Hi guys!
I don't read much fan fiction...mostly OS's that too I have started now only (which has actually inspired me to try my hands on this) so I'm hoping that the main idea of this SS has not already been used in another story. Please forgive me if it has been. If any situation has already been used in another fan fiction, it is purely coincidental. If anyone finds any similarity in the story with some other work please let me know. I'll be thankful to you.
Part 1:
Arnav Singh Raizaada steps out from his restroom and sits on his big, comfortable bed.
"Aah, home at last," he sighs. He touches the bedsheet (which had been changed to a single one by the servants instead of two different colored as per Khushi's idea). He was feeling at ease on his own bed which he had been missing for a long time now.. and regretting his decision to sleep on the recliner and then on her creaking bed at her house.
"Now I'm sleeping here, that's final!" he decides and closes his eyes, lying down to sleep before she would come. As he stretches downwards, one of his feet threw something off the bed onto the floor.
"What the hell?" His eyes flew open and he gets up to see what it is. Khushi's colorful handbag lay on the floor. He rolls his eyes but stoops down to pick it up all the same.
"Khushi Kumari Gupta'always in the way!" He throws it on the bed next to him. The only button of the bag was opened and something pink was peeping out of it. He quickly glances at the closed bedroom door and back to the bag. After blinking at it twice, he pulls the pink thing out of the bag out of plain curiosity. It was a notebook. He looks at the door again.
"What if she comes and sees me? Whatever'I can't miss a chance like this!" And he flung it open. On the first page shone the words Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, the latter two added with another colored ink.
"Yeah, right! I know how much you care for this surname 'As if!" He flips it open to find a few recipes of Indian food, A shopping list, A list of songs for Payal's sangeet, 100 ways to make Laad Governor.. "WHAT the f?" He reads it again 100 ways to make Laad Governor throw me out of this contract marriage. He sits up, fuming and curious at the same time, not sleeping anymore. He reads down the list.
"Oh! So all those silly antics were pre-planned?" He smiles reading each and remembering their outcomes, the last one being the trip to Lakshmi Nagar.
"Grow up, Khushi!" He turns another page something written without a heading.
Arnav looks at the door yet again..she'll be coming anytime now, done with socializing with the ladies of the hous...he frowns but brings the notebook closer to read quickly.
"Ho tohra saajan aayo tore desh
Badli badra badla saavan
Badla jag ne bhes re
Tohra saajan ayo tore desh (from the song Bahaara- I hate love stories)
Devi Mayaan, yeh gaana baar baar humare kaan main goonj raha hai! Ab aap hi kuch kar sakti hain...Humain to kuch samajh nahin aa raha...Kya soch kar aye they aur kya..."
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