On a Chrysanthemum Carpet – Conclusion Version 3


The story thus far was set in Dhapewada by the Chandrabhaga River – where 2 star crossed lovers? were to meet – Kanta and Chandrakanta.  To read the story – click here ….. On a Chrysanthemum Carpet

And this how the story wound forward…..

In Bangalore

She was known as Ujwala and Prakash’s daughter.

He was known by the road named after his grandfather.

Her legacy was a tennis.    …. His legacy was an empire.

At 17 she started her career as an unknown face in a notorious industry.  ….   At 17 he was appearing for his O levels.

She introduced him to a fab and fitter lifestyle.  …… She upped his glam quotient. ….. He gave her the tag of a GF.

He is rumored to have picked the tab on her plush house.

She was devoted to him. He made no attempts to curb his flamboyant lifestyle.

She was born abroad and lived in India all her life. …….. He was born in India and lived abroad all his life.

She was demure grounded and simple. ….. About him everything was larger than life and opulent.

Yet they stuck together much to the wonder and  amazement of their detractors.

It had to be a past life connect they said. …… They both scoffed at such silly comments.

Until that noon at the Ouija Board by the infinity pool. …….. What was supposed to be a fun game took a turn for the serious

She was a head turner in a stunning  white Cavalli tankini. …….. The wine and breeze had made him heady.

He had to make her his ………………….today …………now  ……………….right here at this very moment.

As if on cue she turned her head towards him acknowledging his urgency. …… And then the crowd went quiet……………..

As the board spun the compelling tale of the couple by the chrysanthemum patch near the Chandrabhaga river.

Of unfulfilled desires………..and a crushed youth…………of dreams and passion and desires………

Being the largest orange farmer in Vidarbha………….there was no way Patangarao bhau would have agreed to Chandrakant’s wish.

It was just a whim………….a flight of fancy……………. he would soon get over her.

But he took his very life at the spot Kanta was buried alive, hanging himself  along with the oranges ripe for picking.

A farmer’s suicide…………is all that the papers reported.

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