We reached his guesthouse in next 40minutes.
There was no trace human presence.
"No one staying here in this house" I questioned to him.
"Kumar kaka is maintaining this house who had been working under my grandfather for 40 years. He is trust worthy, living alone with his wife here and my grandfather asked him to maintain this house. We rarely come here, once or twice in month"
Manik unlock with keys he had.
Did I hear him saying this is guesthouse?
But...this looks like a villa. The engineer who designed the house must be a fan Harry potter. The Hall is so long and spacious and the wall with numerous paintings hanging resembles Hogwarts. We need walk at least half kilometre from one end of hall to the other.
Thank god, kitchen and other rooms are not so far from each other.
"This is my room" Manik and entered his room.
The room is in the first floor immediate to guest's room. Unlike the hall, this room not so spacious also not so small, painted in black with big king size bed in centre with silver bedspread and four pillows. Opposite the bed is large window with white curtains and silver screens. Under the window stands a desk and chair. On the table is a laptop, red lamp and guitar. And a room is connected to his which has all sort of musical instrument and include Veena and flutes. I didn't expect him play classical music. I was resisting the urge to touch Veena. Veena is my favourite and then flute.
The guest room is almost same to his room except the laptop and room painted in light blue colour.
"What is this?" I asked a room, which locked and looks like it have not opened for decades. He was silent for some time and answered. "This was my parent's room". I could see the pain in his eyes while saying parents and I mentally took note not to ask anything about his parents unless he says about them.
His grandparents room is in ground floor but the room is vacant as they are living Raisal, a village near Patiala. They used to visit once in year during November.
"Okay, what you want eat for dinner" He asked after tour of his house.
"We need to prepare dinner right?"
"Yes, Groceries are available; if you want we can order something"
I raised my eyebrow, as this is most deserted area, I have ever seen. There is no building nearby and I can see only phase 1 of my office is the building near to this place, near in the sense it requires 45 minutes travel to reach my office. He understands my thought. "Yeah, I know delivery to place will take more than 2 hours, so I think we can cook"
"We?", Does he know to cook.
"I know to cook Ms.Nandhini Moorthy" He said proudly.
"Impressive Mr.Manik Malhotra", I thought that he do not even how to know boil the water like Abi, but it pretty shocking that he can cook.
"Okay, what you wanna eat?" He asked again.
"I am not really hungry, so any light food is okay"
"So, chicken sandwich is okay for you?" He brought pan that has chicken near my face.
"Yuk Manik, please close that" I made faces and he smirked.
I glared and threw something to my luck(sarcasm) it was tomato and it splashed in his face.
Aiyappa what did I do.
Now it's his turn, he glared and threw a tomato with more force.
THUD.
Again he threw another tomato.
"I threw only one, why are throwing 2 tomatoes?" I complained like kid.
Next I splashed curd in face.
"Manik, red with white combination looks good on you"
"Let me see that" He threw egg.
"No, red with yellow combination is better"
"It smells yuk, bloody jerk" I started to threw whatever I could get and he also doing the same.
Rice flour was thrown from left to right.
Cocoa powder was thrown from right to left.
Wheat flour was thrown from left to right.
Coffee powder was thrown from right to right.
I was so into the fight that I throw ginger power before I could apologies he took turmeric powder.
"Manik, no turmeric, it will cause irritation in eyes" I shouted.
"That you should have thought before throwing the ginger powder on me"
Before he throws turned and the turmeric powder splashed on my back.
"Much clever, huh..." and I showed my tongue to him.
We continue to fight till almost all groceries used in our fight.
Suddenly both our eyes landed on the tomato ketch up which is exactly middle to us.
I ran faster and touched the bottle but lose the balance and suddenly everything black out.
But wait, why I still didn't get hurt?
"Because Nandhini, I held you before you kiss the ground"
I opened my tightly closed to eyes to see his face near mine mere inch away and his smirk in his lip. His smirk pisses me more seeing it too close and my next move makes me more surprised than him. I just kick his left leg, he losses the balance and I fell on the ground and he fell a second after near me.
While I was cursing myself for that stupid the stunt played by me, Thank Aiyappa, no one is hurt, to my amazement Manik started to laugh.
He was laughing like a child I wonder whether his head hurts now that he is laughing instead of scolding me.
I felt numb in my legs and stretched my right leg and hits the nearby cupboard.
Maida box from cupboard fell on us Manik started to laugh even more which I joined later.
The kitchen look like 100 people played football inside the kitchen. It is total mess but we both enjoyed.
"I will ask Kaka to clean this mess when he comes on Monday"
"So he won't come tomorrow?" I asked.
"No he won't. He went to his native village near Pune, so he will come on Monday, and this mess can wait till he come"
"No, we both made this so we are responsible to clean this and if these get dried and it will be so difficult to clean. You told he is 40 plus, so asking him to clean the mess we create is not a great idea."
He smiled when I finished, agreeing to clean.
"By the way, we can make it more entertaining while we clean" He winked.
He brought the water and I took the mob, and started cleaning. As he said, we enjoyed while cleaning also, he occasionally splashing water on me, I chasing him and I pour water on him to irritate and he chased at last we managed to clean. I wonder what he eats to be this much energetic. I guess we almost playing for 3 to 4 hours but still he did not get tired, though I am tired but it is real fun to play with him.
Time is twelve past eleven. Wow, I enjoyed so much that I forgot the time. How it is possible that I did not even felt like sleeping which I usually feel sleepy around 10 and top of that we still didn't have our dinner.
Manik managed to make two sandwiches with the escaped groceries from our fight. We depart to our room, me too guestroom and he to his room.