Starting a new story... hope u like it... it is a total work of ficition. (Limited chapters only I will write, as after sometime stories reach saturation point). Words of appreciation motivates a write to write more.
Chapter 1... Introduction.
Manjuri and Rakesh were married for many years now. Manjuri was working in a Tours and Travel company, and was in a senior position. Rakesh was a CEO of a multinational company. They both were married for long now. They were college lovers. Manjuri was in her late 40s. She was a chain smoker, but had an aura about her. She did not like to color her hairs, as she felt aging is an art. She had a thin layer of grey hair. She had an oval face, and her smile was something which would take away anyone's heart. She must be 5'5 in height, her thighs were little broader. Her stomach was almost flat, but had an inch of some fat. She generally wore Saree, as she was at senior level mist of her work was for meetings extra. Her hairs were short, but in a bob cut fashion. She looked very articulate in her looks. Manjuri was mother of two kids. Her daughter was married and settled abroad. Her name was Shivani. Shivani was a cabin crew, working in one of the very famous airlines, her husband was an American pilot. They both had a daughter. Shivani was an intelligent, and self made lady. Manjuri and Rakesh really loved their daughter. She was more responsible one. She was sexy hot and modern.
Manjuri's son Sandy. Sandy was completely opposite to Shivani. He was spoil brat. His parents, Specially Manjuri was to always compare him with Shivani. Manjuri's problem was that for world she was sweet and nice lady, but when she was to loose contrl she was to go beyond control. She would loose control, and at times insult and humilate other person to such an extend that he would not be able to rise again. Manjuri's expectation from Sandy were too many, she never made an effort to know him what he wants. Sandy who had somehow completed his MBA, had develop this hatred againt his parents. Constant comparision and constant insutls had made him feel unwanted. He not only had developed jealousy against his sister, but he had develop grudge against his mother. Sandy had developed friendship with some antisocial guys. Gulab Bhai was a local goon, and a friend of Sandy. Gulab was drug addict, womaniser , alcoholic extra. He was working for a local political party, and his job was to do politics in college. Gulab was friend to Sandy, mostly for his money and alcohol. Sandy loved his company, as he felt powerful when he was with him. Gulab was almost 3-4 years elder than Sandy.
Manjuri, was leaving for some conference out of country. Rakesh was already out of town. Sandy had just finished his MBA and was at home looking for job, or say do notihing.
"I am leaving and will be back in couple of days. But please do go for interview tomorrow, I have spoken to Nikhil, and it will help you. Just seating at home and watching and wasting time in ur mobile wont help u" she said....
As sson as she left, Sandy relaxed. He called his friends.
"Gulab bhai come home, parents are not there" This was not the first time he called his friend home. Whenever his parents would go out of town, he was to call Gulab and his friends for drinks and fun. Sandy parents had purchased this penthouse in one of the porsh locality in Mumbai. Why not someone will love to drink in sucj a big house. Sandy's father was in love with expensive scotchs, and though Manjuri also drank, but she was more of a vodka or wine lover. They knew both their kids drink, and were not upset about it...They were more from an upper middle class setup ..
Gulab brought two girls also with him. Though Sandy was still a virgin, he was not too much into women.
"One of them was his girlfriend, and other was his friend. Gulab just wanted to show them big porsh house.
Four of them had just had couple of pegs, and Gulab was kisisng his girl friend, that Sandy heard someone unlocking the door, before he could react, it was Manjuri. Manjuri's flight got cancelled, and due to which she had to come back. Seeing Gulab, and girls, she lost her cool.
"what is this going on Sandy, what he hack. This is whatu do behind our backs calling these type of people." Manjuri went on and on and on. She had completely lost her cool. She could not control her emotions. She was unfazed but she could not control her emotions. She was continuing to insult, both Gulab and Sandy.
"You are such a low class guy, sometimes I doubt that u r my son or not...." and finally she slapped Sandy......................But Manjuri realized that she had not done a good thing. She immediately apoloised to him. But damage was done... Gulab and his friends quietly moved out of the house, but Sandy could never forget this insult...He did not speak, but just rushed to his room.
"Bitch, I will teach you lesson" he said murmoring in his mouth. He wanted to leave home , but Gulab's message stopped him.
"I am sorry buddy, I hve not mind anything, for me it never happened".. Gulab who had sent this message, but inside he had something else in his mind, "She was an item man" he was masturbating thing about Manjuri......
Manjuri was not aware, that her own son was now planting a revegne against her, to humiliate her or insult her. He did not have nothing specifi in his mind. But this insult had aggrivated sense of revenge inside him....
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Chapter 1... Introduction.
Manjuri and Rakesh were married for many years now. Manjuri was working in a Tours and Travel company, and was in a senior position. Rakesh was a CEO of a multinational company. They both were married for long now. They were college lovers. Manjuri was in her late 40s. She was a chain smoker, but had an aura about her. She did not like to color her hairs, as she felt aging is an art. She had a thin layer of grey hair. She had an oval face, and her smile was something which would take away anyone's heart. She must be 5'5 in height, her thighs were little broader. Her stomach was almost flat, but had an inch of some fat. She generally wore Saree, as she was at senior level mist of her work was for meetings extra. Her hairs were short, but in a bob cut fashion. She looked very articulate in her looks. Manjuri was mother of two kids. Her daughter was married and settled abroad. Her name was Shivani. Shivani was a cabin crew, working in one of the very famous airlines, her husband was an American pilot. They both had a daughter. Shivani was an intelligent, and self made lady. Manjuri and Rakesh really loved their daughter. She was more responsible one. She was sexy hot and modern.
Manjuri's son Sandy. Sandy was completely opposite to Shivani. He was spoil brat. His parents, Specially Manjuri was to always compare him with Shivani. Manjuri's problem was that for world she was sweet and nice lady, but when she was to loose contrl she was to go beyond control. She would loose control, and at times insult and humilate other person to such an extend that he would not be able to rise again. Manjuri's expectation from Sandy were too many, she never made an effort to know him what he wants. Sandy who had somehow completed his MBA, had develop this hatred againt his parents. Constant comparision and constant insutls had made him feel unwanted. He not only had developed jealousy against his sister, but he had develop grudge against his mother. Sandy had developed friendship with some antisocial guys. Gulab Bhai was a local goon, and a friend of Sandy. Gulab was drug addict, womaniser , alcoholic extra. He was working for a local political party, and his job was to do politics in college. Gulab was friend to Sandy, mostly for his money and alcohol. Sandy loved his company, as he felt powerful when he was with him. Gulab was almost 3-4 years elder than Sandy.
Manjuri, was leaving for some conference out of country. Rakesh was already out of town. Sandy had just finished his MBA and was at home looking for job, or say do notihing.
"I am leaving and will be back in couple of days. But please do go for interview tomorrow, I have spoken to Nikhil, and it will help you. Just seating at home and watching and wasting time in ur mobile wont help u" she said....
As sson as she left, Sandy relaxed. He called his friends.
"Gulab bhai come home, parents are not there" This was not the first time he called his friend home. Whenever his parents would go out of town, he was to call Gulab and his friends for drinks and fun. Sandy parents had purchased this penthouse in one of the porsh locality in Mumbai. Why not someone will love to drink in sucj a big house. Sandy's father was in love with expensive scotchs, and though Manjuri also drank, but she was more of a vodka or wine lover. They knew both their kids drink, and were not upset about it...They were more from an upper middle class setup ..
Gulab brought two girls also with him. Though Sandy was still a virgin, he was not too much into women.
"One of them was his girlfriend, and other was his friend. Gulab just wanted to show them big porsh house.
Four of them had just had couple of pegs, and Gulab was kisisng his girl friend, that Sandy heard someone unlocking the door, before he could react, it was Manjuri. Manjuri's flight got cancelled, and due to which she had to come back. Seeing Gulab, and girls, she lost her cool.
"what is this going on Sandy, what he hack. This is whatu do behind our backs calling these type of people." Manjuri went on and on and on. She had completely lost her cool. She could not control her emotions. She was unfazed but she could not control her emotions. She was continuing to insult, both Gulab and Sandy.
"You are such a low class guy, sometimes I doubt that u r my son or not...." and finally she slapped Sandy......................But Manjuri realized that she had not done a good thing. She immediately apoloised to him. But damage was done... Gulab and his friends quietly moved out of the house, but Sandy could never forget this insult...He did not speak, but just rushed to his room.
"Bitch, I will teach you lesson" he said murmoring in his mouth. He wanted to leave home , but Gulab's message stopped him.
"I am sorry buddy, I hve not mind anything, for me it never happened".. Gulab who had sent this message, but inside he had something else in his mind, "She was an item man" he was masturbating thing about Manjuri......
Manjuri was not aware, that her own son was now planting a revegne against her, to humiliate her or insult her. He did not have nothing specifi in his mind. But this insult had aggrivated sense of revenge inside him....
t b c
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