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***************************************** Delhi.. Shantivan.. Early in the morning..
"Muski.." Arnav sat on the bed, yawning, and called out for his wife.
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"Your Muski has arrived," she entered the room with a radiant smile gracing her lips, her eyes sparkling with delight.
Arnav reciprocated her smile and rose from the bed to approach her. Standing near her, he gently cupped her face and placed a tender kiss on her forehead, as was his custom, to wish her a pleasant morning.
"Khushi-morning, my Pikachu!" she too wished him wrapping her arms around his neck. Arnav lowered his head a little so that Khushi could plant a sweet like her favourite jalebi sugar syrup kiss on his forehead.
Then he went to the bathroom, and Khushi moved to their closet to choose clothes for him.
"It's time to consider a change from your traditional black suits. Today, I will choose this grey color suit for Mr. Pikachu," she said to herself as she carefully placed the three-piece grey and white suit on the recliner, ready for her husband.
She hurriedly went to the dresser to select a wristwatch for him, but unfortunately, it slipped from her hands and fell to the floor, breaking into small fragments.
Khushi let out a soft gasp, her eyes widening in dismay as she beheld the shattered fragments of his wristwatch. She hit her forehead with her palm, a gesture of self-reproach for her inadvertent clumsiness.
She patiently waited for Arnav to come out of the bathroom so that she could explain the situation to him.
After a while, he came out, a towel wrapped around his waist. Noticing her tense expression, he approached her with concern, "Muski, what happened?"
