Present Day

Kumar residence

Mrunal was silently cooking in the kitchen some soup for her dad. Arjun liked the herbal soup that his daughter had learnt to make during her stay in the Akademi.

Vrinda, Mrunal's mentor in the akademi was the inspiration for her changed aura.

Vrinda mam was the epitome of grace and beauty. She was the pandora of Indian heritage and cultural disparities among the various foreign and Indian culture.

Being in her stride, Mrunal was able to grasp some of her qualities, which was novel for her family members and friends.

The front porch

Arjun was reading the newspaper in the shade of the early morning sun.

"...Appa?...your soup..." Mrunal bought the soup for her father who smiled satisfactorily at her care for him. 

They were talking about the random things joyfully when

"...good morning uncle..."

Hearing his soft husky voice, an irritated Mrunal just took the tray with the empty crockery and moved inside the house. Rajeev loved the way she was still avoiding her favourite thing in him – his droopy eyes.

"...good morning, Buji!..." Rajeev wished her who had turned her back to him, halting. She ignored him as always especially his eyes and voice.

Arjun welcomed him to have a chat with him and told Mrunal to make some tea and snacks for the guest.

Without saying a word, she walked briskly inside muttering cusses at Rajeev.

Deepika saw the way her daughter was chopping the vegetables aggressively, twisting her face. She had come to have some cold water after her morning yoga session when

"...I will manage with dal and rice...no need to exert your anger on the poor cauliflower!!..." the mother teased her, who looked at her with fiery sad eyes.

That didn't stop her, who went to make the tea for the guest as requested by her father.

Deepika didn't further tease her angry daughter anymore and moved out of the kitchen, for her own safety.

As she poured the tea onto the cups, it dawn upon her to hurt the man the most cruel way possible.

The dining table area.

An evilly smiling Mrunal placed the tray with some homemade snacks for Arjun and the guest who couldn't help but try to decipher her intention with the food for him.

He embraced himself for the worst from the angry devilish angel and smelled the concoction understanding her mischief. But he didn't stop and surprised her with his next act.

As Rajeev drank the tea, he grimaced a little and glanced at her who smirked at her win. But his next words shocked her.

"...nice...but next time...I would prefer more ginger and cardamom perhaps...Buji..." his smile didn't fade while talking sweetly to her who creased her brows breathing fire from her nostrils.

How could he drink her chilli powder clad tea without cringing or spatting it out!!

"...Ah!! That's right! Buji, next time make it like that...with a tint of...perhaps....um..." Arjun snapped his fingers to remember the ingredient when

"...clove?!..." Rajeev tried to suggest making Arjun pat his shoulders lovingly and Mrunal scoff at the way he was able to twirl Arjun in his little finger.

She jerked her saree ends and moved out of the space not able to take his aura.

Rajeev watched the way she was looking alluring with the select sarees she would adorn nowadays.

How he controlled himself to not pick her in his arms to hear her sweet giggles!

Then suddenly his vision caught a beautiful sight that twinkled his eyes. The sparkling gold pearl waist chain peeking out of her slight bare waist, covered by pure Bengal cotton handloom red green mix saree with a traditional designed blouse.

'...is she planning to kill me?!!...' the thought made him excuse from the talkative Arjun who halted his talks upon hearing his want to make a call.

And moreover, his phone was ringing with Duster's call who had reminded to contact him for any info about the case.

Arjun saw the interaction between the once love birds, and snickered at his win. The way Mrunal acted only encouraged the father to not let the man-boy out of his sight as he had seen the glitter in Rajeev's eyes upon seeing his Buji.

"...Son!...why don't we go have a look at my vegetable patch?...you will love it!!...." Arjun patted the boy's shoulder who had kept the call from Duster.

"..." Rajeev just nodded his head and looked back at not able to meet his angry babygirl. He wanted to have conversation with his Buji to sort out the jumbled puzzle and spell out his heart in front of her.

NatyaPrabha

Mrunal took a deep breath before starting her warm exercise as instructed by her Vrinda Mam. 

https://youtu.be/EMc9Pr9WYmo

(Kindly imagine Mrunal doing the above dance)

As she opened her eyes, she noticed those feet which would dare to enter the premises. Her eyes looked up to see him in his full glory, giving off his infamous smirk.

She got up slowly with her fiery eyes and thought to move out as she didn't want to breath the same air as his.

But...

He just closed in her, making her walk backwards. Rajeev saw the way her cream skin accentuated from the black simple netted crop top and palazzo set, was breath-taking.

The dare. Mrunal couldn't understand how could a subtle, calm and composed man change within a fraction of some years. The years he had stayed away from his love – his Buji.

Her back hit the wall beside the table, with his bodice moving closer to hers.

"..."

Placing his callous veiny hands softly on thewall beside her scared but confident face, he gave his intense smile. As shemoved her gaze back to his eyes which had managed to bend down to her facelevel. Rajeev's eyes dilated at the way she moved her forehead which dancedsensing his heavenly presence which she missed. 

Buji's chronicles

'05/14/2X – my safe haven

Today, he locked his gaze at me when I sang the note 'Db' as he taught us in the class.... but silly me...couldn't reprise it again...how could I?!...

We were alone in the dim light classroom which felt pretty cold waiting for the sun to peek out of its hiding, after the harsh rains...

He caught hold of my hand softly as I moved my mouth to sing the part.

His eyes moved with the wave of my mouth. When...

...he suddenly moved his veiny hands towards my throat to guide me on lowering the notation a pitch down.

I could feel my eyes dilate at his soft caress on my palms. His eyes didn't stray away from me, but moved closer scaring me...

But I loved his closeness, making me feel safe and untainted. I know he will.... always. mon cœur*...'

(*mon cœur – My heart in French)

How could he do this? in her house? In broad daylight? With her parents in the vicinity?

"..."

His droopy brown eyes were just moving on her face trying to capture her new self. 

The kohled eyes.

Her smooth textured skin.

The miniscule bindi.

The free flowing long wavy soft hair.

Finally...

Her lips...soft, baby pink...

Mrunal felt him closing in for a kiss...

"...don't!..." he stopped at her stern voice whispering to him who wanted to remind her ...

Buji's chronicles

'09/21/2X -departure to Akademi

...my body may leave this soil which witnessed my love for you...

...but my heart will be with you...forever...

...coz it only belongs to you...

...the rightful owner of my body and soul...Rajeev Nair... mon cœur...

"...*soft chuckle*...it's my rights..." and continued to move in, when she moved her face away to refuse his advances.

She shaked her head tearing up, disagreeing to his words which she had elapsed from her matured mind. His thumbs caressed her cheeks with his index fingers tracing her lips, wanting his soft touch. She loved it, but denied it in hushed tone...

"...no, it's not!...I am...I am with..." Why couldn't she tell him about Akash, puzzling her.

'tell him!'

'Tell him about Akash!'

'discourage him!'

'bash at him!'

His soft chuckle with a whiff of mint scent, made her close her almond eyes.

Gasp!

The soft wet kiss on her misty neck!

Her breaths fastened at his audacity but.

"...*groan*...I missed you!..." murmuring he was taking his time to breath in her scent while closing in, if it was possible. The soft grab on her neck tantalised her tilting them innocently to give him access.

The small gasp breathed from her soft lips made him chuckle at her struggle and the way she enjoyed his soft touches so much.

Why was she not moving away from his dominating self who wanted to only pamper her?

His breaths were moving from her hair to her earlobe, kissing them in between to get a slight flinch from her. He was not surprised at her not moving out of his grip. As he knew that she missed him too, badly.

Then his hands travelled slowly from throat, sternum tracing them with no protests from her. As they finally touched her sweaty waist caressing it tenderly, scaring and mesmerising her at the same time.. His fingers were escaping in between the little pearls on her gold waist chain, wanting his soft kisses. His right hand fisted while still atop the wall, feeling the tingle in his innards.

'no!...I am with Akash!'

'get him off!'

'now!'

She pursed her lips trying to listen to her consciousness and finally, pushed him lightly.

Resentful, she rubbed her neck of his mischief, seeing his sweet laugh who tried to correct her. But...

"...this is...*interrupted breaths*...wrong?!..." with her quivering lips and remorseful eyes, she jolted out of the class space making Rajeev smile at her false rejections.

"...No, it's not!!..." whispering he went back to bid his bye to the family.

Nair Mansion

Sonia was tearing up upon knowing that Nimya was not able to sustain the pain from the treatment, she suggested Namith to try the ayurvedic method for her illness.

"...Amma, for now we don't have the time to try anything new...as of now, she is recovering from her illness slowly...we can just wait for the medicines and therapy to work..." Namith tried to make his mother-in-law understand the complications that might entitle if they had to go back to square one.

Trishna was looking lost caressing her daughter's hair who was peacefully sleeping on her lap.

Vinay thought to have a second opinion and arranged for a concal with the best specialist to get the right treatment for his sweet grandkid.

SmartArt of Business School

Soumya was taking down the notes from the meeting being conducted prior to the annual program for the business school.

Prisha had gone to the university for a meeting for discussing their next agenda for the academic year and also to have the nod on recruiting new curriculum in the existing one. Of course, Sanal assigned almost two bodyguards for her, to her much refusal.

Ram then helped Sanal to take down the list of teachers who would be helping them in the cultural program.

"...Sunny! We have the....um...*clears throat*...meeting in the restaurant...remember?..." Dino came to get Sanal for their meeting in the outskirts of the city.

"...Ram...do call me if you have any trouble regarding the documentation of the new tender with the government college in collaborating for the national seminar in the city hall...ok...call me or Prisha...alright?!..." saying so Sanal patted Ram's shoulder and looked over Soumya to help the teacher out in case.

The couple were sipping on their tea in the evening in the quiet space of the school canteen.

Soumya smiled when Ram told her about his parents visiting him during the annual program.

"...Somi!...I forgot to tell you completely...my synopsis has been accepted...its not long when they call me for the final thesis submission...*sigh*...I am so relaxed right now..." Ram wanted to share his happiness of finally able to reach the final stage of his PhD research work.

Soumya was helping him a lot towards his research from the time she came to know about the novel idea that he would put forward in the field of forensic science and education.

It was pivotal and crucial study of the paediatric wards who were being party to certain medical condition suffered during the pandemic. When Soumya studied the research work, it encouraged her to give her inputs on the subject which Ram thought to publish as an article in collaboration with him.

The couple were really made for each other, who knew their personalities and blended too well with each of them.

Click!

Click!

Soumya felt the flickering of camera flash on her face when she bend down to pick the napkin.

"..." Ram notice her disturbance and thought it to be the stretch of her muscles. As she had complained about a muscles spasm few days back, post her lap practice in the swim room.

"...What the...?!..." She looked for the origin of the flash but couldn't. As Ram asked her, she told him about the sudden camera flash being felt on her face and body.

Ram abruptly got up from his seat and scavenged around the area, not stopping at just the canteen.

As he moved past the restroom and the school corridor being followed by Soumya, he could sense a foreign entity in the premises.

He ran after the unknown person who seemed to have fasten his pace on being caught.

The chase came till the school gate where the identified person rushed into a waiting van and escaped out of the vicinity, before Ram would catch hold of him.

However, Ram was able to capture the vehicles number which he immediately told the huffing Soumya who took it down in her phone notepad.

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