At least
She was too excited to see Abhishek at first to ask him anything. Then towards the end of her visit, she asked him if he was related to his Dad’s employer, or the CEO
“Yeh kya question hai yaar?” he laughed hard
“I mean… I am just checking” “Not CHECKING but asking” she quickly recovered
“Of course not… main pakka Mumbaikar hai, they are from MP?Or UP or Rajasthan” he shrugged derogatorily
“Oh”
“Why do u even ask?” he cuddled her
“Because I wanted to”
He squeezed her arm
His Dad was too exhausted to go to work, so there was no making out
She was too afraid to go beyond holding hands, and it was truly hard
“my grandparents are coming by tomorrow”
“To phir?”
“My Mom is in Ireland”
“To?”
“I don’t know when I can meet” she made a face
“main aa jaata hoon…” he whispered necking her
She let him for a second and pulled away
“I should shave nahi?”
She squirmed… she wanted to have such an intimate conversation about facial hair but the thought of his Dad being inside gave herPTSD about the Naina event a month ago
“My sister was making out with her BF and my Papa was asleep on the swing, he came out”
He began to laugh amused
“U think its funny”
“Main hota to ek dum se kat leta” he laughed and shook his head
“Well I guess Inder stayed” she said with a faraway look
“Fiance’ hai kya?”
“Oh no… NAHI hai, tabhi” she giggled
“How many sisters do u have?” he asked curiously”
“naina and then twin teens… teen twins… I know some days it feels like I have 10” she laughed
She lay on his shoulder and they went on their phone
“My Papa is making Italian”
“Tujhe aata hai?”
The proprietorial “Tujhe” did not go unnoticed, she smiled
“Kyon hasi?”
“You said TU”
“Kyon?”
“My Dadi and Ma anD Papa sab chidte hain TU se… pakka UP you know”
“Arey… aisa kuch nahi yaar… TU bhi chalta hai” he insisted
She hugged him tight
“I love how you are I don’t care about most things”
“Har baat ki fiqar nahi kar sakta main” he said bitterly
“I am sorry I asked if u are related to your Dad’s boss”
“Ekdum locha question tha maloom” he nodded
“I am … pata nahi” she had the discretion to not elaborate
“Party mein kya pehan rahi hai?”
“I will wear whatever you want me to wear” she sighed
He started to laugh
“I wont be coy… but… u know… I … no… I will be wearingclothes” she laughed
It occurred to her for a brief second, how theirconversations had taken a turn from being all about academia to research toscholarly articles to now…. Getting l—d
They rarely spoke about their love for Economics and socialsciences
She went quiet when that thought occurred
“I have something for you”
Her heart skipped a beat
“Ma is just going to kill me”
“Please don’t be a ring… please please don’t be a ring” she fervently wished in her mind
“Oh God no”
His phone rang, so he took the call from a student about how to download from Google Drive
“Papa will kill me” she suddenly felt uncomfortable
Bua will get even more reason to gossip, and what about DADI?
Oh God!!
he pulled out a nicely gift wrapped box
Her 200 bpm heart relaxed instantaneously, it was long likea pencil box
She unwrapped the finely wrapped box to find a Apple watch
“Oh my God… This is too expensive… I cant take this” she whispered setting it on the coffee table
He grabbed her turned her around and approached to kiss her
She gingerly leaned back… placing a hand on his chest
“Abhishek… I get it… u feel close but this is too expensive”
“Cmon yaar” he was approaching again
She stood up, tying her disheveled hair in a knot “I nevergot anything for you”
“Koi baat nahi” he winked
They heard sounds inside
She picked up the box and set it under the coffee table
His Dad appeared, greeted and chatted and she hung out foranother hour and left
Papa was asleep she stayed up with Naina dissecting the psychology of her relationship
“Did u guys start tearing off each others clothes after meeting at Bua’s?” she checked
“Oh we were ready to do it at Bua’s” Naina whispered
“Oh really?”
“HAAN… like ANIMALS” Naina laughed like a maniac
“If you don’t feel that urge its not like there isn’t any attraction right”
“I mean… you should WANT it Veev”
“Oh I DO”
“I was desperate for Inder to touch me”
Viveka went into her mind and thought about how she reacted
“Don’t say its been too long Veev, I ve been with 3 guys…and Inder send me to the NASCAR speedway”
“Ive been with a guy too… you know… may be I am older sofeel less hungry”
“Sure… you are 80 I get it”
The girls smacked each other with pillows
“You have to feel that smoldering hunger in the pit of yourstomach Veev… otherwise you are wasting your time… there are a million hottiesout there I can ask Inder” she giggled
“U are mad… DON’T… I am NOT hating him or anything”
“The fact that you feel like comparing notes tells me,thefire has not been lit”
“I LOVE his mind… I could listen to him for hours and weeks” “Mmmmm” Viveka settled backwith her eyes closed
“Yeah but poverty doesn’t give me an o----m”
Viveka opened her eyes the girls began to laugh again
“At least he doesn’t turn me off” Viveka thought trying not to question the heat index too much
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“Dada you can go with me, then Mom & Dad will be fine”
Kalyani Parashar was Satyen’s younger brother’s daughter, she studied art in Academy of Fine Arts in Dresden Germany
The parents lived in Calcutta, where Manish Parashar ran a chemical company, also a subsidiary to Power Engg Systems… in partnership with Balmer Lawrie
She was their only child, she had studied in Delhi University and then now studied a masters type program over there
“chale jao” Smrita loved the wealthy… she hugged Kalyani fondly
She was an attractive 23 year old for sure, slender with a short crop of silky smooth hair
“I cant… Dad wants me to wrap up the fiber optic thing in the next month and move to Singapore for a while” Fibertek Kabel APAC Pte Ltd (the Singapore alliance partner)
“Dada pleeeeez go for a week” Kalyani jumped up and down
“Dekho, kood rahi hai”
“Rakshit can go”
“He is boring, he only talks about Anusha”
Smrita laughed out loud
“That’s rude” Raanav didn’t like it
“I am kidding Dada pleeez”
“When is he back from Aurangabad?”
“Pata nahi… Dad mko poochho I don’t know… I texted him he said the same thing”
Raanav texted him
“Agar iski sagai ho gayi to tum kya karogi?”
“Well I doubt he will talk so much about her” Kalyani was sure
Raanav looked up from his phone and flashed a perfect smile
“Anything to make me go to Dresden?”
“I guess” Kalyani smiled softly
“You need to convince him to let me do some match making” Smrita cooed to her niece
“dada… please”
“OK JUST for a week”
“Areey main yaha match making” Smrita hollered and both the kids started walking back into the house
Smrita texted her friend “I am still working on him”
“My daughter has like 4 guys interested”
“Nice” Smrita texted
“I believe that” she mocked out loud
She didn’t like anyone being better than her
Savita Shrivastav’s SIL … umm.. that lady got under her skin… whatever the name was
She leaned back on the lounge chair and shut her eyes to channel Anubha
She was an Engineer, smart confident and successful
Atleast she is not rich… Smrita opened her eyes
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