Even after agreeing Anika was not willing to go to the Dinner. She was getting too much involved with the Oberoi's and she knew this is not right, them considering her as a part of family is nothing more than a sympathy toward an orphan. 

Then coming to those spectral eyes and alluring smile, how much she refuse but she knew he was entering her inner circle. The Circle which was not allowed for even Gauri and Om. Om and Gauri indeed treat her as family but treating as family and being an actual part of the same were two different things. She don't want to increase her fear of loosing someone by letting them inside the wall she had built around her. Those spectral eyes and alluring smile were effortlessly breaking the wall making a way inside the incredulous circle and Anika didn't like it a bit.

The only persons inside her inner circle were her brother and her Cookie monster as she fondly called him.  These were the only two men who have ever seen a vulnerable Anika. These two have seen the careless butterfly inside the strong Lt. Col Anika Roy. 

Anika was sure she didn't want Dr. Douchebro to add in this list. She knew her pain for the world is a source to show their pity and in life pity was something Anika never wish for.

She tried to make excuses for the Dinner but the three boys which included Om, Rudra and Dr. Douchebro were not ready to buy a single excuse. Shaking her thoughts Anika focused on Sahil who was setting his hair getting ready for the Dinner. He was too happy today considering he had been chosen as the Head Boy of his school, although the investiture ceremony was later on the final choices were declared . Anika missed her school days. How these small things use to give  tremendous happiness. Now days go on without a simple genuine smile.

"Ani get ready, we are getting late." said Sahil as he gelled his hair.  Although in school Sahil was all what we call a perfect disciplined boy, he loved dressing up and styling whenever he get a chance. Anika never refused him considering he was a teenager in his near eighteen so of course he knows what's best for him. 

Also Sahil never did anything to disappoint her except getting into fight with the road side romeo's trying a chance on Sahil's Ani. Although Anika was a pro in boxing and she knew how to give it back to them, she prefer to avoid dogs who have a habit of barking around. As long as they just be in their limit she can tolerate while Sahil being the more aggressive one as well as a protective brother can't tolerate as much as an eye on his Ani.

The Doorbell rang and Anika knew it had to be Om and Gauri as they have planned to go together. Sahil went to open the gate while Anika side plated her hairs arranging her black shirt and tuck-in jeans. 

"Anika try to look like girls sometime." commented Gauri as she entered inside Anika's room. Anika gave a sheepish smile while Gauri rolled her eyes before taking out a pair of diamond ear cups which she had forcefully made Anika buy once they were off for some jewelry shopping of Gauri. Gauri stopped abruptly as she noticed something " Where is the other anklet Anika?" asked Gauri as she noticed one of the anklet that Anika was wearing on pooja day was missing.

"Don't know, I even searched for it but didn't got." replied Anika as she wore the ear cups. Gauri opened Anika's hairs much to her annoyance before doing a butterfly plate on it.

"Girls if you are done shall we leave, Shivaay had called me for the nth time asking when will we reach?" asked Om, entering with Sahil. "We are done let's leave" replied Anika as she took her clutch but Gauri held her and applied lip gloss on her lips to which Anika frowned while the other two boys giggled.

"Let's go." declared Gauri keeping back the lip gloss and soon they all left in Anika's car. While Anika, Gauri sat on the driver and passenger seat respectively Om and Sahil sat down on back seat discussing about their common obsession Indian Premiere League. 

They soon arrived at the CO's bungalow . Being the Commanding Officer of Army Medical Corps Ranikhet Tej Singh Oberoi didn't held an apartment but an entire bungalow with a very wide area. The entry gate had English vines covering most of the creamy color wall making it a sight to behold.

Anika parked the car inside while at the same time admiring the bungalow. The white bungalow had windows and door made up of glass which were of course gorilla glasses. They were covered with bright green money plant. The sloppy roof of the bungalow had fresh green grass on it. The shine of the full moon on the grass made it looked incredibly beautiful.

They rang the bell, Tej and Jhanvi came to greet them. Om and Sahil touched their feet while Jhanvi hugged Anika and Gauri. "Finally at least you listened to Shivaay for coming here." exclaimed Tej with a mischievous smile. 

Anika wanted to correct him that very moment that she is here on Rudra's call but thought against it because she didn't want to offend him. Anyway it didn't mattered. It really didn't! It's not true that those spectral eyes and alluring smile were affecting her!

"Where is Shivaay, sir?" asked Om as he took the water served to them. "First of all call me uncle like Anika,  we are anyway not on duty. About Shivaay, he is right now cooking some sweet dish with Rudra and he can't leave it in middle. Although he was done with cooking but since you guys were taking time he thought to cook one more thing. Looks like someone is too interested to cook for someone." Anika felt a mischievousness in Tej's eyes as he focused the last line looking at her but shrugged it off considering the playful attitude of her Tej uncle.

"Okay I'll join the boys gang. Come Sahil, you guys enjoy" said Om. " I am man as well even though not be counted among young boys still. Come I'll show you the kitchen." said Tej half jokingly as he left with Om and Sahil toward kitchen.

"Till the time these men arrange the dunner, let me show you guys around." offered Jhanvi to which both Anika and Gauri nodded before following her up.

 The entire house was clean to the peak. Everything was in it's place. The exotic art pieces hung across the walls just blended with the lay out. The small statues made of pine and deodar tree adored the corner tables. They climbed to the first floor talking on various things. "This is Shivaay's room, the most well maintained corner of the entire house." said Jhanvi as she led Gauri and Anika inside Dr. Douchebro's room.

If Anika said the entire house was clean to the peak than this was to another level. Everything was as if settled by measuring angels. The king size bed adorned the room with a shade of royal blue and grey bed-sheet and blanket. It had a big picture painted on it's head. Although Anika couldn't get the abstract painting it was beautiful. The window on the left side was quite big and let in a huge amount of moonlight inside.

In one corner was a large bookshelf with different section marked, medical, inspirational, biographies, fiction, Mystery, Thriller, Sci-fiction and Horror.

"Shivaay have a habit of collecting books, although he is never able to read all. He is fond of books from childhood only" said Jhanvi on noticing Anika's gaze on the bookshelf. Passing an acknowledging smile Anika looked toward the other end of the room. It had a wall glass Almira lit up with yellow lights and inside it were several trophies, certificates, acknowledgments and medals.

"Woww that's incredible , AIR 1 in NEET, 100 percentile in JEE mains and AIR 5 in JEE advance, AIR 3 in AIIMS. " read Gauri as she neared the glass panel. They were covered with several trophies from sports event and study events. This man surely have a brain of a genius and play spirit of a player.

"Shivaay was always a child prodigy, good in whatever he did. Be it sports or studies. Although he was not that good in social life considering he was more of a nerd, he was and is perfect " said Jhanvi with a proud smile on her face. Anika could clearly see the pride reflecting in Jhanvi's  word. After all a mother!

"It's brilliant" exclaimed Anika, rubbing her hands off the glass panel that contained the trophies while Gauri nodded in affirmative. Anika then noticed a large study table at one corner and walked toward it. "This is Shivaay's study as well as creativity desk, he loves writing short poems." informed Jhanvi, Anika noticed many written papers pressed under the glass slab that was placed over the table. The table at one corner had a watch studded pen stand which contained nearly all the stationary and luxurious pens, at other corner laid a sound operated study lamp. Anika rubbed her hand over the several pieces of poem as she unknowingly read out one with Title RIGHT OR WRONG.

Don't assume something to be right

The globe is full of wrong

Crave to witness something right   

Than construct what you want

In books we comprehend the wrong

Normal people deem the wrong

But those who construct the right

Are the solitary worth existing

The wrong is what we know

The right is what we have to know

But that also not entirely precise

Because forgery still subsist.

There is nothing like completely right

Even letters are wrong

Even numbers are wrong

Just like water that appear clear

Right need to be created

Right need to be constructed

Right need to be made

From the wrong we know

Right reside in our imagination

Wrong dwell in our knowledge

Because knowledge is restricted

But imagination embraces more than cosmos

Right may lead to wrong

Even wrong may escort to right

It depend on the path one opt

Which can be both-

"RIGHT OR WRONG"

Anika exhaled as she read the last line. His poems indeed held a lot. "I know right, his poem are as confusing as he himself." said Jhanvi chuckling to which Anika smiled before replying politely.

"Can't say of Dr. Oberoi but his poem isn't confusing it just hold a lot of meaning. All in one sense he want to say that wrong and right is how we perceive things. Like for someone with stereotypical view girls wearing short dresses is wrong but at the same time for a modern and open minded person it is right. It all depend on what we choose. Everything is developed by humans and need not be right, it just that we take it right. So it is up to us to construct our own theory of right and wrong. Everything we are taught is what we observed and we think is right and it needn't be true likewise many theories get failed by a new one."

A moment of silence was followed by a huge sigh as Gauri spoke up " You really understand Dr.Oberoi too well Anika." "Indeed" supported Jhanvi as well. Anika suddenly felt awkward. It wasn't true. It's just that the meaning was too evident and Anika have interest in poetry. Of course she didn't understand Dr. Douchebro.

"This one looks like a new one, not finished yet." said Gauri as she took out a paper which was half peeping out of the slab. "Looks like Dr. Douchebro write romantic as well" said Gauri chuckling along with Jhanvi and unconsciously Anika's attention was drawn toward it.

But before Gauri could read the piece of note Rudra barged in the room.  "Hello Ms Beautiful" said Rudra with his ever charming smile. "Don't mind him Anika he can be really annoying at times. " said Jhanvi hitting on Rudra's head. Anika chuckled at the awe-dorable face made by Rudra. She still can't believe that this childish boy is a commando.

"And you must be my pretty Bhabhi that long hair organism's wife" asked Rudra more like a statement while Gauri nodded giggling at the reference for Om.

"Okay everyone is waiting for you guys let's go" said Rudra pulling Anika and Gauri who kept the note back in its place.

Anika gave a final look to the trophies and medals and at the various poem kept at the study table. Dr.  Douchebro indeed was a child prodigy.