WEEKEND HEIST ( slow updates )

Opening up

Varun and Laya discussed about the paintings and the Varun noted the points mentioned by her regarding the paintings that she needs. He also added some suggestions to her points and she accepted those changes. After 2 hours Varun came home and started drafting the designs that he is going to paint on the walls. He blended batik painting and medieval art patterns. He also decided to add some innovative and thought provoking quotes . He decided to write them in Devanagari font. After he is done with sketching everything he checked the time. It is around 7: 30 pm. He recalled that Meera called him to her place for dinner. He fed food to nila and rushed to meera's house. He knocked the door and waited for her to answer. After a minute meera opened the door and flaunted her infectious smile.

Varun : Hey ! Sorry for being late.

Meera : it's ok. You must be busy right ? Are you done with drafting the paintings ?

Varun : yeah ! I made some rough sketches and they came out well. 

Varun mimicked as if he smelled something and walked into the kitchen. He got the smell of onions.

Varun : I thought you cooked everything and I can eat like a pig. 

Meera : I don't know that you can eat like a pig. If i was aware of that i would have cooked everything.

Varun : was that a joke ?

Meera : That is upto you Mr.Artist.

Varun grinned like a madman and walked into the kitchen. He wore the apron and started cooking. Meera chopped the vegetables and kept everything ready for him to cook. After an hour the dinner is ready.

Meera :  Your cooking skills are just awesome. Your future wife is very lucky to have you.

Meera told with a smile. Varun looked at her without blinking his eyes.

Meera : Varun ! Where are you lost ? Let's have our dinner. I am starving.

Varun : 2 minutes.

Saying that Varun walked towards the refrigerator and came back with coriander leaves.

Meera : oh ! I forgot to chop them.

Varun : it's ok. I will do that. 

Varun added coriander leaves to the dishes cooked by him and they arranged everything on the table. They sat opposite to each other on the round dining table and started digging in their food.

Meera : Wow ! The food is so delicious. 

Varun : thanks madam ! 

Meera : when did you learn cooking ?

Varun : I started cooking since i was a teen. My mom was bedridden for few months back then because of a spine injury. So, i had to cook for everyone by listening to my mom's instructions.

Meera : oh ! Are you a mumma's boy ?

Varun looked at her with a questioning face.

Varun : what made you think like that ?

Meera : I can say that by just looking at you and by the way you are behaving.

Varun : oh ! I don't know if i am a mumma's boy But she is the most important person in my life.

Meera smiled.

Varun : you are a dad's girl right ? 

Meera's smile dropped.

Varun : what happened ?

Meera : nothing ! 

Varun didn't understand why she is sad all of sudden. He saw tears forming in her eyes. Suddenly she dropped the spoon and ran into her room and closed the door. Varun was unable to process what just had happened. He got up and walked towards her room. He knocked the door.

Meera : Varun ! I am sorry for spoiling our dinner. Please give some time to me. 

Varun : I will give you only 5 minutes Meera. You can't do this. I know that something is wrong. You can talk to me about that. Please ! 

He didn't get any response. He sat outside the room by leaning against the door. 

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Meera was sitting on the other side of the door and weeping as she recalled that day. The day when she lost connection with him. He stopped talking to her for something that she never did. She cried for few minutes and realised that she is not alone in the house. She opened the door and Varun lost his balance.

Varun : hey ! 

He got up and held her by her shoulders.

Varun : why are you crying Meera ? 

Meera : I need some time to speak about that. Come let's have dinner.

Varun : huh ? 

Meera : what ? Aren't you hungry ?

Varun nodded his head like a kid as she spoke in a authoritative tone.

They had their dinner in silence. 

Meera and Varun washed the utensils and sat down on the couch. They are silent for few minutes.

Meera : wine ? 

Varun : No ! 

Meera : Beer ?

Varun : No ! I don't drink today.

Meera : why ?

Varun : It's Wednesday . I will drink only on Saturdays and Sundays.

Meera : great ! You are such a good boy. But i am not a sanskari like you.

Meera grabbed a wine bottle from the refrigerator and came back.

Varun : Can I ask you something ?

Meera : what's that ?

Varun : do you smoke ?

Meera : chii ! No ! I hate that smell.

Varun  : Me too. Yuck! That smell is too disturbing.

Meera : hmm. 

Varun got up and walked into the kitchen for bringing a glass for her but she completely half bottle by the time he is back. He sighed and sat beside her.

Varun :hey drunken beauty ! Stop drinking more.

Meera : wait ! Don't snatch it from me. Listen to me sorrow.

Varun : ok ! Tell your sorrow.

Meera : it all started when i ran away from my own wedding. 

Meera spoke in a drunk tone.

Varun : what ?

Meera : yes ! I ran away from my own wedding because of some obvious reasons. I explained Raja Ram few days before the wedding. But he didn't listen to me. He told that he know very well about my mischievous and crazy nature. He declined my words. So, i did that. But he blamed me by saying that I spoiled his reputation.

Meera's tone changed into cracked voice all of sudden.

Varun : who is Raja Ram ?

Meera : who else ? He is my father.

Meera : I think he would have been happy if i rather died in the hands of that moron.

a tears rolled down  from her eyes. Varun felt bad for her.

Varun : who is that moron ? 

Meera : Karthik !  Now he is married and he have 2 kids.

Meera showed karthik's photo in her phone. 

Meera : looked at that dumb lady . She is smiling widely because she is unaware of her husband. 

Varun was more than after seeing karthik's photo and also the lady beside him. 

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