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Dear All, rewriting this story. Reason for it is this, I had lost the plot. Also, manytimes stories become boring, and creative mind need some break to rethink the plot. I always believe that it not the action, but events leading upto action, which makes the story powerful. Hence I have decided to only write limited chapters, this way stories dont become boring. This story again is a work of fiction, please read it for entertainment purpose only. Comments always inspire person to keep evolving....
Chapter 1. Introduction
Kavitha was divorced. She was working in a national insurance company. She was a Tamilian South Indian lady, but her complexion was fare. Her husband had left her, when she was in her late twenties. Since then she had worked to bring her son up. Her son Arun. She had a love marriage, and she got married to one of his college friends. She was from a conservative family. Getting married to someone other than her community, had lead to mazor backlash. She ranaway to another city, with her husband, and things initially work out perfect, but then slowly things had gone out of control, as reality hit both of them. It did not take them time to realize that for everlasting love, you need money also. She was an intelligent lady, and had cracked the entrance for job in leading insurance company, and had joined in as a PA. Her husband soon turned into alcoholism, and after few years she decided to leave him and since then her life had been a struggle. Arun had features of his father, he was tall, handsome, but extremely low in confidence. Kavitha being a single mom, faced many challenges, but she had developed an image of very strict and strong lady. Her this image, ensured that people kept a distance from her. Arun, though was young when they got divorced had developed a less self confidence in his life. Kavitha had taken transfer to a smaller town, in South India only. She was no 44 year old. Her brother who was the only one who suppored her was to also stay in the same place, she felt it be beeter to be there then anywhere else. Though she had lost in touch with her other family members. Her son Arun, had grown up into a fine young man. Kavitha generally was to wear saree in her regular life. It was long she had done makeup. She had dedicated her life to her son. But it was not as if she had no desire. She always wanted to have a romantic, and wild lover. But she could not. She was to secretely chat online, to bring out her secret desire. But these desires were secret only. But as her son was growing up, her favorite time pass had also become extinct. She was known as Behen ji in her office. Arun, had just completed his graduation, and he was looking for some good admission for post graduation , and had appeared for MBA. He got selected in one of the courses in Delhi. Delhi was far off from Kavitha's place, and she honestly did not want him to let go. But Arun was adamant. He was brought up in a very protective environment, and he wanted a break. Kavitha was not really knowing anyone in Delhi. So she posted in her college chat group.
"My son has got admission in Delhi, anyone of you can help?" she messaged. She was a silent member of the group. She was quite flamboyant in her college. None of them responded. After couple of days she recieved a message from someone.
"Kavitha, this is Sheetal! rem me?" Kavitha was surprised, and also happy to see her message. Sheetal was very conservative, ugly looking, from very poor family girl in her college. She was struggling financially at that time. She hardly had any friends. Her face was full of pimples, and her dressing sense was very poor. Kavitha was someone who was to make fun of her, but she also did not really interacted with her. She had imagined Sheetal to be that same old Sheetal she had met. Sheetal was basically from northern part of India. Her father was a peon, and she had 5 sisters.
Kavitha took sometime, to wait before responding, but none of her friends or so call friends responded. Kavitha was travelling to North for the first time, and hearing story of Delhi that time, she was not sure to leave her son alone. They had been call for orientation and fees submission. Kavitha requested her brother also, but he refused. He was going through a rough patch at ttime. Both he and his wife were not having babies. He suspected her to have an affair with someone else, and there marriage was at stack. His wife name was Rashika.
Anyways, not getting any response from other friends she reluctantly replied to Sheetal, "Sheetal thank u for your message, sorry was busy in office, let me know when I call"
Little she knew that this was going to change her life forever...
tbc
Chapter 1. Introduction
Kavitha was divorced. She was working in a national insurance company. She was a Tamilian South Indian lady, but her complexion was fare. Her husband had left her, when she was in her late twenties. Since then she had worked to bring her son up. Her son Arun. She had a love marriage, and she got married to one of his college friends. She was from a conservative family. Getting married to someone other than her community, had lead to mazor backlash. She ranaway to another city, with her husband, and things initially work out perfect, but then slowly things had gone out of control, as reality hit both of them. It did not take them time to realize that for everlasting love, you need money also. She was an intelligent lady, and had cracked the entrance for job in leading insurance company, and had joined in as a PA. Her husband soon turned into alcoholism, and after few years she decided to leave him and since then her life had been a struggle. Arun had features of his father, he was tall, handsome, but extremely low in confidence. Kavitha being a single mom, faced many challenges, but she had developed an image of very strict and strong lady. Her this image, ensured that people kept a distance from her. Arun, though was young when they got divorced had developed a less self confidence in his life. Kavitha had taken transfer to a smaller town, in South India only. She was no 44 year old. Her brother who was the only one who suppored her was to also stay in the same place, she felt it be beeter to be there then anywhere else. Though she had lost in touch with her other family members. Her son Arun, had grown up into a fine young man. Kavitha generally was to wear saree in her regular life. It was long she had done makeup. She had dedicated her life to her son. But it was not as if she had no desire. She always wanted to have a romantic, and wild lover. But she could not. She was to secretely chat online, to bring out her secret desire. But these desires were secret only. But as her son was growing up, her favorite time pass had also become extinct. She was known as Behen ji in her office. Arun, had just completed his graduation, and he was looking for some good admission for post graduation , and had appeared for MBA. He got selected in one of the courses in Delhi. Delhi was far off from Kavitha's place, and she honestly did not want him to let go. But Arun was adamant. He was brought up in a very protective environment, and he wanted a break. Kavitha was not really knowing anyone in Delhi. So she posted in her college chat group.
"My son has got admission in Delhi, anyone of you can help?" she messaged. She was a silent member of the group. She was quite flamboyant in her college. None of them responded. After couple of days she recieved a message from someone.
"Kavitha, this is Sheetal! rem me?" Kavitha was surprised, and also happy to see her message. Sheetal was very conservative, ugly looking, from very poor family girl in her college. She was struggling financially at that time. She hardly had any friends. Her face was full of pimples, and her dressing sense was very poor. Kavitha was someone who was to make fun of her, but she also did not really interacted with her. She had imagined Sheetal to be that same old Sheetal she had met. Sheetal was basically from northern part of India. Her father was a peon, and she had 5 sisters.
Kavitha took sometime, to wait before responding, but none of her friends or so call friends responded. Kavitha was travelling to North for the first time, and hearing story of Delhi that time, she was not sure to leave her son alone. They had been call for orientation and fees submission. Kavitha requested her brother also, but he refused. He was going through a rough patch at ttime. Both he and his wife were not having babies. He suspected her to have an affair with someone else, and there marriage was at stack. His wife name was Rashika.
Anyways, not getting any response from other friends she reluctantly replied to Sheetal, "Sheetal thank u for your message, sorry was busy in office, let me know when I call"
Little she knew that this was going to change her life forever...
tbc