Sunday, September 23, 2007

There is no class as pitiably and wretched as that which possesses money and nothing else.

- Andrew Carnegie

Money speaks…so they say and so was true for Mark Jenning. Extremely and awfully moneyed at the subtle age of 25, he sure had an entourage of clearly brainless and unmistakably dimwitted shams who were just in it for the more than obvious opulent reasons… and those he called friends… he knew he had no real friends but was gracious and kind enough to those there were at all…he also knew he had no other choice…

With so much to spend, life couldn’t be less controversial…the daily new Yorker, e- buzz, celeb shows, you name it and they all named him…

The easy route to success being heir to one of the richest fortune in the world ironically came with a price…the gruesome price of hypocrisy. Mark could never well deal with the diplomatic demands that came with the job of running an empire. A job most would die or kill for.

However Mark was quite domineering as far as his work was concerned. If you worked for Mark Jennings, you had the best pay and the worst job satisfaction guaranteed.

In a nutshell work was his life and life was incomplete.

That was when Mark met Natasha. As vulnerable as he was at this point in his life, he fell head over heels in love with this striking red head. Not only was she an arresting beauty, she was as wise as a serpent and as clever as a fox. Of course Mark couldn’t see beyond the hazel nut eyes and the ideal display of pseudo affection.

Crafty as she was, she took no time in flaunting off her new found love interest and declaring to the social scoopers that Mark Jenning was no longer *Available.*

Mark in turn was more than happy to finally have someone whom he could trust and confide in. Little did he expect how things would turn out in the end.

Company policy counseled complete confidentiality as far as the matters within the board were concerned and Mark understood this better than anybody else. That is why it piqued his interest when Natasha slyly asked him to include her in the company beneficiaries. Not that it was completely out of place for her to ask, by this time Mark had proposed marriage and everyone who read the papers or watched even a teeny bit of television knew, but when work was concerned Mark knew no exceptions. Of course he would have included her himself but the idea of her asking and taking such a keen interest, two days after he’d proposed seemed kind of strange to him. It was then that the world knew tragedy had struck the newly engaged and most talked about couple in New York City.

Apparently Natasha was in a road accident involving a hit and run. She oddly couldn’t identify either the license plate or even the make and model of the car. She had a hand and a foot in plaster, but not a single scratch on her beautiful face after an almost ‘run over’ mishap. Popularity soared for Mark and Natasha and the whole of New York was sympathizing with the would be weds.

It was in the midst of all this drama and excitement that ‘Jenning Group of Companies’ announced a new member of board and beneficiary.

Natasha and Mark were to be married in two weeks. Preparations and planning were in full swing! The best of everything was how the wedding was being organized. The hype surrounding the ceremony to be was far exceeding the governmental change in New York. The gleaming couple could be seen in all kinds of celebrity shows sharing their excitement about their exuberant future plans and honeymooning destinations.

On the wedding day amongst the festivities, the security of the palatial grounds of the Jennings household was on high alert. The guest list included bigwigs from all fields and turfs. Rock stars, actors, politicians. It seemed more of a who’s who gathering than a wedding party.

As the bride stepped out in her stunning ‘Swarovski Studded Gucci Gown’, a vision in champagne and bronze, every woman’s envy no one was quite noticing Mark have a last word with his head of security.

The ceremony was in progress and just as the priest announced them man and wife, there was a dazzling display of fire crackers. Everyone’s eyes where on the fire filled sky. There was but one guest who quietly slipped away unnoticed, in the middle of the show. The next thing that everyone saw….

Was the champagne coloured gown drenched in red and Mark kneeling down holding a motionless Natasha in his arms. The shock of it all was unbelievable!!!

‘Natasha Jenning’ had been murdered, shot point blank in the head just minutes after she took her vows! The media went ballistic with the news and flashed a traumatized and broken Mark Jennings on all the news channels of the country. Investigation turned out nothing. The murder was as well planned as a Jennings company policy. All the guests at the wedding where held under inquiry but cleared soon after. There was absolutely nothing to look for in the case. It was all over and done with!

Weeks later life resumed back to normal and people seemed to be gagging on to business and politics as usual. Mark was still in the news, but regarding his business rather than his romantic decisions. Jenning group of companies was now merging with the multinational giant Acron, and what everyone was interested to know was that who would be leading the newfound JENCRON Group. It was all a matter of share holding. Acron had infact acquired a fifty percent share holding of the company with the help of some deceiving board member who sold out their shares for promises of more appealing opportunities! Mark had originally owned fifty percent of the company but with the addition of Natasha, the new share holder earlier he had owned forty percent giving ten percent of the company to her.

Tragedy struck, as Mark already was, the last thing people wanted to see was him losing out on his company too. But soon they where glad to know that the company wasn’t being taken over; instead a merger was on its way. Apparently Natasha had died as a Jenning and before her marriage to Mark as a romantic gesture or more of a gesture to make Mark trust her she had signed off her share of the company to him, if the worst came to worst. She obviously didn’t expect for that to happen so soon and obviously not before she sold off her share to Acron.

She was naïve enough to hide the deal papers within the folds of her wedding gown and let mark stumble upon them while he was secretly planting a diamond necklace to go with the dress, a day before the wedding.

So Mark now getting into a merger was not so thrilled about it but at least satisfied about the fact that he didn’t lose the only thing he ever really cherished. In a nutshell work was his life and life was incomplete

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

TODAY

There are days

There are the good ones,

There are the bad ones

This one’s worse…

You ever have something missing? Something lost?

I guess there are some things you just can’t do without at a point of time.

Some habits you just cant get rid off and even if you do you’re never satisfied.

Sometimes memory takes you back to a place, in a time where you had it all and as cruel as the mind can be it brings you back in a jiffy to now and reality.

So today is not just one of those days. Today is really out of place, out of time and in the middle of nowhere.

Today is worse because it takes me to my happy place. To memories that make me happy and smile and then brings me back to this stupid place, where quite a lot of it is lost and I can’t even cry…

Thursday, September 6, 2007


I don’t know quite what it is that I really like about this cover. It just makes me somewhat dreamy and takes me far far away…it might not be so extraordinary but I still really like it…