TERI MERI KAHANI

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Vikram and Avanthi were welcomed home to a scene where their adorable son-in-law was weeping, with their daughter munching popcorn. They were both watching the cartoon, Tom and Jerry.

"What the hell, Anika?" Anika was jolted out of her reverie by Vikram's scream, "What the hell, Dad?Is this how you greet your daughter?"

"What did you say or do to Shivaay? He's weeping and without any worry, you are watching a cartoon."

"Dad please. What am I, a psyco? "

"positive"

"Daaaaad!" she dragged the word out, feeling helpless. What does her father think of her? She glared at Shivaay before settling comfortably into explaining the problem. 

"So the scenario is that I asked him to help me shave my hands. I look like a bear if I don't shave for weeks. Your son, being the extra cautious boyfriend, agreed to it. While gently shaving my hands, I accidentally spotted a lizard on the wall. As a reflex, I jerked back a bit, which resulted in a small cut near my elbow, "she pointed to the cut, which is still fresh with some blood traces. It's neither too big to worry about nor too small to ignore. 

"He's crying because you got cut." Avanthi asked with disbelief, and Anika nodded, adding, "he thinks he is responsible for this cut, though I explained to him clearly it's not."

"Seriously Shivaay!" Vikram shook his head at the level of craziness. Should he pull Shivaay's ears for being cute or just push him from the terrace for being so stupid? Avanthi left from there in fear of puking at the sweetness.

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"Kushal chill beta. Shakthi Oberoi tried to cheer Kushal Bharadwaj, the son of his friend. Kushal had always admired Shivaay Singh Oberoi's economic acumen, which influenced his decision to intern at Oberoi Industries rather than his father's firm. After two months of hard work, he grabbed an opportunity to give a presentation before his idol. He couldn't get a wink of sleep last night in anxiousness.
 
"I don't want to ruin this chance, uncle, I mean, sir." Tej shook his head at this youngster and hoped it went well for him. "He appears to be in a foul temper already." The meeting attendees' heads were jerked to the other side of the glass door, where .

Shivaay was walking with a huge frown dancing on his forehead and eyes digging into their mobile. 
 
"Might be a client?" Shakthi guessed, "may be his little brother Rudy," when his expression changed to a small smile.
 
Now a little chuckle, "May be prinku?" Next it was a blush, "oh okay, it's Anika," senior Oberois said in union and shared a smile. 
 
Bang 
 
Everyone gasped as shivaay walked into door, banging head to glass door, "it's definitely his girl. Chill Kushal he is in great mood. Just be confident" Tej encouraged Kushal. 
 
"Shall we start?" Shivaay took head seat and nodded at Kushal to start. He took a deep breath and gave his best. Shivaay wished this day to end soon and get back cuddling with his lady. He have another meeting scheduled with his not so good classmate.

Anika gave a few last strokes to her new ideas while standing before the enormous window in her cabin at Oberoi Industries. She chose to mentor her team of event planners from the Oberoi office while also preparing for her next fashion show. Her occupation is fashion design, and event management piqued her attention during her brief existence as merely anika.
She rolled her charts and gave a final stare. She checked her phone for a message from her lover, who was in the middle of a crucial meeting with a classmate. According to information she acquired from Tej Oberoi, Shivaay despises this so-called classmate, Mr. Abdul. They've been rivals since college, as Ali is the lone successor to AR Textiles and Shivaay is expected to attend.