Anaya Singh, neither model like body nor a fat one just enough muscle not your any cliche girl either loved or hated, her life is just complicated, one of the best in her field of work of solving problems and improving the already solved matters by...
This nagging feeling which sits right at the bottom of your stomach is a little weird to start with and that feeling was not seemingly very good for Shivansh right now because just as he entered the premises of his home or technically his mother's home the vibes in the surrounding were of somewhat different from it usually is.
And Bua Dadi was someone he couldn't predict of what she was going to bombard his life with because she was a totally unpredictable lady and will continue to do so.
As the eldest in the house her decision was something written on a stone which could not be defied in any condition so he was obligated to bend to whatever she wanted because after his Dadaji the person he had to respect willingly or not was Bua Dadi and in her case it was very much willing.
But it was very rare for her to come on her own to this house particularly because every time she wanted to meet anyone of us or all the family she would call everyone to the Chauhan ancestral house and for her to come all of a sudden commences for a very serious matter, something very important because as this house holds a lot of memory of Dadaji so she very hardly comes to this place and rightfully so.
The elegant figure seated royally on the plush sofa in the main living room radiated nothing but the aura which could dominate any living species was of Sunanda Chauhan.
She smiled graciously at him to which he bend to take her blessings.
She put her hand on his head her rather hard eyes which softens at the sight of any of her grandchildren.
When he took a seat beside her and her getting the cue to get on with the topic she was here for after so many years.
"I think your parents haven't inform you about what I am here for." She looked at Neelima with distaste written all over her face but she dared utter a word.
He nodded at the angry lady with purpose of diffusing any upcoming scolding his mom might have to suffer.
"Your grandfather was planning on some things before... everything."
This break was much longer than the previous one making the surrounding much more thick than it already was.
"And it was concerned with your life." She said looking at him.
He said nothing but just looked at her to continue "Bhai sa aapki shaadi pakki karne waale the." She looked at him intently expecting some kind of reaction from but did he disappoint her by not giving any.
Thinking of the silence as a signal to continue "His best friend Vikram Singh Rajawat was nothing less than a brother to him and they were waiting for you guys to turn a little mature before going on with what both of them had in their minds from the day Bitto was born." The fondness oozing off of her face and the venomous expression on his mother's with the endearment she was using did not go unnoticed by him.
"He and Ginni were coming here for the official talks that day but could not because of something and the rest is history because of which the much decided talks were left unattended..."
A much surprising voice of Neelima rang "what was that something and why is it just history tell him all of it!!"
But the glare Sunanda shot her she was silent the same moment but her red eyes and face sang a different story.
"But now when I got the video messages of both my bhai sa I have take up responsibility to pick all of it from where it was left and for that you are coming to India with me tomorrow evening."
And it seemed like a command than a request.
.....
Would things have been different if Dadaji was here? Would Dadaji have asked me for my opinion regarding all of it? It was his life after all.
"Damn it!!"
A fleeting image of Anaya flashed before him but he shook it off knowing things are already messy enough to add more things up in it moreover as complicated as Anaya.
He sighed out defeatedly.
...
Standing beside dad waiting for Bua dadi to board the jet the instinct of the things changing drastically brew up inside of him.
Things have not been in my control much recently.
When his dad made way to meet the pilot he just shrugged off the hurricane of thoughts.
"Let's see what's awaiting me in India this time or rather 'who'."
Heyaaa!! Long time guys. Well some of you asked for an update but I couldn't then but see! Here I am.
You see I got over with so many tests and I have the next on 30th of this month but still this time seems enough for me to update.
Are you getting how hectic it is for me from the amount of days which I think of as "decent enough".
Btw someone added the book to their reading list named as 'slow updates or late updates' something like that. If that person is reading the author's note then please raise a hand🤣
But seriously when I was a reader I would get so frustrated with the authors who updated very late which was the reason why I updated my book very regularly in the start but now when I fall under the mentioned category I get the bts with all the no motivation thing and most importantly hectic schedule.
Enough of the blabber if anyone's reading it that is cause some of my audience does not even have the time to vote at least *scoffs*commenting is a faaar off thing.
Your author is sassy as hell so beware!
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-Anushaka
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