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Next morning 6.30 Nisha turned out in Denims, Jacket and Aviators. She looked stunning. A proper observation would reveal that she was wearing a black Ganji beneath the jacket. But Akash was too busy observing her loosely tied hair, to make a note of her attire. ‘She was perhaps sporting the shades to avoid displaying her tiredness from yesterday nights adventure she had’ was the thought that came to Akash mind and he even wanted to ask, but realised the stupidness and instead asked,  ‘ How was you stay’? ‘’Fun’ its basically fun here in these mountains’, She replied. Fun was something that had eluded Akash all his life, He was a virgin, he thought lamely that she might be referring to that fun, so he was completely clueless to the fun she was hinting at, but he reverted his thought back to dignity and simply said ‘Yes indeed it is’ ‘All preparation done’? Nisha enquired, she wanted to be sure. though Nisha had loved mountains, but she still h

The dusk had reddened the sky, the magnificent view of the ghats kept him captivated again. In this solitude, in d midst of these forested ghats he felt contended. The mountains, the jungle, the clouds had been his companions for long now. The meandering clouds clearly suggested that it may rain anytime, monsoon would be back in the ghats. The fog was constantly changing its course, it won't settle, the winds won't allow it to. So did his past it wont allow him to settle, it still haunted him. Sitting on this cliff, savouring a cup of coffee alone, was his daily rite. After he had bought this land, life had taken a rather new course. He had used all his expertise and had tremendously worked hard to develop this resort, he had studied this part of geography meticulously. Now he would go to any extent to preserve these ghats, deliberately he had chosen this place for his existence. Here everything was peaceful, the outer peace somehow helped him achieve the inner peace