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14º celsius and light rain showers were predicted by the weather forecasters on that day in April in London. Because of the predicted weather, the famous cafe named Keepers was crowded making him happy.
He likes watching people talking with each other, the bickering of siblings, and not to mention kids creating a mess. He likes all of it, unlike others. The hot coffee was placed on his table and he started sipping it while enjoying the view, well not the outer view but the inner one, where people have come with their families to enjoy the hot coffee which was the specialty of that cafe.
Keepers Cafe has been the best cafe in that area for the past 4 years and he was their regular customer. How could he not be, after all his friend was the owner and not to mention they make the best coffee in town.
Keeping back the empty cup on the table, he placed the money too while making sure no was watching, he tried to flee the cafe just lik
Dhruv******As always I got up before my alarm beeped. Sometimes it feels, it's my job to wake up my alarm.What a bad joke it was. Mr.Chatterjee's company is leaving bad effects on me I guess.Mr. Chatterjee is my driver. He is Rana Uncle's relative. Rana Uncle has retired from his work now and has opened a poultry farm along with a general store in India. His business is going quite well. We often talk on the phone, and he takes tips from me regarding his business. It feels like yesterday only, when he used to teach me driving, and now he is learning the business from me.Sheela Aunty has opened a small restaurant and its working very fine. Well, it should be, after all, she is such a great cook. I have learned cooking from her only.Wearing my black hoody and grey sweatpants, I went out of the house for jogging.The black clouds were hovering and thunderstorms were loud enough to scare anyone. The rain has not started yet but it c
Dhruv******I was having breakfast when my phone beeped indicating a message. When I opened it I found grandpa's message. He had sent the address where I have to go during lunch to meet some Mr. Awasthi and his daughter whose name I don't even remember.This time there is no escape as grandpa is so determined that if I will not attend the lunch he will bring them to my office. I have to think of something before grandpa makes me ruin someone's life.With that thought running in my mind, I completed my breakfast and got ready in my normal clothes which were neither too fancy and also not too bad. I don't have a wish to impress those people grandpa is making me meet today.I don't have a wish to impress those people grandpa is making me meet todayAs I went out Chatterjee uncle was already waiting for me outside the car. "Good Morning Sir.""Good Morning Chatterjee Uncle and how many times do I have to tell you that please call me Dhru
Dhruv******'Is another Kapoor ready to get hitched?''What's cooking between the famous industrialist Dhruv Kapoor and the newbie painter Vishakha Awasthi?''Looks like the wedding bells are to be rung for another Kapoor.'These were the headlines of every newspaper in London. I and Vishakha were the hot topic of the town which none of us wanted. Reporters were outside my house waiting for its prey which was me by the way. I was regretting my decision of listening to grandpa and going for lunch yesterday.It's not like I can't handle these reporters, but the problem is I have never dated anyone and was never linked to any other girl, so now the reporters have got something about me, they won't leave me in peace till they don't find any other topic which is more exciting than my dating life.My phone was constantly ringing and I was in a state where I couldn't decide whether to handle the reporters first or my friends who reached my
Arjun******I woke up at my usual time and went to check up on Dhruv but found the room empty. I thought he might be in the washroom but he wasn't. When I was going out to check other rooms, I saw a sticky note on the table beside the bed.'Thanks for the last night and sorry for troubling you.'----DhruvWhy did it sound like that she was a girl whom I helped? Which guy writes, "Thanks for the last night"What the hell am I even thinking? Looks like I need to stop watching the Korean shows my dad makes me watch these days. Shrugging away all the weird thoughts I called Chatterjee Uncle and he told me Dhruv was at home. I decided not to disturb him as he will surely need some alone time.******Dhruv******I woke with a throbbing pain in my head. It felt as if someone was hitting my head with a hammer. I sat on the bed clutching my head tightly with my hands. I looked around and found the surrounding was not the
Dhruv******I didn't realize how much time has passed with me sitting in the park and drenching myself in the heavy rain in the cold weather of London.All the past events came rushing back to meAll the past events came rushing back to me.After vigorous thinking of so many hours, I realized it all happened because of me. She never reciprocated the feelings I had for her and yet I kept falling for her every day. The day she left I realized that my love for her knew no bounds.All these years I tried to find the answer to where I was wrong but the mirror used to show me the person responsible for my miseries every day, it was me.It was me who had hoped, it was me who felt that she too felt something for me, it was me who thought that what we had between us was more than a mere friendship.I was deeply immersed in my thoughts when light from some source reached my face and I had to semi-close my eyes in response."Who i
Author********FLASHBACK STARTS**Tiptoeing towards the backyard where his love was painting and chatting with Riddhi, Dhruv tried to scare them off."Bhoo," he shouted near their ears. Riddhi screamed in horror but to his surprise, Saavi didn't.She was as calm as a deep ocean. Riddhi stomped her feet and went inside whining while Dhruv laughed at her antics.Turning her gaze towards Saavi he asked, "You didn't get scared?""You are not scary.""I can be, see I even scared Riddhi.""You can be, but not to me.""Really?" He wanted to make sure whether she was telling the truth or just saying it to please him.She nodded in response smiling at him."So, you will never get scared of me? Not even in the future?""And why would I be scared of you?""Maybe when I become ruthless." he was trying to know her perception but her replies were making his feelings for her grow even stronger.
Dhruv******I ran towards the terrace. That sight had already blown my mind. I could hear my heartbeat accelerating crazily. I just wanted all this to be a nightmare.Shit! I don't want this to happen even in my nightmares.As soon as I reached there, I found the door of the terrace locked. I tried to push it but it didn't open.She was not in the condition to lock the gate, then how this door got locked. I pushed it again and again but nothing happened. Time was ticking and I was getting more scared. My palms got sweaty due to nervousness, anxiety, and fear. I couldn't let this happen.With the little hope left, I pushed the door hardly once more and it opened. But the sight in front of me didn't put me to ease.She was standing at the edge on the railing of the terrace with one of her legs hanging in the air. No, no, no."Stop!" I said. She pulled her leg backward and turned towards me. Her eyes held no emotion, she looked l
Dhruv******I laid her down on my bed and kissed her gently on her forehead. I stayed with her for a while caressing her cheeks. She would have gotten up but the effect of injection didn't let her to.I kept the small bag in my cupboard which had probably two or three clothes in it. I needed to arrange a lot of things for her.I went to my living room and the first thing I did was called Niharika. She picked up after two rings and as expected sound worried,"Hello.""Dhruv? Where are you? Did you forget today's meeting? Mrs. Lizzie will....""Niharika, calm down first. I need to tell you something very important and also I needed your help.""What is it?""I will be on leave for a week. Tell Mr. Richard and Ms. Lily to handle the meetings and postpone those that require my presence.""Are you going somewhere?""Yeah, kind of.""Thank God. Finally, you are taking leave, and don't worry about the meet