FF - The Sword of Destiny Chapter 6

THE SWORD OF DESTINY

Chapter 6:

Ms. Anjali Kapoor and Mrs. Anjali Singhania was starting at each other. One was smirking inwardly, other was digesting the fact that the person standing exactly opposite to her was so much alike to her.

But Khushi was the only person who is sane actually analysing the difference between those two people. She was the person who judge other person with their eyes. He looked at Ms.Kapoor’s eyes, only feel disgust. Her evilness was so much showing in her eyes, that even a insane people never fail to understand that. She looked at the other person whose eyes has some unknown spark, a spark that brightens others day. She feel more attached to her. She put her thoughts behind her head and looked at them.

“Ms. Anjali Kapoor?” Khushi questioned not sure about who is who even though she can feel, she still wanna confirm her thoughts.

AK averted her eyes from Anjali (from now on I will address Anjali Kapoor (AK)) and looked at Khushi. She raised her eyebrows asking her what.

Now, Khushi understood that she spoke with wrong person. She looked really sorry for what she did. She was glad that she didn’t speak that much that she will regret for her life.

Anjali understood her sorry look and smiled in return..

“It’s okay I understood”

Khushi passed uncomfortable smile to her…

“I’m Mrs. Anjali Abhay Singhania.” saying she forwarded her hand..

Even before she could take her hand, AK intervened and grabbed her hand for shake..

“Hey Anjali.. Im Anjali Kapoor… You can call me as AK… BTW.. Im journalist student. I’m here for an interview with Mr. Singhania.” said AK smiling  at Anjali…

Anjali nodded and looked at Khushi for her introduction..

“Ms. Khushi Gupta.. I’m..” she was about to say but was cut off by AK.

“She is here for ASR”

“What” Anjali and Khushi asked aloud.

“I mean she is here to Interview Mr. ASR” said AK..

“OH.. Ok.. We will meet some other time. I have to go” saying Anjali  left the place.

While moving she looked back once again to Khushi who also looking at her. Dont know what made her to smile, but she felt more connected with her. Leaving those thoughts she moved out of the place.

Now Khushi and AK were the only person…

“So Khushi… Met ASR?” asked AK with a mocking smile…

“You better mind your own business and get the hell out of here” saying Khushi strode out, not in the mood to meet the so called ASR anymore..

AK passed a victorious smile, having stopped her from meeting the particular person for whom she is in this world.

All these things were not unnoticed by a particular person. He felt something fishy about this entire thing. He looked at girl. He himself don’t know why he is feeling so much hatred for that girl who resembles his wife. Yes, the person was none other than Abhay.

Meanwhile the case with ASR was entirely different.

‘ARNAV SINGH RATHORE’ this was the name that was resonating in the entire space of his cabin. He was not himself. He was feeling some unknown pride and power that was associated that name. The name itself associates him in a way more than he can explain.

He closed his eyes trying to gather his thoughts,

“Arnav, Arnav Singh Rathore” saying the man introduced himself.

The girl standing before him blushed at his voice that melts her soul…

“Khu… Khushi Raina” said the girl fluttering her eyelids.

Arnav smiled seeing her reddish cheeks..

“You look as pretty as a picture” Arnav said expecting a reaction from her. He didnt get disappointed. He was awarded with an adorable smile and reddish color at the collar of her neck…

“Oh no… Mrs. Soon to be Khushi Singh Rathore you are not suppose to blush too much…” Arnav said laughing at her…

“Come on.. Speak something other than blushing” said Arnav beaming at Khushi....

But She is not less than him… She said only one thing, that made his eyes twinkle in happiness..

“Khushi Arnav Singh Rathore”

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“Arnav Singh Rathore, you are not doing right. She is my possession. No one can take her away from me, let alone marrying her.” The man said with a villainous glare. His eyes were reddish, emitting the power to destroy anything what he desires about.

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Arnav opened his eyes hearing the threat by the person. He remembered the eyes, which shook his inner self. This was not the eyes of a person who has anger or vengeance. This eyes shows ruthlessness, malevolence, and what not.

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The man with a sword was walking down the stairs… He has no clue about what he should search for. He knows he had to reach the rightful owner of this Sword which he was carrying. Not that he feel it was his duty, but he feel pride of doing this. The pride not to show people, but to feel contented.

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In AR,

Arnav was very disturbed with his dream, he was getting flashes after flashes..

The promise that he made to destroy  that person…

He, stabbing a girl whom he feel more connected…

He with some girl talking something…

The eyes of the person….

These things were disturbing him so much…

He feel powerless

As if blood drained out of his body…

As if he couldn’t be able to fight back…

As if he wanna close his eyes in defeat…

But the only thing that was holding him back was, A pair of eyes  whom he couldn’t identify. He dont even remember where he saw that eyes. All he knows that, the eyes needs him or may be, he needed that eyes.

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The man who was walking remembered what his dadaji said,

“Dadaji, How will I find the person?”

“You dont need to search for that person. This sword itself find its owner”

“Dadaji?”

“Beta, you forgot, this sword belongs to the person who has so much Willpower. His will has the power to control this sword. It will help you in identifying its rightful owner.”

“Ok Dadaji… I will handover this to the person when I find him”

“No beta, not only you have the responsibility to identify the person, but also make him realize his need, the reason of his birth.”

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“God, Please help me” saying out, he marched further, in search of his destination.

To be continued..

Chapter 6 - You are my only Wish

YOU ARE MY ONLY WISH

Chapter 6:

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

Akash’s eyes widened in realization on thinking what he had blurted out. He was mentally cursing his fate for being ended up in this situation.

‘Get ready to die in the hands of THE GREAT DEVIL SINGH RAIZADA. He is sure gonna suck your blood like a VAMPIRE’ thought Akash in his mind.

“What is VDR Akash?” Asked the Lion himself.

Akash came out of his reverie hearing the Lion scowling at him.

“A...AA…..ASS…” Akash stammered.

“Stop Stammering Akash. What is VDR?” asked the ASR.

“Va… Vaa… Vam..”

“What va va va?” the desperate ASR was at his breaking point of strangling Akash in his bare hands.

Seeing his deathly glare, akash exclaimed loudly, “VAMPIREDEVILRAIZADA”

He was super speed in uttering the expansion, that ASR himself took time to process his words.. The minute realization dawned to him, his eyes turned had, spitting fire at him, literally burning the person who is shivering in fear...

He in fear, closed the door on his face and rushed inside his room, only to fall flat on his bed hiding under the sheet.

“AKASH YOU ARE DEAD” The great Arnav Singh Raizada said with a murderous  glare and left his house.

Next day early morning in AR…

ASR entered inside the premise. He was already pissed of because of that idiot Akash. Right now he wanted to smash someone’s head. He would be glad is that someone is Akash.

He was in his cabin, when the receptionist called.\

“ASR, Akash’s sir Secretary is here. Should I send her to your cabin as Akash sir is absent today” said the girl in professional tone.

ASR thought, “Anyway Im gonna fire Akash, then what is the need of this secretary”. He thought to send her back, but thinking this was not AR’s policy or working culture, he asked the receptionist to send her inside his cabin.

He waited for a moment, then he heard a knock and a meek “Excuse me”

He felt a strong breeze hitting his senses. He closed his eyes for a second just to recognize the breeze. When he opened his eyes, his eyes were as calm as standing river. It was like the breeze had sent an message asking him to calm down.

He brought back to life by an knock. He looked at the door and said an small “come in” in his Oh so Husky Voice.

He was looking at the floor, when he saw a pair of legs adorned with silver anklets standing before him. Seems like ASR is in a mood to freeze for a moment time to time. He slowly lifted his eyes, only to stop at the hands of that girl with silver bracelet in one hand and a worn out watch in other. He moved his eyes to the face of the girl. ASR was anything, but with a man of Morals. He can never ever stare at any girls at inappropriate places. Heck, he never stared at any girls except his mysterious angel. He is one woman man. He has already got his one woman, it may take time to realize she is the one for him, but his heart knows. He lifted his head to have a look at the girl, only to get THE WORLD’S BIGGEST AND BESTEST SURPRISE FOR HIM.

The girl before standing him, was the girl who stole his heart, the angel who is standing before him, was the girl who stole his sleep, she is the reason for his sleepless night, she is the reason for his restlessness, she is the reason for his search, she is the reason for his beating heart. she is HIS REASON. HIS REASON OF LIFE. HIS REASON WHICH HAS BECOME HIS ONLY WISH. HIS ONLY WISH OF HIS LIFE. SHE IS HIS ONLY WISH.

“Khushi” Arnav whispered which was not audible to anyone except him.

“Huh?” Khushi stood baffled.  ‘Did he called me by name?. or Am I Hallucinating?. May be I’m hallucinating. Why would the CEO of AR knows my name?. Im mere secretary of his manager’ though Khushi. She saw him with motionless. So she tried coughing in the intention to get his attention. Poor soul didnt know that his entire attention is on her only.

“Ahem Ahem”

Arnav looked at her hearing her coughing sound…

“Sir?”

“Yes.. Yeah… Huh?”

“Sir, I’m Khushi Gupta.”

“Yeah Khushi. What can I do for you?”

‘Is he working in call centre or customer care. Asking me what can I do for you?. Strange’ thought Khushi.

“Sir, I’m your manager’s secretary”

“Manager? Oh yeah Akash..” Arnav said remembering his so called Im so sincere Manager, who ditched him.

Ditched him? Is it right to say he ditched him?. Isnt he who took her interview?

“Who took your interview?” asked Arnav wanting to know.

“Mr. Akash Kundra” answered Khushi…

‘Akash you are safe’ thought Arnav. Right now he wanna give a very big hug and kiss to Akash. hehehehe.. If at all he did that, Akash would have been shocked to death. But at the same time, a small kind of unknown jealousy were troubling hims. His Khushi working under Akash… NOOOOOO.. A VERY BIG NOOOO… Hell, he will allow. Right now, Khushi working under him is more important that Akash being his manager. If he wanna switch his post with Akash, he for sure would do… OMG, ASR’s brain is working at high speed, that he forgot he is actually AR’s CEO and he has the power to change anyone’s position.

Khushi was staring at him thinking from which world he had come from. He is sure not CEO who is wasting his precious time to a girl, afterall his manager’s PA. Didn’t she heard, THE CEO is THE MAN FAMOUS FOR ANGER, SMARTNESS. She can’t deny one thing. He is Handsome man, not that she is attracted to him. He has some aura around him that speaks more than what he can speak.

To be continued...

Hello My dear readers,

Seems like many missed me so much. But I think from now on it is not necessary. Yeah.. From now on I will update regulary, I mean, You guys can expect two post from me, for a week. I will update You are my only wish and the sword of desitny parallely. But Im sad to say this, Unknown love will be put on hold for few months, because I really need time to think something for that. I know I can't do that now. please forgive me for that. but to be frank, I really really miss you all... Wish I can get time for me and for you all.. and the sad and worst part is, Now my laptop is not working, so couldnt write in home, so im writing in office. pray to god, that i shouldnt get caught doing these things.. Lol... Keep waiting... Will catch u tomorrow with the post of THE SWORD OF DESITNY.. I LOVE YOU.. MUAHHHHHHHHH

urs

Nakshu aka Hema 

OS PRINCESS PART 2

Part 2:

“Arnavjii”

Hearing the voice that soothes all his tension, Arnav turned back to find his beautiful wife standing there cladded in bright blue saree. Like her, her dress also resembles brightness. She is the Brightness of his life. His eyes that were spitting fire a minute back had softened that only shows love, care, affection leaving away all his temper.

Khushi looked behind him, only to see his sister trembling in fear. She looked at the man beside her, whose eyes emitting the love he has for the girl before him. The love of the girl overpowers his fear for the girl’s brother, whose name itself makes the anyone to bend on their knees. Then her eyes again travelled to her laadgovernor. She smiled thinking that her laad governor need some peace of mind.

“Arnavji!!. What happened?”

Arnav looked at her eyes which asked the same question to him indirectly. He turned towards Shyam, gritting his teeth said,” He proposed Anjali”

“So?” Khushi asked as if that doesn’t matter.

“So?. Khushi he proposed Anjali, My Sister” Arnav said again controlling his anger to strangle shyam’s neck.

Khushi nodded nonchalantly.

“Why are you not reacting?” asked Arnav desperate to get a reaction from her.

“Huh? How should I react? I’m happy for Anjali”

Arnav frowned looking confused.

The minute Khushi said this, Anjali closed her eyes with assurance that her Bhabhi will take care of everything. With the single statement of her’s, she is confirmed that her Bhabhi is okay with her decision. The decision of her Life.

“Do you love me Arnavji?”

“What the hell is this Khushi? Of course I do.. I do love you” Arnav said thinking for where this question had come from.

“Why do you love me?”

Arnav silently stood for a minute thinking what to answer and how to answer.

“Don’t know how to put your words together?” asked Khushi.

Arnav nodded..

“Why?”

“I don’t know Khushi. All I know is I Love you and I cant live without you”

“Do you trust me?’

“yes I do”

“Do you trust me?”

“Hell yes”

“Do you trust my love for you?”

“Yes yes yes yes…. Damn yes Khushi”

“Then trust your sister’s love”

Her single sentence took him back to the time when he started loving Khushi. He placed himself in Shyam’s place and Khushi in his sister.

That day he had promised Khushi to keep her as Princess. True to his words, he had kept his promise till now.

“What if I never trusted you love for me Arnavji?” Khushi asked him again, giving enough time to analyze his thoughts.

The fear of Khushi not trusting his love was evident in his eyes. He looked at her again, only to erase his fear completely. He was assured that His Love is being reciprocated in her eyes.

He looked at shyam, his heart was telling him to give him a chance. Finally his heart had won.

“One Chance. She is my princess” Arnav said pointing at Anjali.

“She is My Princess too” Shyam said looking back at his eyes.

Now Arnav was sure that he will keep his promise, giving a small smile to his sister, he turned back to his wife.

Anjali passed a wide smile to her bhai and Bhabhi with satisfaction.

Arnav wrapped his arms around Khushi’s waist, walking towards his car.

Khushi wrapped herself around him.

“My Personal Princess” Arnav said smiling at her..

Khushi smiled but again pouted..

“Now What”

“I want a divorce”

“Not Again”

“Nooo.. I want a divorce”

Arnav was literally cursing his fate for landing himself in this situation. His mad wife was asking for divorce because she wanted to remarry. All because of this pregnancy hormones.

“Arnavji” Khushi Whined.

“Haan Khushi I will give you divorce… I will give you many divorce” said Arnav pleading her to stop this talk.

That’s it, Hearing the word many divorce, Khushi started crying pouring her tears like water from the tap.

Arnav mentally noted down, “My Personal devil”