Okk guys! I know being late to update at initial chapters of the story isn't acceptable at all but I had to recharge my phone's data balance.
However, here is the first chapter!
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CHAPTER 1 :- THE RESULTS!!!
RAICHAND MANSION, MUMBAI...
"Yippee! I got admission in F.I.T.E ! Mama, where are you? Look, I got 22nd rank in entrance exams!"
Khushi entered her house hopping like a kangaroo.
She was wearing a yellow top on pink jeans and her brown, shoulder length hair were left open to sway in the air.
Her eyes displayed happiness and excitement and her lips were curved in a sweet smile.
A handsome boy in a white tee and blue faded jeans descended the stairs, hearing her.
"Kya hua dee?", Ishaan interrogated in a confused manner.
"Baby bro!", Khushi hugged him instantly.
Leaving the hug, she continued, "You know I got 22nd rank in the entrance exams. I am qualified to join F.I.T.E!"
"Congratulations dee! Mujhe pata tha aap top karogi! But but but... Ab toh aap Simla chali jayengi mujhe akela chhodkar, hai na? Not fair dee!"
"Nautanki kahin ka! Do saal baad tu b join karlena mujhe! Acha batao, mama kahan hai?"
"She's in the kitchen!"
"Come let's see what is the great cook making?",
Khushi winked and they moved towards the kitchen.
A middle-aged yet astonishingly beautiful lady in a blue sari stood in the kitchen stirring the luscious 'gajar ka halwa' .
Khushi and Ishaan halted at the door for a second, inhaling the mesmerizing smell.
Then, they tiptoed inside the kitchen.
Khushi held Maya Raichand, her mom, by the waist and rotated, declaring her success.
Maya let out a squeak as she felt herself being lifted.
Ishaan burst out in laughter, looking at Khushi's childish acts.
Sometimes it was hard to believe that she was 19 years old, looking at her.
As soon as Khushi kept her down, Maya hugged Khushi and congratulated her.
"I knew you would pass with flying colours! I am proud of you! Your dad also must be proud of you my chutki!"
Ishaan and Khushi got emotional at the mere memory of their father.
Maya noticed their fell faces and added,
"Now go out and wait for me on the sofa! I'll just come with your favourite halwa!"
Khushi and Ishaan nodded and left.
They came out and sat on the sofa.
As soon as Khushi sat, Ishaan took the result memo from her hand and lied down on her lap, reading it.
Looking at Ishaan lying peacefully on her lap, a flashback came rushing to her brain.
She rested her head on the sofa, closed her tear filled eyes and thought,
"You left and my heart is a ceaseless sermon of loneliness, Laddu! I miss you! I want to share my success with you! Will you not be here on the most important day of your Princess? I want you back in my life! Please come back! Where are you?"
'''''''''''X
SHEKHAWAT VILLA, DELHI...
"Here you are! I am tired of searching for you in this huge villa and you are sitting in the study, doing God knows what!", Randhir's friend, Rohan said.
"Why were you searching for me? Ab konsa pahad toot pada?", Randhir asked in a disinterested tone.
Randhir did not even care to look at him.
He was looking no less than a Greek God in his white tee and tracks with his messy hair fell slightly on his forehead.
He was preoccupied with a book and a pencil.
It seemed that he was sketching something.
Rohan sat infront of Randhir on the other side of the study table.
"Pahad nahi toota but...", Rohan started but stopped abruptly, looking at the sketch in front.
He looked at it with awe nipping at his face.
It were a pair of eyes of a girl that Randhir was sketching, which were absolutely beautiful.
Rohan's abrupt halt caused Randhir to look at him and that was when he realised that Rohan's eyes were on the sketch.
He was literally gawking at those eyes as if he could imagine her whole face by the sketch.
A reflex of strange protectiveness ran through Randhir's spine as he closed the book and said,
"Aise kya dekh raha hai?"
"Kya hai yaar?! Book q band kardi? By the way, you never told me that you sketch, and that too such a beautiful one! I mean jiski b yeh ankhein hai woh zaroor koi khoobsoorat si hoor hogi!", Rohan praised.
"Shut up alright! Bakwas band kar!" Randhir couldn't help being protective!
"Oh my god! Itna protective! Kaun hai ye ladki? Koi special?"
"Mai khud nhi janta! I just get abrupt flashes of these eyes so I sketched them! Koi toh connection hai in ankhon ka mujhse..."
"Strange!"
"Well, tu mujhe ye bakwas karne ke liye dhoond raha tha?"
"No actually your dad is calling you! Aaj results hai na, so he wanted to look at it along with us! He is waiting in the hall. Come!"
Randhir nodded and they descended the long chain of stairs to reach the hall.
Harsh Shekhawat, Randhir's dad, was seated on the couch with laptop in front of him.
"Kya dad! Yahan sabko pata hai k mai first aaya hun! Why are we even seeing the results!?" , Randhir said, sitting in front of Harsh on the couch, accompanied by Rohan.
Harsh looked at him and smiled,
"Is baar results me kuch naya dekhne ko mila!"
"Randhir ne top nahi kiya?!" Rohan asked, bewildered.
"Rubbish!", Randhir retorted at Rohan.
"Yes, Randhir is the first ranker no doubt, but the twist is, that there are not one but two first rankers this time!"
"What?!", Randhir and Rohan asked unanimously.
Randhir snatched the laptop from Harsh and read the name of his tie,
"ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA!"
'''''''''''X
A DARK ROOM IN AN EDIFICE, SIMLA...
"Abhi b yahan baithe ho... packing nhi karni?",said a lady in her mid 30s but looking no more than 22, entering the room.
A handsome boy in a black tee and black tracks, sitting on a rocking chair, looked at her.
"Karlunga! Aap bataiye unhone kuch kaha aapse?"
"Nothing much Arnav! You have the first position in the results! There is no change in the original plan! Stick to it! Tumhe pata hai na tumhe kya karna hai?"
Arnav nodded and smiled.
The lady smiled back and left the room.
After she went out, Arnav's lips curved into a smirk as he said,
"F.I.T.E! I am coming!"
Precap : The first day!!!
A/N :- Kk sorry guys! I know am late but from now on, it will be regular updates! Promise!
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