OS - Princess Part 1

OS - Princess

Part 1:

Shyam smiled looking at the girl who was standing to cross the road. He was dazzled by her  smile and the most innocent looks. He felt his breath got stuck in his throat. He gulped the lump with difficulty when he saw her hugging a man. His blood was rising through his nerves after watching her smiling sweetly at that man. The minute he found her with him, he started hating that man.

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The man who was hugging the girl, got out of the embrace and looked at the angel in his arms.

“Come princess…” saying he made her seat in the passenger seat of his SUV.

The girl again flashed her 1000 volts smile to him.

The man took his mobile and dialed a number,

“Haa Mr.Mittal, Arnav Singh Raizada here.” saying he started giving some instructions to that person.

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The girl looked at the side mirror to see that man staring with fierce, agony, helplessness. Her little heart went for that man, she don’t know the reason of his pain, but she wanted to console his crying heart.

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“Arnavji…” Khushi called entering the room searching for her husband.

“Haan Khushi” Arnav replied lifting his head up from his file.

“Woo… I I”

“Stop stuttering Khushi. Come to the point”

“I need.. I want..”

“WHat Khushi.. What you need?. What you want?”

“I want divorce”

“What the hell?” shouted a very shocked Arnav.

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Shyam again waited for the girl to come. His heart is longing for her one look that will make  his heart content.. His heart flutters thinking about her pure heart that always thinks good for other.

He saw her coming out of her college. Their eyes met for a minute. Those eyes spoke volumes.

‘Thank god, you came. I was waiting for you so long’ his eyes spoke to her.

‘Sorry, The class went for a while and Mr.Kumar made me wait’ said the girl through her expressive eyes and pouted sadly.

Shyam passed a smile that conveyed he was okay with that.

She too reciprocated the smile.

He again saw her going with that guy that pained his heart.

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This went for a month. In this one month, all they did was staring at each other. Shyam wanted to voice out his love so he decided now or never, and he will for sure tell her his love. If she reciprocates his love, he will for sure marry her at any cost.

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“I love you princess”

Shyam was on his knees holding her hand, proposing her. She stood startled looking around, seeing everyone’s attention on her. She was blushing like a new bride for being proposed in front of her college friends.

She gonna reply her when she felt someone taking his hand away from her harshly.

She looked up only to find the great Arnav Singh Raizada staring angrily at her. Her voice choked to say anything. He take a step towards her.

“Arnavjii”

To be continued..

Hello friends, I know everyone are really worried about my absence. The thing is I couldn't make time for anything, but will for sure try to have some spare time for you all. Im really really missing you all badly.. Love you guys.

Urs

Nakshu

Teaser - OS - Princess

Teaser - OS - Princess

Shyam smiled looking at the girl who was standing to cross the road. He was dazzled by her  smile and the most innocent looks. He felt his breath got stuck in his throat. He gulped the lump with difficulty when he saw her hugging a man. His blood was rising through his nerves after watching her smiling sweetly at that man. The minute he found her with him, he started hating that man.

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The man who was hugging the girl, got out of the embrace and looked at the angel in his arms.

“Come princess…” saying he made her seat in the passenger seat of his SUV.

The girl again flashed her 1000 volts smile to him.

The man took his mobile and dialed a number,

“Haa Mr.Mittal, Arnav Singh Raizada here.” saying he started giving some instructions to that person.

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Will post soon...

SS - You are my Only Wish Chapter 5

SS - You are my Only Wish

Chapter 5:

After an hour, Arnav descended the stairs looking at everyone who were running here and there doing one thing or other. He mentally cursed himself for landing in this situation. He threw a mock glare to Anita who was running around followed by Aman.

“LITTLE DEVIL” muttered under his breath and got down when he heard the ever sweet voice of his sister. He closed his eyes to control himself not to say anything aloud.

“Chotte” Anjali called her brother again.

“Haan Di.. Do you need anything?” asked Arnav praying not to hear what he was thinking.

“Chotte, Come and sit in pooja” said Anjali smiling at him.

Arnav smiled in return, sarcastic smile..

“Sorry Di.. Im waiting for an important business call. Please” Arnav said thinking what’s that important call was about.

“Chotte” Whined Anjali..

“Haan Akash” saying Arnav excused himself and got out of the place

“Huff… Great escape. ASR, be careful man or else you will be in mess” warned Arnav to himself.

He looked at his mobile waiting for Akash’s call.

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Akash looked at himself in the reflection of the door inside the lift. He was looking as if he had fought with someone, had catfight and all. His hair was such a mess. He remember the incident that happened not so long before sometime.

Sad Flashback:

Akash stood before the flat number 35, he was thinking whether to ring the bell or not. Bracing himself he rang and stood there waiting for someone to open the door. After 10 minutes of wait, he saw the door was opening, there stood a lady in her late 20’s.

“Yar venum(Whom do you want? in tamil)” asked the lady.

Akash understood that the lady doesn’t know hindi…

He opened his mouth and started, “You..” but stopped looking at the bulky figure of a man standing behind the lady.

The lady who heard only his ‘you’ misinterpreted his words, glared at him..

“Enagaaa…” the lady shouted calling her husband…

Akash stood startled at her shout.

He saw that bulky man approaching the lady… He heard him asking her

“Enama, Ena achu.( What happened?)” glaring at Akash.

The lady looked at him and them Akash.

“Enaga.. Ivaru nantha venum nu solraru..(He said, he wants me ah)” said the lady.

Akash only stood there not understanding what they were actually speaking(Poor sould, only if he knows what they were speaking, he would have ran away from the place)

Akash saw that man fisting his hands, his eyes turning red. Akash was wiping the sweat formed on his forehead.

The man grabbed Akash’s tie and pulled him inside, the lady closed the door.

Outside the closed door, all could be heard was Akash’s voice in pain.

Flashback ends.

“ASR, soon you will receive my Resignation letter” saying he switched off his mobile phone.

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Arnav furiously dialed Akash’s number only to hear, “The number you are trying to reach is currently switched off. Please try…” he cut down the call even before the voice completes.

Aman looked at his brother thinking, ‘Who is the poor soul suffering in ASR’s hand’

Arnav saw his dad, Ankit walking towards him.

“Arnav”

“Haan dad”

“have you appointed new secretary for Akash?” questioned his dad.

‘Damn you Akash. You are dead.’ cursing Akash, Arnav nodded at his dad and said,

“I think Akash took the interview yesterday for an hour and appointed a girl”

“Oh that’s great. By the way Arnav can you attend mehra’s party day after tomorrow, as I have some important meeting.”

Arnav’s face was worth to watch.

“Dad, you know..”

“haan I know beta, that you dont like attending parties, but you can do this for me” said his dad making a poor face.

At last Arnav agreed to go there.

Later pooja ended with happy note, hearing all the what the’s, unbelievable’s, damn’s from the great ASR, who got his cheeks red with all the pullings of the ladies in the name of greetings and blessings.

Arnav got into his room, rubbing his cheeks mentally noting down not to attend these kind of things ever in his lifetime.

In the meantime, he had dialed Akash’s number numerous times. This is his 85th call, but the call went unattended.

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Akash was sleeping peacefully on his bed when he heard a loud ringing of his door bell.

He jumped from his bed and looked blank for a minute. He looked at the clock beside his bedside table, only to see the clock striking 11.00pm.

‘Who the hell was that?. I wont leave the person who is disturbing my beauty sleep. Already Vampire Raizada was literally sucking my blood with his glare, now  who is there to suck my life’ cursing and throwing all the no nonsense words, Akash walked to the entrance.

He peeped outside through the lens only to stand shocked…

‘The man of my thoughts, Mr. Vampire Raizada is here to suck my life. Why god? Why me?. don’t you feel pity on my state?. Where did I made a mistake?. Why did you made my life with this DEVIL’ Akash was saying all this looking about at his ceiling.

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Arnav was waiting impatiently. He tried staying at his home thinking he might ask everything tomorrow when Akash reach his office. But he was restless to know about her. He damn so much wanted to know who is she and what she is.

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After thinking for two minutes, Akash slowly opened his door, only to come face to face with VDR…

Akash was mentally appreciating his talent of finding a new name to the man standing before him, Vampire Devil Raizada.

He smiled sheepishly, ignoring the glare throwing by THE VDR.

“VDR” blurted out Akash, not thinking what he was saying.

“VDR?” Arnav asked confused hearing something, thinking it might be related to so called mystery girl Khushi Gupta.

A mystery he really wanted to know, A puzzle he really wanted to solve.

To be continued...

FF - The Sword of Destiny chapter 5

FF - THE SWORD OF DESTINY

Chapter 5:

Arnav looked at Anjali and Abhay, He was happy but not completely.. he felt something was missing.... There was a longingness in his heart…. He closed his eyes, only to get a flash of the eyes… A pair of eyes which he couldn’t remember whom it belongs too…

Khushi got down from the auto, after paying the amount, she turned and looked at the building, that stood in its pride, Her eyes moved to the name board, which was boldly written showing its proud…

“AR INDUSTRY” She read it aloud…

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Arnav stiffened at his place, he felt an unknown feeling like someone was coming to him. He became restless in his seat. He looked at Anjali and Abhay who was speaking something about going on for vacation. But he couldn’t get himself to listen their talks. He felt suffocated inside this closed wall, so he stood up from his place, excusing himself, he moved out of his cabin.

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Khushi stood there reading the name board. She was repeating the name AR continuously to herself. She felt the name was familiar to her. She remembered Anjali saying the name of the CEO.

“ARNAV SINGH RATHORE” Khushi whispered loudly…

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Arnav who was standing beside the window of his private room felt a sudden power occupying himself. He felt as though he had achieved something great. He fisted his hands holding himself up. He was staring out with his eyes focused nowhere. He himself don’t know why he was feeling like this. He so much wanted to kill this feeling which he had never felt in his lifetime.

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Khushi entered the office of AR, still mumbling his name within herself. She heard receptionist asking something. She diverted her mind and looked at the girl at the reception area.

“Mam What can I do for y0u?” she heard the girl asking her.

“I wanna meet Mr.Rathore?” Khushi said nervously. Suddenly was afraid to meet that particular person.

“Mr.Rathore?” questioned the girl in confusion. As far as she know, there was no person called Mr.Rathore in AR.

“Yes” Khushi said confirming her that she wanna meet that person.

“But Mam, there was no one named Mr.Rathore in this office” said the girl.

“WHATTTT” Khushi was shocked herself, how come one doesn’t know their CEO wondered.

The receptionist was cursing her day which was absolutely turning into hell.

“Im here to meet Arnav. Singh. Rathore” Khushi stressed the name loudly with desperation.

“Raizada”

Khushi and the receptionist heard a voice booming. Both turned towards only to leave one with open mouthed and other with wide eyes in shock.

“Anjali” Whispered Khushi.

Hearing her name from the person who was completely stranger to her, shocked her. Her eyes wandered on her.

Khushi was still looking at her like a ghost with open mouthed. Just then, she got remained about the change of surname she made.

“Raizada” muttered Khushi to herself which was not audible to anyone.

‘Raizada.. Rathore.. Arnav Singh Raizada.. Arnav Singh Rathore. Both the names sounds same to me. Why?. Am I imagining things which is not actually real. Why my mind is acting all weird?. This is not me. What had happened to me?’ Khushi was thinking to herself.

Anjali was looking at her figure, She felt as though she had known her for years. A sisterly feeling was enveloping around her. She passed a small smile seeing her in her thoughts. She moved towards her wanting to know more about her.

Khushi got out of her thoughts when she felt someone tapping her shoulder. She looked up only to see Anjali standing before.

“You?”

“Yes Me” said Anjali thinking does this girl knows about her before.

“What are you doing here?” asked Khushi.

“Excuse me.. What do you mean by this?”

“I meant What are you doing in AR” said Khushi gritting her teeth.

“This is my office, where else should I be there”

“Your office?” said Khushi in sarcastic tone.

“Haan”

“So you got The Great Arnav Singh Raizada in your web?” asked Khushi raising her eyebrows.

Anjali frowned in confusion..

“Stop acting as if you dont know anything Ms.Anjali Kapoor” said Khushi keeping a step towards her.

“Mrs.Anjali Abhay Singhania” said Anjali correct her name..

Now it was Khushi’s turn to get confused, but still she asked

“You changed your surname. How cheap you can be?. Disgusting” said Khushi glaring at her.

“You Ms. Whoever you are. What nonsense are you speaking?”

“So you forgot my name too.. Ms. Khushi Gupta”

“Look Ms.Khushi.. You are taking me wrong. I think Im not the person whom you were thinking”

“Of course I do know you… A Bi..” She was about to complete her sentence when Khushi saw a girl’s reflection on the glass. She turned her head abruptly, only to stand there shell shocked.

Anjali moved a little, only to see the person who looked alike her, her Xerox copy, Her carbon copy.

To be continued...

Hello My dear readers, I know I took really long time to update. Im extremely sorry for that. Please do understand my situation and cooperate with me. I hope I get the same support from you all throughout my journey.

Urs 

Nakshu aka Hema