Misc. Erotica Young Journalist & The Handsome Politician
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'We celebrate tonight.' read Uday's sms. I was surprised when I read the message. I thought the celebrations were over. In fact I had attended one of the parties and was a little bewildered as to what the celebrations meant.
 
 
I was escorted to the airport from my house by a car arranged by Naina. I was driven straight to the parking bay of the airport. No check in, no checking; the car drove straight past the gate of the airport and I stepped out near a helicopter standing outside a hangar. It was Uday's chopper. Uday or Naina were no where to be seen.
 
The driver bid me goodbye and the pilot welcomed me. I sat in the chopper and wore the headphone as the rotors above started moving. I was a bit confused as to what was happening, yet extremely impressed. I was asked to bring along a couple of days of luggage and I had taken leave from work. The helicopter took off and we were over the city in minutes.
 
I asked the pilot where we were going. He told me we were flying to a place in the mountains, 300 kilometres north. I guessed it was a hill station of some sort and perhaps I was going to Uday's farmhouse.
 
The hour long helicopter ride was quite. It was my first chopper ride and I enjoyed it thoroughly, peeping through the windows and watch the world so small. For a few minutes, I was living the high life.
 
The chopper landed in a field. I got off the chopper holding my hair as it flew in the gust created by the down thrust of the slowing rotor. A chauffeur took my bag and escorted me to the car and from there we drew to the farmhouse.
 
Farmhouse is an understatement; The place was a damn castle. It was spread over an estate spanning several hundred hectares. Nestled in the valley surrounded by snow clad mountains, the place was straight out a dream. Some would call it their happy place, some would call it Utopia.
 
Blabbering brooks flowed down the hills and deep, thick woods dominated the landscape. There air was cool and refreshing. I knew this place was far from any city and the air was best I had ever inhaled. The fragrance of the wet grass and mud wafted through the air and rays of the morning sun brightened up the sky.
 
The Range Rover drove down the muddy path, bordered and covered by giant trees. I could see the gate of the estate and it got larger and larger as we got closer. The gates opened and we zoomed past it and stopped right at the gate of a cottage.
 
The chauffer helped me get off the car and escorted me inside the mansion. The lobby itself was hige, huge enough to be called a hall. Once you walked past the large wooden door, you would see a grand staircase which lead to the upper floors. I walked up the stairs and past several rooms before I saw Naina standing in front of a room. She had the pleasant smile she always had. I was pleased to finally see someone I knew.
 
“Hi Mira. Welcome to the Nirvana Estate.” She said as she stepped towards me. Her sandals knocked on the hardwood floor.
 
“This is Uday's house?” I asked in disbelief.
 
“Not just this house but all the houses around here. Infact, the boundaries of the estate go well beyong the helipad.” She said with pride.
 
“Where is Uday?” I asked.
 
“He is in the city and will be joining us shortly. Meanwhile, you can freshen up and breakfast will be served. You have a buttler at call and will tend to your needs. Enjoy your stay.”
 
“What am I here for? Uday said we celebrate tonight. What is the celebration about?” I asked. I was now confused. The chopper ride, the stay at the cottage, the buttler; this whole damn thing was too expensive affair.
 
“Relax for now and you'll know in the evening. I will meet you in the evening.” She said as she walked away. The other guests will arrive and
 
I was escorted to the bedroom, my bedroom for now. The mansion was beautiful. It was made of stone with creepers covering the walls. The hardwood floor, the hanging heads of animals and the paintings on wall just screamed of wealth and luxury.
 
I had woken up woken up very early and just wanted to sleep. I was served a large English breakfast on which I gorged before going to sleep. I knew the party would go well past midnight and I should catch up on some sleep right now.
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