Lost Wife by pokhila (management books to read .txt) š
- Author: pokhila
Book online Ā«Lost Wife by pokhila (management books to read .txt) šĀ». Author pokhila
Ā
Ā
Ā Panchi stopped ..........rooted ......Panchi felt weak ...too weak to take another step ........there on the dining , Amar was seated , all ready , in homelyĀ comfortĀ clothes , as if waiting for lunch ...waiting for his loved one to come and share aĀ leisure lunch on a holiday .......Panchi went on looking at Amar , her hands started to shake a little .
Ā
She feltĀ scared ....confused ....and even ashamed , how will sheĀ give an explanation , what will Amar sir think if he come to know about herĀ cooking adventure she was practicing ....for tha last one month .
Ā
The tray almost slipped frm her hand , but Amar came fast and held it .......
Ā
Amar first took away the tray from her hands and placed it on the dining .....PanchiĀ was staring at Amar , she was rooted ......Amar then took her hands , ahd pulled out a chair for her , she sat without protest .
Ā
A mesmerised Panchi just sat and still trying to adjust with the situationĀ ,Ā aunty bought the plates , Amar took a seat himself , the chair where the head of the family sit and Panchi was on his left . Amar very swiftly placed two plates and served for both ...Panchi and himself ......
Ā
Ā
Amar took a piece of shrimp with the coconut gravy , " wow " he said in his mind ....the taste was as he remembered , prepared by his mom ... he went on tasting every dish on his plate , munching the eggplant fritters on his left hand ,Ā he saw from the corner of his eye that PanchiĀ didn't even pick up her spoon .Ā
Ā
Ā
" I think ,the prawn ...uh ...its tasty but its too um...' AmarĀ said looking towards Panchi .
Ā
PanchiĀ picked up her spoon , to taste what was lacking ...becauseĀ she spent one hour to cook that curry and that too with perfect colour and spices , she tasted it before bringing to the table , but hearing Amar's words now she was havind doubt on her taste buds . Stook a spoonful of the shrimp ...tasting it ...
" Um ....I thinkĀ everything is ok " Panchi said afterĀ a second .
Ā
Ā Amar took a bite of Matar paneer , " here you forgotĀ salt ..." he liedĀ
Ā
" mix sabjiĀ is too salty ..." Amar confused her .
Ā
Amar created the same confusion with the matar paneer and theĀ phulgobi fry , Panchi tasted all of them one after another , she tried all of them with plain rice , without rice , finallyĀ Ā , eatingĀ spoonfullsĀ as she was also hungry .
Ā
AmarĀ wasĀ happy to see her eased , Amar asked her about her studiesĀ , her examsĀ , college etcĀ Ā ...everything Panchi actually forgot , that she was running from this man , hiding him , coming to his home in his absenseĀ and doing all type of experiments with food , in his kitchen .
Ā
She talked with him like she used to a few months ago .....but now it was only two of them , previously when she met Amar it was because Chhaya used to pull her along , Chhaya never met him alone , except the ride from university to her home .
Ā
Ā
Ā
" Wow ..Panchi ,you are so good in cooking ..." Amar said out loud when he was almost done and so was Panchi . " every dish was just perfect , not only todays but all the dish you come and make for me was better than the other ." Amar said at last ..... leaning back andĀ smiling at her .
Ā
Panchi looked at his face , he was not angry ...so she smiled and shook her head ...
" All these time , these last month I came ...you knewĀ everything ? " she questionedĀ him with big eyes ....like a kid , caught cheating in exam .Ā
Ā
Ā AmarĀ smiled and nooded , " today ...no deserts ? " he asked all of a sudden .Ā
Ā
Panchi lookedĀ at him ....smilingĀ .
Ā
She went to the fridge ...and took out the kulfi moulds , then placed in a glass with water , carrying it to the tableĀ , Aunty already took away the plates and cleared the tableĀ .
Ā
Ā AmarĀ was outside in the varandah ,Ā she followed with theĀ plate of kulfiĀ , that was sprinkled withĀ sliced nuts ..........
Ā
That was the beginning ....
Ā
Ā
Another week passed , it was wednesday too .... they spent their time having lunch and then he took her for ice creamĀ ...and drop her home .
Ā
Ā Another wednesday came .......
Ā Ā
Ā Ā Amar and Panchi wasĀ watchingĀ Ā her favourite movie ...... sittingĀ on the sofa and a bowl of ppcorn in
between them ....... Panchi used to come his place whenever , when theirĀ leisure time allowed ,
little by littleĀ ....with passing of days Panchi's visit was more frequent ...on sunday if her mom is have
emergency , PanchiĀ Ā comes to his place and spend her whole day with Amar .
Ā
It's not that only Panchi cook his favourites , Amar didn't lack behind , He prepares breakfast for her andĀ place it on the dining if she was to come , and also small gifts like flowers , chocolatesĀ etc were always present on the table with notes ....
Ā
At home PanchiĀ didn't tell anyone ..not even to her brothers ...she don't know why , but want to keep it only between Amar and herself . She talk to Chhaya often but never once mentioned about herĀ frequent visit to Amar's place . It was only during her talks , Chhaya asked if she returned the box to Amar ,Ā withĀ hisĀ Ā Ā engagement ring .Ā
Ā
Today was wednesday , as usual PanchiĀ got ready for her college , and she also took the small red velvet box ...she opened itĀ to see for a last time , she took it out , and like a curious girl she slipped on her finger , it fit her small finger ....then she remembered who it belonged and opened it at once as if it burned her finger .
Ā
Ā
Amar observedĀ her ...she was very quiet ....
Ā " Panchi , are you worried about something ? " AmarĀ asked sitting beside her , catching her hands for assurance , he love to see her smiles ... hear her nonstopĀ chatting about silly things .....not a silent and serious Panchi , sheĀ Ā didn't even finish herĀ favourite dry fried chickenĀ in lunch .
Reading books romantic stories you will plunge into the world of feelings and love. Most of the time the story ends happily. Very interesting and informative to read books historical romance novels to feel the atmosphere of that time.
Comments (0)