Chapter 2

Chapter 1: Rude Awakening

~Beginning of flashback~

In the small town of Lucknow, the seventeen year old who goes by the name of Khushi Kumari Gupta was just waking up from her annoying alarm clock—Payal Gupta. KHUSHI WAKE UP! WAAAKE UP! YOU DON'T WANT TO BE LATE FOR YOUR GRADUATION, shouted Payal at the top of her lungs. Khushi didn't know which of the two were more annoying, her sister or the fact that she had to wake up so early for her so-called graduation from high school. Okay I am up, no need to shout anymore. As I said that to Payal, I saw her just nodding her head with an evil smile which only meant one thing: she was about to pinch my cheeks. My little baby sister is growing up, how adorable! Therefore after Payal had pinched my cheeks, I ran into the bathroom to get dressed to leave and also so Payal doesn't do anything else to me. As I was done getting dressed and about to leave, my mother spotted me and demanded that I had to eat something for breakfast right before my big day. Of course Garima Gupta, who is my mother, will take care of anyone and everyone around her and that is why I love her so much; and then there is my father, Shashi Gupta, who was very late to work like always and just rushed off without saying a word. I told both Payal and my mother on my way out that I had to be there early and that they should leave the house around 10:00 AM to get good seats as the ceremony begins at 11:00 AM.

~End of flashback~

Khushi remembered that very day like it happened just yesterday and she kept on wondering what if she hadn't made the decision to leave it all behind. Khushi couldn't help but keep thinking back to that day and was confused on where she had all that confidence to leave her family, Lucknow, and absolutely everything. As she was waiting for her best friend Lavanya Singhaniya to park the car while she was standing in front of the best hospital in India, she didn't understand why she was so anxious and nervous all of a sudden. Khushi saw Lavanya walk towards her so instead of showing how scared she was, Khushi gave one her brightest smiles; but Lavanya knew Khushi all too well so she knew that Khushi must be scared and she also knew that Khushi should know how far along her condition was so that the decision she made did not go in vain. When Lavanya finally caught up to Khushi in front of the hospital she locked arms with her and smiled as well so as to let Khushi know that she is with her every step of the way.

Also at the Delhi Hospital, Arnav Singh Raizada was waiting for his father who had called him this morning saying that he needed to talk to Arnav about some urgent matters immediately.  Tick…Tock…Tick…Tock went Arnav's watch as he felt like he was waiting for a century now for his father to enter his office and everyone who knows Arnav knew that he HATES waiting even if it was his father. Arnav was already in a foul mood due to his fashion show failure from the previous night, his brother, Akshay, pestering him all this morning, and now this with his father. Arnav looked at the name plate: Dr. Amir Singh Raizada, and then he scoffed after saying it aloud because he knew exactly what his conversation with his father would be about. Finally you come, where the hell have you been? Do you know how long I have been waiting here in this goddamn office of yours?! Arnav said while Amir entered and was ready to sit down on his chair. Calm down Arnav, I am pretty sure it wasn't even that long. I hope you know I am a doctor and believe it or not I do have patients to attend to, Amir had said while chuckling at his son sitting in front of him. Arnav then asked nonchalantly, what do you want dad? I don't have all day, I have a business to run, you know! Amir just stared at his son and began, and that is exactly what I wanted to talk to you about, why don't you  stop this entire fashion designing hobby you have going on and join me as a doctor; I mean you got a degree to practice so it will be good for you and your future. Arnav was now seething with anger especially because he felt as if every time he talks with his father it is always the same conversation. Therefore for the fiftieth time now, no dad I will not join you now or ever. Yes I got a degree to practice but I also have a degree in fashion designing and that is what I really want to do. At this point, Arnav knew his father would probably never understand why he wanted to do fashion designing, but that's not his problem because he never planned on quitting any time soon. After saying what he wanted, Arnav walked out of the office without giving a second glance at his father.