OS - I found my HERO

OS - I found my Hero

The man in early twenties sitting in his cabin watching the news flashing on all the channels. Everyone’s attention was on only thing, THE BIGGEST TYCOON, KING OF FASHION WORLD, THE GREAT ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA COMING TO DELHI.

Even after all the years, this person had caught everyone’s breathe, this person had his unique aura around him that screams of his personality. It’s been a week since the reporters got the new of his arrival. This is the only news that are running all over the world, including his office, AR Empire. He looked at his reflection on the glass door. His face looks very similar to that of his dad, yes his dad THE GREAT ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA and the person who is sitting in the very much familiar cabin of THE ASR is none other that his son ATHARV SINGH RAIZADA.

He was engrossed deeply in his thoughts that he failed to realize he has the audience inside the cabin.

“Mr.Raizada?”

Atharv Snapped his eyes at the figure who is looking at him curiously…

“Yes Mr.Mathur”

“Every had left the office few minutes back as the office timing got overed. Im also thinking of leaving back home soon” Aman’s voice trailed off…

“You can leave Mr.Mathur”

“Thank you” saying he was about to turn back when he heard his boss calling him.

“Aman Uncle”

“Yes Mr.Raizada”

“Uncle you can call me ASR or Atharv as office timing got overed. No need to call me all professional”

“But sorry Mr.Raizada, I can never address anyone as ASR except that one person who owns the name fullest and about your first name, when you are not ready to share your first name with your own father, then how can I?”

“Uncle, why is that everyone thinks of me like this” asked Atharv seeing the indifference showing on him by his family and him.

“Its not like that Mr.Raizada, seeing my best friend, my mentor suffering after deprived of his son’s love, then how can I” he left his sentence mid way hoping not to break away the promise that he made to his friend a year before.

“I never denied of showing my love to him uncle, but it was he who tried to impose his rules on me”said Atharv little more harshly.

“Imposed his rules on you?” questioned Aman.

“Yes, It was he who always decided for me…

It was he who decided which school i had to study..

It was he who decided which games I had to play…

It was he who decided which place I had to go for vacation…

It was he who decided which course I had to take in my higher seconday…

My bike..

My Degree…

My girlfriend…

My car…

My dress..

My food…

…. Including my wife, it was he who decided uncle… I agreed to his every other decision, but when I wanted to start my own business he disagreed my only wish that I had posed before him. He wanted to work under some ordinary employee as his assistance instead of taking the CEO position. Am I not that much perfect for that post… Why I asked for my rights, he left and disappeared like anything. Wish my mom was there with me, because if she was this wouldn’t have had happened” Atharv finished saying everything he had in his heart making Aman stood astonished…

“You did Wrong Atharv” Aman said composing himself..

“Uncle you are still supporting him. Dont say you didnt suffer because of his anger”asked Atharv shocked at the accusation. No one had said he was wrong, not even his dad. His dad?...

“All I would say is even after 22 years of living with him, you didnt understand him enough” Aman said in disbelief.

“What do you mean uncle?”

“You want to know what I mean, Right?. Then come” saying he started dragged Atharv inside the lift and punched the button of the last floor.

After reaching the last floor, he took him to the only door that made the entrance of the premise which almost looked like a small flat. He saw Aman pressing some keys which unlocked the door. What he saw after entering made him to shiver.

It is small one bedroom flat with one living room, kitchen and attached bathroom. It is not what shocked him the most, it is of the pictures that has adored every corner of the room.

His Dad and Mom, Mr.Arnav Singh Raizada and Mrs. Khushi Singh Raizada...

His dad and mom in hospital holding a little bundle which he recognized of himself…

His dad and mom entering the RM with him wrapped in his dad’s arm more securely...

His dad holding 1 year old in his arm tightly as if preventing from everyone…

Hi dad feeding him small piece of cake with his mom smiling at them…

His dad and mom kissing his both the cheeks fondly…

His dad sleeping holding him in his arms…

His first step where his dad watching frightful with his mom assuring that he is fine...

His dad watching him playing with his mom…

He on his dad’s sleep sleeping peacefully working while his dad working on his laptop…

His dad teaching him to say Maa and Paa…

Hi dad’s worried face when he started schooling…

From then, it was he with his dad in every other photos, his mom disappearing from the picture perfect family, his dad taking the role of his mom as well.

He never knew his dad had kept every small, small incidents as his treasure. He was admiring all the thousand other pictures when he heard Aman uncle speaking…

“What did you said If you mom was there. I too wish your mom was there, if at all, Khushiji would never let her son speak about his father, her love like this.  If at all she was there, you would have understood the struggle your father faced growing you up.

You never felt the need to have a  mother, because you had you father at your services..

It was your father who prepared you breakfast and lunch boxes.. THE ASR who never knew cooking started making lunch for you because he felt, if your mother was there she would make the same.

It was your father who made your wardrobe, because it was he who designed entire wardrobe including the one which you are wearing now. He made sure his son get everything the best.

What did you said, you father imposed everthing on you…

He never decided anything Atharv without keeping you in mind..

He never decided the school which you wanted to study..

It was your mother who wish you learn your education in school which you think has no standards…

He just fulfilled your mother’s wish.

He never decided the game which you wanted to play. He was always interested in playing games, but all his life had spent on making his business. He never got the chance of playing when he was young. He never got the chance of enjoying his life when he was shouldered with full of responsibility. But he saw you as his friend. If you said one word, that you don't want to play basketball, he would have happily agreed playing other games with you. The places which you had gone for vacation is the place he had spent his life with his wife Khushiji, he wanted you to feel her, thats why he took you there. Your mother is one simple one who never wished for the world under her feet. Even if she or you had asked for that, he would lay the same before your feet including his life.

Do know one thing the bike and the car which you had can never be made again [Atharv’s eyes widened]

Your father made sure his son should have the one which is best for him.

He had lost million dollar deals just to spend his time with you.

Your so called girlfriend, she is such an cheap slut that she decided to seduce your own father for her benefits, so he disagreed and about your fiance or soon to be your wife, YOu know what made him to chose her for you, because she resembles your mother, he saw your mother in her. He thought you will get the mother’s love from her. If you dont wanted to marry her you could have said him, he would have agreed. About you being the CEO of AR, this entire empire is made by him only for you. He dont want you to be shouldered with the responsibility soon. He wanted to enjoy your teenage, he wanted to live your life, that's why even after you took up the responsibility he is working behind everything. It was he who was always behind you, It was he who will always be there as your mother, father, and friend. No one can replace him.

What did you asked?.. He always shouts at me, becuase he has the right on me… He has the right on us to correct our mistakes, he always overlooked his wishes for his family, for his employee, for you, for everyone.

Wish Khushiji was there, so that there would be one soul who can see for his wishes.

You lost your father Atharv even he is at few feet's distance. You would never understand him” saying Aman went out not wanting to cry before him.

---------------------------------------------

Arnav Singh Raizada got down from his chopper wearing his shades walking towards his Manager who is waiting for him. After greeting him formally, he entered the lift and punched the buttons, after reaching the 7th floor of the building, he entered only to be greeted by his Ex - Manager and his son’s current manager, Aman Mathur. He paused a look at him. He seems to be off the mood. Dismissing the thought, he proceed to his new cabin, as he had given his old cabin to his son… His son.. Thinking him a smile formed on his lips. HIS SON.. WISH HE CAN RETURN BACK TO HIS HOME AND HUG HIS SON…

But he has some unfinished work here. He has deal with Mr.Sharma here who is giving tough time to his son, who dared to refuse the deal if he did marry his daughter.

--------------------------------------------------

After giving his peace of mind, shaking Mr.Sharma’s entire brain, he marched towards his heaven. He entered the lift and punched the last floor. He was surprised find the door unlocked. He, His wife and Aman only knows the password.

He entered his flat only to find his son sprawled on the sofa with a frame in his hand. He moved towards him only to find his son’s tear strained face. His body shook with rage, wanting to strangle the person who pushed his son to this state. But controlling his anger, he went near him and patted his cheek.

Atharv opened his eyes to see his dad staring at him…

“Dad?” He whispered…

“Chotte.. What happened?” asked Arnav, his voice full of pain seeing his son in this state.

Not able to bear himself, Atharv threw himself to his dad hugged him tightly as if his life depends on that hug. Arnav stiffened, after 10 long years, his son hugging him. Without missing the opportunity he engulfed him in his arms....

Atharv kept savouring the feel of his dad, his warmth to his heart’s content.

“What happened Atharv?” Arnav asked him again…

Atharv shook his head as no still keeping his head at the crook of his father neck…

--------------------------------------

After an hour, his son had convinced himself that he is okay and shall get back to home, but still he couldnt forget the sight which he witnessed. He wanted to know the reason for his pain, but he dont want to ask him now. Things can wait.. Thinking he took the driver seat, and without arguing his son took the passenger seat beside him. Seeing the change Arnav was surprise not that he dont want to. Smiling within himself he started the car, changing the gear, raced out of the AR corp.

All the while Atharv admired his dad, the way he walked, the way he hugged, the way he patted his back, the way he silently lend his  shoulder to cry, the way he smiled assuring him, the way he took the driver seat, the way he smiled at him, everything…

THE MAN WHO IS SITTING BESIDE HIM IS HIS DAD…

HIS MENTOR whom he forgot as the time passed…

HIS FRIEND whom he ignored of one having…

HIS MOTHER who always kept his wishes at the top of his priority list…

HIS FATHER who believed in him…

HI GUIDE who kept his hand on my shoulder to encourage me even after shrugging it numerous times…

HIS ANGEL who watched him behind his back not letting him fall back…

HIS TEACHER who taught to him to live…

HIS PROTECTOR who always stood before him not letting the obstacle pass through to reach him…

Thinking about his dad, he forgot that he had reached his home and his dad had kept his side of the door open for him to get down.

“Atharv?”

He came back to the world hearing his dad who is offering his hand for him to take. If it's any other time he would have dismissed saying he is not kid, but not now, at least after realising his dad’s love. Now, He wanted to hold his dad, forever. Promising himself, he placed his hand above him silently accepting his help and got down the car with his dad closing the door after him.

They walked towards the entrance hand in hand when he stopped making Arnav to stop in his track…

“What happened? Why did you stopped walking?” questioned an anxious DAD in him…

Atharv went forward and hugged him saying “I LOVE YOU DAD, IM SORRY, YOU ARE MY HERO.”.

Arnav realising his son needed his hug took him in his arms happily whispering back ‘I LOVE YOU TOO ATHARV’ royally ignoring his apology. He doesn't want his son to say sorry to him.. Seeing Aman, his son in his flat, his tear stained eyes, he understood what might have transpired between his friend and his son, After all he is A FATHER.

THE END.

Happy fathers day!!!!....

OS - Life after Death

OS - Life After Death

“She is still alive” The man with white coat breathed out which made the occupants of the cabin to breath relief.

“But.. I’m sorry to say this. She is counting her life” He said and left out not wanting to see the raised hope crumbling before him.

Raizada’s and Gupta’s staggered back at his sentence. Their life is lying lifelessly inside the cabins.

They were controlling their sobs when they heard a shrieking sound…

“KHUSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIII”....

Raizada’s and Gupta’s rushed inside the cabin which is opposite to the other one only to see their Son, their Chotte, their Arnav Bitwa, their ASR, their Arnavji struggling with chains that had locked his hands to the bed.

Doctors rushed inside the cabin and sedated him.

This is the way they always found their son of the family, waking up, screaming his wife name’s who is nearing her death bed.

Anjali muffled her cries and came out of the cabin. She has seen her chotte being always calm and composed in all the situations, but not this hysterical.

Their life was bliss after all the dark clouds faded aways. No Shyam, No Sheetal. Everything was going smoothly. Until this fateful day came, playing with the life of two important person in their life. Both had met in the accident while returning from their date. After that everything had turned black for them.

The car flied over after hitting the truck, Arnav was rolled out of the car with not so major injuries, but Khushi got inside the car. Arnav after lot of struggle pulled KHushi out of the car before it got burst out in flames.

Everyone thought that Khushi was dead, but Arnav was firm on his belief that, if he is alive then his Khushi is also alive.

Days turned months, Now it's almost 8 months. Even though Khushi survived the accident, the damage was already done.

Brain Death.

This two words came shock for everyone. Doctor had suggested for life support. But Arnav being Arnav made fuss claiming them to be the murderer of his Khushi.

Shock after shock.. Arnav started losing his sense. His heart which always beaten started reducing it beats, His mind which always suggested him to be beside his Khushi pushed him into darkness where he and his Khushi was only there.

Anjali closed her eyes, her fingers tightly fisted. She remember her chotte saying her,

“Di, She is the way my heart beats. She is the words my heart speaks. I would die if she left me”

She shouted him, scolded him for using the word die.

“How correct he was?. His heart stopped responding. He stopped responding. I'm afraid I would lose both of them” Tears started flowing out of her eyes.

Suddenly they heard the nurse came running out of Khushi’s cabin shouting for doctors.

Few doctors attended.

After few hours they came out with their head down, only for them to understand that THEIR LIFE, THEIR KHUSHI IS NO MORE.

The corridor of the hospital filled with loud cries.

Inside Arnav’s cabin.

Even though he is sedated, he was moving, as if someone is calling for him..

“Khushi..” He rasped her name..

“Where are you going leaving me?” He sounded vulnerable.

“Arnav I’m going nowhere, but with you”

“No Khushi You are lying. I promised you that I will live with you, I will laugh with you, I will fight with you, and I will take my last breath with you”

“You can't do this Arnav… Our family is waiting you outside.. They can't live without you. You are their support”

“You are always wrong Khushi in judging my love for you. I can never live without you. All these days I had breathed with the hope one day you would come and wake me up with a kiss. But I was wrong”

“I really dont want to leave you, but that is my fate. Devimaya had already written for me. Im going to her. But still I will be with you, in the form of those plants you had planted in your garden, in the form of rain that we always cherished, in the form of the stars that always shines brightly.”

“Take me with you please”

“I can’t”

“YOu are forgetting one thing Khushi. ASR always kept his words. I promised that I will always be with you as long as I Live. How can I leave you in that unknown world”

“This is not the unknown world Arnav.. My Devimaya My Best Friend is here with me”

“Khushi.. I promise on me, that I would never hurt you, tease you or irritate you.. Please be with me or take me with you.”

“Take care Arnav.. Bye.. Remember I will always love you” saying Khushi went away.

Arnav’s breath started becoming shallow. His hard breather alerted the nurse who came after sometime with doctors only to see he is resting in peace with calmness. His face is pale but with happiness..

In the same day Raizada’s and Gupta’s lose two important soul of their life.

Anjali prayed for almighty. She is sad that her brother and sister in law left the world, but at the corner of her heart she is happy that they both are together.

In Heaven.

“Khushi”

“Arnav.?.. You here?”

“I can’t live without you Khushi.. So I came for you”

Both the souls united, promising themselves to be together in the next birth.

With their promise,

Two loud cries echoed around the universe, indicating the birth of two innocent life, who is going to mark the epic with another love story.

Arnav - Khushi ForEver.

THE END.

This OS was written on the request of Tonmoyee Debroy who wanted to read one on ARSHI LIVE AND DIE TOGETHER.

Thank you my dear lovely Readers

Love you

Urs

Nakshu aka Hema

Mr & Mrs. Stranger

OS - Mr. & Mrs. Stranger

June 6th, 2015

“The entire city is burning in fire. Right now we are standing in one of posh area of Delhi mega mall.... students were fighting for their rights. Attack from the Delhi police is really unexpected. Everyone are running for their lives. Will someone come to stop the strike. Stay tuned to know. This is reporter Khushi Gupta from AS channel sig” Khushi was speaking looking at the camera when she felt someone pushing her on the ground with some heavy weight on her. She opened her eyes only to witness a man lying on top of her when she heard him yelp in pain. She looked above to see a cop beating him. She saw his face filled with pain. Even with the unbearable pain he stood up protecting her from the cop. He slightly pushed her out of his arms turned back to the cop missing her gaze which was trying to read him.

June 12th, 2015

“Khushi where are you lost. Back to earth yar”

Khushi snapped out of her thoughts hearing her friend shouting bursting her ears. She passed an annoyed glare to her and went back to the time she met that particular owner of the chocolate brown eyes. Her so called Mr.Stranger.

She dont know who he is, where he went after saving. She couldnt even thank him.

Other part of the city....

“ASR please.... Im deeply in love with you” some random girl said looking at him shedding crocodile tears.

“Ms.Whoever you are. Please dont drown me deeply in your tears. I feel suffocating.” Said Arnav completely dismissing the girl.

“ASR are you gay?”

“What the..... La”

“I have a doubt ASR. Seriously who are you?”

“La... what nonsense are you talking?”

“ASR.. Im confused with your multi personality…

I have seen you as a naughtiest kid..

I have seen you as an Arrogant Bussinessman….

I have seen you as a social reformer….

Heck, I have seen you as lost kid…”

“La.. Why are we discussing this now” Arnav asked desperately to avoid the conversation. He knows where it’s getting lead. If there is anyone in  this world who knows him better, then it’s lavanya, who is his best friend come his sister.

“ASR, For crying out aloud you are 28, I want you to get married to someone.”

“But I dont want to La.”

“Why?. Everyone would get on their knee to make their daughter to be your bride. Then, why are refusing?”

“They are getting on their knees because they are getting the fame of having ASR as his son in law… but i dont want that to happen”

“Then what are you expecting from this life”

“MY SOULMATE”

“Your soulmate?”

“Yes, the one who loves Arnav in me than the ASR, the one who loves to spend her entire life with me expecting nothing in return, the one who cares for me like a mother, the one who doesn’t give up her originality for me, the one who doesn’t fake for others, the one who gathers me in her arms when I feel terrible, the one who wanted nothing but me, the one who will hold my hand to walk beside me, the one who can feel proud of having me in her life as Arnav as well as ASR. I want THE ONE for me.” Arnav said looking nowhere. He said everything about what he felt right now. Whenever some girls propose him, he always stares their eyes expecting to see love, but no everything is a lie.

Lavanya understanding his feelings hugged him silently letting him know that she would always be with him.

Arnav closed his eyes to control his breathing, when he got a flash of a girl’s face whom he saved not long before few days. He got stuck in that strike, when he saw a man about to hit an reporter who is girl. His conscience kicked him to help her, that was what he did. He just saw her face for few seconds then had gone ahead to deal with that cop. When he turned back, he was surrounded by group of people hiding her from him. Being a ASR, it has become easy for him to deal with those fellow cops.

But what he couldn't deal is, His heart that is beating erratically as if he had ran marathon. That Stranger's face had somehow become the reason for his sleepless night. What he did not reveal to lavanya is that, he is searching for the same girls face in every other women he is coming to face for the past few days.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

July 2nd, 2015

Khushi was inside the public bus which was moving toward its destination, when she saw The Same Stranger walking down the streets with a little girl holding his arms who is talking animatedly with him. He seems to engrossed with the little girl's talk with an amused smile on his lips.

July 17th, 2015

He had come to the nursery to get some pots of plants to his garden when he saw the same stranger who took his sleep away. He saw her eyes which was looking curiously at the man who is stuffing the mud in the plant for the half, then unwrapping the plant, placing inside the pot and filling the gaps with further mud. She clapped in glee watching the man pouring some water and keeping it aside, taken the next pot continuing the same.

‘This girl is something’ thinking he went to buy some plants for which he came for.

July 18th, 2015

Arnav got down from his car, took off his shade and looked at the board which was standing proudly before him, THE HOME. He strode inside passing through the gates and various trees. He saw the attendant of the home came forward receiving him. He rarely comes here but always felt peaceful whenever he is here. After giving away the donation he was simply walking around the home, watching the kids paying, dancing enjoying their life with no worries. Wish he can become one like these kids. With the thoughts he moved forward when he saw the group of kids formed in circle watching something. His feet took him towards them, when he saw the same Stranger planting the seeds and plants like the man in nursery did with professional.

“So this is what she was trying to learn”.

Later when he asked the incharge about the girl, he was informed that this girls sometimes comes here to teach the kids, or to play with them, or simply to sit with them. But what he forgot to ask was the name of that girl.

December 31st,2015

Khushi was walking nervously towards the man who is having his drink. She had come her on the insistence of her new friend lavanya whom she had come to know when she had gone to meet her for the interview as she being the most popular model in this fashion industry. Both being the bubbliest girls hit if off instantly. Then the new friendship started blossoming. Lavanya always wanted a girl like KHUSHI for her ASR, so it was her plan to make both of them to meet.

Khushi almost reached near him, but she don't know how to initiate the conversation with him, when she saw him turning towards him.

Arnav felt some strong gaze on him so he turned back only to see the girl whom he always wished to see. His eyes roamed from her eyes, her reddish nose, pinkish lips, her swan like neck, her hand fidgeting with her saree, her legs shifting from one leg to other.

“Do you want to speaking something with me?” Arnav asked not wanting her to feel tensed as he understood her nervousness.

Khushi gulped and nodded her head..

“Please come this way” Arnav being a gentleman escorted her to a private area avoiding the curious glances.

Lavanya followed them being surprise at the turn of events.

In the private gazebo, both stood facing each other, waiting for other to speak. Khushi was really impatient, she feels as if her heart wants to come out of its place.

“You wanted to say something?”

Khushi nodded.

“I'm all ears, please”

Khushi closed her eyes gathering the strength and started speaking

“I don’t even know what is your name is. [Arnav snapped opened his eyes to stare at the girl who has the audacity to say that she doesn't know him. THE ASR]. But I know you enough to say I have this strong feelings for you.[Arnav’s heart started the race] I don't know whether you remember me or not, but I was the same girl whom you saved from the cops hitting me in the strike month's back.[“How can I forget her when she was the one who was in front of his eyes all the day and night”. His mind chided] I don't say, i started feeling for you since then. I was quite disturbed with your thoughts, but when i came to conclusion that i will never meet you, I again saw you walking down with you holding the little girl’s hand. I so much wanted to be in her place. But I convinced myself that this won't happen.[Arnav’s brows frowned. “Why can’t it happen. He always wanted his partner to walk beside him holding his hands in her tight clasp”] Then after few days, I again saw you in the garden which I always admired walking towards my hostel. You were tending the plants as if it was your precious asset. I so much wanted to be in that place 0f the plants. That's why I learnt gardening and Even I planted some in MY HOME. [“HOME?... Is she speaking about THE HOME. Of Course it should be. I have seen her tending the plants more often whenever he goes there. At time he had gone there just to check whether she had come or not. No one knows he visited there just to get the glimpse of her face” though Arnav] Then that day I saw you shopping in kids section when I had come for shopping along with my friend. My heart thudded seeing you buying toys thinking that you might be having your own kid. I came following you to see you family But then I was surprised when you offered the toys to the girl who was selling flowers. [How come I didn't notice her.. Thought Arnav] From then, I started weaving my dreams with you. Everyday My life started with your thoughts and ends with your dreams. I longed to be in your place. Then one day when I saw you hugging a girl, I was so broken thinking she might be your girlfriend [ Girlfriend? Who? Might be she would have seen me with lavanya, because she is the only girl who dares to hug me] I tried suppressing my thoughts but failed miserably. I felt horrible not able to forget. Then I saw you in the THE HOME speaking with the kids. When the kids asked for Bhabhi, you said you are still in searching for one. I was so happy that day that I wanted to scream out aloud. You again started making place. When lavanya approached me with proposal for her friend ASR. [Arnav’s eyes widened]. I don't want to refuse her, as she is one of my best friend I have. I agreed to meet him for her sake, and later thought to reject him because I know I can't forget you [He smiled at her innocence] La took me to his party just to make me meet him, but here I saw you. I don't want to miss you as I felt this is the last chance that the god had given me, So I came to talk to you.”

Arnav was dump after hearing her confession. He don't know whether one can say their heart out like this. He is Happy. Not JUST HAPPY.. HE is feeling as if the most happiest person in this world. He had got the most beautiful reason to be happy. He send out a virtual hug to Lavanya thanking her in his mind. His thoughts were stopped when he heard a sniffing sound. He looked at the girl who is silently sobbing.

“I know I made a fool out of myself thinking to confess you. For you I'm still a stranger. But for me you are my known stranger. I started loving you even before knowing. I never knew I can be this emotional fool. Sorry” Khushi said sobbing when she heard no reply from him. She was broken thousand times when her feelings was not reciprocated. But what can he do for that. He just met her now, How can she expect him love her?. She turned to go when she heard him.

“Excuse me Ms.”

Khushi turned and looked at him.

“Instead of loving me and becoming Mrs.Stranger, you can marry the person who your friend has chosen and become Mrs. ASR. You know he is one wealthy and powerful person” Arnav said hiding his smirk.

Khushi’s eyes widened at his statement.

“How dare he say this?. Yes she agreed of falling for him, but that doesn't give him the reason to mock her love. Yes, he had mocked love by saying me to marry that called Mr.Unknown ASR.”  thought Khushi.

“Excuse me Mr.Stranger, Whom I marrying is none of you business” said Khushi. Anger was evident.

“Of course it is my business. After all I dont want my wife to be called as Mrs.Stranger when she has all the rights to be called as Mrs.ASR” said Arnav controlling his smile.

“You.. H0w dar” she stopped speaking further when she realised what he said.

“What did you said?” Questioned Khushi.

“Simple. I want you to be Mrs. ASR”

“Mrs.ASR?”

“Yes, I want you to marry me and become Mrs.Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada officially, so that my best friend lavanya can have a partner to annoy me”.

Finally Khushi realised the meaning..

“You are?”

“Yes.. Im Mr.Arnav Singh Raizada. Do you need anymore clarification on my name”

Khushi nodded no..

“Then what are you waiting for.. Please agree to me friend’s proposal so that I can start my new year with my soon to be wife”

Khushi blushed at his statement.

Arnav’s heart jumped in joy seeing her blushing because of him.

He moved forward and side hugged her.

“Khushi, I so much wanted to say this for the past 6 months. I really loved you from the moment My eyes fell on you and I still love you. As much as you noticed me, I had also seen you, I had admired you, I had longed for you, I had carved for you, I had dreamt for you, and now I wanted to live for you, with your forever” Arnav said smiling at her.

Khushi’s eyes shined at his reply…

“I love you Stranger”

“I love you too to be Mrs. Stranger”

But stared at each other and burst out laughing at their new name.

Finally they had become Mr & Mrs. Stranger.

Lavanya wiped her tears, happy tears. She is really happy for her friend come brother finally finding his soulmate. She can't rest in peace after knowing he is in safe hands.

THE END.

This OS is on the request of one of my sweet sister Shreya aka Guddi..

Thank you all for your support and valuable comments.

It means so much for me. Love you all.