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"Kaho Na Pyar Hain"

Floating on the cool breezy air, flying like a butterfly Prachi lands on Shabirs muscular strong arms. Who stood below her balcony, her weight didn't pull him down as he stood still without bending a knee. He had one of his arms around her back and the other under her knee. He looked directly at her creamy face, which hardly had any makeup on, her juicy lips stood out from her other features as it was bright red just like freshly picked strawberries.

Still in the same position, Prachi gradually opens her eyes to see Shabir, a darker skinned, handsome face staring at her beauty.

The wind showers its blessing on them causing a box of confetti which was put on top of her balcony railing to fall. The little multi coloured bits of confetti covered them in its essence, making their face shine in the colours of the rainbow.

This rainbow came after a big storm in Shabir's life, so he was lost in her deep brown eyes, he stares at her like an hungry eagle looking for food.

Prachi's i phone 4s drops out of her delicate hand on to the hard black tarmaced floor, playing an mp3.

"Girta sa jarna hain ishq koi... Uta sa kalmaa hain ishq koi.."

The music plays on a loop, matching the scenario caused by the flying beauty and the handsome prince.

God doesn't stops playing his games here, as the speedy wind now blows the long lilac silky drapes to fall from the balcony onto them. It covers them head to toe making them look like a gigantic cocoon.

Inside the drape, it had become dark and Shabir can no longer see the cause of his hypnotic state. His arms start to feel empty. He quickly moves the lilac drape off his face and his thirsty eyes searches for her around the green fields but she was no where to be seen.

Prachi reaches inside the house, she was thankful to Shabir for saving her life but didn't know how to say it so she sneakly came out of his arms and enters her house through the main door forgetting to close it in the hurry.

"So zindagi ko kabhi shikayat ki mokha na mile" says Gurmeet coming down the stairs answering Prachi's question that she was asking her self.

"Ding Dong" "Ding Dong" Dhrasti rings the bell standing besides Shabir.

"Nakul, open the door" says Gurmeet to his servant.

Nakul has his hands full, he reaches the kitchen to put away the tray delaying him to open the door.

"Ding Dong" "Ding Dong" Dhrasti rings again. "Yeh lo, itna bara mansion, aur ek bhi naukar nahi darwaza kolne ke liye" she exclaims pushing the door.

She finds the door is open, "Sir, main andaar jahti hoon.. Aap dhekiye dadaji aur Kushaal sir kaha hain" she happily said as she was eager to enter this paradise.

Dhrashti enters the mansion and is awe struck by its magnitude. It was decorated with top ranged furniture, it had the best interiors, the house was fit for a princess.

Dhrashti's wide open eyes that were gawking at the beauty that surrounded her catched the glimpse of a man in a white shirt and black trousers, he was in the dining area and he had a silver tray in his hands and she could faintly hear him throwing orders at the other men who were present dressed in exactly the same coloured clothes, black trousers and a white shirt.

She hated this slave who seemed as if he was the leader, "Yeh dheko darwaza nahin kholtha yeh naukar aur order de raha hain jaise koi mahal ka shezaada hain". She walked across to this servant, only his back was visible to her. She stood behind him and knocked his back repeatedly like he was a wooden door ready to be opened.

The man turned himself towards Dhrashti and he was baffled. Without realising the man had turned, Dhrashti continued knocking on his chest. The man got a hold of her arms he shouted "TUM!". Dhrashti looked up, her jaws dropped down, her eyes were rolling, her knees weakened "AAP!" Was all she could manage to say, her arms still in his grasp and his eyes giving her a deadly look.

The man Dhrashti mistaked as the servant was infact Gurmeet. She became fierce and thought this was the opportunity to seek revenge for her insult at his office yesterday. With great force she tries pulling her hands out of his grip, but Gurmeet's toned arms were like a lock without keys. With her pulling his grip became stronger, Gurmeet pulled her more closer to himself and unfortunately slipped on the banana skin that lay on the floor which Nakul the servant forgot to clear up. Gurmeet slipped and fell on the hard table luckily it was clear of all cutlery, Dhrashti landed on top of Gurmeet as his hold on her arms were still tight.

Dhrashti layed on top of Gurmeet and she fitted in his arms like a lost jigsaw piece. Their hands were locked together just like their destiny has started to tangle them together.

Dhrashti struggled to get off Gurmeet which she was finding difficult as he was still holding onto her. Her braided her also got stuck in his opened shirt buttons like a snake wrapping around him. Still laying on the table she shouted at him "mujhe choroge ya main chilao!". This angered Gurmeet "nahin chodta' Kya karogi??" He exclaimed. He held onto her more tightly bringing her in more closer to himself. Dhrashti opened her mouth to scream but Gurmeet pushed his free hands across her mouth, silencing her. They stared at each other with eyes spitting fire forgetting they were still on top of the table.

Barun walks down the stairs, he was ready to greet the guests when suddenly his eyes fell at the dining table. He blinked twice just to make sure if that really was his brother who was laying beneath a woman, "what the'" He muttered in total shock.

Meanwhile the guests had arrived. Shabir walks in with his brother Kushaal and his jolly dadaji through the already opened door. Kushaal scanned the whole house and his eyes were diverted to the couple romancing on top of the table"yaha kaha le kar agaye mujhe Bade' Yaha tho dirty picture ka shooting chal raha hain" screamed Kushaal dramatically.

Hearing the scream Gurmeet jumped off the table pulling Dhrashti along with him. He made his way with Dhrashti to the living area where the guests stood. Barun also trailed behind his brother.

"yeh rickshawala yaha kaise pauch gaya bhai" said Shabir laughing holding onto his stomach. "Rickshawala??" Said the dadaji confused. "Haan dadaji yeh saab tho rickshaw chalate chalate kahi pe bhi pauch jaate hain" laughed Shabir again this time Kushaal also joined in the laughter. Dhrasti laughs at Shabir's joke as it is very funny but she knows that Gurmeet is no rickshawala.

Gurmeet clenched his fists in anger, Barun was also furious. Barun shouted befoe Gurmeet could "CHUP! Yaha koi comedy circus nahi chal raha jo tum log hase ja rahe ho!".

The laughter stopped and everyone turned to look at Barun, "yeh koi rickshawale nahin, yeh India ke top businessman Gurmeet Sobti Chaudry hain, jiski ghar main kare ho uski izzat karna sikko" screamed Barun with pride not being able to take any humiliation of his brother. Gurmeet stood proud as Barun defended him.

Shabir smiled to himself and realised his mistake, this man was no rickshawala he was infact the owner of Vikram Constructions who he had a meeting with that day. Dhrasti came and stood by Shabir "sorry sir woh main bathana bhool gayi us din' Yahi malik hai" she stuttered.

Shabir came and stood by Gurmeet "gustaki maaf kardo bhai" he chirped happily embracing Gurmeet in a bear hug. Gurmeet also hugged him back and asked "aap yaha kaise". Shabir stated "woh main apne bhai ki baraat lekar ayaa hoon" pointing at Kushaal.

Gurmeet looked at Kushaal and happiness spread on his face. This was the groom he had chosen for his sister Prachi "perfect!" he whispered.

Daadi entered the living area and smiled seeing Shabir's dadaji. "Dhanush tum!" She said excitedly. "Haan Savitri main" smiled the dadaji. Both elders sat down with everyone on the leather settee and remembered their yester years in college when they were best friends. "Yeh tho kamaal ho gaya, humaari barso ki yaarana rishte me badal jayegi Savitri" beamed the dadaji. "What the'" Muttered Barun at this filmy situation.

Shabir looked around restlessly for the girl who will fulfill his dream of becoming his brother's wife. Daadi looked at Kushaal and smiled, "tho beta tum kya karte ho?" Kushaal happily replied "main college jataa hoon". Barun intervened "kaunsi college?" "DKD MahaDev College" said Kushaal.

Barun:"Maine tho tumhe nahi dheka, main wohi jaata hoon"

Kushaal:"maine bhi tumhe nahi dheka aur main bhi wohi jaata hoon"

Dadaji butted in "naya hain beta Barun kal se start kiya hai Kushaal ne". "Hmmm" barun whimpered. Shabir happily said "larki ko bula bhi do daadi!" "Haan beta bulaati hoon" said daadi indicating Nakul to get Prachi.

Dhrashti smiled at Daadi and Daadi said "tumko nahi pehchaana beta tumhara naam kya hain?"

Before Dhrashti could speak Daadaji said "yeh Dhrashti hain, humaare office main kaam karthi hain, bahut hi pyaari bachi hain, jaha bhi jaathi hain kushiya pehlaati hain". Daadi smile whole heartedly at Dhrashti whilst Dhrasti grinned happily at her praises, Gurmeet thinks to himself "yeh larki afaad ki pudiya hain, khusiya khaak pehlayegi, yeh tho atom bomb hain jab phategi sab ko ura degi". Barun was getting bored "shaadi ke liye aye hain aur kya se kya bathien kar rahe hain, chup chap deal pakka kar ke jaate kyun nahin" he muttered.

Prachi came down the stairs dressed in a violet saree, she had simple jewellery that adorned her neck and ears. She reached the living area and greeted the elderly man.

Gurmeet said "Prachi yeh Kushaal hain, joh larka hum sab ne tumhaare liye pasand kiya hain". Prachi stood their numb, she was shocked at this news whilst Shabir sat there as if he was struck by a lightening as soon as he set his eyes on Prachi. "Yeh tho woh giri hui larki hain'."He thought to himself and straight away he mentally kicked himself "giri hui nahin! pyaari hain' lekin gir gayi thi bechaari".

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Very well written, love gurmeet and drashtis part...hate the part were kushal is chosen to marry prachi

omg!dat was infact a shock...!

Well written
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Lovely upadte...

loved the GURTI part

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