Sunday, 17 August 2014

School Enemies Turned Hubby Wifey SYNOPSIS


GENRE: ROMCOM

School is a place where people get to know themselves.. Where we evolve from childhood to adolescence. People never forget their school friendship.. NEITHER THE SCHOOL ENEMIES

This is a story of two such awful enemies of school who marry each other not knowing the fact... and they discover about each other on their wedding night! WHAT WILL HAPPEN THEN?

School Enemies Turned Hubby Wifey EPILOGUE

**Check Character Sketch for Pictures of new characters**


ABBE KAMEENEY.. SAALE… KITHE HO? MENNU BACHAO
The voice boomed shaking the very foundation of Shantivan. Anjali rushed to their room from kitchen. Nani tagged along. There what he saw shocked them.
Anjali: Vishu?
She whispered. There they saw, Vishal sitting on the bed while his hair was pulled one side while he was being used as a jump bed and also being painted on face.
Vishal: Anju, What are you doing there standing like a statue? Help me.
Anjali rushed to him and pulled them away and glared at them.
Anjali: Vishali.. Aashi.. Aashay? What have you done?
There were 2 girls and a boy. Out of which one girl was elder one with dark black eyes and long hair cupping her cute baby color face.
Tejaswini: Maa… Papa…
Yes. That is Anali Vishal’s daughter Tejaswini Khanna. 8 years old.
Seeing her stutter, the younger kids who were of same age and girl with chocolate brown eyes and boy with almond eyes bumped in to save.
Aashi and Aashay: Bua, phopha said that he is very strong. He only asked us to. Hai na Teju di?
Tejaswini: Haan maa.
Vishal: No anju.
Anjali kept her hands on her hips and tapped her feet which was a pose she gave when she wants truth. All laughed at the kids and Anjali, vishal.
At that time another kid jumped in shouting.
PHOPHA LIAR.
All turned to see a cute boy with green eyes and short hair looking at them with his naughty smile.
Vishal: aa jao bhai Abhinand. Tumhari hi kami thi is vaanar sena mein.
Come on. Only you were missing from this monkey gang.
Abhinand: phopha.. you always rile bhai n di’s and end up this way and when you get caught you act all achara in front of bua. Not done.
Vishal: Kya achar? Konsa achar?
He asked confused when Khushi came there as usual correcting the hindi.
Khushi: Achara nahi Abhinan.. Its bichara.
Only difference is 8 years before she started doing it for his father n now she is doing for both father and son. Yes, Abhinand is NK’s and his beautiful wife Abha’s son. Abha was a girl who dared to love NK inspite of his tuti hindi. It was nearly 7 years since it happened. Still no one in Shantivan could believe that always fooling around NK found out such a responsible and equally naughty girl as his life partner. It was when Khushi was pregnant for 6 months and Teju was 6 months old. All were at dining table having lunch. Anjali was having Teju in her lap who was stubborn about not leaving her. So Vishal was feeding Anjali and having his lunch too. Arnav and Vishal were working from home to help their lady love. Suddenly from nowhere NK appeared who was supposed to be in his music theatre.
Nani: Arey Nk bitwa? You went for your music recording na?
Mami: Hello hi bye bye!! Ee ka NK babua? Carrotwa ka kheer ka smellwa airwa mein aya ka? That you landed here all of a sudden.
Mama: Manno. Let him speak.
Mami glared at him shutting up. NK glanced everyone nervously and turned to the door signaling someone. And there came a beautiful girl in sandal yellow salwar ans stood beside him fidgeting her fingers as the raizada’s looked at him amusedly. Mami was the first one to react.
Mami: hain? Who ijj thijj bootifool girlwa?
NK: Maa..
Meenu: guys I don’t remember writing NK calling Mami as maasi.. so I am making him a raizada, i.e. mami mama’s son.
NK: Maa, this is Abha Mishra. My paheli lambi thareekh.
My long puzzle date.
Meenu: Nk bitwa, how come u managed ur thareekh with this hindi?
Khushi Anjali and Abha altogether slapped their foreheads with their palms.
Khushi: Nanhe ji, Its pehli, not paheli.
Anjali: I really pity this beautifull girl.
NK: Paheli pehli its all same. Anyways, My Abha wont mind. Hai na?
Abha gave her beautiful smile with a glint in her eyes.
Abha: Haan. Well I fell for your funny hindi mainly Nandu ji.
Khushi and anjali giggled while Arnav n Vishal coughed swallowing their laughs. Nani had a wide smile and Mami was as usual scandalized.
Mami: Hain? How many dayjj wa you know him that you supportwa? And he hajj a pet namewa too? But I like you. I have a cool bahuriya like me. All tip taap and bootifool.
Abha immediately bent to touch her foot as all let out a scream of joy at the new member of the family. Soon Abha and Nk got married and went to honeymoon in Australia.
Turning to our Arshi, They were mostly lost in Rabba Ve and eye lock. After the party, they got busy with Anjali who was ready to stage all her Drama talent and the tears that come without use of glycerin. Her mood swings were high and her cravings were disasterous. Pani puri in middle of night, ice cream in rain, gajar ka halwa sambar chawal. The toughest one was asking Vishal to carry her and go from room to room in Shantivan. Poor soul vishal!! At last her delivery date came much to the relief of Vishal and Arnav after smashing all the bones of Vishal’s hands and after giving him all abuses, With Vishal’s dark eyes and Anjali’s beauty, their daughter was born. But as they heard the baby’s cry from delivery room, here khushi fainted panicking everyone. The doctor came rushing after getting earful from Arnav Vishal n NK. During Anjali’s pregnancy, Vishal grew a good brotherly relation with Khushi after a lot of courage boost from Arnav[LOL].
As the doctor checked Khushi, her face broke into a big smile and turned to Arnav irritating him.
Arnav: What the!! Here my wife is unconscious and you are smiling? Call your dean. You will be fired. Now open your damn mouth and tell what happened to her.
Vishal and NK had to waste all their energies to calm him down.
Doctor: Its ok Mr. Raizada. You love your wife so much. Anyways. Congratulations. Actually double congratulations. Mrs. Khanna gave birth to a healthy girl and Mrs. Raizada is pregnant for 3 weeks.
That;s when it stroke Arnav’s brain. Khushi was hyper for weeks as her chums was getting delayed which never happened before. Arnav grinned as it dawned on him now. He was going to be a father. His chamkili is pregnant.
Khushi’s pregnancy was phenomenal. Once Arnav thought Khushi’s preggy mood swings would be more comfy than her Chums. But he was wrong. Khushi taught him the spelling of many words which he never knew, like HELL, PATIENCE etc. sometimes she will wake him at midnight and ask him to get her an ice cream that will be available only at the other end of the city or sometimes she will ask for jalebis at such an odd hour that he himself had to make them. But more than these cravings, she was almost 24*7 erotically charged which amused ever charged Arnav.
Meenu: Its time for some reverse of role Arnav bitwa[LOL].
Sometimes as soon as he entered their room she used to pounce on him. she would be all kitten in front of family while she turns lioness in their room on bed. Though it amused Arnav to core, he also enjoyed it. So he obliged everytime till she reached her 7th month which was after NK Abha marriage much to Khushi’s irritation. She used to throw anything and everything on him in anger and immediately cool down as Arnav takes her in his arms and says sweet nothings in her ear and put her to sleep. It was torture for Arnav to stay away from her as the pregnancy made her glow more and her baby bump made her look more beautiful. But he stayed quiet for her and babies. He used to play her ultrasound CD and get mostly emotional seeing the live’s they created. He was bursting with joy as he heard doctor announce about their twins after Khushi’s ultra sound in her 5th month. Her delivery was another hell for Arnav. She made him stay with her in delivery room giving him all earfull and as the doctor asked her to push, she pushed Arnav.
Arnav: What the? Khushi she is saying about the baby.
Khushi: Hell with it. Its been 8 damn hours since my water broke and you are asking me F*****g push? Cant you see my state. I am hell exhaust. And you are standing here like a statue and ask me to push. All because of you!!
Arnav: Unbelievable!! You were the wild cat here and now you say all because of me? Ok Ok.. Calm down. Its almost over. Just do as doctor say. For our babies. Pls chamkili.
And with one heavy push, first came the roaring cry of the girl and then came another thunderous cry of the boy. Boy had Khushi’s almond eyes with Manly curves and the girl had Arnav’s vhocolate brown eyes with her girlish curves.
As they become month old, Arnav n Khushi pounced on each other like hunger people.
Arnav: Hell Khushi, I missed this for months. Damn hell it was to sleep beside you and staying doing nothing.
Khushi: Like that.. Push.. Push hard man. God I missed it so much. Only you know to please me. Oh Arnav… Once more… Harder…
Meenu: Unbelievable!!! And they are parents of twins!!! [:o]
This way, this besharam couple are proud parents of Aashi(Means Smile) and Aashay(Means gist) of 6 years old and chacha chachi of Abhinand
(means welcome) of 4 years old and Mamu Mami of Teju who was 7 years old. Their kids had equal share of good and bad qualities of Arnav n Khushi out of which their well known one was troubling the bali ka bakra Vishal. Today being Saturday he promised to take the kids for outing, but he slept in afternoon forgetting his plan. So the kids were punishing him out of which Aashay was the most naughty one. He was the one who was pulling Vishal’s hair waking him and Abhinand was missing as he was taken for vaccination.
Khushi: Nanhe ji. You are teaching him this hindi? I think I will have to do this correcting job life long.
NK: Oops sorry Khushiji. I asked Abha to teach him properly. But she..
Mami: Tumhare Englishwa correct karne se timewa mile tab na NK bitwa.
Only when she is free from correcting yours.
Abha: Exactly Maa. I thought I can manage his Hindi. Alas!! Now my son is also learning his damage hindi. HUH!!
NK: Abha? You too? Unbelievable!! You all are teasing award winning music composer.
Meenu: I dint get anything better. So made him music composer. Imagine for yourself.
All laughed at his plight when Arnav slowly reached Khushi and hugged her from behind. She rested her head on his shoulders as he whispered in his ears.
Arnav: Weekend, Farm house.. Kids with Jeeju. Lets escape?
Khushi: Besharam Laad governor. We have to go through the Singhania project and we have board meeting and Fashion week is on its way. And you think of farm house and weekend? Where is the workaholic Raizada Di n Mami used to say about?
She chided softly into his ears teasing him.
Arnav: Workaholic replaced by Laad governor after his marriage with chamkili.
Mami: ee lo. These two love birds went on honeymoon for 1 month now even after 8 years they are like newly wedded. Huh NK bitwa learn from them. You and your dad are waste.
Nani: Manorama? Remember about the days when you returned from Jammu… if yes, don’t call my son a waste hereafter.
Mama: Haan nahi toh. Manno beware, I have my amma with me. And if you want I can also leave office and sit with you and go around world. But 30 years before what you called as honeymoon will be teerath yatra now. Shall we?
Mami: aap shut upya ho jayiye ji.
All had to suppress their laughter seeing the elder couple nok jhok. As everyone went out with kids for outing, Arnav and Khushi stayed back as they were tired after their meeting.
Yes, Khushi was made one of the MD in AR group like all other family members. But she being a fashion graduate, started attending the office after kids started schooling. She was really good at it and soon became partner with Arnav and Vishal in business.
Its been 3 years since then. So there was a borad of directors meet where they had to select new CEO. When Arnav and Vishal proposed for Khushi, she politely refused and proposed Arnav or Vishal. As board of directors were pleased with all three, they accepted and this time too Vishal asked Arnav to be the CEO. so Arnav was made CEO again. But he could not understand Khushi’s rejection. So he asked her again as they settled for evening tea in their living room as usual Khushi was sitting on his lap like she used to when no one is around as he keeps nuzzling her with his proud nose.
Khushi: Well once I snatched something you deserved. But I cannot do it now, as you and Jeeju are the soul reason behind the growth of AR. So…
Arnav: Seriously? You are talking about that SPL election in school? Seriously you are guilty? When you actually were ready to kill me in many other situations?
It was the time of elections for school student heads. Arnav being 9th grade and responsible student he was selected one of the candidate and Vishal being in 11th was also selected for senior head. Khushi and Arnav being in almost level were made competors. As Arnav tried to please every student, Khushi made a fool of him. When he was asked to give an official speech, she gave her  speech where he was made to sound like a strict Hitler than a friendly student head. But Arnav managed to escape. When he said about their canteen food menu, she made a menu which made his to look like a  military menu again making him a fool. He had to face a lot of competition from her. She was playing a fair yet a tough game. But he found her offers and ideas more innovative and he got tired of fighting with her every single time as he wanted to get in harmony with her. So he withdrew from the election and she was made the head girl of the school and he was made the sports secretary as he was good in that firld  and both got busy with their duties and both were doing good, so he never got a chance to talk to her and being in 9th, his 10th portions too started and the year flew away. Khushi felt guilty as she snatched his chance seeing him handling things better than her in sports. She thought that he might do good as a Head boy. So she silently started observing him and got ideas for handling situations and make better out of worst. Then she left the school as her father’s business was shifted to another city which made both of them miss each other terribly.
Khushi: Err… I always felt you would have done better than me. So I started following your steps ad got credits. And this time I dint want that. I wanted you to get the credits you deserve. So..
Arnav laughed at that making her hit him playfully.
Arnav: What do you think? That I dint know about you? Being a boy from well known business family, the first lesson I was taught was to keep your enemies more close than friends. And you being my worst yet adorable enemy, I had known your every move. Seeing you following my thoughts in school matters, I started to drop in suggestions just like that, knowing you were listening as I always felt you even you before you appear. That’s how I came to the ball room as your partner as I know something is gonna happen and I knew you even in mask as I recognized you so well even to my surprise. I pushed your partner to my girl and landed in his place and as I expected I saw you all tensed as your zip got opened. But though I was careful, I damaged it and after that I couldn’t delete that image of you running out with tears looking all like a cindrella running down the corridor. That’s why in my first designing session I designed that dress imagining you to be grown as you stuck to my mind even without my knowledge. But when you entered my life again, you were no near to my imaginations. You totally blew me. You were the most gorgeous like a greek goddess and most importantly you were  SOOOO SEXYYY!!
He drawled earning a slap from his so sexy wife.
Khushi: Have some shame you laad governor. You are father of two kids. Still you flirt with me?
Arnav(smirking): What’s the shame? I am flirting with my wife. Being a father increases my right on you. And don’t act so old when we are just 32 n 31. Moreover, I can never forget being father of those 2 brats as they keep reminding me by interrupting our sessions and your pregnant mood swings and your abuses are still afress in my mind. Horrible!!
He said with a horror look as Khushi giggled. She thought of giving him another shock.
Khushi: Well I had another reason for not accepting the proposal today.
Arnav quirked his brow in question while Khushi grinned.
Khushi: Well I will need to discontinue for few months as I cannot be attending meetings and run behind clients with my pregnant belly you see…
Arnav lifted his head from her crook with his infamous
WHAT THE!!!
Khushi: what the nahi!! Pregnant, 2 weeks. Confirmed. Got test reports today morning only. So Mr. Raizada!! You are becoming father again and before your question me, I am normal and kids being 6 years old can manage with the new member and I AM HEALTHY ENOUGH TO GIVER BIRTH!!
Arnav chuckled at her as he asked the same questions when he was told about her pregnancy as then only Anjali gave birth to Teju. He smiled wide as he captured her lips in a long, sweet and passionate kiss. His groans and her moans filled the living room and with a loud complaining moan from her Arnav broke the kiss for air. He smirked at her annoyed face and gave a quick peck on her forehead and leaned his forehead on hers.
Arnav: Save all your moans for tonight Mrs. Raizada. Its gonna be a wild ride.
Khushi chucked
Khushi: Well I am always ready. And you too be ready for the roller coaster ride for next 9 months.
He laughed out loud as he said a Loud WHAT THE and laughed more as she heard her pagal family’s
WE ARE ALSO READY!!
Aashi and Aashay ran to them as Khushi picked the latter and Arnav picked the former in their arms.
Aashi n Aashya: Papa, we will get a bro or sis?
Arshi: Yes babies, you ll get one soon.
Abhinand: I want a girl as always Aashi di and Teju di being elder to me always boss me.
Aashay: Yes I too want a girl to pamper like.. Aashi is too tough at times.
Aashi: Aww? Maa Papa, I want a boy so that I can team up with him to fight Aashay.
Teju: I am ok with anything. As I am the elder anyway!!
The elders giggled hearing the kids complaining and demanding. But NK jumped in between.
NK: Hey Nannav Khushiji, cheating.. Cheating… shamanchi shamanchi.
Khushi: Ramanchi Nanheji..
NK: Haan vahi vahi… I and Abha thought of surprising you telling that she is pregnant, 4 weeks
WHAT THE!!
YAHOOO
CONGRATS
KHUSH RAHO
HELLO HI BYE BYE
All exclamations were followed by Mami
Mami: Last time, Anjali bitiya brought a chote packetwa and the same day Khushi bitiya was pregnantwa and this time its my bahuriya and Khushi btiya again together. HELLO HI BYE BYE!! Why anjali bitiya is behind this time?
Vishal: Behind? Anjali is too pregnant for 3 weeks!! We also thought of surprise. But this enemies from school always beat our chances..
There was a loud noise again as all were shocked surprised and happy all at same time.
Arnav and Khushi stood looking at their mad family with a content smile while Arnav dreamt of All three ladies with belly together and in labour ward together and exclaimed a loud WHAT THE

While his chamkili who knew her Laad governor well giggled earning a deathly glare from him.

School Enemies Turned Hubby Wifey Part 20(LAST)

LOVE IN AIR

For a happily married couple, everyday (night) is honeymoon. And great example for this were our Laad Governor and Chamkili. They enjoyed their honeymoon to fullest. Arnav took her to nearest shop to get groceries and from the bedroom window of their condo which was in 20th floor, they were able to do sightseeing.
Kitchen, lounge, dinidng table, his study, all 3 bedrooms including their master bedroom were witness for their wild, soft, unsual besharam love making.
One night Khushi was kneading flour for rotis for their dinner. She was in one of Arnav’s shirt and track that she managed to get after Arnav hid the wardrobe keys so that she doesn’t dress. Arnav was sleeping in the masterbedroom after their steamy evening session of make out. It has been a week since they came here and in this one week, Arnav saw to that he kept his word. He showed her what he is capable of.
As she was prepared the dough she felt two more hands that joined in the bowl of dough. She dint need 7th sense to know who it was. Who can it be than her ever charged husband?
He moulded her as she moulded the dough.
Khushi: Hmmm.. Arnav.. What are you doing?
Arnav instead of answering bent and pressed his lips in her neck.
Arnav: helping my wife like a good husband.
Khushi: Is this called helping?
Arnav’s lips moved to ear lobe earning a soft moan from her.
Arnav: Then what?
Khushi: Arnav.. go now.. I need to prepare dinner.
Arnav: But I am hungry.
Khushi: Shut up. You are ever hungry. Lets have dinner first. Let me prepare.
Arnav: Ok. But you will have to feed me. Bring the dinner to our room soon. You know I hate delay.
He winked and went.
Life cannot be more colorful and funful thought Khushi as she did her cooking.
Here Arnav smirked as his mind was working over time. Khushi came with the dinner tray to the room only to find it dimly lit. She placed the tray on the coffee table and looked around.
Khushi: Arnav??
Then she saw something glittering on the coffee table beside the tray. She took and saw his KHEEDE KI BARAAT handwriting on it.
Khushi: Huh!! He and his handwriting. Understanding him and his handwriting is a task out of the world!!
She tried to read it.
MY HEART HOLDS YOU
SAME WAY MY CUPBOARD HOLDS YOUR MEMORIES!!
KEY TO IT SERVES AS KEY TO THE DOOR OF MY HEART
SEARCH FOR THE KEY OF OUR PAST
TO OPEN THE DOOR OF OUR PRESENT!!
Khushi: Inke seedhe baat hi hum samajh nahi paate. Ab yeh ese paheliyan bhujayenge toh hum kya Karen? DEVI MAIYYA RAKSHA KARNA
I find it difficult to understand his straight words. Now he is talking in puzzle!!
Meenu: I dono what I wrote. Just whatever came to my mind. Readers please parcel the tomato and chappals if its so difficult for you[;)]
Khushi switched on the lights and started looking for the key. Alas!! She couldn’t find it anywhere. But then something clicked. She turned to Arnav’s things. She searched for his shirt that presented him. She took the shirt from his heap of stinky clothes and saw a heart stuck on it. She opened and saw the key.
Khushi: His mind is working overtime nowadays. I will have to being it under control. Khushi.. Chalo lag jaa treasure hunt mein!!
She took the key and reached their cupboard. She opened it and saw a safe in it. She saw it to be password locked. She thought for sometime. Then she remembered his words. THE CUPBOARD HOLDS HER MEMORIES. So she tried her name.
KHUSHI.
But the safe dint open. Then she tried both of their name together.
ARSHI
Not again.
But then something stuck her mind. Then she tried her name again. But this time the name he gave her.
CHAMKILI
And the safe opens.
Meenu: Kuch zyada ho gaya.. I know
She opened the safe and saw her anklets, bangles and the fountain pen whose ink she sprinkled on him on the very first meeting in school.


Her eyes teared seeing her things safe with him. Suddenly the lights went on and there appered her Laad governor with a bunch of bright red roses.
Arnav: Khushi those are just the string to pull your memories. I stole them from your locker when you went to for your swimming competition. These are lifeless. But your eyes!! They always held a special place in my heart. Though I tend to forget you, when it came to girls, all I thought was your eyes. Your beautiful almond hazel eyes. Others missed the glint that your doe shaped eyes held then and now. I thought we can never be in harmony being such nasty enemies. But Today its different. I LOVE YOU MY ENEMY FROM SCHOOL. MY CHAMKILI. You were mine to fight then and mine to consume now. Will you be my Valentine for whole life?
Khushi ran to him and hugged him crying madly. She hit him and bit him at his crook.
Arnav: Ouch!! Khushi.. if you want to reject, say it in words. Kaatne ki kya zarurat?
Why should you bite?
Khushi bit him hard.
Khushi: WHAT THE!! How could you think I will reject?
Arnav: Then why?
Khushi: For making me emotional and senti.
Arnav: So my answer?
Khushi: I LOVE YOU TOO MY LAAD GOVERNOR. You were only mine to trouble and only mine now. I will only be your valentine.
Arnav chucked at her possessiveness as he hugged her absorbing her completely.
Arnav: My over possessive junlgi billi. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY
Khushi: Laad governor. HAPPY VALENTINES DAY.
They both kissed sealing their confession and they entered a new world which had only them. Then the days and nights were forgotten and the dinner lay there untouched as the lovers consumes each other(on bed[;)])
This was a month before. Yes.. Their honeymoon was extended to a month from 2 weeks. It would have extended more if Anjali wouldn’t have called staging all her nautanki from Delhi to Milan through mobile.
Anjali(Crying): Chote, Biwi kya aa gayi, apne di ko bhul gaye? Who di jo maa ban ne wali hai.
You forgot your pregnant sister after seeing your wife.
Arnav groaned as khushi giggled.
Arnav: Di, enough. Did I say anything when you went for 2nd honeymoon that too for 3 weeks when I was just married?
Anjali cried louder.
Anjali: Chote, now you are back answering me.
Mami: Arnab bitwa EE ka? Apne pregnantwa Di ko cryingwa karath ho. Come home earlyjjj pileajj.
Arnav: Mami…
Khushi: we will be arriving soon Mamiji. Give our love to Naniji and Nanheji. We will call once they come from satsang.
Vishal: Saale saab, we have deals to deal with. Hope you don’t forget.
Arnav: Oh don’t repeat my words to me J.e.e.j.a.j.i. Cut the call right now.
So this is how they reluctantly reached India from their never ending honeymoon.
As they reached they got another important news, actually two.. no three important news.
First, Aman was getting married, Next Lavanya was getting married. 3rd is that, Delhi Public School Alumini arranged a get together old students.
Arnav used to mostly miss it as he was abroad for studies while Khushi attended once when she came back to Delhi with her family shifting their business. Not seeing the person she wanted to, she dint turn up again and then she too went abroad for higher studies. So this time they planned to shock their old friends which was going to be greatest shock for everyone. Vishal stayed back as Anjali was not feeling good nowadays.
Khushi: Arnav, what shall I wear for the Alumini party?
Arnav: Whatever you wear, I am always concerned about tearing it. Then why worry?
Khushi hit him and glared at him.
Khushi: You can never over it can you? Just get out and let me dress.
Arnav: Let me dress you.
He winked while she kept her hands on her hips warning him.
Khushi: I know we will never go out of the room if you dress me. So GET OUT NOW.
This became their daily routine. They loved riling up the other and irritating to the core. And they loved the making up part more.
They reached the Delhi public school on time. Arnav got out of his lack SUV and held his arm out for his wife. Khushi slipped out and held his arm. All the people gathered there took in a sharp breath seeing the made of each other couple who were looking out of the world.
Arnav was in smooth black tuxedo while Khushi was in simple red georgette saree matching his black tux. They were joined by Aman and Lavanya much to their surprise. As soon as they reached the hall, Arnav caught Aman while Khushi caught lavanya.
Arnav: What the!! Aman? You are getting married in 3 weeks time right? Then what are you doing with Khushi’ friend?
Khushi: Lav you are also getting married in 3 weeks. WAIT.. IS IT WHAT I AM THINKING?
Arnav gave a confused look while Aman smiled and Lavanya had a twinkle in her eyes matching those of Khushi’s glint.
Khushi: OMG OMG OMG… Arnav, your WORK WIFE n my PARTNER IN CRIME are hooked up together. They are getting married to each other.
Arnav: What the F***
Khushi: Not here atleast. Tie up your Laad Governor giri and be my Arnav here.
Arnav: Oh that would not do as I am famous as your Laad governer than your Arnav here my Chamkili.
He said with his OH SO SEXY smirk that made Khushi go all red blushing embarrassing other 2.
Aman n Lavanya: Uhu uhu!!! Looks like the party is gonna start. Please lets take our seats.
They were led to their seats as the host, one of their batchmet started addressing them. They had nice time meeting their old friends there. But they were yet to recognize the then enemies and now Loving husband wife.
Wonderful dinner was served. As they all settled after dinner, one of them asked everyone to join the dance floor after reintroducing themselves and their better half. All did as asked and danced for songs of their choice. Aman and Lavanya also did the same. But as they were about to move out, Lavanya got an idea. She held Aman’s arms and got back to the mic.
Lavanya: Guys, I like to say something about the next couple.
Aman nudged her in confusion as she eyed Arnav and Khushi.
Lavanya: We have seen school students fighting and then becoming friends. Or remaining as enemies. Sometimes we have seen people forgetting as they leave the school. But here we have a couple or should I say school enemies?
Aman: I thought my boss ASR was a lion, unbeatable. But now I come to know that, every lion has its ring master and my boss got his ring master when he was in school itself. My boss whom I thought to be unbeatable was a bali ka bakra in many mischieves which he never was involved exclusively framed by a junior girl whom he called as chamkili.
Lavanya: My friend, whom I thought to be naughty yet sweet and caring was a lion tamer when it came to her enemy whom she called as laad governor.
Aman: My boss never keeps enemity hanging. But I never knew that he can repay it with love.
Lavanya: My friend who never left chance to frame her enemy is now in love with the same enemy to such an irreversible extent.
Aman n La: So guys, put your hands together for the SCHOOL ENEMIES who are now HUSBAND n WIFE so in LOVE. THE LAAD GOVERNOR and HIS CHAMKILI. Aka, the Fashion King ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA and his QUEEN KHUSHI ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA.
There were many gasps which got suppressed in the sound of applauds as they saw the perfect couple who stood under the spotlight. Arnav forwarded his hand to Khushi as he signaled the DJ. Khushi happily placed her hand on his.
Arnav looked into her hazel eyes as she looked into his caramel orbs that were melting in love for her. they swayed together as he hummed.

Teri aankhon se hui yaariyan chalte chalte yunhi
Meri aankhon ne teri aankhon se aap-beeti kahi
Teri aankhon k piche piche hum pagle se chal pade
Meri aankhen ab dil ke chakar me kuch bhi na sunti hain


He twirled her making her loose hair fly as he kept his hand on his heart and pointed to her. She came back running to him and kissed above his heart.

Dil yeh dhokha dhadi kar dega, Socha na tha
Itni yeh gadbadi kar dega, Socha na tha
Aisi mushkil khadi kar dega, Socha na tha

Ud gaye tote, tere to ud gaye tote re
La la la la....
Ud gaye tote re, tere to ud gaye tote re

Haan tera dil farebi hain
Aur hum sirphire bhi hain
Pyaar-vyaar hum nahi jaante
Seedhe-saade lagte ho
Phir kyun aise thugte ho
Lagte hain kya nadaani se

Hmm, isey jo maaf kije wallah
Yeh dil zara sa hai nitthalla
Iraade hain beimaan se


Arnav held her waist and she placed her one hand at his back and other cupping her nape. Arnav bend down and kissed her forehead as she closed her eyes in submission.

Dil ye dhokha dhadi kar dega, Socha na tha
Itni ye gadbadi kar dega, Socha na tha
Aise mushkil khadi kar dega, Socha na tha..

They were still in the same position as the song ended. Arnav then cupped her face as she looked into his eyes.
Arnav: We will  be the best example for what elders say.
Khushi: From fight, to Love.
Arnav: I Love you. Not in past, not now. I love you forever.
Khushi: I love you too. Not when we have silly fight. Not when I hear your sugar coated words. I love you the every passing second of our life.
Claps of people present there was loud enough to put thunder to shame. But nothing could less the love that was shown in those hazel orbs and Chocolate brown eyes.

Laad Governor and Chamkili ki Anoki Prem ki dastaan is never ending.


THANK YOU

Song credits
Movie: R...Raijkumar
Song: Dhoka Dhadi

School Enemies Turned Hubby Wifey Part 19

WHIPPING CREAM
They had delicious dinner but Arnav’s mind was all set for something more delicious.
 Meenu: Arnav bitwa, your gutter mind is always charged.
Khushi completed her dinner and ran inside. Her assets were shaking inside his shirt as he removed her inners during their session. It was a sight to watch. He gulped down his food as soon as he could so that he can reach his dessert. But Khushi was quick she jumped into the room when Arnav was busy eating and set everything ready and went inside bathroom to hide.
Arnav finished his dinner and entered the bedroom and searched for her. But the empty room welcomed him. Then his eyes fell on the bed and caught something unusual. He went near and took a look at it.
There were two shirts. One was small and other one was big. He removed both and took a closer look. The small shirt had a patter at its hem. The pattern was of damped paint while there was same pattern in the big shirt but that was designed. That’s when he understood that it was his shirt that Khushi damped with paint in school days.
RECOGNIZED IT?
Her voice came from behind as she tapped his shoulder. Arnav turned to her found that she was in the lingerie he brought. He looked at her with wide eyes. That lingerie hugged her curved and left her cleavage for him to lay his greedy eyes upon. But he had to deal the matter in his hands now.
Arnav: Khushi this shirt?
Khushi smiled.
Khushi: I stole it from your suitcase before our final exam that year and hid it in the secret column in my suitcase.
Arnav: And this bigger one?
Khushi: That was my first design I did in my fashion designing course.
Arnav: really? But the pattern looks so real. Like paint. You have so much talent my darling wife.
Khushi: I have much more talent hubby.
Arnav: really? Lets see.
He kept the shirts with his other dresses and turned to her. but she was already at the bedroom door. Before he could near her, she ran away to living room. He ran behind her. She threw whatever she caught on him.
Arnav: Arrey, its hurting.
They both ran into dining room. Khushi’s hands caught the bowl of whipped cream and emptied it on him.
Khushi: Hahaha… Again Arnav. Last time it was curd. This time it is whipped cream. Hahahaha
She laughed.
Arnav: Bahut Hassi aa rahi hai tereko. Ye lo.
You laugh. So here have.
Saying he neared her in long strides and caught her by her waist and rubbed his face on hers. He rubbed so slowly arousing her and himself more. Now both were covered in cream.
Arnav: You were once covered in chocolate sauce. Now whipped cream. Looks like you are my dessert to eat.
Saying he neared her face to catch her lips but khushi pushed him.
Khushi: No. Its so sticky. Lets take shower first.
Arnav: I want my dessert first.
Khushi: Arnav?
Arnav caught her shoulder. He blowed near her ears making her loose her sense. She caught his bare shoulder for support. He slowly started licking her cheek consuming her cheek as well as her at the same time. He licked till he reached the corner of her lips. Then he went to the other side and did the same frustrating her. As he realized that she is more than aroused he stopped his action abruptly irritating her.
Arnav: You are right. its so sticky. We have to shower.
Saying he left her and went inside the washroom with his towel. Khushi was frustrated to the core. She stomped and followed him to the washroom. She slammed the door open only to find him smirking at her leaning on the shower cubicle’s glass wall.
She stomped her feet and reached his side.

*WARNING MATURE CONTENT*
**REFRAIN READING IF UNCOMFORTABLE OR BELOW 18**

She caught his nape and tugged his face to hers. She slammed her lips on his cheeks licking the cream off. Slowly, very slowly she licked it off his face and reached his lips. Her lips were moving over his, nibbling, nipping, biting and licking.
Arnav was lost his control in frustrating her. He started biting her lips demanding entry. Khushi instead of opening her mouth she pushed her tongue inside his and vent put all her frustration. But that was not enough for her.
Her hands traveled down from his nape to his pant zip. She slowly removed it and pulled out his member. She took it in her hand and started caressing it.
Arnav groaned in her mouth. Khushi felt him growing in her touch. Arnav’s hands went to her lingerie and pulled it as they reached the shower area.  The Shower which was automatic and as it was already set in perfect temperature started pouring on them.
Khushi was all in her glory and Arnav’s pant was half pulled. His member was being treated by hand while his hands were kneading her breasts and their mouths were making love.
Arnav was nearing. He came out of his pants in seconds and she took his member and guided it into her. The water falling them made it more erotic. She wound her leg on her hips as he supported her by catching her by her waist. His each thrust was giving her new sensations. Her nails pricked the skin at his back. She moaned and he groaned. As he knew that she was nearing, he increased his thrust speed. With one upward forcefull thrust he climaxed pouring his seeds into her mumbling her name in her ears while she came next screaming in pleasure as her warmth surrounded his member.

They came out of the shower and both dried the other with spongy towel along with some teasing.
They came out wrapped in single bid bathrobe. Arnav’s hands never left her milky skin of her waist while her hands were playing with his damp hair.
Khushi: Arnav, where that shirt na.
Arnav left the robe wrapping it around her and went to wear the shirt. It was fitting him perfectly. Arnav raised an amused eye brow to her.
Khushi blushed as she replied.
Khushi: When I asked to make first men’s wear, I could only imagine you. So I thought of how you will be if you grow up and I made the design. I got good grades for this. So once I got to know that I married my Laad governor, I searched my room for your old shirt and brought this new shirt too. But before I could give you, we were here. So thought of giving it as honeymoon gift.
Arnav: Perfect chamkili. We were all thinking about each other when we were perfect enemies. Unbelievable!!
Khushi smiled wide.
Khushi: Our fights then brought us only close now. It really amuses how we are like this when we were only fighting and fighting.

They both laughed and giggled as they fell on the bed and cuddled to each other and fell asleep peacefully in each others arms.

School Enemies Turned Hubby Wifey Part 18

COOKING
Arnav went to his Milan office with Mark on his side after his fun and kiss filled lunch.
Arnav: Mark, just get it clear. Get whatever signatures you want now itself. Don’t keep calling me later. I will be here for some hours. Get everything done.
Mark: Yes sir.
Meenu: bichara kuch aur kuch keh bhi nahi sakta.
Arnav did all his office works in the time he got and wrapped everything up releaving himself from work to enjoy his honeymoon with his wild wife. Arnav instructed everything and left the office in evening. He drove his SUV himself and went to a Lingerie shop in Milan city mall. He entered and smiled at the lady there who was astonished.
Arnav: Hello.
Lady: Hello sir. How can we help you?
Arnav: Err. I want some Lingerie.
Lady smiled at him and led him to the lingerie section.
The sales lady asked for the size.
Arnav: 32B will be correct I think.
She displayed him many. But one RED color caught his attention and he smirked. It was modest yet it was enough to make him go wild.



Meenu: Arey Arnav Bitwa!!! Aap toh Khushi ko Kaale kambal lappet the hue dekhe bhi FULL ON mode mein chale jate hain.. Iss Lingerie ki kya zarurat hai?[LOL]

Arnav packed it and left the shop paying for it. He went to another shop and bought something else too. By the time he came out of the shop, it was 6 in evening. His condo was 2 hours from the place where he is. He ignited his SUV engine and rushed to see his jungle bhilli.
Here Khushi was all set to surprise him.
Meenu: Surprise ya phir kuch aur ka? [;)]
She called Arnav and confirmed the time of his arrival. She decorated the room accordingly and brought some clothes from nearby shop and hid herself when it was time for Arnav’s arrival.
Arnav entered the Condo and realized that it was completely dark. The bags in his hands fell down.
Arnav: Oh no. Now what is she planning? Last time she got me 102 fever when she got me into dark. Hope this time she does not do that. I cannot waste my honeymoon.
Arnav’s thoughts were taking the direction to his school time.
In school Arnav and Vishal were the heroes of their age. Girls go gaga over them. So they were always showing attitude.
In their school hostels, the girl’s wing and boys wing was connected by a room which students call HAUNTED ROOM as long ago someone commited suicide there.
Khushi thought of bringing their sttitude down. So she planned to trap them. And she got her chance when Boys were showing their talents to girls.
Khushi: Huh!! Bade Desi boys ban rahe hain.. Desi boys ko Desi bakra banate hain.
They are becoming Desi boys. Let me make them Desi goats.
Lavanya: Khushi, you already made Arnav drink Chilli juice. Spare him re.
Khushi: No. He made me get punishment from our teacher for sneaking out during class hours when he himself is the one who bunks classes. I will show him who KHUSHI KUMARI GUPTA IS.
Meenu: Ye lo. Hotwa ne lie phir se Khushi se panga.
Khushi went to the girls crowd and started talking in her HIGH PITCH VOICE.
Khushi: Girls, This six packs body doesn’t mean they become hero.
Arnav started fuming.
Khushi: These all even Salmaan Khan has. So we should have pakka show of Hero giri. What say?
Girls: YES!!
Arnav: Jo bhi kehna hai Seede seede bol Chamkili.
Khushi: Why don’t you go to that Haunted room and prove you’re hero giri?
Vishal: Arnav don’t. Its haunted room remember.
Arnav: I don’t believe such things. Hey Chamkili, I am ready. Lets go.
Khushi: Ahan. Not now. After 10 in night.
Vishal started literally shivering. Arnav accepted it sportively and went to their rooms.
Lavanya: Khushi? What is cooking in that khurafati Dimaag of yours?
Khushi: Wait and watch. Ask watchman bhaiyya to get the model skeleton from bio lab and give him this jalebis in return.
Lavanya shook her head in disbelief and went to watchman with box of jalebi. In meantime Khushi got ready in her black long dress and set the room ready. The haunted thing was a rumor spread by girls of the hostel so that they can escape into that room and sneak out of hostel when needed. Khushi knew this well, so she challenged.
As Arnav entered at 10:30, Khushi switched on her mini tape with weird sounds and started lighting torches in flickering motion. Vishal caught Arnav’s arms and started shivering.
Arnav: Hey Chamkili, I am gonna win. See I am in Haunted room. Yahooo!!
Vishal: Arnav, Don’t do too much man. Instead of Chamkili, some real ghost may appear.
Suddenly a red light glowed and slowly the skeleton rose and a sound of laughing echoed. Arnav and Vishal ran out shouting and yelling while Khushi started laughing.
Arnav came out of his thoughts as a dim light glowed.
Arnav: Khushi?
Khushi came out from behind the sofa in her black saree with silver border and started laughing.
Khushi: Sorry, this time no skeleton. So I myself came in that place.
Arnav laughed and hugged her.
Arnav: You are no less than a Bhootni. Its better. Vese I cant mind such a sexy ghost.
Khushi: Besharam. Don’t you want dinner? Arent you hungry Laad governor?
Arnav: I am hungry. But for something else.
Before Arnav could do something Khushi ran from there lauging.
Khushi: Catch me to get rid of your hunger. But this dish is not easily available Mr. Laad governor.
Arnav ran behind her.
Arnav: I know to get my dish cooked. Here you go.
Within minute, Khushi was in Arnav’s arms, locked to his chest.

*WARNING MATURED CONTENT*
*KIDDOS AND OTHERS IF UNCOMFORTABLE PLEASE REFRAIN FROM READING**

Arnav: Now you see how I cook my dish.
Arnav started roaming his hand on her bare waist and pushed her back more into his front. That thin synthetic sare could not hold her form for more time as it gave way to his hands to access her sensitive parts more.
Arnav: You challenged my hero giri na. Now see.
He bent down and placed a peck on her hairs and slowly he took in the smell of her shampoo as his hands slowly undid the pleats of her saree. His lips made its way to her cheeks as his hands made way to her blouse. Khushi’s breath became shallow with passing second. Arnav’s sinful fingers removed her petticoat. She was just in her blouse and unders.Khushi wimpered as his other hand played with her blouse hooks and removed it within minutes.Khushi shuddered.Arnav’s manhood showed its excitement which Khushi felt it on her back. Khushi couldn’t take it anymore as she turned and hugged him tight hiding her face in his crook. Arnav smiled as he removed her blouse completely. Now Khushi was only in her undergarments. His Manhood was touching her womanhood. Khushi could feel his arousal there down. Khushi’s state was beyond control.
Khushi started placing open mouthed kisses on his neck making him groan. Khushi’s hands skillfully removed his shirt buttons. Arnav’s hand reached her V down and started caressing it as his other hand started massaging her breast. Khushi arched back maoning his name loudly.
Khushi: Arnnnaaavvv.
Arnav: Hmmm.. Khushi, looks like someone is wet.
He scooped her in his arms and paced her on the sofa. He slid her inners out through her long legs placing kisses.
Arnav: Khushi, you are hot. Now get ready for something new baby.
Arnav neared Her There and placed a kiss. Khushi shuddered in pleasure and her hands caught his thivk locks of hair.
His lips created magic on her V. Arnav’s tongue darted to her folds and started licking her.
Khushi: Arnnnnaaavvv… wh…aaa..tttt… i..sss..?
She was shivering. Arnav knew she was nearing. He looked up at her and smiled.
Arnav: Khushi, relax. Just relax.
Khushi looked at him as he again started licking and suddenly his one finger made its way in her. It was a new pleasure that she never knew in this one month of marriage.
 His finger made a rhythm of in and out and his tongue was pleasuring her. Khushi’s hands tightened in his hair and Khushi screamed in pleasure as she reached the ultimate as her inner skin tightened around his finger.

Arnav took Khushi in his arms and rubbed her back calming her after shocks.
After sometime khushi relaxed and lay in his arms with her head on his crook. Suddenly he chuckled.
Khushi(Still hiding her face in his crook): WHAT?
Arnav(still caressing her bare back): My dish was cooked well and It was tasting delicious too.
Khushi: Dhat besharam. Ab chalo. I am hungry.
But Arnav’s hands were alerting her of his hunger.
Khushi: Arnav? Please.. after this I am more hungry.
Arnav: Ok.. But after this dinner I want my dose. Surprise in my style will add spice to it. Chalo.. lets eat fast and eat.
He smirked seeing her red ripened tomato like face.

Khushi slapped in his arms. She snatched his shirt and wore it. They happily went to have dinner.