"Irene ji! Carlos!" Ali called from the barricade as they walked with the luggage towards the exit
"This way" Ali led them to a car whose windows were tinted, he took the luggage from Irene and waited till she sat in the car. After that, he helped Carlos to load the luggage in the boot.
"Welcome to Mumbai, Irene ji" Ali brightly smiled looking at Irene through the mirror, "as our house is on the other end of the city, it'll take an hour or two, please relax and if you are hungry, just give me howler I stop at the nearest food stop, our city is famous for its tasty and abundant food options"
Irene just nodded and plugged in her earphones.
"Do you need anything?" Ali turned towards Carlos
"No" Carlos shook his head
"Okay," Ali started the car, not before looking at Irene through the mirror once. Carlos was vigilant, he did observe Ali's fixation over Irene in Delhi too and the way how Ali's eyes stole glances at Irene through the mirror told him that Ali is smitten by Irene. Carlos smirked to himself,
'Maybe this trip may turn out better and Irene will find more reasons to live rather than revenge' he thought to himself but there is also this fear of Irene rejecting Ali because of his work.
The music of Chaiyya Chaiyya begins in the background, Arshad frowns as his pout deepens, and he looks towards his Mumma. Karishma sheepishly smiles holding her ears as sorry. Arshad rolls his eyes and turns his back towards Karishma again.
Karishma chuckles at his antics. Arshad had been furious with her as his Mumma and Ammi hadn't spent time with him lately, he just postponed his anger coz his Mumma was ill yesterday. But today since Karishma brought him home, he has been giving her side eye, she tried everything but nothing yielded her some mercy, and now she is using her last weapon, a song Arshad can never ignore.
Karishma walked up to him, poking on his shoulder but he didn't turn back. Karishma shook her head with a knowing smile, Arshad can be very stubborn sometimes, a quality he acquired from both of his mothers. Arshad is a very understanding child from the very beginning,
'sorry baby Mumma forgot your toy' he is ready to wait, 'sorry Arshu, Mumma cannot take you to that exhibition, we can watch a movie together for now,' he is in for a compromise, 'sorry Arshu, Mumma is sick, she can't play now' he is by her side till his Mumma gets better, that's one of the reasons why Karishma pampers him a lot, he is naughty too but it's just for making his Mumma laugh, but if there is one thing he throws tantrums, is not enough time with his Mumma and now his Ammi too.
Chal Chaiyya, Chaiyya, Chaiyya, Chaiyya...
Chal Chaiyya, Chaiyya, Chaiyya, Chaiyaa...
The song begins and Karishma starts to dance, they are alone at home, so the music is blasting all over the house. Arshad turns back wide-eyed looking at his Mumma, he can never resist watching his Mumma dance.
Karishma continues to dance as the song proceeds, recreating the lyrics with her steps and soon Arshad joins her. That's how Haseena found them, drunk on music, forgetting the life outside the beats.
Yaar misaale ous chale...
Paaon ke tale firdous chale...
Kabhi daal daal, Khabi paat paat...
Main hawa pe dhoondhoon uske nishann...
Saare ishq ki chhaaon, chal chaiyyaa, chaiyyaa...

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I too want a love story - KarEena
FanfictionBook 1 - completed ✅ Like everyone, Karishma and Haseena also dreamed of their share of a fairy tale, standing the test of times the love story powered through the ugly odds. However, scarred pasts and hidden secrets have the power to destroy the mo...