The aeroplane landed with a screeching sound on the field. Annika came out of the plane. Taking a sharp breath, she inhaled the smell of freshly watered grass around her. 

  Returning to one where you belong with, feels like a tortoise retracting into her shell. The troubles of the world evaporating. To anyone else this is a house like all the others exactly like it on this street, but to her it is sanctuary, it is cocoon, it is rest. Back to home.

"Welcome Back Home, Annika." 

She was shocked for few second.She thought she heard her mother's warm voice. She felt like hearing her sister's giggling along with feeling her mother's warmth.  Her eyes welled up with tears.She knew they were around her and with her always. 

Clutching her mother's golden heart pendent which was securely wrapped around her neck, she cried a bit. She was missing them each passing day. 

  There were plasma screens of arrival and departure times on the wall of the airport. People were lined up at the check in desk with suitcases and baggage. In the center, there was a sculpture of a whale with water cascading from it's mouth and flowing down it's tail flukes. In the background,soft Indian and Western classical music played.They were her mother's favourite songs. 

 In the arrivals lounge there was a curious mixture of bored and excited people. Some looked like they were waiting for a bus, others like they were children waiting for Santa himself. Some lounged on the low comfy chairs and others bounced on their toes. 

She went near the food stall in the airport to have some Indian food.Being a great Indian foodie, she loved food more than anything. Specially South Indian. She went and order Rava Dosa, Dahi Vada, Channa Papad Chat, Gajar Ka Halwa and Lassi.

  After having an 'decent' amount of food she went to the hotel she booked before she moved in to India to catch up a good night sleep.

Next day, she woke up and took bath and got ready. She wore a pair black pallazo with white sleeveless top.Wearing a black leather shoes and a straw hat on her open hair. She took her Rayban Shades and a Colourful scarf.   Her hands were ardorned with many colourful bangles and Chutki's watch.

It was a scorching hot summers day: perfect for a day at the Indian fair. The sky was dotted with a few candy-floss clouds. The entrance could be seen in the distance and the long queues edged forward slowly. Customers were becoming increasingly excited and impatient as they took a few steps forward every so often.

 Faint music could be heard from beyond the tall gates with the occasional happy scream suddenly piercing the air. Closer to the entrance and the massive structures of the rides could be seen: a rollercoaster, a big wheel, a helter skelter. Below, younger children stood watching, eating their sweets and snacks. 

Ice creams wobbled perilously over the cones and dripped down their small fingers as they melted; some munched on brightly coloured balls soft sugar strands that dissolved on the tongue - sweeter than sweet and sticking to the teeth better than glue. A few ate too much and complained to their mummies and daddies...  

It was unique experience for her. She can't believe the sight she got to she in a day. From tasting all the Jodhpuri dishes like Mirch Vada, Dal Bati Churma, Mirch Vada, Dahi Vada(I'm kind of obssessed with Rajsthani Dahi Vada which is sold in my city during fairs) and many more.

She was walking in the fair and eating Dil Khusal and Khewar. Bit by bit, savouring each tastes of each crumb of each of the sweets.

Suddenly she bumped into a boy. They fell down. 

Poor sweets had to die there because the puppies ate it.

Annika tilted her head in the direction of the creep who had guts to block her path. As soon as she made an eye contact with stranger. She lost in the chromatic blue eyes of the stranger.Same with the stranger too. 

Suddenly their short time fling was disturbed by the barking of puppies for more sweets.

Annika was shocked at the sight of her beloved sweets' funeral.She started crying.

The stranger was shocked at what happened in past few 10 minutes 30 seconds. A girl bumped into him, made eye contact with him and now crying.

He was like "FHAT THE WUCK" expression mood.

Annika started beating him with her bag. She was screaming at the top of her voice and accusing Shivaay of being destroyer of her small cute little sweets that she was eating. It was a cute sight for Shivaay to notice.

Being an impulsive youth and hormones being out of control, Shivaay was at the edge because Annika's cute expressions of complaining are driving him crazy.Now he is out of control.

He went forward and put his mouth on Annika's mouth to shut her up.

He kissed her and the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below her ear, his thumb caressing her cheek as their breaths mingled. She ran her fingers down his spine, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them and she could feel the beating of his heart against her chest.

They parted due to lack of air. Both are breathing heavily.Both came into senses.They both knew it was coming. A shy look before he pulled away her face and their lips parted away. Shivaay ran away leaving a piece of paper in Anika's hand.

Anika saw there is a single moon on the bracelet that she got on the day of her arrival. She had stumbled upon an old lady. She nursed her with great care on that day.

In return of that favour, she gave Annika a charm bracelet with no charms in it. The old lady had ask her to fill it by herself with love. Anika tried buying charms and fit into it but nothing stayed. The moon has magically appeared.

It's still a mystery for her of how did the moon appeared. She was now determined to find out the reason.

Precap-Annika opened the paper and was flaring red.

Hola Guys!

Wrote it after 2 months. Hope it's not bad. I'm not much of a travelling person so I use my imagination and internet to write the food names.

swati_611 be my guide when I visit Rajasthan.

ShivikaOnly I updated it again.