Arshi SS: The Best Birthday Gift part 6 updtd on page 8 (05.05.2015) - Page 4

beautiful story loved its simplicity and style .

I just read this SS from the starting and it was awesome

THE BEST BIRTHDAY GIFT

Part 6

Before you proceed to read the update , I wish to clear something.

I am too fantasized of many things and imagine a lot, So, all the things mentioned in this chapter especially or in later chapters are going to be purely my fantasies and the images used here are only for the purpose to give the readers an idea of the locations I have in my mind while penning the story . So, please don't try to resemble them with reality.

Tardily Walking out of her home carrying a heavy lehnga presented by her soon to be in-laws in roka, Khushi settled herself along with her family in the Glacier White Metallic Audi q7, waiting for them to be escorted to Sheesh Mahal.

How marvelous the time is, if we wish it to pass precipitately, it will run ceaselessly, and will quicken its pace when we wish it to pass slackly.

The journey from Gomti Sadan to Sheesh Mahal was of about an hour, nevertheless, if asked from Khushi it was as if she blinked her eyes after sitting inside the car and the next moment she was entering in the superficies of the castle. Since after rooka , the time was running as water from hands, how hard she tries, it was not halting or slowing down.

Two days before she was wishing to see him eagerly since the time she heard about his hasty trip , and now when the wait was about to get over and she was on her way to meet him, she was scared of meeting him for unusual reasons. Feeling of restlessness, butterflies flying in the stomach and everything that could be termed as a sign of nervousness was getting in her with every percent of oxygen she was inhaling.

Sitting inside the car on her way to Sheesh Mahal "Kya sabhe ladkiya aise ajeeb bechaine se guzarte hain ya humare saath he kuch ajeeb hain jaise ki amma kehte hain hum ajeeb hain." thought Khushi giving reasons to herself about her own weariness.( "Does every girl go from the same nervousness or is something odd with me like mom says I am weird.)

Sheesh Mahal, a name she had heard since the time she started acknowledging about her city - Lucknow. A castle, a pride of Lucknow and one of world's largest private residence. The most popular edifice of Lucknow , nevertheless, owned by Raizada's.

Never in the past, she got the chance to move on the lane that may pass its way towards the stately mansion- Sheesh Mahal. However, today the mansion itself beckoned towards her with an invitation to become the bride of the ornate Palace.

In the past Khushi never got into much detail about Payal's in-laws and the same she did with her own. When she heard her father, saying about the groom's family of a high royal class, she just thought of them what her mind can, about a royal class and dismissed the further details about their dynasty, not giving much priority to his imperialness. But now she cannot set her thoughts on back burner looking around the palace and experiencing the real royalness of the prince whom she just considered one of her dreams was in reality a liege lord of an ancient dynasty.

Eyes stopped blinking the second she saw the imposing structure standing in pride as if telling its own story of success with the vibrancy that was reaching her in a contiguous motion.

Every meter of the distance traveled towards the palace was bringing it larger and larger of the giant manse, impossible for her eyes to capture it in panoramic form, yet, she turned herself completely in 180 degree to perceive the sight of the enchanting beauty.

"Papa, ye tho tasviro mein jo humne dekha hain us se bhe jyada bada aur khoobsurat hain" , said Khushi excitingly holding her mother's wrist ,abandoning the flow of blood in it.(Dad, this is even more bigger and beautiful than what I have seen it in pictures)

"Ha beta, Sheesh Mahal wakai mein Khoobsoorati ki ek anokhee mishaal hain", agreed Shashi smilingly, seeing Khushi who was still lost in the external beauty of Sheesh Mahal, forgetting the reason of her presence there.(yes child, Sheesh Mahal is really a unique paradigm of beauty )

The verdant greenery around the palace was holding an enthralling look accompanied by the colorful garden set around it were like the jewelries decorating it interestingly with a mixture of colors and the majestic peacocks sitting around on the floors of the garden were adding romance to its beauty.

Soon the journey to explore the marvelous palace externally ended and the car halted at the great inner entrance of the palace, crowded with people of the Royal family and the retainers, excitingly waiting for them since the time informed by the ostiaries about their arrival in the expanse of the Sheesh Mahal.

"Swagat hain aap sabhe ka Sheesh Mahal mein", cheeringly said dadi stepping down the stairs of the entrance to welcome the Guptas.("Welcome to all of you in Sheesh Mahal")

"Ji, Sukriya" said Shashi thanking on behalf of all the family members after stepping down from the car.

Heedfully carrying her attire Khushi stepped forward and took blessings from all and soon joined them to walk inside the palace.

Every corner of the palace, she was passing over was an enchanting beauty , mesmerizing her with thrilling work marked on them with a great perfection that behold the bestest beauty of the world.

She had seen castles in movies before many times and today experiencing the view in real was mesmerizing and thrilling in every way.

The red running carpet lining the white marble marked with side elegant borders at the pillared black entrance was as if welcoming all of them to walk in to the heart of the palace with people standing on sides greeting them at every step , specially welcoming their prince's lady for the very first time.

For every step she was taking along with Anjali was bestowing her with a new possession to explore the every uber-embellished corners of the palace. The corridor which she was passing to reach the living area was illuminated wholly into a color of yellow from the effect of the ancient chandeliers mounted on the ceilings of the palace boosting a pride to the ceiling supporting single stoned columns.

"Kya ye log thak nahe jaate pura din andar bahar aate jaate", wondered Khushi for every second she was breathing in the palace while she walked the long distance to reach the inners of the castle.(Don't these people get exhausted backing and forthing the whole day )

Before she could stress more thinking about the condition of people living in the mansion her worrying cerebrations were put on the break by a sudden pull on her shoulder by Anjali who on command of elders was dragging her excitingly on a tour of the palace.

Khushi first resisted timidly, but Anjali's continuous insistence, genuine smile which could make even rocks to melt and her aroha towards her dethawed her shyness and she gave up and joined her soon anticipating the same smile heartily.

Anuradha being a mother could always see through the eyes of her son who was famously known for hiding everything behind his hazelly brown eyes, but fails plainly everytime when his sister and mother are the one to look into those hazel-brown orbs. She can see the pain hidden behind his anger and the tears hidden behind his smile and today seeing her son's soon to be wife she compassionately felt for her to see a replicate of same drawing eyes of emotions which were betraying completely to follow their owner's command who was trying from every thread of her body to act strong and happy but somewhere Anuradha could feel the hurt and pain Khushi was feeling after not finding the one for whom her heart was waiting since days. And to distract her for a while before her son reaches here she called for Anjali to take Khushi on a tour of the Sheesh Mahal.

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Walking along with Anjali and Payal, from one corner to another, from the elegant entrance caparisoned with velours to the marble central hallway lined by orange sashes was a classic ornate elegance, stirring her heart with reverence.

Whithersoever she laid her eyes were gold gleaming from every quoin and the sparking of the marble at that instant was bedazzling her vision.

But the real grandeur was when she entered the grand suites, which were fast levies of a hardball of an impression- ultra-decadence. Ornate furnishings & opulent materials were accented by elaborate murals and paintings.

As soon as she finished seeing every family member's suite except one, her heart felt a longing to catch a view of that one suite which Anjali and Payal left intentionally - Arnav's room. A room which will soon be called their room. This feeling itself passed a rush of adrenaline in her nerves imagining a future with him. But again her heart ached with the same pain not hearing anything about him from the time she had entered in the confines of the palace.

The pain and grief which was forgotten for a while courtesy to her two favourites was now back home just with a thought of him. And the duo- Anjali and payal now were bringing in no easy for her by not taking her to the place where she was hankering to explore at the very first instance of her peregrination.

Reading her hidden desire and the sulleness of her countenance they became aware and thought to end the grotesque act and let her to the nirvana - a complete bliss and of peace to her for the moment.

Passing the long corridors to the polar side of the palace, a step behind Anjali and Payal exuberantly, she was seeing an entire distinct yet elegant view which was a million dollar catch in her beady eyes. From far she could see two large golden pods placed on the both sides of the door and a royal ornate mirror fixed on the left wall of the corridor clearly reflecting the laterally inverted image of the doors of the room. Below the mirror was a high legged table with half of its top occupied with colorful covered books.

As she was approaching his room, she could see an interior obscure image of the room through the wooden faux painted glass door, showing diminished large windows built pridefully in the front wall of the room.

Showing her the way Anjali and Payal took a step back to honor her to look into the glamourous room, taking her own sweet time and her own space. Khushi resisted at first, but finally giving up took a step forward to explore the abode of the prince.

As her hands touched the acrylic handle of the door a new sensation flowed down into her body in an unsteady way. Controlling her feelings and the unelaborated awareness of stimulation she opened the door slowly taking her own time, but as soon as the door of the heaven opened, along with that opened her mouth in astonishment and eyes popped out concurrently , clearly visible to Anjali and Payal who were standing next to her trying to suppress their laugh knowing the outcome in advance.

The next instant she turned to the duo devils, who were laughing holding their respective tum now , unable to control their suppressing laugh.

"Dii, ye tho!".

Before Khushi could ask Anjali about the distinctly separate short ceilinged room she heard her say "Haa, different from all suites of this palace infact not similar to be something that can be imagined in this palace"

"Hmm", was all that she could say in that state of astonishment.

Turning her back to the faux painted door, Anjali flipped the door in and out to show the engraved windows in the door that were just a delusion in the face of the reality.

"Everyone fall in prey of these illusionary windows etched in these glasses, but the reality is contrary to what you see on these doors . Arnav is same like these doors, one thinks of him as egoistic , rude and furious as what they see from the outside, but when once they walk inside his heart they get to know the real Arnav not the Arnav Singh Raizada who he has painted himself into", revealed Anjali susceptibly the secrets about her younger sibling.

Khushi could feel the love and closeness the siblings share, especially from Anjali who show it more oftenly either in her endearing words for him or her worked up talks about him. And now hearing Anjali's heart, her own governable tears crossed the barrier by flowing down the way from her dove shaped eyes falling on her pink cheeks and she hugged Anjali instantly to regain the lost strength , she was about to lose.

"Arey humara irada aap ko rulane ka nahin tha, wo tho hum bus apko humare chote ke bare mein batana chahte the yaane apke hone wale pati ke bare mein", heartened Anjali caressing her face to efface the tears running down her cheeks and to dispell the gloominess that was formed in the surrounding. (Hey! my intention is not to make you cry, I was just acquainting you about my chotte means your would be husband.)

"Hume pata hain dii , hum tho bus , chodiye na wo sab ab aur hume batayea ki ye kamra aisa kyu hain, sabse alag aur adhunik aur iske chatt itne chotte kyu hain", empathized Khushi composing herself, wiping the remaining vestiges of the way back dried and wiped tears off her cheeks.(I know dii, I was just, leave it all that and )

"Pagal kahe ki", smacked payal on her head who was astonished by seeing Khushi's changing emotional modulation in gap of seconds.

Gleefully holding Khushi's hand Anjali then settled her on his unlaxing bed and elocutionary narrated the whole story about his modern room which started from her little brother's annoyance about striking colors and ended with this shade of room bathed in black.

Silently listening to every minute detail about his room from Anjali, Khushi roamed her eyes everywhere sneakily and noticed every article of his room from the elegant black faux furry comforter on the bed on which she was settled and was roaming her hands lazily to the sleek longue bathed completely in black where she could imagine his form resting under the lovely floor lamp which has an antique brass finish.

Turning around towards the bed stand she noticed a contemporary pendant lamp with a reflexing arc opening mounted to the ceiling which made the room more delighting and admirable.

The entire room was bright as a new penny with the natural light falling from the balcony, near to which was a perfectly placed white ceramic vase holding white fresh Mandonna lilies with flushed yellow at the base pleasantly inviting her to look around the gardens.

Her feet automatically of their own moved towards the balustrade at the side of the balcony to see the fringes of the palace still unrevealed to her and her steps halted in mid looking at the first beauty that caught her attention which was the EB 16.4 Veyron Sangnoir proudly posing in the backyard of the castle, getting cleaned by the valet for an appearance outside the doors of the palace.

In Desire, to know about the motorist of the beauty she turned to Anjali who without wasting a microsecond supplied the information about the owner of the Sangnoir who ought to be none other than Arnav.

Automatically the corners of her lips turned up in amusement seeing again a non vibrant possession of his in black.

Before she could look around the other side of the palace Anjali turned her speedily in purpose to hide something from her.

"You were asking me about the short ceilings of this room, then check it yourself", stated Anjali diverting her attention from looking around the gardens.

Observing her curious eyes, Anjali gestured her to walk towards the threshold space near his bed which looked like a way towards some new mystery about her soon to be fiance.

Her eyes ceased from blinking as if she was bewithched by a spell incantated by the view that unfolded in front of her eyes as she stepped into the mysterious place. An indoor garden cum patio with myriad fresh plants breathing under a glass ceiling, with a perfect fireplace, built within the brick wall along with cozy seating arrangements.

"Khushi, let's go. All are waiting for us downstairs", spoke agile Anjali walking towards her, in fast pace, breaking Khushi's prolonged inspection of the serene sight.

Nodding in affirmation with a tinge of sadness she walked back the lane she had walked in , not before glancing for a while the recherch view to secure it in the pages of her memory.

Poor Anjali mentally felt apologizing for taking her back on the right time when Khushi could meet the conciliator who could give peace to her fast thumping heart. If not she was involved in her naughty cousin's plan , she would definitely would have let her meet Arnav even it was for a short period.

Same time when the trio were walking down the stairs to reach central hallway, the huge southern gates of the castle opened to welcome back the much awaited man- Arnav Singh Raizada, who was finally back home after flying and moving in almost every possible mode of transport to reach here on time.

Without waiting for a second he scrambled his feet getting down from his sangnoir throwing the keys towards the parking valet who understood his master's unspoken words and headed towards the driver's seat to park it securely in the outbuilding garage.

Treading in fast pace Arnav reached the back door which directed towards his room without any intervention in between to avoid the delay even it was of milliseconds.

The first breath he took right after he entered his room, felt very foreign yet pleasant to his senses that had an aroma impregnating him with a freshness of pink peony, drawing him to the pensive of the sweet memory of her perfume which essence is still novel to him.

The message beep of his phone vibrating inside his chino's pocket, brought him out of the reverie and his hands traveled automatically to pull it out to check for the message.

He smirked reading the message send by Akash, which read "Get your ass soon downstairs. You are running late".

Throwing the cell phone on his bed after replying Akash to be there in 15 minutes, he soon vanished behind the doors of the bathroom to get out of his messy appearance.

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Here is view for all readers of the Sheesh Mahal i have constructed in my dreams and tried to give it a face.

OK.. now i am ready for all chappals and jhootas .. for a very late update.

All i could say is SORRY for the delay

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This is my biggest typed update till date(3,154 words).

P.S. Thank you Akka(Lovedrops) for helping me everywhere i was needed and for giving your brilliant suggestions. Aloha

Loved the chapter

Great updatw e

really awesome loved it cant wait to read about the ceremonies

Cool Update Vini darling. Whole setup of the Sheesh Mahal is awesome. There is no Arnav in this update. It's not fair yaar. I am eagerly waiting for the next update.