WHEN FATE TOOK THE WHEEL

Chapter: Mr. & Mrs. Kapoor Go Crazy

The night was buzzing, but Marine Drive was a different story—quiet, peaceful, with the gentle hum of the sea in the background. But for Naina and Arjun, that peace wasn’t going to last long.

“We need to do something absolutely ridiculous tonight,” Naina said, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

Arjun looked at her with a smirk. “Ridiculous, huh? I thought we already hit peak crazy with your Mr. and Mrs. Kapoor act at lunch.”

Naina rolled her eyes, grinning. “That wasn’t crazy, that was just cute. Now, buckle up, Mr. Kapoor. I’m talking real, no-holds-barred, nonsense.”

Before he could respond, she grabbed his hand, leading him toward a rickshaw parked at the corner. She leaned in, winking at the driver. “Bhaiya, aaj aapka shift khatam. Mr. Kapoor here is taking over!”

The poor driver blinked, utterly confused. “Madam, kya—”

But before he could protest, Naina stuffed some notes in his hand. “Don’t worry, you’re on break! We’ve got this.”

Arjun burst into laughter as the driver stepped aside, probably wondering if this couple was actually from a movie set. “You’re impossible,” Arjun said, sliding into the driver’s seat, still laughing.

“And you love it,” Naina shot back, hopping into the passenger seat and slapping a fake moustache on his face. “Now drive, Mr. Kapoor!”

With a laugh, Arjun revved the engine and zoomed off into the streets. The wind whipped through their hair as they sped down the empty lanes. Naina leaned out the side, shouting into the night, “Mumbai, say hello to Mr. and Mrs. Kapoor!”

As they zipped through the streets, they made all kinds of ridiculous stops—Arjun pretended to be a cabbie, picking up a couple of bewildered tourists who had no idea what was happening. “Where to, madam?” he asked in a deep voice, flashing the fake moustache proudly.

Naina, meanwhile, acted like a diva in the backseat, flinging her arm dramatically over her eyes. “Take us to the best place in town. And make it fast, or Mr. Kapoor will be very displeased!”

Arjun put on his best serious face, nodding to the tourists. “You heard the lady.” They rode around for a few minutes, with Arjun taking unnecessary turns, while Naina whispered to the tourists in a fake accent, “He’s an actor, you know. I found him driving a rickshaw. Aditya Roy Kapoor, you’ve heard of him, yes?”

After finally letting the confused tourists off (with a story they’ll tell for the rest of their lives), the two of them hopped out of the rickshaw and ran down the street, hand in hand. Naina stopped suddenly, pointing at a fountain outside a posh hotel. “Let’s do it.”

“Do what?” Arjun asked, still trying to catch his breath.

“This,” she said with a wicked grin and jumped straight into the fountain, splashing like she was five years old.

Arjun stood there, half-laughing, half-shocked. “Naina! People are watching!”

“Let them watch!” she shouted, twirling around in the water like she was on a Bollywood set. “Who cares? We're Mr. and Mrs. Kapoor, remember?”

Unable to resist, Arjun joined her, splashing water everywhere until a security guard came running toward them, blowing his whistle. “Get out of the fountain! What are you doing?!”

They bolted before he could catch up, laughing so hard they could barely breathe.

Out of breath and soaked, they found a small chai stall on the side of the road and ordered two cups, sitting on the rickety benches, still laughing. Arjun wiped water from his face. “If anyone actually thinks I’m Aditya Roy Kapoor, my career as a rickshaw driver is over.”

Naina smirked. “Well, Mr. Kapoor, you certainly know how to drive a rickshaw better than you know how to behave in public.”

He grinned, leaning closer. “That’s because I’m with Mrs. Kapoor, the queen of chaos.”

She giggled, taking a sip of chai. “If tonight’s anything to go by, I think we’ve got this ‘crazy’ thing down.”

Arjun took her hand, his eyes twinkling with affection. “We do, don’t we? And it’s only the beginning.”

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