PROLOGUE
Staring at the beautiful garden in front of me, compelled me to think about the wonderful people that have come and gone from my life, and how I felt a confusing sadness at those who had left, and it was because I knew my understanding was not right. Each person who came into my life, those who stayed, and those who left, are all a flower in my garden.
I'm pondering over my thoughts when I listen to a booming laugh from one of the patrons sitting at the table beside me.
'Zayka' the place where I am, is one of my favorite places because here I feel at Serenity.
It is run by Mrs. & Mr. Sharma. They are a couple in their early fifties and are the sweetest people in this world. We call them Nana and Nona because they were there for us when we girls were alone in this big city.
People love coming here because here the staff cares for their patrons as their family members.
I once again check my watch and realize I have been waiting here for 15 minutes now.
My two best friends are always late. Yet I can't help and care for them. They are the most valuable people in my life. In short, they are the charming gardeners who make my soul blossom.
Is it too cheezy? Don't mind me, I just love plants and their references.
Yet what can I say I'm craving some cheese fries.
Waiting has made me hungry. For once I was trying to be civil waiting for them before ordering but who am I kidding, Even if I starve, they will take their sweet time before arriving.
So I stand up and walk to the counter to order. As I approached the counter I see Uncle Abby or Abhay the head chef at Zayka arranging cutlery.
"Hi," I announce, he shortly glances towards me and in his fatherly tone asks, "Hello Paakhi dear, How are you?"
Abhay is in his early forties and a father figure in our life.
He and his wife both work as head culinarians at Zayka. "I'm fine uncle Abby," I reply with a smile.
Girls and I decided to call him Abby because he calls us by our nickname and we wanted to give him one too."So where are the devils? " he asks cheerfully.
"Late as usual" I acknowledge with a shrug.
He chuckles and shakes his head, "I'm hungry..." I whine.
"Huh, this is a problem, we need to solve." He plays along.
"So what will my girl have?" He asks, keeping his duster aside.
"burger, cheese fries, and a can of coke," I order excitedly.
He frowns and chides, "eat something healthy."
"This time please!" I beg and pout. He mumbles something along the lines of "These girls have me wrapped."
I chuckle hearing him and look around.
Seconds later he returns with a dish and passes it to the ongoing waiter.
"Your Aunty is preparing your meal. Because I can't serve you poison." He taunts.
"Don't overreact," I exclaim and punch him lightly and he chuckles and asks, "How was the event yesterday?"
I instantly perk up and tell him everything about the event that we planned yesterday.
We girls are event planners. We are not that established in the market but we still are known in our area.
Zayka is our caterer. We all work together. I don't know what we would have done without them, Whatever we are today is because of them.
When Uncle walks in to grab my order, thoughts occupy my mind.
Which are halted when the door to the cafe opens and in walk my two best friends. Dressed to impress!All of us are diverse from each other but we still make a small loving family of our own, Aditi is the exact description of a fashionista, wild, beautiful, and charismatic, with her looks she can have any guy and she does have them. She doesn't give a thought to anybody except the people she loves.
Whereas Maanya is silent, loving, artistic, and beautiful. She has a heart of gold. She trusts people easily and that always hurts her in the end.
And then there is me (Paakhi Kapoor), Plain Jane, I don't judge people by looks but the world does. You are never perfect in their eyes. So I just gave up trying to be perfect because being perfect doesn't mean being good in everything but being perfect means being good in what makes you happy.
As they approached me they start discussing the traffic and other excuses for them being late. As Uncle brings my order, I grab it and return to my seat leaving them to their greetings. As I start munching on my fries, girls take their seats at the table and start munching on my food"Hey! these are mine." I exclaim covering my plate with my hands.
"P baby, do you remember I acquainted you that sharing is a very generous thing, and you are a good girl right?"Aditi says as if talking to a 4-year-old to which Maanu snickers and I just roll my eyes, but me being a generous and sharing person I let them eat from my plate. As I start on my burger, the girl's orders arrive. Like me, they have ordered burgers too. As I had ordered before them, my food is finished. So I start eating fries from their plate and tell the same thing to Aditi when she asks me to cease.
When I finished the fries on Adi's plate I shift to Maanu's plate but before I could, she had eaten all her fries and pass me a smirk. I just pout, nonetheless, I'm full, So I don't mind.
"So I got the payment from yesterday's event and after paying all the bills we have Rs.8,500 left," I announce. Seconds later I'm still waiting for their reactions and I'm not astounded when Aditi shouts "Holy Shit!!!" to which a reply comes from the counter "Language lady!!" ...
"Sorry Abby," Aditi calls back all the while glaring at me and Maanu because we are laughing like juveniles.
"So let's go watch a movie," Maanu suggest catching the tissue that Aditi threw at her.
"Ya and then we can go shopping in the mall," Aditi said excitedly.
"Of course, only you can add shopping in anything and everything," I say rolling my eyes to which she just shrugs.This girl is crazy about shopping .....
So we book a cab, say our goodbyes to Abby and Aunty, and promise to come help in the cafe tomorrow. We depart for a relaxing day ahead.
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