"Is everything good to go?” the director, Samaira Verma asked her crew in the studio set of Lifestyle channel.
"Yes, everything is good to go", the cameraman said after looking into all the minute details. "Let's begin", Samaira said looking at Adhyayan who just smiled in return and wore his apron before moving to the kitchen of the studio. He was ready for preparing the third dish back-to-back and was beyond tired. Well! Anyone would have got tired after preparing a delicious risotto and a lip-smacking pasta and Adhyayan was no different. Standing in the studio set, Adhyayan was shooting for his cooking show, 'Hi Foodie'. His recipes were scheduled to be aired from Monday to Friday at 4 PM every day and hence, he gave his shots on two days every week.As the director signaled him to begin, he smiled and greeted his expected audience. He hated recording the episode for his cooking shows but he loved the satisfaction after people complimented that they get inspiration to cook from him. When compliments come with money, no one denies the offer so how could Adhyayan do that? Adhyayan was featured in lot many channels worldwide in his exceptional career and Lifestyle channel was indeed, one of the best channels featuring cooking shows in the nation. "Good evening everyone. It is 4PM and here, your favorite celebrity chef, Adhyayan Joshi is back to you with an amazing recipe." Adhyayan said cheerfully smiling at the camera addressing the crew. Samaira gestured him to keep going. It had been three years, Samaira was working with Adhyayan and on every Monday and Wednesday. She was amazed at his energy and spirit to bring up new recipes for the people. She waited for these two days every week to have a glimpse of this handsome celebrity chef and taste delicacies made by him. Notably, Adhyayan completed his weekly shoots on these two days. No doubts, the show was a hit and so was Samaira's heart. "Today we will be making scrumptious cheese starters that would be loved by all your guests in any get-together. So let's begin with this amazing, easy-to-make recipe." Adhyayan said as he began with his recipe that was scheduled to be aired on Wednesday. Over these years, Samaira had indeed developed a crush for the great chef, Adhyayan Joshi and the dishes prepared by him but she had chosen to stick to their professional relationship. Though she wanted him to cross the boundaries yet the man who was cooking in front of her never did so, and she respected him, admired his friendly nature and loved his authoritative aura. "We will marinate our cheese cubes for twenty minutes and in the meanwhile we will dice onions, bell peppers and tomatoes", said Adhyayan smiling at the camera as he worked on the chopping board. Samaira wanted to rake her slender fingers in his ruffled hair and drown in his dark brown eyes while he sautéed the vegetables. She admired him working in the kitchen. She was busy admiring his chiseled jawline, broad shoulders and big, masculine body when the cameraman and her friend, Nitin, patted on her shoulder. She turned around with bewildered expression, when he chuckled said, "Samaira, would you like to taste the starters, baby?""Ar...are we done?” she stuttered to which Nitin smiled and said, "Yes, and stop drooling at him like a mad woman".She flustered at the comment and said, "It is nothing like that"."Why are you red, madam?” Nitin sang in a girly voice. "Wh..why is it s..so h...hot here?” she spoke in a confused tone to which Nitin murmured, "He is hot and so are your cheeks. My studio is not hot, dear".Adhyayan who came towards the director Samaira after completing the shoot heard her stuttering. He mentally chuckled at her state. It is not that he enjoyed her state but he wondered what he had to attract so many female fans. He wondered he was just a simple man. "If a six feet tall man with attractive physique, chiseled facial features, dark brown eyes, brownish-black hair and amazing cooking skills is simple, you are definitely simple", his inner conscience mocked at him.Keeping aside his thoughts, he formally shook hands with Samaira and moved out of the studio packing up after the shoot. Getting inside his car, he drove towards his luxurious penthouse in Lutyen's Delhi as his mind drifted towards his thoughts of the past. He hated Mondays and Wednesdays, because he had terrible shoots for his cooking show scheduled on these two week days after a hectic schedule at his restaurants. Nevertheless, sharing the joy of cooking with others was indeed enjoyable for him. This joyous satisfaction came with hefty cheques and filthy popularity so, cooking shows were not a bad choice for him. Turning the key in the keyhole, he opened the door and entered inside. Slumping himself on the tanned brown couch after a hectic day, he realized he had indeed come over a long way from Dehradun to become a celebrity chef. He remembered after completing his school education, he moved out of his house leaving his family behind to fulfill his goals. He completed his higher education from the eminent institution, National School of Hotel Management in Mumbai. A faint smile swept across his face as he reminisced the cold breeze at the Marine Drive and those unforgettable moments when he began his job at the impeccable Hotel Taj. Since then he never looked back. He had showcased his exotic culinary skills at the International Food Festival and had won several culinary competitions in his career of six years. Having travelled all over the globe, Adhyayan enjoyed the taste of success. He worked with the distinguished hospitality groups all over the world and became a celebrity in no time. He made a choice to settle in Delhi over Mumbai to be close to his hometown Dehradun. He surely missed those days when he gawked at the snow-clad Mussoorie Hills on the chilly winter mornings from the terrace, however, he knew reliving those days was not easy. He was lost in his mesmerizing memories of his hometown especially the long drives at Old Mussoorie Road in the drizzling monsoon rains along the row of lychee trees on both the sides which he enjoyed with his sister, Parisa; when sleep engulfed him decimating his tiredness and a void in his life, a void he ran away from, a void he never acknowledged and a void that existed since six years.The cute face laden with innocence dazzled as the golden gleam of sun rays fell on Anvesha disturbing her beauty sleep. She got up yawning as her morning alarm went off. With messy curly locks interwoven with each other and black round rimmed spectacles falling at her nose, the half-sleepy Anvesha looked hilarious. She straightened her black cotton tank top and pulled her hair in a messy bun keeping her spectacles aside which she had done on the previous night. Murmuring profanities, she glanced at her laptop which was not shut down at the night. She plugged her laptop for charging the battery and brushed upon the presentation she had prepared for the new segment of her talk show. Feeling satisfied at her work, she sprang out of the bed for her morning business.After taking a warm, relaxing shower; clad in a burgundy shirt and a black pencil skirt, Anvesha was having her breakfast of cereal and milk when her phone rang."Hi, mom", she said cheerfully putting the cal
Anvesha was eating a sandwich in her breakfast when her phone rang. It was Saturday and Anvesha knew she had to shoot her first vlog at ten in the morning. She was already angry because Adhyayan didn't shift the shoot around the afternoon during lunch time giving the reason that the weekends are busy for him and the breakfast hour is the only hour that is not the peak hour. She was practically bewildered at his weird explanation but she accepted the orders of Mr. Haughty Shoes for her benefit."Yes, mom", she said in a tone laced with tiredness as she received the ringing phone. She was annoyed with her mother's crazy demand of getting an autograph of Mr. Haughty Shoes."Anvesha, dear. So, are you ready to meet my favorite chef?” her mother asked cheerfully."Mamma, I am just having my breakfast. I will be going in an hour. I will reach on time", Anvesha said letting out an exasperated sigh."What are you planning to wear?” her mother ques
"What is this new fiasco for, Ms. Chatterjee?” Adhyayan spoke angrily trying to maintain a calmer tone as Anvesha glared at him with her icy blue eyes.Anvesha was beyond irritated and embarrassed at the turn of events. She didn't want to ruin the reputation of the arrogant chef and his restaurant so she had chosen not to react during the video. Apart from that, she was also not interested in creating a controversial video however, the dessert deserved the poorest reviews. She couldn't imagine in her wildest dreams that Mr. Haughty Shoes could serve the pathetic dessert. She was sure the arrogant chef had planned this prank for her."Really, Mr. Joshi? Don't you know?” Anvesha bombarded angrily looking at him with disgust. She had made up her mind that Mr. Haughty Shoes pranked her with the disgusting dessert just because of the fact he did not want Anvesha to shoot her vlog at his posh restaurant.Praveen, the manager was beyond shocked. The v
It had been three days, Anvesha relished upon the salty cheesecake, however, the incident had been long forgotten. Though she had expected Mr. Haughty Shoes to apologize but she guessed that he lacked manners to do so. Now, she did not had any hard feelings against him except a bit of discomfort going to his restaurant again, despite the meal was awesome. She wished if she could wear an invisible cloak and relish upon the mouthwatering dishes cooked at the restaurants of Mr. Haughty Shoes without even paying for them! As much as this idea was scandalous yet, it excited her to her core.Anvesha was juggling between the shoots of her talk show and her hectic lifestyle. The first episode of vlog on her YouTube channel received a massive response and she was enjoying the publicity. She had contacted the manager of another five star restaurant for her upcoming vlog. Her friends and colleagues were appreciating her and she was amazed at the unexpected success.After comple
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,