CHAPTER 2 - ARSHI FIRST MEETING!

IN MANDIR.. .

"Namaste DM. You must be thinking here comes the girl who never leave me in peace na.. Please don't think like that.. I really consider you my friend and I love to express my feelings to you.. So I'm going to take time okay.. It's better to sit here.." she winked at DM idol and sat on the floor near the idol.

"First of all thank you for giving more one more day of my life and my family also.. Thank you for making us a cute and happy family.. Please keep blessing our family like this.. Now second.. Did you hear what Papa said DM? He said some man named ASR will come in our house.. I really don't like it that he is the best in comparison to Rohan.. I only know Rohan is the best na.. So its your duty now to make the world realize that this Arnav whatever is nothing.. Let my Rohan show his magic.. And leave everyone awestruck with his talent.." Khushi prayed.

"Aree everyday a flower falls on me, why today no?" Khushi pouted staring at DM.

"DM please make that flower fall.. Please..then I will call Rohan and say to him don't worry DM is with you, you will be the best.." Khushi pleaded with a puppy face.

Still the flower didn't fell, Khushi angrily spoke: So you want this Arnav to always be on top of the world?

The flower fell on her lap, Khushi widened her eyes astonished.

"You're very bad DM.. He must be your bestest friend, more than me I think.. That you want to fulfill his wishes and not mine.. Now I understand why he is the best, he has you with him.." Khushi said and stood up.

"I am going.. " she said and walked to leave. Then turned back smiling, "I will give you laddo everyday, what about that?? You leave that Arnav and be my best friend.."

"He also offers you laddo na, laddo toh Kya.. Jalebi, rasgulla, barfi, everything he must have given you.." Khushi said frowning.

"But...leave it DM.. Today you really hurt me.. Bye bye.." she said and went from there.

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NEW YORK..

"Arnav come here.." Ananya standing in the Mandir of their house, called him to start her morning puja.

Arnav shrugged his shoulder, "I'm getting late for work.."

Ananya rolled her eyes, she looked at DM's idol: Forgive this boy!!

Arnav: She did wrong with me..

Ananya looked at him sadly, "Beta this is not DM's fault.."

"Mom I'm not going to pray for her and that's final. Can I go?" he asked.

Ananya nodded, Arnav took her blessings and left from there.

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ONE WEEK LATER..

AT AIRPORT..

Khushi reached with Payal and the driver to pick Arnav. Shashi gave her this responsibility.

Khushi picked a card where she wrote Arnav, so that he recognizes them.

They waited for a while, but no signal of him.

"Did he cancelled the flight or what??" Khushi asked to Payal.

"Just relax Khushi. Big big people make a late and marking entry.." Payal smirked and leaned on the car.

Khushi: Enough enough Jiji.. You're praising this Arnav more than enough.. Is he some President or what?

"Khushi shut up.. I'm just so excited to see him for real.. OMG..He must talk like in British accent.. Handsome he is in pictures, imagine in real life Khushi. I'm sure that every Mumbai girl is going to faint just by staring at that Greek God.. " Payal said.

Khushi looked at her weirdly, "Jiji have you gone made or what? He is a big business man, so he might be in his late 50..and you're thinking like that for him.."

Payal frowned, before she could say Arnav is just 25 years old. Khushi disappeared from her view.

Khushi entered in the airport to look for Arnav.

"Hello aunty.." she smiled at a woman standing in front of her.

The lady smiled in return.

"Can you tell me if you saw someone named Arnav??" she asked.

The lady: No. I don't know..

"See even you don't know. I wonder how people think he is big business man when no one knows even his name.." Khushi giggled.

"But.. even I don't know how he looks.. But he must be a 50 years old man.. Might have some white beard you know.. He must wear spectacle as his eyesight might be weak..you know he works a lot.. For my father to like him.. Means he is good.. And my father said he is his inspiration.. So he must be like my father.. Didn't you see anyone like this?" Khushi asked after explaining how she thinks Arnav looks like.

The lady nodded sideways.

"Okay.. Let me make a cartoon of an old man.. That will help for him to recognize himself.." she drew an old man next to Arnav's name.

Then she turned and raised the card, but the next moment dropped it on the floor shocked.

Guess how she recognized the great ASR???

"ASR.. ASR... ASR.." the crowd moved along with him at just one step he took.

His bodyguards surrounded him to make sure he doesn't get stuck with the people there, to protect him against those who wish ill of him.

Especially girls were running like crazy ones, just to get his autograph. And he was like, he doesn't care!!

Khushi peeked to see him in middle of the crowd.

A complete opposite description of what she thought about him.

She was left with mouth slightly open, and blinked her eyes.

Hum Tumhare Hain Tumhare Sanam

(I am only Yours, my love) He had a gelled black hair, she couldn't see his eyes as he wore his specs. His lips were stern making you really fear him, Khushi pouted at her thoughts.

He is a typical alpha male but even more perfect..

Soon, Arnav reached near her with a smirk on his face.

"Never saw any handsome man before?" he asked still with his expressionless face.

"I've seen.. I'm just shocked you turned out to be like this.. I thought you were a 50 years old man.." Khushi giggled showing him the cartoon she drew.

Arnav gritted his teeth, while his bodyguards were trying hard not to laugh at the cartoon she made.

Arnav glared at them.

"By the way, I don't know you, then how do you know me??" Khushi stretched her forehead confused.

"I don't waste my time drawing cartoons, when I want something I go behind it.." he said.

"Should I think you want me??" Khushi asked teasingly.

"Don't think. Be sure that I will never want you.." he said smirking taking off his glasses.

Now Khushi could see and get drown on his dark brown eyes.

"ASR.. One autograph please.." the ladies shouted.

Khushi pouted and walked alone till the exit door. Arnav followed her with his bodyguards, that's irritating for him. Because of his mom he has to depend on girls like Khushi.

Khushi opened the door at the front seat for her.

"I will not sit at the back seat.." Arnav gritted his teeth.

Payal sadly looked at him, she was happy when Khushi left the space for him to sit with her. But here he was denying.

"Why? Big people like you like to sit at the back side na and order driver.. Go there.. No go that side.. Take this shortcut..and blah blah blah.." Khushi frowned.

"Do more research on me because I'm not like others. I never sit at the back side.." Arnav clenched his fist, now he was really trying to control himself.

"No problem. There is always a first time, Hain na Jiji?" Khushi smiled.

Payal gulped seeing him clench his fist, his anger is also known by her and her friends: I should do something before he punches my only sister. I can't lose her..

"Khushi let him sit where he wants. He is our guest.." Payal smiled awkwardly.

Khushi frowned and made space for Arnav.

"Listen.. We don't have space in the car for your bodyguards.. I think they will have to return to New York.." Khushi said as she sat in the car beside Payal.

Arnav didn't reply, he was switching on his phone.

Khushi looked at Payal, "Why didn't he reply at me??"

"I don't know.." Payal shrugged her shoulders.

"Oh now I got it.. From the time he came to me.. he's only talking in English.. I think he knows a bit of Hindi only.." Khushi whispered.

"Heyy Mr. America I'm telling you we don't have space for your bodyguards. Shall I tell them to return to your planet??" Khushi said in English.

Arnav shut his eyes irked with her, "I understood what you said.."

"Then why didn't you reply??" Khushi pouted.

"Are you seeing my bodyguards here?" he turned to her.

Khushi looked around and saw no one. She turned to Arnav and smiled sheepishly: Where are them?

"In my planet.." Arnav replied sarcastically.

"Urgh.. No one insulted me like this.." Khushi looked away embarrassed.

Payal giggled.

"Jiji don't laugh. After he leaves you will only be left with your sister.." Khushi glared at her.

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GUPTA MANSION..

Arnav, Khushi and Payal reached in Gupta mansion. Arnav was staring at their garden side, which gained his attention.

"Are wah.. Mr. America has a soft corner for gardens.." Khushi smirked.

"Tell me one thing Mr. America how many awards you won till today?" Khushi asked while they were walking towards the door. She wanted to compare Arnav with Rohan.

"I don't know.." Arnav replied.

Khushi: Don't worry tell me na. I won't cast an evil eye on your success..

"And I'm not scared of little kitten like you.." Arnav looked at her weirdly.

Khushi opened her mouth in "O" shape.

Payal bit her lips smiling.

"Khushi what he means to say that he has won many awards that he lost the count on them.." Payal said.

"Now that's smart.." Arnav said.

"And I'm not dumb okay.." Khushi turned to him angrily.

"I never said that.." Arnav smirked.

"I know you meant to say that.." Khushi rolled her eyes.

"When you recognize yourself, what can I do?" Arnav said.

Khushi knocked the door with full force.

Arnav smirked staring at her.

She was knocking the door staring at him angrily. Buaji opened the door but Khushi kept knocking on her face.

Arnav couldn't help but let out a chuckle.

Payal laughed out loudly. Buaji widened her eyes shocked.

Khushi turned to her and smiled sheepishly: I'm..

"Have you gone mad Khushi? Why knocking the door as if you saw some dog behind you?" Buaji scolded her.

"There is indeed a dog behind me.." Khushi said gritting her teeth.

"What the.." Arnav glared at her.

"Kya hua beta? What did you say?" Buaji smiled confused.

"Nothing.." Arnav nodded sideways.

"No, you said something what the.. What's this? Oh.. Water na.. I know little bit of English.. Heyy Lali bring water for him.." Buaji shouted to the maid.

Arnav rolled his eyes thinking, "Where am I stuck man? Did mom thought well before sending me to this asylum.."

Garima came running with puja thali in her hand and nervous smile printed on her face.

"Beta.." she said and stood in the door "I'm really sorry for making you wait here.. move you both.. Let me welcome him.."

Arnav wanted to tell her that it was not needed as he doesn't believe in these things, but his heart didn't feel like saying. Seemed like she made an effort of decorating the mansion for him, and they would feel bad. He didn't want things to get more uncomfortable than it was.

Khushi and Payal entered and stood next to Garima.

"Mumma you must welcome him in a grand way. Do some 20 rounds with your puja thali.." Khushi teased him.

"What the.." Arnav frowned at her.

"Have patience beta. Water is coming.." Buaji smiled.

Arnav felt like banging his head on a wall now.

"Lali fast.." Buaji shouted.

Garima start with praying, and Khushi mischievously started singing.

Meri saason mein tu hai samaya (You occupy every breath of mine)

Mera jeevan to hai tera saaya (My whole life is under Your shadow)

Meri saason mein tu hai samaya (You occupy every breath of mine)

Mera jeevan to hai tera saaya (My whole life is under Your shadow)

Teri pooja karoon main to hardam (I worship You always)

Yeh hai tere karam (It's all Your blessings)

Kabhi khushi kabhie gham (Sometimes happiness, sometimes sadness)

Na judaa honge hum (We shall not be separated)

Kabhi khushi kabhie gham (In times of happiness, in times of sadness)

She started throwing flowers to Arnav from Garima's puja thali smiling. Arnav glared at her, still he had to keep quiet.

Garima glared at her, and signaled her to keep back the flowers. Khushi smilingly kept it back, because she managed to irritate him, her job is done.

A cool breeze made the flowers on Arnav's hair and shoulder fly back to her. Khushi looked away smiling, while her hair was flying on air, she was trying to escape from the flowers.

Arnav kept staring at her, while Garima was applying tikka on his forehead.

Hum Tumhare Hain Tumhare Sanam

(I am only Yours, my love)