Awaiting My Prince Chapter 4

Dheere Dheere Laage Re Saibo

Khushi was just staring at him. She was very well aware that it was her prince. The same eyes, and he has not changed much in these 8 years. But yes, he is more handsome.

AHEM

Arnav cleared his throat that’s when khushi realized that she was literally ogling at him. Immediately she lowered her eyes and her neck started going red that spread on her cheeks as well. She locked the strands of hair behind her ears and turned when Akash said,

Akash: Guys, Dance floor is still open, come on, DJ play some good number.

Saying Akash pulled La to him and started dancing.

Arnav was still looking at Khushi. She was looking beautiful in that bottle green color saree. Her long silky hair swaying in the air and a naughty strand of hair that was blocking his view of the beautiful hazel brown orbs. On the whole Arnav was clean bowled seeing her for the first time. And the way a beautiful shade of pinkish red adorned her cheeks he just wanted to taste those. The rose petal like soft lips. All he could think was how soft it would be against his manly rough lips.

That’s when the music changed. Khushi lowered her lashes and looked at him through the corner of her eyes. Arnav forwarded his hand to her and looked at her intensely. Her mind was racing. She still couldn’t believe that he was really standing in front of her, and standing so close to her and looking like that. In fraction of second many questions raised in her mind.

How come he is here?

If he is here, then does he remember her?

If he does, then what will be next?

Will he call her princess and take her in his horse like a fairy tale?

If he doesn’t then what should she do?

Make him remember her?

Or just leave it on her fate?

Why is her heart racing like some acidity DHAK DHAK?

Why was he looking at her like that?

Is he trying to recognize her?

Breaking her Shatabdi Express of questions Arnav asked,

Arnav: Would you like to dance with me PRINCESS?

Khushi’s breath stopped. Everything around her went blank. All she could see was just him and all she could hear was his voice calling him PRINCESS.

She slowly slid his hand on his as he swiftly brought her to the centre of the dance floor.

Khushi looked into his eyes as he kept her hands on his shoulders. He looked into her eyes as she kept staring at him. Her Hazel brown orbs were going darker which made his chocolate brown orbs also to have darker shade in response.

Mann yeh saahib ji, jaane hai sab ji
Phir bhi banaye bahaane

Khushi slowly came near his ears keeping her hands on his chest near his heart and whispered

Khushi: I dono to dance

She fluttered her lashes making his heart beat crazily under her soft palm

Arnav: So what Princess? Just follow me.

He whispered back making her breath heavy as he started caressing her bare waist which was peeking from her saree creating havoc in his senses.

Naina nawaabi ji, dekhe hain sab ji
Phir bhi na samjhe ishaare
Mann yeh saahib ji haan karta bahaane
Naina nawaabi ji na samjhe ishaare
(na samjhe ishaare)

Khushi being fast learner learnt to follow his steps soon and started swaying along with him. They both were dancing so lost in them that they forgot the surroundings and mainly Khushi forgot the time.

Dheere dheere, nainon ko dheere dheere
Jiya ko dheere dheere bhaayo re Saibo
Dheere dheere, begaana dheere dheere
Apna sa dheere dheere lage re Saibo

Arnav checked the hall once and saw everyone busy. Then he looked into the eyes of the beauty in his arms. His eyes were stuck to hers and one of his hand stuck to her waist while other got stuck to the small of the back.

They kept staring into each others eyes. Their each part of body was acting on its own accord.

Surkhhiyaan hain hawaaon mein, do dilon ke milne ki
Ho! Arziyaan hain nazaaron mein, lamha yeh tham jaane ki
Kaisi huzoori ji yeh lab dikhlaaye
Chuppi laga ke bhi ghazab hai yeh dhaaye
Dheere dheere, nainon ko dheere dheere
Jiya ko dheere dheere bhaayo re Saibo

Arnav was not able to leave her. That made him ask her.

Arnav: Princess I think this will go on till midnight. Do you need to stay that long?

Khushi who was still looking into his eyes just nodded in denial.

Arnav: Fine then. I also don’t want to. So tell me. Would you like to continue in your place or my place?

Dheere dheere, begaana dheere dheere
Apna sa dheere dheere lage re Saibo…

His question, song and her trance ended perfectly in a sync.

Khushi’s heart broke into N number of pieces. She thought that like her he will also remember her. But all he did was lust over her and planning to take her for night. So he dint address her as Princess because he recognized her, but because he thought her to be a..

Huh She was not able to think anything else as he interrupted her thoughts train.

Arnav: Princess, I will bring my car. Then we will decide the place. Wait in the reception area.

Khushi was stunned to react anything. Here she was still hoping him to recognize her while he was planning his night with her.

Arnav who went to Parking lot to bring his car was wondering what happened to him.

He was not a person who would take any girl like that. And that too he Is not someone who would force himself on a girl like that in very first meeting.

But her hazel eyes, was disturbing him a lot. The way she placed her hand on his chest, don’t know what happened but his heart started racing like horses in race.

His hand on her waist, he felt so homely. He dint know how his hand went to her waist. But he couldn’t resist her. He felt her so soft, untouched. She had pure and innocent eyes. He has never seen someone like her. But his mind alerted,

YOU HAVE SEEN THIS SAME PAIR OF EYES BEFORE.

But he brushed of that thought as his mind went to the effect she had on him. The moment she touched him he went all numb. The world stopped for him. Never has someone affected him so much, though he was surrounded by models.

As the thoughts kept racing in his mind he reached his SUV. He ignited his car and brought it to the front door of the party venue where he asked her to wait. But his wait was meant to never end as she never turned up.

Awaiting My Prince Chapter 3

Tum Mile

A week later

ICE CAFÉ, NEW DELHI, 6 pm.

There were two people having coffee. Actually coffee cups were just lying on the table while the people were busy in each other.

Girl: Haye my Blushy Rajkumar, stop blushing. Save some for me. I should be blushing you know?

Saying she winked.

Boy(blushed): Oh my tigress, I am not blushing. And don’t even try blushing. You are better being tigress than these blushing girls.

Girl: Akash?

Akash: What I am saying the truth La. I fell in love with this Tigress mixed with lioness. Not the one who blushes like crazy.

La: Yeah yeah. And I fell for this Blushing Rajkumar. My spec nose Akash Walia.

She said pinching his nose.

Akash: and I fell for this tomboy Lavanya Kashyap.

Saying he winked his eyes which were behind his half frame specs.

GUYS, THIS IS TOO MUCH. YOU COME TO COFFEE SHOP AND LEAVE BICHARA COFFEE AND START DROWNING IN YOURSELF? NOT FAIR.

Came a chirpy voice.

They both turned and Lavanya’s face immediately lit up.

La: Hey Khushi.

She waved and Khushi waved back.

Akash was just seeing both the women.

Khushi(Winking): So La, having romantic time?

La: Stop it now. You have been doing this for more than a week now. Why torturing yaar?

Khushi: Kitna bhi torture karun, aap sharmate kahan? Dekhiye aapke shaadi mein Dulhan se zyada dulha sharmayega(How much ever I torture, you are not gonna blush. Just wait n watch. In your marriage more than bride the groom will be blushing).

La: Shut up Khushi. Akash help me.

Akash: Huh, don’t involve me In this. I am not the one.

Khushi: Aha. That’s my jeeju.

This went for somemore time. All were having their fun. That’s when La asked Khushi

La: Khushi, tomorrow there is a cocktail party before our marriage. You are coming right?

Khushi(giving WHAT THE look): La, you know that I don’t like all these. Moreover the party is in the other end of the city and my home is in the opposite end. Na baba na. I cant stay in such parties which are in the night. Amma and Bauji will kill me.

La: Oh come on Khushi Its my marriage yaar.

Khushi: I will come for that. But not party please.

Akash: Khushi, do one thing, just come and leave soon. Don’t need to stay long. All your colleagues will be there. you can come in your scooty na.

La: That’s right. you have your buddy scooty na.

Khushi(Reluctantly): Ok. But not for long time han?

La n Akash: That’s enough.

Lavanya was a girl from rich family but very calm and rooted family. She was sent to work in some office only for her learn the work and manners and gain some experience. Akash’s family and her family were business friends. This friendship turned into a relation when the younger generation fell in love and decided to marry.

So that’s the story of AKASH WALIA and LAVANYA KASHYAP, the soon to be couple.

Lavanya was a good friend of Khushi in office. She dint mind Khushi’s middle class status unlike some other people. Lavanya and Khushi shared most of their secret.

That way Khushi came to know about Akash. She knew he was son of big business man. But what she dint know was about his cousin bother.

As soon as Lavanya introduced Akash to her, they become good friends. They knew their limits and lavanya trusted them. They were very genuine. That is like what a bond should be.

Khushi Lavanya and Akash chatted for some more time and left to their places. Akash dropped Lavanya while Khushi flew in her scooty.

Delhi International Airport,

THE BRITISH AIRWAYS LANDED IN DELHI INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT FEW MINUTES AGO.

An announcement was made.

Driver Mohan was waiting near the Arrival gate. And there came his Mighty Boss, The ASR.

Arnav came out with his aviators followed by Aman.

Arnav(Walking): Mohan, Get another car and drop Aman in the MEHRA’s. I will drive my car myself.

Mohan: Ji saab ji.

Arnav: Aman, You have the apartment keys right? get settled there, I will be in my Raizada house. Finish the formalities. Anything needed, inform me immediately. And tomorrow I don’t want any disturbance. Tomorrow is the cocktail party and marriage is in two days. Hope you understand what I mean. NO DISTURBANCE. Now you can leave.

Aman nodded and left. Arnav sat in his White SUV and drove to Raizada Mansion which is a bit away from the main city.

Next day dawned. It was a Saturday. So Khushi had a day off.

She was sleeping happily tucking herself under the comforter dreaming about her Hawa mahal prince. But suddenly something landed on her shoulder. She winced and woke up to see her Amma glaring at her.

Garima: Khushi, How many time I told you not to sleep past 7 in morning?

Khushi(Pouting): Amma, its just 5 minutes past 7.

Garima: just wake up and freshen yourself. We are going to Mandir. Remember its Saturday today.

Khushi(sulking): Haan amma, I do.

Saying she went towards washroom to bath. She came out and saw her father reading newspaper in the dining table. She went and sat near him.

Khushi(Whispering): Bauji.

Sasi turned. Khushi raised her brow. Sasi raised his brow in reply. Khushi got angry and nudged him on his shoulder.

Sasi(Silently): What is it titaliya?

Khushi(Glaring): Party?

Sasi understood and nodded.

Sasi: Garima, do you know nowadays na people are just partying for each and everything.

Garima: Haan, and suddenly LAAD SAAB, why are you worrying about such things?

Garima coked her brow. Sasi gulped and continued as Khushi nudged him again.

Sasi: nothing, If it is for genuine reason like marriage means it is acceptable na.

Garima:SO?

Sasi: So why not we send Khushi to her friend’s marriage cocktail party?

Garima gave him a FIRE look and was about to protest when Sasi planted a peck on her cheek soundly.

Sasi: Let her na

Garima: Ok let her.

Khushi squealed YEEEEYYYY and hugged both of them Aswin just rolled his eyes.

Garima just blushed seeing smirking sasi and ran into the kitchen.

EVENING, ROCKSTONE APARTMENT PARKING

Khushi was standing looking helplessly at her scooty which had one of its tyre punctured. She clutched her saree and started walking towards the exit calling her amma informing about her taking an auto.

Khushi reached the Venue which was a very big Hotel’s Party hall. She was the only one who came there in Auto. She immediately rushed in brushing such thoughts as she was late. As soon as she entered, Lavanya’s Mom, Mrs Kashyap came to her.

Mrs. Kashyap: Where were you Khushi? Lavanya said she wont reach here without you. She wants only to make her ready. Go straight and left 3 rd room. Vese Khushi bitiya, you are looking beautiful in that saree. Kisi ki nazar na lage” saying she put black dot behind her ears for which Khushi smiled and went to check lavanya. Girls had a gala time with make up and atlast they came to the party hall. The announcement was made and all applauded for the couple. Then the dance floor was open. Khushi thought of leaving. As Non veg was also served she dint like to eat. She was searching for Lavanya to say that she is leaving when suddenly Akash took the mike and Announced.

Akash: Guys, put your hands together and welcome my Bro, ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA, whom you all know as THE ASR.

Khushi turned to the Party hall entrance door and was shocked. She couldn’t believe her eyes. Her Prince was standing there in a black piece suit and perfectly gelled hair looking all Handsome like Greek god. Khushi couldn’t just take her eyes of him. She kept on looking at him without realizing the place and surrounding. That’s when she realized that He was standing right in front of her. Khushi gaped at him with her saucer sized eyes.

Dekte hi dekte kat gaye din tumhare intezaar mein,

Hum pigalte gaye tumhare yaadon mein,

Tumse kehne ke liye bahut sare shabd the mann mein,

Jab tum miloge humse, chahte the ki hum ho tumhare bahon mein,

Lekin jab tum hamare saamne the, sirf aansu bhar aaye hamare nainon mein,

Isi Dard ko shayad log jaante hain Pyaar ke naam mein!!

Awaiting My Prince Chapter 2

Kuch Khaas Hai Kuch Paas Hai

Gupta’s were a happy Family without much worry of their income. Khushi was working as it was her dream. Her income was saved in her account by Sasi for her Future. But this fact was hidden from Khushi. Only Sasi’s income was taken for household. They stay in a 3 BHK apartment in Delhi that Sasi bought few years ago as he was rewarded with bonus for his years of loyalty. So they were Rock Stone Apartments’ Happy family. They stayed in ground floor. And there was a common garden behind their house were Sasi and Garima used to spend time alone mainly before Sasi left to his office.

Khushi was ready to leave for her office. She is a senior designer in MEHRA FASHION HOUSE.

“Amma, Have you got my lunch box ready?” Khushi yelled from her room.

Khushi was in a hurry as she was late but her mother was not co operating with her.

Khushi: Amma. WHERE ARE YOU? I AM GETTING LATE

But she was again replied only silence

Khushi: Ashu, Ashu.

Calling her brother she went to her room. There she saw him sleeping in an awkward position very similar to hers.

She went and hit on his butt.

Ashwin: Ouch Jiji, that hurts. Subah subah kyun neend kharab kar rhi hain app(why are you shouting in the morning itself).

Khushi: Ashu, You don’t have classes? Why are sleeping at this time. Its already 7:50.

Ashwin: oh jiji. Don’t you remember that I said that I don’t have classes today as our professor is not in the town. So I am planning to rest.

Ashwin said cheekily and immediately shut his mouth receiving an angry glare from Khushi.

Khushi: Did you see Amma bauji? She is not at all replying. I am getting late.

Ashwin: aww my poor Jiji, did you check in the garden behind our apartment? They may be romancing there.

Khushi: Shut up Ashu. Ok I am leaving now.

Ashwin: Jiji, did you get your travel plan ready?

Khushi(confused): what?

Ashwin: Jiji, don’t say me that you forgot what is tomorrow.

Khushi: Will you come straight to the point Ashu?

Ashwin: What else. Its the day of your Meerut visit Jiji. You have been going there on the very same day for past 7 years in the name of visiting Dadaji first and after his death in the name of friend.

Ashwin said frown his brows.

Khushi: Haan haan. I remember. I have made arrangements long back as usual. Ok now. I am getting late. Bye. And don’t keep sleeping. You will become Motu.

Khushi said and ran out locking the door.

She went to the garden and saw Sasi and Garima sitting on one of the benches there. she went silently behind them and thought of scaring them but stopped hearing their conversation.

Sasi: Leave it Garima. Its her life. She has to take the decision. Why don’t we give her some time?

Garima: No Sasiji, Its not that. I am not forcing her. but she is already 25. moreover she is working in a fashion house ji. What if..?

Garima dragged her sentence showing her fear clearly.

Sasi: Don’t you believe in Khushi? Even if she is in love with someone, she wont take any decision without our knowledge. I have that much faith in her. so stop worrying too much sweetheart. Now see off your lovely husband to office. Come on. 2 bache ki maa aur 26 saal se meri biwi ho. Ab mujhse kesi sharam(being mother of 2 and my wife for 26 years, what is there to be shy with me)?

Sasi asked with naughty grin.

A light crimson shade spread across Garima’s neck and cheek as she lowere her face to Sasi’s stubble cheek leaving a peck there.

“AHEM AHEM”

They heard someone clearing their throat and turned to see Khushi grinning with her arms folded across her chest.

Sasi: Erm.. erm. Garima, I am getting late. Bye

He said with his eyes lower and rushed passing khushi without glancing at her.

Garima: erm.. Khushi, did you take your lunch?

She asked smiling awkwardly.

Khushi: hmm Hmm.. let me sort this out later. Now I am also leaving. BYE

Saying Khushi pecked Garima’s cheek soundly and ran leaving Garima to chuckle

Garima: Pagli.

In the apartment Parking area

Khushi: Bauji Bauji. Please listen to me. Tomorrow I have to go to Meerut. So please handle Amma.

She said with a puppy face.

Sasi: Titaliya? Yeh kya har saal Meerut jaa rahe hain aap? Kuch batati bhi nahi. Kabi dadaji ke naam kabi dost ke naam. Lekin 7 saal se is din vahan jati hain aap. Esa konsa dost hai jo hum nahi jante? Kuch batayenge bhi(What is this every year? You go to Meerut. You don’t say anything properly. Sometimes in name of grandfather or sometimes in name of some friend. But for past 7 years you have been going there this particular day. Lease tell me who is that friend you got without our knowledge? Will you please explain)?

Sasi poured out all his irritation. Khushi was sad about hiding the fact. But she dint have enough courage to say them about her visit.

Khushi: Bauji, Now only I heard you saying Amma that you have faith in me. So please trust me. I just love to visit that place and as I said tomorrow is the birthday of a very special friend there. So I always visit Meerut this day. Please bauji. Handle amma. I have already planned the travel and Tomorrow as usual you will goto office by my Scooty while I will take your car. Acha now BYE.

Khushi gave Sasi a bear hug and flew away in her scooty.

Khushi reached MEHRA FASHION HOUSE and rushed to her cabin wishing the others on her way.

“GOOD MORNING Bitiya” she heard the voice of an elderly man and turned smiling.

Khushi: HP Chacha. Good morning. What are you doing so early here?

HP: Nothing Bitiya. You know that our Mehra fashion house is been taken over by some other corp. So I am here to check all the files and accounts to be submitted. Vese Bitiya you know that your best friend Lavanya is getting married in few days?

Khushi: haan chacha. I know.

HP: She is getting married to the cousin brother of our new boss.

Khushi: What?

HP: yes bitiya. I just now came to know. But the take over has nothing to do with this marriage. Anyways bitiya Lavanya has given invitations to everyone and she insisted you to be present mainly.

Khushi: Ok chacha. I will take care. Vese Chacha, Tomorrow I will not be here, you know right?

HP: Haan bitiya. I have asked Sim and Pam to take care of the designing tomorrow. Now leave for work.

They both went to their cabins and work went smooth. The day ended in routine way and Next day was filled with fresh Aroma for Khushi. She left Delhi in Sasi’s car ignoring Gatima’s Rants.

She drove the car humming one of her favorite song of her favorite Salman Khan as she reached her Destination.

She parked the car in front of the big black gate which had a name plate

HAWA MAHAL.

Khushi inhaled the fresh air and smiled beautifully. It was a government grain storage now. But still the owners had the permission to visit the place. She went inside the gate and went to the big garden behind. It had many colorful flower plants. She went near one of the red rose plant and touched the rose and caressed it softly. Whenever she came here, a Red rose would have bloomed to welcome her. A smile spread in her face. She went around the garden and then chatted with the people working there. She had Lunch with them and went for a walk around the fields around the Palace.

She checked the Watch for time. It showed 10 minutes to 4 in evening. She ran to the Hawa Mahal holding her simple Green Ghaghra similar to the one she wore 8 years back. She reached the staircase and checked the watch again.

It displayed 1 minute to 4. she stood in the fourth step from the top and leaned on the holding closing her eyes. The big antique clock in the palace strike 4 and Khushi smiled wide having her eyes still closed.

I will make you mine soon Princess. SOON.

She heard the husky voice which still had the effect to make her tremble.

Then slowly she opened her eyes and her beautiful doe eyes mirrored the disappointment clearly.

Khushi: Where are you my prince? I have been waiting for the moment when you will make me yours for past 8 years. I have been visiting this very place every year on the same day. But I dint even get a glimpse of you. Will you still remember me?

Khushi thought to herself and closed her eyes.

His face tilted and neared her face. Hi breath fanned her lips. In a sudden movement he caught her waist in one hand and cupped her nape with other and gave a quick peck on her lips.

Khushi smiled at the memory this very place gave her.

Khushi: If u remember or not, I am only for my prince. No one else.

She said and moved to her car to leave to Delhi in her car.

LONDON, 12 pm.

A Black Limousine car came to halt in front of a big building. Reporters blocked the doors on the car. The window came down and a man with Ray-ban Aviators turned to his bodyguards. They immediately cleared the group of reporters making way.

The man got down from the car and stood facing the building. His perfectly gelled hair and black three piece suit added to his perfection. He removed his aviators and revealed his caramel eyes in which any girl would love to drown. But it was devoid of any emotions. He turned to his manager who came to him at that moment and started moving inside the building as he questioned his manager.

Man: Aman, have you called the Mehra group in India?

Aman: Yes, The paperwork are completed. Just official take over is left. Once you reach India, you have to just sign. But one problem is that they are demanding something.

Man: Who has the guts to do that to ASR?

Aman: listen ASR, their demand is about the staffs working under them.

ASR: That can be decided later. Just give them more money and carry on the take over. Nothing should come in the way of AR or ASR. Got that? Get my travel arranged to India. And also Inform Mami that I will reach the wedding on time.

Saying he moved to his glass cabin crossing all the staffs with clenched jaws and straight face.