OS - Dupatta, Part XIV, posted on 1/11 - Page 4

No wonder Khushi is looking so flustered for last couple of days, she must be feeling it too, girls always do but then you do not believe in marriage so we cannot let you play with her virtue!!!

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From the morning in the Raizada House there was chaos, today was the opening of 'Wills Fashion Week' the biggest fashion week in India, it was opening with ASR's Collection, they say the most coveted get the opening and the closing slot so it was a big day…On top of that Arnav was upset with the result of the linen/ upholstery for the hotel, he was upset with Akash, I don't want guests to feel that they are sleeping on a 'jute basta', these suites are the best ones and they will be paying through their nose to sleep here etc etc., in another room Lavanya was going crazy, trying to put her business suit, her cocktail dress, things she had to carry, the various list, her mobile phones, her makeup box, the CDs to be played during the ramp walk, oh so many things…

Chamkili, Chamkili she was making Khushi run about packing her things, forgetting some and repacking them once again….

Lavanyaji calm down calm down, you are making me tensed too, Khushi complained…..

Lavanya are you ready? Arnav barked….

O yes yes ASR, come Khushi help me …they picked up their things and ran out, ASR was already sitting in the car….his favourite SUV, Khushi opened the back door and loaded with the things as Lavanya made herself comfortable in the passenger seat….

Sab kuch rakh diya na Chamkili….

Ji everything, all the best Lavanyaji, have a nice day, I will be at home otherwise you can contact me on by Bua's mobile, I will be taking it incase I go out, just to remind you something incase you are looking for something, Khushi kept her voice as steady as possible trying to ignore the presence of ASR and closed the door waiting for the car to make the move, instead it remained standing, roaring but still, Khushi tried to ignore it, with her head bowed through the side view mirror she saw a pair of sunglasses, with his jaws clenched, he was waiting for her clearly, Khushi bit her lips, trying to look normal as possible….

Khushiji I think you better get going with Chhote, at the green room an extra pair of hands is always more than welcome….isn't it Chhote, Anjali who had come to see them off too commented….

Arnav put his hand behind and opened the door instead….woh mai…I had told jiji that I will….

Don't worry Khushi I will call and inform your house….Anjali was her polite self..aur Chhote remember what I said to you, he barely grunted…..saying a silent prayer Khushi got into the car…it zoomed out of the gates …

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What was Anjali Di saying to you ASR, Lavanya asked in a low voice….

That is between me and her La, nothing to do with you, he almost snapped…..

Lavanya looked out of the window making Khushi feel more guilty, she did not want to be a witness to their fights, she bit her lips to see he was driving with a stoic face, no idea if he was staring at her or not….

Lavanyaji how did you feel when you first attended such a show?

Oh Chamkili, Lavanya rubbed eyes, taking a deep breath she replied…kya batayo I was in the institute and we latched onto every opportunity to help out during such shows, become assistant to the stylist, hairdresser etc etc., ,most of the times working free without payment, just for experience sake….hmmm in one such show I met ASR, he was modeling in that show but then rest is history…

You did modeling also, that was a news to Khushi…she asked the question spontaneously…..

He raised his eyebrow, you are yet to know me Khushi he replied as a matter of fact….

Humph…Khushi became silent, does she really want to know him, she was not sure….

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They entered a big hotel, Khushi's eyes became round, she had never seen anything so big….

Bapre she exclaimed as they got down from the car….

Chamkili don't be scared, people here are just like you and me, Lavanya was suddenly looking very professional, calling the bell boy and handing over their luggage, Khushi clutched onto her side bag, her hands already sweating, what she was doing here she did not know, feeling very out of place….

Come with me, there was a soft touch on her back as Arnav waited for Khushi to move forward, as Khushi followed Lavanya, he followed her, the heels of his shoes firmly clicking on the stone floor somehow made her feel secured….they were directed towards the banquet hall, the smaller banquet will be used as their green room, the bell boy showed them in, Khushi froze at the door…..

Abh kya huwa, he asked from behind….

Hey ram!! Khushi exclaimed closing her eyes….Arnav looked in to see the models were walking around the room in various stages of undress, some were taking makeup, some getting their hair done, rest waiting for their turn….

Mai hu na dar kis baath ki, he virtually whispered into her ears, Khushi's eyes flew open, hay Devi ma isi baath ki toh daar hai, she mumbled to herself and stumbled in…….

Areh chamkili a gayi….one of the model recognizing her asked……

Ji a giri….Khushi replied…..

Hi ASR, Hi Jaanu, hello love the models greeted him, some even kissed him, he returned their greetings and kisses, with her arms around herself, Khushi stood praying nobody does the same to her, Man this man looks so hot in tracksuit even someone commented….Khushi gave a side glance, he was hugging a model in her skimpy underwear, even slapped her bottom, being eye to eye he winked at her, Khushi turned her face away…what is wrong with him she wondered…..

Chamkili idhar sun tera kaam yeh hoga, that you will zip all the models up, once they wear their dresses, they will not bend even to avoid the crease so you will button them up as per this drawing, keep these pages for your reference, they will come to you in that order…theek hai, Lavanya instructed….

Ji, Khushi nodded her head….

ASR clapped his hands, everybody listen to me, some instructions instructions and nothing new…same old thing but it is worthwhile to have them repeated…..

Jazz showed Khushi where she should wait for the models, they will come to you, tu idhar she maath hilna, she put a placard even, ZIP UP!! It read….Khushi watched the hall, inspite of the disorder they were some order, they were following a sequence, nobody was perturbed by the state of undress or nakedness around, ASR was going around, inspecting the makeup, hairdos etc., at one point she saw him drawing eyes of a model, showing how he wants it, unknown to Khushi, she was following his every movement….

Will you zip me up!! A thick voice asked….

Khushi looked up to see a tall hunk standing before her…sure why not….Khushi glanced at her sheet, Manish is it…upto three buttons…here you go…Khushi started her job, she saw ASR coming and standing beyond her, once the models were ready they went upto him for his final nod…..

Hello Nati….another voice greeted her….

Hi Lombu, Khushi replied spontaneously ….

Jara nada kas de….

Nade ka toh pata nehi, but you are not supposed to button up as per this drawing….

Ho, I know isiliye jara kas de otherwise pata chala upar bhi khali niche bhi khali, the model's eyes danced, indicating his harem pants were slipping, waise maine niche pehna hai, tujhe sharmane ki koi jaroorat nehi hai….except if it falls off it will make first page news…..wardrobe malfunction they call it….

Khushi glanced sideways to see ASR watching them with hooded eyes, ready to pounce on the poor man…

Nehi nehi kahe ki sharam, the moment I entered this room, mai laaj sharam bahar rakhkar a gayi…..

Waise tu baate bahut achhi kar leti, thoda nati hai nehi toh we would have made a nice pair, the man observed….Khushi beamed at him….like Amitabh and Jaya?

Vicky I think that is enough, you have been buttoned up now come here…Arnav barked….

Mujhse jalta hai, all men do you know, suddenly Vicky changed his track…hai Arnav love, I would love to come to you but then Jai is so possessive you know, he does not like too many men around me…..

Khushi's eyes nearly popped out, Arnav gave a look of disdain and tolerance ….

Okay everyone the show is about to start in an 15 minutes, on your mark, I am outside in the wings just to setting the music…Lavanya went out…suddenly the room became silent, except everybody's hands moved briskly, giving finishing touches and catching up….

Okay line up….Jazz commanded …and show stopper you stand at the end….Khushi gave a smile to the girl about her height looking like a fairy and beautiful, she had also worn this dress she thought…..

Khushi watched Jazz telling the models the finer details when ASR interrupted, Jazz don't forget that thing….

Boss I will not, you relax and change….Jazz showed her thumbs up…he picked up his tuxedo and went behind the screen, Khushi watched Jazz, patting and wishing luck to all the models before she led them out towards the back stage, suddenly Khushi found the room virtually empty, except for the makeup artists, hairdressers their assistants, relaxing, smoking or drinking tea/ coffee..what will I do now…Khushi come here, he called out….

Kidhar ? Khushi's voice squeaked….

Idhar a hand gestured sticking out from the screen, Khushi looked around, the people present in the room were engrossed with themselves…Khushi hurry up, he barked, I have to 'take the bow'….Khushi ran and saw him standing, bare chested with his shirt buttons undone….

Kya hai ji…Khushi squeaked involuntarily…..

Ji kasth karke jara mera buttons laga dengi….

Mai? Khushi's eyes became round….

I think all this while you were doing this only…..

Ji mai ji…..

Hurry up Khushi, you want me to walk like this to take the bow….he asked in a stern voice….

With her hands shaking, she grabbed the lower end on his shirt, buttoning from the last button, he stood still with his eyes hooded….as she reached the middle button, he grabbed her hand and placed it on his bare chest, Khushi felt his heart thudding, this is what you do to me, he growled….Khushi tried to release her hand, he held it for few seconds more before releasing it, bowing her head Khushi completed her job, tucking the shirt in his waistband, in he whispered now wish me luck, this is the first time I am doing the opening show…

Best of luck, Mr …Khushi's voice shook, the heat was becoming too much for her to bear….

What about a kiss too…he lowered his face ….

Khushi clenched her jaws, Khushi I am waiting he growled again…

In this world kissing was not a crime Khushi has seen everybody all this while, kissing, pecking, patting, hugging each other….so no use of crying foul, she raised her face and said boldly Best of luck Sir and placed a kiss on his forehead…

Arnav smiled, taking off his jacket off the hook, he handed it over to her, as he fastened his bowtie, she held out the jacket for him to slid his arms, once through, he quickly turned, gathering her into his arms for a tight squeeze he placed a hard kiss on her lips before walking out…

Khushi stood stunned….the sound of clapping reaching her, she wanted to leave as tears welled into her eyes but then she could not go without telling Lavanya, it would be a crime, she walked out to go into the main banquet, peeping in from the side door behind Jazz who was now whispering at the questions from the press, she saw Arnav walking onto the ramp, with the show stopper, the girl's head and face was covered with a 'Dupatta 'like Khushi wore, as they walked up the ramp, he raised his hand to take it off, the girl's hair almost done like Khushi, infact the whole concept had an 'awe' effect on the audiences, Arnav stepped back as the girl showed her dress, people got up on their feet to clap, with photographers busy clicking, Arnav and his models took their bow, giving flying kisses etc something which Khushi had all this while seen in TV, she felt so alien to this world, is this the man who kissed her a few minutes ago, Khushi bit her lips when her eyes fell on Lavanya who was standing next to the photographers, she had a queer expression on her face…..as if she has got to see something which she was missing all this while….

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