Neo Imaginations

          Two years of college affair blossomed into a marriage for Monisha and Akash. Since Akash belonged to Bihar, he lovingly called his wife Monisha as Monuwa. Monuwa loved the new pet name given  by her husband. Life was a song for the couple. But unfortunately Akash got posted to a remote place  on account of his transferable job. The place of posting had no facilities to support family life and Akash had to go alone and wait for the periodic leave to see his beloved Monuwa back in Bhopal.                                              It was tough for Monuwa to live alone and away from dear hubby. But she had no choice. The better side of the story was that Monuwa had luxury of time and life style. Her college friends found it extremely difficult to adjust with their  in-laws post marriage. They lost a big deal of liberty and space. Mouwa had both the perks in plenty as she was not staying with her in-laws but all alone. She loved her TV. It was her door to unlimited enter

   The last time my French friend Jean Jack Radi came to India, he got serious addiction to Indian food. I still remember he used to talk at length about the variety of Indian cuisines and the parallel intoxication he achieves out of it. Though we had professional relationship but a thing or two about this man, almost my father s age  tempted me to befriend him outside the professional sphere. I was a bachelor then but my love for food kept me at close affair with my kitchen. I invited him for a lunch party at home the next day. Radi warmly accepted the invitation and said he would join me with a bottle of Bordeaux Rose Wine. I smiled back at him indicating that it would be a perfect party. The next day  as we say became a history. I made him my special Hyderabadi Dum Biriyani and mint Raita. We started with the bottle of wine and never ending conversation that lasted even longer than the food and dessert.                                                Six months from then I m i