"Living is the rarest thing in the world. Most of us just breathe" :')
As the Lonavala eccentricity ended, life found its old rhythm.
Whatever took place there became trivial, as life started with double speed.
Still Sanyukta couldn't get a grip over her
wandering thoughts. Each and every thing she did.took her back to that one place and that one guy.
Randhir flatly refused to relinquish possession of her mind.
Their moments of intimacy, his words and his touches didn't only stimulate her tactile impulses, but took a toll on her mind too.
For the first time ever, Sanyukta was sitting in her cabin, doodling over a notepad with one hand, and caressing the paperweight with the other.
Her eyes wreaked havoc and her heart was
in a berserk.
Her mental absence was quite evident from her facial conformations and the contours of her brain held nothing but Randhir.
The inevitable peril that knocked the door wasn't quite difficult to estimate.
The files, sealed with million dollar deals, kept gaping at her carelessness, probably amazed at Sanyukta Agarwal's indifference.
Her zestless monotonous side, was enough to bite Caroline's conscience, who gaped at horror at her Boss's quiet self.There hasn't been a day when Sanyukta has actually lived, and let her live too.
"Ma'am", Caroline faltered a bit, waving her hands.
Sanyukta kept mum.
"Ma'am"
Her boss had absolutely no intention of listening to her pleas. She was rather busy, doodling over her notepad, and building air castles.
After a number of futile attempts, it was only when Caroline banged the desk, that Sanyukta seemed to retrieve her senses.
"What?", she sniffed annoyed.
Irritated, Caroline preferred to keep mum, lest Sanyukta turned her down.
"Ma'am, Can I leave early today?", Caroline
shuddered at her own audacity.
"Get Lost. Wherever you want.", Sanyukta shut the file, after trying to focus on it for hours, in vain.
Caroline gasped.
Sanyukta's changed demeanour and rare pertinence, amazed her.
Nevertheless, she kept mum.
Rooted by the window, Sanyukta let the chilly breeze to flirt with her mahogany locks, as she yet again devoured the euphory of his touch, that had left its imprint in her heart. ♥
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As the butler opened the door of her luxurious apartment, she entered in, dead exhausted, thus marking an end to the day.
As the sun bid adieu to the lavishly winter
evening, she set in for a hot shower pampering herself a bit.
Pulling her tresses into a bun, she asked the butler to head for his home, and stepped in the kitchen, to cook something after ages.
The Sanyukta Agarwal who never felt the urge to enter the kitchen, was suddenly bubbling with enthusiasm.
She wanted to unravel the secret behind this aberration, and trembled a bit.
The doorbell brought an abrupt end to her
reverie.
Washing her hands in the sink, she walked over to open the door.
The wind swept past her, knocking her out of her senses, as she discovered her wishful thinking turning true.
There stood her inner turmoil. Randhir, like a breath of fresh air. ♥
Until Next Time.
Signing off,
Aishi ♡☆
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Saints and Sinners_A SanDhir Story of Love ♡ #Wattys2015
RomanceWhen the gorgeous devil-cum-lady Sanyukta Agarwal meets the ever-charming, suave Randhir Singh Shekhawat, her life takes a U-turn and she's brought back to what she was before. But what he is unaware of is her dreadful past, that keeps haunting her...
