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OK ..so this is a mini OS ...lets say to boost up the activity of forums. Kaun kehta hai updates nahi ho rahe ?? 😛
It wasnt very late when she could hear Malhar's squeals and giggles reverberating throughout the house as her own lips curved up in a smile. Still working with the details of her artwork, she wondered how had Mr Singhaniya even agreed to her fake request that she had made just for Malhar's sake. She yet remembered that day.
Just kidding lol ...
Hope ull like it , ignore the grammatical mistakes plz . And remember this is my story & isme kuch bhi ho sakta hai 😆😆😛
My prince is here !
She checked herself for the umpteenth time now. Her curls were set perfectly , hazel eyes shined bright , satin gloves that fit her hands & a smile cuter than it could ever be. Then admiring her long pink dress she gave a dramatic twirl. Her Prince was gonna love her for sure since she was looking so beautiful, she thought.
Ting tong !
Eyes shone with excitement as she rushed downstairs to welcome her Prince. Somehow managing to grab the door knob she twisted it open.
And there he stood, her Prince Charming !
Standing 6 ft tall with all his glory , his attire was an epitome of flawlessness. She couldnt help but admire him keenly. He'd worn a white cut shirt & a black waistcoat below a long royal blue tailcoat. The ruffle around his neck that matched with the golden buttons of his coat & the sword attached to the side of his belt only added onto his magnificence.
Clasping her hands together and getting it to her chest as she saw him bow in front of her and speak "How are you my lady ? I hope I didn't keep you waiting."
Raising himself from the bow , Raghav looked in her eyes. They gleamed.
(Well...since this is a mini OS & I wish to keep it one...I'm gonna stop this ...warna I would have continued this tease for a long long time ...but then utna ragna ke liye kam time milega na 😆)
Then getting her clasped hands to cup both of her cheeks she started screaming out of excitement
"My Prince is here ! My Prince is here ! My Prince is here..." As she went round and round in circles around Raghav.
Hearing the chaos , Kalpana came rushing to the door. There she saw a 5 year old Malhar dancing around Mr Singhaniya like a maniac while he stood gazing at her , smiling at her antiques.
Kalpi was shocked - that would be an understatement for she had never expected Mr Singhaniya to come at her small lil apartment and play with her niece. I mean why would he ? When he - the business tycoon Raghav Singhaniya can spend his Sunday evening in the silence of his penthouse , looking at the city lights from top & sipping onto some champagne that would be equivalent to her one month salary ? What surprised her more was his attire, he had actually taken it all so very seriously !
Kalpana soon noticed his smile broaden as their eyes met. She knew she had to get out of 'I am shocked mode!' & respond to him. Quickly smiling back at him she mouthed him a 'Thank You'. He blinked at her once as a gesture of acceptance & motioned her with his hands to continue with what she was doing as he plays with Malhar. Giving him a last smile she turned around to go to her room, wondering how had he known that she was working.
Then happening to look down at Pakya's white T-shirt that she was wearing & baggy pants, she rolled her eyes at her own silliness. Ofcourse... that was so easy to gauge since she was mucked up with paint from head to toe. (Even i had stolen my brother's clothes when i was on my painting ventures 😆😛Why spoil our own clothes ? Hain ki nahi.. 😆) And why would a fine artist be all in paint in a house that also contained her studio where she worked.
Now sauntering through her all-around-the-place studio she hopped onto one of the high painter stools , folded her legs and admired her wall-huge work in front. It was a range of neon rainbow colors mixed together in the background with beautiful patterns here and there. That was going to be the banner of the man's company who was playing prince-princess downstairs with her niece.
It wasnt very late when she could hear Malhar's squeals and giggles reverberating throughout the house as her own lips curved up in a smile. Still working with the details of her artwork, she wondered how had Mr Singhaniya even agreed to her fake request that she had made just for Malhar's sake. She yet remembered that day.
-Sammy's Studio where Kalpana worked as his official partner.
Sammy had already started up with the work as he asked her to help him the moment he'd seen her come. Quickly gathering her hair up in a messy bun she instructed Malhar to not touch anything and quitely sit on the couch doing her homework. It was her turn to babysit Malhar that day - her elder sister's daughter. Grabbing some huge paintbrushes she set off to work.
It was the Singhaniya Co. project again. They have been a customer to Sammy's artworks since decades now ...the generations of trust & all. Maybe that's why even after technology had kicked in & was booming like hell they still insisted onto handmade works ,that's what made Singhaniya Co. different from the rest.
About an hour later the bell at the door rung as it swung open. It was the man himself - Raghav Singhaniya as he walked in.
An alternate ending - "Umm..."
"Hey Sammy ! Morning Kalpana ..."
"Good Morning" she replied , keeping it short. However , Sammy got off the stool and went to receive Raghav while she continued working. She'd always admired Sammy & his friendship - they were like soulbrothers.
Kalpana working, Sammy & Raghav talking to each other ...something , rather someone's amiss don't you think ? Everything would have continued the way it was going if & only if that particular someone hadn't looked up from the fairy tale drawing she was making. And there was an excited squeal , which she quickly shut covering her mouth with her hands. But the attention of the people around was already on her.
Immediately dropping her brushes Kalpana hurried her way to Malhar , Sammy & Raghav following her.
"What happened kiddo ? Why did you scream ? Are you OK ? "
"Um ...yes ...yes...I ..umm... I'm fine !" That's when Raghav's phone buzzed as he excused himself since the call was an important one.
The moment he'd left Kalpana saw Malhar hold her hands tight as she exclaimed "I finally found my Prince Maasi ! I finally did ...I never allowed the boys in my class to be my Prince, I always made Saphira do it though she's a girl. But today I finally found a boy Prince...a real one Maasi !!! My Prince is here ..."
With her eyebrows still crossed she looked at Sammy, he shrugged "What are you saying Malhar ? What Prince ...who Prince ?"
"Maasi the Prince who just went out of that door" she pointed as a look of realization dawned on Sammy & Kalpana's faces. "Maasi can you please talk to him for me to be my Prince ? You can be my messenger ! Yes ...Maasi that's what I want for my birthday. Please ask him to my Prince , I can't you see ...princesses do not ask prince's to go out with them."
Going out ?? From where did she even learn terms like that ? Then she recalled her elder sister's drama queen behavior ...pretty much possible, they had the same blood after all. But she knew this wasn't the time to decipher her gene history as she freed her hands from Malhar's clutch , face stoic.
Dropping her tone to a dead-pan one "Malhar Meet Shenoy ...get a hold onto yourse.." Kalpana stopped mid-sentence as she looked at her confused face. What & why would she scold Malhar ? She has been a girl brought up playing this castle game with her Dad & cousins ? Where did she know about Mr Singhaniya's background ? She definitely had to be made understand that it wasn't possible , but not now. Kalpana knew Malhar was stubborn & won't get her point now but just be a rebel. She would make her understand later.
Quickly getting a smile on her face, she spoke "Ok ...but I'll talk to him later. He seemed busy now ...didn't he ? "
Malhar's smile faltered but she still nodded. Asking her to complete her drawing homework Kalpi walked away to get back to her work as well.
"So you aren't asking Raghav , are you ?" Sammy questioned while they continued to paint.
"Obviously not Sammy ! She'll soon forget. Besides... even if I do ask Mr Singhaniya why would he waste his time for me ? As also I don't know him properly to ask him something like that."
"As if you've ever given him a chance..."
"Whad ?? " As she looked at Sammy , absolutely clueless as to what he meant by that.
"Er ..nothing. I'll just get those colors from there."
"Umm - OK"
A few minutes later Raghav walked in, reading something - a message on his phone as he looked at Sammy amusedly & then went and sat on the couch beside Malhar.
Stretching his hands up in the air "Oh God ! It's such a boring Sunday , I have absolutely nothing to do today."
Malhar fake coughed immediately. Kalpana however didn't look at her, she very well knew what she wanted as she continued to paint.
"Maasi ...maashi , ask him na !! " Malhar's whispers now fell on her ears as she quickly stole a glance in her direction & then at Raghav. How she felt like strangling him , abhi Hi mu kholna tha usko ? Bada aaya boring Sunday wala !!!
"Ask what ?" That question of Raghav's caught Malhar's attention as also Kalpi's. Kalpana sighed as she asked Malhar to get her some brushes from the store room. Malhar was more than obliged to do the same as she exited the scene.
The moment that had happened Kalpana literally skidded across the floor to the couch where Raghav was sitting (srk style... like in main hoon na's prom night song 😛) Yet on her knees , near his feet , "Mr Singhaniya , my niece wants you to act as her prince. So just for the sake of formality please say a yes when she comes & that you'd come today in the evening or some stuff like that..."
This would be the longest sentence she'd ever said to him ever since she'd met him. He smiled , nodding in a yes.(Zyaada has mat...just because she's on her knees doesn't mean she is proposing you 😆😛)
And the rest happened as it was supposed to , actually more...in a sugar coatedly dramatic manner.
"Umm Kalpana ..." That grabbed her attention as she was drawn back to present time. It was Raghav standing at the door of her studio , with an asleep Malhar in one of his arms. Hopping off the stool she scurried her way to him , apologizing for the place to be dirty at almost every step & took an asleep Malhar from him. Then going to her bedroom through an attached door in her studio she layed Malhar on the bed. Chucklingly "Quite a nuisance you are I say ... My Prince is here !" As she mimicked the last part the way she was yelling earlier that evening.
Returning to the studio she found Raghav still standing there in his princely attire, he looked ravishing as the dim spotlights of the room somehow seemed focused on him.
"Thank you for today , u know I didn't really mean it when I asked you t..."
Sssrrriikkk
The sword that was once in its scabbard was now at her neck as Kalpana stopped talking.
"So ... Madame Kalpana , you really think you can drive me off with just a thank you eh ? I'm a prince , don't you forget that "
"Umm...Mr Singhaniya ? Wh..."
"Ah-ah-ah my lady , there's no Mr Singhaniya over here. There's Prince Raghav & there's a hostage Princess Kalpana who is indebted to me " he said as he fixed Malhar's play crown in her hair while going around her in circles.
An alternate ending - "Umm..."
"I was just kidding Kalpana !" As he lowered the sword , smiled at her & begun to tour around her studio , careful enough to not step on the things scattered on the floor & still look at all of her works attentively. She stood there as a mere spectator remembering how a clumsy her had been earlier walking through the stuff scrambled on the floor & the way Raghav was walking now. He indeed had those princely features & the swag in his body language ...
Out of the blue he suddenly turned "Woah Kalpana ! This one's fantastic , you gotta make one of me as well .." She looked at what he was referring to - it was her sister & Malhar's portrait.
"Yeah correct ! That's what I want in return ...hey what's this !" As he pulled out a few rolled up canvases , each of them having an 'R' at its end.
"No wait ...it's nothing" as she snatched them from him. Narrowing his eyes "Hey look , there's the ceiling over there !" As a reflex action she looked as well only to realize he'd tricked her. But it was too late now , for the canvases were out of her hands & he'd opened one already.
She blushed , she facepalmed , she wanted the earth to swallow her that very moment. He'd be thinking she's another of his fan girls now. They were all of his portraits in different emotions - laughing , tensed ...there was even one where he was just sitting idle. He'd also be taking her for a jobless girl now. His face was hidden behind the sheets or else she knew she would see his disgusted face. He would never respect her the same now.
Slowly encircling him so now that she could see him , she started "I can explai..." But didn't complete. She was shocked. His expression was anything but disgust. Kalpi was an artist , she didn't know to read minds but she could read eyes. He looked so happy , so content like he'd got the world , as he flipped through all of them.
Finally breaking the ice , he looked up at her with daze "So Sammy was right eh ? I was unnecessarily worrying all along , you do have something for me as well ?" His intense gaze had captivated hers & held them prisoner as he begun to walk in her direction.
She hadn't realized taht she was walking backwards until the wall hit her back as she stuttered out of her trance on its impact. Now towering above her , their eyes yet locked "Kalpi , I really really like you ! Don't ask how & when ..mujhe khud bhi nahi pata. I Just know one thing , whenever I came to Sammy's studio in the past 3 years it wasn't for the banners or to collect the artworks - I have people for that , I would only come for ... All along I was confused whether u like me back or not , you have always been so uninterested whenever I visited, though Sammy said somewhere you did ...i didn't wanna force you to have feelings...I mean ...i didnt...damn !" As she saw him fumble with words.
Kalpana was dumbstruck, the man she always always had a crush on but denied , fearing it won't be mutual coz of their big time financial differences was saying it all to her ?? Allowing him to continue , she stood looking at him silent.
Taking a deep breath he continued "I'm not a person very good at words Kalpi. I'm a businessman after all...so I'll get straight the point. Be mine Kalpana. I dont know if it'll work out or not , but i think seeing if it does would be the best adventure ever. "
Seconds later she smiled "And I love adventures !"
If Raghav was smiling then , his face had a priceless beam now as he linked his fingers with hers.
Unknown to them someone from a small gap in the door was seeing it all , someone who had overheard her mother 's talks when she was telling her dad about Raghav having genuine feelings for Kalpana & the kind of thick headed person her sister was being, someone who had seen Raghav being motivated by Sammy to talk to her maasi when a curt & formal 'good morning' was the only thing he'd got against his chirpy 'Morning Kalpana'.
Self patting her back "Good job Malhar , its only because of you that maasi has got her Prince !"
There , in some other part of town Sammy sneezed as he blamed the dipping temperatures.
THE END
Lol ...not a mini OS na ?? I know ...arghh when will i learn to write stuff in short ? 🤢
And on this note I hereby announce my official break ..having my exams ! But wait...wait ...wait ...I may drop in with surprises ! 😃😉
P.S. - Anybody interested to know what the other ending could have been or this idiot female had written first , PM me 😆 I would be more than happy to share ...afterall woh bhi toh mehnat se likha tha. 😊
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