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

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

Arnav, Fashion Owner, He is not that strict, very jovial, Not an earlier raiser too.. Don’t think how he established AR.. He is smart worker not an workaholic. Khushi, A guitarist and also owns a flower shop. Aman, Arnav’s manager.

Aman was searching for beautiful girl to model for bridal collection. He was hell tired in search of that as well as hearing ASR’s all the bashing and firing.

‘God… How many times will he fire me?. At least he should have fired me so that I would have rested in peace’ though Aman.

He took his phone and called his friend in office, “NK.. I’m down with fever tomorrow”

“Oh…. What? What do you mean?” Shouted Nk on the other side.

“Haan.. That angry bird is tormenting me for the model” said a furious Aman.

“Angry bird?. Who?” asked a confused NK..

“Of course ASR.. Who else” said an irritated Aman..

NK laughed hearing this name.. “Wish ASR hears this”

“Shut up NK.. He was calling me every now and then asking me to get a model.. Is it something I can get from market?... I can’t even able to flirt” Aman said pouting..

NK chuckled at his complaints…

“First put down that damn phone.. I’m in leave for next 3 days.. Hell with you and your job” saying Aman cut the call..

NK put down the phone and looked up only to see a very frenzied Arnav.

“ASR” Whispered NK..

“Yes, ASR only… Who was on the phone?” asked Arnav raising his eyebrow.

“Aman”

“What he said?”

“That he is down in fever tomorrow” blurted out NK

“What the”

“Sorry ASR.. but it’s hard to find a model at last minute.. that too a traditional one” said NK defending them..

“Is there any shortage for girl?” enquired Arnav..

“No.. It’s shortage for traditional girls” replied Nk…

“You guys can’t even get a girl” shouted Arnav..

“Ahh.. you yourself couldn't get one, so only you asked us to do that job.” murmured NK, but Arnav heard it

“What did you said?” an enraged Arnav asked..

“ASR…….”

“What ASR?...”

“If you can.. You yourself get an model for that....” said NK..

“NK.. You are challenging me…. Mee..”

“Yes… You.. You.. And let me tell you, you can’t fire me, as i'm your brother” Nk said trying to save from his wrath, reminding him that he was not an employee but his brother.

“Yeah.. that was the only mistake our mom did.. Making you as my brother.. Anyway… I myself will get a traditional girl for our photoshoot” said Arnav in challenging tone..

NK gave a ear to ear smile to him and thought, “Bechari Aman.. he is save”

ASR left the cabin thinking where should find the most traditional girl.

‘Where should I find a girl?.. Should I give advertisement?. Ordering Aman is way more better than this.. Argh.. Why did I accepted this challenge?’ thought a very infuriated Arnav.

Arnav was coming back from his office; on the way to RM his sister called him and asked him to get bouquet of roses. He was searching for a flower shop on the way. After some 10 minutes, he found one around the corner of shopping mall.

He parked his car, got down removing his aviators’ and moved to the shop.

“Excuse me” Arnav called the girl whose back was facing towards him

“Yes” The girl turned back and flashed a charming smile at him.

He stood paralysed seeing her, He was neither able to open his mouth nor move from his place. He was continuously staring at her

“What do you want sir?” The girl asked..

“You” Whispered absentmindedly.

“Whatt” shouted that girl..

Hearing that girl’s voice, he came out of his fixed state..

“Sorry.. I mean.. I want a bouquet of White roses” said Arnav correcting his mistakes..

“Ohh.. Okay.. Wait” saying the girl started arranging the flowers.

After making it as a bouquet, she handover it to him saying the amount.. He got the roses after paying the money.

He turned back to leave but couldn’t…. He wanted to look at her…

‘ASR.. Don’t be love sick puppy.. what will she think…’ said ASR in him..

‘Arnav.. she looks beautiful.. Her smile is one in million. How can you leave this girl like her?’ said Arnav.

‘ASR.. Yes she is beautiful.. she amy suit for your photoshoot. But not for your life’ said ASR

‘Arnav… She will be a perfect wife for you.. Don’t here that devil’ said Arnav.

‘I’m not devil.. you are’

‘You are’

‘You are’

Both started fighting, at last..

‘Shut up both you.. I myself will deal with her’ shouted Arnav and left to his car.

He started his car and drove off, but he don’t want to leave just like that. So he parked his car at some distance and walked back..

He hide behind the tree and started watching her.. He even took some of her pictures in his phone..

He smiles when she smile, he laughs when she laugh, he pouts when he saw her pouting…

(God.. He was mimicking her)

To be continued...