ARSHI: IMPOSSIBLE TO LOVE (ON HOLD)

THREE CONDITIONS

Buaji brought her up as a tradition indian woman, and religious. Her favourite deity devi maiyaa’s temple is the first place she visit before leaving lucknow,

Today she’s visiting it to bring up an important matter with the goddess.

Today is the last day of her in lucknow. She prayed hoping her Bhaiya will stop punishing her for Payal’s mistakes. It’s been 7 years since she last saw him and Anjali, she hopes that her brother will let her stay back with him.

Khushi and Buaji sit on the floor of the temple, facing each other, and Buaji asks, “What do you think about this?” She holds out a small box, wrapped in red paper. Inside it, there’s a small pendant, with a small image of Durga inside.

Khushi blinks twice, taking the present slowly. “It’s beautiful. Thank you so much!” Buaji smiles at her, this is farewell after all.

When Buaji was a child, this necklace was very precious to her. Now, she knows who she should give it to, and she has no interest in it anymore. The only thing she wants now that is her titaliya should always be happy and protected from evils.

Khushi like it so much that, so she puts it on without hesitation.
“This is my lucky charm,” she says proudly. And then she looks at Buaji with a smile. “I will keep it forever.”

Tomorrow she will for Delhi to attend her sister’s wedding, and she decide find a job there and settle there with her brother , and then start living her life.

Buaji smiles back, thinking that she will always love her titaliya no matter what.

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The doorbell rings, interrupting his work. Varun Mehta turns around, expecting a customer. Instead he sees a tall man with dark hair, standing outside the shop. He’s wearing an expensive suit, looking as if he was about to go to a business meeting. He looks surprised when he saw him, staring at him, as if he didn’t expect to see him there.

He clears his throat. “Can I help you, sir?”
“Yes, yes. I am looking for someone,” he says, voice deep and calm.

Varun already know for what he had come here for, he goes ahead and opens the door wider to let other man in. Then he gestures to the chairs next to him. “Have a seat. Would you like anything?”

The man gives him a look, as if he’s judging how he should take this offer. He takes one of the chair and sits down, putting his hands behind his head and leaning back, crossing his legs comfortably.

“So? What can I help you with?” Varun tries to sound casual. It won’t do if he shows fear.

After a while, the man speaks again, “My name is Arnav Singh Raizada. I heard that you’re great private detective Mr. Mehta, I need you to investigate about someone.”

Varun Mehta swallows hard. No one ever calls him by his actual name. Most people don’t even recognize him if he doesn’t introduce himself. That alone makes him nervous. He takes a good look at the guy sitting next to him.

He has black hair, neatly combed and styled. He looks young, probably around twenty years old, but there’s something strange in his eyes, something dangerous.

He decides to play along. “You want me to investigate who.” He saw Arnav smirks and says” KHUSHI GUPTA, MY FUTURE GIRLFRIEND.”

‘Oh my god…Shyam was right about Arnav.’, he thinks. He stares at Arnav without uttering a word.

Arnav continues speaking. “I want her.. Investigating a middle class girl should be a pieces of cake for you right?” He stands up from his chair and walks towards the window.