While getting back to her little, yet comfy studio apartment; Anvesha was contemplating whether or not she should attend her friend’s birthday party. Being the best friends with Nikhil, Anvesha knew he would feel bad in case she doesn’t attend the party out of no reason but she was lacking guts to enter the restaurant where she had created a scene some days ago. Moreover, she was not at all comfortable when it came to her coming face-to-face with Mr. Haughty Shoes, the arrogant owner of the poshest restaurant, the one and only celebrity chef, Mr. Adhyayan Joshi.
Entering her house, the tired Anvesha took out her heals and placed her footwear in the shoe rack. She simply, flung her exhausted self on her bed. Taking deep breaths, she tried to calm her tired body as she tried to take a decision regarding Nikhil’s birthday party. After a while, she stood up to freshen herself. Changing into her teal colored comfortable cotton night dress, Anvesha went into her k
“Where are you, girl?” the perplexed Nikhil shouted on the phone waiting for her best friend to come for his birthday party.“I am just there. Man! I am just fifteen minutes late.” Anvesha said smiling at her friend’s antics as she walked out of the Gate Number 4 of Rajiv Chowk.“Are you coming?” Neha screamed from the other side making Anvesha jump at her shrill pitch as she started walking hurriedly to the restaurant.“Yes, I am on my way. Even if I am really not comfortable but I can’t miss my friend’s birthday, darling”, Anvesha said smiling at Neha’s caring nature. She might have not attended the party at Love=Food if that chef had not sent an email to her. She was planning to talk to Mr. Haughty Shoes and try to convince him against his conniving policies of ruining someone’s career. She was beyond angry at the arrogant celebrity chef, Adhyayan Joshi.“Come fast, dear”
“Yes, Ms. Chatterjee?” Adhyayan asked Anvesha in a pure business-like tone admiring the glistening studs she was wearing in her cute rabbit-like ears. Standing before her, Adhyayan had casually kept his hands inside the pockets of his jeans. He was praying for a simple, safe, light-hearted reaction from Anvesha.Gesturing him to take a seat, Anvesha folded her arms and kept on the table as she said, “Sir, the food was good today.” A wide smile played on her face glistening her snow white teeth and Adhyayan was intimidated by her response. He was in no mood of having an unruly altercation with her. As he remembered the previous incident, he realized he needed to apologize but he lacked the courage to say a simple ‘sorry’. He was a popular celebrity chef with a bit of arrogance and a bit of pride, hence, apologizing was something he avoided. In fact, Anvesha did not even expect him to apologize anymore after all, arrogance dripped from the aura
As Anvesha took her seat, Adhyayan chuckled earning a murderous glare from her however, before she could start her lecture of him being insensitive, Adhyayan clarified, “I mean he is not working with us anymore”.“So you called him a dead person”, Anvesha said frowning at him for the choice of his words. He immediately regretted the blunder he did due to lack of attention. Suddenly a fear gripped inside her heart. What if the man sitting before her had literally killed the poor chef after knowing about the email he had sent to her? She chanted in her mind, “This could not be a reality”, however, she was hyperventilating.Has she caught herself into a weird situation? She wondered as she thought what if Adhyayan was a psycho killer behind the innocent, arrogant looks! However, her trance of thoughts was broken when Adhyayan spoke few words calming her timid soul.Being a man of few words and having no-nonsense attitude towards life,
Anvesha, it has been a month, Mihir joined backAdhyayan typed the message and wondered if he should send it or not. It had been a month Adhyayan met the intriguing girl, Anvesha. That night on Nikhil’s birthday, their conversation began with a simple word, Reached from his side and the discourse progressed.They were unofficially friends and Adhyayan was looking forward to their bonding. He realized Anvesha was a sweet girl, not only was she endowed with gorgeous beauty and striking features but also with exceptional intelligence, kind nature, and ability of giving quick-witted replies. He had begun to admire the kindhearted stunning girl hailing from Darjeeling, a beautiful place with lovely picturesque just like her.He had also begun taking interest in the inspirational show hosted by her and he wanted to know her more. He was looking forward to meet her again and be friends with her at least. At the back of his mind, he had an option of dating her but he wa
Clad in an asymmetrical royal blue skirt that reached just above her knees along with a white colored crop top that revealed her belly button and her small waist, Anvesha glanced her look for one last time in the mirror. Highlighting her rose-petals like lips with nude lipstick with pinkish hue, Anvesha finalized her look with simple diamond studs. Wearing brown colored wedges, Anvesha left her shoulder-length curly locks open just to bounce on her chiseled shoulders.Satisfied with her looks, Anvesha video-called her mother to show her final looks. After getting a final nod from her over-excited mother, she shoved her cellphone in her sling bag and locked her studio apartment to go. As she boarded the metro, she smiled remembering her mother who was excited that her daughter was going for a date with a renowned celebrity chef. As expected, Anvesha’s mother was beyond happy. She just shrugged as she realized that her mother was simply getting overboard while she tol
The employees tend to enjoy with their changed boss after the celebrity chef baked cake for his date. Praveen, the manager has often, found the employees giggling with the each other as they appreciate the new change in their beloved boss.Adhyayan had never been arrogant and self-centered in his childhood but the unexpected turn of events in his life had surely changed him a lot turning him into a popular yet, arrogant chef who did not like people interfering in his life, be it on personal or professional front. However, the sudden entry of Anvesha in his life changed him for good. Despite, both Anvesha and Adhyayan reiterated in their lives that they were mere friends somewhere, the chemistry between them was different.No doubts, Anvesha understood the real Adhyayan behind the mask of arrogant celebrity chef who seemed to have closed doors for everyone.Truew to her name, she was quite interested and curious to know the reasons that made him so arrogant in front of other
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, bu
Dressed 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
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