Hruday sighed as he hailed the cab and asked the driver to drive towards Love=Food. It was one thirty in the afternoon and he was dead tired. After a tiring journey from Darjeeling to New Delhi and a business meeting with two of his corporate associates, the young businessman was truly tired. All he wanted was to go back to Anvesha’s place and sleep. However, when his sister had asked him to attend a lunch and meet her boyfriend because she had to conduct the live debate at night and hence, dinner was not feasible, Hruday could not deny. In the morning, he visited his sister’s new studio apartment for the first time and he found her residence cute. She had shifted to her little apartment six months ago and he was quite busy to visit her in that time span.
Anvesha, on the other hand, had reached at Love=Food, the cozy restaurant that was truly close to her heart, after all, it was the first place where she met her adorable boyfriend. She was out from her office overAdhyayan was beyond angry. He tried calling Anvesha again and again but his girlfriend, who was herself in a trance did not receive the call and switched her phone off. He was shocked as he wondered what went wrong. As far as he remembered, he had proposed his lovely girlfriend to get married while never in his dreams could he think of the incomprehensible response from Anvesha’s side.Anvesha could sense her dreams shattering in a second with the word ‘marriage’. Sitting inside the cab with her brother, she instructed the driver to drop her at the Film City, Noida first and then drop her brother at her housing society.She wondered she was just twenty five and not ready to get married when an inner voice mocked her, “You will be soon turning twenty six next week”.“But I am still a kid. I cannot handle any responsibilities that come with marriage”, she thought as she mentally answered her inner conscience.
It was ten at night when Anvesha came back home. Her weekdays were really hectic since the day she was conducting the live debate at prime time, from eight to nine at night. After getting the promotion, Anvesha indeed, had the huge set of responsibilities on her shoulders.Her colleagues and her seniors had appreciated about her code of conduct and staunch professionalism along with unbiased opinions, as she was able to maintain decorum in the live political debates without insulting any expert. She was really happy as her show was getting desirable response and the viewership of her channel was shooting up at the prime time.Feeling tired yet contended, she reached her studio apartment and knocked. She felt home after so many years as she realized there was someone who was waiting for her, after all, her elder brother had not even eaten the dinner yet. She felt grateful to have a wonderful brother who was awake for her late at night despite being tired.A smile
A smile crept on his bow-shaped lips that woke up every cell of his body, as Adhyayan came out from the Jolly Grant Airport. Hailing the cab, he took a deep breath feeling the crisp, fresh air early in the morning which promised new beginnings and smoothness in his life.It was seven thirty in the morning and Adhyayan was enjoying the natural sensation of cool air that brought tingles in his body. A wave of sentimental memories hit him as he remembered the good old days when he would trek on the Old Mussoorie Road with his father and enjoyed his mother’s delicacies with the evening tea while watching the sun setting behind the Mussoorie Hills. With a smile plastered on his face, the celebrity chef was drowned in his own world as he yearned to relive those sweet memories he had with his family.As a child, Adhyayan enjoyed the road trips to Delhi or Uttar Pradesh because of a dark tunnel on the outskirts of the city in Mohand forests wherein he could shout and hoot wi
Passing through the stunning lawn of his house, Adhyayan was greeted by the spellbinding fragrance of myriads of colorful flowers blooming all over the garden welcoming him home, his own sweet home. Adhyayan smiled as he saw his father standing at the doorstep with a huge smile plastered on his face. The dam of unshed tears broke as the father-son duo hugged each other. Their hug was truly an epitome of affection and longing for each other as it signified a plethora of overwhelming emotions despite no words were spoken yet.The retired brigadier was overwhelmed with a newly-found energy as he engulfed his son in his arms after six years. He wondered why he allowed his ego to overpower their mesmerizing relationship. He smiled in between his happy tears, as he said, “Come on, stop crying and get in.”Adhyayan just smiled as he wiped his father’s tears in response and hugged his mother who was startled by all this commotion.“You are actual
Parisa had a hectic day at school. Thankfully she did not had her coaching classes on the weekends. She had lots of homework and notes to complete. Cursing the system of education, she entered her house and walked to the kitchen. It was her daily routine to enter the kitchen and ask her mother about lunch. However, the sight of the dining table and no one in the kitchen shocked her to the core. She rushed to her mother and got a shocking news.The lunch at the Joshis was truly an elaborated feast. With a plethora of scrumptious dishes arranged enticingly on the dining table and an alluring aroma of mouthwatering meals, the Joshi house radiated warmth of family after a long time.Adhyayan was dead tired after traveling early in the morning and then, cooking a five-course lunch for his family but his happiness had no bounds. He was in his bedroom reminiscing his beautiful memories with a satisfactory smile plastered on his face when his sister barged into the room.Thro
Disappointed at the turn of events and with a hope to reduce the guilt of her father, Parisa said, “Papa, she is a journalist. She connected the dots really well and it was she who asked to me to talk to you because she could not see bhaiya suffering.” Turning towards Adhyayan, she continued, “And bhaiya, I know Papa spoke something which was not meant to be spoken but now I want you to keep aside the differences for once”.Adhyayan sighed as he said, “So, Papa do you like her?” with a smile on his face. He was too shocked to react. He was bit disappointed in himself and his father but at the same time, he knew he wanted a family.As his father looked at him with shock and guilt, Adhyayan said, “I want you all. It is been long that we are together as a family and I want to cherish it. Papa, you tried to protect our reputation and most importantly you were not aware that I am dating Anvesha.”Gulping a sip of water,
It was sharp twelve at night when Adhyayan dialed Anvesha’s caller ID. It was Saturday and Anvesha had turned twenty-six. He smiled as he felt blessed to have a perfect girl in his life. It had been a week since he had returned from his hometown. He surely missed his sister and his mother with whom he had spent his weekend after six long years.He was a bit upset with his father but he tried not to think about the old man. A smile crept on his face as he remembered the excited version of Anvesha who chirped like a school girl when he narrated about his bike ride to the hilltop at Mussoorie with his sister on Sunday. As a token of gratitude, Adhyayan had decided to surprise Anvesha on her birthday. He had baked her favorite cake and had ordered her favorite roses. He was standing outside her apartment to make sure she feels special on her birthday.Anvesha was not picking up the phone. He had purposely avoided to ring the doorbell at night as he did not wa
“Hello, Have you reached?” Adhyayan questioned as he received the call from his father. He had instructed his employees to conduct the event flawlessly as it was a business lunch at his restaurant. A flair of anxiety, fear and uncertainty crept on his face as his heart began to thump really fast. It was a Saturday morning and his parents were arriving at his place with an agenda to talk with Anvesha’s parents and finalize the engagement of the couple.“Yes, we are at the airport”, Mr. Hari Prakash Joshi answered back as soon as he heard his son’s voice. He sighed as he realized today he was going to meet The Chatterjee family to fix his son’s engagement with Anvesha. He mentally prayed that the things should end up desirably because he knew he would have to face his son’s wrath in case of any unforeseen circumstance.Adhyayan picked up his car’s keys and said, “Wait, I am just coming to pick you up. Don&rsqu