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going around.
There were many rides in the park where two can experience together. Sumit felt like an alien. He used to take Mohit at times and Aakash at other times for such rides.
They enjoyed the water waves and all the rides in the park. In summary, they had fun worth updating “Best experience of life time”
They treated their tummy and headed back home. It was a happy day. The most important thing was to plan for the next day Saturday. Mumbai, it was. They got their booking done through “Neeta travels” for one day Mumbai trip.
Twenty Two: Mumbai
All five left pune at 5.00 in the morning. By 8.00 they were ready to start the city tour. They had the breakfast and covered all the famous places by evening. The concept of local trains, wow! The most happening city where people never stop. Life runs and so do the people. There is not time. Literally! They did some shopping and roamed around the city. By evening they reached the Aksa beach.
Aksa beach is always lively. It’s a whole new life out there. They got wet completely and none of them had extra clothes. They sat on the sand watching the sunset. The chill breeze made the evening more romantic. They spent till evening, had chats all along the street.
The next destination was Marine drive. They took a taxi and headed to Marine drive. They were about to reach and then suddenly, you won’t believe this, well nothing to be scared of, Purvi sneezed. Water and beach effect.
Marine drive is a place with delight. Every moment at the drive looked beautiful. They decided to spend the entire night. You should know that Sumit was still the lone one. He was still happy for his friends. In fact they were pulling his legs to make a temporary one in Mumbai and all the adult things which I need not say.
They had the most romantic evening ever. They were looking at water all night. It was almost about to be morning and they started back to Pune. They were back in Pune by 10.00 in the morning.
Twenty Three: A Lazy Sunshine
It was not easy to open the eyes. They had a tiring day the previous day. As soon as they reached they had headed back to rooms and they never knew when they got into bed. By the time they opened their eyes it was almost two in the afternoon. They just had lunch and went back to bed. Individually they all did the same at their own places. It was five in the evening and sunshine of sunset still looked lazy.
Sumit was on his bed listening to manali trance in his iPod. Aakash was on call with Anwesha. Well, that was expected. In the meanwhile as Mohit had stayed in Purvi’s room itself, they both were discussing about the future plans. They had created a group in WhatsApp called “Friends and F”. Mohit texted in the group “Let’s meet at park, in an hour”
Now that was the reason to all to wake up get fresh and head to park. By evening 07 they were all there. They had tea and Mohit gave invitation card to everyone. Purvi said she would be quitting her job in a month for preparations. Both the families had already given a head start.
Aakash, Anwesha and Sumit were tears. They would definitely miss their friend. Life is crazy. Mentally crazy. Though it gives numerous reasons to party, it always comes with a miss. Sumit had tears and he could not stop himself. It was not going to be easy for him to give away Purvi. One can never explain how it feels to miss a friend, who is not only a friend, but more than that, but definitely less than someone whom you would commit with.
Twenty Four: The Dreams
Mohit explained all his plans. He said all the arrangement would be made for them from a week prior to marriage along with other friends who were coming. They all agreed to plan. Meanwhile Aakash opened the invitation and started reading. He suddenly stopped and shouted,
“Manali??”
Anwesha questioned back, “Manali??”
Sumit was like, “Manali What??”
Aakash replied, “Marriage is in Manali”. Mohit answered, “Yes. My hometown. I have checked out everything it’s around 2000kms and 32 hours journey. In fact I have left a plan as well as tickets in the other envelope. You all will have to take leave for 7 days. Purvi had demanded me to do that before I came here. She told me you were friends for life time and I witnessed it in these three days. ” Though there were many questions finally everyone agreed.
Sumit then asked, “Purvi always used to speak about opening your own theatre of arts. Have you made any plans?” Mohit interrupted, “Yes, we want to start within a year after marriage. I am going to call it as Purvi’s”. We are going to train in dance and drama in the beginning.
It was exciting to listen. Aakash said, “Why don’t you start now, by training us?” There was all kind of conversation of what and what not. Finally they decided to do a scene. The plan was to act a scene. They called it a “Turn”. The plot was Sumit is going to beg all and ask sorry. None of them are going to accept it. He is then going to act unconscious. That’s where the scene ends. That’s it all. Mohit and Purvi trained them with few basic suggestions. They all decided to act.
The act is in next episode!
Twenty Five: The Turn
The day did not seem to be as per expectations. Especially for Sumit. Aakash and Anwesha were sitting together. Anwesha seemed to be sad and nervous. She was not ready to lift her head up. One could easily notice that something was not right. There was a silence. A long pause. Sumit walked to them, looked at Aakash and said,
“look, am sorry Aakash! I did not mean it.”
Aakash had red eyes. He got up, pushed Sumit away and walked out ferociously.
Sumit sat beside Anwesha. She started crying. Sumit was trying to talk to her but was not successful. He said,
“look, am sorry Anwesha! I did not mean it.“
Anwesha got up and she wanted to leave. She wanted to say something before leaving but she uttered “Never mind, Never Mind” and walked away.
Purvi was standing around the corner. Sumit started moving towards Purvi. He was not able to walk. He felt like someone down was holding back his leg and pulling him down. He somehow walked at her and said,
“look, am sorry Purvi! I did not mean it.”
For which Purvi replied she would excuse him only if Mohit permits and if he is ready to accept everything that has happened.
Sumit was ready for anything and everything. Sumit approached to Mohit, who was at other corner and said him,
“look, am sorry Mohit! I did not mean it.”