Pushpa and Rakesh were head over heels of each other. Rakesh was a gem of a person, and was a brilliant scientist. He had done path-breaking work over the last seven years, and had established himself as the face of IGCAR to the international world. He had come very close to being nominated for a Nobel by the time he was 27, and that was quite an achievement by even Nobel standards. But if he was dedicated to his academia, Pushpa was his major love. Pushpa, in some sense, was lucky to have got someone who loved her so much. His love for her, at times, went to the point of obsession, and he strongly believed her presence in his life only took him to greater heights!
Pushpa was having a great time in life. Her performance was getting better by the day, and the institute recognised it too. She seemed to be everyone's golden girl now. All that remained was her marriage. She had been too scared to start the topic with her parents. She was 26 and they had just started matching horoscopes. She did not believe in them though, and even if she did, it wouldn't matter because she was in love with Rakesh.
She was thinking seriously thinking about bringing up this topic. Rakesh's parents had given a signal in the affirmative, and it remained to her parents to give the positive signal. She was pretty confident about the signal from her mother, but was scared if her dad would pass red. As she was thinking about it, she got a call from Rakesh.
"Darling, coffee?"
"Now? I'm deal. I'm starving as well"
"Cool, where are you now?"
"What question is that, Mr. Nobel prize nominee?" she giggled, "I'm obviously at my desk."
"Oh yeah, let's settle that out dear! The usual cafeteria. Walk into Coffee World today!"
"I'll be there in a moment"
The coffee break lasted an hour, and they walked back to their cabins, when Pushpa unexpectedly saw someone, someone she felt she'd known for quite a long while now. But she was not able to place him. She thought harder, and then realised, "Oh shit, that's Karthik!"
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