5S - Are you the magic or tragic of my life?

5S - Are you the magic or tragic of my life?

Second Shot :

Two days later,

Arnav again went to the flower shop and met the same girl…

“Excuse me”

Again the girl flashed a cute smile…

“Yes,.. What do you want sir?” The girl was looking at him with her confused eyes.

“I just want a small help from you” said Arnav

“Yes.. What kind of help?” asked the girl..

Arnav proposed the idea of his photoshoot for bridal wear. The girl thought for a while and agreed to help him..

“I’m Arnav Singh Raizada” Arnav said introducing himself..

“Khushi.. Khushi Gupta” said Khushi smiling broadly at him.

Next day was photoshoot,

Arnav was all set to see the photoshoot, that was the first time the Great ASR was himself attending the shoot, because NK and Aman was the one who always takes care of it. This act of him shocked everyone…

Khushi started modelling wearing all the bridal collection, the ASR had himself designed… Arnav stood there admiring each and every pose of her. He started imagining herself as his bride, their engagement, mehendi, sangeet and marriage. He was smiling thinking everything..

“Aman.. Please hold me tightly” Whispered NK..

“What NK?”asked an irritated Aman not knowing what was happening..

“The Great ASR is smiling” said NK startling poor Aman.

“Where?” asked a shock Aman and turned his head to see Arnav.

Aman fainted on NK’s shoulder, seeing him smiling..

“Shit.. Aman.. Wake up.. Wake up Aman” said NK patting his cheeks.

But Aman remained in the same state..

“ASR” shouted NK..

“Noooooooo” Aman got up  shouting, making NK chuckle. But Still the great ASR was in his own dreamland.

“NK.. there was something going” said Aman..

“Yes.. I agree with you”replied Nk looking at ASR.

“We should know that”

“Then, get ready to die” said NK

“Whatt?”

“Yes… you only said you gonna know what was happening.. you yourself willing to die in his hands.. who can save you” said NK feeling pity for his friend..

Aman’s eyes widened in shock.. he looked at Nk like Are you my friend?...

Both came out of their silent discussion when they heard photographer saying the shoot ended..

They both saw Arnav walking upto the girl and was speaking to her. It was like two lost friends were speaking…

“Okay Arnav I’m going… It’s late” said Khushi picking up her bag.

“If not for you, I don’t know how i would have finished this shoot” said Arnav thanking her.

“You know, I’m actually jealous of seeing you all doing the work which is close to your heart”

“Hahah.. Only we know the problem in this.. Why are you saying like this?.. Aren’t you happy with you flowershop?”

“Im happy but not too happy.. I love music… playing guitar is the best thing I would love to do” said Khushi, her voice was sad…

“Wow.. thats great… but why are sounding sad” enquired Arnav.

“That’s because I lost my guitar in train, when I had  travelled from my hometown to mumbai”

“Ohh… Not a problem Khushi.. you will get new one for sure” said Arnav encouraging her..

Khushi smiled at him and was walking out of the office, when she heard him..

“Khushi.. can you meet me tomorrow morning near the beach” requested Arnav.

“Why?”

“I have something to ask you.. or I can say to tell you”

Khushi thought for a while and agreed……

“Shall I drop you?” Offered Arnav..

“No.. I had got my scooty.. No problem” saying Khushi bid bye to him and left.

Arnav was excited and nervous for the next day.. He was damn sure about his feelings for her.

Next day in Beach…

Arnav was waiting for Khushi…….. He was happy, excited and at the same time feeling amazing after having realised he was in love. After few minutes, he saw Khushi coming..

“hey Arnav”

“Hai Khushi”

“Sorry, I was late.”

“Not a problem”

“Isn’t it beautiful” Khushi said admiring the place.

“Ya Very Beautiful” said Arnav looking at her.

“Huh?” Khushi looked at him..

“N… No.. nothing” stammered Arnav.

Both were again remained in silent.. One admiring the place, and other thinking how to confess his love.

“Khushi?”

“Yaa Arnav”

Arnav opened his open to say something, but he felt as though he was at loss of words..

“Uhh.. I….Ahh… Nothing Khushi” said Arnav huffing and scolding himself in his mind.

“What is it Arnav?.. Tell me” questioned Khushi..

“Its actually.. It’s.. I don’t know how to put it”

“Go ahead, say it”

Arnav stood there trying to get his mind together..

“Everything is new to me Khushi…. For the past three days… that I… I dont know how to say it.. I… Let me be very straight Khushi.. I like you.. I love you.. Shall we marry?” asked a very nervous Arnav.

To be continued..