Romans & histoires Indian

Once there Lanna checked us in and we all headed up to the penthouse, we thought we would be getting separate rooms but Lanna informed us that dad insisted we stick together so that meant sharing a living space together which was a bit of a drag having to share with a batty old hag but with a bit of luck she would piss off sight seeing so me and Acre could get on with finding our mates. Once we were settled into our rooms, me and Acre were ready to start our search "ok" Acre said to me "So what first?" "Dinner, then a nice early night" Lannas voice came from behind me making me whip around "What?" "Mmmmm yes I think ill have fish and chips, its the national dish here you know" "What we want

"Hi. I'm Sabrina." "Hi, I'm Sameer." He stretched his hand for Sabrina to shake. Sabrina shook him. "You are Indian." He was brown skinned and his accent was that of an Indian person. "Yes. I moved here a year ago." The guy smiled at her. She beamed. "Cool! I'm Indian also, I'm mixed. Mum is Indian." She was happy she saw someone from her mother's side. She never went to her mother's country. And she never knew the cultures since her mum died during childbirth. She only saw pictures of her mother and she looked a lot like her.

“Really thanks. It’s kind of important to me.” “Okay. What flower is that?” “You don’t know…? This is a common flower. It’s Maharashtra’s state flower.” “I have seen it. I just don’t know the name.” “Pride of India. That’s what it is called.” “Seriously?” “Yeah. Seriously. Pride of India. In Marathi it’s Tamhan. It’s a very common flower in the Konkan region” Sanvika nodded. They walked out of the premises of the house together. Greeted each other polite goodbyes. And parted ways.

That was what Roman said. “I told you about him like an hour ago, why are you bringing this up now?” “Because there's no information about this man whatsoever. No family, friends, or even an article written about someone you claim to be resourceful and influential " “I am resourceful and influential, but there's no article written about me” I point out. He bends and clicks on his computer and then “There's a profile of you here, that is you're An influencer and that you're 5'6, and you're worth 1 million”

India sees him coming. "Oh, Jaden, this is my friend Denver. Denver, this is Jaden.” “What's up?” Jaden said as he nodded his head at Denver. Denver stepped closer to India and nodded back, saying. “Hi.” With a lot of baritone in his voice. India wanted to laugh; she knew he had a deep voice, but not that deep. Denver and Jaden were sizing each other up. Denver definitely didn't like the way the guy looked at him. As if to say, 'she's with you?' Then the guy looks back at India, smiling.

Chad crosses his arms, still glaring at me. "Actually it takes hours to get to Canada." I correct matter of factly, receiving more death glares, "And India also is above an ocean." "But why do you just assume it's India? What if it's China or Japan?" Chad keeps asking. "I can't tell you how I know for sure," I reply. "Why?" He keeps pressing. "Because I can't," I say louder, in case he has some hearing problem. Honestly, I wish I killed him earlier.

She then asked, “what languages are you fluent in?” “Bengali (the official language of the state of West Bengal and Bangladesh), Marathi (Official language of the state of Maharashtra where Pune is located), Hindi (Most people in the Northern part of India can speak in this language. It is one of the 22 official languages of India) and English” “Good for us. Your English is good, very good actually.” “Thank you.” She replied shyly. “First time someone has given me a genuine compliment on something I do. Otherwise, it is only about my body.”

“Looks like we’ll have to keep our guard up against those people…” “They’re tough nuts to crack.” “India has been competing against Country H in the far east for many years; they’re desperately trying to become one of the world’s strongest countries.” “A country like that would naturally have the strength and the courage to carry out their duties. Of course they’d be formidable opponents.” “There are a lot of experts in India including Axel. It’s enough to show his status and capability for him to be leading a group of them here.” Ansel laughed. “It’s a shame you’re his opponent.”

Namit ****** It's 7 in the morning and my plane is about to land. It's been more than 3 years but I couldn't gather the courage in those 3 years to come to India, where my family resides. I was so much filled with hatred towards her that I detached myself from everything which reminds me of her. I never came back to Delhi because I knew she too lives here and it won't be easy for me. I agree I was being a coward but not anymore. I left because of her and now I came back only because of her.