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Suns and Lovers.


"How could you do this to me, Father? I am your son...your goddamned son, for Heaven's sake!"  Kumar Singh bellowed at the patriarch of the Singh family.

Staggering around in a drunken stupor,  the first-born, heir apparent raved and ranted as his senior looked on, quietly. He had predicted this outcome; his decision to hand over his entire business empire to Mukund Rathod was sure to ruffle quite a few feathers.

"You find that goddamned Mukund more deserving than me, haan?  That penniless, good-for-nothing son of a servant gets to take over your estate, and what do I get? To play his bloody butler!? Good Lord!"  he howled.

Hurling his glass at the wall, he spun around to hold his father by the shoulders. Shaking him vigorously, Kumar glared at the old man with hatred in his eyes and a thousand questions in his mind. His anger, bordering on insanity, was enough to cause panic, but the old man held his own.

Calm and collected, he gripped his son's wrists and pushed him away, taking the young man by surprise. Then, turning a steely gaze at him, the father finally spoke in a tone so cold, it sent shivers down the young man's spine.

"Mukund is NOT a "goddamned son of a servant". He is my son. From Savitri, the one who you think is the servant. And, he is the rightful heir of all that I own. And, THAT is final! Do you understand?" 

So saying, the owner of the Singh empire walked out of his son's room, out of the world he had built for his family,  towards the love that now awaited him.


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Today's prompt for the Day 6 at BarAThon was quite a bit tough to work on. Maybe that's why I took the entire day to come up with something! But, I am glad I could manage to come up with something, at least! 

Today's prompt: Suns and Lovers. And the corresponding sin: Greed.






Comments

  1. That must be a shocker for the son. Loved your crisp writing 😊

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  2. aww... that's a story I would love to see more of (from either end - before this moment and after)

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  3. Three cheers for the old man. I hate the sense of entitlement that sons are born with.

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    1. Yeah, Tulika! They take it for granted that they stand to inherit every penny their parents have made...serves them right when they don't! :)

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  4. So now the son has 2 reasons to hate his father. Question - who is Rathod? Are all Rathods here?

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    1. Hehehe....no, Anamika! Not all are Rathods, they are all Singhs! Rathod is the illegitimate child of Singh Senior! :P

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  5. In the end I was like "Hawwwww"
    Some daily soap ka scene I could imagine...
    Super narration

    Click Here to see what Mrs. Dash Says

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    1. Hehehe...yes, DeeDee...daily soap ka scene hi hai! :P

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