RAABTA

The family had got together for yet another wedding. This time it was totally different as Aarchi was toddling around Ajab mausi very possessively as the unknown people kept her occupied much to poor Aarchi's annoyance. Ajabdeh had made it a point that their wedding would be a very private affair with a very small guest list and no media glares and rumours. Pratap never really minded any of her conditions as long as she was ready for the marriage. The only thing he did mind was Ajabde inviting Phool to the wedding and her accepting the invite. Rukaiya had given birth to a beautiful baby boy, Salim who according to Jalal looked like his mother. Jalal much to Pratap’s relief has stopped his pranks with Patta or so he thought until he sat on the Papad bed made by Jiwa and him as soon as he entered the hall of the wedding. Jaivanta had insisted the marriage should take place in Surajgarh as the place was away from the glamour of the cities as well as where they belonged. The moment Aj...

Ajabde was getting ready for the office in Rukaiya’s kaftan. She was too late to go home and change. The gossip last night with the snacks and giggles lasted till 5am. She sat down at the table waiting for Rukaiya’s coffee and checked her watch. 9.30. She took the paper in hand. The morning newspaper made Ajabde frown. “Back In Paradise?” The Rajput Times read with a picture of them on the ramp, looking at the crowd hand in each other. The left section seemed to give a small throwback to his love life and the right… featured a picture of Miss Phool Kanwar. Nothing on the Foundation or Event on the front page, she turned to page 5 for a little detail on the project. “That’s it?” She frowned. “What?” Rukaiya asked, handing her the brewing hot coffee. “This… paper… has literally nothing on the project… they… they…” “Are hyped about Pratap Singh and Ajabde Punwar… we know.” Sau smiled a smile that made Ajabdeh frown. The girls seemed more than pleased with it. “I am going to work.” She go...