Chapter 1: Raised Standard Bar

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I was sitting in the garden thinking about our present situation. In these 5-6 years a lot changed.

Both of my brothers are back from London. Rishabh bhaia took upon the reins of our kingdom and has always been the caring, father figure guy.

Chitransh bhai, though he is very irritating at times and teases me a lot but after all he is my brother so yeah, he is great.

Misha, my best friend! Who thought that she will get married to Rishabh bhaia. Well, it was quite a surprise for me too.

Dadi, she is still the same iron fisted ruler of Rajgarh.

My graduation was completed amd I did my hotel management course from London. Bhaia made me work and get training in his hotel only along with other interns. This was because as he says 'I will give my best services only if I do understand their problems.' So no partiality there! I was also scolded if I did something wrong.

Now after 3 years of training I have my own hotels to handle.

Also there is some writing work I do. Yes, I write under tha pen name Mahashweta.

My last novel 'Nishabd' was very well received. Guess that's in our genes. I mean Bhaia writes shayari although I got to know that after his marriage to Misha who forced him to get his writings published.

But Ansh bhai doesn't likes to write nor read. I have a doubt that he is adopted... but why would mom amd dad have such a bad choice in adoption too????

Bua.....

Oh and how can I forget my beautiful niece Rimisha a.k.a Rimi.

She is the life line of the house. Who thought that our dadi will be this playful with this kiddo?

Rimi came and threw her arms around my legs giving me a half hug. I sat her in my lap.

"Bua... shall... shall... I... tell..."

"Rimi... take a deep breath. Calm down and then speak."

"Ohh bua. You know they are talking about your marriage inside."

I just smiled at her. She is my informer and tells me every little thing that takes place in my absence. Such as she told me that Ansh bhai ate my chocolates and also bribes her not to tell me about it.

Now about my marriage, I knew this was going to happen. I am ready for it. We have even talked about this some time ago.

*5 days ago*

Me, Ansh bhai, Bhaia and Mishu were sitting in garden. Dadi and Rimi had gone to Junagarh Haveli. We were talking about random things when as always Ansh bhai asked something totally unrelated.

"Bhaia, what are your type of girls?"

"What type of question is this? For your information he is married and now has a five year old daughter too." I reprimanded him.

"Ae... tu chup re!!" He replied arrogantly.

"O... five year old kiddos. No fighting. Ansh, Meenu is right. Whatever I want is there in Misha."

He side hugged Misha and she looked up at him and smiled.

They are so much in love that it reflects in their eyes.

I was enjoying their closeness when a donkey.... Oh sorry Ansh Bhai started singing, mind it in the worst voice possible.

Pehla pehla pyaar hai...

"Thanks for setting up the mood Ansh." Rishabh bhaia fake smiled while saying this.

"Or for ruining it!" Of course that was me.

"I heard that!!!" Ansh Bhai shouted and I stuck my tongue out on him.

"You were supposed to!!!!"

"Ok... Enough... Ansh what type of girls do you like?" Misha asked Ansh Bhai.

"I don't know. Never thought about it." Look at him trying to be innocent... Devil!!!!

"Oh tell us. Don't blush!" Misha said and he actually blushed.

"Tall, fun, beautiful eyes, sweet, cute good natured...."

"Why is your list so small... Add a thousand more items." I sarcastically said to him and he glared at me.

But I think there is someone. The way he blushed made me think that.

"Ok... Meenu what type of guys do you like?" I knew this was coming.

"I want a guy like Rishabh Bhaia. He has raised the standard bar for guys that I don't want anybody below that. I guess Bhaia will have to find a guy for me." Rishabh Bhaia chuckled at this.

"Can't you do one work on your own? Now you want your brothers to find a guy for you. Meenakshi??" Ansh Bhai said shaking his head.

"I am not talking about you. That work is for Rishabh Bhaia. I don't trust you with this. What if you find a guy who uses excess gel in his hair just like you?"

"I don't use excess gel..." Ansh Bhai shouted.

"Shut up gel boy!!" I again teased him.

Our conversation had ended on this note that night but I didn't know that this will start again so soon.

I mean they should have given me a two month notice before this.

Let's see what happens now?

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                AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hey,

First chapter finally. How is it?

Agneesh will enter soon.

Until then,
                    Love Love 💕

A.S.

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