After enjoying the delicious breakfast amidst the calm and lazy air of Lansdowne, the couple planned their sight-seeing activities. Having lived in the town, Adhyayan became the tour guide for his girlfriend as they headed towards their first destination, one of the oldest churches of the city.
Adhyayan drove towards St. Mary Church. The serene journey with a narrow mountainous road encapsulated with Oak and Pine trees was truly mesmerizing. Adhyayan said, “You know this protestant church was built in 1890s by Colonel Hume of the Royal Engineers”, as he turned towards right entering the marketplace of the unspoiled town. He continued, “It was turned into a museum after independence by Garhwal Rifles Regimental Centre”. Anvesha nodded excitedly to visit the museum. While Adhyayan relived his happy memories associated with the captivating town, Anvesha relished the pristine atmosphere. Entering the tranquil church, the couple was indeed enthrallwas seven in the evening. Anvesha was sitting in her apartment after a tiring journey. The trip with Adhyayan to Lansdowne, the unspoiled town was truly amazing. The couple indeed, enjoyed themselves and made beautiful memories together. Looking at her phone and swiping the pictures, she smiled glancing at a candid shot of her with her doting boyfriend at Tip N Top. She forwarded the picture to her mother who was delighted at the progress of their relationship. Adhyayan and Anvesha had reached Delhi in the afternoon. Dropping her at her place, Adhyayan drove to his penthouse.Anvesha urged to call Adhyayan and talk to him. She was sort of missing him and his adorable talks but she knew, he was tired and he must be sleeping after driving continuously for eight hours. She flustered reminiscing their sweet moments together.Her thoughts drifting to Adhyayan’s confession about his family relations. Anvesha was thinking how to mend the relations of the father-
“Papa, see this four year course in chemistry with medicinal chemistry as a specialization”, Parisa chirped cheerfully to her father as she showed her phone to Mr. Hari Prakash Joshi who was sitting in his garden. She had opened the Website of Imperial College, London where her best friend was planning to apply for her higher studies. The cool breeze was blowing at six o’ clock in the evening of a Wednesday.The retired brigadier looked at his daughter suspiciously as he asked a matter of fact, “So, who is going there?”With an innocent smile plastered on her face, Parisa said, “Papa, umm… the admissions are open and… and… umm… I want to apply”. The little girl had closed her eyes anticipating the wrath of her father who was boiling in anger and looking at her angrily.Mr. Hari Prakash Joshi was shocked beyond repair. He had visualized his daughter to make him proud by joining the Indian Air F
The Joshi’s were silently having their dinner while Samar served them. Charlie, the pet, looked at everyone with curiosity and confusion at the deadpanned silence in the house. While munching the chapattis with the bland apple gourd curry, Parisa texted Anvesha,You know things went well but your boyfriend ruined it all. Bhaiya did not pick up the phone. I got a slap because of him and he is oblivious to everything.Anvesha, who was beginning with her first episode of the prime time debate show just chuckled as she made up her mind to call Parisa later on. She was curious to know the details of the drama Parisa had pulled up on her advice though she felt bad that the little girl had to undergo some thrashings.Anvesha called Adhyayan who did not receive the call and she sighed exasperatedly realizing the celebrity chef was indeed, busy. Her team called her and she got back to her work.It was ten at night when Adhyayan got some time to breathe. He was dead tired be
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 over
Adhyayan 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
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