I put my armor on, I'll show you that I am
I'm unstoppable....
I'm a Porsche with no brakes
I'm invincible
Yeah, I win every single game
I'm so powerful
I don't need batteries to play
I'm so confident
Yeah, I'm unstoppable everyday....

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You can idolize me, romanticize me, all you wish.
But the devil wrapped in silk is still a devil.

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" Happy birthday Mom...."

Wishing her with a tight hug and a broad smile on my face...it's every year's ritual to be performed infront of the whole world. Otherwise what the so called orthodox society will think about the "Shekhavats?" , that the future heirs of Shekhavat Ent. don't love their Mom!
Oh No!

Nirmala - " Ahh, thank you sweetheart ...
Where's Karan?.. " She asked graciously kissing my cheek... Her eyes were searching for someone else.

Rishika - " Mom, chill! Woh khudke biwi ka birthday Miss kar sakta he. But you know,..." playfully lowering my voice as much, it's only heard to people surrounding us with their eagle eyes,

" He loves you dearly...."
I winked at her catching her eartips turn into a light shade of red....

Mrs. Kavya Shah

Mrs. Yamini Khurana

Mrs. Shah - " Karan is such a darling. Last year toh usne tumhe ek antique piano gift Kiya tha na Nirmala..."
She started praising the eklauta damad of Shekhawats.

Mrs. Khurana - " And he played a famous piece of Beethoven (German Composer).. His hands were so smooth...
Mr Khurana bol rahe the ki woh gaane bhi compose karne laga he..."

Rishika - " You guys don't believe, woh itne achche gaane gaata he ki log sunte hi bhagh jaaye..."
I muttered rolling my eyes....and everyone called for a group laughter.

Nirmala - " Rishika..." As usual she warned me, not to make fun of her heartthrob son in law.

Mrs. Huda who was silently sipping the orange juice, joined them and opened her Punjabi mouth,
" Koyi na Nirmala ji, Miya biwi ke beech yeh sub chalta renda he. Ab mujhko hi dekh lijiye, Amar ke Papa ji ko main Roz...."

Nirmala - " It's okay Mrs. Huda..No need to elaborate.. I can understand. It's difficult for you guys to adjust to our standards...." circling her finger around the rim of the wine glass, she politely lifted her eyes,

" Raato raat Ameer joh nahi bane the na hum...."
Those words weighed exactly the place Huda's owned in the society, according to us, the Khandani Ameer Logs.

It's not a secret that, Huda's are just owners of a baby stepping company. They owned a Fashion designing startup which is turning to be quite famous. Inspite of born and brought up in a middle class family, Amardeep Huda achieved the name that youngest heirs of those khandani company failed to gain. To sum up, they were invited to the party to know some gossips about the Punjabi packs and access some of their minor weakness....
Isn't it fun to play with the street rats to kill the time?

Mrs. Huda - " Theekh kaha aapne Mrs. Shekhavat, humare yaha ameeriyat badhane aur woh contracts shankrats lagwane kisi anjan logonse apne bachchonka shaadiyaa bhi nahi karwaye jaate he....
Shaadiyaan tabhi hoti he jaha pyaar hota he..."

She taunted back pointing my wedding...
My and Karan's six year old wedding. No one can beat the Indian aunties in insulting other's kids.

It's well known fact that, parties like this, was the source of all the gossips of the world. You can cover the entire syllabus of business world, politics including the private life's of anyone belonged there.
And now, it's my turn, I guess.

Mrs. Khurana - " Not at all Mrs. Huda.
Mr. Shekhavat aur Mrs. Shekhavat toh batchmates the. As far I remember they were in love. Abhiram ne toh apne Dad ke khilaf jaake Nirmala se shaadi ki thi..."

Easily my name got ruled out as she let the others remember the decade old contract marriage turning my mom's face to pale.

Wow... Great shot Mrs. Khurana.
It is not everyday you get to see Mrs. Shekhavat like this. No one can change their not so pure past. She knew it.

Mrs. Shah - " Isiliye unhone apne 60% shares unke chote bete Ajayram ke naam kiya tha aur aaj bhi Shekhavat Entertainments Ajay..... "

There...there...the oldest wound of Shekhavats getting soaked. It sounded like adding a truth of ghee into the blazing fire.
( Lagta he is kahani ke aadhe secrets toh yahi log kholdenge...Kyun Writer Saheba? )
Ofcourse, my mouth is not sealed.

Rishika cutting her words,
" Mrs. Shah, aap shayad recent news bahot kam dekhti he. Pichle do saal se poora Shekhavat Ent. Main aur Mera chota bhai Rajveer sambhal rahe..."

My voice almost made Mrs. Shah spill her drinks in fear... before I could smash her little idiot head with some precious jade vase someone licked my hand and interrupted us.

Zoon Grover

Rishika - " Zoon.. "
I caressed her hairs with love... forgetting all the drams surrounding me...
This little bundle of joy is important to me...

Nirmala - " Feed her something RK. Bachchi ko bhook lagi hogi..."
She added not before gazing fondly at her.
Why not, Zoon was her favourite after her dear son in law.

Rishika - " Sure Mom..."
I walked out with Zoon leaving all the stress to My Mom to handle.

I bet, Shah's are gonna lose a huge project with us in future.

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Zoon and our liddol Boon...
These two usually occupy my time other than our business. Being married to a Small Screen Star actor have many pros and cons. Unable to afford Children is one of them.

Naveen - " Tumhare kuttonko khilane ke program khatam hogaya toh khud bhi kuch khaya jaaye?..."
He just hopped between my quality time with them...
He just loves to disturb my peace.

Rishika - " Come again!!..."
I threw few leftovers on him... for using that word.

Naveen - " Yuck... kitni baar kaha he ki yeh kuttowala khana mujhpe feka na kar..."
He tried to clean his branded back shirt...

Rishika - " aur maine kitni baar kaha he ki mere bachchonko kutta na bulaya kar..."

I glared at him...planning to cut his tongue. I donno why his words always triggers my emotions. Every single time he corrupts the tranquility of my mind bringing chaos in there and forces me to act like some Teenage girl on her period.

Naveen joined his hands,
" Sorry maate. Ab aap Chalke apne khana grahan karengi toh meharbani hogi. Mujhe baaki kaam bhi toh karni he.."

Rishika - " Baaki kaam? Naveen, tum mere PA ho naa ki mere Chote Bhai ke. Stop pampering him and protecting his wife. Uske khudke staffs he. "

I let out a sigh... He never forgets to keep his both eyes on my brother and his family. Me and my work responsibilities are not enough to busy his life?

Naveen - " Staff toh staff hote he na ! Hum dono toh bachpan ke yaar he. Karan aur Arjun he.
Uska khayal rakhna toh meri zimmedari he aur Naina toh meri..."

Rishika - " Tumhari behan jaisi he. Aur uska beta Rihaan tumhara banja jaisa. Uske ghar ke out house tumhara Ghar jaisa he aur uske ghar ke dal chawal tumhare liye Amrit saman he... right?..."
I continued his emotional talks knowing his year old speech....

Naveen - " Ishi bro... tum toh such mein meri Classmate, benchmate aur heartmate ho. Mere dil ki awas tujhe Kaise pata chal jaata he?..."

See, this is the side effect of employing your almost bestfriend, second love and junior. He listens me completely and in end acts what his heart wishes. Damn, I'm the boss here. I should act like one...

But, his over acting not yet all changed my mood... except a small root of desire travelling all down my heart to kiss his unstoppable mouth.
Fuck!!!
Control RK...

Rishika - " College mein tum mere junior the. Remember! So we are not benchmate...aur woh...
haan.... classmate...."
My irritated voice left not effect on his over excitedself.

Naveen - " That means you are agreeing that we are heart mates!... Ouch...Ishi Yaar..."
He kept his hand on his heart slightly falling on my shoulders startling the sleepy Boon...

I almost kicked his butt,
" Don't call me that. It's RK.
Jaavo...Jake check Karo ki Karan ready hua ki nahi. He was planning to dance on Mom's favourite song. Usko batadena ki Chote bhaiyya pahunchuke he. He can start his show now..."

Naveen - " Yes RK..." saluting me, he went back to the hall not before muttering,

" saale ko Dayan se itna pyaar tha toh unse shaadi kyun nahi ki..."

Rishika - " Yeh ladka poora ka poora pagal he.."
I scratched behind Boon's ear earning a wet kiss from her.

Soon, Zoon nudged me asking me to show her around as she was getting bored.

It's time to watch another drama I guess.
You see, Mrs. Choti Shekhavat is here with her puppy.

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I'm not going to mention those cliche things which held me back from updating here. Everyone is busy with their own life and so I am.
That's enough explaination I guess.

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Nandu ❤️