Novels by Victoy Richman

Nurturing Connections Through Growth and Learning.Rachna held the gifts tenderly in her hands, feeling a deep sense of appreciation and humbleness for the thoughtful gesture. She understood the perishable nature of the plant saplings and realised the need to take swift action.Addressing the group, Rachna shared her plan, saying, "Now that you have brought these precious gifts, and they are perishable, I feel a responsibility to make the most of them."Recognising the gifts' significance, Rahul added, "We can also extend their impact by sharing them with other locations like Basti, Gorakhpur, and Palani."Agreeing with Rahul's suggestion, Rachna summoned her dedicated gardeners, Ramu and Rana, to prepare the

Celebrating Aviation, Education, and Cultural Exchange at Rachna's College.Various other gifts were carefully chosen and arranged alongside the soil bag and unique plant saplings. These included an assortment of items that reflected Brazil's culture and heritage, aviation-themed souvenirs, and books on aeronautics to inspire and educate Rachna and her people further about aeronautics.With everyone settled into their vehicles, Sonia took a final look to ensure everything was in order. She was satisfied with the organisation and efficiency of the arrangement and ready to embark on the next leg of their journey."Alright, everyone, let's get going," Sonia said, her voice filled with enthusiasm. "Our first destination is Rachna's aeronautical college. Sit back, r

A Day of Discovering Rachna's Journey at the Aeronautical College.Gloria and Sonia walked towards the gathering area and waited for the rest of the group. They were ready to visit Rachna's aeronautical college in Delhi and discover the remarkable journey that led Rachna to her current position as Chairperson. Their commitment shone through their interactions and their shared admiration for Rachna's influence.Soon, the rest of the group started to assemble. They exchanged warm greetings and smiles, excited for the day ahead. The air was filled with a sense of anticipation and camaraderie.Once everyone had gathered, Sonia took the lead and guided them towards the brunch area. The tables were beautifully set up on the lawn

The Arrival of Esteemed Guests, Exceptional Hospitality and Thoughtful Preparations.Moved by the thoughtful gift, Rachna extended her heartfelt thanks to Maria and the rest of the group. "Thank you all for this meaningful gesture. The soil represents the unity and friendship between our nations. I will cherish it as a symbol of our shared journey and the bond we are forming."With excitement and camaraderie, Rachna and her guests continued their preparations, eager to embark on their adventure in India. The gifts served as a reminder of the bond they forged, bridging the gap between their respective cultures and creating memories that would last a lifetime.The group members settled into the vehicles, and the conversation shifted to the surprises that aw

A Journey of Anticipation and Connection.Following their standard protocol, the pilots exchanged duties, ensuring that the aircraft's systems were properly maintained and ready for the next leg of the journey. As the passengers gathered their belongings and prepared to exit the plane, they could hear the pilots making necessary announcements."We have safely arrived at Addis Ababa," the pilot's voice echoed through the cabin speakers. "We will have a two-hour stop here for refuelling and waste removal. We kindly request all passengers to remain seated until further instructions."Gloria oversaw the refuelling process and waste removal procedures. She efficiently coordinated with the ground crew, ensuring the fuel tanks were replenished to capacity while adheri

A Path to Greatness, How Aspirations and Mentorship Transform Dreams into Reality.Five dedicated trainees, Gloria, Sonia, Michael, Reena, and Roy, diligently completed their training, mastering aircraft layout, safety protocols, and equipment handling. Their teamwork and commitment impressed Samson, who expressed confidence in their ability to provide exceptional service during the upcoming journey. Eager and proud, the team awaited their departure, ready to contribute to a successful and enjoyable flight experience for all passengers.The group appreciated Samson's decision to include such people, recognising their expertise and the value they would bring to the journey. They understood that having them on board would enhance the overall experience and contribute to the smooth operation of the chartered

Maybe the storm was just a blessing, a sign of fate giving them a chance to work things out. Perhaps the universe finally agreed with her because she had never had a more evident sign. They had talked, and it had been a lot of talking. They considered all possibilities, positive and negative, and they decided what was best for them was to get back together despite all odds. She always saw many things, but when it came to herself, it was always unclear, just like her situation and the moment, but she vowed she would live her best life with those who mattered to her, no matter how short. The Yadav home knew she was safe, and she had sent a message informing them she was with Zayn and would be back once the storm was over, although that wasn't looking promising again. It was everything she wanted; for once, her thoughts and vision were clear. She saw peace and solitude, for her soul was at rest. Each time her mind diverted to Zayn Vendant, she saw a hint of darkness, sometimes blur. She

Everyone in town was shopping for the next three days and rushing home to avoid getting caught up in the storm predicted by the weather forecasters. It was expected to hit in four hours and last for three days. It was a big-time rush, but Zayn wasn't a part of it. He needed to get things cleared up with Isha. Myra was gone, and that was a good thing. He just needed to see her, and despite the advice from his closest friends, he couldn't wait for the storm out without her. He wasn't sure he would make it without her.He was informed that she was out when he got to the Yadav household. It was her day off, and she had gone out, as usual. Only some people knew where. He called her several times, and she didn't pick up. He was a confused man in Delhi.He drove back to the Yadav household and met with one of the helpers."You should go home; this storm will be here anytime." She said, picking different saree colours from the cloth line where they had been left to dry. She looked bored and ju

They caught her in the most vulnerable state. With the ninety-nine issues going on with Zayn, she didn’t expect another one on her desk, so as she realised she had been set up, she just gave up. There was no fight; she was wise enough to know that it was either the 78-carat crown or her life, and for such huge some, her attackers wouldn’t have to hold a conference to decide to kill her, so she just let them take everything that had meant the world to her.The memory stayed with her, and she remembered it as fresh as if it were happening now. She and her crew had been going to the Triumph Hall on East Lane for the Oscars ceremony. When asked to bring her crown, she knew it was a bad idea. Of course, she acknowledged that it was such a huge event that all eyes were on her. For it to be hosted in India, it would be a shame if she couldn’t witness it. In the same way, it would be disrespectful to her country for her to show up without her identity, the crown. Near home, she and Vivi sat b

It had been four days since her encounter with Myra, and Isha couldn't deny that she felt like the most stupid person on the planet. The funny part was she knew she had no right to be angry like the guy was in a relationship with someone else. Officially, he belonged to Myra, but then she couldn't get the picture of him being in bed with her. It disturbed her in ways she didn't expect.Her hurt was too much. It nearly crushed her, but she needed to keep moving, which she did. She stopped picking up his calls and just avoided him generally. She tried looking at the good side, like him not dying, which was good, right?As usual, the Yadavs had a get-together dinner, and it was something they frequently did, something to boost their political involvement and expand their territory. Today, she was to serve, and she tried as much as she could to keep calm when she saw Zayn seated among the VIPs. Of course, he had been invited; he was considered one of the most influential people in the coun

The plan was to go unnoticed and so she did just that. Myra was in joggers and a sports bra, with dark glasses to hide her identity. Her hair was tied in a small ponytail that bounced as she walked into the gym. She glanced around for a while and then saw Isha at the corner working the treadmill. She walked up to the receptionist and flashed a smile.“A month, please. What’s the cost?” she asked.“Rs 1000” the receptionist replied. “Name please.” She asked as she received cash from Myra and began filling out the registration form on the system.“Abitha Solan” she lied.Things had gone down with Zayn; she had recognized the name as soon as Zayn mentioned it, who could easily forget the girl at the engagement party? Zayn didn’t have an answer to the question she asked that night and he was a terrible liar so she immediately interpreted what was going on, and she wasn’t wrong. He had sat there all night while she went into the room and man had she cried, she was hurt and didn’t think she

Uptown Delhi was the most beautiful place in India, and as they held hands, taking photos, she could see all the possibilities she had always dreamed of coming to pass. They got to a serendipity restaurant called the unicorn sundae and were back in the streets, diverting into the little tracks leading to the lake.To both their surprise and satisfaction, the lake was empty. The water was a runoff of the downfall at the end of the city, and they knew it was safe. The government kept it clean.“Hold on!” Zayn shouted as he raced behind her, struggling to get through the shrubs that lay around.Isha giggled. “Keep up, CEO.” She yelled in return. As she got to the edge of the stream, she took off her oversized polo shirt, which was his actually, and the shorts she wore joined it. She did a twirl in her optional cloth state just before his arrival.He joined her, pulling away from his dress and walking to meet her. His hands circled her waist, and he pushed her to himself. She felt him hard