Since yesterday, I have informed every know in a direct way and the unknown people through the grapevine that finally I am invited to this beautiful house in the outskirts of Shimla. I am going to be the most wanted person, tomorrow. Every would want to know what I have discovered.
What I wish, I just want to know the truth. So exciting stuff.
I am ready with a bright purple salwar-suit, withheavy jari work. Purple is my favourite colour. Big jhumka’s that my sister sent me last year from Delhi, she got them from Janpath. We also have so many such beautiful things at shops on Mall road. But as I have told you earlier, I like people. And mostly, the people who give me presents and gifts. Ohh, that reminded me, I have to pack the gift I got for my neighbours.
When I reached the gate, it was already open. Maybe they kept it open as they knew I was going to come. I was mesmerized by the beautiful garden. It is more enchanting, full of fragrance, colours and so many unique flowers. There are many shrubs and plants that I have never seen in my life. I wan unaware of any such varieties. While I was busy and engrossed in registering what all I am seeing, a loud “Meow” broke my trance. It was Miss. M.
Ohh, my my she looked so fluffy from close distance. I wanted to pick her up and cuddle her, however looking at her authoritative yellow eyes, I let that thought go away. At least for time being. In return to her rude meow, I also threatened her that “I know your secret, I have seen that snake man. I will tell your owner and they will through you on the street”. To which, she twitched her whiskers, as if she was saying “try doing that”. She is eerie indeed. She tiptoed inside and I followed her like a disciplined pupil, she had some effect on my brain.
To my surprise, the house was already full of guests. When I entered, they all paused and observed me for a few seconds. There was pin drop silence, till Mahi came down from her room and greeted me. I could see Mr. Pandey also among the guest, am I also going to be a regular here? I thought.
But while, Mahi was speaking something I was wondering, when, how and from where so many people can inside the house? I hardly take away my eyes, I didn’t see anyone coming or no sound of vehicles. May be today I was occupied with my preparations to come here, so might have missed the movement. I was not convinced by my own justification. But I couldn’t waste the precious time I have got in the house.
Anokhi and Manav, were very humble and polite. They were great hosts. Just for evening tea, they had so many preparations. Not just Indian but snacks from many other cuisines were also present. I was unaware that Anokhi is an expert not just in gardening but in cooking too. There was so much of variety that I couldn’t even taste everything.
Miss. Morris’s evening will continue in the next post. If you have to catch up on the earlier part of the story click here!
I am writing a fiction as a part of blogchattersA2Z challenge, it is a month long challenge. to write 26 posts from alphabets A to Z.