“You could have done it earlier, Anvesha”, Adhyayan said realizing the man lacked trust over the pure innocent soul. He wondered how could Vipin humiliate Anvesha publically and how could she accept his apologies every time.
Anvesha nodded as she smiled and said, “Hruday da came to my rescue. He booked the next flight and arrived in Delhi the same day. When I reached my apartment, my brother was already there. Running into his arms, I confessed everything.”Adhyayan felt relaxed for once and was anxious to know her brother’s reaction. He wondered how would have he reacted if his sister Parisa had gone through the same. He felt a pang in his heart realizing why girls get emotionally attached to such monsters.“Adhyayan, Hruday, da was disappointed that day not because I was into a relationship with a guy but because, I had gave Vipin chance to humiliate me. My brother reprimanded me for pursuing a compromised relationship with him agIt had been six months and both Adhyayan as well as Anvesha were beyond happy to have each other in their lives. Their relationship was progressing on a good note and they couldn’t believe they were celebrating their six months anniversary today.Being a Wednesday, it was a hectic day for both of them. Anvesha had a hectic day because she was interviewing the family of Colonel Amar Vashistha. The Delhi-based colonel was martyred while countering the attack of terrorists at the Jammu and Kashmir border. She was deeply hurt upon listening to the ordeal of his life. She was deeply inspired by the young kid of the late colonel who was keen to join the Armed Forces and become like his father in future. She had tears in her eyes when Mrs. Nikita Vashistha, wife of the martyred army officer had courageously smiled and narrated the bravery of her husband.After the interview, when the mother-son duo was ready to leave the studio, Anvesha asked Nikita, “Ma’a
Adhyayan offered Anvesha to drop her at her studio apartment as it was getting late. The cool breeze was blowing in the busy city taking both of them to the memories of their hometown as they waited for the valet to bring the car.“Adhyayan, I have got a small present for you. I hope you will like it.” Anvesha said nudging Adhyayan as she pulled his chiseled arm towards herself.Adhyayan smiled at her, gently kissing on her forehead, as he said, “I drop you first and then you can give me the gift. Plus, I have also got something for you, Precious.” Having heard these words, a jolt of lightning ran down the spine of Anvesha as Adhyayan pulled her through small waist towards himself.Sitting in the car, as Adhyayan ignited the engine and began to ride towards studio apartment of Anvesha, the wind began to blow and dark clouds emerged in the sky. It began drizzling bringing smile on the face of Anvesha.“Do you like rains?”
The dazzling lights were radiating from all the nooks and corners of the beautiful farmhouse casting an enchanting spell on everyone. The lavish lawns were beautifully decorated with pink and purple lights along with exotic roses. On the other side was a magnificently decorated stage wherein Samaira was exchanging rings with her fiancé. The exotic farmhouse echoed with the applause from the guests who were enjoying in the ceremony.In the crowd, the lovebirds Adhyayan and Anvesha were also present, watching them happily. Clad in a peach colored evening gown, the bride-to-be Samaira was looking like a gorgeous princess.“She is looking so pretty”, Anvesha said nudging Adhyayan who was looking devilish handsome in a black tuxedo and he simply chuckled.Pulling Anvesha by her small waist, Adhyayan said, “I have my eyes only for you and this royal blue dress adds beauty to your charm”, and Anvesha blushed. Anvesha’s stunning even
Anvesha was sitting in the Shatabdi Express, lost in her thoughts as the train moved towards Dehradun. Her team was accompanying her but she was craving for Adhyayan, the love of her life. Since past week, Adhyayan had sent her plenty of messages apologizing her for his deplorable behavior but she had not replied to him. He wanted space and she was giving him the much-needed space and a break. She sighed as she tried to think about something else.She was waiting anxiously to meet the retired brigadier Hari Prakash Joshi who had endangered his life several times on the Indo-China border. The defense expert had an authoritative aura, that’s all Anvesha had read about him.Initially Anvesha was annoyed when the officer had denied to come on the show though he had not refused for the interview. The indication had been clear, she and her team, were required to visit Dehradun. She was indeed excited to visit the hometown of her so-called boyfriend. She sighed at the
As the clock struck two in the afternoon, a tall, chubby girl entered the house in a happy mood. Clad in a school uniform, with a school bag on her right shoulder and couple of books in her left hand, she walked into the living room and was shocked to see the scene in front of her.Anvesha was sitting on the sofa in their rustic styled living room engrossed in the conversation with the old man while his wife was cooking in the kitchen. Looking at his tired daughter, Mr. Hari Prakash Joshi said, “Parisa, look who is here?” smilingly.Parisa glanced at charming Anvesha and admired the journalist sitting in front of her. She had been excited to meet Anvesha but not today especially when she knew her brother had acted disgracefully with his charming girlfriend who was sitting in their house right now unknown to the issues of the Joshi family. She scratched the back of her neck as she realized her brother was doomed.“Hello, ma’am”, Parisa sai
“Anvesha ma’am, please listen to bhaiya once”, Parisa said in a hushed tone as she ushered Anvesha to the balcony of her room. Anvesha, who was captivated by the serene view of the Mussoorie hills which were clearly visible from the first floor of the house, was dumbstruck at once.Anvesha gave a sheepish smile as she sat on one of the round outdoor bamboo chairs arranged sophistically in the balcony amongst the potted plants. She smiled looking at the sweet girl who sat in front of her nervously.“You father said you are a single child”, Anvesha spoke a matter of fact as she was infuriated at the defence officer.“Ma’am, I know you are in good terms with my brother, Adhyayan Joshi”, Parisa said with her head bowed down as she fidgeted with her fingers. Anvesha smiled looking at her nervousness and admired the common character trait between the brother and sister of fidgeting their fingers whenever they are nervous. Adhy
The week after returning from Dehradun had been really hectic for Anvesha. It was time for appraisals in her organization and she was expecting a promotion. She was craving to meet Adhyayan, her delectable boyfriend since her return but her work schedule did not allow her.As always Adhyayan had been supportive to her. Their small texts were converted into late night romantic talks but still the confrontation was pending. They both had decided to have the most awaited conversation over the weekend. With Eid on Monday, it was a holiday for Anvesha. She was excited to meet Adhyayan and clarify her doubts with him.Anvesha was busy editing the interview of Mr. Hari Prakash Joshi with her executive editor and other team members when the office boy entered in her cubicle and asked her to meet the executive director, Mr. A. K Rao, while everyone gave her a knowing smile.Adhyayan, on the other hand, was busy in his restaurant. He boosted the morale of his employees wh
It was four in the morning when Adhyayan’s alarm beeped and he sprang from his bed groggily. He mentally cursed himself for planning an early morning trip. Being a morning person, practically Adhyayan never had issue with getting up early in the morning. Usually his day began at five but still, four o’clock in the morning was too early for him.It was Saturday and he was going to visit Lansdowne, a destination close to his heart with someone whom he loved from the bottom of his heart, Anvesha. Taking a relaxing shower, Adhyayan stood in his balcony wearing a grey polo T-shirt and sweatpants as he sipped his special tea, his all-time favorite, the most energetic, masala chai. Excitedly he was looking forward for the trip.A smile crept on his lips as he dialed Anvesha’s number asking her to be ready. While, on the other hand, Anvesha who was sleeping peacefully after partying till late on Friday night, was startled by the ringtone of her cellphone. Annoyin
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