EHSAAS (AR version) pt 57-end pg 53 10/27 - Page 19

Thanks for the updates :)

Originally posted by: ammy-ridz

Hi di,

Sorry 4 not commenting since last two times'actually the celebrrations and relatives and all made it quite impossible to spend time on reading fics.

thanks shraddha! Hope u had a gr8 diwali😊

Well I just got free today and first thing I did was started with this and it was like a complete rollor coster ride. Things took suck harsh turns'never had imagined all this. I really feel very bad for Riddhima. She lost her Job actually ,sacrificed it for her husbands wish which I din't like even a bit.I agree that she took this decidion out of Love for Armaan'bur still she has almost lost her identity partially and one of the reason Armaan had fallen for her. Secondly,her dreams to stay at Ramghad ,then her mis-carriage and currently she is on the verge of loosing her husband to his facination of name,fame and bigbucks.

yes, as they say 'the honeymoon is over' and unfortunately a very realistic scenario in the lives of many couples

Armaan is on the other hand becoming more and more self-centered day-by-day. I don't believe he is the same guy who was ready to spend his life in ramghar.He took the fire incident in his favour when it was actually his own wish to move back to mumbai. I can still see his love for Riddhima..but he unfortunately can't see the future consequences of his every action..neither can he see or appreciate the sacrifices Riddhima has done for him'to always say tum bohot achi ho isn't enough'he should be equally fair to her'after all she isn't the only one who needs to fulfil her promises of saat-pheras..he also has his own share of promises to fulfil. Frankly speaking I have never wanted to see Armaan in this light personally..In all your AR fics I have always Loved and Adored Armaan no matter what'but this one seems to me Karan more than Armaan. This one seems to be more real issue'I exactly don't know if I like the fact of it being Real or Hate the situation for shattering my trust in the character Armaan.

Yes, armaan has always been an ideal lover in my ffs just like he has been portrayed in the show. After the whole karan shraddha fiasco, i remembered this ff of mine and that's why decided to post it. I don't know whether to believe the media, but yes, this armaan is more karan than armaan of DMG....but don't lose hope. Even though, right now armaan in this ff is self centered and loves himself more than anyone, eventually he will come around...hope Karan does too😉

OMG!!! Anjali is sooo cunning and such a cheap women'.I just feel like slapping her badly or more like punch her and make that beautiful..naa actually..glamorous plastic face crooked and black-blue. And now Abhi jelous of AR's love'God!!! Ek musibat kam thi unki life mein.

yeah, Mumbai move karna bahut mehnga padhega dono ko😕

Loved all the parts and sweet AR moments. Song were wonderful and suitable for the situation. Sorry if I have said too much.*holding ears*

no, please don't be sorry....i love it as it tells me how well ur following the story😊

Thanx.

Originally posted by: agrima2009

hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii 😊
its superv parts
n i just loved that

thanks agrima!

vaise Humare AR next baby planing kab karenge
i m early waiting for that moments.....

naughty girl!😆😆

n plz update soon





so beautiful looking Riddhima in pink suit

yeah, she looks great in pink...thanks for the pic

Originally posted by: Prasanthi

Hey Bheegi!!

Just filled in myself with the last missed 4-6 parts. I am somewhere not comfortable with the inner motives of Armaan taking Riddhima home in the middle of the night. He is always bothered only about himself and his own needs. He just cannot get over it at all.

great going bheegi as always.. love to read more.

ps:I feel this fic is simlar to what ksg is facing now.. some bit here and there.. sorry no offense meant.

PART 27:

NEXT DAY:

"Riddhima….main tumhey kahin le jaana chahta hoon….chalo let's go," Armaan ordered

"Kahan jaa rahe hain hum?" she asked

"Tumhey yaad hai meri friend Muskaan? Uske paas ja rahe hain."

"OH Muskaan? I remember….she is very sweet….hamari shaadi mein bhi aayi thi…"

"Yes, she is my best friend….just like a sister."

"Jaanti hoon!" Riddhima smiled, as she recalled how jealous Riddhima had been of her when she did not know about her relationship with Armaan.

They were soon standing outside her clinic.

'DR MUSKAAN CHADDHA'

Armaan knocked on her door, "may I come in doctor sahiba!"

"Hey Armaan! Aao…aao," Muskaan gestured them to come in while she was on the phone

Armaan and Riddhima took a seat in her plush OB-Gyn office located in a suburban neighborhood of Mumbai.

"Hey Riddhima! Welcome to Mumbai! I am glad you are here," Muskaan hung up and walked upto Riddhima. They hugged each other and sat down.

"Tho Armaan, hamare gharib khaane mein kaise aana hua?" Muskaan asked

"Gharib khaana? Yeah right! You have a booming practice Aali….don't you kid with me ," Armaan commented as he admired her wood paneled office with Muskaan's degrees and certificates decorating the walls.

"Sab bhagwan ki meharbaani hai! Accha kya peeogey aap dono?" Muskaan replied

"Kuch nahin! Main apni wife ko tumhare hawaale karne aaya hoon," Armaan grinned at Riddhima. Riddhima was puzzled at his comment. "Muskaan…I want you to take care of Riddhima's health…..you know what happened a few weeks ago…..main chahta hoon ki tum jaisi kaabil doctor hi Riddhima ki gynaecologist baney, so that we can be better prepared next time."

Riddhima was a little surprised that Armaan never took her opinion or told her why he was bringing her here. She reasoned that Armaan was probably right: after all he wanted the best for both of them and he seemed to have full faith in his friend. Riddhima also liked Muskaan, so she just accepted Armaan's decision without any questions.

"Sure! That would be my pleasure….aao Riddhima let's go to the exam room," Muskaan got up and held Riddhima's hand.

Armaan's pager went off, "sorry guys…..lagta hai mujhey clinic jaana padhega…they need me there…..Muskaan can you drop Riddhima later?"

"Sure Armaan! I don't have too many appointments today, so Riddhima and I can enjoy a girls day out…BYE!" Muskaan reassured Armaan.

After examining Riddhima, Muskaan said, "Riddhima everything is fine…..you have completely recovered now….I don't anticipate any problems now……chalo Riddhima let's go and get our nails done."

Riddhima was amused, "nails? Mujhey tho ghar chhod do Muskaan."

"OH c'mon…we will have fun…we can go shopping too!" Muskaan picked her car keys and walked out.

Riddhima and Muskaan had a great time together that day. They got their manicures and pedicures done. Muskaan took Riddhima to her favorite hairdresser and asked her to cut Riddhima's hair more stylishly.

Riddhima was amazed at the result, "Wow Muskaan! Do you think Armaan would like it?"

"Riddhima! Tum har cheez mein Armaan ka approval kyon chahti ho? Do something for yourself sometimes….and yes, you look adorable in that hair style….Armaan aur bhi lattoo ho jaayega tum par….wo tho pehle hi diwaana hai tumhara!" Muskaan laughed as Riddhima just blushed at that comment.

Next they went to the mall. Muskaan encouraged Riddhima to buy some long skirts and matching tops, "you look great in skirts! You should wear them more often….ab tum Mumbai mein rehti ho…..you can wear whatever you want" Muskaan commented as Riddhima tried on several outfits.

Muskaan insisted on paying for everything, "NO NO Riddhima! You are like my little sister…..samajh lo tumhara late wedding gift hai…..Armaan is very dear to me….aur tum Armaan se bhi zyaada pyaari ho mujhey….so don't worry."

Riddhima hugged Muskaan and became a little emotional, "thanks Muskaan….Armaan is so lucky to have a friend like you…..you make me feel so special, especially when I am away from home."

"Wo tho hai…Armaan is a lucky man! He has the best friends and now a gem of a wife! Warna us Bandar ke kismat itni acchi thode hi thi!" They both laughed and walked out of the mall.

AT THE SURGICAL CENTER:

"Sir…aap aa gaye? Madam Anjali ka kai baar phone aa chukka hai…unki dressing mein thodi bleeding ho rahi hai…..she wants you to go there immediately," a nurse informed Armaan as soon as he reached the center.

Armaan knew he had to attend to Anjali immediately. He took a taxi and left for her house.

Anjali was in her bedroom, yelling and screaming at her servants and someone on the phone simultaneously. She saw Armaan at the door. She hung up and gave a dirty look to Armaan, "DR MALIK! What the hell is this? Yeh bandage kab niklega? I cannot breathe properly….and look at all this blood? What have you done?"

Armaan took a deep breath and entered her room, "Shaant ho jaaiye Anjali ji…aap jitna excite hongi…utna aapka blood pressure badhega aur bleeding bhi zyaada hogi…please calm down," he spoke in his most soothing voice. Over the years, he had learnt that he was able to soothe even the most violent and outraged patients with his calming voice.

Anjali calmed down and sat down.

Armaan unwrapped her bandage and checked out her wound, "it is perfect Anjaliji! Aap pareshaani mat lee jiye….just chill!"

Anjali was upset about the swelling on her nose and the unsightly bandage; that is why she had been screaming and shouting at everyone all morning.

Armaan sat with Anjali for sometime and made casual conversation with her. He was pleasantly surprised that Anjali was not coming on to him or trying to seduce him as usual. She was friendlier in a different way- she was more like a regular person with no starry airs or not trying to hide behind her glamorous identity for a change.

Armaan was amazed that Anjali was just not a dumb vixen as he had earlier thought. They were able to converse like two adults on various topics ranging from entertainment, politics to sports.

Armaan finally left his satisfied client and promised to check her again the next day.

After Armaan left, Anjali had an evil smile on her face, "so Dr Malik…..this is the way to get your attention? Well, aap Anjali ko jaante nahin hai…..she will catch her prey one way or the other."

Armaan reached home and was blown away by what he saw. Riddhima was dressed in a halter neck red top and a yellow long skirt with her new hair cut- she looked absolutely amazing!

Armaan could not take his off his adorable wife. He picked her up from her waist and lifted her top a little. He kissed her naval area and buried his face in her waist, "yeh Muskaan ki tho khabar leni padhegi……is rate se tho tum mujhey bilkul nikamma banaa dogi."

Riddhima giggled, "Armaan…it tickles…please neechey utaar do"

Armaan gradually slid her to the floor, pressing his body firmly against hers, "Mrs Malik…..mera katal karne ka iraada hai kya?" he said in a husky tone.

Riddhima circled her arms around him, "jo khud ghayal ho, wo kaise katal kar sakta hai," she crooned. Armaan could not resist himself and kissed her lips gently.

Armaan groaned in excitement and carried her to the bedroom.

"Armaan kya kar rahe ho? Tum jaante ho abhi main." Riddhima reminded Armaan about their abstinent period after the miscarriage.

"Muskaan ka phone aaya tha….she has given the green signal…ab tum mujh se bach nahin sakti….samjhi?" Armaan laid her on the bed. He gently caressed and kissed her everywhere; their desire for each other took over and drove them both into a frenzy of passions and emotions.

Afterwards, they both lay together in each other's arms. Riddhima rested her head on his chest, "Armaan…..thanks for taking me to Muskaan….wo bahut achhi hai."

"Yes she is!" he agreed

"Armaan…tumhari VIP patient ke kya haal hain?"

"Oh Anjali Rai? She is fine….just upset about her bandaged nose," he chuckled

"I guess, she does not like imperfection," Riddhima said as she traced circles with her fingers on his chest.

"I guess not! Mujhey yaad aaya……Dr Modi is throwing a big party for all his employees and spouses in 15 days. It is a big affair…..we both should go," Armaan kissed her hand.

"Big party? I don't know if I want to go," she replied

"OH c'mon Riddhima! I will be there….and ab tho tum Abhimanyu ko bhi jaanti ho….he will be there with his band….you can listen to them also," Armaan squeezed her tightly and stroked her hair.

"Theek hai….jaise tum chaho…," Riddhima consented softly

PART 28:

NEXT TWO WEEKS:

Armaan made regular house calls to see his VIP patient, Anjali. Anjali was very pleased with the outcome of her surgery. She could not stop raving about how beautiful and pointed her nose looked now!

"Dr Armaan Malik, I am very happy with my face….you have done a fantastic job! Wait till all the producers and cameramen go nuts! I have some song sequences to shoot next week; I can't wait! Thanks a lot! Meri friend hai Rani Chopra….you must have heard her name…she won the filmfare last year….wo bhi tum se milna chahti hai," Anjali commented

"It would be my pleasure Anjali ji! Aap jab kahiye, main un se milne ko tayyar hoon," Armaan said proudly

"Aap Dr Modi ki party mein aa rahe hai na? Wahan kaafi celebrities aayenge….you can meet her there," Anjali said as she continued to check her nose closely with her hand held mirror.

"Very well then….main chalta hoon Anjali ji….see you later," Armaan picked his bag to leave

"Armaan! You don't mind if I call you Armaan, haina? We are friends after all," Anjali smiled and stretched her hand to shake his, "and you can call me Anjali!"

Armaan grinned and shook her hand, "OK Anjali, my friend!" and left.

Anjali raised an eyebrow as he turned his back, "chalo Armaan….meri dosti tho kabool kar lee…..lage raho Anjali Rai….aage aage dekho hota hai kya???"

DR MODI'S PARTY:

The party was held at the banquet hall of JW Marriott in Mumbai. The who's who of Mumbai was invited to this grand affair. Film stars, politicians, cricketers, famous doctors….you name it and they were on the guest list.

Abhimanyu and his band, "SUKOON" was going to perform live. Abhimanyu wanted to use this opportunity to showcase his band in front of the movie and music moguls of the industry.

Armaan wore a navy blue suit with a light blue shirt and dark tie. Riddhima looked ethereal in a black saree with silver sequin work, matching jewelry and long dangling earrings. Armaan commented on her looks, "lagta hai bahut logon ka dil thodne ka iraada hai aaj?"

Riddhima blushed and came near him, "tum bhi kuch kum nahin lag rahe doctor sahib! Kahin kisi movie star ka dil tum par na aa jaaye?"

Armaan grabbed her and kissed the back of her neck, "yeh dil ab sirf tumhara hai….koi isey cheen nahin sakta."

"Sach? Promise?" she asked

Armaan held his palm in pledge, "promise! Yeh dil sirf Riddhima ka hai aur hamesha rahega. Ab khush?" He chuckled.

"Jaanti hoon," she interlocked her fingers with his fingers, "chalo ab chalein?"

They took a taxi to the venue. The banquet hall was decorated very tastefully. Dr Modi and some of his staff members to the "ANNUAL MODI SURGICAL CENTER BASH" greeted them at the entrance.

"Hello Armaan! This must be your lovely wife? Hello I am Dr Modi!"

"Namaste uncle!" Riddhima greeted him with folded hands. Her greeting bemused Dr Modi; no one said 'Namaste Uncle' these days, especially in the high society circles he was used to.

"Lagta hai Dr Modi ko tumhey Namaste Uncle nahin kehna chahiye tha!" Armaan whispered into Riddhima's ears as they walked in.

"Tho kya namaste auntie kehti?" Riddhima giggled

"Nahin…nahin…I don't think he wants a pretty girl like you calling him uncle!" Armaan giggled back.

"Hey Armaan! How are you!" a middle aged boisterous gentleman came up.

"Hello sir! Kaise hain aap? Meet my wife Riddhima….Riddhima this is Dr Mittal, one of the surgeons at our clinic," Armaan introduced them to each other. As they kept walking through the crowd, many colleagues and other staff members stopped Armaan. Riddhima politely greeted and talked to all of them.

"Hello stranger!" Anjali tapped Armaan's shoulder and gave him a gentle hug. Armaan hugged her back, "Hello Anjali! How are you?"

Riddhima was a little taken aback by their sudden friendliness; Armaan had not mentioned Anjali's name after the initial surgery, but Riddhima being the understanding wife just took it in stride. Armaan walked ahead to talk to some other people.

"Hello Riddhima! How are you?" Anjali beamed a smile at Riddhima. Riddhima reciprocated with a polite smile, "I am fine…aap kaisi hain? Aapki surgery theek ho gayi?"

"Of course, aapke pati jaise honhaar surgeon ka haath jo lagaa tha….see can you tell?" Anjali stuck out her face a little.

"Oh…I really can't tell anything," Riddhima said innocently

"Kya matlab? Don't you see how beautiful my nose looks now," Anjali was a little offended by Riddhima's straighforwardness.

"Oh..I am sorry….I didn't realize you had surgery on your nose," Riddhima said.

"Well, lagta hai aapke pati abhi bhi aapko sab kuch bataa te nahin hain!" Anjali raised an eyebrow and remarked.

"Mere pati apni professional aur personal life ko mix karne mein believe nahin karte Anjali ji!" Riddhima snapped back.

"Oh really? Waise soch lo Riddhima? Kahin tum Armaan ki professional life se door rahi, tho personal life mein bhi door na ho jaao?" Anjali said with a smug expression.

"Anjali ji…..jo log khud insecure hote hain, wo hi apni professional aur personal life alag nahin rakh paate, bhagwan ki daya se mere pati apni personal aur professional life dono mein bahut satisfied hain, iss liye mujhey unsey door hone ka bilkul darr nahin hai," Riddhima smiled sarcastically and walked off.

Anjali was not happy with Riddhima's answer, "bahut vishwaas hai apne pati par? Chalo dekhti hoon kitne din is jhoote vishwaas ke saath rahogi," she muttered to herself.

Anjali caught up with Armaan and introduced him to some of her movie industry friends. Armaan was soon surrounded by a number of gorgeous beauties. They were all dying to meet the handsome plastic surgeon, who could make anyone look beautiful! Anjali had certainly marketed Armaan's skills very well. They all came up with their wish list. Armaan was floored and honored to be so popular and in demand, that he lost track of Riddhima.

Riddhima tried to tear her way through the crowd around Armaan, but held back.

She took a soft drink and sat down in a corner.

"Hi Riddhima!" Abhimanyu came and sat next to Riddhima, "kaisi ho? You look gorgeous in black too!"

"Thanks," Riddhima smiled politely, "aap kaise hain Abhimanyu?"

"Fantastic….jaanti ho aaj hamara band yahan perform karega…you can get an idea of the kind of music we make….in fact I am going to sing and play the guitar both today," Abhimanyu said excitedly.

"Really? I would love to see your performance," Riddhima said enthusiastically.

"Great! Do you want something else to drink? Some wine or a martini or something?" Abhimanyu asked

"Nahin…main sharaab nahin peeti..," she said

"OH that's right! Koi baat nahin…thode dino mein in society parties mein aati rahi tho aadat ho jaayegi," Abhimanyu smiled.

"Aadat? Nahin Abhimanyu, aadat tho tab hogi jab main shuru karoongi peena," Riddhima said

"You are right! A lot of self control uh?" Abhimanyu got up, "chaliye main apni performance ki tayyari karta hoon," and left.

Riddhima noticed that Armaan was still busy talking to some more beautiful women. Riddhima could recognize some of them from the big screen, but she had no desire to go and meet them or try and get an autograph. She was surrounded by beauty, glamour and wealth everywhere, but for some reason she felt really out of place and lonely in this 'artificial' and 'plastic' world! It was so different from Ramgarh….and so different from what she had envisioned her life would be one day…….

Some wives of big-shot doctors introduced themselves to her. They turned out to be more boring than the egoistic doctors themselves. The doctor's wives had the most swollen heads; they wore gaudy clothes and jewelry with pancakes of make up on their faces. Their favorite topic of discussion was who got the most expensive jewelry set for their birthday, or which exotic vacation they were going to take next, or whose dog won the latest pet show, or worse who was cheating on who. They talked about the last wife-swapping night they had and how Dr Patel had started seeing a Mrs Gupta since then; Riddhima was aghast when she heard about that. She quietly slipped away from that crowd and looked for Abhimanyu instead-at least she could talk about music with him!

Just then there was an announcement, "The band SUKOON will now perform a piece for all of you!"

Riddhima's eyes wandered around for Armaan. She spotted him at the bar area with a drink in his hand. Riddhima was aware that once in a while Armaan would drink hard liquor and she had no problem with an occasional social drink, but she was disappointed that Armaan did not even bother to look around for her.

Riddhima reasoned to herself, "busy hoga….kitne log hain uske paas…main hi chali jaati hoon"

As Riddhima approached Armaan, Anjali and her friend, Rani Chopra caught hold of him. Armaan was then engaged in a conversation with the two actresses. Riddhima just shrugged her shoulders and sat down to enjoy the performance herself.

Abhimanyu started strumming the guitar and sang this song:

"teri tamanna" from "the train"

http://ww.smashits.com/music/forthcoming/s.../the-train.html

teri tamanna aa aa aa.......
teri justjoo hai
(mujhe aaj bas ek teri - 2), (teri aarjoo hai - 2)
mere jehan mein, khayaalon mein tu hai
yeh itanisi duri bhi hai, (gar toh?? kyun hai - 2)


Abhimanyu kept his gaze fixated at Riddhima as he sang the song. Riddhima did not notice as she had her eyes closed to the foot tapping music.

abb kuchh aaj aise tu muhjme sama ja
soyese ehsaas saare jaga ja
tujhe kya pata main pyaasa hoon kabse
abb tu aaj banake ghata mujhko bhiga ja
teri tamanna - 2
teri justjoo hai
mujhe aaj bas ek teri, (teri aarjoo hai - 2)

Anjali's roving eyes, however, noticed that Abhimanyu was besotted with Mrs Malik! She could not have seen a better sight!

Armaan went and sat down next to Riddhima. Riddhima opened her eyes as he placed his arm around her. She smiled at him and rested her head on his shoulder.


yeh teri julfon se khushboo jo aaye
toh meri saanson ko paagal banaaye
uff mere dil mein yeh kaisa junoon hai
jo tere honto ko nazdik chaahe
teri tamanna - 2
teri justjoo hai
mujhe aaj bas ek teri, (teri aarjoo hai - 2)
mere jehan mein, khayaalon mein tu hai
yeh itanisi duri bhi hai, (gar toh?? kyun hai - 2)
mujhe aaj bas ek teri, (teri aarjoo hai - 2)
teri aarjoo hai....

Abhimanyu and his band received a standing ovation from the crowd.

Abhimanyu then made an announcement, "I would like to introduce you to another wonderful singer with a lot of hidden talent- Mrs Riddhima Malik! Please come on the stage and sing a song for us in your beautiful melodious voice…please Riddhima!"

Armaan nudged Riddhima to go, but Riddhima resisted. Abhimanyu came down from the stage and held out his hand, "aaj tho gaana padhega Riddhima…no excuses"

Riddhima looked at Armaan, who nodded his head in approval.

Riddhima shyly took the mike; closed her eyes and sang this beautiful romantic song for her husband. She opened her eyes and had her gaze fixated on Armaan as she sang:

"mohabbat zindagi hai" from "Nazar" by Shreya Ghoshal

http://www.dishant.com/lyrics/song-22469.html

mohabbat zindagi hain aur tum meri mohabbat ho
mohabbat zindagi hain aur tum meri mohabbat ho
tumhi ho bandagi meri tumhi meri ibadat ho
mohabbat zindagi hain aur tum meri mohabbat ho
tumhi ho bandagi meri tumhi meri ibadat ho

tumhare pyar ne dil main umango ko jagaya hain
tumhare pyar ne dil main umango ko jagaya hain
tumhari muskurahat ne mujhe jeena sikhaya hain
tumhi ho jeene ki wajah tumhi meri jaroorat ho
tumhi ho bandagi meri tumhi meri ibadat ho
mohabbat zindagi hain aur tum meri mohabbat ho
tumhi ho bandagi meri tumhi meri ibadat ho

Midway through the song, Armaan was asked to meet another celebrity by Anjali. Armaan obliged and started talking to the new actress. Riddhima's loving eyes still rested on Armaan, but Armaan was looking everywhere but at his loving wife. This was the first time since Armaan and Riddhima had known each other, when Armaan was lost or preoccupied with something else rather than Riddhima's voice- a voice which had always aroused him and stirred his heart in the past, was as good as background noise for him that evening…….

nahi ab koi bhi armaan mere dil main tumhe pakar
nahi ab koi bhi armaan mere dil main tumhe pakar
main yeh ikraar karti hu mohabbat ki kasam khakar
mujhe jo waqt ne baksha woh lamha khubsurat ho
tumhi ho bandagi meri tumhi meri ibadat ho
mohabbat zindagi hain aur tum meri mohabbat ho
tumhi ho bandagi meri tumhi meri ibadat ho

Riddhima's performance was received very well; there was a huge applause at the end of her performance. Armaan finally looked up and joined in the applause. He was certainly proud of his wife and happy for her.

Anjali went up to Abhimanyu, "Hello Abhimanyu! How are you? Nice performance!"

"Hey Anjali, kya haal hai? You look smashing as usual, I love your new nose!" Abhimanyu chuckled

Anjali grinned and looked at him, "lagta hai hum dono ki manzil ek hi hai!"

"Manzil?" Abhimanyu asked as he wrapped up his instruments.

"Hmmm…..Dr and Mrs Malik! Kyon?"

"OH…I get it! Anjali tum bhi na….mere dost ko tho chhod do….he loves his wife very much and vice versa…wahan kuch nahin milega tumhey"

"Oh yeah? What about Riddhima? I saw the hunger in your eyes…you are smitten by her…itney tho tum mujhse bhi nahin the ek zamaane mein!"

"Yes, she is beautiful and very attractive! I would love to be with her no doubt, but I don't think hamari daal galegi wahan." Abhimanyu cautioned her

"You know Abhimanyu…Anjali is an expert at all kinds of daals and biryanis," she laughed.

"Yes, but Anjali, Armaan loves Riddhima a lot and Riddhima virtually worships him!"

"Worship? Tho kaam aur bhi aasaan ho jaayega….insaan ko devta ki tarah poojna aasaan hai, par agar yahi devta insaan ban jaaye, tho bahut zor se girta hai nazron se….yahi haal Armaan ka hai…..ek baar Riddhima usey poojna bandh kar de…tho hum dono ko apni manzil mil jaayegi," Anjali smiled slyly

"Anjali….mujehy bahut ladkiyan mil jaayengi…why should I waste time on Riddhima, when I know she can never be mine?" Abhimanyu scoffed at Anjali's suggestion

"Aur agar main kahoon ki meri next 5 films mein tumhare band SUKOON ka hi music hoga, tab? Tab bhi koshish nahin karoge?" Anjali challenged him

Abhimanyu paused for a moment and grinned at Anjali, "You are a shrewd business woman Anjali! Tho kya karna hoga mujhey?"

"Shak! Bas Armaan ke andar shak ka keedha daalna hoga…..aadmi ke andar ek baar shak ka keedha aa jaaye, tho bahut mushkil hai us keedhe ko nikaalna….that's it…yahi karna hoga tumhey….baaki main sambhaal loongi!" Anjali held out her hand.

"OK! Pehla contract mere ghar Monday tak aa jaana chaahiye….then I will work on your proposal," Abhimanyu shook her hand.

"You are pretty shrewd yourself Abhimanyu!" Anjali smiled and squeezed his hand.

…to be continued…