Updated (Ch 17) Aastha and Shlok FF - Match Made In Heaven *pg51

Hey beautiful ladies I have been a huge fan of this show since day one. I have been a silent reader of this forum for long time. I have read so many wonderful fanfciton of our fav couple in this forum and I though that I will try my hand at a fanction too. So here it is. This is just the intro so let me know what you guys think.😛

Match Made in Heaven - Prologue

"No! Absolutely not!" an exceptionally angry Shlok Agnihotri raged. "I'm outraged that you would even ask!" Shlok glared the man front of him. If looks could kill, the man would have been long dead.

The man, Niranjan Agnihotri simply surveyed his son carefully over his teacup.

Shlok continued to pace in front of his father's desk. He scowled and generally c

almed down a bit before speaking again. " Have you any idea what you are asking of me?"

"I know you are not happy with this son, but I just ask you to consider it. Please, as a favor to me." Niranjan Agnihotri words were dripping with sincerity and consolation.

Shlok grumbled something under his breath that perhaps might have been acceptance of his father's words then strode hastily from the office.

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Astha Kirloskar breath was coming out in pants by the end of her dad's words, and she willed herself not to have a panic attack. This couldn't be happening, It was 2013 not 1619. How could they force someone to marry? How..

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Great strat, please update your story soon

Hey guys, I'm glad that some of you guys took your time to comment. Really appreciate it.

Before starting chapter part 1 of the story I think that I should provide some background info as to what has already happened so that this part will sink in and you guys wont get confused ( because god know we have enough confusion in the actually story line thanks to CVS😆)

Basically this story picks up after the 3^rd episode of the serial where Astha goes to Shlok house to give file to her dad and where they end uu having another altercation in Shlok's bedroom.

So we can establish that Shlok and Astha don't get along and hate each other. So let's begin😃...

Match Made in Heaven - Chapter 1

Astha couldn't believe what she was hearing from her father. What he was asking of her. How could she get married now. She had so many hopes and dreams.

"But papa I'm not ready for marriage. I want to work and accomplish all my dreams." "

"I know that Astha but this is something that needs to be done. I'm afraid that our hands are tied in this matter"

"What do you mean papa. Why all of a sudden you have brought up the topic of marriage. It doesn't make sense to me."

"This is something that came up suddenly. I'm afraid that I have no choice."

"What do you mean papa. How can you have no choice in my marriage? What are you trying to say? Who is it that you want me to marry."

"Shlok Agnihotri"

"You want me to marry Shl .. - Shlok Agnihotri," she said, her throat contracting at the name, as if her body couldn't contemplate the notion well enough to speak it.

"Yes that is right."

But why papa?

"I'm afraid that I can't tell you that Astha. But remember this honey I would not ask you to do something if I believe that it will harm you."

Atha looked at her father and it hit her like ton of brick that at the moment he looked so fragile, so broken.

"I need to think ... maybe a night's sleep?" She looked to her father, who nodded silently. Upon his acknowledgement, she swiftly walked from the room and called upon all her self-restraint in aiding her in the battle against running up the stairs in a blaze of embarrassed sobbing.

The instant she regained her room, she broke out into horrified sobs. She couldn't remember the last time she had carried on in this manner, and yet, within the last twenty minutes she had cried more than a two year old in the midst of a temper tantrum. She beat her fists against the bed and her pillows, heaving out her anger and frustration upon the bed clothes.

She heard someone approaching her bed and looked up. There stood her nanna with concern in her eyes.

"Marriage is not a death sentence Astha" she said soothingly, "and you are a very strong, very brave young lady. You will survive this. You might even become stronger for it."

"You know nanna, I always pictured myself falling in love with an honorable man, someone who enjoyed the same things I do. We would have children, one or two, and we would grow old together. I want a marriage like my parents have," she had pleadingly.

"Just because a marriage is not a love match does not mean it is loveless, Astha." Her nanna turned to her, taking her hand in hers.

"Love is just more than an emotion. It compromises all the little things you do for a person to show that you care, It may start out that you merely bring him a cup of tea at the end day or maybe he cooks you nice dinner, Slowly after awhile these add up; consideration turns to respect, respect turns to admiration, and admiration turns to love."

She looked up at her, her eyes red, her face wet, and hoped with all her heart that she was right. But then again she was to marry Shlok Agnihotri . The man who probably didn't even know the word love or respect. Oh god...

To be cont...

Originally posted by: AnjuRish

interesting ...how frequently will u update??