He Is Back

Part 1

Alisha's P.O.V

It was the morning of fall.As usual I got up at 6am; next to me was my roomie and bestie Sonia lying sloshed from the drinking and partying last night. She always did that on Friday evenings. I on the other hand preferred lying in the comfort of my couch and reading books. I went to the bathroom splashed some water on my face and got ready wearing my jogging tracks and the new Puma shoes I got and went jogging. After almost an hour I picked up some eggs, bread, milk and the newspaper and got home.

To my surprise Sonia was up all messed up, gave her cold water and some asprin to get her hangover out. I asked her to go clean herself and I made us some breakfast. She came down and gulped her food without a word, guess she was hungry. "Hey babe how r u feeling now, coz we need to go to Walmart and get our groceries for the week." I said. "I am fine, we will go around noon and even get ourselves lunch" she said. This was always our Saturday routine, go shopping and get the lunch outside get home set up the groceries and then watch TV, we always ordered Take outs on weekends to save ourselves from cooking.

Nor that we didn't know how to cook or could not afford a maid. BTW, we belong to well to do families; in fact we work with/in Sonia's father Mr. Mittal's, Interior designing company, The Creative Eye. Based in New York. My family is based in India, my father and Mr. Mittal our best friends since childhood.

Sonia does not have a mother, I mean we lost her when we were 2 I guess, both our families are close knitted. My parents were against me moving to NYC, due to a lot of reasons coz of my past. But all well that ends well; they agreed coz of Sonia and my sister who lives in California with her family. All of them want me to get hitched to Rahul, but we still prefer being friends, I agreed to work with Uncle only if he allowed us to rent/buy our own apartment and be treated as salaried employees and not daughters. We both owned a nice penthouse in a plush locality in NYC. Not too far from work. And even closer to Mr. Mittal's Mansion, that was the condition BTW.