It’s All In A Name {Finale}

Bhavya and I love to write fiction. We attempted to write stories based on words on every day in April, and it was fun. For a few days of the Ultimate Blog Challenge in July, we are again trying to write fiction, but this time, we are keeping the name of the central character the same. This is Part 6, and the final part of the series. The character name is Elizabeth.

Previous Parts: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5


Elizabeth spoke about her dream, the launch of a record of English songs, written by a new songwriter, put to tune by him or another new face in music, and of course, sung by someone new to the industry. She spoke with passion, one that moved Faiza and Rishabh to believe in her project as much as she did. But Javed wasn’t hearing a word. His mind was elsewhere.

“Sparrow. Is she Peter’s wife, or sister maybe? Sparrow isn’t a common surname, is it? Maybe I should check the telephone directory. There could be other Sparrows too. Maybe she might not be related at all. Don’t panic.”

It was a pinch that got him back to the studio, a hard one on his back by Faiza who was sitting next to him. He jumped at that, and the two women laughed seeing that.

“Welcome back, Javed. Good to know you are already dreaming of the project’s success,” Elizabeth said with a wink.

Javed pulled at his collar, suddenly feeling himself go red and warm. But he smiled, and said a quick sorry.

“Elizabeth, how do you plan to invest in the record? I mean finance-wise. Surely you have some number in your mind.”

He had expected Elizabeth to react with anger, and say it is none of his business, but to his surprise, her demeanor didn’t change.

“Please. Call me Liz. And to answer your doubt, I do not have a number in mind at present. I’m blessed to have been born into, and married into money. My husband’s company XLEnt Technologies makes a bundle, and I spend it on a life of luxury. Well, you could say this is my luxury.”

It had taken all the willpower he could muster for Javed not to jump up again in panic. But Faiza had noticed that something was bothering him.

“I think Javed needs some fresh air. We’ll go outside for a bit. You two continue making plans,” she said, standing up. Javed thankfully followed suit.

“What is the matter, Javed?”

“I can’t tell you just yet. I need to think of it. Could you offer them my apologies? I need to be alone for a bit.”

Javed had walked off before Faiza could protest. But she let him.

“If I tell her, she’ll be hurt. The project will be scrapped and Faiza will be disappointed. If she separates with Peter, I’ll be fired too. But if I don’t tell her, she’ll not know her “generous” husband is two-timing her. And I’ve to work with her too. I can’t morally do right to someone who’s sponsoring a dream. Even if the dream just came into my life. What do I do? What do I do?”

He spent that night, sleepless. The next morning, he dropped by the studio. He wasn’t surprised to see Elizabeth still around. She had sounded that serious about her dream.

“Javed! Hope you are feeling better. Faiza told us you were feeling woozy and had to walk it off.”

Javed just nodded.

“If you’ve come to see Rishabh, you just missed him. He got a call from someone and had to leave for a bit.”

“Er… actually, I was hoping… hoping to run into you,” replied Javed, an unusual anxiety cropping up in his voice.

“Me? Whatever for? Don’t tell me. You wanted to see a statement of my account to verify my investment, right?”

Her casual tone immediately put him at ease.

“Er… no. It’s more of a personal matter.”

“No Javed. I cannot go on a date with you. Faiza won’t forgive me!”

He almost laughed, but stopped himself in time.

“I work for your husband’s company!” he blurted out before she could interrupt.

She looked confused, and he continued.

“I recently joined XLEnt. Your husband… he hired me for the vacant HR position.”

“Oh! You’re the one who has replaced Nina. Nice girl she was. Tell me, does he still do the secretary every chance he gets?”

The confused look had gone from her face to Javed’s just then.

“That’s why you came to see me, isn’t it? Well, you don’t have to. I’m glad you chose to tell me, but I already knew. That’s why I’ve filed for a divorce.”

“But you said the investment came from his earnings!”

Elizabeth laughed at that.

“Well of course, my friend. He has to compensate me for the trauma I’ve been through, right? I walked in on them doing it. That’s why Nina was fired, poor girl. He blamed her for not keeping me occupied with girl talk for long enough. He sets the heights for stupidity, Peter does.”

Javed nodded, agreeing to that.

“Well, let me not keep you. Peter will be wondering where his HR officer is. Call Faiza, if you haven’t already. She was worried. And I can’t have my lead singer worried, can I?”

Now that was news to Javed, and he smiled. His song, to be sung by his future wife… that sounded heavenly.

When he entered the office, he noticed Anamika wasn’t at her desk. He knew where to find her of course. When he barged into Peter’s office, she was on her back as usual.

“I’m sure you can find someone on short notice, as soon as you come out of Anamika. I quit!” he said, and walked out. Looking back, he saw the door still open and neither of them had bothered to get up and close it.

He was sure the record project would be successful. Between Rishabh and him, they could produce wonderful lyrics and tunes. And Faiza’s voice was amazing. He had heard her one day at a rehearsal for some function in her old college. And then there was Elizabeth, their friend and benefactor. Almost god-like.

He realized the wedding would have to be put on hold for a while. That he hadn’t a clue what lay ahead for him. But the previous night, he had decided that any money coming from Peter was dirty money, especially when he was going to be working with Liz. As he headed to meet the group at the studio, there was only one thing worrying him.

“How do I convince Ammi about this?”

But there was a smile on his face again. He believed. And both those things, like his name, was eternal.

~~ THE END ~~

(13th July 2014)

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Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

8 thoughts on “It’s All In A Name {Finale}”

  1. Quite an apt ending to a very different story from you. Hard to see protagonists like Javed in times like these where integrity is the first casualty of the material world we live in.

    • I know! That’s why I wanted Javed to not be after money so much, he’d be willing to adjust with Peter any more. He did initially of course.

      Glad you felt the ending was apt, Jairam. Thanks! 🙂

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