12th July 1983
9:18pm
In Delhi
"dekho ise iske aakhe bilkul apke tarah hai ..hai na abhinav" said the lady sitting on a private hospital bed.
"ha.. aur muskurahat tumari tarah" said the man sitting beside her on a stool.
"yeh humara nanha sa rajkumar hai.." both said smiling at the little new born wrapped in a blue cloth with his eyes closed.
The man named abhinav took the little child in his arms "iska naam aaj arnav hai…arnav.."
"arnav singh raizada" they completed together.
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Same day different time and place
Luckhnow 12:00pm
"mubarakho ji mubarak0 ladki paida hui hai…rajkumari aye hai parivaar main…." Said a high pitched voice entering the small hospital room.
Both the parents who were till now busy looking at their little princess looked up to find the elder sister of the father of this new born child entering the room and going straight to the cradle near the bed where the princess wrapped in pink slept peacefully after crying.
She bend and looked at the baby…the baby in sleep held her finger as her hand was on the side handle of the cradle.
"arre..yeh toh humari nanhi titaliya hai" (arre…she is our little butterfly) "..neand main bhi shant nahi"
"jiji..shashi ji iska naam khushi kaisa rahega ?" asked the mother of the baby.
The father opened his mouth to speak something but even before he could start his elder sister started her talks
"arre…garima yeh toh kitna accha naam hai …iske toh naam main hi khushiya aur pyaar hai" (garima..what a nice name …this girl has happiness and love in her name)
And so shashi gupta just looked at his wife with a smile and said with his eyes that he liked the name.
And this is what happened when Khushi Gupta came into this world.
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10th march 1990
Delhi airport.
The flight of gupta's landed a few minutes ago and now they were heading towards baggage counter to get their baggage.
Shashi gupta is extending his sweet shops and hotel's business to delhi.
They already have three sweet shops and one hotel in lucknow which are running very well and give good profits.
They family has decided to live in delhi from now.
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15th September 1991
An eight year old khushi entered the park near her new house. They have been living in a rented house till their own bungalow was being constructed and now that their house is made they shifted here.
She looked around everywhere …most people were doing excersise…children were playing games. Mom's had come with their baby's on walk.
Her mom was busy with work of the new house and since the park was nearby she had send her with their house help ritu. Ritu had been working with them from past one year and could be trusted.
She went and sat on one of the swings when her eyes caught the attention of a boy around her age who was cycling and had fallen…he was badly hurt but nobody other than her seems to notice him and go to help him. She looked around and saw that ritu was busy on a phone call.
She remembered her mother's words to always help people in need and so she left the swing and went towards the boy.
She sat on her knees and the boy looked up at her. She saw he had tears in his eyes. She smiled and with her small baby hands wiped his tears and took out her pink handkerchief and held his wounded leg with her hands and tied it around the wound. She noticed he had some scratches on his palm and so she took them in her tiny palms and kissed them lightly.
"My mom says to help people whenever you can and how you can"
He opened his mouth to say something…to thank her probably.
But she had went running away as she had seen ritu searching for her.
That was the first time the two soulmates met each other. And since then for unknown reasons they were always present in each other's thoughts.
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15th January 1999
After that day khushi had never seen that boy she met eight years ago in the park. They had lived in that house for five years and since then every time she we to that park to see him again. She didn't know why but she wanted to. It was strange but her little crazy brain never wished to think much about what and why.
Same was with arnav he had still kept that handkerchief with himself. He had hid it in his book self which he didn't let anybody touch other than himself.
He didn't know what to call his feeling for her but never gave it much thought.
They were now sixteen years old.
She looked outside her window towards the sea. After their five years stay in delhi they had to shift to Mumbai. Since she was small looking at the sea in the t.v and pictures always fascinated her and she was happy living here near the sea. She could get a nice view of the sea from her house and the feeling was wonderful. The sound of ways made her relaxed and mostly her thoughts would wander off to the guy she met years ago in the park. She was a kid at that time and so she didn't remember his face but her thoughts had that incident still in her mind.
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As he looked at the little girl helping the little child who had fallen from the stairs he got lost in the sweet bitter memories of past.
The six year old boy was descending down the stairs to going back to his class after the lunch break was over and when he was at the second last step he lost his balance and his shoe's lace was not properly tied and so fell down. He was going to help him but before he could reach the child he saw a five year old girl moving towards him and helping him stand up saying that he mother always tells her to help people and taking him to the class.
He got reminded of that angel looking girl which looked around his age who had helped in eight years back.
He couldn't understand why unlike every other thing or incident from his past ..he couldn't forget this one.
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18th march 2004
"utho utho sanka devi kab tak sote rahoge" buaji's loud voice disturbed the beauty sleeping on a blue bed and waked her up early in the morning. Getting ready she went to her collage.
Today her second year of collage was going to start. And many new students were also going to join the collage.
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He looked around the whole campus of his new collage as soon as he entered from the huge gates of the same. He has taken his admission in ALC collage, Mumbai. He smiled as the softly blowing little cold winds hit his face. Aha..the lovely weather of Mumbai so unlike the extreme weather of Delhi.
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Today is a new start for them...beginning of a new relationship and new feelings in their life..
~Author's Note~
guys tamatars and chappals welcome if u didn't sleep till now such a boring and stupid story I just kept writing what came in my mind.
title credit : deepa (dj_arshifan) ..u know when I asked her to help me with title she asked me to tell the storyline par I myself didn't knew the storyline so made her read the part I had written till then not that I wrote any further now .. 😆
updates of my other stories after I complete this one paka .. 😊😳 (<<who is believing me 🤣)
Edited by ..Gunjan.. - 12 years ago
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