ArHi FF: Kya pata kahaan hum Chale(Part 25last 112 - Page 32

Very nice update aww so they are going to be friends cant wait to read more continue soon thanks for the pm.

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nycc part..m glad dey r startin over

Excellent. Eagerly waiting to meet Arnav Singh Raizada

Hey, just caught up with all the parts at one go..! And I loved your story dear! Loved the way you have mixed two of my all-time favourite shows here!!!!

Part 15 ' Meet Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada

Khushi looked exasperatedly at Armaan pacing from left to right, while she and Riddhima sat cross legged on the stairs in front of Arizona Grill, tired and worn out.

"Seriously, Ridhimma your darling is driving me crazy! Why did I even agree to come with him?" Khushi groaned, "48 hours duty isn't that long a duty to drive any one crazy but in case of Armaan it seemed to have done the job pretty well!"

"Armaan! Can you please tell us who are we waiting for since the last 15 minutes?" Ridhimma asked leaning against the pillar behind her.

"10 minutes and we are waiting for my friend who is here for a visit, come one girls don't be so dainty!" Armaan screwed his nose.

"Wow, your friend and we have to starve in order to wait for him! Who is he anyways?" Ridhimma was having a hard time controlling her rumbling stomach.

"Well he isn't a friend ' friend, he is the son of one of my father's business friends, I met him quite a few years ago in London when I had gone there for my electives in surgery, I lived with him and we got to know each other quite well! He was also finishing his studies over there and had been there since his O levels, so knew the place like the back of his hands. He was a lot of fun to be with!" Armaan gave a detailed introduction and sat down with them, "Football and bikes were two things we were absolutely crazy about, we used to play football every weekend and took part in numerous late night bike races! Man! Those were the days!" he seemed to be lost in his memories.

"Ridhimma, Armaan has said 'I love you' to you, haina?" Khushi asked putting on a very thoughtful expression on her face and looking carefully at Armaan.

"What?" Armaan and Ridhimma asked in unison.

"No just confirming, getting confused by this nonstop appreciation speech in honor of a friend who refuses to come!" said Khushi totally enjoying the wrathful look Armaan gave her.

"There he is!" Armaan shot up in excitement as they heard a low rumbling sound of a heavy bike approach.

"Wow!" this time Armaan and Khushi said in unison as they both watched the Harley come near with a helmeted, clad in blue denims and a black corduroy light jacket, person with an absolutely lean and chiseled body.

"Oh Khushi's Devi mayyan please I hope Armaan is drooling over the bike and Khsuhi over the guy!" Riddhimaa said loud enough for them to hear and they turned back together and said, "It's not just a Bike! It's a Harley!" in total sync with each other.

Riddhimaa just rolled her eyes at them, she had a good idea of Armaan's fetish for bikes and now Khushi apparently seemed to share that obsession also.

Armaan went forward to meet his friend while Khushi reluctantly lingered behind continuing to watch the bike with amazement. The biker got off and took off his helmet and jacket to reveal a white cotton button down shirt tucked in the jeans casually as he stood with his back to the girls.

"Wow, now that was worth the wait!" Ridhimma said laughing and Khushi agreed, "Yeah," dreamily.

"I am talking about the guy!" Ridhimma clarified, "I am in love with the bike!" sighed Khushi.

And then they both turned around and Khushi stopped breathing as her heart skipped a beat. Walking towards them with his helmet in the crook of his arm and jacket slung over one shoulder was a neat, clean, freshly shaven Arnav Singh Raizada and the strangest thing he was wearing was a smile on his face, not a big one but enough to make him adorably hot!

"hey, girls finally he is here, Arnav meet Ridhimaa, my delimma and Khushi, my buddy! And girls meet Arnav Singh Raizada," Armaan introduced them as if they were meeting for the first time and Khushi just looked at him perplexed while she absentmindedly shook hands with him. Her mind was so busy trying to figure out what was happening that she didn't notice the few seconds extra that Arnav took to let her hand go and that too with a lingering caress on her palm.

"Hi," said Arnav in his amazingly husky voice that always made Khushi miss a beat and catch her breath for a couple of seconds.

"Let's go in my extremely hungry ladies," Armaan led Ridhimaa holding her by the elbow and let Khushi and Arnav follow. Then it was Arnav who opened the door for her and pulled out a chair for her while Armaan was busy tending to his dilemma totally absorbed with the task.

Khushi was totally bewildered with Armaan's incensing nonchalance to the whole situation and Arnav's apparent loss of memory. For a while, all she could do was stare right ahead at nothing when Arnav cleared his throat and said, "it is always good to meet people for the first time in different circumstances," he said emphasizing on the last word that rang a bell in Khushi's mind and she remembered the last conversation she had with him. Her eyes widened into saucers and a smile threatened to break through on her lips as her heart flipped flopped at the effort he had put in to start from scratch.

Arnav sighed with relief inwardly as he saw realization dawn on Khushi's face. He had decided to meet her as Armaan's friend, as they had struck an easy comradeship back in London quite a few years ago. He had been finishing his Masters in Business Administration with two majors, while Armaan had come for a couple of months for an internship and they had come to know each other quite well but didn't have the opportunity to meet again.

"Let's order people," Armaan said finally becoming a part of the group.

While they waited, Armaan and Arnav shared quite a few escapades they had in London together while they had taken part in the Saturday night bike races, sneaking out in the middle of the night and coming back just before dawn. She came to know so many things about Arnav that she otherwise might not have even dreamed of. Like his love for football, and that he had played for his college throughout his college years and had wanted to go pro but was forbidden to do so by his father. The fact that he had managed to keep a decent G.P.A of 3.9 along with the game and helping his father in his business to keep him silent about football was commendable.

"Hey, remember that night, when that amazingly long legged blonde had literally thrown herself at you!" Armaan got lost in storytelling to the annoyance of Arnav who choked on his drink as Armaan went on to tell how Arnav had played along so that she'll stop clinging on to him.

"Oh and what about the Mexican beauty who had given you her number on your chest?" Arnav shot back at Armaan who came back to his senses as he stole a glance at Ridhimaa and sighed with relief when he saw her smiling.

"Then it all came to an end when we got caught and put behind the bars by the Police, we had to call Arnav's dad to bail us out for Aunty was out of town! If only she had been there!" sighed Armaan as if it had happened just a few days ago and he hadn't recovered from the loss.

"Then all we had left with us in the name of entertainment was football!" Arnav continued. Khushi was amazed to hear Arnav talk animatedly about football, not only about the games he played but he was running down stats on international players as if he was going through his financial statements.

Throughout Khushi had tried to visulaise Arnav in a bikers' race or playing football but all she could manage was Arnav running around the field in his suits while Aman followed him following his instruction and playing foot ball for him. A couple of times she almost laughed out loud at her own imagimation.

Pretty soon they were done with the brunch and walked out, Armaan with Ridhimma and Khushi automatically with Arnav. They went all the way up to the bike and Khushi couldn't resist but run her hand along the seat of Arnav's Harley. Her gaze was transfixed on it and involuntarily she sat down to inspect closely.

"Classical Harley Fat Boy lo! Air cooled twin cam engine, six speed cruise drive transmission'." Khushi spoke in an awed tone completely besotted by the bike, totally oblivious to the amazed look Arnav gave her on her familiarity with bikes and that too Harleys! He looked away to smile broadly, thinking, "Now that's my girl!"

"Would you care for a ride?" Arnav asked with bated breath, the thought of her behind him was kind of exciting; however, she didn't relent and told that she was late for her job.

Giving one last look, she turned to hail an auto and go away.

That night, Khushi couldn't resist calling up Arnav. After dialing and canceling the call for at least 10 times, she finally let the call go through and waited for him to answer.

"Hey Hi!" she heard Arnav say as her throat went dry, coughing and clearing her throat she tried and managed a small, "Hi!"

On the other hand Arnav just smiled waiting for her to continue, "So' football and bikes?" Khushi asked.

"Hmm before I became ASR for almost everyone around me, football and bikes were there!" he told Khushi, "but that does not define me, ok?" he finished.

"Oook, will wait to get the complete definition," Khushi smiled.

"oh but Khushi Kumari Gupta, you and bikes, now that's what is truly front page news! I thought you were just into scooters," Arnav asked her.

"Well, you haven't really met Khushi, wait till you meet her next time!" Khushi ended the call.

Also, is the background music playing at all?

great part loved it pls continue soon

Absolutely loved the update!!!!!!!! Fantastico