RAABTA

The family had got together for yet another wedding. This time it was 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 glare and rumours. Pratap never really minded any of her conditions as long as she was ready for the marriage. The only thing he did not mind was Ajabdeh 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 m...

Ajabdeh 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 5 am. She sat down at the table, waiting for Rukaiya's coffee and checked her watch. 9.30. She took the newspaper in hand. The morning newspaper made Ajabdeh frown. "Back In Paradise?" The Rajput Times read with a picture of them on the ramp, looking at the crowd, hands in each other's. 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, so 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 nothing on the project... they... they..."  "Are hyped about Pratap Singh and Ajabdeh Punwar... we know." Sau smiled a smile that made...