Fairy lights, thrilled night and a bangarang of chaos.It was all which was afore Raghav's sight. A large fairground, with varieties of rides-a large carousal centred in the ground, and some painted rides, already occupied by some children and few excited adults.
The funfair had brought the populace out into the city. The 5-day fair was enough to dwindle the ennui from their lives. A wide stretch of twinkling lights, varities of aromatic tang diffused into the vicinity, babbles of passer-bys, and a dazzling giant wheel, were some main attraction of the night.
Raghav eyed at everything and with a solemn look he walked towards nowhere. Maybe, following wherever the crowd was taking him.
Dressed in a pewter coloured shirt and a dark trouser, he strolled with a preoccupied gaze.He was juxtaposing with his own feelings. A sort of amazement had prevailed within him, as he found his decision for strolling through the ground on the mark. That panorama and aura was a miss already since years, and he found that his land could only provide it.
But, there's more to his visit there.Raghav's reverie broke as he felt a light skim on the back of his palm. He looked to his side, and exactly, she was the reason of his stroll into the fair.
Donned into a bluish saree, she chatted with her mother-in-law and Raghav's aunt. Unconsciously, brushing her hand against his'. He looked away and walked silently while Gayatri's natters were enough to make the other members of their family, light hearted.He sighed and played with his fingers, unconsciously.
It was in the early night after the dinner, when Raghav found Gayatri sprucing herself as if going somewhere. He descended down on his study area and frowned.
"Where are you going, this late?" After a prolonging period of debate with his own self, he dared to ask her. Otherwise, there are high chances of hurting liberty of individualism, Raghav smirked. Gayatri stared at him, through the mirror, while brushing her hair.
"I've seen, some of the newly wed husbands who take there wives to places. Take this responsibility of their wife discover the city they are brought into. You know?" She said, skittishly and Raghav turned towards her, while sitting on the wooden chair. He let out a huff.
"It should be the sole duty of him like a woman should've."She glanced at him while applying a pint-sized bindi on her forehead. He raised his brows and twisted his lips.
"Come to the point, exactly!"With a frisking look, she turned to look at him. "Leave it!
There's a fair nearby. Maa and everyone has planned to wander through, there. Just for a gusto."He nodded meekly and turned his back towards her.
"Hmm. . and don't tell me you want me to take you out?""I would never give you this opportunity Mr."
After sometime, getting no response from him, she decided to make a move but halted back.
"If you want-"
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We're At Crossroads (On Hold)
General FictionRaghav Bagchi, an aspiring lawyer had just returned to his land, Calcutta, after studying law in England with vivid dreams, sentiments and unrevealed enmity,that held beneath his eyes. Only after some vicissitudes of fortune, he had to embark the jo...