After interviewing the former actress from the film industry, Ms. Mayuri Thakur, Anvesha had finished the ongoing segment of her talk show, The Real Heroes. She was pretty satisfied as the next segment was something she wanted to do since long. As her presentation was approved, Anvesha was set to interview the eminent defence officials and their families. The show shall focus on the real heroes of her nation, Anvesha thought. She, along with her team, had zeroed down on the names of celebrated soldiers, along with the officers from the three facets of the defence services, namely, Army, Navy and Air Force. They were on the mission to highlight the struggles of unsung war heroes who had fought for protecting India in the blood-shedding Indo-Pak Wars, hard times during the Indo-China War and the most terrible Kargil War.
She had realized that the unsung heroes had not only put their lives at stake during these wars to make sure that all the citizens led a protected life, buDressed in a wine colored knee length lace dress, Anvesha was waiting for Adhyayan who had pestered to usher her to the venue. Gripping her clutch in one hand and her cellphone on another, the punctual Anvesha was waiting for Adhyayan standing in front of her apartment building. The sun had set and it was dusk soon turning into night but the combination of the faint sunlight and dim moonlight on a hot summer evening in Delhi seemed exemplary. With her curly locks tied into a bun to combat the summer heat, Anvesha was feeling hot and sweaty. Mentally thanking herself to have purchased the waterproof make-up accessories for special occasions, Anvesha planned to call Adhyayan when he called and asked to cross the road as he was waiting in his black Sedan on the other side of the road.On the other hand, Adhyayan was impeccably dressed in a black shirt and denims. With the first two buttons open, he glanced at his perfect style and immaculately gelled up hair. He was excited today
Constantly fidgeting his fingers, Adhyayan was pretty anxious upon revealing his true intentions to the exceptional practical and intelligent Anvesha but he had to take a chance. Taking deep breaths, he stood up after the dinner. Anvesha followed his act and considered it as a cue to leave a bit reluctantly because she did not want the date to end at all!Adhyayan got startled realizing Anvesha’s thoughts so quickly he got on his right knee taking a stick of bright red rose from their table and mentally cursed himself as he could not find words to speak. He had rehearsed his speech lot many times last week. To ensure he remained focused he had opted for the personalized arrangements on the terrace without any disturbance of the other visitors. After hours of research on the internet, he had prepared a long speech but now, he was not able to remember anything looking at gorgeous Anvesha who had captivated him in her irresistible charms.In twenty five years of her lif
The warm aroma of the spices and sauces were radiated in the kitchen of ‘Love=Food’ when Praveen, the manager informed his boss, Adhyayan, “Sir, the new food inspector and his team is here for the audit.”The clock had struck one in the afternoon. The restaurant had considerable rush owing to the lunch time and the chefs were working upon the orders of their customers.Adhyayan had everything up to the mark in his restaurants, be it, the quality-oriented products within the expiry dates or impeccable quality standards of both equipment and staff. Having served as the executive director for the leading hospitality groups, Adhyayan was indeed, a man of perfection who abided the rules set by the Food Safety and Standards Authority of India meticulously. Hence, the arrival of food inspector was not a matter of concern or anxiety for Adhyayan. As a matter of procedure, the celebrity chef removed the white apron he was wearing and washed his hands t
“Hello”, Adhyayan spoke receiving the call without even glancing at the caller ID. He was busy preparing a new dish in the kitchen of his restaurant. Determined to face the upcoming challenges, he was working in his workplace with lot many thoughts in his mind. He knew the officer would definitely play a dirty game and he was ready to face everything.“Hello….o, Mr. Joshi”, a manly voice spoke in a shrewd manner annoying Adhyayan.“Who is it?” Adhyayan asked as his hands stopped chopping the vegetables.“Ah! How can you forget me so soon, Mr. Joshi?” the man spoke on the other side.“Who are you?” Adhyayan spoke loudly for the last time. His eyes were bloodshot red and he was beyond angry.“Well! Enough of introduction sessions. Mr. Joshi, I am Mr. Kamlesh Kaushik. Hopefully, you remember me.” Adhyayan heard Mr. Kaushik, the food inspector saying in an unprofessional manner.
Realizing the fact that Anvesha was calling him constantly, after freshening up and making up his mind, Adhyayan called Anvesha. In the meanwhile, he was not at all hungry, yet he realized, sleeping empty stomach is not good for health. As the celebrity chef was health conscious, he quickly went to the kitchen to make porridge for himself. He was trying to figure out the ways to handle the negative publicity and bring out the truth of this corrupt officer however, he was feeling ashamed of himself as he was not able to find any way out through this. He wondered how would his family react upon knowing the shame he would be bringing up and he was quite, disappointed.As soon as he called, Anvesha received the phone and took a deep breath calming herself. Her worries mitigated a bit. Speaking in a soothing voice, she asked immediately, “What happened Adhyayan?”“Nothing. I am okay and good night”, Adhyayan said immediately and was going to disconnect t
Today was indeed a big day for Adhyayan. Mentally thanking Anvesha for her plan, he huffed standing in front of the mirror as he wore a purple colored T-shirt. He had called Samaira, his director and postponed the shoot of his cooking show. After much negotiations, she had decided to air an old episode. Carrying a big black bag in his hand with contained heaps of newspapers covered by bundles of five hundred rupee notes, he moved out of his penthouse.On the other hand, Anvesha called her best friend, Nikhil as soon as she got up in the morning. The sleepy Nikhil picked up the call getting startled at once. Anvesha never called early in the morning.Getting worried, Nikhil asked, “Is everything okay?”“Man, calm down. I just want your help”, Anvesha said as she narrated Adhyayan’s ordeal.“Whoa! Adhyayan’s charm worked on you”, Nikhil said for once without paying any heed to the gravity of the issue.Anve
The clock struck five. Adhyayan was waiting at the secluded spot of the Kalkaji Temple premises, behind the Bhairav temple with the big black bag. He had already paid his regards to the revered Kalka Devi and had offered his prayers. He trusted on the Almighty and wished for justice as he waited for the cunning food inspector. He wondered that the corrupt food inspector had no fear of the God in his sly eyes as Mr. Kaushik had made up his mind to take bribe and commit a crime right under the nose of the Goddess Kalkaji in the temple premises. Adhyayan had faith that the Almighty would punish the corrupt food inspector definitely.His trance of thoughts was broken by the ringing of his phone. He received the call only to hear the hoarse voice of the CBI officer Mr. Aditya Bhardwaj saying, “Position taken. Don’t worry”.Adhyayan mumbled a ‘thanks’ and the line went dead. He saw a text of Nikhil in which it was written,Brother, don’t
As Adhyayan and Anvesha greeted each other and took their seats, the waiter came to take their orders. Placing their orders, they smiled at each other visibly relaxed in each other’s presence.“Thank you so much for solving my problem and I am sorry to be an idiot to avoid your calls last night”, Adhyayan said calmly as he expressed his gratitude by presenting her the bouquet.“Thank you, dear but it was not needed. I am delighted you came all the way here to meet me”, Anvesha said smiling at him. Taking a deep breath, she continued, “I am glad your problems are sorted with my master plan and for the ignorance, I am still angry”, chuckling at Adhyayan’s sad face. The waiter brought their orders on their table.“Hey Precious, don’t be angry at your boyfriend”, Adhyayan said dramatically showing the collection of her beloved instrumental music CD.“Thank you so much”, elated Anvesha expre
Struggling to put on the hooks of her blouse, Anvesha huffed in anger while being clad in a blouse and underskirt. She was getting late for the day and her blouse was irritating her when her husband entered inside the closet with towel wrapped around his body. With his salt and pepper hair and grey stubble, he still looked equally drool worthy to Anvesha even after twenty three years of their marriage.Whistling at her, he walked towards her not to help her with her blouse but to dip his face in the crook of her neck and pepper soft kisses on her body. Even after twenty three years of their marriage, their love and lust was as same as it was years ago. Relishing his touches, she groaned and remembered they needed to get ready as soon as possible. “Adhyayan, help me with my blouse and let me get ready”, she mumbled sheepishly while he chuckled.Helping her out, he dressed into formal black suit while his wife was clad into a white silk saree with golden borders.
As the morning sun rays peeked in their resplendent honeymoon suite, Adhyayan stirred in his sleep. A full-blown smile crept on his bow-shaped lips as he realized it was indeed a dream come true for him to have his wife sleeping in his arms. With sunrays glorifying his wife’s dazzling face, Adhyayan realized that Anvesha was indeed, looking ethereal in her morning sleep.Naked under the white satin sheets, a truly satisfied Anvesha was lying all over her husband after consummating their marriage finally. She was wide awake but had kept her eyes closed. After the long, passionate night, she was waiting for her husband’s reaction early in the morning. With heat pooling deep inside her, she stirred when her husband removed the loose strands of curly locks from her face and gently kissed on her forehead.As Adhyayan’s hands caressed her naked bosom while he peppered soft kisses on her jawline, Anvesha moaned in pleasure. Adhyayan chuckled as he could no
"Hurry up, Anu", Madhu scoffed. The old lady was really contented that finally her daughter was getting married but at the same time she was disappointed at the sudden marriage. A wave of nostalgia hit her as she remembered the day Anvesha was born twenty-nine years ago. Never had she thought that her daughter would grow up so quickly."Nothing is done, Papa, I repeat, nothing", Hruday announced as soon as he entered the house. The elder brother who had dreamt of a lavish wedding for his baby sister was pissed off when Anvesha had dropped the bomb suddenly leaving no room for elaborate arrangements.Debraj, on the other hand, just chuckled as he said, "Hruday, she is getting married finally and I am happy that my daughter has planned her dream wedding as she wants."Clad in a purple silk sari, Anamika came out all decked up for her sister-in-law's special day when she overheard the conversation. Chuckling, she chimed in dreamily, "Hruday, this impromptu wedding
Anvesha gobbled down her food quickly as she continued to call Adhyayan who was busy at his restaurant deliberating avoiding the phone calls. Mentally hailing profanities at his cursed fate and cursing his father, the irritated celebrity chef dreaded talking to his girlfriend. He knew Anvesha would be annoyed when she would have found out about his father being persistent about their marriage.Finishing his work, he called her back as he entered in his car to drive back to his penthouse where his hungry sister was waiting for him. A smile crept on his bow-shaped lips as he realized Parisa never had dinner all alone. He often avoided the breakfast and lunch so his sister had come up with this weird request that she would never eat dinner alone and this is how, he ate atleast one proper meal of his day.On the other hand, Anvesha was annoyed as she realized Mr. Haughty Shoes was avoiding her. Since when these misunderstandings took birth, she thought as she took her ca
It was seven in the evening and Anvesha had returned to her 1BHK apartment. She sighed with defeat as she glanced at the screen of her phone. Adhyayan had not texted her since morning. She planned to visit him over the weekend as she changed her clothes and lied on her comfy bed after a hectic day when her phone rang. She scrunched her nose as she realized her father was calling her. She knew her father would talk about marriage, the hot topic of her life.Debraj, on the other hand, knew what he had to do. As the clock struck seven in the evening, he made up his mind to speak to Anvesha. As soon as Anvesha received his call, he said, “Anu, I want you to meet Abhay. He is a Software Engineer working in Delhi. See, if things work out, we can get you married. He is a good boy.” Debraj took a deep breath as he finished the speech he had prepared since morning.“What the hell is this, Papa?” Anvesha screamed at her father getting appalled. She was baffle
“Breakfast is ready and I am leaving”, Adhyayan shouted at his sister, Parisa who was sleeping in her room. After passing out from school, three years ago, Parisa had shifted to Delhi with her brother to pursue her bachelor degree in Physics from University of Delhi. Being a meritorious student, it was easy for Parisa to grab a seat. Her plan was simple. After her graduation, she had planned to apply at Indian Air Force. She wanted to be an IAF pilot and she was striving hard to clear the series of examinations that would enable her to fulfill her dreams.Adhyayan, on the other hand, had woken up, cooked the breakfast but he did not feel like eating. He was pissed off with his life terribly especially since last six months of his life.Parisa heard her brother howling from the kitchen and she sprang up from the bed. Due to temper of her brother, she was getting afraid of him day by day. She knew her brother had issues in his life and she wished for
Adhyayan’s parents were clearly offended with the remark of Anvesha’s father but they waited for Anvesha to react. They were well-aware that it was Anvesha who needed time, not their son.Anvesha, on the other hand, could not take it anymore when she saw her parents throwing accusatory glares at her adorable boyfriend. She said, “Papa, umm… actually, I need some time. I am at the peak of my career and I cannot afford getting married right now.”Hari Prakash Joshi was offended for once as he believed in his upbringing and he knew Adhyayan would support Anvesha as well as her career but before he could assure Anvesha for the same, his wife whispered to him, “Hari, she is just twenty-five. Every girl has inhibitions about the responsibilities that come with marriage. She needs time to get acquainted to everything, Adhyayan has told me.”Hari Prakash Joshi understood his wife’s point of view and nodded as he cho
“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
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