A Passage To India Novels & Stories

After that Jayant walked him to his car, he got behind the wheel and disappeared into the night. Because they were far from done, Jayant walked back to his earlier spot and resumed his vigil. Since he himself was paid to know everything, he knew what that special shipment was. That was four boxes full of ultra-sophisticated arms and ammunition. The kind that nobody in India had any access to. Yet. But obviously, things were going to change.

He had to send her out of India by any means and end his mission as soon as possible so that he could go to her. They had made full preparations to send her out of India. They will first send her to Nepal, in which his secret helper will help him and from there they will send her to his parents who are waiting for her. Nishant's responsibility was to take her to that point and after that his secret helper will take over. "Gyan" Sachin shouted his name loudly when he didn’t respond which brought him out of his deep thoughts making him startle and snapping his head towards him. “What the hell, what happened?" he yelled at him in perplexation to which he scoffed throwing daggers at him.

He wasn't blocking her view anymore and she could see a big entrance, heavily decorated with a two feet long poster that hung between two poles and read, " The Great Indian Bazaar." Anya could hear indian musical instruments playing in distant. She could see the place bustling with a lot of people, mostly Indians. She felt a storm of nostalgia hit her as her mind raced back to the memories of her past. Especially the memory where back in India, every year they would go to the fair with their family, enjoying rides, savouring varieties of food and shopping in the different stalls. Memories rushed through as if she was watching a moving in fast forward.

But in the rest, in front of parents' decisions they can't do anything just to follow. One more week passed , On the dining table Mansi suddenly announced her decisions," We are going to India for a month or two, this Tuesday. So, you all packed your stuff for that. And Vihaan , from B city to your friend Sumit house is near but Captain.Bajwa's city is much far away. So after reaching there you have three days to decide. Samir will drop you in person to your decided place. I hope in future when you get your success, you remember us and once visit us, too. "

Mean girls are not born. They are made, and I am not here to play a game like everyone else. I may have a mission in my mind, but firecrackers are going on. When I look at my image in the mirror, I find nothing but confusion. The crisis is going on, and soon, there will only be a departure. On my way back to home, I took the route from India Gate. I really love this place. With too much going on, life can never stop in Delhi.

someone asked. I was in so much pain that I couldn't stand. I remained sprawled on the floor as I forced out, "I'm Noelle Grant. Your company's name is a combination of my and Lysander's names. You can check my passport and identification if you don't believe me. I have proof!" The men exchanged looks. The leader, Ray, glared at me as he clutched his injured head. "Your passport and identification have already been destroyed. I'll get your phone now—you'd better not be lying, or I'll feed you to the sharks!"

5 Years later Mike POV: “Dada (Father)… are we going to India?” Angel my 3 year old daughter questioned me showing her most innocent smile “Yes hon we are.... now go and call your mommy we have to rush for our flight, which will leave in next three hours” I told my daughter who immediately rushed inside kitchen with her baby step as I continued to pack rest of my things in my backpack, I busy in getting everything ready as per my list when I heard a loud buzzing sound of my phone which was flashing ‘Viraj’ name on its display screen “Hello… Viraj!” I said quickly answering his call “Hello mike, where are you?” Viraj immediately questioned me “We are leaving now, our flight is in next three h

but. I came back home and started looking through my stuff. Looking for one particular piece of paper. And then I found it—that pamphlet. When I was trying to visit India, I always looked for travel packages and adverts, all the time. And one of them had made me stop wanting to visit Delhi and give up on the loan that had just approved that day. It was a travel package advert for India, and there was a massive photo of a theme park in the background. And among all the people there, I had spotted him right away with a baby and a girl. Yes, it was her. Now that I had looked at it, I could recognise her.

Mansi : Pari have you checked your bags again? Did you get all the things? Pari sighed : Yes mom. I double checked all my bags and I have everything I need. Incase I forgot anything which by the way is not possible then I will buy from Mauritius. It's not like I am going to prison. For god's sake I am going on a vacation at a very popular public location. Sameer : Beta your IDs and passport?? Pari : They are in my handbag dad....