Isha, a simple minded middle class girl's father gets arrested for a crime he has not even committed.
The daughter will go out of her way to prove her father's innocence. But what happens when she falls in love with the person somehow related to h...
I agreed to accompany in the project as soon as I saw the Pink City in pictures shown by my friend Disha.
"See. I told you that this city is beyond beautiful. " Disha exclaimed still swiping through the pictures.
It was the city of Jaipur in Rajasthan which shimmered pink in the evening light. It was best known for its royal forts and palaces along with its exotic jewellery and dresses.
The Hawa Mahal (so damn huge)
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The Jaipur jewellery. (If I ever get married this will be the ones)
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Mojadi aka Rajasthani styled cloth shoes.
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Just some other forts of Jaipur
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It was often the 'dream wedding destination of young couples.
"Ya man. It is pretty. No wonder the project is so important." I said still gazing at those pictures of forts.
"And I am jealous of you miss." She said putting a hand around my shoulder.
"If I were to get an opportunity to go there, I would grab it in a split second." She winked.
"Well, I am excited too for this trip..I mean project-wise but you know my boss Aditya." I replied while shaking her hand off my shoulder.
"He is so irritating. Like ughh!! I feel like breaking his face when I see him." I said while throwing some air punches.
"Chillax girl. You have to just accompany him not date him."
"Haha. Very funny. Just accompanying him is a nightmare...dating with him would be hell." We both laughed at the last sentence.
*******
"Its a yes." I say as Aditya is about to enter the cabin.
"Oh good you finally agreed that you are a psychopath who needs help."
"Excuse me," I say wide-eyed, "it was you who asked me to be a part of RJP not the other way round."
Note: RJP stands for Raje's Jaipur project.
"Looks like you managed to spoil my company's name with your little abbreviation." He said smirkingly.
"Okay then I guess I should withdraw my name from the project then."
This faltered his smirk.
I was about to turn around and return to my desk when..
"Um...apart from the snarky comments your presence will be really needed at the" he stuttered, "PJP."
He finally accepted his defeat.
*******
I returned to my apartment. Although it had wooden floors white washed walls and furniture for the perfect homely ambience but it still lacked people.
The people who actually make a house into a home.
It reminded me of my parental house. A small bungalow at the side of a quiet alley. It wouldn't be distinguishable from other bungalows if I had not spilled a yellow paint box at the doorstep.
It was my home.
Filled with people I cared and loved the most. My parents. It was just perfect like they showed in the movies but just like the cinemas, one came a villain and took it all away.
While I lamented in the darkness of loneliness, my phone beeped.
They were tickets. Airplane tickets. Of tomorrow.
Wait! What!!!! TOMORROW!?!?!
This idiot was giving me the tickets now when there is hardly a day left for the departure.
Shit!!!! I hadn't even packed yet. What am I suppose to take. I didnt even know the weather in Jaipur or what I was supposed to wear.
Many problems. One sloution----GOOGLE.
I googled to only find out that it is above 40⁰C during day in Jaipur and freezing cold at night.
So I packed: Formals (to wear at meetings) Hoodie for nights Tank top (for sightseeing if possible) And last but not the least my Sunglasses.
Oh wait! Forgot the most important thing.. HEADPHONES. ( cancelling any disturbances aka Aditya) I packed those all in my neon suitcase.
It was morning. The air was humid as though it was going to rain soon. I reported first to the office and then took a cab for the Mumbai Airport.
Sure enough before we could enter the airport, it started raining.
It was raining cats and dogs. Everyone was rushing inside the gate while covering their heads. In that bustle I bumped into a guy.
Before I could apologize, Aditya grabbed me by my elbow and sprinted towards the boarding area.
The security checking started and just as I was uploading the bag over the roller I realised the neon coloured suitcase had turned into a green one.
Rain magic??!
Oh wait!!
It's not mine.
I looked around to spot my neon case to be found nowhere.
And then the next thing happened...
"Damn it Aditya! Why did you put it on the roller without asking?!"
"What was I supposed to do?? Wait for you till you look around."
"Dumbhead!! I was looking for my suitcase." I yelled still looking it around.
"Wait so this isn't your---
Before he could complete, the alarm started ringing.
In no time the police dog came rushing and sniffing the green suitcase.
A crowd had gathered around. Mostly of police officers.
Man!! You got to be kidding me.
Writer's note : Thankyou for reading this chapter.i hope you have enjoyed it. Make sure you vote and com I know I have uploaded this really late sorry for that.
