Fragance of Love

Chapter 2

Meera came out of dance practice from the auditorium of her college premises and was suddenly engulfed in a bone-crushing by none other than her best friend Janvi. 

“I missed you bitch, you should have come too with me. Manali is heaven, you will like it. Wait wait, you go there on your honeymoon with randhir dada” Janvi teases Meera. 

“First you have to release me to go on my honeymoon and I don't think that your avodro dada will ever see me as his girlfriend or wife he is too ignorant about my love for him” Meera signed. Janvi also nodded with Meera in agreement. That's true. Randhir never acknowledged Meera’s love for him. Though Janvi believes he knows, he is too smart to be obvious in this matter. 

“You don't worry Meera Dada will accept your love for him once he recognizes your madness for him. Who doesn't want the passionate love you have for him” Janvi tries to cheer up Meera's mood. 

“Leave him yaar, how was your dance practice going? You know Rahul asked about you while I was coming here. That poor guy is really into you Meera. He has been trying for the last year.” Janvi informed her. Rahul is her classmate and a total sweetheart. He proposed to her last year but Meera denied informing him about her one-sided love for someone else but he is adamant about having Meera and said he will wait for her eternity. Meera sometimes feels bad about him after all he is her good friend. But her love for Randhir is so intense that there is no place for someone else in her heart. She feels like he is the other half of her soul. You can not detach him from her heart. Janvi sometimes becomes confused about how her love for him is so deep without knowing him about her feelings. 

“Let's go to Cafe Meera and have our favorite coffee” Janvi pulled Meera's hand, pulling her from Dreamland. 

Mr. Keshev Gupta, Randhir's PA informs him about his schedule. “Sir, tomorrow you and your father are invited as chief guests to City Memorial College. You have not confirmed it yet. Will I confirm it?” hearing the City Memorial College's name Randhir looked up from the file he was reading. Only one person's name playing in his mind, Meera, that little seductress who always tries to capture his attention. He always tries to ignore it. He has known her since childhood, they often visit each other's house since their families are good friends from the start. The age gap between them always mocks him to check his feelings for her as she is way much younger than he likes. But in recent years she succeeded in capturing his attention. Though he did not show it, deep down he started liking her efforts. He would be lying if he said he loved her, no he did not love her and for him, her efforts are mere infatuations. He just became attracted to her in recent years. Her persuasion may have worked, he thought to himself.

“Yes, kindly inform them I am coming as a chief guest and also inform my father if his schedule permits us to go together. I have an important matter to discuss with him. You can leave. I need privacy.” That's enough for the old man to come out of his cabin. Randhir is a man of few words and enjoys his privacy, that's why his private life remains a mystery always. But his profession does not allow him much privacy. The next CM candidate is no joke, he has to work hard to earn it. 

“Will you not drink it today? Do you have something important tomorrow? There are also girls here. There might be someone who caught your attention.” Kushal asked Randhir. He is one of his closest friends and also a well-known industrialist in Mumbai. Right now he is in one of the penthouses of Kushal where he is attending a party. Randhir just nods his head, right now he is not interested in any girl. He had fair share of girls in bed while in college. But nowadays his attention is captured by Meera whom he can not have. “You are looking stressed, what happened?” Kushal asked. Randhir closed his eyes and leaned his head towards the sofa. Only one word came out of his mouth “Meera”. Kushal chuckle “ that 19 year old teen who has a crush on you? Dude you are in shit. She can't handle your roughness.” Kushal told Randhir. Kushal is right somewhere. He is not some vanilla love nor does he have time. He likes it rough and raw be it politics, business or any other thing. A mere teen can not handle him for sure. “I just can't get her out of my mind nowadays,” Randhir confessed with honesty. Kushal looked at him for sometime and he knew his friend was going to be whipped. But he has to realize it himself. “Why don't you make a move on her and let's see where it goes from there.? I mean she is totally into you.  Just give it a thought about it. Maybe your true feelings will surface after making a move.” Kushal encourages Randhir. “I am going home today, spare me sometime this week, i like to go to the club and have some fun” with that Randhir leaves the party.