The Pursuit Of Love

08

Laughing and giggling sound surrounded the whole Singhania Mansion as the whole family sat together after having their breakfast together after so long.

"Bhabhi , Thank you so much" Trisha hugged Varahi tightly for god knows how many times for now as she just couldn't hold back her excitement as the first thing she did after waking up was go right to Varahi room to get the things she got for her from the mall the other day.

Finding out that her brother and sister-in-law had brought things that were not even mentioned in her list just got her crazy.

"Trisha , my hair"...  , "hehe sorry”
Varahi mentioned as she felt her hairs stuck in the chain of the jacket that Trisha wore.

"When will bhai come?" Trisha asked as she sat with the support of Ragini.

"Today , late night" Varahi said as she held some boxes which Shivani was carrying which had different things that they brought.

"Chachi , You would have called me"

"Beta ji , there wasn't even any need" Shalini said as she finally kept all the boxes , carry bags and kits on the table.

"Mummy ji , I bought a hand-made shawl for you," Shalini said as she took out the shawl from a pretty carry bag and forwarded it to Radhika.

"A very pretty gift from Dhurv Singhania to the most beautiful lady Radhika Singhania"
Dhruv - Third son of Singhania said as he almost snatched the shawl from his mother's hold which resulted in him getting a smack by his mother on his right arm and forwarded it to his grandmother with the sweetest smile.

Radhika’s face lightened up as she took  the shawl from her grandson.

The next two hours passed in a blur as they showed each other the stuff , handed the respective gifts to everyone and talked to each other .

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Yuvaan came along with his father and  , as the house helper, gave them water to drink .

"Where is everyone?" Yuvaan asked as he kept the glass back in the tray.

"Everyone is in the theatre room Sir" Ritika said before walking back to the kitchen.

"Chalo" Yuvi said as they moved towards the lift which took them to the basement.

"Dad , Chachu Bhai was asking to finalise the interiors for the Lucknow project , I just remembered," Yuvaan said, looking between the brothers who stood next to each other.

"Kal aa jayega uske baad hi dekh lenge" Ranvijay said as they stepped out of the Lift and walked towards the theatre room which was just right opposite the gym and was clearly isolated from the Swimming area.

"He said to show you guys the design already , I almost forgot" Yuvaan said as he made a face .

"Koi ni" Nishant chuckled as Ranvijay pushed the door open , Loud voices from the speaker hitted their ear drums as they hurriedly stepped inside the room closing the door shut and sat next to their wives and Yuvaan sat next to his Massi.

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"Mr. Singhania it would be great if you get the interiors finalised soon so that the unwanted delays wouldn't take place" The man said in a professional tone.

"Yes , Mr.Singh You will get the finalised interiors within two days" Avyaan replied.

"That's great"

"I would appreciate if you make sure about some small details which are capable to ruin or enhance the final look" Avyaan completed looking at the man .

"There isn’t even any need to mention it , Mr.Singhania , Don't worry about that"

"It was nice meeting you in person , Mr.Singhania"

"Same here, Mr.Singh"

Avyaan & Arsh stepped out of the building and walked straight towards their cab for the whole day.

"Now this is a pain in ass , You didn't lie when you said that Real Estate isn't my thing" Avyaan said as they both climbed inside the car and the driver drove back to the hotel.

Arsh chuckled, "I never lie boss, I only state facts" …

"Oh now that's a lie"

"Next time it's either Yuvi or Dad or Chachu but not me"

Arsh chuckled, "Alright"

"We have to leave for the airport after 2 hours from the hotel" Arsh said as he looked at Avyaan who rested his head back on the seat headrest as he sighed.

"Hmm"

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After half an hour they reached the hotel , Unlocking his room , Avyaan stepped inside , again locking the door.

"Damn it , I feel so tired" Avyaan whispered as he slumped on the bed on his stomach, taking his phone out , he opened WhatsApp and clicked on the updates.

Clicking on Trisha’s status , he looked closely at the picture .

Both of his brothers and his sister sat with  his wife on the couch , Varahi clicked the selfie.

Zooming into her face , Avyaan took the screenshot of his wife's picture and then the complete picture.

Avyaan's eyes roamed over his wife's face, she never wore much makeup , it always looked so natural. The small red bindi on her forehead , the nude pink lipstick and then the powdered sindoor.

He kept looking at her face - A small smile crept on his tired face , he was aware of the fact that his wife was nothing like the girls he had been out there , yet he felt this weird adoration and a weird proud feeling to call her his every single time. His wife.

He never realised his type until he met her. Totally his type but he was eventually a bastard.

He wasn't ready to marry when all he was doing was business - work , widening up newly started - Real Estate , but he had to marry her , which eventually led them to their not so ideal relationship.

He was already being a jerk but he had to give the respect she deserved as HIS WIFE.

He knew it was only about Respect and not love.

"I will die, Avi I can't live without her" Aryan cried as he held onto his best friend, his blazer laying down on the floor beside him along with the bouquet and ring , as the latter cried his heart out in front of his friend.

"Love makes a man miserable and a man who loses every ounce of sense. Love makes a man lose himself in every way possible" Avyaan thought as he setted an alarm and messaged Arsh as he's taking a nap for an hour.

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