Kuch toh hua hai , kuch ho raha hai..

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Riddhi's POV:

A few days later,

I was on a video call with my friends - Khushi and Anjali.

" None of you have visited me yet", I said, whining like an 8-year-old.

"As if you informed us about your stay", Khushi said, rolling her eyes.

" I told you a month ago", I replied justifying my point.

" Yeah, and disappeared for the next 20 days and the next thing we know is, you are here, in Pune, that too forever", Anjali said in a complaining tone.

" I am really sorry guys, the work didn't spare me enough time. I am sorry. Tell me, what can I do to make it up to you guys ?", I asked, trying to please them.

" Get married," said Khushi in a serious, no-nonsense tone.

A silence followed her words.

"Huh?" her demand startled me.

"I want to wear beautiful dresses, look pretty, eat like a panda, dance my heart out, and fall in love with your husband's best friend," said Khushi with dreamy eyes and hands clasped together.

What do I even reply to this?

On the other side of the screen, Anjali was giggling.

" I gotta go. I'm getting late," I said looking at the watch on my wrist, wanting to sprint out of the conversation. Because I knew where this conversation was heading.

" Is Mr. Mahajan going to pick you up again?", Khushi asked, winking at me and Anjali was giggling again.

There we go, I knew she's gonna bring his name up.

" Why will Adarsh come? I questioned with genuine confusion visible on my face.

" Did you hear that Anjali? It's Adarsh now, not Mr.Mahajan", Khushi teased again and they both grinned like teenager.

Oh god! Ever since I told them about the airport story, where I mistook Adarsh for an auto driver, this Khushi had not left a single chance to tease me. She said she feels that there is a potential chemistry between us.

But is it? How can there be a possible chemistry between two people who don't meet and talk often?

" Shut up. BYE! And come to meet me soon" Saying this I cut the call and ran straight into the closet to get ready.

It was for an event that was being organised to spread awareness on Menstrual hygiene. I was invited as a guest speaker there.

After getting dressed up, I came out and glanced at the watch on the wall.

Thank god I was on time.

Sighing in relief, I grabbed my car keys to reach the venue.

Time skip - 6:00 in the evening

Adarsh had come for a meetup with a client in Darshan's cafe - "DELIGHTS."

"So, Mr.Mathur, what do you think about the idea of launching wedding wear this Diwali? I'll get the papers ready as soon as you give a nod" said Adarsh in a firm, confident voice.

" Sounds good, Mr. Mahajan " replied Mr.Mathur, flashing the widest smile ever.

Mr. Mathur owned the most famous luxury wedding planning company in the country.

From alleged affairs with celebrities to involvement in illegitimate shell companies, he was infamous for all the wrong reasons.

But his company generated profit like no other. One of the reasons for this is, obviously, the Indian obsession with weddings. And the other important reason was their name itself.

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