Chapter 5

Pryag had become a successful business man. Unlike other business men his business was quiet different. He worked mostly from home and his wife was extremely busy with her work and strongly believed that her presence was needed almost every single day. So he had come up with a ingenious solution which gave him an option to work from home. He was a more of a match maker, in the sense he matched his client with the right customer's and employers with the right employees and provided an internet based medium and opened up opportunities. Initially it had been a struggle but eventually it picked up and most employers preferred his way of doing it as they could eliminate the overheard of a head hunter. Some smaller companies could even eliminate the cost of a HR department. Initially he was working locally but later he went National, matching employers and employees. Last year, he even hired employees to work for him with excellent benefits option, which he was able to negotiate and bargain and match the same way he did with his employees.

Now he had a team managing the insurance sector, another managing his employer connections and another for customers. He had conference calls almost twice a day and travelled once in every three months for a couple of days. As most of his trips were planned well ahead of time, either his wife stayed at home or his mother came over to help them out. As his wife was expecting their second child and as she was a workaholic, he had forced her to relax by planning a vacation, a beautiful resort in one of the Caribbean islands. She had been extremely tiered after the flight and was relaxing in their hotel room while he was entertaining his son by exploring the vacation spot with him until they had to go back to the room as they both were feeling hungry.

Chapter 4

Diya was exhausted and all she wanted to do was to crash on her hotel bed. It was a long day at work and the flight was equally long as there was a significant delay at the airport and then an hour’s wait at the transit, it felt like an eternity for her especially a headache to go with it. The room was nice and had a nice view with an inviting breeze that nudged her to take a walk. She really wanted a hot coffee event at the warm temperature. She thought that that was nice place for a vacation and decided not to look into the papers that she had been looking into on the flight as she had directly reached the airport from work. Thursday evening had never been more inviting and as it was today. She looked at the tiny refrigerator to see if there was some milk for the coffee so that she can make some in her room. There was a small carton of milk, cheese, crackers and cut fruits. The pineapple was inviting buy she controlled her temptations as she didn’t want her headache to turn into a migraine, but instead hopped on the watermelon slices. Once her coffee was ready, she was happy to have some kids of coffee even if it was no were to her standards. She went and sat on the bamboo chair at the balcony and looked outside. The balcony was overlooking the swimming pool and she could see many cooling off while sipping her coffee and her headache was slowly disappearing.

Diya was slowing relaxing and enjoying her breeze and didn’t realize how long she had been sitting there or maybe sleeping there. She was gently awakened by the touch of two petals with a tiny bit of moisture on her cheek. She opened her eyes and picked up the little bundle of joy standing next to her and said, “Hi Baby. Had fun?” He nodded and asked, “Mommy, does you head still hurt?” and kissed her again with his pink petal lips. She kissed him on his forehead and said, “My little munchkin. My headache got so scared once these cute little lips touched me” He said, “I love you mommy” and he hugged her really tight. She picked him up and went inside to wash her hands as she noticed that they were dirty. She said, “Oh munchkin, your hands are so dirty and looks like you had too much fun out there” He replied with excitement, “Mommy! I had so much fun. Daddy and I had a chocolate ice cream and I drew a lot of pictures and I got a new friend and her name is Mia”

Chapter 3

Carissa had been living a wonderful cancer free life for the past three years. Money could buy you anything was very true when it came to her. She looked as good as new and as young as a woman in her late twenties which definitely turned any man's head when she walked by. Plastic surgery had done wonders for her. Starting with her mastectomy and the reconstruction of her breast to the removal of her scars to her eye lift, one could definitely say that the plastic surgeon was definitely an artist and god was absolutely partial with her. Maybe it was because her heart was large enough to accommodate so many starting with an orphanage from Somalia, contributing to the breast cancer awareness and research program, establishing a school for under privileged children and much much more.

Her designer clothes along with her cosmetics had been running successfully and she was successfully reunited with her brother Jacquot which is usually James in English. He had not completed his college and was leading a not so great life. People change when they get a second chance in life. So did she and had searched for him and now he was a part of her life. He was employed in her company, so was his wife. His children fondly called her "Tante riche", meaning "My rich Aunt". Initially she was a bit embarrassed but now it didn't bother her. She almost spent most of her weekends with them in her villa that was located on the coast, only a minute’s walk from the sea. The living room, kitchen and dining area featured an open floor plan. But her nephew’s favorite part was with a press of a button they could sealed off the kitchen by electric glass windows. All the rooms had amazing sea views, with a covered terrace. The billiard table, and a lovely pool and garden, they looked forwarded to Friday's and hated Monday's. She looked at her watch and said, “Oh! I miss those kids very much. I can’t believe I am here vacationing without them. I have to call them tomorrow. I should get them something for a souvenir.”

Chapter 2

Akshar was not there alone, but was accompanied by his sister's family - an excellent deal that was so they decided to join them. His sister and his wife liked each other and got along very well, so it turned out to be perfect. Akshar was an excellent father to his son Alan. He enjoyed spending time with him and Alan adored his father. The little two and a half year old practically rode on his father's shoulders where ever they went, sometimes even dripping ice-cream from the cone on to his father's head. So Akshar always carried a tissue with him and had given up on using gel on his hair as it made it quite difficult to wipe it off. Alan wanted a French beard just like his dad, so Akshar had to draw one for him often. Often the both of them wore the same shirts, of course different sizes. Today was one of those days where the both of them had a matching handmade Hibiscus Chest Band Men's Shirt with genuine bamboo wood buttons, white shorts and Ray ban sunglasses. It was his mom's choice to get a Ray ban for Alan, she wouldn't have it any other way, even though it didn't matter to Alan, all he care was that it was in his favorite color.

Akshar's niece Gloria loved Alan. She had always wanted a baby brother and so she was not very much interested in Patricia, her baby sister since she always took away everything, especially her favorite Uncle's attention. Alan on the other hand didn't care and was a typical boy and always wanted to play with his cars and trucks rather than sit in one place. He liked Gloria more as she was nine and was more understanding towards him as compared to Patricia who was almost five and was bossy and always ordered him around and never let Alan play with her princess dolls. Alan once removed a hand from one of her Barbie dolls, and used it as a part of his missing fire truck, sending Patricia into tears. Patricia never liked him from that day onwards. The two girls were already on the beach building a sand castle. Their mom was sunbathing and their dad was capturing the beautiful scenery with his SLR. Once Alan saw the two of them playing he ran towards them and before Akshar could say "watch out", he tripped and fell right on the almost completed and castle.

Chapter 1

St.Lucia, a wonderful vacation spot between the Caribbean Sea and the Atlantic, north of Trinidad and Tobago. As its location is on the Atlantic coast of the island, don't picture a Caribbean turquoise-blue sea. But it has its own beauty and as most resorts lack a really long beach the generic feature of the Caribbean’s, most of them do compensate with an in-built water park. And the Coconut Bay Resort & Spa was definitely one of them with fun filled activities with off-property tours like the Catamaran outings, rainforest adventure with zip-lines, a "drive-in volcano" and a day-trip to nearby island of Martinique. More than anything else it was very much kid friendly and was all inclusive - the perfect reason for Akshar to book a vacation at the spot. When he saw the pictures and read more about the resort, the more intrigued he was.

As St. Lucia is known as one of the honeymoon capitals of the world, Akshar knew that would definitely win his wife all over again. Unlike the relatively low-lying profile offered by many Caribbean islands, St. Lucia seemed to reach up toward the sky. Whether she wanted to simply gaze at the island's two most majestic peaks - the conical extinct volcanic vents known as Petit Peton and Gros Peton or she was more adventurous and was ready for a climb the Gros Piton, a volcanic mountain about 2,600 feet high. He thought of indulging in a myriad of swimming and water activities with his beloved wife and son. Maybe as an added bonus, something he enjoys, hiking and mountain biking. Some exquisite cuisine and extravagant seafood, and all this with an excellent deal - Akshar had to book that vacation. So there they were, in St.Lucia.