FF: Destiny, Fate & Love (MG, Arhi, SG, MN, VM)

Destiny Fate and Love

This story is about My All Time Favourite Couple Maan and Geet, My Current Favourite Couple Arnav and Khushi, My New Favourite Couple Virat and Maanvi and Our Usual MJHT Couples Nupur and Mayank, Gunjan and Samrat.

In these stories, the backgrounds of the leads are as same as the show. Only there are few changes and their stories will be different. For Example, Geet is from Hoshiarpur but she has not faced the Fake marriage ordeal. Arnav and Khushi have not met each other yet. Maanvi has not met any of the Vadhera Family members even though Viren and Jeevika are married. Nupur went to Mumbai alone. Gunjan did not go with her. And Shocking News: - Mayank and Samrat are best friends. As you read the story you will find the changes. Many things will be explained in first chapter itself. But if you want you can ask for explanations.

INDEX:

Prologue - Below

Chapter 1 - A Tale of Seven Cities - Next Post

PROLOGUE

This story is about

A girl's fight for her life and a guy's fight for his love

A guy's love for his girl and a girl's sacrifice for her family

A girl's fight to move on and a guy's confusion between his love and his future

A guy pursuing his girl and a girl running away from love

A guy stuck between love and family and a girl ready to do anything for her sister's happiness.

This story is about Destiny, Fate and Love.

CHAPTER 1. A TALE OF SEVEN CITIES

First City - Hoshiarpur

(Somewhere in the city)

A young girl sat on the floor with her face on her knees. She clutched her knees tightly while drops of tears flowed out of her eyes non stop. She slowly raised her face and glanced around. The room was totally dark except some light coming from the window high up in the wall. She stared at her hands in despair. Her hands were marred with scars, some old and some new. She knew that if someone looked they would find such scars all on her body. She thought; these scars will fade away but what about the scars on her soul. Will they ever go away? Will she always be stuck in this four walled prison? Will anybody help her, save her? Will she never be free? At this thought her tears started flowing again.

She stared at her hands for few more minutes when she noticed a scar on her wrist. She received it by accident when she was small while playing with her cousins. Suddenly a thought stuck her. Her Cousins! They would help her. All she has to do is contact them. She suddenly felt happy and her shouldered straightened up. She will be saved. Then another thought stuck her and her shoulder stumped in defeat. But to be saved, she would have to contact them. And to contact them she has to get out of this prison. How will she do that?

But then she realized that she has to fight, fight for justice, fight for her freedom. She again straightened up her shoulders and determined looked up. "Hey Babaji! Mujhe raasta dikhaao ke main yahaan se nikal sakoon.", she mumbled. She looked at the scar on her wrist and said out loud, "Veere, Geet Handa aa rahi hain tere paas. Geet ka intezaar karna."

Second City - Delhi

(Khurana Mansion)

Maan Singh Khurana walked down the steps of the mansion towards the dining table but slowed down as he noticed the three occupants smiling at him politely. Maan Bete! Daal mein kuch kaala hai, Dadima toh har waqt muskurati hain par Dev aur Naintara ka smile karna, kuch to gadbad hain! Maan thought. As he sat down on his seat, his Dadima started serving him his breakfast. Maan's eyebrows rose on their accord as he noticed this new development. Mujhe parosa jaa raha hain; Ab toh such mein kuch gadbad hain, Maan realized. As if on cue, Naintara opened her mouth, "Dadima, kal aapke dost who Priya Sanyal ke ghar mein kuch function haina?", she asked very sweetly. And Maan realized the plan. Someway or other he was going to be dragged to the function where he will be introduced to some girls for the sake of his marriage. He realized that he has to something and that also fast. Before Dadima could reply back, he started speaking, "Dadima, kalse yaad aaya, kal mera urgent meeting hain Office mein toh main shayad kal raat ko 11 se pehle ghar nahi pahunchoonga." He delivered his blow while smiling at his sister-in-law as if saying I know what you are planning and I won't let you succeed. His Dadima visibly deflated. Maan thought, Inke reaction se toh koi yahi sochega ki maine sanyaasi banne ka faisla liya hain. He shook his head. His Dadima should have been a theatre actress. Just when he had thought that he had won the round, his younger brother opened his mouth. "But Bro, us meeting ke liye to main bhi jaa sakta hoon". Maan glared at his brother. Traitor! He thought while Dadima and Naintara beamed at him as if Dev had handed them a Kohinoor Heera. But Maan Smirked, he was not known as one of the best businessman of Delhi just like that. He Replied, "Lekin tum meeting main gaye toh site pe kaun jayega. Main chaahta hoon ki tum site par ek nazar ghooma do, to be on safer side." Dev meekly nodded while Naintara and Dadima huffed at another plan being flopped. Maan wished them all goodbye and walked out to his car. As he sat in his car, he got a call. He smiled and picked it up. "Haan Arnav, bolo." Arnav as in Arnav Singh Raizada smiled at his reflection on the mirror while talking on Bluetooth and righting his tie with his hands.

Arnav: Bus, Haan Bolo. Na Good Morning, Naahi Hello. Is everything alright?

Maan: Kuch nahi yaar! 3 Musketeers ne phirse meri shadi ka plan kiya. Unse bachke aa raha hoon.

Arnav: Toh Shaadi Karlona! Problem kya hai?

Maan: Itna bol rahe ho! Tum kyon nahi karlete?

Arnav: Meri shaadi toh tum bhool jaao! Mujhe na Shaadi pe vishwas hai na Pyaar pe. Par tumhe toh vishwas hain. Toh Problem Kya hai?

Maan: Shaadi se problem nahi hain par ladkiyon se hain. Sab mere paise se shaadi karna chaahti hain, mujhse nahi. Koi Maan se shaadi kare, Maan Singh Khurana se nahi.

Arnav: Aisi Ladki milna Mushkil hai.

Maan: Maan Singh Khurana ke liye kuch bhi mushkil nahi. Accha! Phone rakhta hoon. Phursat mein milenge. Nani, Mama Mami Ko namaste kehna. Aur Akash, Anjali Di aur Shyam Jiju ko Hi!

Arnav: Ya, Okay! Bye Take care.

Maan smiled and wished that there was someone who would teach Arnav what love truly was. And hoped there was someone who would love him as Maan.

(At Shantivan)

Arnav smirked at his reflection and walked down to have his breakfast. As soon as he sat on his seat, he noticed his Nani showing her thumbs up to Anjali Di and realized what Maan meant by "Unse bachke aa raha hoon" He waited for the drama to begin. Anjali smiled at Shyam and turned towards her Chote. "Chote, hum soch rahe the ke tumhein toh Shaadi nahi karni toh kyun na hum Akash ki Shaadi karaade." Mami straightened her back the moment her son's marriage was mentioned. Everyone sitting around the table very well knew how much Mami wanted a bahu for her son. But Nani had refused stating that Arnav was the eldest in line to get married. Arnav glanced from his Nani to his Di and realized their plan. Afterall he was Maan's best friend. The plan was simple; they expected him to revolt because they thought he wanted to get married but was just not happy with their choice of brides. They didn't know that if it was upto him he would remain bachelor his whole life. Arnav finished his juice and delivered his blow. "Aapne sahi socha hain Di. Akash ke liye aap ladki dekhna shuru kijiye." While saying this he got up from his place and shouting "Chalo Akash" he walked towards his SUV.

On the breakfast table, Shyam tried to cheer up his pregnant wife. Keyword, tried. "Rani sahiba, aap toh sale sahib ko jaanti hain na, who aise hi hain. Aap fikar mat kijiye, sab theek hojayega." But Anjali was not in mood of cheering up. Her Chote was not at all ready to get married. Mama piped up, "Par u ladki ka kaa jon humne Arnav bitwa ke liye Lucknow ma Dhoond rakhi hai?" Mami, worried for her son, cut in "Hello Hi Bye Bye! Woh Girl hum Akash ko dikhai denge, What you say, Sasuma?" Nani nodded her head, "Manorama Sahi keh rahi hain. Hum aaj hi Lucknow ki Kothi tayyar karwa det hain. Anjali Bitiya, tum uu ladki waalon ko bataa karo ki Akash ke rishte ke liye hum sabhai aawat hain."Anjali nodded her head solemnly, still miffed that her Chote was not getting married. She closed her eyes and prayed to Devi Ma, "Hey Devi Ma, Hamare Chote ke Zindagi mein ek aisi ladki bhejo jise dekhte hi who uska ho jaye. Ma, Mere Chote ki black and white zindagi ko colourful kardo. Usmein Khushi bhar do."

Third City - Lucknow

(Khushi's House)

"Arrey, Oh Sanka Devi!", a voice roared throughout the house of Mr. Shashi Gupta, who fortunately was not in the house. But unfortunate were the members of the house, a certain Mrs. Garima Gupta and a beautiful Miss. Payal Kumari Gupta who visibly reacted by closing their ears with their hands while praying to Devi Maiyya to save the so called Sanka Devi. And the Sanka Devi in Question, a certain Miss. Khushi Kumari Gupta reacted by turning around huffing a bit and questioning her Devi Maiyya why had this darling Bua decided to visit her Shashi Babua now, and went back to her work. The mother - daughter duo, Garima and Payal slowly poked their heads into kitchen, had a look around, shook their head and turned back to their work, while a confused Bua looked around the kitchen counter which was littered with nothing but Jalebis and noticed that the Parmeshwari had actually gone on to make more Jalebis. "Arrey, Oh Titaliya, Ee Sab Jalebi! Ka Hua? Ab kisne tori Sanak Khiska di?" questioned Bua to which Khushi huffed and replied, "Arrey Buaji! Hum kya hamesha ghusse mein hi Jalebi banaye kya? Khushi mein nahi bana sakti?" Bua looked confused, "Khushi, Kaunsi Khushi ki baat kar rahi ho Titaliya?" Enquired Bua. Khushi turned around, hugged her bua and spoke, "Jiji ko dekhne ladkewale aa rahe hain, is Khushi mein hum jalebi bana rahe hain." Bua shook her head and told her, "Par bitiya rishta toh ho jaane do." Bua turned around and walked towards the living room and Khushi followed her. Khushi directly went to her sister pulled her up and made her stand in front of Bua and said, "Kyon rishta nahi hoga? Hamaari jiji mein kami kya hai jo woh unhe manaa karde? Dekhna jiji ko dekhte hi who jhat se haan kardenge." Saying Khushi hugged her sister and sang, "Meri pyari beheniya banegi Dulhaniya" to which Payal blushed and ran away to her room and Garima laughed softly.

This was the scene to which Shashi Gupta returned, his sister holding her head, his wife laughing softly, his elder daughter Payal blushing and his younger daughter Khushi giggling and fooling around. He still remembered the day Khushi had come into his house. Khushi's father Arvind Pandey and mother Shobha Pandey had died in a car accident when she was 8 years old and Khushi was to go to Morena to her Mother's Sister Suhasini Bhushan's house. But Suhasini and Shashi Bhushan already had two daughters - Nupur and Gunjan and were also facing money problems. And that is when Shobha's Best friend Garima had stepped in. As Garima and Shashi Gupta had only one daughter, they decided to adopt Khushi. Shashi fell in love with sweet little Khushi after meeting her first time. Even though Bua took time to adjust with her, later on she also fell in love in Khushi. After two three years, Suhasini died due to cancer, amd left Nupur and Gunjan motherless. Again Garima stepped in and gave both the girls a mother's love. Pretty soon Garima became Amma to four daughters - Eldest in line simple and mature Payal, Second in line Chatpati and Dreamy Nupur, Second youngest Quiet and peace loving Gunjan and Youngest of all Full of fun and crazy ideas Khushi.

Shashi was stopped from reminicising by Khushi who went came running towards holding the Jalebis. "Bauji, hum yeh sab Jalebian Mohalle mein baant aate hain. Waisi bhi sabko pata chalna chahiye ki hamaari jiji ke liye Dilli se Rajkumar ka rishta aa raha hain." Khushi practically shouted. Shashi smiled and replied, " Who sab toh theek hain bitiya par kya tumne apni behenon ko ee baat batayi hain? Nupur, Gunjan aur Shashi ka bhi haq banta hain yeh khabar jaanneka." Khushi slapped her forehead and replied, "Hey Devi Maiyya! Humme laga tha ki hum kuch bhool rahe hain. Hum abhi unse baat karte hain." Khushi did an about turn and ran towards the phone. She picked it up and dialed the number. After two rings the phone was picked up. Khushi spoke, "Hello, hum Khushi bol rahe hain." To which she got the reply, "Haan Khushi, mein Gunjan bol rahi hoon. Bolo kaisi ho? Ghar mein sab theek to hain na? Mausaji theek to hai na?"

Khushi: Haan Baba, sab theek hain. Aap chinta mat kijiye. Hum aap sab se ek khush khabri dena chahte hain. Payal jiji ko lene Delhi ke shehjaade aa rahe hain.

Gunjan: Kya? Shehjaade? Tum kya bol rahi ho Khushi? Mujhe kuch samajh nahi aa raha tum kya bol rahi ho.

Khushi: Hey Devi Maiyya! Humara matlab hain ki Jiji ke liye Dilli se rishta aa raha hain.

Gunjan: Kya? Yeh toh Bahut acchi khabar hai. Mujhe vishwas nahi ho raha hain. Payal jiji ki Shaadi! Abhi toh hum dono 8 saal ki thi aur woh 12 saal ki aur main aap sab se pehli baar mili thi. Aur ab unki shaadi ho jayegi. Woh hum sab ko chod ke chale jaayenge.

Khushi suddenly realized that her sister will leave her and she visibly deflated.

Khushi: Haan! Ab jiji chali jayengi aur phir Nupur di ki baari aayegi.

Gunjan also became sad as she realized that both di and jiji will leave them and they will be alone soon. In an effort to cheer Khushi up, Gunjan spoke, " Tumhein yaad hai Khushi kaise tum aur di mujhe satate the?"

Khushi: Haan! Aur aap roti hui Jiji ke paas jaati thi. Aur woh humein aur di ko kitna daant ti thi. Aap toh jaise Payal jiji ki Parchhaayi thi.

Gunjan: Aur tum Nupur ki. Aaj bhi Nupur di ko sab se acchi tarah samajhti ho.

Khushi: Aur aap Payal jiji ko. Accha ab hum phone rakhte hain. Hume bahut kaam hai.

Gunjan: Theek hai. Bye. Apna khyal rakhna.

Khushi: Aap bhi.

Khushi put down the phone and went on to do her work happily.

Fourth City - Morena

(Gunjan's House)

Shashi Bhushan was surprisingly at home today and was in his room staring at two photographs. Both had garlands hung on them. He looked at the first one - his first wife Narmada. She had died after giving birth to Nupur and left him with a day old Nupur. His sister convinced him to get married again. He looked towards the secong photo - it was of Suhasini his second wife. He got married to Suhasini at his sister's insistence to give his daughter a mother's love. Suhasini was a young widow who lost her husband at a very young age and lived with her identical twin sister Shobha and her husband Arvind. Arvind was the first to approach Shashi as he wanted his sister-in-law, whom he thought as his sister to have a better life. A year into their marriage and Gunjan was born. Two months later his sister-in-law gave birth to Khushi. Nupur adored both the girls and always protected them. As Khushi and Gunjan began to grow up they started looking more like their mothers and as their mothers were identical twins, they started looking more like each other. When Khushi turned 8, she lost her parents and Suhasini decided to take Khushi with them. But they soon realized that raising three girls is not a piece of cake especially when their financial conditions were not good. Many times the parents went empty stomach so that the kids would have plenty of food. That's when Garima, Suhasini and Shobha's best friend stepped in and took Khushi with her. Two years later, when Suhasini died out of cancer, Garima stepped in as mother to both the girls. Hence, he decided not to marry again.

Shashi was pulled out of his past memories by footsteps of someone running. Expecting Nupuur to enter his room with her constant chatters, Shashi was shocked into silence when his silent and calm daughter Gunjan came into his room like a hurricane. He blinked his eyes few times just to make sure it was Gunjan and not Nupur. Something was weird he thought. On One side, there was Nupur his chatter box daughter who turned silent these days and here was Gunjan, his silent daughter running around. Wat was happening? Shashi was pulled out of his thoughts by Gunjan. "Bauji, aapko pata hain aaj Khushi ne kyon phone kiya?" Gunjan screamed just like Khushi had. "Kyon beta?" asked Shashi. Gunjan replied, "Kyonki Payal jiji ke liye rishta aa raha hain." Shashi smiled Payal was like his eldest daughter and he was happy for her.

Once her job was done, Gunjan practically flew from there to the terrace where her sister was sitting. She went and hugged her sister and told her, "Di, Payal jiji ke liye rishta aaya hain." Nupur faintly smiled and hugged Gunjan back. Gunjan went on talking, "Bas kuch aur din, phir Payal jiji ki shaadi ho jayegi. Phir aap ki baari. Dekho haan di, abhi hi bauji ko bata do ki aapko aapka rajkumar kaisa chahiye. Baadme pachtaane se accha hai ki abhi hi boldo. Kya hua di? Aap kuch bol kyon nahi rahi hain." Gunjan questioned her unusually silent sister. Nupur replied, "Kuch nahi Gunjan. Bas zara sar dard ho raha hain. Ek kaam karegi Gunjan, mere kiye ek cup chai banade." Gunjan smiled, nodded her head and went downstairs to get Nupur her chai.

Nupur looked back at the sky and closed her eyes. Mein tumhein kaise bataaon Gunjan ki mere sar mein nahi dil mein dard ho raha hain, Nupur thought. How she wished she could turn the time back and go back to old days and stop herself from falling in love. How she wished she could have stopped the heartbreak. She wished she had never gone to Mumbai. She had gone to Mumbai with dreams of her rajkumar and came back with harsh reality and broken heart. Kyon Mujhe thukraya tumne? Kitna pyar karti thi main tumse. Kya main tumhare pyar ke layak nahi thi? Kya kami thi mujhme jo tumne mere dil ko itni bedardi se thukraya? Nupur angrily questioned the holder of her heart. She whispered out loud, "Mayank".

Fifth City - Mumbai

(Mayank's Room)

Mayank was dragged out of his thoughts with a jerk. He looked around the whole room searching for something or maybe someone. Samrat and Benjy entered the room and stared at Mayank. Mayank was shocked. Why did he feel as if Nupur called him? He was sure she had said his name. But where was she? He turned towards the doorway and noticed Sam and Benjy. "Tumne Nupur ko dekha kya?" Mayank asked in frustration. While Samrat looked puzzled, Benjy happily replied, "Haan! Dekha na!" Samrat startled and turned towards Benjy, Mayank went and took hold of his shoulders ans shook him. "Kaha?", he asked. Benjy solemnly replied, "Arrey! Us din jab hum sab usse bus stop tak chodne gaye the jab woh Morena jaa rahi thi tab. Tumhein yaad nahi Mayank? Uske ek din pehle hamara Graduation Day tha. Convocation ke agle din humsab usse chodne gaye. Tumhein kaise yaad nahi? Arrey Haan! Tum toh aaye hi nahi the na. Waise pooch kyon rahe ho? Uski yaad aa rahi hain kya? Usse Phone laga doon?" Mayank nearly shouted, "NAHI." While Benjy looked shocked at Mayank's outburst, Samrat smiled sadly. He knew why Mayank reacted this way. Afterall Mayank and Samrat were best friends. What an idiot his best friend was! Thought Samrat. If someone had told him that they loved him, Samrat would have never left that person and would have gotten married the next day. But Mayank, the fool, decided that Nupur and his priorities were different and broke her heart. Poor Nupur! She had fallen in love with such an idiot! Samrat thought but said nothing outloud. He knew if he spoke also, nothing would affect Mayank. He was as stubborn as a donkey. He needed a shock to get his life in track. Samrat smirked. This needed some planning! He thought.

Meanwhile Benjy went to kitchen to pester Shilpa Aunty to give him something to eat, and Samrat plonked himself on Mayank's bed and observed Mayank who was flittering around collecting all his things necessary for his trip. "Waise tere job ke bare mein kuch bata?" Enquired Samrat.

Mayank: Dilli ka sab se bada law firm. Thakur and Sodi law Firm. Wahaan pe job laga hai. Pehle to assistant ke post pe lagoonga phir 3 - 4 mahine mein promotion mil jayegi. Rehne ke PG bhi mil gaya hai. Ab bas wahaan pahunchana baaki hai.

Samrat: Kabki train hai?

Mayank: Kal subah ki hai. Waise tera kya position hai? Aage kya karna hai kuch socha hai? Ya bas aise hi zindagi nikaalni hai.

Samrat: Nahi Yaar. Kaam toh karoonga. Par kuch din baad. Pehle ek mahina enjoy karoonga.

Mayank: Phir?

Samrat: Phir, Cousin Bhai haina! Unke yahaan kaam mein lag jaaonga.

Mayank: Cousin Bhai? Par tere dad aur Suhani ka kya?

Samrat: Mom aur Dad ke Divorce ke baad se maine Dad aur Suhani ki taraf dekhe bhi nahi hai. Who kaise hain, kahaan hain kuch pataa nahi hai. Mom ke death hone par bhi woh milne nahi aaye. Ab toh mein undono ko bhool chukka hoon. Agar Naani ne mera khayal nahi rakha hota to mera pata nahi kya hota.

Mayank: Par tu yahaan kya kar raha hain? Tujhe toh unke saath hona chahiye.

Samrat: Arrey! Wahaan mera bhai itna famous hai ki Mujhe laga ke unke College mein main apni pehchaan nahi banaa paoonga. Bas yahaan aagaya. Aur ab dekh, College ka cool dude bhi hoon aur Basketball star bhi.

Mayank: Yeh Baat toh hai.

Suddenly Samrat's mobile started ringing. He Picked it up, "Hello Darling, meri jaan. Kaisi ho? Wahaan Pahunch gayi kya?", and pat came the reply, "Haan, Main pahunch gayi. Socha tum teen namoono ko inform kardoon. Warna khaamakha tension loge." Mayank signaled Samrat asking who it is. Samrat passed him the phone. "Hello?" Mayank spoke. The other person replied, "Haiyre mere devdas, kaisa ho tum apne paro ke baghair? Kaho toh tumhare liye ek chandramukhi dhoond doon?"

Mayank: Maanvi, tum! Rishikesh pahunch gayi?

Maanvi: Haan! Finally. Tum bataao, packing ho gayi?

Mayank: Haan hogayi. Tum Chandigarh kyon nahi pehle gayi? Tum apni behen se pehle milna chahti thi na?

Maanvi: Haan, Yaar! Par beeji ne dhamki de di. Toh Pehle ghar phir parso Chandigarh. Accha rakhti hoon. Bye Apna Khayal rakhna. Shilpa Aunty ko bata dena ki mein yahaan aagayi, warna pareshan ho jayengi. Aur Samrat ko bhi bye bolna.

Mayank: Haan! Take Care. Bye.

Originally posted by: spvd

nice...
the remaining jodis were also ok...