AneStory

Once the list was ready, it was time to find some good managers and some good volunteers, the former came with the deal, from college, some students who wanted to be officially allowed to bunk classes, and who normally would not have attended any, were allowed to join in, and they turned out to be Hera's distant friends. 

Anything that comes with the deal, does have a hidden cost. They all had two objective: 1. To get exempted from attending classes. 2. To make some money for themselves. And these did not clash with any of the principles of Hera or Avir, but very much lowered their stake in the pie. Hera was not worried but Avir was.

Once team was formed, it was easy to scout volunteers, with two beautiful faces, which they had among them, Rushika and Shiv's girlfriend and Hera's cousin Princess, guys were a plenty around, who danced to their words.

Shiv roped in Amit, who had the money, and clout to finance the whole thing for time being, albeit a student, could be called a don, no less at college level. Things were moving way to fast for anyone to comprehend. Specially for Hera and Avir, now project was theirs only in name, only origin of concept was theirs, everything was going to be settled in a matter of a week alone.

Neither Hera nor Avir were calling the shots, forget the pie, even a morsel was looking distant dream, but then college refused to talk to any one else other than Hera and Avir when it came to money matters, funds and funding.

Mean while, a sponsor was found, a restaurant, Akshatra decided to pay for uniform and the local BP petrol dealer decided to give free petrol to racers. And Avir and Hera became talk of the college, its a magical feeling, to be known by all the people around you as some one important, to give orders and they are carried out in a moments passage. However, like Hera of before, Hera of now had already lost interest in the proceedings around, all he cared about was Monsoon, and her birthday was near, so a gift had to be bought. 

Hera, was so immersed in the thought of selecting a gift that he missed obvious advances of Rushika towards him, he felt warmth of her hand on his skin, when ever they touched each other, but not her feelings behind them, nor did he notice her detours to meet him, every minute she was there, near him.

And on other hand Monsoon was busy with her internal exam, they being scheduled way before anyone else. When Monsoon was not there, unaware of her existence, Rushika was falling for this humble, unchanging simple person, who had no inclination to be in spotlight, and even when he was thrown under one, he remained same simple guy, unlike all others around him, who seemed to enjoy the power they were holding.

It was as if life was being gift wrapped for Hera, a second gift from god.