We got married two years. ago. That was the best day of my life. He was a fashion photographer and me and interior designer. We both loved each other - as friends and as soulmates. I couldn't ask for a better life partner. We moved to Paris two years ago. I was excited. I had always heard of Paris as the City Of Love. Moving in with Arjun to Paris just intensified my love for that place. My life at Paris started with a contract of Arjun's that required him to move to Paris few months after our wedding. He had proposed to take me along and I readily agreed. We set foot in Paris and rented a home. I stayed behind while he worked. Once while on a weekend outing, he asked me something that shocked and surprised me the same time.
NOBODY'S POV..
Arjun : Shru... You should move around..
Shrushti : Move around ? What do you you mean by move around ?
Arjun : I know we just settled here and all that. But you really should do something on your own.
Shrushti : But.. I..
Arjun : Don't bluff Shru. I've seen you.. Looking at your designs longingly. I understand you love for your profession. Why don't you start working ?
Shrushti : But I've come to terms with the fact that..
Arjun : Shrushti Arjun Mehra !!! You listen to me.. When in a married relationship, sacrifice comes from two sides. Its not fair that while I get to socialize you don't. So please.. Don't let me effect you. Go ahead and start an office. Make me proud.
Shrushti : Yeah.. Make you proud, Monkey Boy :P
Arjun : What did you call me ???!!!
Shrushti : Since your ears didn't pay attention to what my lips spoke, here you go - Monkey Man !!!!!
She ran. Moments later, Arjun tool off after her shouting at her to stop and Shrushti running away laughing at him and screaming back MONKEY MAN... Then started her journey of making her professional home. She started with getting in touch with all her Indian mates and made plans to advertise it online. Since online portals did really help with a career start, she had posted it online. For few days, she sat and worked on various designs. Designs of living room interiors and other rooms with a personal touch of hers. She got her first offer after few days to which she readily accepted. Getting people to help was hard business. She was having difficulty with the language and very less people understood what she meant. That evening, she sat with hand on her head on the plush couch. Arjun came and sat beside her.
Arjun : What happened, Mrs. Mehra ? Won't you share the reason for those wrinkles on your head with Mr. Mehra ?
Shrushti : Arjun please. This is no time to make a joke.
Arjun : What happened Shru ?
Shrushti : Arjun. I have a contract ? But what is the use if I don't have people that can help me with it ?
Arjun : Hmmm.. So you are worried about people.. Hmm.. Tough situation. But then since when has that stopped you from working ?
Shrushti : What do you mean ?
Arjun : Well, if I were you I'll make it a point to get an extension while taking help from known people..
Her eyes widened as realization as to what he was saying dawned on her. That was it. She could get her team from India here. And taking some time-out could be used to arrange tickets for them. She grinned widely and threw her arms around her husband enveloping him in a bone-crushing hug.
Shrushti : OMG !! Thankyou Arjun. Thankyou so much for this.. I mean.. Why didn't I think of it before ?
Arjun : You need an intelligent person like me.. Hmpfh !!! I know.. Its ok. I am glad you found me.
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