Hellow..people..this is my second attempt in writing and it is also about the most happening couple..our Arshi ...i don't know what kind of writer i am..but still this kida jumps sometimes in my mind ,forced me to write stuffs which sometimes turn up pure bakwas,,,
but still i wanna thanks to those who read my earlier story and to those who are reading this..thanxx alott guys..no matter how less reader i got m so so happy with you and love uhh...
so! with this m ending my bakwas and here goes the story...
Enjoy!!!
COME! FALL IN LOVE...
There were lights everywhere ,everyone was trying to make this night the brightest ever!!And why not? That was the occasion of double celebration for Raizadas...first it was Diwali and second Arnav singh raizada ..the only male member of the house ,was coming back to India after seven such years...
Anjali ,his l'll sister and Devyani singh raizada their nani both were waiting for him holding their breaths...
As they got the news that Arnav is coming back...they started doing preparation to welcome him...
From cleaning and arranging his room to bringing new plants for his garden...
From decorating the house to making his favroite dishes !!!
Everything was as per his likes...anjali herself was engorsed in organising every thing...
"not here Hari prakash ji!!...i have told you to hang this lamp there in the center...offo! kya- kya dekhu main..itna kam pda hua he...aur bhai bhi aate hi honge"Anjali was very much exhausted as she was working since morning to welcome her brother...
"Anjali bitiya! saari tayariya ho gai?...nani enquired..
"ji nani ...bas ho gai...ab bas laxmi pujan ke liye thali lagani he..hum bas wahi karne ja rahr he"..she told to Nani
"bahut accha!...par Khushi bitiya kahi nazar nahi aa rahi..kaha he uh?
"khushi!...vo terrace pr he diye laga rahi he..."
"ye khushi bitiya bhi na!..lgta hi nahi ki vo is ghar se Judi nahi he...balki aisen lagat he jaise ki unki jagah isi ghar ma he...kitte kam samay me,humko apna bna liya he is ladki ne.."...Nani said thinking about khushi..
"sach nani!...hame bhi ni lagta ki hum aur khushi bus saheliya he...balki hmesa aisa lagta he ki isse bhi gehra aur majboot rista he hmare bich...agar in beete saat saalo me khushi hamare sath na hoti , to pta nahi hum bhai ke bina kaise rah paate...hum to bilkul akele hi pad jaate...
Khushi ne har pal hmara sath diya he aur hamesa hume sambhala hai..."
"hmm..unki sujh -bujh aur samajhdari ko dekh ker koi keh ni sakta ki ye ladki sirf 21 saal ki he.."...nani added...
"vese keh to hame bhi nai skta ki, hum bhi poore 21 saal ke hai"..anjali chuckled...
"vo kaise?"nani frowned...
"hmare bachpane aur shaitaniyo ko dekh kar..." Saying that she took a laddoo from the thal...and giggling run towards the terrace...
"arey sambhal kar bitiya"...nani ji smiled at her childness-ness and then leave to arrange the puja thali...
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Khushi was arranging diyas on terrace, she was wearing a beautiful red saree with golden border and no doubt, was looking stunning...
She smiled looking at the diyas,the bright yellow and orange flame of diyas was reflecting a gorgeous golden glow on her beautiful face...she loved Diwali...actually she loved every festival but Diwali was more close to her...as it always bring those beautiful memories which she always cherish ...the memories of the man of her dreams...her first crush...who have now become the only owner of her heart ,her soul , her thoughts..her everything...
"hey khush!...diye lag gaye ?...Anjali came there and ask her...
"haan yar!.this is the last one"...she said placing the last diya in the pattern...
And as she got up , she realised she have blocked herself inside the diya pattern and now all her way to out are blocked by diyas...
Anjali saw that and started laughing out loud!...
"kya khush!..*laugh*...tum bhi na..!*laugh*..ab bahar kaise aaogi?..
"hey devi maiyya!... ye kya? hum to fir se fas gaye!!" she said snapping her hand on her forehead...
"fir se matlab?...tum pehle bhi is tarah fasi ho?"..Anjali ask her, controlling the laughter bubbles inside her...
As those words escape from anjali's mouth, realisation struck her..YES!..she has been blocked like this seven years back...on her very first Diwali at RM...
*FLASHBACK START*(seven years back)
Anjali and khushi were arranging diyas on terrace...they both were classmates ,khushi was new in her school but soon she came so close to Anjali...they both were similar when it comes to naughtiness and talking...and most importantly FOOD!!..
Soon they became BEST FRIENDS...and this Diwali Anjali wanted her best friend to visit her home...
Being unable to deny Anjali, she did came to her house...
"yar Anji!...tumne bataya nahi kabhi tumhara ek bhai bhi he?"..khushi asked her arranging the diyas...
"tumne pucha bhi to nahi!!"she retoted back...
"ohk..to ab bta do !..naniji se to hum mil chuke hain...aur kon -kon he tumhari family main?"..she asked with utter interest ...
"bas hum,nani aur bhai"..she said placing the last diya from her plate...
"aur tumhare amma-bauji...vo? Vo tumhare sath nahi rehte??"...as she said this..Anjali's eyes got moistened remembering the bitter truth of her life...a big vaccum of her life...
"hum-...humare amma-bauji nahi he khush!..."she said bitting her lip to control her sob...
Realisation hit khushi and she immediately felt sorry for Anjali..
"hume maaf karna Anji! hume pta nahi tha..."..she consoled her putting her arm around Anjali's shoulder..
"koi baat nahi khush!..humne bhi to kabhi tumhe bataya nahi "...and she continued
"Hum 9 saal ke the jab humne apne amma-bauji ko ek car accident main kho diya...tab se lekar ab tak ek tarah ka khalipan humari jindgi main...par janti ho khushi..!jab bhi tum humare sath hoti ho hume vo khalipan bhi mehsus nahi hota..."..anjali said now totally broken in front of her friend...
Khushi immediately hugged her and started consoling her...she too was having tears in her eyes...
"ssh..Anji..ssshh!...know what?...devi maiyaa ne soch kar hi hume tumhari saheli banaya he taki hum tumhare anshu poch kar tumhare chere par muskan la sake..."
Anjali did smile hearing those soothing words from her best friend..breaking the hug they wipe each others tears...
"Anjali bitiya!...nani ji ne aapko niche bulaya he"...omprakash informed her...
"arrey! Hum to bhul hi gaye !!..hume to nani ke sath mandir me tayari karni thi..
Unse kahiye hum aa rahe he.."..she told him and he left for downstairs..
"Anji! Tum jao hum yeh baki ke diye laga kar aate he"..khushi assured her and Anjali left for downstairs to assist nani...
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"helo!!..can you here me.."..Arnav was in his room talking to his friend over phone...
"hello..'(pause)
"lagta hai network nahi he...hey..Aman.. hold on man!"..he came to the terrace to get clear network..
"yeah !ab thik he...so I was sayi-..."he stopped in middle as he saw the beautiful view in front of him ...
A girl was arranging diyas on terrace in circular pattern.and was sitting right in the middle of the pattern...she was smiling at the beauty of lights formed by those diyas...the golden light of diya was reflecting an equally beautiful golden glow at her face...the Red chudidar she was wearing was complementing her milky skin...she was looking like an angel...who have recently came on Earth from heaven...
Thanxx for reading..
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jalebiee a.k.a YAMINI
Indian Mythology
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