Arnav is the son of a legendary Indian cricketer and an aspiring cricketer himself. Or as the buzz in India says - just like his father- he is surely another cricketing star in the making.All his Life, Arnav's this very ambition off dawning the Blu...
So here I am with Prologue – II – today! I posted the first prologue part yesterday – but it got pretty late last night 🙈🙈👩💻👩💻. OOPS ,to that.🙈So incase some of you missed reading it – do check that out before you read this – for the previous part has the first premise into it all + glimpses of how they first met...
This part continues from where I left off yesterday...
Okay! Now I will just let you all dive into reading....
Thanks so muchhhh – everyone – for all the love+ support as always!
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Prologue - II
Meeting – Arnav Singh Raizada –when she was 18 herself - at the natures retreat in Peru, had indeed been a surprise curve ball for Khushi. She was a quintessential girl next door, belonging to a world – way too different, simple and humble from his. Her parents, had moved and settled in Bahamas eventually when she was 5– from Jamaica, where the rest of her extended Indian family stayed.
Her parents had built a decent comfortable life for themselves, running their chain of local book stores on the island – quite content with the peace and relaxed pace of their lives. She too,had grown up strongly believing that her inner peace, calm, happiness and harmony were indeed the most important ingredients in her life. Yes, she was fiercely ambitious and passionate about her life goals in pursuing her higher education + career in the field of social welfare and she was just as fiercely passionate about guarding the peace/harmony of her personal space...
Khushi understood – Simple. She wanted – Simple. No complications, no drama. Which is why – the instant connection she'd felt with Arnav had surprised her so much in the first place. Oh Yes, he was a nice guy, way too nice. One of the nicest – she'd ever met. Fun, Chill, Spunk and honest too.Oh so honest and sincere and grounded, that it instantly hit a nail within her. There were no shades of snobbery/or pretences around him at all.
He was just...so freaking amazing...as a person...
Yes, he had his own share of insecurities and baggage to deal with,because of who he was....and the professional path he had chosen for himself...at the very onset of his life.... but hey who didn't? All of us..had our very own personal share off it. Right? And the fact that he had been so vulnerably honest and sincere about sharing it all with her – had left her awed – in deep ways.
