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arnav -- bhakth of hanumanji...
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Chapter Five

One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching. - Gerard Way

There are moments in life when Khushi wished she was in someone else's shoes. She wished she had a husband, a baby and a fairytale romance. Those could never happen. She was doomed to live the rest of this lifealone. Hiding the pain from everybody, putting up a cheerful faade which was just that a faade. It was not as if there had not been some good moments in her life , she just had to remember her father and a smile would creep up and she also had had a kind husband. He was a good guy. Still there were moments she yearned for a romance, courtship and all the things a girl her age wished for. She was just twenty years old after all! She didn't deserve this fate!

Normally these thoughts crept up to her late at night, when she was all alone but today as she watched from her hiding place the couplesdownstairs some dancing while the others chatted merrily she felt her bright and shiny mask breaking. If anyone looked at her face right at this moment they'd see her face etched with pain on the verge of tears. She wanted to be a part of the crowd, she wanted to wear the shiny dresses, she wanted to dance, she wanted to hold on to her man and tell him sternly to look at her and no one else, she wanted it all.

Khushi felt like a Cinderella in her plain clothes desperately seeking a fairygod mother who'd wave her magic wand and she'd turn into a princess. Alas! She had no such luck. Suddenly her face lit up. She didn't need a fairy godmother, she herself is enough. She wanted to enjoy one night at theparty and she would! Waise bhi naniji had told her to attend the party ifshe wanted to and even offered her Anjali's brand new sarees which were still in her cupboard to wear but Khushi had refused at that time. Now she had changed her mind! She felt like doing something daring.

She wiped her moist eyes, stood up and stared towards Anjali's room. She walked past Anjali's room and entered the room next to it. This was the room where all her dreams lay.

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"Who the f**k gave you the permission for this Aman! Kisse puch ke tumne yeh decision liya?"

Arnav Singh Raizada was visibly fuming. Any other employee would have cowered by now seeing him this angry but not Aman. He was ASR's rightman and he knew how to handle ASR's infamous gussa.

"No one sir. Sir you've taught me that sometimes you have to go with your gut feeling. I had to take a decision right at that moment and you werebusy in a meeting so I did what I felt was right"

"Gut feeling!!! You call this your gut feeling!!! You just threw three million rupees down the drain"

"I call that business, sir. To win some you've to lose some. You threw this party only for the benefit of your investors and business partners as thiswould provide you a chance to mingle with them and do more business"

"So?"

"Well sir, when they'll see their wives and girlfriends wearing AR designer gowns and sarees and looking breathtakingly stunning in them they'll definitely be interested in doing more business with us"

"And what about the fact that they are ruining the dresses"

"Three million rupees is not a big amount for AR considering the fact that this party can bring us deals of tens of crores"

ASR listened to Aman's explanation with interest. Aman was right, this was indeed a very clever way to display all their products in front of clients although ASR will never admit it to his face.

"And why the theme?" ASR asked in a finally cooled down voice.

"Oh that! That's just because I felt like it" Aman smiled a naughty smile and rushed out of there before ASR could start his rant again.

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Khushi entered a brightly decorated room with mirrors everywhere. Dresses, sarees, gowns, makeup, jewelry all was splattered all around the room. Most of the dresses were already taken by the female lot invited to this party which they were already parading downstairs. There were two assistants sitting patiently and assisting the ladies get ready. Khushi had seen women enter this room from evening time and leave later on lookingbreathtakingly stunning.

She started looking through the sarees , gowns and imagining how she'd look wearing them.

"Ma'am may I help you" asked one assistant.

She nodded her head in negative and kept looking through the clothes.

Her hand brushed against a saree that was so her, white and glittery, but she brushed past it and chose a dress that was not her.

A stunning red gown

Red! A color a widow can never wear! But for today she was not a widow.. She didn't have a ghastly past. She was just a young girl who wanted to enjoy one night in her life. Today she was Princess Khushi and what is more befitting for a princess than a stunning red gown.

Khushi's happiness knew no bounds when she found herself a pair of glass stilettos. It made her feel like a real Cinderella.

Happy with her choice she went to the next room to change.

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Khushi wasn't one bit surprised that the dress fitted her like second skin. She knew it would because today was her day.

One of the attendants approached her and asked her if she'd like to have a messy bun done. It'd go very nicely with the gown but she denied.

She wore her look with a pair of white earrings, no necklace, a simple kohl and pink lipstick.

As much as she wanted to she couldn't bring herself to go out like this! She felt naked from shoulder up so she draped the shawl around her shoulders covering herself .

And now for the final touch.

She donned on a red mask matching her dress. Since today's theme was a MasqueradeParty.

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Arnav was bored! Bored of the wives eyeing him, the girl friends wanting to slip their numbers,everyone trying to flaunt their wealth on each others faces, bored of the drunk old guys trying to find a young girl for the night while their wives flaunted their wealth and were studded in diamonds. Very few people here were genuine and Arnav respected them with all his heart.

Not that he liked theme parties, well actually he hated them but this time he was glad Aman thought of a theme. He was tired. Tired of putting on a facade in front of everyone. So he put on the mask and wanted to enjoy the next 15 minutes in silence.

Just when he was going to take a sip on his drink he saw the girl who was walking past him stumble, about to fall. Dammit!! Cursing his luck he caught her hand and pulled her towards him breaking her fall. Why do these girls feel the need to wear high heels if they can't manage them!

Her shawl slipped momentarily revealing her creamy white silk like skin to his eyes. It was not her body nor her look that caught his attention but it was her expression! She jerked out of his hold in less than a second and fixed the shawl tightly around herself making sure her bare shoulders were no longer visible.

"Devi Maiya rakhsha karna" she let out unconsciously.

She amused him. A girl in such a high society party unwilling to show even a little bit of skin! Shies away from a mans touch. Who was she?

"I think you are really uncomfortable in these heels" he said

For a minute it looked like she was too stunned that she was being spoken to but she let out a smile and replied "No I'm fine, thanks"

He nodded and turned around planning to enjoy his drink while trying to remember where had he heard someone chant devi maiya's name like this before.

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Khushi was klutzy at normal times and wearing high heels has somehow made it difficult for her to put one foot in front the other.

Ten steps into the party and she had to fall into a man's arms!!! To top it off her shawl slipped revealing her bare shoulders to him!!

Nalayak Khushi!! Tu maar kyun nahi jati... this is supposed to be one night of fun and adventure!! Agar heel pehenna nahi ata to peheni kyun!!

Khushi gathered up courage and tried to walk gracefully but she slipped on her dress. She would have fallen flat on her face too if not for the kind stranger's intervenience.

"If you can't even walk wearing them why the heck are you wearing them!" he bit out harshly

hmph!! the kind stranger seems to very rude too!!

"I can walk just fine. I wore heels since I was ten! It's just that my dress keeps getting stuck" she lied through her teeth.

"Oh really!" he tilted his head and asked while a very small smile adorned his face.

"really!!"

"Fine I challenge you to walk ten steps from here to the dance floor without stumbling or falling. Deal?"

"Deal!"

One step. mat girna Khushi. Second step. devi maiya raksha karna. Third step. khushi tu kabhi koyi challenge nahi hai hain. Forth step. don't give up now. Fifth step pach gaye aur sirf pach hi baki hain. Sixth step. char aur step phir sunayungi us laad governor ko ke khushi kyumari gupta kya cheez hain. Seventh step. three more left yay. Eight step. Woohoo. Ninth Step oh no! oh no! no no

Khushi is about to crash onto a fifty year old guy!

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Arnav saw the girl walk towards the dancing floor as if she is walking on ice. Her head held high she walked taking one step every twenty seconds. He couldn't help but laugh at her childishness.

This girl had just managed to make him smile twice already!

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Third time! She was in his arms for the third time today!

Khushi kill yourself right now!

"you lost" he said while smirking.

She was momentarily at the loss of speech. She started walking away from him while he followed her saying "don't walk in those damned shoes! I can't possibly spend the whole night saving you!"

She stopped! He was right! But these shoes are so pretty.

Suddenly listening to the music they both realized they are in the middle of the dancing floor with couples dancing all around them.

"would you like to dance?"

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Khushi was stunned. She didn't know what to reply! She came to the party to enjoy and she really wanted to dance.

Why not! It's not like she'll meet him ever again. what's the harm is a harmless dancing?

"you don't talk much, do you?"

This brought Khushi out of her stunned self.

"yes I'd like that" Khushi replied

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Arnav had no freaking idea why he asked this girl to dance with him? He hates dancing, doesn't he?

It's just that she amused him...

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I wanted to make it sad but alas I can't write sad😕

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And I am glad you cannot write sad. Just doesn't go with your personality...

First let me compliment you for the ensemble that you have selected for Khushi. The layered red gown, the elegant glass slippers, the intricate red mask, all ultra feminine and sensual. 👏

The entire ambiance is magical. A great hall with a ball, wine is flowing, bow ties are being adjusted, diamonds are sparkling, a Prince Charming is waiting and Cinderella falls into his arms not once or twice but thrice

The one common thing I noted in your previous chapters and this was that Arnav gets instantly intrigued by Khushi. Mask or not. They don't know whom they are dancing with but will they come to know? How will they react? Or like the fairy tales she will run away with him holding on to her glass slipper?

PS: Boy! Your Arnav is rich!

Res

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Sorry sorry laakhon sorry for such a late edit. Firstly, a classy choice for the gown, a classic choice of shoes and a perfect mask. I can so imagine Sanaya in that *sigh*


She is actually like the simple girl living in a small room in a kingdom waiting for her cindrella night to be noticed by her Prince Charming obviously she is not wishing for the later but may be subconsciously it is something that she wants :-)


Aman is smart! A nice promotional scheme. We women can be easily lured ;-)


Her tripping repeatedly somehow reminded me of the teej scene where she was not able to walk and he reprimands her for that.


Arnav beta is completely fida over the masked lady who dresses up like that but covers herself, wears heels which she cannot walk in and takes up a challenge immediately!


Trust Khushi to put the shawl to that use! To cover herself. I just wish that the clock should not strike 12 so soon :-D


The inner rant of Khushi reminded me of you :-P

La :D

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Arre why do you feel bad about not being able to write sad ?? This chapter was supposed to have a bright and shiny Khushi and that is what happens !! She wants to have fun, remember ?? You have said no twenty year old deserved her fate !! True !!

Save sad for later !!

And Khushi is in a way kinda cinderella... Good she finally decides she wants to have fun ! And what better than a masquerade party??

Every Cinderella deserves a prince charming :D
But I know this is not exactly a Cinderella story ! Is something tragic gonna happen at the end of this day ??

3 million for a party !! 😲

Loved the chapter ... You know that already !! 😃

It is such a dreamy chapter ...Cinderella setting with a masquerade ball, expensive clothes (A RED gown for Khushi) and glass slippers :D !!

And she couldn't walk on them !! Why worry when Prince Charming is there to catch her :D And they meet... And Arnav immediately guessed she sure didn't belong with the crowd !!

Both of them don't recognize each other but they got into a deal moments within meeting !! Trademark Arnav-Khushi !!

Aww...He asked her for a dance !!

I'm guessing he won't see her ... Would she know it was with Arnav that she danced ??

Jaldhi update kar ! :D

niiice SS..

i was about to write itna short update when i looked at it again it was quiet lengthy update :-D then i realized that i could not get enough of it n wanted more :-P i dnt know why u update after such a looong tym but i know i always wait 4 it desperately