Arshi SS: The Upper Hand...part 6 of 11

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miishaka

@miishaka

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Posted: 10 years ago

Hi I am a silent reader who has never posted here. I love all the ff regarding the lovely Arnav and Khushi Jodi. Here is my short story The Upper Hand. I do hope you all give it a chance.

Thanks,
Misha.

Index

Part 1&2 page 1
Part 3 page 4
Part 4. Page 6
Part 5 page 9
Part 6 page 11

Part 1

"Listen Chote, I want you to come home right away" Anjali said through the phone receiver.
"But Di..." Arnav started to say which was interprets by Anjali's "I don't care how busy you are Chote"
She continued talking when she heard no protest back from her baby brother. "Panditji said there is no Muhrat like this for next several months. I have consulted with Dadi and she had given me the go ahead to get you and Chutki married next week. She said we will have the Reception upon her return from her Char Dham Yatra"
She paused and continue as she heard the deep sigh of her brother on the receiving end of the phone "Make sure Aman books your flight tickets for this week" with that she hung up the phone before Arnav could have a single word of his own.
Arnav Singh Raizada just stood there listening to the dead tone of the phone. There was no way for him to make his sister understand when she was hell bent on seeing him married. This time around even her Shyam jiju wouldn't bail him out. Why would he when bride is none other than his jiju's mamaji daughter. Arnav still remembered the 12 year old Chutki who fought with Arnav at his Di's wedding to Shyam jiju. She had made the 17 year old Arnav bend down to all her whims because she was the Groom only sister. That was 9 years ago. That was the last time he had seen her and now his sister wanted him to marry her Nand and that too next week. There was no way he was going to let this 'Chutki' have the upper hand.

Edited by miishaka - 10 years ago

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raniluvsasr

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Posted: 10 years ago

Hey really a nice and awesome concept. Please update soon and do pm me. Fantastic. Well written. So Arnav thinks that he wud nt let chutki have the upper hand.

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55555666666

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Posted: 10 years ago

hey!

the plot and the characters are really interesting!

Im so glad you started you write, it's really good

Can't wait to see what happens!

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Jyothi Rockzy

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Posted: 10 years ago

interesting... asr worriedvif he would loose his upper hand..?

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miishaka

@miishaka

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Posted: 10 years ago

Thank-you for all the likes and warm welcome. Here is the next install of The Upper Hand.

Enjoy

- Misha

Part 2

Anjali Shyam Jha couldn't believe her happiness. Her Chote had finally agree to her latest request. Normally whenever she had asked Arnav to even look at photos of prospective bride her would run half way around the globe. But this time around she had succeeded in getting him back to Shantivaan. Shantivaan was her maternal home where she was still a frequent visitor. Normally the only inhabitants of this vast mansion was her and Arnav's beloved grandmother ShantiDevi Singh Raizada, whom the mansion was was named after and Anjali's Chote. Better know to the rest of the world as Arnav Singh Raizada or ASR.

At present the former was participation in her Char Dham Yatra and wouldn't return for a few more weeks and the latter was sound asleep in the name of being jet lagged from his 16 hour flight from New York to Delhi. Where he was attending the New York Fashion week, representing his design label AR Designs, which in the last few years had made home in the closets all around the world of the rich and famous.

Anjali's happiness knew no bounds when a few hours ago she was rushed to Shantivaan from Jha mansion by a phone call from the mansion most trusted servant HP (Hari Prakash). Arnav had kept his word and had returned home just like she had requested. The duo caught up on what they missed in each other's life in the last few weeks and soon they had to part way because one was feeling jet lagged and the other had to make it back to Jha mansion to await the arrival of her 7 year old twin children Veer and Aditi from school.

That evening Anjali had invited her mother-in-law Madhumati Jha and her Naand to Shantivaan on the pretext of selecting the bridal outfits for the wedding from the new collection of AR Designs. Madhumati had obliged with her darling daughter-in-law and brought her niece along with her.

"Chutki, look at this one" Anjali said as she draped the pallu of yet another lengha to the timid girls shoulder. By now the two had draped so many dupatta that girls could care less which one made the final cut.

At last Anjali drapped one last dupatta and said to her mother-in-law "I think this is the one. Doesn't it make Chutki look so ethereal, right Maaji"

"Go try the whole outfit on" nudge Madhumati to her niece.

"Ji, Buaji" the girl said as she grabbed the outfit and disappeared into one of the many rooms. Just as the door closed behind her Arnav skipped down the stairs from his room to the living room. He greeted his Di and her mother-in-law. And then looked at all the articles from his newest line skewed all over his living room.

"Di, your being a cheapskate. Dressing you dearest Naand in AR freebies." He said trying to be sarcastic.

"Chote, how would it look if your bride wore a label of one of your competitors." His Di tried to justify.

"Do what you want but cut all this bullshit and prepare for the Shaadi only. No extra rasam of any kind. I am not taking part in anything beyond the Shaadi itself" he said as he zoomed out of Shantivaan leaving a very disappointed Anjali standing.

She tried to say something to the only person left in the room with her when the door the adjoining room opened and the bride to be walked out. Anjali was left speechless when she saw the most beautiful bride in the world. Now this was her only hope to bring some happiness in her only brothers life.

A few days later without any tamjham(Big Bang) Arnav Singh Raizada was lead to a beautifully decorated Mandap(wedding Altar) at Jha mansion.

The Panditji started his mantra and the warning bell inside Arnav started ringing. He look around to find his sister along with Aditi and Veer excitingly awaiting the arrival of the bride and her brother. No escaping now he thought.

The bride arrived all decked in AR best outfit to date. Shyam looks endearing at his cousin as he sat her down next to Arnav. The Panditji continues his chanting of the mantra and soon the couple found them self circling the holy fire also know as Saat Pheres. After the conclusion of the Saat Phere Arnav completed the mangalsutra and sindoor ritual.

Everyone looked so pleased when the Panditji at last said "Vivhaa Sampan Huva" (the wedding is complete). Well with the exception of two. One being Arnav and two being the bride, only because her beautiful face was covered by the heavily adorned dupatta.

Later that evening the bride and groom were welcomed into Shantivaan by a very happy Anjali. After the arti of the couple she said to Arnav "Okay Chote now carry my Bhabhi in."

Arnav scrunched his face and muttered "What the Di"

"No what the Chote. Now you listen. You got what you wanted. Now this one last thing" pleaded Anjali

He had no choice but to follow through with his Di's request. As soon as he walked a little past the threshold he plopped his bride down. Not because he couldn't carry her anymore. Truth be told his bride was light as a bag of feathers. This was just getting too much for him. He left no chance for anyone to say anything further and huffed away.

Anjali heard a soft "Bhabi???" from the veil covered bride. "Oh no Chutki, don't call me Bhabi anymore call me Di just like Chote does" she said.

"Come I'll show you to your room and then I better get going. I'll see you tomorrow for you pagphere(brides visit to maternal home day after the wedding)"

Chutki stood at the entrance of her new room. She turned around and saw the retreating steps of her Bhabhi and let out a "hey Devi Maiya raksha karma"(oh god please save me). Holding her pallu she shuffled into to the room to find her husband crouching near the large king size bed dropping articles of clothing into a black travel bag which laid open on the bed. He zipped up the bag and looked up at her and said "dear wife hope you enjoy the shanti of Shantivaan. I am out of here" and he grabbed his bag and walk right out of his room leaving s very startled Chutki aka Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Riazada.

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raniluvsasr

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Posted: 10 years ago

Hey thanks for the pm. Update was awesome. So chutki aka Khushi was left alone. Arnav left her and he went. Omg poor Khushi. Interesting update soon

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rakenduvadana

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Posted: 10 years ago

omg why did arnav do like this...marrying an innocent girl and leaving her alone he is planning to move out

i liked the story. wanna read more. pls pm me for future updates

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