Aakriti Parekh, a funny and nerd girl who always has positive attitude with life. She is a capable girl who is standing on her own feet and lives in Mumbai alone.
She is a scientist of Astronomy in ISRO and she doesn't need anyone's help to surviv...
(media above : 1. Zain Imam and Barun Sobti. 2. Raabta by Arijit Singh)
Anvay’s POV :-
6:30..!!!
Fudge…!!!
“Hey.. Don't swear.” Wow.. I mean my inner voice will never leave me, right…!!! No, I didn't swear. “Yes, you did.” No, I didn't. “Oh really..!! Then what was that..??”
It's Fudge. It's not swearing. I'm sure, a evil grin must be on my face. My inner voice rolled his eyes. “Changing one letter doesn't change the meaning.” Yeah. Whatever.
I have to reach at 7 o'clock to meet Armaan. He has sent me an address. It's some cafe at 30 minutes drive from my office. And I'm gonna be late. Armaan won't leave me. And again he'll get a chance to call me rich spoilt brat. And I really hate it. I mean, look at me..!! I don't look like some spoilt brat..!! I glanced at my attire. Okay.. Maybe I look like one, but I'm not one.
I was driving at maximum speed. And I got some traffic on my way, too. (Of course..!!) So, it's 7 already and I'm 10 minutes away from my destination. “Ghrrrrr….. Ghrrrrr….” and with the sound, my car stopped. Luckily, I took my car side way because of the sounds or else it would've broke down in the middle of the road. I got out and opened the bonnet. Too much smoke was coming out from the engine. Arghhh… Isse bhi abhi kharab hona tha..!! I was already 5 minutes late. I glanced at my watch. Congratulations..!! Now I am officially 10 minutes late. Why didn't I brought Gopal with me..?? “You only gave him a leave, remember..??” inner voice mocked me. Now what to do..?? I think I should call my bodyguards and tell them to take the car.
I was just talking to my head bodyguard, when I heard the sound of my car engine. I quickly turned to see, and I saw a girl was standing on the other side of the car. I couldn't see her face, because her back was facing me. She was taller than average girls and she had brownish hair. The bonnet was closed. Maybe she repaired it..?? Let me try. I tried to start the car and surprisingly the engine came to life. I called her out to stop, but she quickly went away. But I managed to shout a loud Thank You to her before she disappeared in the crowd. Then reality hit me. Was she was the same girl from yesterday..?? Oh shiiiit..!!!
I reached the cafe 15 minutes late and entered to find pissed looking Armaan sitting on a table. He stood up as I approached him, and started slow clapping dramatically. I rolled my eyes at him. “You better have a good explanation for being late. Because I've cancelled my amazing date night just to meet you.” Oh, I forgot to tell you that Armaan is the biggest flirt of the Universe. Girls are always swooning over him. He has a very bad reputation in this field. But I still don't understand, even after being very famous(!), where do he find a new girl every other week..?? “Thank You So Much Armaan for your sacrifice..!!” I said sarcastically. “And for YOUR information, you were the one who ordered me to come.” “Whatever. Now you are late, so you're getting a punishment for that. And the punishment is, you're going to do whatever I'll make you to do.” “O hello.. Naukar nahi betha main teri batein manne ke liye.. Main kuch nahi karne wala.” I stated with finality in my voice. “Thik hai.. Jaisi aapki marzi..!!” I saw a mischievous glint in his eyes. I narrowed my eyes. This is not the Armaan I know. Something evil must be going on in his little mind. He took out his phone and called someone. “Mr.Adhikari, Dr.Malik here. I had called you sometime ago to give some news about Mr. Anvay Raichand, remember..??...... Good Evening to you too…” Oh fudge..!! He called the reporter..??? This man is impossible..!! I threatened him and signaled to stop. Luckily, he didn't said anything to him and hung the call after talking about some nonsense things.
I am beyond pissed right now but it won't help. “Uparse phans jaoge.. Gussa mat karna…” First time in ages, I totally agree with my inner voice. Okay Anvay. Calm down… Anger will only make it difficult for you. I forced a smile on my face. “So, tell me. What do you want me to do..??” Armaan smirked victoriously. How much I want to wipe that smirk away from his face..!! “Nothing much bro..!! You just have to go to that stand and pick up a chit. And do whatever is written there. Simple..!!” he shrugged. I was confused. Why are they chits here..?? And what is written in them..?? Armaan sensed my confusion and said, “They have a superb concept here. People who come in this cafe, write a wish in a chit and put it here. And you're going to complete someone's wish..!! Punya milega tujhe Anvay..!! Kabhi to accha kaam kar liya kar..!!” I glared him and he raised his hands in air in surrender.
I concentrated back to the chits. Okay, this is not that much difficult. To fulfill someone's wish huh..?? Easy task maybe. Must be something like visiting some place or meet some celebrity or something like that. I can easily arrange that. But what if something difficult will come..?? No, no Anvay..!! Don't think negative. Nothing will happen. I stood up from my seat and went near the stand. Hundreds of chits were there. Which one to pick..?? “Pick one..!! I don't have ages to spend here with you.” I jumped with surprise. Armaan yaar..!! “Don't do this yaar.!! My heart skipped a beat.” He chuckled and signaled me to pick a chit. I looked at the chits for a moment and then decided to pick a blue chit which was placed in a corner hideously. Must be some small boy. It'll be en easy one. I opened it.
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You don't find love. Love finds you. It has got to do something with destiny and fate.
My friend says this. I'm not sure about that and I want to test it. If you also want to test it, or if you believe in it, will you be my date..??
If so, meet me at this cafe day after tomorrow, 3rd July, 7 pm, Table #7, near the window.
Miss A. P.
What is this.? Is this some kind of joke..??
I'm shocked and confused. I looked at Armaan. He too looked confused.
We went back to our table. Our order was placed there. We drank our coffee silently. Both of us were thinking about the chit. Now what to do..?? Should I come here, at the first place..?? And secondly, what if it's just some kind of joke..??
“I think you should come here." Armaan said. "If this is some kind of joke, you don't have anything to loose in that. And if this is not a joke, then someone must be here at the given date and time. Kya pata agar woh wahi hai jo tumhare liye destined hai..?? You should definitely try.” I also think that I should come. Let's say, if I won't like her in that way, then at least I'll get a friend maybe.
We exited the cafe. We said our Bye and I came near my car. It reminded me of that girl. What if she is the same girl..??
I was driving and the radio was on. A famous song by Arijit Singh was playing. Kehte Hain Khuda Ne Iss Jahan Mein Sabhi Ke Liye, Kisi Na Kisi Ko Hai Banaya Har Kisi Ke Liye. Tera Milna Hai Uss Rab Ka Ishaara Maanu, Mujhko Banaya Tere Jaise Hi Kisi Ke Liye. Kuch Toh Hai Tujhse Raabta, Kuch Toh Hai Tujhse Raabta.. Kaise Hum Jaane Hume Kya Pata, Kuch Toh Hai Tujhse Raabta.. Tu Humsafar Hai, Phir Kya Fikar Hai, Jeene Ki Wajah Hi Yahi Marna Issi Ke Liye. Kehte Hain Khuda Ne Iss Jahan Mein Sabhi Ke Liye, Kisi Na Kisi Ko Hai Banaya Har Kisi Ke Liye. It was Raabta, which means connection. How can someone convey so many emotions just with a song..?? And again it relates me to some extent. The song seemed so much soothing.
I reached home and went directly to my room. I changed into some sweatpants and t shirt and went to bed. Events of the whole day were barging in my head. But brain was way too much tired to think anything about it. And I didn't notice when I fell into deep slumber.
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And about the chit, imagine it being a indigo coloured chit and white ink written on it.
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