The Wedding Planner

"I said small mirrors. Don't you understand simple instructions? Do you want to get fired?" The intern looked scared as Ajabdeh Punwar grilled him. "It's on your list. Take it back. Now."

"But, Ma'am. We didn't find…" He stopped at her stare. "Then you haven't looked everywhere. Find it." She said. "I don't work with excuses. I want everything to be perfect and exactly like the bride wants. Got it?" She sighed as he left in a hurry.

"Hello, boss." Shakti's words made her turn as she checked the watch.

"You are five minutes late." She reminded him.

"But the traffic." He frowned.

"When Dad told me to treat you like the others, he meant it, Shakti. Now off you go. There is a truck loaded with gifts for the kids at the NGO. Take them there." She pointed at the driveway of the Punwar mansion.

"But I was supposed to work in the accounts department of your…" he stopped at her stare.

"First, learn to be on time," she reminded him. He walked away towards the driveway, checking off the items as they were loaded on the truck.

"I hate weddings." He murmured to himself.

"Don't say that. She will kill you." He turned at the familiar voice as Heer smiled at him.

"Let me help you." She offered.

"Thank you. You are my saviour." Shakti smiled.

"Just don't tell Jija. She will fire you." Heer laughed.

"So you are moving back here?" He asked.

"Dadabhai offered me the job to do the interiors of the farmhouse. I think I will take up the project." She agreed.

"You will have a better boss than me." He made her laugh.

"How do I look?" Rukaiya checked herself in the mirror.

"Like a bride?" Pratap said, unsure, making Jaivanta stare at him with a warning glance as Rukaiya's mother laughed.

"Humour Ajabdeh that way and she will kill you." Rukaiya frowned at him.

Khan Uncle blessed the bride and turned to Pratap.

"She is in a bad mood over some mirrors. Some poor soul may get fired today." Pratap and Rukaiya looked alarmed at his words. "You want Jalal to talk to her?"

"I will." Pratap nodded reassuringly. "Let Jalal have his moment."

"Poor Heer must be tired babysitting all of you." Jaivanta's words made Pratap stare as Khan Uncle laughed.

"You are not new here. Why are the mocktails not ready yet?" Pratap walked up behind her as she snapped at Jacob. He gestured at Jacob to leave, and that made her turn to face him.

"What? You are not ready yet? Is Rukaiya ready? Where is Heer? Why is nobody bothered?" She looked irked "This way, nobody will be ready on time."

"Calm down." He took her hands in his. " Or I will book an appointment with Doctor Sekhawat again." He warned her.

"I am not anxious." She snapped. "I want the wedding to be perfect for them. You know how much Jalal and Rukaiya mean to me. I don't want to screw up their best day."

"You are Ajabdeh Punwar. You are the best in the business. You can't screw anything up. Just relax. It's your friends' wedding. Enjoy it a little. Laugh with them. They will remember that, not whether the mirrors were small. Give me some attention. I will look super handsome in that sherwani." He made her smile.

"Coming from someone who thinks it's a scam industry, that mirror comment is offensive. Because some people do cherish attention to detail." She retorted.

He pulled her by her hands towards him and held her waist. She looked a little surprised and wide-eyed.

"What are you doing?"

"I just realised in between hating weddings and stopping some, I happened to fall in love with the queen of that scamming industry."

"Oh, how very flattering." She taunted. "People are watching. Let me go."

"Only if you promise to be calmer and not fire anyone." She rolled her eyes at him. "Fine. Next time you are agitated before the annual general meeting, I will pop into your office for some romance and see if it calms you down."

"Try that." He smirked. "I always fantasised about it on the office couch…"

"Stop that." She slapped his arm, making him laugh. "Go and get dressed. I will be there soon."

"Coffee, Ma'am?" He asked, letting her go.

"Can always use a cup." She nodded.

"So, where are you going for a vacation?" It was Shakti who popped the question to Jalal at the dinner party. "I was thinking of Switzerland," Jalal said. "What do you say?" He turned to Pratap. "You two take so many vacations nowadays."

"Trust me, you wouldn't want to know if you don't want to spend your honeymoon trekking or your entire life in adventure sports." He made Jalal laugh.

"He's just saying so because he's scared of what Ajabdeh might try next." Shakti stopped at his cold stare.

"Come, let's dance." Rukaiya dragged Jalal away. As Shakti went to ask his mother for a dance and Jaivanta redirected him to Heer, Udai, and Pratap shared a glance across the room.

"You are doing that again," Udai said, almost in a murmur to his wife.

"Doing what?" She asked.

"Setting up Heer with Shakti," Udai said in a warning tone.

"So? It will be perfect. The sisters won't fight like most sisters-in-law do." Udai shook his head at her words.

"Leave them alone. Let's dance." He took her to the dance floor.

"I am just trying to be a good mother", Jaivanta reasoned.

"Sure you are." Udai agreed, "But definitions have changed. Leave him alone."

Pratap smiled, knowing what his parents were talking about. He looked around. His wife was missing. Again.

He made his way through the staff-only entrance to spot her waving her hands and instructing the waiters.

"That's enough now." She turned at his words. "Come with me."

"But … I have to be there when they serve…" He made her stop with a stare as they stood in the empty corridor.

"Let's dance." He gave her his hand.

"Here?" She asked.

"Yes. Knowing you will never dance in public at a wedding you organised." He said matter-of-factly. She smiled sheepishly.

"But I am wearing heels." She shrugged. He went down on his knees as she looked around the empty corridor, alarmed that someone might spot them. He took off her shoes and put them away, placing her feet over his shining boots.

"There you go." He held her by the waist as her hand travelled to his shoulders. "Anything else?"

"I don't know the song."

"Oh, shut up." He snapped, making her laugh as he adjusted her pasha right beside her vermilion-clad hairline and kissed her forehead. They matched each other's rhythm in perfect sync, staring into each other's eyes. The music played on.

Tu ne jo dekha hai, tu ne jo jana hai

Hu bhi nahi bhi hu main woh.

Chahoge tum jaisa ho jaunga waise,

Chaho toh vaada ye le lo…

The End

Sibling's Day

Shakti always had a very strict sibling equation with Pratap. Though they were only two years apart, the siblings had very different tastes and preferences. For Shakti, Pratap's disciplined and well-planned life looked like he was missing out on a lot of things. He sometimes didn't even approve of how impulsive Pratap was when he was emotional. Shakti, on the other hand, prioritised experiences over plans. He never found a need to feel deeply for anything the way Pratap did, and over the years, mostly in Pratap's absence from the family, he had managed to find a way with his parents. But he didn't really have any other elder sibling figure. All his cousins' sisters were close to him and younger. But with Ajabdeh, he had developed this very strong connection over the past few weeks. As a child, Shakti's playmate in the house used to be Sajja, while his father worked, his mother ran NGOs, and Pratap was always found with his head in a book. Ajabdeh was up for an...

Purnota: Chapter Forty Four

Aniruddha tapped his black loafers on the Italian marble floor of the entrance as he eyed his watch. It was almost half past five. He checked himself in the full-size mirror beside the coat hanger, looking fresh as he shaved and bathed, set his hair, chose a white summer blazer over his black shirt and trousers and abandoned the idea of a tie. He cleaned his glasses with the handkerchief, contemplating whether he should knock at Asha’s door, telling Bondita to hurry. He wondered what the women were doing there for such a long time. He could hear them giggling and gossiping as he walked past the room. He wondered what huge deal a party was that a woman needed another to help her dress up. He took out his phone and wondered if he should call her downstairs instead to avoid the awkwardness of knocking on the door. It was then that Aniruddha heard footsteps on the stairs and looked up in a reflex. He would give her a piece of his mind for wasting precious moments, especially when they...

My Everything

Kunwar Pratap stormed into the Mahal at Gogunda amidst uncertainty and chaos. Happy faces of the chieftains and soldiers welcomed him as Rawat Chundawat, and some other chieftains stopped the ongoing Raj Tilak. A visibly scared Kunwar Jagmal looked clueless at a visibly angry Kunwar Pratap. Rani Dheerbai Bhatiyani hadn't expected Kunwar Pratap to show up, that too, despite her conveying to him his father's last wish of crowning Kunwar Jagmal. Twenty-one days after Udai Singh's death, she was finally close to a dream she had dared to dream since Jagmal was born. He was not informed about the Raj Tilak as per Dheerbai's instructions. She eyed Rawat Ji. He must have assembled the chiefs to this revolt against her son, against the dead king. No one except them knew where Kunwar Pratap was staying. It was for the safety of his family. " What are you doing, Chotima?" A disappointed voice was directed at her. She could stoop down so low? For the first time, an anger...

AAYA TERE DAR PAR DEEWANA

Pratap was outside the gates of Meera Girls College in Udaipur by the next afternoon, unsure of whether to go in and ask for her. He spotted a few girls walking out, and one of them kept staring at him suspiciously before approaching him. He stood in his spot, still awkward as she asked, “Aren’t you that ASI guy that Roshni met?” “I… what?” Pratap narrowed his eyes “I am sorry, I don’t remember you.” “I am Mahek.” The girl waved her hand and smiled, “I was with her at Chawand.” “Oh, I see.” Pratap sighed. “I found some information that might help her …err… project.” He stopped at Mahek’s suspicious frown. “So I thought…” “You came all the way here to give her some information about her project?” Pratap cursed himself inwardly. Indeed, that sounded lame when she repeated it. “Why didn’t you call her?” “I…” He cleared his throat “I lost her number, so… I was hoping that she would be interested in an on-field internship…” “Oh, wait, I will give you her number. But she isn’t here, and I do...

Purnota: Chapter Forty Five

Aniruddha stared at the clock on his chamber wall for the third time and verified its working condition by checking it with his watch. He had asked Bondita to come to his chambers at six. It was almost six-ten and there was no sign of her. The peon he had sent to call her in had also left. He wondered if she had gone home earlier than usual. But then would she not have informed him? He eyed the partnership deed he had prepared to be signed, going through the terms one last time before he decided to go downstairs and see where she was for himself. As soon as Aniruddha got up, taking the coat from behind his chair to go, gathering the paperwork of the deed, a knock resonated on the door as he straightened his glasses and found his most professional voice to ask her to come in. Bondita looked a little breathless as though she had run up the stairs and apologised in a hurry, “Sorry, sorry… Meghna had some issues with her computer.” “There is a tech guy for that.” He narrowed his brows slig...

His Wife

" Where is the Kesar, Rama? And the Kalash?" Ajabdeh looked visibly displeased at the ladies who ran around. " They are at the fort gates, and nothing is ready yet!" She exclaimed. She was clad in a red lehenga and the jewellery she had inherited as the first Kunwarani of the crown prince. Little Amar ran down the hallway towards his mother. " Maasa Maasa... who is coming with Daajiraj?" His innocent question made her heart sink. " Bhanwar Ji." Sajja Bai called out to him. " Come here, I will tell you." Amar rushed to his Majhli Dadisa., " Ajabdeh." She turned at Jaivanta Bai's call. "They are here." " M... My Aarti thali..." Ajabde looked lost like never before. Jaivanta Bai held her stone-cold hands, making her stop. She patted her head and gave her a hug. The hug gave her the comfort she was looking for as her racing heart calmed down. Jaivanta Bai left her alone with her thaal. " Maa sa!" ...

The Adventure of PI Ved: The Case in London

There is something funny about the phrase “as dead as a doornail.” Why? Because I am dead and I don’t look like a nail of any sort. I lie on my living room carpet, hands stretched out, the knife stuck to my back...such a backstabber. I hated them all my life! And what is the purpose of killing me? It is not like I would have lived much longer, I was eighty-five, for God’s sake! I lay here, the blood turning thick as I stared at the painting on the wall. It is such a hideous painting. I bought it for so much money, I was duped. I am waiting for the morning when my caregiver arrives to discover me on the floor. But I feel they are still around, looking for something. Searching every room. It is around 7 AM that she rings the bell. She bangs the door. She yells out, “Mr Smith!” Oh no, she is going back. Come back here, you fool! The criminal must still be upstairs. I hear them come down the wooden staircase and exit from the back door. Now the useless caregiver lady is back. Oh, she ...

Purnota: Chapter Forty Three

Trilochon and Kalindi were having tea in the morning in their living room when Binoy walked downstairs in his Pajama Panjabi, pipe in hand and found them. Watching him unusually in his home attire, Trilochon frowned. “Are you sick? I thought you had already left.” Binoy sat down on the single chaise chair beside the couch as Kalindi poured some tea for him. “ I told you, Dada, I am here to retire.” He said, putting his pipe in his pocket. “Today, Som is going alone. We will see how that goes.” Their conversation was interrupted by Asha coming into the house in a white and red saree, with a red sindoor Teep on her forehead. She had a basket with her, and Koeli was accompanying her as she offered them the sweets she had taken as Prasad. “Since it’s his first day at the new position, we went to the temple together.” Asha narrated to Kalindi. “He left for work from there.” “Do you not have school today?” Kalindi enquired as Asha shook her head. She smiled, eyeing Trilochon, who narra...

Purnota: Epilogue

“Hello?” Saudamini’s voice was heard on the other end of the telephone as Aniruddha breathed in. “Mini, this is Aniruddha.” “Oh, Ani, how are you? How is Bondita?” Her voice changed from doubtful to excited. Aniruddha was standing by the couch in the living room with a phone book on the coffee table and a sheet of paper with a guest list in his hand. The mention of Bondita made him involuntarily eye the visible corridor to the dining area, where he could hear her voice, instructing Koeli. Ever since the marriage, she seemed to have taken up the job of ordering everyone around the house like a true landlord, and even he was not spared from her occasional orders. That is exactly how he had landed on the couch with a phone book. “Umm… she is good. Everyone’s good. I’m calling because…” “Oh, do tell her I truly apologise for not attending the wedding. I know she was disappointed with me and thought it was some payback for her not attending mine.” An amused smile formed on Aniruddha’s lips ...

Embracing Truths

Rana Udai Singh had sent his Senapati Kunwar Partap back to Chittorgarh because Dungarpur had summoned them to the battlefield. How did a friendly visit culminate in a war? Rumours spread faster than wildfires in Mewar. Rana Udai Singh was attending a Mehfil where he liked one of the King’s best dancers. He wanted to take her back to Chittorgarh, and the king, who took pride in art, refused to part with his best dancer. Udai Singh, at the height of intoxication, abused the king, insulted his dynasty and almost forced the dancer girl to follow him, leading to an altercation. What he expected now was for Kunwar Partap to lead an army to Dungarpur, wage a war and force the king to apologise. Kunwar Partap was appalled by what he heard from the soldier. Could the Rana not understand that he could not make any more enemies? He asked his troops to prepare to leave and informed Raoji. Ajbante Kanwar ran down the corridor to her chambers as fast as she could. She did not care if anyone saw her...

RAABTA

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