The clock struck five in the morning and the early bird Adhyayan woke up. A smile crept on his face as the events of previous night flashed in front of his eyes. Taking a deep breath, he rubbed his eyes groggily as he got up from the bed and walked towards the balcony stretching his arms. He was greeted by the mesmerizing view of the rising sun amidst the mountains at the horizon. He wanted to relish the picturesque of dawn with his girlfriend, his lifelong partner, the bubbly girl and fantabulous journalist, Anvesha Chatterjee who was like a drizzling rain in his monotonous, arid life.Smiling like a fool, he remembered the way Anvesha shut him up the previous night. He remembered after making promises to stay together forever and ever, he left her room around midnight. Returning back to his room, he chatted with his pretty girlfriend as sleep was nowhere found. Scratching the back of his neck, he wondered what Anvesha was planning to do but he knew his ‘little girl&rsqu

 was 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-

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

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. 

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