AMRIT-KALASH

Chapter 1:: THE COINCIDENE

This is the third time that I am coming to the coffee shop ...not because I like the coffee here but I like to see a Man . Dark ,raven black hair that gives a beautiful colour contrast to his ocean blue eyes. His bow shaped eyebrows embanking those oceans and his beautiful red lips to complete his overall sharp features. He wears tight shirts and jeans . Enough to define his muscles and the abs which even the shirt could not hide with its fabric.

I know who that Man is . He is the first born of the great Roychowdhary Family, one of the richest family of Kolkata. He can go to any five star restaurant just for a cup of coffee but why he comes to this coffee shop that is a mystery .

I see him writing something in his laptop ...the rapid typing sound fills his surroundings . He orders a cup of Vanila scented Black coffee... must be a strong caffeine intaker....

I order my favourite cup of Vanila- cream- coffee. Now it has become an addiction ...oh .no..not the coffee but the Man. One day if I did not see him ...I feel fidgety and cranky. He has become an opium to my mind.

Well ...I am Amrit Khanna. I am a fashion designer and own a company with my business partner Rama Debinath. I was going for a meeting three days back when I stopped my car here for a cup of coffee . ....and I saw that Man.

Those who are thinking that I am a stalker , stop there because I am not . That Roychowdhary first born came on a magazine interview when he was ceremonially taking over his father's business .

When I first saw him in the cafe three days back ...I could immediately recognise him.

After that ...I started liking him .I drive my car to this cafe during the same time only to see him..he comes regularly here at the same time ..he looks so gorgeous...I am sure he must be a good person as well ...there were praises in magazines about his charities and donations and visits to orphanages,old age homes etc.

But I don't have the courage to make the first move ...what if he did not feel the same way for me? That would be really heart breaking ...there were many heart breaking incidents in my past so I have become wise now. He is the richest man of Kolkata and I am just a mere company owner. There are high chances of low compatibility between us. But that would not stop me to at least look at him ...its not harming any one.....

I saw him finishing his cup of coffee and packing his laptop. He must be leaving now. I also started finishing my coffee ..I love to see that Adonis getting into his Black Mercedes Benz.

I took the last sip of my coffee and packed my handbag.

He strolled out in front of me. I also stood up from my table gracefully and started moving out of the door keeping my eyes on that special man. I came out of the coffee shop and could not find my Adonis anywhere around. Did he drive his car so fast ?

All of a sudden I felt a strong muscular pair of hands pulling me with a jerk and I fell on the ground with someone wrapped up with me .I saw a speedy cycle went whooshing past me ....

"Hey.....watch out where you are going ..." said the voice of the Man who actually saved me from a reckless teenager who was cycling on the pedestrain lane.

I looked at the man ...the familiar ocean blue eyes...my crush.

"Are you okay ...?" asked he in deep concerned voice.

I actually could not move my eyes from him ...the muscular hands were still on me...

"Yes...I am good ....thank you...you just saved me..." said I .

He was actually looking at me...then pulled his arms away and supported me to stand up. I held his hands as he offered and stood up.

"Hi, I am Kalash Roychowdhary. " said he and held his hands before me.

"I am Amrit Khanna " said I shaking his hands.

I felt a jolt of mild electricity flowing through my spine.

" Can I drop you somewhere ..I have my car with me ? " asked Kalash.

"Oh Thank you ..but I have my car too...." said I.

" Oh ...I see...Do you come here often...? " asked Kalash.

" Yes ...I like the coffee here a lot ..." said I trying to hide my blushes.

"I have my driver with me...what say if he drove your car and you come with me in my car ....we would be able to know each other well." said Kalash.

"Well I love the idea but ...let the driver drive your car and you come in my car .....we can be together till I reach my company " said I smiling .

He gave his gorgeous smile and nodded.

He got into my car and I started driving.

I could see from the corner of my eyes that he was looking at me.

"Do you believe in coincidences? " asked he in his deep voice all of a sudden.

I just looked towards him to continue further.

"Well ,I am a freelance writer. In my passtime I write under the penname Ahirbhairav. So the agency that publishes my work also publishes a magazine . I saw your photo and a small interview of you as a budding entrepreneur in the field of fashion designing.

And I liked you by just looking at your photograph . Then the next day I was going in a meeting and stopped in that coffee shop to have coffee. I saw you there sitting and instantly recognised you.

Then the next day I thought of coming to that coffee centre at the same time and I found you again. For the last three days I was actually coming to that place to see you . It has become an addiction . If I didn't see you , I feel fidgety and anxious.

I listened to him quietly .

"Yes..." said I breaking the silence that was formed after he did  his little confession.

He looked at me confused.

"Yes ...I believe in coincidences ..because the reason I was visiting that coffee shop for the last three days was the same as yours." said I.

We both looked at each other for some time.

And broke into a bout of  laughter.