Novel & Cerita A Passage To India

She just couldn’t wait to see him. It was eight in the night by the time they reached India after a prolonged journey of fourteen hours. Matsyaa was completely worn out. She somehow collected her luggage and staggered to the exit when they didn’t see anyone familiar around. Hot gust of wind slapped her chill prone, sensitive skin and she rubbed the heat off, wrapping arms around her torso. “God, it's burning here.”

Her modelling, charm, and determination had finally paid off. Isabella, Sonia, Gloria, Vipin, Lawrence, and others were scheduled to leave India for Brazil the next day, as the aeroplane could carry forty people at a time. Her time in India had been fantastic, and she cherished the memories she had created with her director, Mahesh. Both envisaged a memorable photoshoot session that would capture the essence of her journey and serve as a lasting memory of her time in India.

I said. India’s eyes widened. Ethan’s shoulders lifted, hopeful and terrified. They all looked at me expectantly and I knew at that moment, if I failed, I not only fail myself but these people looking up to me. And in this moment, quiet, poised, balanced on a knife edge I made the decision that would cost me pieces of my life I could never buy back. I chose India. No matter the cost. Because fuck! This woman was deep in me And I will do what I have to do

Anya waved the papers in his face. He snorted as Anya turned around and left the place. She went directly to her office. The papers were photocopies of shipping bills and truck consignment notes for a drug consignment that was going to reach Pune the next night, via roadways from Mumbai, the financial capital of India. For the cops, Mumbai was like the drug and mafia capital of India. The consignment’s onward course wasn’t mentioned but if she got her hands on this one, she would be able to convince Siya, the commissioner, to hand the narcotics case over to her.

he said. “I got this box today in front of the door after receiving a strange text about it being there. I found a ticket to India and a note that said for me to come to my father,” I explained, hoping he didn’t read into it as stupidly as it had sounded out of my mouth. “So, what you’re telling me is that you’re going all the way to India because of a note that could all be a lie? What do you plan on doing when you get there—”

We are happy that we are the security of such a beautiful mansion. Jeeta I am going to Ocean god palace tomorrow can you help me to go there peacefully? Master, we can help you. All of us suppose to give you a “PASS” what is a pass? Master if all of us put our hands together it would produce a paper and that paper is what we called Pass. You hang it on your neck and everyone who see it would bow to you and you go peacefully. Then I need it. All right my master. Master what are you going there for. I am going to seek permission from Ocean Lord to punish someone in the Indo continent. All right then we will do a special one for you.

Mahir Pov It's been 8 years I last saw her. I waited a lot for seeing her again and I think it is high time to return to Delhi,India. (Note bela is in Mumbai) I ordered people to get my private plane get ready and in no time I took off. I landed in India. I was so happy to be here. Though, U.S is neat,clean etc. etc. But India is the best. I missed it a lot. I am so happy. My father didn't had this business. I build my own empire. My parents are proud of me.

I hugged him back with tears. "India, here we come"

He lifted her suitcase and pushed it inside the luggage compartment very smoothly. Thanking him, Ria sat down holding her small handbag in her lap. She looked outside the window as realised that she will be soon leaving her birthplace. She felt sad and angry. The thought of staying in India made her very nervous. Many people have told her that life in India is very tough. It was a country with a huge population and poverty. Most Indian people had a mindset similar to Anita aunty. She was so used to her freedom in America but now she will have to live in India and then again give a medical council exam in California.

Ratika and Siddharth were holding each other hands and saying their goodbyes as Ratika is leaving for India. She is going to meet her extended paternal family in India for the first time. She is going there to fulfill the last wish of her father and carrying his Astiya (the remnant of bones) for immersion in the river Ganga at Banaras.