Two weeks later
Karthik's pov
Almost two weeks ago Meera called us and invited us over to her house for wedding preparations. And in the meantime I ran Covid test for Anna and me...which came negative but still we both were quarantined.
And today we are heading to Mussoorie, Meera's house.
A part of me was kinda thinking about our conversation that day in the car when we were waiting for Anna and Vaidehi bhabhi. The way her expression changed when I recalled the small fraction of the memory from our acquaintance.
It just got stuck in my memory like broken record in the record player.
"Karthik are you done packing?" Anna asked.
"Yes..just.." a diary fell out when I grabbed my cloths and was halfway to put it in my bag.
"I am done Anna." I replied before I immediately put back my diary in my bag when Anna entered the room.
"Okay..let's go."
"Ok." I nodded.
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After a short drive we reached to our destination and were welcomed by Meera and her dad.
Her dad Mr. Suraj Rawat was very welcoming and cheerful in comparison of her. She had the same very 'composed' and unreadable look on her face that she had when we met for the first..or second time..
Next day..
I and Meera's dad did some arrangements for the wedding along with some of Meera's relatives.
Around afternoon i entered the kitchen in search of food as I was starving.
I scanned the kitchen but realized there was nothing cooked.
'Oh no! I don't know how to cook?!' I sulked at this thought. But then it clicked. 'I should call bhabhi!'
After two rings Bhabhi picked up the call.
"Hello.."
"Hello bhabhi...I just need your help with something..can you tell me some easy recipe..I am really hungry!"
"Oh...where's Meera?"
"I don't know. Maybe conducting some online lectures.."
"In that case.." She said thoughtfully.
Meera's pov
As I began lecturing i heard some commotion coming from downstairs, which gave me no choice but to halt the class in mid, excusing myself before shutting the laptop and going downstairs.
I followed the noise which was coming from kitchen.
"What the hell?!" I couldn't believe my eyes when I scanned the kitchen.
"Stupid Karthik!" I marched toward him after witnessing the mess he created in my kitchen!
"You—who gave you permission to enter here?!"
"I—
"Save it!"
"Meera!" I looked at his phone and saw Vaidehi on video call.
YOU ARE READING
Pyaar-Phera
Short StoryNOTE ~~~~ This is a fictional story! For Emmanuel it was his profession that mattered the most-especially after he lost his mom..and he had no choice but to leave his family as he felt at fault for his mom's accident. And hence emptiness, loneliness...
