Chapter 60

Bhairavi's POV:

As I returned from air terminal, I began following his

flight. It's only two hours of excursion. From air terminal he

needs to go to borders that will require not many hours on

street to reach as its valleys.

"Missing him as of now?", mother asked entering my

room.

I grinned, "It is truly hard to not see him. I had

figured I would miss him. However, here, I feel something unfilled or lost inside me."

"Definitely. Such is life, my dear. I generally voyaged

with Brutal for shooting places, regardless of whether different states

or on the other hand nations as well. Be that as it may, when I was pregnant with Ekansh, I needed to remain in Mumbai. Also, Cruel needed to go to Switzerland for a very long time." Mum sat close to me.

"Gracious. That would be hard." I murmured.

"I felt the most exceedingly awful of time as well, since I had nobody

to care for me. Cruel's mother abhorred me as I was

justification behind Brutal separating from his most memorable spouse. Unforgiving as a

the maker was losing in the field. His portions were

sinking low around then. Furthermore, his ex used to

continue to insult me that I was the justification for the awful

happenings. " her eyes were trickling with tears.

I scoured her tears. Presently, I get it, why Ekansh

blood bubbles when he sees his step mother.

"However at that point your bandar was conceived. Everything

changed somewhat supernaturally. Cruel's films were

blockbusters and before long benefit advanced back.

Brutal's mother acknowledged her grandson and named

him Ekansh, to mean he's the one to join our messed up family." a grin showed up.

"Can't completely accept that that time flew this quickly. Our son is currently autonomous and is working without his father's impact. Also, ofcourse he has his rabbit's foot, that is you." she grinned holding my hand.

I felt cheerful hearing Ekansh's appearance to this family

purchased trust and sparkle as it did to mine when he

entered my life.

"How about we go out to shop? I needed a few new draperies

furthermore, floor coverings for outfitting the home.", mum inquired.

"Definitely. Sure mother." I grinned.

We were busy shopping, when my telephone cautioned me. The flight had arrived in Shimla's air terminal.

"Bhairavi, you need frozen yogurt?"

"Bhairavi?!

"Gracious. Mother. Um. Better believe it. It's great.", I answered rapidly.

"Where are you lost? I asked do you need frozen yogurt? Also, you are answering, '' it's great!", she glared.

laughed, "Please accept my apologies mama. I saw Ekansh's flight had

landed.."

'I see. Golly! Are you going to keep an eye on my kid all the time?",she chuckled.

I was holding back to hear his voice. However it's simply been three hours since I saw him.

My telephone signaled.

"Yo! Wifey, arrived at Shimla. There's snowfall here.

I'm feeling the loss of my teddy bear to nestle in this climate. Network is seldom accessible. I'll make an honest effort to consider you when I get a sign. Love you, miss you."

I grinned perusing the text.

In the wake of shopping, I was emptying the sacks from vehicle,

at the point when I saw a shadow before the vehicle. I was in isolation in the vehicle cellar.

I got the weapon which Ekansh had given me.

I strolled gradually and turned, pointing the firearm.

I saw a man in formals. He was by all accounts in mid forties. He had worn goggles. His face had a

serious look.

"Who are you?"I asked, going for the gold.

"Mrs Verma, drop your gun.",he talked strolling towards me.

"Step back. Or on the other hand I will not apologize shooting you."

"Mrs Verma, I'm monitor, Arvin, I'm researching

the fire peril episode in Jodhpur Royal residence." he

talked taking out his id card.

"I figured Mr Verma would have informed you.

In any case." he gave me the card.

I checked cautiously.

I recall Ekansh saying that he had named an Agent.

I brought down the firearm yet stood a piece far.

"Please accept my apologies, I had no goals of terrifying you. I asked the gatekeepers outside, they said the Sovereign was in the storm cellar. Thus, I headed here."

"Gives up to the lobby.", I said as he followed me.

He gave me a couple of documents.

"These documents contain the new photographs of Sourav and this young lady meandering in Jodhpur."

"Sourav and Rihanna." I turned pages.

"We have rigorously controlled the region around castle

not leaving anybody close to it barring the modelers

furthermore, their group solely after their outputs."

I gestured.

"We will be getting Sourav soon. He's simply a stage

away. Our group has masked themselves and are

meandering in Jodhpur."

"Amazing. When Sourav gets close by, I'll care for him." I said.

"Without a doubt, Mrs. Verma. It was great to meet you.", Examiner Arvin shook my hand officially.

"If it's not too much trouble, update me as often as possible." I said as he left the

chateau.

I attempted to call Ekansh, yet it was out of organization administration.

I moaned and sent him a message illuminating him about the proof and everything.

Seven days passed. I was unable to converse with Ekansh till now. I

had been to Jodhpur for a gathering with designers.

The overseer had expanded my security, the entirety

time.

I dialed his number for umpteenth time, no organization

accessible. Cracking Organization, I needed to toss my telephone in dissatisfaction.

"There's weighty snowfall out there, beta. Once

snow is cleared, we'll accept his call.", father and mother attempted to quiet me.

In any case, no discussion with him has made me insane.

I skirted my supper and attempted to rest. I continued to call

until God would surrender. Yet, no utilization.

On the off chance that I don't converse with him tomorrow, I'm certainly going

to Shimla.

I decided.

It was soon morning, I dialed his number, I considered cutting the call, yet the telephone began to ring.

I grinned energetically hanging tight for him to answer my telephone.

He didn't actually. Once more, I called. Presently the organization was accessible. Yet, where is this bandar?! Presently I was smoldering out of frustration.

I tossed my telephone on the bed and left for work.

Once, I was back, I saw there were no calls from

him.

I quickly onned my PC to book the following trip to Shimla.

My telephone rang. I overlooked it as I was entering the subtleties on the page.

At the point when it rang for second time, I checked screen out

seeing Ekansh picture in foundation of call with

his name on it.

Gracious. Man.

I picked up the telephone with unsteady hands.

"Hi Ekansh?!"

There was no answer.

I headed out to the gallery right away.

"Ekansh? Bandar?"

"Hi? Could you at any point hear me?", I inquired.

Network issue most certainly.

I was above to squeeze end the call when I heard some foundation commotion.

My heart hustled.

"Ekansh? Are you there?", I asked in a soft tone as I was perspiring.

No answer. I hung tight briefly.

And afterward I heard a natural voice,

"Hi Sister."

"Sourav?" I lost my breath.