"Let the game begin"...
Immediately the girl removed her sunglasses and it was none other than
MISHTI
Keeping the sunglasses in a bag she went to the back of the Maheshwari sadan and changed from her designer suit to a floral frock, opened up her neatly tied hair and wore her famous chashma.
"Well, well" she said looking at the camera of her phone
"Don't I look like the old Mishti, the weakling Mishti?" she asked herself smirking.
Then immediately a look of disgust covered her face "The same Mishti who was used and thrown like a rag doll by every single person of her life. Who was loved by none. Who was such a burden. Oh she repels me so much. But unfortunately I have to pretend to be her in order to fulfil my agenda."
"Let's go Mish. You can do this."
Rajshri Maheshwari
A woman who faced uncountable struggles in her life
A woman who lost her own daughter before her eyes
That woman who after making her heart so strong held the hands of a terrified 12 year old girl who was abandoned by her family
That woman who promised to protect that kid with her life
Rajshri Maheshwari was a woman of promises
But now
She was just a woman of regrets
A woman who couldn't fulfil her promises
A woman who couldn't stand by her daughter when she needed her the most
A woman who lost her 2nd daughter too but this time due to her own mistakes
If given a chance she would do anything in her power to reverse that single day
That day which destroyed everything...
Lost in these thoughts she heard the doorbell ring
Walking towards the door she opened it getting the biggest shock of her life
There stood her daughter
The one she lost
The one she prayed to see every single minute
The one she wanted to apologise to
Her Gudiya Rani
Her Mishti
"Badi Ma" whispered Mishti with tears in her eyes
Rajshri Maheshwari started crying.
All her pain came out in the form of tears.
The pain of losing her daughter and seeing her again.
"Meri Gudiya Rani" said Rajshri and immediately enveloped Mishti in her motherly hug. She let her tears flow like a river. Mishti too hugged her back.
But instead of crying in her mother's embrace Mishti smirked...
"Oh Badi Ma you are crying happy tears now but once I complete my motive of coming back here you would cry as to why did I come back" Mishti thought in her mind.
She immediately saw the entire family coming out so she started shedding tears and looked at all of them with the utmost innocence.
Shaurya was extremely happy seeing Mishti back, Varsha and Jasmeet didn't love Mishti but they didn't deny that it felt good seeing her back.
As for Vishambhar Maheshwari
He stared at his daughter with all the love but as soon as she made eye contact with him he lowered his head due to shame.
"Bade Papa" whispered Mishti and immediately ran into his arms. Vishambhar Maheshwari was shocked. Even after everything his daughter loved him as much as she did before. He hugged her back immediately and kissed the top of her head lovingly.
"Aap aa gayi Mishti. Kahan chali gayi thi aap? Aapko pata hai humne aapko dhundne ki kitni koshiah ki? Humein maaf kardiye Mishti hum-"
"Bade Papa" Mishti immediately cut him off. "Aap ab baatein bandh kijiye and tayaariyan shuru kijiye. Aaj mera birthday hai. Mujhe apna khaas din aap sabke saath manana hai. Aap sab mera birthday manayenge na?" asked Mishti with hopeful eyes.
"Arey kyun nahi Mishti. Tera birthday badi dhum dham se manaya jayega. Tu bas acche se tayaar ho jaa" said Shaurya while slightly nudging Varsha.
"Haan Mishti Shaurya bilkul sahi keh rahe hain" said Varsha.
"Thank You so much Shaurya uncle. Bade Papa kya maain apne kuch khaas mehmano ko bula sakti hun?"
"Bilkul beta. Jisko bulana hai bulao. Humari anumati ki zaroorat nahi hai. Aap aa gayi humare liye utna hi kaafi hai." replied Vishambhar.
"Thank You Bade Papa." Mishti again hugged him and went towards her room.
Everyone was still processing the shock of Mishti's return and they realised that they had a Birthday Party to plan. Admist all this no one noticed Mishti looking at them from the stairs with a little smirk on her face.
"Oh these guys are gonna remember this party for a longgg time" thought Mishti while walking up to her room.
She picked up her phone and called her assistant.
"Did you send the invite I asked you to?" she asked in a no-nonsense business tone.
"Yes-s Ma'am" replied her assistant stuttering.
He couldn't help himself.
Mishti Agarwal was a scary woman.
One mistake and she could and would destroy his entire career.
"Good. I won't be able to come to work for a long time now. Make sure that everything runs smoothly. One mistake and you know the consequences Mr. D'Souza."
"Yes Ma'am I will try my best to make sure nothing goes wrong."
"Good." replied Mishti and cut the call.
She looked around the room. It was the same as she left it. But fortunately she wasn't the same Mishti anymore.
She checked her phone as it pinged with a message.
An image popped up.
An image of the invite.
The invite she sent to THE RAJVANSHS...
So here is the third chapter.
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And whoever finds Mishti's behaviour different from her character please hold on.
There is a reason behind her behaviour and actions.
It will be revealed as soon as the story progresses.
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FanfictionMishti... A girl who was abandoned by her mother Used by her father Left by her family And was reminded every single day of her life that she has no HOME Mishti found a home in Abir In return she made him her WORLD But what happens when this Home cr...
