Bewitched

Mohit’s POV

“Harry, just see to it that everyone gets the beautifully wrapped gift with the invitation.”

“Right sir… Just rest assured.”

“No one should be missed from the list. This exhibition is very important to me. Make sure that every rich and famous person in Delhi should get our invitation.

“Don’t worry sir, all the rich and famous people like actors, models, politicians, doctors, lawyers, industrialists, millionaires, billionaires, socialites, critics, people from the fashion industry, reporters from the leading newspapers and magazines are invited.” Harry said.

“Are you sure? Make a double check. I don’t want to leave any stone unturned. Everything has to be perfect.”

“It would be sir… I personally checked it.”

“Great! See all the other arrangements. Models, Dresses, accessories, makeup artists, hairstylists, everyone should be there at least 2-3 hours before time.”

“I'll make sure of that sir, just rest assured.”

“So there would be a fashion show for all my dresses in the beginning and then an auction is planned for the dresses. Make sure everything is ready, I don’t want any mistakes. Everything has to run smoothly. A part of the money collected in the auction would be given to an orphanage.”

“Right sir...” he said and then the knob of the door turned and Manu walked in.

“Hi, Mohit...” She smiled at me.

“Hi, congratulations! I am sorry that you had to be here working right after your wedding… but thank God that you are back. I was getting a bit apprehensive.” I got up from my chair and hugged her.

She got married to her sinfully handsome husband again this week only.

“I had to come, could not leave you here in this alone.”

“You are such a sweetheart. Where is your handsome husband? I hope he is not waiting outside with a gun to kill me.”

“Why would he do that?”

“Because you are here with me instead of being tucked up in bed with him.”

“Eeeeww shut up… As it is, he had to go to Jodhpur.”

“What? Alone? Is he crazy? You should have married me...” I was shocked to hear what she told me.

“Oh, God! Don’t start again.” She glared at me and I laughed.

“Who leaves his beautiful wife alone and goes out of the city? He did that again? He went on the honeymoon alone?”

“Hold your horses, Mohit… It was related to me, I was supposed to go but as I had to come back to Delhi...”

“Oh, God! I am sorry dear… Did you two argue about it?”

“No… He was very understanding. He is really sweet...”

“Sweet? aahaan… last time I met him he was anything but sweet.”

“He is very sweet, ok?”

“Ok! You must know better… You must have tasted him. Did you both...”

“Not another word you idiot. I don’t know how we became friends, you came without a filter in your mouth.”

“Did you…?”

“Mohit! Don’t you have any work?”

“Did you?”

“Shut up Mohit!” She glared at me and her face was as red as a tomato.

“You didn’t? Why?”

“What? Will you shut up?”

“No, I would not… you are my best friend and I have to know what is going on in your life.”

“Even this? Get lost… Do some work or I am going back.”

“Awww missing him? I am missing him too.”

“Leave him alone and tell me what is to be done as I have completed my work. Tell me anything you want me to do.”

“Ok fine… But you got to, tell me later on during lunch break.”

“There is nothing to tell, he got the flu on our wedding night and he had to leave the very next morning. Now no more discussion on this.”

“Poor him… He was already going crazy about you and then he had to have that damn flu on the wedding night… God must have conspired against him. Got the punishment for the sins he committed earlier.”

“MOHIT! Stop. Talking. About. Him.”

“Awww you are missing him terribly...”

“Yes, I am… Now give me some work to do or I will kill you.”

“Ok ok… Cool down. Please click some more pictures of a few designs as I paired them with different things and accessories and it gives a different effect.”

“Ok, I will do it right away. I think Monisha and Wasim are here.”

“Yes, they are...”

“Ok see you later...”

“Hmmm… I missed you. Sorry for spoiling your honeymoon.”

“Please Mohit you didn’t… This was scheduled. We got married all of a sudden. My work is also important to me. Don’t say sorry now… Or I will not share my lunch with you.”

“Don’t even say that… I missed it as much as I missed you. I have been eating junk food since you went to Chandigarh.”

“Of God! You are too much… Why didn’t you go home...”

“You know why...”

“Mohit they love you...”

“Unfortunately… But they are making me go crazy for this marriage thing.”

“I can understand… But you can’t avoid them forever.”

“Yeah… Leave it. Thanks for coming...”

“Mohit...”she glared at me and went out to work.

She is one of the people I really love. My best friend. She understood me very well and never judged me.

We met at an exhibition where her pictures were also displayed. I was impressed with her work a lot and one of my regular models who accompanied me at that time told me that he got his portfolio clicked by her about a year ago. The pictures were good enough to get him lots of work.

I offered her to click pictures for my upcoming summer collection.

She did that and the pictures came out to be so good that some of them got selected in the top magazines. My designs and her photography clicked together and we are a team since then. The famous fashion designer and fashion photographer combination.

We both benefited from each other’s work. So we work together. My spring collection was also done by her and those pictures got selected in a competition in Lakme fashion week.

I started getting more exposure because of her impeccable pictures.

We gradually became friends. She was a very sweet and shy person. While I am very blunt and open-minded as compared to most of the people around us. She was shocked at my compliments for her and they usually make her blush. I just loved to make her blush.

She knows everything about me but she never behaved differently though she belonged to a family with conservative views.

I have always been very comfortable around her. I loved her and I would have liked to spend my life with her if I didn’t have a different sexual preference.

I had relations with both men as well as women but I felt that I was more into men.

My parents were really after my life to get married and give them grandchildren. My grandmother was being very persuasive using the fact that I loved her a lot against me only.

They were old fashioned people and they would never understand me. I would be pronounced as a sinner if they ever get to know my sexual preference.

My dad would probably disown me for being polygamous. He was strictly a woman man only. He expected nothing less from me. I would be shot by him if he gets to know about me being a bisexual.

Now my family was using every trick in the book to get me married to some good, beautiful eligible girl. Either mom or my elder sister tried to make me meet some girl almost every month.

So I avoided going home. I lived separately at my penthouse. Sometimes I even stayed at my studio apartment which was just above my workplace.