For the very first time in my arshi world, introducing Siddharth Malhotra as a crucial character. Pls welcome him <3. Hope you all like the banner added above.
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Every love story is special. But some love stories become extra special...especially if there are hearts of 3 innocent people involved whose lives changed due to an extraordinary event.
This is a story of Arnav- a dashing young man whose life revolved around his family. This is a story of Khushi- a sweet young girl who had strong faith in love. And finally, this is a story of Saahas- a charming guy who, as his name suggests, is a daredevil!
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Banaras, India:
Arnav had reluctantly come to this city on his Dadi's request along with his mother, but now, when they sent him to bring some things needed for a barsi pooja (a yearly prayer meet for the deceased), he was miffed. True, the pooja was being held for his own deceased father but Arnav barely remembered him let alone had any fond memories of him. His father passed away when Arnav was barely 2. However, not able to deny anything his grandmother requested him to do, Arnav obliged.
After roaming in the spiritual city situated on the banks of river Ganga, Arnav had brought most of the stuff. Now only some sweets for the offering were remaining. And to his tough luck, the sweet shop was located in a narrow lane. So, he had to park his car away and walk his way to the shop.
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Khushi was quite happy today. She had woken up early in the morning, decorated the entire house and then came to the market to purchase the sweets!
She was still choosing all delicacies she needed for today when her phone rang. She looked between the trays of sweets laid in front of her from which she was carefully choosing sweets, and towards the phone and made a quick choice! Carefully balancing the phone between her ear and shoulder, she continued addressing the person in the sweet shop as well as answering her cell phone.
"Kaha reh gayi sanka devi(where are you sanka devi)? Pura Banaras khareed ke layi rahi ho ka (Are you buying the entire city)?" came a stern question.
"Bass aa rahe hai buaji (I will be home in a jiffy)."
She was still finishing assuring her buaji when she heard a heated conversation around her.
"Dekhiye, I am NOT lying, I will pay your bill. I left my phone and my wallet in the car. But I urgently need this meethai for a barsi pooja. Why don't you understand?" Arnav asked in a frustrated tone. Going back to car and coming here again would mean he will be very late for the pooja. And even if he didn't have much faith in it, his Dadi and his Maa did.
"No sir, sorry, we can't give you anything until you pay us in full. How will we run our shop if everyone keeps coming and giving such reasons?" the shopkeeper asked, practically. In his defense, even if this man was saying the truth but anyone overhearing this conversation could take wrong advantage of it and dupe him.
Just then someone intervened between them.
"I will pay his bill, bhaiyya." A sweet voice fell on Arnav's ear, and he turned to see who it was. A young woman clad in a beautiful mustard-yellow salwar suit and gorgeous net dupatta had offered to help him. While she was at the shopkeeper not him, Arnav could swear the girl had the most beautiful eyes!
"But madam, aap kaise-" shopkeeper hesitated to take money from her.
"It's ok bhaiyya. I know it's neither your fault nor his. But if I pay his bill, that way both your problems will be solved, right?" came her compassionate reply and Arnav was touched by her helping gesture. Spellbound by her sweet behavior, he barely managed to say thanks as she paid both his and her bills, took her stuff and turned to leave.
