(_*An ArHilicious Tale*_) Link To TH#2 PG1

Chapter 1 : Khushi

27.07.13

12:05 pm.

Hii,

Yes, I am at College. Obviously. Still fifteen minutes left for Arnav's basketball practise to get over. Just waiting for him. He's going to be all tired and sweaty now. Ew. But well, we can't always get to choose all the qualities in our friends, can we? Actually, as a matter of fact, I don't understand how other girls can bear with him. He stinks after basketball but wouldn't have a bath before he gets coffee and some sandwich. All girls at our college are crazy over him. I mean its not like other men aren't good looking, but Arnav has always had his own charm with girls, uhmm, some of them. But for the past 2 years he has been my best friend. Someone who has been there for me, always. Through all the tough times. You know that. After dad's death... Oh Crap, there is Arnav's girlfriend Claire. Gosh! You have no idea how I tolerate her. She is so wicked. She lies to him all the time. I wonder if I should tell Arnav. I don't know how he would react. He really seems to like her. I wonder whether I should interfere?!

Anyway, moving on, this my fifth diary and now its almost coming to an end. I swear I don't know what I'd do without you. Its been such a long time since I started to write and I still feel so relieved whenever I write, its like you can hear me and you can understand what I want to say. But please don't mind when I say Arnav's been a better friend than you this year. He has stood by me through every inch of my sadness. But still you're my secret friend. A friend who no one knows about. No one.

Can't Believe its already my last year in college. My Aim has always been high. I don't know how much I would succeed but yet, I will give it my best shot. I have always wanted to be an Interior Designer. My back up career would be a writer. Well, not like those serious writers like Dan brown and John Grisham but someone who could add fun to life. Maybe Romantic Books. I am such a huge fan of romance. I love movies, stories, plays , songs and everything about Romance. The only thing missing in my life is the person who I could call mine. I know his description and everything he should be. Just waiting to meet the perfect man and ---

Suddenly someone snatched the book from my hands. "Give it here. NOW" I said in anger as I saw Arnav pull it out of my hands. "Only if you tell me what you keep writing!" he argued. I snatched the book from his hands. He tried to hold on but I was determined. "Never do that." I said again. "Aah! Some day, I swear, I will read that diary. I know you must have written something rotten about me!" He said placing his hands in his pockets. "Yes! I did, I wrote that you stink." I said with infuriation. He laughed and then came close to place his hand around my shoulder. "Ew. Ew. Ew. Get off me." I said moving away. "Can we just please go eat something, I am starving." I said. He nodded holding his stomach too.

The canteen had its usual hustle-bustle. No sooner had we sat than the whole gang joined us. "Hey Guys..." Claire said taking her usual seat beside Arnav and placing her hand around his arm. Armaan joined her too. Armaan was the best. Armaan and I would always make fun of Claire and poor Arnav would get exasperated with us. Claire was, according to him, very sensitive and she didn't like someone pulling her leg. We four had a blast when we were together. Ofcourse Payal & Aakash were also a part of our group but usually it was just the four of us. After we had ordered a snack Arnav told Armaan, "You know Armaan, Khushi keeps writing things in that book for hers. Really wonder whether its the next bestseller!" He said making fun of me. "So Khushi? What's it about? Superheroes or Fairy Tales?" Armaan snorted. "Enough guys, stop pestering the poor soul." Claire said in her acute voice. From which angle was I a "poor soul. "I always think she tries to tell me how she owns Arnav, that she has some right over him and no one else can be a part of his life. The only suspicious part is, why? I am so not interested in someone like Arnav. My dream man would be someone who was just PERFECT. Arnav & Armaan laughed a little more on Claire's comment. I glare at them and then they stopped. "Or. Or. Otherwise she may be writing to her 'Prince-charming'..." Arnav devised another thing. "Prince Charming?" Claire asked. Ughh. Why did he have to mention it in front of her? God. Now even she would know. "You don't know?" Arnav said astounded. Arnav was about to tell her when Armaan interrupted, "No Arnav, let Khushi tell her, I love the way she says it.." they both high five and then all three look at me. "Claire. Ignore them. I don't care what you'll think, but yes, that's what I look for in a man' "That's why I guess you haven't found any yet!" Arnav said. "Its not like I haven't dated!" I retort. It was true. I had dated all kinds of people, but the RIGHT one was yet far far away. "So what? Atleast I don't date every other girl like youu!" I retorted. Arnav frowned at me. "I am waiting for a person who is independent, not too proud and not one who thinks he's superior, he should be handsome but also honest, someone true to me, someone true to himself, who would love me & treat me like a princess, who would be nothing less than a prince himself and who would always be near me, morning, day or night." I said getting lost in my dreams again. Whenever I would meet a man like that, I wouldn't waste a second to recognise him. I would know him when I see him. I would just know it. Arnav clicked his fingers in front of my eyes and I came back to earth. "So Claire, what do you say about Khushi's Fairytopia?" Arnav asked sarcastically. "Well, every girl wants someone like that Khushi." she said. "No Claire. You don't. You're happy with this stinking pig!" I said laughing. Armaan joined in and we Hi-5ed. "Hello! The only difference in what you said and me is that I am not a prince. Otherwise I have all the qualities." Arnav said proudly. I chuckled at his comment and shook my head. "What? Don't I?" he asked. "You won't understand until you'll meet him. The one. The perfect one." I said. "Whatever Khushi, The men you're talking about, don't even exist, Arnav's the best one can do!" she said looking at her boyfriend. There was a small smile on Arnav's face, something like triumph. But this was something even he didn't understand. He would, as soon as I found the person. But as of now, life at college was great. I was living the moment. I had everything I needed. Dubai was the city of dreams and technology. TWO things I loved.

Arnav insisted on coming home with me. He has this pact with my mother that he would come and visit atleast twice a week and mother would in turn make amazing dinner that night. Yes. My mom's the best cook. But she stopped cooking after my dad passed away. She is now a professional designer. She loves designing clothes and I can say I love wearing the stylish dresses she makes. My mother is a little too paranoid but otherwise she is the best mother I could have. "Mom!" I hugged her from behind. "Khushi you're home! Hey bab, how was your day?" "As usual mom." I replied. She always asked me the same question everyday. Atleast whenever she was at home. "Hi Aunty!" Arnav said entering the room. "Hi Arnav! Its so nice to see you." "How was your Europe trip?" Arnav asked. "Oh Amazing. Everyone loved the fashion show. I didn't know I would get such great response." She said delighted. "You deserve every bit of it." He said praising mom and then they hugged each other like my mother had found her long lost son. "Hello guys! Even I am here." I said. Sometimes I feel my mom loves Arnav more than me. When I asked her how her trip was the only thing she said was, "You should have come..!" Mom had offered to take me but I said no because I didn't want to miss college. It was my last year. I would never get to go to college again. Mom was pretty angry because this was her first big fashion show and I wouldn't be there. Later that day we sat in my room talking while mom attended a few important calls. "Aunty seems really happy." he said with a smile. "She is. She is always engrossed in her work and the rest of the day she spends reading or we watch a movie. She is happy Arnav, all thanks to you." I said looking down, tears forming in my eyes. "And you?" he asked. I subdued the little emotions that were filling my heart and said with a smile, "I am very happy. You know that..." I said smiling as much as I could. "Yes. Yes ofcourse you are. You're the happiest person on earth." he said with sarcasm. He could see right through me. He always caught me. "Shut Up!" I said sobbing slightly. "hey..." he said taking me in his arms and hugging me tight. "Oh by the way, you forgot to add something in your Mr. Perfect list. He should own a tissue paper factory." he said with a grin. I spanked him as hard as I could. "OUCH!" he said rubbing his hand against his chest. "You suck! All you do is irritate me." I said wiping my tears. "You know what? The day I meet my prince that day you can sit and suck on your words." He laughed and I couldn't help but join in. I knew I was too stupid to believe in all this but its not like I am waiting for him or something. I just want someone like that in my life. I would love that person more than my life. Coming back to Arnav, though, Arnav and I made fun of each other, fought a lot, but I knew that he was the best friend I could always trust. It's been 8 months since my father expired and since then Arnav has always been there for me and my mother. He may be irritating, annoying, stinky, a total jerk but when it comes to taking care of his friends he leaves nothing out. Its great how we were once strangers and now we are best of friends...

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Hi Guys,

I know that the last FF I started I didn't finish. But this FF I will follow through and I hope you'll enjoy it. It won't be very serious and realistic as Falling In Love, but more idealistic and dreamy. It's like a fairytale. 😳

Hope you like the concept :) Waiting for some reviews!

-Manjari 😳