Pinteresty Love
Srikant was a reputed architect having designed some of the prettiest buildings in the city. After the passing of his wife, his entire world revolved around his adorable eight-year old. Despite being a single parent, he left no stone unturned to care for him.
He was a hands-on parent, spending most of his free time with his son, the thought of remarrying never crossed his mind. He loved his work and would spend countless hours on Pinterest trying to get inspiration. While browsing today, one pin particularly caught his eye. It was from this amazing interior designer’s account - MonRepose. He knew it was a lady’s account since he had been following her for a while. She seemed to be a very experienced person. Her work wasn’t extravagant and yet so different. He loved the kids' rooms, the cosy corners and the living rooms she had designed. He especially loved how each house was different from the other as if personalised according to the clients’ tastes. From boho, to chic, to traditional Indian and western designs, each work spoke for itself. This particular design was from her own house, he read. He was overjoyed to find that she had recently relocated to his city.
He instantly began typing a message. He had liked and pinned a lot of her work but he had never spoken to her. He paused and rechecked, not wanting to sound creepy. He almost thought it was a bad idea but he knew her work would be perfect for his new project.
He introduced himself, mentioned his requirement and shared his Instagram handle, “Can we meet over a cup of coffee and discuss?” He reread his message multiple times to make sure it sounded formal.
He waited with bated breath for her reply and was happy that the reply didn’t take long to come. They decided to meet the next day.
A young woman came up to him, “Srikant?” she questioned.
“Wow I wasn’t expecting someone so young!,” he was pleasantly surprised. He got up to shake her hand.
“Malvika,” she smiled, “Sorry I got late, I had to drop my daughter at a play area. I don’t know many people here,” she added.
“Your husband wasn’t home?” Srikant casually enquired.
“We recently separated. That’s why I relocated and I am looking for work,” she maintained her poise.
“I am sorry. I am also a single parent, I lost my wife to cancer,” he felt the need to add.
They discussed work prospects, and life as a single parent, each equally impressed with the other.
“The new project is going to take some time. Why don’t you start renovating my son’s room meanwhile? I have been avoiding that since long. You can get your daughter along, the kids can play. That way you can also relax and work,” Srikant suggested.
Neither realised that a Pinterest account and a formal meeting would one day give the single parents the love that was missing in both their lives.