Saturday 27 October 2012

FF: When A Tornado Meets A Hurricane! {Part 1}


FF: When A Tornado Meets A Hurricane!

PART 1

Fast forward 19 years later-


Khushi was finished doing her fashion designing course and had joined the AR as one of the chief-designer.
Even after so many years, She had not forgotten Arnav.

After the Raizada's departure, they still stayed in contact. They talked over phones or online chatting. But as time passed by, they got busy in their respective lives.

Not that they didn't remember their moment spent together, but they didnt have the time to recall. Who could after 19 years.
Khushi being jovial had made many friends.
Arnav on the other hand too did make friends.
Arnav was always the star of his college. He was one of the popular guy. After finishing his college, he joined his father's company, The AR in US. He was the most eligible bachelor and one of the richest business tycoon.


PAST FORGOTTEN!

STORY STARTS FROM HERE! GO ON READING!

Arnav reached home after a tiring day. Throwing his coat and loosening his tie, he sat on the dining table as his mother laid down the food.

"Arnav! I think its time you settle down" Shobha insisted Arnav to get married yet again.

"Please mom. Not again. You know I am not interested." Arnav refused bluntly.

"Arnav. I think your mom is right! You should get married. What's the problem in that. Anjali also got married and see she is so happy with her husband Shyaam Jha." His father supported his mother. Indeed he had to.

"What kind of a girl do you need Arnav.Please don't say you love your that girl friend, Lavanya Kashyap." His mother asked Arnav.

"Mom! I don't love Lavanya." He hissed. He hated her. But that is different that she refused to understand.

Always going all Arnie POoo on him. God safe him from her.

" I want to marry a girl who had the most beautiful eyes that I drown in them."

Some where far away over the seas, a girl opened her eyes as the first rays of sunlight fell on her face. She smiled. He smile reaching her eyes. Her eyes were beautiful filled with kindness and love for the world.

" She had to be a fashion designer so that she had understand me and my job."

She ran as she was getting terribly late for her office. She quickly took a sandwich and drinking a glass of juice ran out holding a bunch of files, continuing her designs which she had made the whole night. Saying good bye's she rushed to car hearing her mother ranting about her not finishing her breakfast.

"She should believe in love and make me fall in love with her all over and over again"

As she drove she saw a old couple not able to cross the busy road. She quickly got down and went upto them, helping them cross the road making all the cars screech to halt.

"She should stay in everyone's heart as a ray of hope"

The old couple placed their hand on her head, blessing her as she smiled gratefully for being able to help them.

" She should be the most beautiful girl in the world but Indian."

She ran as she realised that she was getting late for walk and ran in as her dupaata trailed behind her.

"She must have the speed of 3G."

Khushi entered her office as she greeted her colleagues. She quickly sat on her laptop and started her work for the day in time. 

" She should understand the importance of relationships and respect them"

She bent down to touch the feet of Manorma and smiled as she met her in Temple. She makes it a point to visit temple after her office and pick up her mother from there.

"I want her to Love me a lot Mom! Find such a girl Mom and Dad, and then I will marry.'' Arnav grinned wickedly at his parents as he saw their blown out faces. 

"Arnav, from where do you expect us to find such a girl for you?" Rajat asked confused at his son's description about his to-be-wife.

"From heaven Dad. There exists no one on this Earth who is fit for me. So forget it! Good night!" Saying so, he went up to his room for a good night sleep.

But here Mr. and Mrs. Raizada lay on bed sleep deprived.

Little did they know that they didn't have to go to heaven to get the angel as their daugher-in-law but India to their old days. 

The girl being none other our Khushi Kumari Gupta.

"OMG Payal! Why are you messing up the whole room for a single dress. Don't tell me you are going on a date tonight?" A curious Khushi asked in a teasing tone.

But when Khushi saw her sister going a beetroot red, she realised then that her joke was true. Her sister was seriously going on a date! But with whom?

"Payal! You never said me, that you liked someone and you gonna date with him? Don't tell me it's Akash?" Khushi asked shocked yet anxious. 

"No, Khushi. Not a Date! I'm just going to the Library to issue the new book which has come. And you know Akash is accompanying me. That's it! Don't make a big fuss of it." Payal tried to make it obvious.

"Ahem... With whom? Aww...With your childhood, Teen and now biggest crush Akash Mallik!" khushi said dramatically in a teasing tone gaining a punch on her shoulder by an angry Payal.

"Not a big deal, Khushi! Bye. Need to go." Payal waved as she rushed out of the house.

Khushi sighed. She knew Payal and Akash were made for each other couple and she had always wished them to be a couple once they grew up right from when they were kids.

They seemed perfect for each other. Both silent and studious. Since kids, they were inseparable. They were always together. They shared the same class. Right from nursery, High School, College, University and now they worked together in the same office as partner.

"Amazing!" She smiled happy for her sister.

Suddenly her breathing hitched as memories of her and Arnav came floating by. She still hadn't forgotten him. After all he was her 1st best friend. 

But the busy life and after 20 years, What more could be expected?

3 comments:

  1. Hey cntinue soon yaar...
    this story s intrstng....
    Arnav s in US nd Khushi in India....
    Then ow their love story goin 2 proceed??
    Bring him back in India....

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  2. hi came across your story now and I totally adore it are u continuing it? Have you posted more then part 1?

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