asks.

"For you." Lakshya responds, walking towards Sanskaar with a smile. 

Sanskaar and him share a hug.

"The party wasn't thrown for me when I came back after complete my graduation." Lakshya complainingly whispers, curving a small smile on Sanskaar's lips.

They break the hug and everyone smile looking at the two.

"Beta, go freshen up and come down to eat or you won't get time after the party starts." AP says with a small smile.

Sanskaar's smile weakens, he hated parties as he doesn't like socialising much.

Lakshya holds Sanskaar's hand and takes him upstairs.

****

"Swara, why didn't you go to the party?" Her mother, Sharmishta walks towards her, blinking and demanding an answer with crosses arms.

"Maa, I didn't feel like going so I didn't go, any problem in that?" Swara rudely says and looks up at her Mother, Sharmishta.

Sharmishta sighs and looks away, controlling her tears.

"You're coming with me and your Baba and that's final." Sharmishta orders and walks off.

Swara rolls her eyes, releasing a big sigh.

"What is wrong with you Swara? You never used to be like this. . . my eyes are dying to see my old Shona, what have you done to my Shona Swara? I have to be bossy so I could talk to you." Tears fall out of Sharmishta's eyes as she walks out, thinking and speaking to herself as she only knew how she is feeling seeing her daughter like this.

****

After Sanskaar walked out from his bathroom, his phone buzzes and grabs his attention, he slides it out from his pocket and unlocks it, reading the message.

"I have mailed you the photo's and the link of the video." Sanskaar reads in his mind and before he could do anything, he hears a knock on the door.

"Sanskaar! Hurry, the party started." His Mom Sujata shouted while banging on the door.

Sanskaar sighs and slides his phone back inside his pocket and picks the blazer up, wearing it while approaching the door.

He opens the door and finds his Mother standing with both her hands on her hips, glaring at him.

"Who were you talking to that you took so long opening the door?" Sujata asks while raising her eyebrows, cocking her head slightly to the side and glancing at his room.

"No one Mom!" Sanskaar responds and snaps his Mom back at him.

"Come, everyone are waiting." She says and turns, walking away.

Sanskaar shakes his head in disbelief and starts following his Mom.

****

"Swara, are you ready?" Sharmishta asks while entering Swara's room.

"Yes, I'm ready." Swara sighs and turns to Sharmishta, but to her surprise, she sees her Mother wearing the Saree she had designed.

"What?" Sharmishta asks, looking at herself and then back at Swara.

"Nothing, you finally wore my dress." Swara responds and looks away, glancing at herself in the mirror.

"Why wouldn't I? Your Baba even wore your designer suit."

"Okay, I'm ready." Swara says and looks at Sharmishta.

"Looking gorgeous." Sharmishta compliments and Swara looks away.

"Shall we leave? Or have you planned to not go anymore?"

"Let's leave." Sharmishta says and walks towards her.

****

Sanskaar engrossed himself with the clients, talking about business, marketing and trades which was out of some peoples understanding, especially them who have no ideas about business.

(That's me, let them continue, we should move on 😂)

"JiJi, I hope he likes someone from the party so that he could get married." Sujata says to AP, who nods in agreement.

Just then, Kavita walks inside in hot red gown with silver sparkles, of course designed and made by our talented designer, Swara.

Everyone looked at her as she walked down, the same why she did the ramp-walk and this time, she smiled at everyone looking at her.

"See Baba, there was no point in me coming here but Maa didn't listen!" Swara irritatedly says and looks at Sharmishta who looks away.

"We will find a way." Shekhar say but Swara looks at him.

"No Baba! I'm not going in there and there is absolutely no way for me to enter, see the length of the stairs! Urghh!" Swara huffs and rolls her wheelchair away from their doorstep.

It was impossible for Swara to get inside as there were stairs that she had to climb up on and then enter Maheshwari Mansion.

"Swa. . ." Shekhar placed his hand on Sharmishta's, stopping her from speaking and blinks at her, signing her to let Swara go.

Swara rolls her wheelchair into the lawn, waiting for her car to comeback in as Shekhar informed the driver to comeback.

"Maa, Baba! Go inside and don't look at me like that!" Swara shouts as she looks at Sharmishta and Shekhar who were at the door.

They knew Swara would feel bad if they don't go inside and they do not want their daughter's self-confidence to be scratched so they decided to walk inside.
They knew that Swara's Self-Esteem matters more, they couldn't let her feel helpless and dependent, so they compromised with their feelings and went ahead.

Sanskaar excuses himself after his phone buzzes continuously, Kavita's eyes were on him but he walked past her, without looking at her. Due to the noise, he walked upstairs and just then, Shekhar and Sharmishta walked down.

"No, I haven't seen the pictures or the video yet." Sanskaar says and stops near a window glancing outside.

Soon his eyes land on Swara, who was waiting in the lawn, her skin was twinkling under the moonlight and he seems to have fixed his eyes on the innocence that was glimpsing from her face.

"Hello! Sir are you there?!" The person form the other end of the phone utters, bringing him back from his dreamland.

"I'll call you later." Sanskaar says and disconnects the call, his gazes yet again move onto Swara.

"Who is she?" Sanskaar asks himself, unable to get his gazes off her.

An unknown smile curves on his lips, seeing her talk on the phone, while she was expressing herself.

End of Part 1

Roke Na Ruke (Sanskaar Ke) Naina 😂😋

So done with the first part, very nervous and I hope you all like it.

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