Chapter 1

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As few people got inside the massive , extravagant home of Rathores , they saw Sudev , a man in his 50s smiling at them warmly with folded hands.

"Jai sree Krishna" he chanted
"Jai sree Krishna"

"Where's Tia , our bride?" One lady among the crowd enquired
"In her room , with her mother " Sudev said grabbing the two ends of his coat over his knee length kurta.

"Mom , I don't even know him!" Exclaimed Tia , her tear drenched eyes being crimson red.

"Beta , 94 percent marriages in India are arranged. Sudev Ji and I , we got married like that only. You get married , you fall in love and you live happily together." Sudha , mother of Tia consoled her.

"Mom , please , I don't want this" Tia wipes her eyes , smudging the impeccably drawn eyeliner.

"Even if you and your dad keep your nose to the grindstone , you won't achieve a quarter of what they make in a year. He's the Mahir Sehgal. In two weeks , you'll be married. No more talks!" Sudha roared , her heavy jhumka clattering.

As soon as the flamboyance of the over the top sari of Sudha left the room , with the shingling noises of bangles followed , Tia broke down , weighed down by her emotions.

Scene :  Sehgal House

"Ohm Ganapathy Namah" the priest muttered followed by the circling of arti by Sumitra Sehgal. The lamp in her tray shone brighter than the exquisite ear wear worn by her. Once the 9 circling was done , ladoos from her tray started empting in the blink of an eye.

"This tilak is my secret to all the fortunes I own" Andy winked as Sumitra sehgal applied tilak from the tray.

"Maa , see this , he took away my ladoo, maa" a girl in her early 20s  yelled grabbing sumitra's hands.

"Kuhu!!!" Sumi replied angrily

"It's a lie , she grabbed mine" Yuvraj complained. A handsome guy in his late 20s , his chiseled jaw projecting out and the bodyhugging kurta showcasing the well made abs he got working out in the gym.

"Stop this , stop fighting for ladoo , now it's your brother's marriage. After that I'll make yuvraj get married followed by kuhu. You ain't kids anymore for god's sake. " Sumitra's temples tensed in disgust.

"By the way , where's Mahir ?" Enquired andy scratching head.

"In the office" yuvi laughed
"As always " kuhu completed the sentence

Mahir sehgal , the all in all of Sehgal firms is the biggest workholic you'll ever meet. While his siblings , yuvraj , a stud among girls and Kuhu , the ultimate foodie enjoyed their life , Mahir had only one aim -  Make the Sehgal firms the biggest in India. He had two loves , Work and coffee. With 20 cups of coffee and his office he'll be the happiest.

"Sir , today three new employees are joining." Ishika , the staff of office said placing her files in the desk in front.

"Arrange everything properly and give them a warm welcome. Sehgals treat employees equally. Order bouquets asap" Mahir said sipping coffee.

The room was infused with the aroma of freshly brewed coffee. The sound of the cup being placed in the glass table pierced through the silence instilled in the air conditioned room. Mahir sehgal rotated his chair to face the staff in front of him.

"They need flowers and I want to impress him. " Rhea said to Ishita.

"Why the hell are you behind mahir sir , he's gonna get engaged in two days and you are simping behind him!" Ishita exclaimed radiating the disgust.

"He's The Mahir sehgal and I'll go any extent to marry him. Just an engagement right? They can break it and call it a day! Anyway I'll ask an uncle I know from a distant village to give flowers for welcoming employees. He owns a flower shop." Rhea winked

"Call him then , we need flowers by 3pm." Ishita knew there was no way to instill common sense in Rhea.

"Hello uncle?" Rhea dialled a number and talked.

Scene: A village

As the farmer ploughed the field with his tractor , the cows mooed when Radha , a servant of farmer started collecting the milk.

"Radha , where is bela?" Asked Dinesh , the farmer.

"Playing in the fields , probably" Radha replied.

"Belaaaa " he called in his high pitched voice for his daughter to come.

"Oops dad is calling" whispered bela to her goat. Flying her yellow dupatta in the air , she ran splashing the mud all over , including her pant and kurta. As the brownish hair floated like clouds in the air , her silver anklets have her father a sign that she was nearby.

"What happened Mr.Papa?" Asked Bela Sharma from behind making a smile appear in the face of Dinesh.

"Got an order , collect 3 bouquets and deliver it to Sehgal firms , I have sent you location." He mumbled while craddling the grains he harvested like a child.

Word count : 802

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