SS - You are my only wish chapter 7

SS - You are my only wish

Chapter 7:

Both of them was brought back to the reality from their starring session by Aman’s entry.

“Bhai, Ms. Kashyap is here” said Aman barging into his cabin not noticing what was exactly going on.

Hearing the name, an irritated expression  appeared on Arnav’s face from nowhere.

Khushi was confused thinking who she might be, that Arnav was reacting this way.

A girl with high heels, dressed in a strapless black short dress that reached just above her thigh walked inside the cabin removing her aviator.

On seeing her, the first thought that came to her mind is Horse. She looks like an white horse with black dress.

Khushi giggled at her imagination. Her giggle brought all the attention of other three person inside the cabin on her.

Khushi mentally cursed her for her folly.

Seeing her giggling, Arnav’s heart again went into dreamland. Her giggle sounds like a music to him which he wanted to hear all his life.

‘OMG ASR, what happened. Stop behaving like a fool. Be a man’ scolded his mind.

Aman was watching these with interest and Ms. Kashyap with fire burning inside her stomach noticing ASR giving more attention to the mere girl standing before him…

“Hey ASR” Ms. Kashyap said with a voice coated with extra sugar.

Arnav sniggered at her voice and his name from her mouth.

“Sheetal, Bhai is diabetic” said Aman popping his head…

“I know.. Whoelse other than me knows ASR better” said Sheetal showing herself.

Arnav face palmed with a look that was saying where I’m stuck up.

“Really?.. Today you are being extra sugary, that’s why I’m afraid, “What if my Bhai’s sugar got increased” Aman said chuckling at her.

Khushi controlled the bubbling laughter that was erupting from her..

“Shut Up Aman....” Sheetal said irritated with him being an interruption.

“Sheetal” ASR called her with a warning tone…

“BTW.. Why sudden visit?” asked Aman leaving her remark aside.

“WHy should I tell you? I came here for my arnie baby” said sheetal bitting her lips seductively..

That’s it..

Khushi who was controlling her laugh, bursted out… She was literally rolling on the floor laughing clutching her stomach..

“Ar.. Arn.. Arnie baby… BUaahhhhhh BUahahhh.. From which angle does he looks like baby” Khushi in between her laugh, catching her breath.

Arnav’s world froze.

Not because she mocked him, but because of her laughter. His heart overwhelmed with pride, because she was laughing at him. He doesn’t care about anything unless it makes her smile. He himself dont know why he was feeling like this.

Her laughter is His NEED. His need of search, His need of destination, His need of Future, His need of belongingness.
He himself had not realised until he saw that in her, now.

Aman got a mild heart attack seeing his brother smiling adorably at the girl who mocked him. He rubbed his eyes and ears, to confirm whether what he seeing and what he is hearing is true.

Out of all the four, only Sheetal was standing there glaring the duo pair. An unknown rage was started developing inside. She was wipe off her smile. But right now, she can’t do that. Getting into the good books of ASR is her first priority.

“Hey you little chit of girl. How dare you laugh at me?” Sheetal fumed at her. Poor she... doesn’t know she pressed the wrong buttons.

Khushi stopped laughing at her comments.

“Get out now” Sheetal shouted at her.

Tears formed in her eyes. She looked at Arnav and then Aman.

“Get Out” Arnav shouted.

Sheetal smirked seeing Khushi taking her file.

“Ms. Gupta... did i asked you to leave?” Arnav questioned her.

Khushi nodded no.

“Then where are you going?”
“woo... I”
“Ms. Gupta... this is my office... and you work under me... you are not bound to obey anyone... i mean anyone other than me.” Arnav stated clearly at her.

Them turning to sheetal “ You Ms. Kashyap... Get out”

“Arnie”

“ASR for you.. and OUT NOW”

After sheetal left...

“Aman look after Ms.Gupta.. ask Akash to report to office immediately or get his termination done properly. And Ms. Gupta you can start your work. Once Akash comes he will brief your work about being my secretary” Arnav finished speaking when looked at... both Akash and Khushi were looking at him open mouthed.
“Bhai... she was appointed as Akash’s secretary.” Said Aman.

“I know Aman... but I need one immediately because I cant tolerate that so called Ms.Pam...”

Aman giggle at his statement.

“okay Bhai....” saying Aman left the space leaving Arnav and Khushi alone.

Arnav looked at Khushi who was fidgeting with her file.

“All the best Khushi” Arnav said trance. Khushi snapped open her eyes hearing her being called by him.

She was feeling weird him. May be he do acts weird. One time all funny, next angry, then authorative and friendly.

She left the cabin happily that she got job.

The day went well with Khushi learning her job and Arnav staring at her now and then.

To be continued.

Urs

Nakshu aka Hema

OS - Hold Me, If I fall Apart

OS - Hold Me, If I fall Apart

A girl was walking aimlessly on the pavement dressed on her bridal wear. No one can judge her by seeing her attire. Her vision was not focussed. Her eyes had lost the zeal, as if she had lost everything that her life had held together. She was feeling weak, that she wanted to drop herself and cry her heart out. But can she?. How can she cry on her fate which she herself wrote for her. She was holding herself and walking, when she stumbled on her foot. She closed her eyes waiting for her to hit the ground. But she didn’t feel any of these things, instead a sudden warmth spread on her spine, making her lose herself. After the demise of her parents, she was for the very first time feeling those alien things in her life.

She heard a voice that was calling for her. Did that person called me? She was ordered, asked, shouted, but never ever in her life she was cared. She opened her eyes and looked at the chocolate brown eyes in which love, care and concern are oozing out for her. Her?

Did she felt those things are for her?. The pain that the past gave her clouded on her face when she heard the stranger’s voice.

“It is okay to let go. Because there will be someone who is always there to hold you when you fall down”.

Her eyes snapped open at him. Those words that was said to her, soothed her heart. Those words were conveying the indirect vow that the statement held, but her heart was still in refusal. Feeling exhausted she closed her eyes letting her heart and mind to rest in peace.

**********

She opened her eyes after what felt like ages only to stare back at the same chocolate brown eyes. She don’t know why. But this particular pair eyes were disturbing her senses and playing mind games with her.

Realization dawned on her that she was actually staying with an unknown person. Her eyes widened, a corner of her mind was making an effort to escape from the place.

“Hey! Hey! Be assured that I am not a stalker or a serial killer.”

She smiled little at his choice of words.

“BTW it would be nice to know the first name and last name as well”

“Khushi Gupta”

“Arnav Raizada”

“Hmm”

“I guess a, ‘Nice to meet you’ is in order”

“I don’t believe in saying anything that I don’t mean even if it is for manners”

“Aww.. that hurts. Okay Ms. Gupta. I don’t want to know the reason for your stunts on the road and I don't even care for who you are and what you are. But all i would say is.. There is nothing to get hurt when everything was a pretense in the first place. Life is too short to be spent in hurt and grief. At times it is okay to leave the shroud that covers yourself” saying so Arnav left her pondering over her thoughts.

“wish I could practice the same” she thought with a hint of sadness.

*********

It’s been a week since they both had met. It’s been a week since she had came out of her so called foster parents. It’s been a week since she came out of her marriage clutches. It’s been week since she had started living for her. Their friendship were growing with slow and strong steady pace.

*********

Khushi was sitting at her porch of her room, sipping her coffee…

“My life took a turn.. But it’s for good… I feel perfect… with Arnav, my life seems perfect. But still I’m lacking the confident.. What if one day I will lose everything which I  got back now? My life didnt go exactly I planned.. But It was exactly what I wanted.. Can it ever be perfect?” She was pondering over her thoughts, when she saw a Handsome young man walking towards her…

“Hey barbie doll”

Khushi took the plastic flower kept on vase and throwed at him…

“Ouch that hurts Khush”

Khushi glared at him…

“What?” The man asked her..

“Stop calling me barbie doll Arnav....”

“But you are one baby”

“Get lost”

“I will.. Once you answer my question”

“Do hell with your question”

“But muffin”

“Arnav…”

“Okay relax Sweetheart”

“How many names you will call me Arnav….?”

“Till you listen me”

“Okay tell me.. What is it?”

“Khushi… I have fallen in love with you from yesterday when I saw you standing under the moon smiling at me.. I felt perfect.. Will you marry me?”

Khushi stood shocked at him…

“What happened Khush? You alright?

“Did you just proposed me?”

Arnav shrugged his shoulder..

“I think yes”

“You moron.. Is the way to propose?”

Arnav pouted his lips…

“Sorry baby.. I dont know… never proposed one before…”

“You got to be kidding me”

“Baccha.. Im serious.. You are the  only girl i proposed”

“You idiot…. Not this… with the way you asking me to marry you…”

“Whats there to be kidding?.. I love you and want to marry you.. It is as simple as it sounds.. Right?”

“Yes right… get lost”

Saying Khushi got inside her room..

“Khushi.. You cant do this to me.. Answer me na.. Please..”

“Take your please and move out of this place..”

“Im not going without your answer”

“Then rot in hell”

Its been an hour Khushi locked herself inside her room, but no movement from Arnav… She came out after an hour to see what’s going only to stand astonished at the sight…

Arnav having her chocolate bar all alone himself…

“Arnav.. My chocolate”

He grinned at her showing all his chocolate smeared teeth.

Khushi launched herself at him pulling his hairs out..

“Ahhhhh…. Devil.. Its paining woman” said Arnav clutching her hand..

“I want my chocolate” shouted Khushi..

“You wanted your chocolate right?...” Saying he grabbed her face and placed his lips…

Khushi closed her eyes for a minute, then understanding the situation she started responding him. She knows, this is not a mistake.. She understood her feelings for him long back. But she felt selfish to confess her feelings… She dont want to bind him forever with her even after what he did for her.. But when he reciprocated the same feelings, she is ready to take the chance..

Arnav removed his lips from her, when he felt her in deep thoughts..

“Will you marry me?”

Khushi smiled and asked…

“Only if you hold me when I fall apart”

“I will never let you fall apart dear.. And I dont need reasons to hold you…” saying he again placed his lips sealing their life together.

THE END

Random Shot: Love and Trust

“Im as much as determined you are. You were determined to destroy your chacha likewise Im determined to destroy you.”

Arnav flinched at his venomous word. He is seeing himself in his eyes. The fierce, the anger everything resembles same. After all he has the same blood as of him.

“Abhishek, this is the last time I’m asking you. Where is my Jijaji?”

“Arnav… Even if you ask thousand times, you can’t get to know the place. You know what?. You jijaji is so much human which is not me. And Not to forget your darling sister. I don’t know how she spent these many year with her husband. Such a fool she is. She can’t even identify her husband. I was literally dropping her hints that her husband is cheating her, but the love she has for husband is really great, that she chose to ignore it and worshipped him. She went to the extent of pretending herself to be a pregnant to keep her marital relationship safe. But one thing I appreciate Arnav, that you sister is so much true to the word called love which you are not. You didn’t trust your love right? You are like your father. Your father cheated your mum and my mother. The same way you destroyed Khushiji’s life. I don’t know how the hell she fall in love with her.  She was hell bent on insulting me. All I could able to see in her eyes for me, were disgust. But for you, all I saw was enormous love. Now, she paid. She paid for loving you. You yourself destroyed her love. I’m happy.. Happy enough to rest in peace Arnav. Both the siblings lost your love.” Abhishek said laughing like a maniac.

Arnav’s face turned into pale. Everything he said was true. He destroyed his love. He destroyed a soul. He destroyed the trust she had on him. He destroyed everything that the girl holds dear to herself. At last, he destroyed himself.

He looked at the person who is laughing like hell. True, he had won.  He was still thinking about the happenings when he saw Aman nearing him.

“ASR, You jijaji is safe”

Arnav smirked hearing his ever smart right hand man Aman. He looked at the shocked face of Abhishek.

“What? Didn’t I tell you, you were messing with wrong person. Didn’t I warn you beforehand. Wondering how we found. Guess what? Your pen drive. Every minute details of fraudulent you had stored safely was in my hand. Your illegal business, your contacts, your plan every damn details was inside that. It was not that easy to retrieve the data with all the protection you had. But I’m not Arnav Singh Raizada after all right.”

Abhishek fumed at his proud face. In a minute he was surrounded by cops. He looked at Arnav with bitterness. He can’t see his peaceful life. He will come back one day to destroy him, if not now.

After all the commotions, Arnav entered RM with his jijaji. Entire family’s attention got diverted to them. Anjali ran towards them seeing their state. She launched herself in her husband’s arm..

“Shyamji.. What happened?. Where were you both? Chottey what happened to him? This blood…” Anjali went hysterical seeing her husband in such a terrible state, with bandage around his arms, bruises on his face.

“Anjali relax… I’m perfectly alright” Shyam said looking at her who was caressing his face with so much love. He felt home.

Anjali’s eyes widened at her name from her husband’s mouth. She always felt weird whenever he called her as Rani Shaba that too especially for the past 6 months.

“Shyamji”

“Shhhhh.. Relax.. Come” saying he gathered her hin his arms and took her to living room where everyone were gathered.

They were surrounded by all the family members. But Arnav’s eyes were searching for one person he longed to see.. Everyone were bombarding with questions, but he was not answerable to anyone but except her. Understanding his condition, Shyam hushed everyone.

“Arnav.. go to your room. You need rest”

He looked at his jijaji’s face, thanked him mentally, he rushed towards his room.

He stood before his room thinking whether to go inside or not. His heart was battling inside. He slowly opened the door and entered inside to find the empty space. He was panicked seeing the empty room, rushed towards poolside to find it empty as well…

“Khushiiiiiii…. KHushiiii…” He checked his bathroom, curtains, cupboard every other corner of his room only to miss the glimpse of her.

He stopped his breathing for a moment. He was afraid, Afraid of her, Afraid to lose. He rushed downstairs…

“DI… Where is Khushi?” Arnav asked his sister…

“Chottey.. she was inside your room only. She didn’t come out of her room after you left.” Replied Anjali..

Arnav looked at everyone for answers, but he got the same..

“Arnav Bhaiya.. Bhabhi is on the terrace” he heard a voice of HP which was full of fear.

He turned and ran towards the terrace, not caring about anyone.. Seeing her safe and fine is his only intention. He opened the terrace door startling the person who was sitting there. His blood rushed down the spine, relief passed him seeing her perfectly alright. He closed his eyes for a minute to calm and opened it only to find his wife, his Khushi with her face full of tears and questions. He took a step back seeing her vision. Her gaze pierced his soul.

Khushi looked at his disoriented form. She had never seen this Arnav except once when he shouted at her in the middle of the road when she had gone to get the ghee. His disheveled state explains her that something is wrong. His eyes explained her, that he needed her. She took a step before him, but she was shocked seeing him taking a step back. This was the first time, he was seeing Arnav backing off. This was not the same Arnav who she loved..

“Arnavji” Khushi whispered looking at him.

Arnav lowered his head looking down at the floor. He couldn’t look at her face for what he had done to her. He broke her trust.

Meanwhile Shyam was explaining everything happened with the help of aman. Everyone were ashamed of punishing a poor soul for the deeds done by others. Anjali was crying in her husband’s arm. They all got up to go to Arnav’s room. But Shyam dismissed the thought saying they both need time to resolve their issues.

In terrace, Khushi was starring at her husband’s form. He looks like an failure, not the person who possessed her life. She again took a step only to seeing moving backwards.

“Arnavji?”

“Khushi… Please don’t come near me… Please”

“But Arnavji?”

“Please KHushi… Please…” saying he dropped himself on the floor on his knees crying out of himself…. Khushi rushed towards him, taking him in her arms, cradled his face to her bosom like a mother does for a child.

“Arnavji.. What happened?”

“Im sorry Khushi… I’m really sorry…. I” His voice was choking. “I… I broke your trust Khushi.. I broke your trust. I didn’t love you enough to trust you.” Arnav said shocking her…

“What are you saying?” Khushi asked looking at his eyes. He averted his eyes, but she forced him to look at her eyes.

“Tell me.. What were you saying?”

Arnav narrated everything from the terrace scene till now what had happened not missing anything. At the end, he looked at her face, to find no emotions of loath or hurt visible on her face which he had expected.

“What were you saying?” Khushi asked him again.

“Khushi.., I”

“Who said you broke my trust?” Khushi asked startling him more.

“Khushi” he called her name in his coarse voice with all the tears..

“Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada.. I’m asking you one question. You better answer me looking at my eyes. Who said you broke my trust?”

Arnav don’t know what to answer her question. She stood up, forcing him to stand and dragged him towards their room. She pushed him inside, latched the door towards poolside and their room door, pulled the curtains and stood before him..

“Answer me Mr. Raizada” She raised her voice again…

Arnav gulped not knowing what to say.

She turned towards the cupboard , took out an very antique box in her hands, and dropped all the contents inside the box on the bed… Seeing the things Arnav’s breath got stucked. 

“Answer me Now?” Khushi stressed more…

Seeing him all silent which is exactly opposite of what she had know him, she again started…

“These pearls, Torn duppatta, broken bangles, this picture.. What is all these things?. Why are you keeping these things” Khushi questioned him again.

She opened the letter which his mom had wrote for her bahu.. In the place of Bahu, he was written Khushi, her name in the place.. She shoved the letter at his face asking him again….

“Please Arnavji.. Answer me.. Don’t keep your silence.. I need answers.. If you really feel guilty of breaking my trust, please answer me” Khushi tried her last attempt.

“I don’t know.” Arnav whispered..

“Huh.. What?”

“I don’t know why Im keeping all these things… I don’t know why wrote your name on the paper…. I don’t know why my heart pained everytime I see your tears. I don’t know why I my heart earned to see your smile. I don’t know why I wanted you to be safe cocooned in my arms. I don’t know why I wanted you to keep me with myself. I don’t know why I wanted you only for myself.. I don’t know Khushi…. I don’t know” a failed Arnav answered her questions without knowing himself….

Khushi launched herself in his arms, forgetting everything….

“I heard you” Khushi whispered near his ears.

“Huh?”

“I heard you yesterday Arnavji.. I heard you when you were debating withing yourself. I heard each and everything you said clearly. How can you say that you broke my trust, when you loved me more than anything to trust me other than anyone… I don’t know how much you loved when you married me.. But Now I know.. You love me more than I do… No man will behave sane after seeing the girl he loved in the arms of another man. But in this case, the other man is none other than your jijaji… You took time to trust me, in that process many things had happened.. I understood… but your heart did trust me.. I was hurt that you didn’t ask me anything, but I was happy that you wanted to prove yourself about my innocence. What more a wife can expect? Huh?. Arnavji.. these things…. When I say these things inside your cupboard today morning, I was shocked.. I never knew you held all these things with you… I never knew you had all my things like I had your Key…. You never broke my trust… I loved you soo much enough to forget all the pain you inflicted on me.. because everytime you hurt me, you were the one who healed me, I saw the same pain your eyes everytime I suffer. Silly me? I chose to ignore everything then, but not now..” Khushi said everything hugging him...

“Khushi…?”

“Shhhh… you are speaking too much…. Im soo happy that I married you.. Nothing matters me… I love you.. and I trust you enough to give second chance to our life.. I want to live my life. For you.. For US…”

Arnav looked at the girl in his arms in wonder. Even after all this, she still loves him.. He tightened the hug.. He don’t know how to explain his emotions.. he don’t know how to put his love in words… He cupped her face, wiping the tear stains.

“Sorr..” He started but cut off by..

“If its sorry, then please don’t ask.. Even the mistake is on me… I did confide you about my X fiancé… May be if I had said you everything, these things wouldn’t have happened.. But in one way I was happy” she said grinning at him..

“Happy?”

“Of course.. Otherwise, you would have took your entire birth to confess your feelings… and I would have waited for you confessing me till I my hair turns grey.. then how would I hv got married, How would I have got my kids?” Khushi kept on blabbering…..

Arnav smirked at her who was still holding onto him….

“What?”

“Nothing.. Just thinking about to make Kids” Arnav said huskily..

Khushi blushed at his comments and hided her face in his neck..

“Im still waiting for you to confess me” Khushi chided.

“Do you still need my words?”

Khushii nodded…

“ I don’t know how to say my feelin” Khushi kept her fingers on his lips to stop him from speaking.

Arnav removed her fingers and spoke..

“Let me princess… You are the best thing that is ever happened to me. Your face is the mirror of my life. I want to life my life, to see you smiling, to see you blushing, to see you carrying my kid, to see you grow old with me. There was time, I have been looking everywhere for you. From now, I don’t want to search you anywhere. Instead I want to keep you in my arms forever. I don’t know what love means to everyone.. but for me.. its YOU…. I love you Khushi” Arnav said what his heart felt.

“You are the best things that is ever been mine.. I love you Arnav” saying Khushi hugged him making them completed with each other.. When love is there, there is no need for respect except love, trust and passion… Their trust got proved when Arnav tired proving himself, her trust got proved when she forgot everything for mer. His passion was visible when he wanted to start a life with her, and Her passion was said when she stopped adding “Ji” to his name.. and their love was proved to each other with the breath they are taking. It screams each other’s name.

THE END

I don’t know what crap I wrote my dear readers.. Please pardon me for mistakes… waiting for your comments..

Yours

Nakshu aka Hema

Author’s note:

I would like to dedicate this last chapter to all my readers who patiently waited for me to update my stories... If not for you all... I wouldnt have come back.. Recently someone made me realize that Im making big crime making you all wait.. So not mistakes from my side.. But one small request.. all my works from now on will have no proof reads.. you have to bare with my mistake..Love you all.. Thanks for your support

Random Shot : Love and Trust

LOVE AND TRUST

After three hours….

Arnav was sitting in his cabin staring at the drive deep in his thoughts. He inserted the drive in his laptop and waited for the driver to install. After a minute he opened the content only to reveal so many untold truth and hidden information from him.

He was composing himself with the truth which was indigestible for him.

Each and every bit of information had turned his life upside down. He knows, he gonnna face a very hard reality when he saw Khushi with Shyam. He expected to get some truth out of them, but not like this.

He needed to confront them, with determination, he made a call to particular person and spoke something with a plan running behind his brain.

In a hour, he was sitting in a posh and secluded restaurant, with him Mr. Shyam Manohar Jha sitting before him.

ASR was not the one who beat around the bush. He is anything, but Straight forward.

“Who are you?”

“Short Term Memory Loss?. Sale Sahab, I’m Shyam Manohar Jha, your Brother in Law” said Shyam smirking at him..

“Oh really? I thought the one sitting before me is Abishek Sha”

The color from Shyam’s face drained out.

“Ah. Abb.. Abhishek Malik?”

“Yeah.. Am I wrong? Then correct me”

“What are you saying SS? I’m SHJ, your BIL”

“Hell With this BIL. Where is my Jijaji?”

ASR came to his point..

“Im Your jijaji…”

“Cut the crap… You are not” saying Arnav took the pendrive from his pocket and showed it to him.

Shyam, or should I say Abhishek’s face in fear and horror strike was worth to watch . He saw the pendrive in ASR’s hand which he was searching for past 5 hours but soon he relaxed a bit.

“So Finally the truth is out” smirking Abhishek.

“Where is my Jijaji?” scowled the Lion in his dangerous tone…

“Tsk.. Tsk.. Tsk.. Too late Mr. Arnav Malik.. The ball is in my court...”

“Huh…. ASR perfectly knows how to turn the table”

“Lets see that” saying Abhishek removed the facial mask that he was wearing to disguise himself as Shyam..

“Why did you do this?”

“You want me to say why I did? Right? Let me tell you.. Just to destroy you, I did all these things”

“Destroy me?”

“Yes You?”

“What did I do?”

“What you didn’t do? It because of your father, my mom’s life was destroyed. It’s because of your father I was orphaned. Its because of your father I struggled life with penniless. Your father cheated my mom, left her on the road. He didn’t even care to check whether we are alive or not. When she was about to die two years backe, she revealed all the truth to me. I want him to taste his own medicine, but found him to be dead. But My need for blood didn’t stop me. Then I found you. I made a perfect plan to destroy your entire family. I kidnapped your BIL after he saved your so called wife. I was attracted to her. I wanted to have her. But at the same time I wanted to destroy your family. I changed myself to SMJ. I tried to put the act of Perfect Son In Law of your house. I think I was successful. Then Khushi came to delhi. Again My lust for her resurfaced. I thought I can use her for my revenge. [He explained all the things till the terrace scene]. Everything was going perfect till you came with Khushi being married to her. I thought you would say everything to Anjali, which will break her down. I know you already written a will on Anjali. I made her sign the property papers on my name, without letting her know. I thought I can throw your entire family out of RM, but everything changed with Anjali becoming pregnant, you marrying Khushi. You didn’t do right for me Arnav Singh Raizada” Abhishek finished all his devil deeds.

After hearing all these things, Arnav’s blood was boiling, but there was a relief on his face. The pain that he got when he though his BIL cheating his Di. The pain that he felt when he thought he failed his mother in protecting her sister.  He closed his eyes, silently sending a small thank you to his ma, he opened his eyes, with his brain working at calculative speed.

“Yeah I didn’t do right. Now Im gonna correct my mistake” said Arnav looking dangerously at him. His voice convey that what he gonna do will be no good for the opponent. If ASR is on the field, none can win against him.

Abhishek scrunched his nose in confusion. In two minutes, he was surrounded by men with black uniform, which he knows as ASR’s security guards. In 30 minutes, he was taken to place he was held captive with ASR sitting before him with the deathly posture that screams his death.

“Where ismy jijaji?”

“AS If I will tell you.. He is my triumph card”

“You will.. You yourself will tell me”

“Will see that”

“You are underestimating me”

“I never. I know what you are capable of. But you never knew about me.”

Arnav raised his eyebrow asking him like what else he wanna know about him.

“Im as much as determined you are. You were determined to destroy your chacha likewise Im determined to destroy  you.

To be continued...

I know im late..but what to do... I hope you guys wont bash me for my late updates..

Tomorrow I will update, "You are my Only Wish".

Catch you all soon with an another update of mine

Bye

take care

Urs

Nakshu aka Hema

Love you all

Muahhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OS - All she needed was - Belief in Herself

BELIEF IN HERSELF

“Is it all about Money and Power” Khushi wondered out aloud walking down the street… Things never went with the way she planned.

Moving out of her house with the only intention to pursue a career in the field which she always wanted to shine. She opted for Event management rather than this Engineering. She was confident that she could manage, at least that was what she thought. But never ever in her dreams she felt the need of money and power. She has been rejected by more than 15 firms because… huh she don’t know the reason. Her legs automatically took her to the place unknown to her. She was not familiar with this city. The city of Dreams, Mumbai. She saw the beach that was waving flawlessly. Why can’t she be like this waves? She can easily adapt to all the obstacles that the life was throwing at her. She smiled, a sarcastic smile, that mocks her life. She heaved a huge sigh as if giving up her hope when she heard someone speaking..

 

“Don’t you think you giving up so soon?. Lift yourself up before this world mocks at you.  Things doesn’t always work with the way we plan. We should make the things work with our plan. Find out what you missed in making those things work. You will find a way” said a stranger looking at the ocean.

 

Khushi starred at the person who was standing beside her. The posture with which the person was standing shows his power, his strength, his money. But what she can see is that, the person has something that she doesn’t has. His belief on himself. Yes, She lacks that belief, that she can do it. That person smiled at her as if his job has done. He waved at her and left the place.

Khushi stood there processing all his words. She felt as if everything that stranger said is bringing back her confidence.

With the new zeal she found in herself, she reached her hostel. She was just waiting for the next opportunity with which she can brag the deal.

Next day, she got a call. She expected it to be one of the interview calls, and that was what had actually happened. She reached the venue, and was asked to wait for few minutes. After an exact 15 mins, she was called inside. But when she came out, her face shows rejection, she lost it, AGAIN.

Her shoulder dropped down, she closed her eyes to stop her tears that were threatening to come out.

“You Will Find a way” These words uttered by the stranger echoed in her ears. She snapped open her eyes with new born essence. She lifted her shoulder, looked ahead and walked out with her head held high.

 

“17^th interview… Wish it turns out to be good. Wish?. Is it not what I badly needed now? A job. Then why I wish it. I need it. Can I do it? Why is it that I couldn’t do it? Am I not eligible? No.. I’m. Then Why I lack this spirit?” Her heart berated with these things.

She realized that she had reached her destination…..

 

“Why did you opted for Event Management?”

 

“That’s my interest.”

 

“Means”

 

“Means.. I cant chose some other field that I have no interest to do”

 

“What got your interest to this?”

 

“I love celebrations. Celebrations meant for Happiness. I always wanted to do the one which makes me Happy. Now you got your answer”

 

“Do you have any recommendation or experience?”

 

“there you go” Khushi mentally thought…

 

She knows, she gonna lose this Again. She stood up to leave the hall, when she again heard that stranger’s voice. She sat again and questioned back…

 

“Why did you called me for interview?”

 

“Because we wanna know whether you are suitable for this job or not”

 

“Oh Really?? Then Why do you need recommendation or experience?”

The manager who was interviewing her startled with the query. He scrunched his eyebrow in question…

 

“Have you gone through my profile?”

 

The manager nodded.

 

“Then why the hell are you asking me, about my experience when I cleared stated in it…” Khushi said with little pitch in her voice.

 

The manager was shell shocked with her tone…

 

“Recommendation? If you wanna test my knowledge, then lay your task before me.. Don’t.. Don’t even estimate me, with what others say… Good bye to you and your so called company” saying she grabbed her file from his hand and marched out. She doesn’t feel anything less than yesterday, but still she didn’t lose her hope, She doesn’t wanna be tagged with the name of Loser.

She was about to open the door, when she heard a very familiar voice that boosted her up, the voice that lifted her up, the voice that she held onto the last thread of her losing strength.

She turned her neck, only to come face to face with the stranger she met few days ago..

 

“This is not the end Ms.Khushi Gupta…” said the man.

 

“Huh?”

 

“Your interview is not yet finished” saying the man turned towards the desk.

“Aman, you can leave.” He dismissed his manager, and took the place and asked for her file.

 

She thought for a minute, but still handed him the file.

 

“Plan for a party, a perfect business party. Estimation,  1 crore. You task.. Get it done” saying he threw a look, a challenging look.

 

She was horrified with the order. A day before what she heard of is, A voice of Strength. But today she was hearing, A voice of Challenge.

Nevertheless, she accepted with the nod.

“Here is the details and the venue… You can ask Mr. Aman Mathur for the workplace. You can leave” he said with an authority that shook her inner self.

She left taking the file, she knows his eagle eyes were watching her every move.

 

‘Two days before I saw her attending an interview in Kapoor’s Fashion House. It’s not that she was the only girl attended, there were many. But what got my attention was her profile. I was sitting inside Mr. kapoor’s cabin waiting for the last candidate’s interview to get finished. She was the last person. Her answers were crystal clear. She has passion to work. But there was something lacking in her. I felt that. She was rejected, I know the reason because even though her answers were clear, with the way she answered and her tone doesn’t convey him the same. She lacked the belief. She spoke as if she was speaking with her luck but not because of her knowledge. While going, she missed to take her profile. I asked Mr.kapoor for the file and had gone through it. Her designs were awesome with perfection. I moved out, only to see her disappear in the entrance door. I followed her, found her standing in the beach starring at the ocean. I know she was dejected. I felt she lost everything with her heaved sigh. I wanted to say her something that can stir her lacked confidence. And that’s what I did. But nowhere I expected her to see in AR Industry today. Glad I did. I challenged her, not to test her, but to show she can do it, to HERSELF, NOT TO ME.” The man thought starring aimlessly.

Two hours went away…

Khushi knocked the CEO’s cabin and entered after getting a small ‘come in’. She placed the planned document before him.

 

“Brief it” the man uttered..

 

“XYZ Party at ABC Venue at 8.00pm to 1.00am. It can be done it 60 lacs. I think spending 1 crore for this mere party is not needed. I asked Mr. Mathur about the people who will be attending it. I got to know, not more than 50 people will be. As far as I know, spending too much in food and decorations is not needed, a simple food menu and pleasant decoration were enough. As it is business party, we can’t avoid cocktails and mocktails, but having alcohol is not necessary. The file has all the estimation for the event” Khushi ended her talk handing over the file. She had put her effort as much as she can with the research she did.

The man went through the file and looked at her..

 

“When You know you can do it… then believe that you can do it. It is not about money or power. It is all about belief. You can face failures 100 times, but don’t fail yourself.”

 

Khushi’s eyes widened in surprise..

 

“Your job is confirmed… Start from tomorrow. Now you can leave” saying the man dispersed the meeting..

 

Now she understood why the man laid the task. Now she understood the man, but more than that, she understood herself.

‘Job?. That is what I needed. Now I got it.. Its time to prove myself’ Khushi thought.

 

A bright acknowledging smile formed on her lips.

 

“Thank you” saying she turned, but stopped and asked..

 

“Your name?”

 

“Arnav Singh Raizada”

 

“Arnav Singh Raizada” Khushi whipered herself..

 

She left his cabin, after knowing the lesson of her life. But what she doesn’t know is that, the man will himself become the reason of her life. Not now, may be in future.

 

The END.