When Raghav Singhania returned back home he didnt think about falling in love, definately not with the family's princess Pakhi .
Join the roller coaster ride of love, family, friendship, business rivalries.
In the business world Raghav Singhania was the well known name. Though he was son of well established hotelier Digvijay Singhania he chose to fallow his heart and establish his own fashion house. After completing his m.b.a. from Harvard university he started his career as designer in landon within couple of years he has managed to open his own fashion house. Now he comes in the list of most successful business men.
Surrounded from the bodyguard Raghav Singhania made his way towards the exit of airport. His attention from the phone snapped up when a high pitched familiar scream of "Bhai Bhai (Brother brother)" echoed, and the very next moment he was tackled on the ground by none other than Rachit Singhania.
Youngest among all the Singhania, Rachit Singhania had completed his graduation. Currently planning for masters, he was a fun loving guy.
"I missed you so much bhai." he said literally pounding on Raghav. Rolling his eyes Raghav groaned in frustration. "If you are done with your drama, mind moving your weight." Raghav muttered pulling him away. Grining from ear to ear Rachit flashed his teeth. "sorry." Rachit said enthusiasticly kissing Raghav'scheeks, dragging him towards the car.
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Irritated With Rachit's constant rant Raghav moved out of car. Flashing the smile to his parents he moved forward. "No more tears." shaking his head negatively Raghav hugged his mother. "Then promise me you won't go away for this long." sniffing lightly Ratna Singhania replied.
"Don't worry mommzy he we won't let him go." Rachit butted in peeking from the back. "If you are done with your putr milan can I have a chance?" Digvijay Singhania said with a chuckle. Shifting attention from his mother Raghav smiled at his dad. Embracing his son with pride in his heart he padded his back "Proud of you, son." he said not losing his the business man image. "If you are done with the hugs can we eat the food?" Rachit said impatiently, causing everyone to roll the eyes.
At the dining table Mrs Singhania was feeding her elder son while the other two men's were controlling their laughs. "You have become thin." "You don't eat." "You don't take care of yourself." these were the few lines repeatedly used by Mrs Singhania on the table. The Mothers are caring but Indian ones are way more caring. That was proven again.
"Bas (Enough) Ma, I can't eat anymore." Raghav said stopping his mother for nth time. Poor guy had eaten more than needed. "Nahi Nahi ek aur (No No just one)." she said feeding him. After the force feeding lunch Raghav went to his room.
It was exactly how he left. The homely smell of room brought the instant warm feelings. Luxurious can give you comfort but can't give you peace. Smiling to his own thought he crashed on bed.
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A familiar stroking in hair disturbed Raghav's sleep. Without opening the eyes he shifted his head on his mother's lap "I missed you, ma" he mumbled sleepily. "I missed you too." Ragini dropped a kiss on his forehead. "Get up, you need to get ready for the party." she said loving still stroking his hair. He only hummed in response. After few minutes, Raghav got up. He went to fresh up while Ragini fixed his clothes. Giving him time to get ready she went to check on her younger kid.
After getting ready in black sharp tuxedo with golden tie and vast Raghav went to join the others.
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Sharply dressed in black armani Mr. Singhania was already their with Rachit who choose light greenish yellow pant pairing them with a white tee and blue casual armani jacket.But what caught Raghav's attention was the Saari. Mrs Singhania had donned the elegant green and golden Saari with minimal look it was looking elegant with aura.
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The design was fresh, he could tell by the look it wasn't a boutique piece. After all he was the designer himself, he was impressed by the designer playing bold with colors yet maintaining the elegance was difficult. He was smitten by the work. "Who designed these saree ma?" Raghav asked still admiring the work. "Ohh, this Pakhi specially designed it for today's party." Mrs Singhania replied fondly talking about it.
"Pakhi?, you mean that little brat? Isn't she in in school?" chuckling over his confused expression Mrs Singhania replied laughingly "Ohhhhhhh Raghav, she isn't 16 year old baby anymore. She has grown into a beautiful girl.""She completed her graduation at NIFT, bhai and she is a designer now." Rachit added back hugging Mrs Singhania.
"Let's move to the farmhouse now." Mr Singhania said walking ahead shaking head over the antics of his family. Brushing the issue off Raghav followed his dad while Rachit and Mrs Singhania walked engaged in some talks.
