On a yacht of wealth...
Jiya linked her arms with Naman as she climbed onboard the yacht. The Seafarer was stunning indeed. The wooden paneled upper deck was quite spacious. The Japanese bamboo lamps illuminated the deck with a warm incandescent yellow, giving off a homey vibe. The edges of the deck were dotted with plush white couches replete with blue cushions for the guests to sit and relax as they enjoyed the sea. On the center of the deck was a live barbeque counter for ‘from the fire to the plate’ experience. The culinary play of the chef adding to the atmosphere as children watched in awe, the sizzling flames which seemed to touch the sky. “How pretty,” Jiya said taking in the surroundings. Naman hummed in reply. “We should buy a yacht too.” “I don’t want to burn millions,” Naman huffed. “Oh, come on.” “It is actually a waste of money.” “I know. But it is pretty. I work sixteen hours a day, including the weekends. I deserve it and I can afford it. I rarely take vacations an...