Secret Admirer

Secret Admirer – Part III: Short Love Story


Time to go back to the daily grind, Anshul didn’t realize how month-long college holidays ended. Not a single day of rest, though he isn’t complaining the pang of losing is haunting him gravely. He has already bid adieu to NGO colleagues; they threw a small farewell for him too. But his eyes were searching for a face, that was missing from the office lately.

Pranav is back from the excursion trip and staying at the villa, he invited Anshul to spend the weekend before college reopens next week.

That would be a fine break, lying idle by the pool or watching some no-brainer movies, Anshul thought and agreed to join him the next morning.

The large expanse of the mansion had an overwhelming effect on Anshul during their last visit, this time he was mentally prepared. Pranav was waiting for him with a chilled bucket of beer and a warm hug. He had lots of adventurous tales of Singapore to share with his best buddy.

After Pranav was done with the colorful tales, he prodded Anshul about the lady boss he was talking about on the phone.

Anshul tried to dodge the topic, as Pranav has a wicked habit of stretching things a little. But the constant nagging from him, got Anshul to share a few details, carefully.

“I met her just 3 or 4 times in the entire month and hardly interacted once or twice. Plus, she wasn’t my boss technically, but my supervisor’s Boss.” He justified.

Spiraling back to the memories, he remembered seeing her for the first time. Surrounded by the bunch of kids, her gentle smile was like radiating sunshine. Unknowingly he was smiling thinking about her, but Pranav didn’t miss the smirk on his best friend’s face.

After a few rounds of clinking bottles, tongue and heart lose its connection with the brains. In a weak moment, Anshul expressed his inclination towards the super boss.

“She is the most beautiful lady I have ever seen, calm, composed, and modest. Everyone is stunned by her presence but she is always in total control. What do you call it man, infatuation, isn’t it?” Anshul quipped.

This got Pranav back from slumber, “What’s her name, where is this office of yours, a clinic right? Let’s go there and check it out, come on!!”

Anshul was overpowered by his friend’s enthusiasm, even if he takes him around the office, it won’t make a huge difference as it is already evening. He decided to share the details on the way when Pranav’s phone beeped.

Face-time with Mom! An alert flashed on the screen.

Irked by the timing he called mom’s number, seconds later the screen lite with a smiling face and a sweet gentle voice.

Anshul can identify this sweet voice even in a cramped overcrowded compartment. Chandni Dewan is the mother of his best friend – Pranav Rishabh – Dewan.


The post is written as part of #A2ZChallenge & #BlogchatterA2Z. To read the previous post, please click hereMy theme this year is Short Love Stories.

Disclaimer – This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Reader discretion is advised.


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  1. Noor Anand Chawla says:

    I really admire the range of romance you have been covering through your stories!

    1. Thank you, Noo. I am so glad you like the range in these stories. Though, I am out of ideas now 😅

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