Sanvika stood in front of her family house that evening, looking up at it. The place she grew up in. She was not sure what she was doing there. That too immediately after the encounter with her mother. But her ma had asked her to drop by. Also, Sanvika was feeling pretty low after what happened with Vivaan. Somehow she ended up here…She was about to declare this as a terrible idea and was about to return when a luxurious car came to stop in front of her. The window was rolled down, and her father beamed at her from inside. “Sonu…” He called.Unlike his wife, Mukesh Singhania was a very affectionate person. He always addressed his daughters with pet names.  Prathyuksha was ‘Paddu’ and Sanvika was ‘Sonu’. Whereas Nirmala always called them with their full names even when they were kids. The mother was the strict one in the house. Their father liked to spoil his princess daughters. His excess love and affection alway

When Sanvika arrived at the construction site, Vivaan was instructing some workers. He appeared busy, so Sanvika watched him for a while. Actually, the image of Vivaan working was quite an amusing thing for Sanvika. She knew him since he was a kid and he had never been so keen on business or work. He did not even want to inherit the business. But now he is working as if he is a professional and had been doing it for quite a while.Vivaan was wearing a pair of jeans, a t-shirt and a jacket. There was a yellow safety helmet on his head. It was quite hot that day and his forehead sprouted sweat. His complexion had got darker in constant exposure to the sun. As she watched him, Sanvika began to feel weird inside as she felt that he was looking insanely hot. She bit her lips. She hesitated to approach him.She almost turned around to come another time when Vivaan turned around and saw her. He looked troubled. Sanvika just waited. Even when she was angry when she had come th

“Tariq bhai,  Astrid,” Sanvika said the next day as they were prepping food for the restaurant before opening for the day. “I am thinking of hiring one more employee. For serving and counter.”“Huh? What happened? You always said hiring one more employee for this tiny place is a waste of money.” Tariq asked surprised.“Well, money is for spending and we are earning enough now. And if there is one more person I can take a break once in a while. And it is rude to ask Mr Flower to help out all the time.”Astrid and Tariq were looking at her suspiciously though. “What?” She asked.“Why do I feel this has something to do with Vivaan being here?” Astrid asked.“What? No. I was thinking about this for a while.” She said appalled, trying to hide her embarrassed face. It did not help her that Vivaan came in through the open door just then.“Good Mo

Sanvika’s hands still trembled when she tried to hand the phone over to the boy. “My mother wants to talk to you.” She said. The boy looked up at her. “I did take you for a daddy’s girl after seeing your car and clothes. Seems like you are a momma’s girl, huh?Can’t do anything alone…” There was sharp mockery in his voice. Sanvika frowned but extended the phone further. “Can’t you see that my arms are pre-occupied?” He asked. Sanvika turned the speakerphone on and held the phone to the boy. “Ma, he is on…” She said. “Hello,” Nirmala’s voice came through crisp clear.“Hm... Hey…” The boy said, doubtfully. “How may I address you, young man?”  “Look, Ma’am, I have not got time for this shit… Your daughter hit me with a ca

Taylor dropped into the table at the diner. His right hand was still in a sling. Sanvika looked at him. There was rebellious courage on his face. “How did you manage to vandalise the car with your hand still like that?” Sanvika asked. She was trying to act superior like her mother would have done. She still felt incredibly sorry for Taylor and guilty. But she tried not to show it. “I had some help,” He said. “Sophie?”“I have other friends besides Sophie.”“Hm. But it is just a car. You achieved nothing by spray painting on my car. I can just re-paint it. Change the windshield.”“Yes. I figured that.” He said in mockery. “Even if I vandalise multiple times, you can just replace the glass, just re-paint it… Even get a new car. Since money is not an issue, right? Since you guys have got a hell lot of