"Well. What's the point of worrying over spilt milk. Come on everyone. Dinner is ready" Mrs Agnihotri said "I will help you Mom" Kiara said getting up from the couch and Mrs Agnihotri smiled in return"I will also help" Drishti said for a formality"Oh no!! Please be seated where you are. Don't come anywhere near the kitchen" Mrs Agnihotri said making Drishti pout and the other Agnihotris chuckle"What happened??" Mithran asked"The last time she helped Mom in kitchen she burnt the parathas and ruined the tawa. Ever since then ,Mom doesn't let her near the kitchen" Abhay said "That is because this darpok was distracting me" Drishti put all blame on Siddhu"What did I do. Man!! I wasn't even in the kitchen. I was watching TV" Siddhu said"Yes. You were watching TV. Remember ?? You were watching Friends. And we were supposed to watch it together. You didn't wait for me. Instead you played it distracting me to the extend that I had to come and watch forgetting the paratha" Drishti huf
"Thank god you grew out of your crush D.I shudder imagining you marrying my brother and finally kicking me out of this house" Siddhu said without thinking and the whole atmosphere turned tenseHe looked around and saw Drishti glaring at him and the others looking at him ,each with different expressions."Damn it""Siddhu??" Anjana asked gaping at her son and his bestfriend"Haha. Nice joke. Wasn't it??" Siddhu asked chuckling nervouslyAbhay coughed feeling awkward. Drishti has always been a little sister for him. To hear that she had a crush on him. That too infront of his wife and Drishti's husband. Add to the mix ,Drishti's husband happens to be his best friends. Great!!"Who is going to kill you? Shravan bhai or Kiara bhabhi??Death is starring a double role in front of you D." Siddhu whispered and Drishti glared at him"But your death has a single role Siddharth Agnihotri. And that is ME" Drishti hissed at him"Err...I guess its getting late for Mithran bhai. He seems to be very s
Drishti came out of the shower in her grey shorts and cream colored camisole ,water dripping from her hair.Shravan stared at her and his mouth went dry seeing her half naked form.When will he get used to this?? He thought.How is a man supposed to control himself when his wife walks around looking donwright sexy.He saw her taking a bottle of lotion and poring it onto her palms. She then rubbed her hands together and started applying the lotion on her long legs.Shravan gulped hard. He had maintained a celebate life for 26 years. Even when he was at Harvard ,where casual flings and affairs are a common thing ,he had remained indifferent. That what is it about Drishti that pulls his like a magnetLike a moth to the flame."I'm in love with the shape of you.We push and pull like a magnet doAlthough my heart is falling tooI'm in love with your body" he heard Drishti humming while applying lotion on her swan like neck.Why God?? Why?? Didn't she get any other song to hummShravan gr
Shravan woke up at the steady knock on the door. He stood up from the couch and stretched to relieve his muscles.He looked at the bed and saw Drishti sleeping peacefully snuggling against the fluffly pillow.It could have been you ,a voice in his head reminded himHe heard the knock again. It was 7.30 in the morning.Damn!! He is lateHe opened the door to find Abhay's mom."Goodmorning aunty" Shravan wished"Goodmorning Shravan. Where is Drishti??" "She is sleeping""She can happily sleep through an earthquake. I will wake her up" Anjana said and walked in to wake Drishti up."Drishti. Wake up" "Mmmmm. Five more minutes" she murmered and snuggled more into her pillow."This girl. You can't sleep like this at Shravan's place." Anjana saidShravan scoffed. She very well can. She has been sleeping like a log all the mornings."Drishti get up. Shravan has to go to office.""I'm not going with him" she again mumbled sleepily"It's okay aunty. Let her sleep. I will manage" Shravan said
Shravan walked into the bedroom to see Drishti throwing her phone onto the bed and sighing in relief"What??""Heyy. You are back??" She asked cheerfully making him frown"Why do you look as if you were doing some mischief??" Shravan asked taking off his jacket and loosening his tie"Me?? Innocent little me??" Drishti asked batting her lashes innocentlyShravan shook his head "I will take a shower now" Shravan said and walked towards the washroomAs soon as Shravan was out of sight Drishti moved towards the mirror"Am I so easy to read??" Drishti asked herself turning her face sideways and checking herself in the mirrorHer father ,she could understand. He had been seeing her since she was a baby. How did Shravan understood she was doing mischiefNot that she was hiding anything from Shravan. But she didn't want him to know that she was lying to her parents.Why?? She don't have an answer for that***Drishti examined the refrigirator and found rotis and vegetable kurma. She kept i
The next morning Shravan woke up earlier than his usual time and took a showerHe then shook Drishti awake and she woke up after twenty minutes of protest.They were to go directly to the temple ,so Shravan got ready in the kurta pyjama with a jacket Abhay handed over to him the day before.He felt so uncomfortable in it ,but couldn't say a No when it was from Abhay's mother.Drishti got out of the washroom in her bathrobe and stared at Shravan"You are already dressed?? I thought we could go there and get ready" Drishti said"There's no enough time for that. We have a one hour drive. The morning puja for us is organised for eight and it is to be done before breakfast""Yeah. I know" Drishti said sulkily not particularly liking the idea of puja before breakfast."We can take rest after that. The next puja is in the evening. Around five" Shravan passed on the knowledge he got from Abhay"But I thought I could get ready with the help of Kiara bhabhi once we reach there. I don't know how
The evening pooja got over by five in the evening when Drishti saw another pooja going onShe soon realised it is not exactly a pooja ,but a mass prayer for deceased people.Emotions swamped her as she thought of her Mum and Dad. She still loved them. Abhay who saw the lost look on Drishti's face realised what she was thinking about. After ,he too had lost a family member. His little sister. They couldn't even do proper final rites for her, because her corpse was never found.Washed away in the landslide ,the authorities had told them. The anguish is still fresh. He still remember when the twins were born. He was four years old. Maybe because he was a boy ,he naturally felt more protective of his little sister than his brother ,though he loved them equally.Abhay shook his head to clear those painful memories from his thoughts"Come.." he gently nudged Drishti towards the priest who was leading the prayers.Kiara and a clueless Shravan followed them"Shradda. My sister" Abhay told t
Shravan woke up with a stiff neck. He groaned as he flexed his neck to relieve the crampsHe had fallen asleep on his chair somewhere along the midnightHe looked down to see Mithran sprawled across the floor and Isha curled up on the couchDamn!! He didn't go home last nightAnd he didn't even inform Drishti that he wouldn't be coming homeHe quickly took his phone out to see whethere there was any missed call or text message from her. He frowned when he found none.Then he remembered that she hadn't taken his number yet.He thought of calling her ,but decided against it when he realised it was only seven in the morning. She must be fast asleepHe quickly typed a message for her'Couldn't make it home last night. Was caught up with work. Will see you in the eveningShravanPS : save my number'He shook Mithran awake and Isha too."Guys. Get ready quick. We can go over the plan and proposal once more after breakfast. Isha ,you go home and get ready. We will pick you on the way. It's