Clues

"What are you thinking Aadya?" asked Grover. 
No reply came. It seemed Aadya was lost in an perpetual space. Her eyes staring at nothing. Her body remained motionless for another whole 1 min before she could feel someone shaking her by her arm.

"Hello! Madam. Where are you lost?"
"Aa..aaa..nowhere. I was just lost in thoughts." replied Aadya with a smile. This smile was no ordinary smile and Grover knew this smile too well for this was a smile that resembled the face mask of a tormented soul.

Probability

"Dude! it's an emergency". Raghav had called up Grover for he could only think of him at that moment who could get him out of this situation. After he had cooked up lies to tell to Aadya for her mothers birthday now it was obligatory for him to throw her a surprise party. Raghav didn't had enough cash in hand which meant the obvious - call Grover.
"I forgot Mrs. Kaushik's birthday and now i have lied to Aadya that i was planning for a surprise birthday party. I'm all out of cash brother. I didn't know who else to turn to. Please help me. We need to go and get things arranged. A birthday cake, a party hall, a flower bouquet and guest list etc. etc. etc."

She took me by surprise

It's one of those times which you wanna recall again and again. A moment that you feel is so picture perfect that is should have been framed but actually you are never able to pin point the exact event.

Something similar was the case for Raghav. He could never put his finger on weather it was the wedding of Rohan and Neha where they spent happy hours emptying the bar and still Raghav was unable to jock up courage to tell her how breath taking she looked in her Reddish pink lehenga which flowed down into gentle cream and the sparkling red chunri that held them together.  

Peetal ka Seesha

"I can't get wet man. Certainly not in these clothes." Grover strained his broken voice clearly emphasizing 'Clothes'.

Raghav felt it was a hideous attire that Grover had put on. Bright neon yellow shoes with all torn up look jeans and a peach colored pullover which said 'I'm kind and you? Nevermind'. Over these his favorite bright blue postman bag which he nearly carries everywhere.

Grover Sinha who was now 27 years old, making a living on his fathers money, was a brand freak from head to toe and would look down upon anyone who doesn't or won't submit to the brand era of the century.