All Chapters of Affairs of the heart(completed): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Somewhere in Hauz Khas, Delhi there was a big 3 storied house. The nameplate read -                              "Mathurs"The house belonged to Mr. Alok Mathur a businessman, his wife Ragini, a daughter Aarya and a son Akash.Aarya was a software engineer who used to work in Pune. However, she had resigned and returned from Pune a month back. She was a petite slim girl with gorgeous eyes and a childlike innocent face. Right now she was sitting quietly on the dining table sipping her tea.Ragini fussed around the table serving breakfast and urging Aakash a 16-year-old high school student to keep away his mobile game." Come on Akash. Keep that thing away you will be late for school." She said sternly."Yes, mom just a minute." He replied without looking up."I don't understand what to do with this boy. Aarya please tell him to concentrate on his s

That mysterious stranger had disappeared in the crowd so I focused on looking for my friends. I was walking carefully trying to avoid the mass of swaying bodies. Suddenly I was knocked off by one the exuberantly dancing fellow. I fell backward and closed my eyes expecting to fall on the hard floor instead I was cushioned by strong pairs of arms. Knocked out of breath I opened my eyes and I saw those deep blue goggles again. My breath stopped for a minute. Not by the impact but by THE IMPACT.His face was so near I could have kissed him. He had an amusing half-smile on his face. For no reason, I was shivering.He helped me stand straight then said,  "Careful! I won't always be around to rescue you."&nbs

Wind and raindrops whipped off my face. Ishaan was driving at a breakneck speed. I felt as if I was living a dream, last few hours were bliss. It wasn't like I never got male attention. I got enough of it! but very few of them caught my interest. I was just 22 all I wanted to do was have some fun.I looked around but couldn't spot any other member of the gang. It was like we were driving alone on the highway. It was dark and we were whizzing past the thick vegetation.I spoke aloud near his ear "Arent we going too fast?"He replied, "You want me to slow down?"I said "I dont mean the speed. I can't see anybody from our group."He chuckled "Dont worry I am not kidnapping you. I know where we are going".I suddenly visualized us lost in the woods indulging in all sorts of wild things that had never crossed my mind before. I took a deep breath, I barely knew this guy! And yet

I walked back to the flat smiling to myself for no apparent reason.Swati gave me a meaningful look but didn't say anything.After freshening up I plopped down near Swati. She took off her headphones and said -"I know you are dying to say something, come on shoot off."I giggled "Well the movie was good and dinner was also good. Ishaan is a dreamboat! He is from MIT. He has his own company and he owns a freaking BMW !!"Swati exclaimed "What?!? I knew this guy was loaded, which company?""I forgot to ask I was too excited about the BMW".Swati rolled up her eyes "Did he tell you anything about his family?".I shook her head in a No.Swati gave me an exasperated look "Anyways did he you know to attempt anything?"I turned pink "Why would he do that?""Why else would he take you in a dark theatre other

Next few weeks I balanced my stressful job and exciting happy moments with Ishaan. We met almost every weekend and sometimes on weekdays as well if we were able to squeeze out time from our busy schedule.We went to movies, hung around malls, explored places in and around Pune sometimes as a couple, and sometimes with the gang. By now everyone in the gang assumed we were a couple. Which was true to some extent however we had not graduated to the next level. Apart from a few hugs and the peck on the cheek we didn't do anything else.He was addictive and I was hooked to my new addiction.As usual one Saturday we went along with the gang to a disco. I felt a smug satisfaction when Ishaan's jaw fell open for a moment spotting me in my little black dress.He simply commented "Looking good".The disco was usually noisy and crowded. I was sitting along with others sipping my cocktail. I am not a very party person but I loved reveling once in a while.