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the unexpected meeting that changes your life

Part A

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The Great ASR in Mundu

From our expert sources, the business tycoon, Arnav Singh Raizada was seen wearing a Kerala Kasavu Mundu (White Dhoti) yesterday and walking in front of a temple. Not only was he wearing a mundu then, he was also walking bare feet on the road. Wonder what made the great ASR walk barefoot while wearing a mundu when he could afford Prada and Armani Suits? Have the tables turned for the great ASR? Has the lucky boy lost all his lucky charms? Stay tuned for more update on this hot topic!

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Arnav Singh Raizada was 101% sure that tomorrow's Page 3 of almost all the newspapers in India would cover a story on those lines. After all what better news could they get other than him walking bare footed on the roads while wearing a damn Mundu. For a man who disliked wearing anything traditional, he was wearing a bl**dy mundu after all. He could not believe he himself had made a way for the people in the Business Circle and Media to mock him. He was so furious that he felt like he would literally stab the person who designed the mundu to death. On top of that, the scorching summer heat along with the hot sand that was burning his bare-feet was like adding oil to the fire.

He cursed the moment he had agreed to his sister's silly demand of visiting temples in South India. Anjali, his sister as usual had coaxed him into this ridiculous trip with her emotional blackmailing. She had apparently taken a vow of visiting seven temples in South India with him if he cracked the Singapore deal, which he had been working on for over a year.

And here he is now in the seventh temple, which is the Guruvayur Sri Krishna Temple in Guruvayur town within the Thrissur district in Kerala, to be precise. According to the people in Kerala this temple is referred to as the Holy Abode of Lord Vishnu on Earth. But all that did not matter to him; he had lost faith in God years ago when he had lost his parents in an accident during a Teerth Yatra. He only visited temples because of his sister, who unlike him still had faith in God even after loosing her parents along with impairing one of her legs due to the same accident.

He looked towards his sister who was walking along with him towards the temple. She was everything her name depicted. She is calm and peaceful in nature and out of all she is very understanding and loving. The best part he liked about her was her smile. Even after going through so much in life, she never once complained. She used to face everything with a smile and he himself would do anything to keep that smile intact. Apart from her stupid demands like this of visiting temples; he loved everything about her.

The only relief he now had was that this was the seventh temple and this torturing trip would end for him soon. But unfortunately for him that relief vanished as soon as he saw what lay before him. He was utterly shocked when he realised the queue he saw in front of him was the one that led to the temple. He was not sure if queue would be even the right word to use for such a HUGE line of people. There was approximately 2km still left for entrance of the temple and looking at the size of the queue and the rate at which it was moving, it would at least take 2 hours for them to enter the temple. He looked at his sister who was already looking at him with her questioning eyes.

"What happened Chotte? Come lets go stand in the line!"

Arnav got even more shocked when he heard that.

"Di are you ok? Or has this hot weather damaged your sense of thinking?"

Now it was Anjali's turn to get shocked.

"Chotte is this the way to talk to your elder sister? Looks like it is you who has lost your sense of thinking! Why would you say such things?"

"Why wouldn't I? Can't you see this huge queue? It will take us at least 2 hours to get inside the temple! You still want to go and stand in this line?" asked a baffled Arnav.

"Off course Chotte! We can't go back without the darshan!" answered Anjali.

"Di we will come later once the queue reduces."

"Chotte it's always going to be like this. Maybe the queue might get even longer. Do you know sometimes people come in the midnight and stand in the queue for the morning darshan here?"

"What the?"

"Really Chotte ... I am telling you the truth!"

Arnav got surprised when he heard that. He did not understand why people would take so much effort to come to this temple when they could just go to any other temple.

Anjali grinned knowing what was going through Arnav's mind and said, "People come to this temple because they believe Lord Vishnu resides here and that he will make their wishes come true. Also this is one of the most peaceful temples in India."

Arnav sarcastically replied, "Yeah I can see how peaceful it is!"

"Chotte stop being so cynical! What I meant is that peoples' mind becomes peaceful when they come here! Now enough of your sarcastic talks, lets go stand in the queue before it gets longer!"said Anjali.

"Di are you sure you want to go stand in that line? You will get tired Di! What if your leg starts paining?"

Anjali smiled and Arnav's concern for her and replied "Chotte you don't worry about me! I will be fine! Come on lets go!"

Arnav knew there was no point in arguing with his sister anymore so he walked along with her and they stood in the queue.

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Unknown to Arnav and Anjali, there was a third person that happened to hear their conversation. It was none other than Khushi Kumari Gupta. Khushi was a freelancer journalist and she had come down for holidays to her mother's native town, which was Thrissur. And how can a traditional Hindu girl not visit the Guruvayur temple especially when she is in the same town. She along with her Ammuma (Nani/Grandmother) had come to the temple for darshan and she was buying pooja items when she saw the great ASR walking barefooted in a mundu. She was shocked, would be an understatement. Being a journalist she very well knew who he was. In fact, she also had a secret crush on him ever since she had done an article on him and his success for the Business Magazine a year ago. She had learnt a lot about him and was highly inspired by his achievements. Ever since then she had wanted to meet him in person, however since she was a freelancer journalist, she never got the opportunity or permission to meet him due to his strict private security. But as far as she knew about his personal interests, she knew he did not believe in God and that he hated to wear traditional Indian clothes. So she was shocked to see him at Guruvayur wearing a mundu. To take a closer look at him, she went a bit near him and saw him talking to a lady whom she immediately recognized as Anjali Singh Raizada, his sister. She had seen her pictures along with him in many magazines. She did not mean to eavesdrop in their conversation but she could not stop herself from going even closer to where they stood due to her inquisitive mind.

Looking at Arnav's agitation she had wanted to giggle but at the same time she found his agitation to be pretty cute. But what touched her the most was his concern for his sister. She saw them walking towards the huge queue. She knew how tiring it could be to stand in those huge queues. Even a person who was completely fit and fine would find it tiring; then how would a person like Anjali, who had a leg problem stand for so long? She felt sorry for Anjali and wanted to help her out. She was in a dilemma whether to approach them or not. She was not sure if they would take her offer of help in the right spirit and on top she was a stranger to them and if she used the word media, ASR could get furious at her. But the caring Khushi in her could not be stopped, so taking in all the courage in her, she approached them.

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"Excuse Me?"

Arnav was busy cursing his luck when he heard a melodious voice; however he tried ignoring it thinking it was his illusion. But when he saw his sister turning, he also turned around to see a beautiful girl wearing a traditional Kerala saree looking at them with her dove-shaped eyes. He felt an instant pull towards her and he liked that feeling for some unknown reason. He had seen many girls and has also been in a fare amount of relationships but he never once felt a pull towards any of them like he her felt for her. He knew there was something different about her but he did not understand what it was. He came out of his trance when he heard his sister speaking.

"Yes, can we help you with something?" asked Anjali.

Both Anjali and Arnav looked at the girl expectedly for an answer.

"Hi, I am Khushi! ... I ..." Khushi had walked up to the brother sister duo, but she was not sure what to tell them.

Both Arnav and Anjali glanced at each other when they saw Khushi hesitating.

"Khushiji please don't hesitate!"

Khushi started cursing herself for coming down to Arnav and Anjali without planning properly about what she would say to them. "Khushiii ... Buaji is right in calling you Sanka Devi! Why couldn't you plan what you wanted to say before coming here? Now say something before they think you are crazy. Come on Khushi you can do it!" Khushi kept mumbling without realizing that Arnav and Anjali could hear her. They both did not know whether to be confused or laugh at her antics.

"Khushiji don't worry we won't think you are crazy ... you can tell us what ever you want to without hesitation!"saying that Anjali started chuckling while Arnav just smirked.

That is when Khushi realised she had spoken out loud.

"I am sorry ... actually I am a journalist!"

Both Arnav and Anjali got surprised hearing that. Anjali turned towards Arnav; she knew he hated the media people and now seeing a journalist in front of him in such a situation, anger was sure to rise within him. But what shocked Anjali was, even though Arnav had a surprised emotion on his face, he seemed to be calm rather than being angry with the girl.

Arnav was shocked hearing that Khushi was a journalist and initially he was angry at her audacity to come to them but that anger subsided soon enough because of the same courage she had in her to come to them and introduce herself as a journalist even after knowing he hated the media. His chain of thoughts broke when he heard her trembling voice again

"Sorry Sir ... I know you hate the media but I am not here as a journalist. Actually a while ago I heard your conversation with your sister. I did not mean to mean to eavesdrop into your conversation its just that I was standing at the shop nearby and heard it."

Khushi then looked at Anjali and continued to speak

"Ma'am I don't mean to be rude, in fact I am very inspired by your courage. Even after seeing such a long queue you still wanted to stand in the line to take the darshan. But Ma'am, as Sir said, it will take you at least two hours to get inside the temple and it will be very tiring. If you don't mind, I can help you get inside the temple without standing in the queue."

Anjali was touched with Khushi's care and concern for her. She wondered if such caring people still existed in the world.

"That is really sweet of you Khushiji, but its ok! We don't want to bother you", replied Anjali.

"No Ma'am it wont be a botheration at all. Actually my uncle works in the temple and I can get a special entry pass for you easily. He usually organizes for a special entry pass for my Ammuma ... I mean my Nani when she is here for Darshan. In fact, she is here today too and she is waiting at the special gate entry for me. So I have to go to my uncle to get a pass for her anyways and in the mean while I can ask him for you both as well. I am sure it wont be a problem!"

Arnav interrupted before Anjali could reply and sternly said, "Why do you want to help us though? If you are doing this to get something back in return then don't bother Miss Khushi."

Khushi knew Arnav wouldn't like her offer of help but she did not like the way he spoke so even she replied back to him boldly.

"Sir, I understand your hatred and distrust towards the media people, but as I said ... I am not here as a journalist but as a mere human being. And Sir, not everyone in world helps people in the hope of getting something in return! There are people in the world who help just for the sake of humanity and I am here just for that!"

Arnav was shocked when he heard Khushi's reply. No one had ever dared to speak to him like that and if someone ever did he would see to it he would make his or her life a living hell. But now, forget about making her life a living hell, he was not even angry with her. In fact he was admiring her. He was right in his initial guess about her. There was definitely something different about her, something that the other girls he had met before did not have but she did. She was beautiful, smart, outspoken, courageous and off course crazy as well. And he liked her. But deep inside he was still a bit hesitant. He was not sure if taking her help would be good idea. After all she was a mere stranger to them.

His chain of thoughts was broken again, and this time it was his loving sister.

"If you insist so much ... then we shall come along with you Khushiji. But on one condition!"

Both Arnav and Khushi looked at Anjali confusedly.

"You have to stop calling me Ma'am and instead call me by my name!"

Khushi smiled widely and said "Off course Anjaliji!"

"Ok then, lets go?" asked Anjali.

"Yeah lets go!" replied Khushi.

Anjali turned towards Arnav and saw that he seemed to be hesitant. So typical of her brother thought Anjali.

"Chotte, come lets go! Shouldn't you be happy now? A while ago you were complaining about standing in the queue for 2 long hours and now when you don't have to ... You are still standing in the queue like a statue!"

"But Di..."

"Come on Chotte ... It was so kind of Khushiji to come and help us! It's so hard to find such good-hearted people these days! Don't think too much now and let's go!"

"Fine Di ... As you wish!"

And the three of them started walking towards Khushi's uncle office in the temple.

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Part B

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In the meanwhile Khushi told Anjali about herself and her family. She told her that she resides in Delhi with her parents Buaji. And now she had come over to Kerala to visit her mother's family. She told her about how her dad was a Delhiite and her mother was a Keralaite and how her parents had a love marriage. She also told Anjali about her visits to Kerala every year to meet her mother's family and how she never missed a chance to come to Guruvayur temple when she is in Kerala. Later even Anjali told Khushi about the Raizadas' and how they are originally from Lucknow but their grandparents had moved to Delhi for their business. Anjali even told her why they had come down to Guruvayur to fulfill her wish and thank god. All this while Arnav was a silent listener to their conversation.

By then they reached Khushi's uncle's office in the temple. She introduced Anjali and Arnav to her uncle and after getting the passes they walked towards where Khushi's Ammuma was waiting for her at the special entry gate.

"Ammuma!"

"You are here dear!" said Khushi's grandmother, Devyani Nair as soon as she heard her granddaughter's voice. She then confusedly looked at the man and the lady standing next to Khushi and then looked at Khushi with her questioning eyes.

"Who are they?"

"Ammuma this is Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada and his sister Anjali Raizada! They are from Delhi and Mr. Raizada owns one of the famous Fashion house in India!" replied Khushi.

Anjali bent down and took Devyani's blessing and Arnav later followed her to do the same.

Khushi then went forth and told Devyani the whole story from her seeing the two of them outside the temple till them accepting her offer of help.

"You did the right by helping them! Come lets all go inside now ... soon the temple will close for the afternoon pooja!" said Devyani.

The four of them started walking towards the entrance. There were security guards at the entrance and they were checking everyone. One of the security guard came towards them and he checked the ladies wallets and then he moved towards Arnav.

"Sir, please shirt uuzhu!"

Arnav did not understand what the man said but he understood that the man was speaking in Malayalam so he looked towards Khushi for a translation.

"Sir, he is asking you to remove your shirt" answered Khushi.

Arnav got perplexed when he heard that.

"What the h**l!"

"Chotte behave! This is a temple!" warned Anjali when she heard him swear.

"But Di why does he want me to remove my shirt for checking? That's ridiculous!"

"No sir, they are not asking you to remove the shirt for checking. In fact, this is the rule of the temple! No men are allowed to wear shirts inside the temple!"said Khushi.

Khushi couldn't stop herself from giggling when she saw Arnav's horrified expressions. Even Anjali and Devyani joined her. They only stopped when they saw Arnav glaring at them.

"This is isn't funny! There is no way I am removing my shirt!"

"But sir, you wont be able to go inside if you don't remove your shirt. It's the rule!"

"To hell with the rule! I am Arnav Singh Raizada and no rule can stop me from doing what I want"said Arnav proudly.

And looking at Arnav's arrogance, Khushi could not stop herself from calling him

"Laad Governor!"

"What did you say?"

"Nothing sir!"

Arnav was sure Khushi said something but he ignored it for now and started arguing with the security guard. People around them had started noticing the small commotion that was happening. It was getting bit awkward for Anjali, Khushi and Devyani since everyone was looking at them. Anjali was getting upset as well looking at her brother's behaviour.

"Chotte don't argue with him. Its ok! We will go back ... you can't expect them to change their rules!"

"But Di ..."

"Enough Chotte ... Let's go!"

She turned towards Khushi and Devyani and said, "Thank you Khushiji for helping ... It was nice to meet you and your Ammuma. We shall take your leave now!"

"Wait Anjaliji!"

Khushi turned towards Arnav and said, "Sir can I please talk to you for a minute in private?"

Arnav just nodded in agreement and started following Khushi while Anjali and Devyani moved to the side to let others who were standing behind them inside the temple.

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Once Khushi and Arnav reached a secluded area near the temple where there were not many people, she started speaking.

"Sir I know I am no one to interfere in your or your sister's matter! However I cant stop myself from saying this. As far as I know, your sister loves you a lot and she prays day and night for your happiness and success. And I am sure you love her too ... Or else a person who does not believe in God would not have left all his work and come down with his sister to visit temples. All these prayers and mannat mean something for your sister and that is the only reason you are here. And when you are already here, just a step away from fulfilling your sister's wish; is it necessary to break her heart for this silly reason? She might not complain but she would definitely be upset if she won't be able to get the darshan! And you know this as well! And you also know the temple rules are not going to change no matter what! Sir, can't you just adjust a bit for your sister? You know my mother always says that smile one can bring on their dear ones face will be their biggest possession! Really ... the happiness you will see on Anjaliji's face if she gets the darshan would be worth more than the deals you make! So before you decide anything, please just think from a brother's perspective and not as the great ASR!"

Khushi closed her eyes and took a deep breath once she was done with her monologue. She did not know where she had got the courage to say all that; all she knew was that she could not stop herself once she started. She looked at Arnav with fear since she was sure he wouldn't have liked her speaking like that to him. She had expected him to be angry with her, but his facial expressions said a complete different story.

Gosh this girl is something' was the only thought that was going through Arnav's mind. He was just amazed by her. He wondered how anyone could talk so seriously yet sound so sweet at the same time. He felt like he was getting more attracted towards her. In fact he was not sure if it was just attraction or something more than that. He could not stop himself from staring at her. Her hazel brown eyes were so expressive. It felt like even her eyes could speak.

Khushi did not know why Arnav kept staring at her. He for sure did not look angry, but he did not look happy either. She did not know what to make of his reaction. She kept looking at him confusedly but his chocolate brown eyes were so mesmerizing that she could not stop herself from looking back at them.

They were so lost in their trance until they heard an elephant trumpeting. They both looked here and there to see where the elephant was. But truth be said, it was their way of escaping from looking at each other.

"The elephant might be inside the temple. Usually elephants are brought inside the temple for all the main poojas."Said Khushi, without looking at Arnav. She continued to say, "We better get going, Anjaliji and Ammuma would be waiting for us. But before you come, please take a decision thinking carefully!"

After saying that Khushi started walking towards Anjali and Devyani hoping Arnav would take the right decision.

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When Khushi reached where Anjali and Devyani were standing, Anjali asked "Khushiji, Where were you? And where is Chotte?"

"He is coming! And you don't worry ... I am sure your wish of taking darshan would be fulfilled!"

"But how?"

Khushi was about to reply back to Anjali, but seeing Anjali looking behind her with a her mouth wide open she stopped herself from saying anything and turned back to see what had shocked Anjali so much. What she saw, made her speechless. Well deep inside she wanted this. But when she saw Arnav walking towards them shirtless, she was spellbound. She had never dreamt she would see Arnav like this. Her heart suddenly went all crazy with the Dhak Dhak. Now she repented for giving him a lecture. In the process of making him agree to remove his shirt and come inside the temple for his sister's happiness, she did not realize then that she would have to prepare herself for the same.

Arnav saw the three women staring at him. One had a satisfied smile on her face, while the other had her mouth open. And the third one was the most interesting one; it looked like she was spellbound and believe it or not, that had brought a boyish grin on his face. Once he stood right in front of them he asked, "What happened?"

"Chotte ... you ... ?" Anjali was so confused. She was literally shocked. She had lost hope and was all ready to go back. But her brother had done something she never expected him to do. It felt like she was dreaming. She could not believe her eyes.

"Am I dreaming?" asked Anjali.

Arnav laughed and replied, "No Di you are not dreaming. Someone made me understand that for a brother, there is nothing worth more than his sister's happiness!"

He looked at Khushi then and smirked when he saw her cheeks turning crimson red. Anjali noticed that and she mentally did a happy jig.

"Wow Khushiji! You did something that even I couldn't have done. Its good to know that even the great Arnav Singh Raizada can be tamed!" Saying that Anjali giggled while Khushi looked here and there, all embarrassed and Arnav just smirked even more seeing that.

"I guess we should get going!"said Arnav and the others nodded back in reply.

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The four of them were now standing in the line to enter the main nadda (entrance) of the temple, which even the VVIPs could not avoid. Fortunately or unfortunately the only unavoidable part of taking darshan in the Guruvayur temple is to get past this main entrance. And as the saying goes, there is no gain if there is no pain. So to get the darshan and blessings from Guruvayurapan (Lord Vishnu), all the devotees had to go through the pushing and pressing of the crowd at this entrance. And the most surprising part was that the senior citizens within the crowd have the most strength to push their way through the crowd. Even Devyani was one of them. She had taken the responsibility to take care of Anjali saying that she was an expert in handling the crowd. In fact the two of them were way ahead in the queue while Arnav and Khushi were still behind trying their best to push their way through.

Arnav could not believe he had got himself stuck in such a situation but if it meant his sister's happiness then he was ready to go through this. But one thing he was sure of was that by the time they come out of the temple after the darshan, his body will be completely bruised; all thanks to the pushing and pressing by the people around them. He looked towards Khushi who was standing next to him. It looked like people were literally squeezing the life out of her. She was not even able to stand properly. A sudden sense of protectiveness came over Arnav and he pushed aside the people who were pushing Khushi and stood right behind her and held his arms around her shoulders and protected her like a cocoon protected a butterfly. Khushi initially stiffened when she felt Arnav's arm going around her but she relaxed as soon as she saw Arnav's comforting eyes. They both kept moving forward in the same posture. Soon they reached near the main entrance and they again pushed their way in to enter.

As soon as they entered, the cold mist air blew across their faces from the misting fan above them. It was like a miraculous refreshment for the tired devotees after all the pushing and pressing.

Khushi rose on her toes to get a glimpse of Lord Vishnu's idol since the crowd in front of her was blocking her view. But as soon as she rose, her head hit Arnav's chin and he winced with pain.

"Oh I am sorry ... I couldn't see the idol so I rose up"said Khushi apologetically.

"Its ok!" Answered Arnav.

Khushi did not rise again thinking it would be best to wait until she reaches in the front. But then an idea rose in her mind and she immediately looked up into the mirror that was hanging from the ceiling. Even Arnav looked up to see what Khushi was looking at and he was left amazed to see the reflection of the idol in the mirror.

The lamps that were lit near and around the idol brightened the face of the idol. The smile on Lord Vishnu's idol was so enchanting that anyone could stand in one place and keep looking at it as long as they wished for. And the flower garlands and the jewellery that was used to ornament the idol just added to the beauty of the idol. The vision looked so magical. Arnav who was not a believer of God was also mesmerized by the vision.

They kept moving forward until they got a clear vision of the idol. Arnav saw Khushi folding her hands in prayer and he also followed suit although he did not know what to pray for. But still he stood there looking at the idol and with his hands folded.

They both stood there until the security asked them to move out so others could take the darshan too.

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When Arnav and Khushi came out of the temple, they saw Anjali and Devyani waiting for them. Anjali moved forward towards them and hugged Khushi tightly.

"Thank you Khushiji! I cant thank you enough for what you have done. If it wasn't for you I would not have been able to get such a nice darshan. I feel so good now! No wonder why people call this temple the adobe of Lord Vishnu ... It really is! Just looking at the idol itself takes away all the worries. Thank you so much!!"

"You don't have to thank me so much Anjaliji! I am glad you got a nice darshan"

"Chotte how was your darshan?"

"It was good Di ... You were right about people's mind being at peace after the darshan! I am glad we came here"

Arnav said the last sentence looking at Khushi. Khushi looked up at him surprised while Anjali smiled widely.

Arnav turned completely towards Khushi and said, "Thanks Khushi! Thanks for helping me bring such a priceless smile on my sister's face! I am seriously very glad to have met you here!"

Khushi just smiled back in return.

"This was such an unexpected meeting? I think we were destined to meet here like this!" interfered Anjali.

"What do you think Ammuma?"asked Anjali looking at Devyani. By now both Anjali and Devyani had become friends and a grandmother and granddaughter relationship had developed between them.

"I agree dear! Whatever God has decided is destined to happen! God would have decided this meet"

"I wonder what else the God has decided about this meet!"said Anjali cheekily while looking at both Arnav and Khushi.

Khushi's cheeks turned red after listening to that while Arnav just smirked.

"I guess we should leave now! I am feeling a bit tired!"said Devyani.

"Yes Ammuma lets leave!" answered Khushi.

She looked towards Arnav and Anjali and said, "It was really nice to meet you both! We shall take your leave now!"

"Same here Khushiji! But this should no be the last time we meet! When you come back to Delhi, let us know! We shall meet then! I would love to meet your parents too!"

"Off course Anjaliji!"

Saying that, they exchanged their numbers and Devyani also invited Arnav and Anjali to their house in Kerala before they leave for Delhi.

The four of them bid farewell. In the hope of meeting each other soon and wondering what this unexpected meeting could lead to.

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Sometimes things occur unexpectedly and that thing becomes luckier and needful for you than the thing you were looking for. That is what serendipity is.

Khushi was Arnav's Serendipity. He was not looking for her. He was not expecting her. But he was lucky to have met her.

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Hey Guys,

How was the OS? Hope you guys liked it! Please do give me your reviews! Would love to hear from you!

I have wanted to write this for a while. Finally got the chance to pen it down.

I have always wondered if any couples have had their first meeting in the Guruvayur temple. That thought has always crossed my mind whenever I visit the temple and see so many people there. The temple is crowded throughout the year and so many people come there from around the world.

That is why I penned this down! Hope I did not bore anyone!

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Author's Note:

Hello again!

Those who don't know me ... I am Pari. I had been away from IF for almost year. But I am back now with my updates.

This note is regarding my other updates.

I had put a few of my works on hold almost a year back! But since I am back I will start updating them soon! The stories that were on hold were -

My Childhood Love

The Unknown Mind

A Love To Die For

I will start reposting/updating My Childhood Love and The Unknown Mind first. And once they are done I will repost A Love To Die For.

I also have a few new FFs that I have started writing ... I will post them subsequently.

New Readers - To get notified about my updates ... Please Send Me a Buddy Request or Drop in a PM or Comment on this post! Old reader you will be notified as usual!

P.S. - This OS was meant to be my come back post but after watching IPKKND Ek Jashn ... I ended up writing a drabble and posted it. Please have a look at that drabble too - Magical Love

Thank you!

Love ❤️ Pari