After hurrying to the airport through all the various gates and all the stops, she made it through to the last gate. After a lot of running, she found her seat and she dosed off immediately as the plane took off to her dream destination.
Paris, France 11 am.
"Welcome To Paris"
Mohini Rubbed her eyes, as the flight attendant announced that they will soon be reaching their destination. She looked out of the plane window, and a beautiful view met her eyes. She freshened up, fixed her hair, make up and what not before she eagerly departed the plane, quickly making her way to the immigration counter, which proved to be hard in her silhouette heels.
As she came out of the airport with her luggage, she took out her phone from the bag. As she began making some calls, no one was available. So she left all her friends a voice message saying, "This is Mohini, and I can't seem to find my tour guide anywhere."
As she recorded her voice message a girl came up to her and kept staring at her. She had long hair, curling the end, wearing a formal attire, and looked at her from top to toe. She looked weirdly which was when she asked,
Strange Girl: "Are you Mohini"?
Mohini was surprised at first. Who could possibly know who she was? After coming over her surprise, she replied.
Mohini: Yes! I'm Mohini and you are?
Strange Girl (starts speaking very fast and some portions even in french): Thank God! I was wondering where you were, Ms. Mohini. The party has already started and everyone is probably there. I'll call Mr. Manish Malhotra to have your outfit ready. So you'll just change and head to the party. You were supposed to be here yesterday. We have so much to do before we reach there. Oh god, my boss will kill me. Why did I volunteer for this, I know how demanding celebrities are?
Mohini: Huh?
Strange Girl: Hey, I'm Pooja, but please call me Pooh. Everyone does, whether they like it or not. I'm the personal assistant of the host for the event today, in association with the Happy New Year promotion. There was a last minute emergency so I volunteered to take care of Ms. Mohini, which means you. Anyway, let's get moving. (as she kept speaking, Mohini didn't stand a chance, she couldn't utter much.
Mohini: Umm, Okay Poo. Its nice...
Pooja: Pooh! My name is POOH! Oh who am I kidding, what more can I expect from celebrities.
Mohini: No, I didn't..
Pooh: Come along, we have a long night ahead of us. And I'm very punctual.
(Mohini looks at Pooja as she keeps on talking, wondering which planet is she from)
Pooja didn't allow Mohini to speak as she kept talking about the party only, nonstop.
Few hours later.
The Event.
As she stood at the entrance of this 5-star hotel, all Mohini could think of was the fact that she was wearing a designer sari by Manish Malhotra, with heavy work, and complimentary jewellery, looking no less than perfection. She thought as to what was happening! As she reached the door, she wondered if she should walk in or perhaps run away? After all the devil.. ermm Pooh wasn't there. But just as she thought of turning, there she was.
Pooja: Oh, there you are. Come in, the event has already started.
She dragged Mohini in, and then left her for some work of her own.
As Mohini entered, all she saw was hundreds of pictures of Shahrukh Khan and Kajol Devgn as DDLJ was celebrating its 1000th week. The atmosphere suddenly changed for her as she remembered the first time she fell in love with this couple. Their chemistry, their brilliant acting, Ah! The love never stops. She stood for a good amount of time, going down the lane of DDLJ.
After openly staring at the various posters, she felt thirsty and called for the waiter, and two waiters came instead of one leaving her stunned.
Special Agent DiNizzo: What can I offer you to drink, ma'am?
Special Agent Gibbs: Alcohol or Non-alcoholic.
Mohini felt like she was dreaming, what was happening? NCIS agents here? She thought as she took the non-alcoholic beverage as she kept looking at both the agents, feeling immense joy.
Ms.Mohini! - Pooja shouted.
Mohini then turn to find Pooh behind her. And all her joy went away.
Pooja: Please come this way. You have guests to meet.
She followed Pooja, but then stopped when she heard a couple saying that they are Mr. & Mrs. Bhalla. Mohini's eyes widened when she heard "Bhalla", and thought of Raman Kumar and Ishita Bhalla.
Mohini tries to peek over the guard and she saw that it was them. She immediately looked around if she was dreaming about this, or if it was true. She walked to the entrance, where they seem to have a problem.
Mohini: Raman Kumar Bhalla and Ishita Bhalla?
Ishita Bhalla : Thank god you know us. Now tell this guard to allow us inside. There's been a mistake in the invitation list, and he won't let us come in.
Mohini: Allow them inside, please. I know who they are.
They both gave Mohini a hug, thanking her for her gesture. They chatted for a while, wishing her a happy birthday as well and moved on to greet other guests.
As they left, Mohini called for the waiter again.
Special Agent David: Alcoholic or Non Alcoholic.
Mohini: Non-al...You know what Alcoholic.
Alcohol was probably the best thing Mohini needed right now, to understand what was really going on.
Mrs.Dheer: Go slow darling!
Mohini (in a high state): Are you Kratika Sengar Dheer?
Kratika: Yes! I am.
Mohini: Pinch Me Please! This cannot be true.
(Kratika did what was been told)
Mohini: Ouch! Not so hard. OMG.. its you.. you're Kratika Sengar. I'm a huge fan.. I love you and..
Kratika: And you are? She asked smiling.
Mohini: I'm Moh..
Pooja enters.
Pooja: Nobody. You aren't the Mohini who's supposed to be here. Who are you?
Mohini: Mohini? I guess.
Pooja: You're lying!
Mohini: Hey, I'm not lying, I am Mohini, and I didn't come here by myself, YOU brought me here.
Pooja: Security! Get this Mohini out of here. I don't who she is.
Mohini: Oh.. I can walk out myself, Thank you very much!
Pooja: How dare you?
Security arrived as Mohini walked away, in half her senses. Wearing stiletto heels, she trips and as she's about to fall on the floor, someone catches her. Closing her eyes in the fear of falling, she soon realizes that she was hanging in thin air, in a strong grip. She slowly opened her eyes and all she could see was Gurmeet Choudhary.. holding her tightly in his arms.
Gurmeet: Are you okay?
Mohini: Now I am.
(And she smiled a little before she dosed off in his arm, thanking Pooja, Amanda, Fatima and Shikha and...for making this birthday truly memorable for her)
Edited by .SilentPrincess - 11 years ago
Arjun
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