Hi, the show is so toxic but I love VJ and Himanshi pairing, hence trying my hand for the first time on making a FF. Feedback will be appreciated: story has been modified a bit. Bit slow and long but do share feedback.
INDEX
CHAPTER 1
CHAPTER 3 ROKA AND RING CEREMONY
CHAPTER 5: LET THE FESTIVITIES BEGIN
CHAPTER 6: MEHNDI AT THE FARMHOUSE
CHAPTER 17: MANALI TRIP
CHAPTER 19: ON THE WAY BACK FROM MANALI
Chapter 1 - ANGAD
Angad had been cheated in love in the past, wherein his childhood sweetheart left him for a richer man when his family was going through sudden bad times. He was born in a rich family but when he was 20 the business saw some unexpected losses and they went through a very rough patch financially. His dad and uncle were unable to manage the business and that's when he gave up his dreams of going abroad and pursuing a career and joined the family business, since then there was no looking back.
His childhood sweethearts deception, the sudden change in the way their snobbish friends and other society members treated them when they were going through a bad phase, left him bitter and with a strong resolve that money mattered the most in this life. He thought all middle class people, like his girlfriend Simmi, were after money only. Though he succeeded in recovering their lost wealth and multiplying it tenfold, he lost his innocence and empathy in the process.
He had loved Simmi from the bottom of his heart and she had used him till he could buy her expensive gifts, take her to the most happening places and spend endlessly on her. The moment he was unable to do all this, she started avoiding him. His best friend Sabar tried to tell him Simmis reality multiple times but he would not beleive it, they had grown up together, her dad was their business manager and Daarji had sponsored her education in the same expensive school as theirs. She was his sunlight, he used to light up everytime he saw her and would not believe she would leave him alone in his difficult times. He still remembered that days as clearly as if it was yesterday,.....it was valentine's day and he had managed to purchase an expensive perfume and a small but beautiful bouquet for her...and had set out to meet her....he knew she was at Cafe Rose with her friends and he wanted to surprise her....but what awaited for him there had surprised him!
He saw Simmi with an older man, adorned in expensive clothes and jewellery. He still did not connect anything and went to her table. "Hi Simmi", Simmi was shocked to see him 'What are u doing her Angad?' Angad realised something was amiss, Simmi was suddenly flustered and looked nervous. "Who is this Simmi" asked the older gent, 'oh my friend from college, give me five minutes,, i am not sure what he wants, let me talk to him and come back' said Simmi and took Angad aside.
'who is that guy' asked Angad......'What are u doing here, I told u I was busy today and cannot meet u, why did u follow me here'asked Summi angrily. Angad was surprised, Simmi had never spoken to him like this ' I came to wish u happy valentines day love. And u did not answer me, who is that man?'
'I will speak to u later, leave right now' said Simmi, fluttering her hands and that's when Angad noticed light glistening off a huge diamond on Simmi's ring finger....his heart skipped a beat. He threw the gift and bouquet aside and grabbed Simmi, 'Tell me who he is!' Next thing ke knew, he was punched in the face, his nose bleeding and was lying on the ground. 'How dare u touch my fiancee' roared the other man, 'Who is this guy' he yelled and the next words that came out of Simmi's mouth changed Angad forever....'He studies in my college, is always stalking me and troubling me. He got me a valentine gift and when I refused to take it, he started manhandling me, he is nothing but trouble'
Angad was escorted out of the Cafe by security, he was numb and realized all that Sabar used to to say about Simmi was right, she was only using him...his heart broke that day.
In place of his heart, there was only a bitterness and hatered for women now (other than his family). He was always working like a man possessed, aiming to collect more and more wealth, never smiled and had vowed never to get married. He used women for his needs, mindful to do this away from Ludhiana, and gifted them expensive jewellery as a payment for services rendered. He was 6 ft tall, extremely muscular, thanks to his rigrous gym routine, had a chiseld jaw and was an extremely good looking Sardar, women flocked and threw themselves at him......but.other than using what these women offered voluntarily, he had no use for them.
The only emotion that he had was for his family, whom he loved to bits, could die for them and wanted to ensure that they always had the best of everything.
His family kept pestering him to get married and have kids, but he had made it clear that any such expectations of his family can be met by his two brothers Garry and Veer. Garry was his bhua Jasleen's son. Jasleen bhua was a divorcee and lived with them, Jasleen bhua had also married a middle class guy, believing in love, had been betrayed, divorced and come back to live with her parents with two kids Garry and Kiara. Veer was his chachu's son and had a sister Ekam. He lived in a large punjabi joint family, with his Daarji and Bebe, parents, chach chachi, Veer, Ekam, Jasleen bhua, Garry, Kiara and his younger bhua, phupha and their son Prince. He was quiet clear that the next generation of Brars was going to come from Garry and Veer as he was never going to marry or have an off spring. He could not even think of tolerating a woman for more than few hours, forget about marrying her!
CHAPER 2 - SAHIBA
Sahiba was a gentle soul, a cool breeze in a sunny day, sunlight in a gloomy morning and a twinkling star in a clear night sky. Though short tempered at times and sharp as tikkhi mirch, she could not stay angry for long on the perpetrator, had no malice or jealousy for anyone, was always smiling or happy and brightened the life of anyone and everyone she touched. It was as if Babaji himself had blessed her the day she was born. She was a smart businesswoman and ran her own art shop at the famous Lal chowk market in Ludhiana. She was her family's support, their nervous system.....their resolve and their strength.
Her family came first for her, second her art and then everything else. This was due to her simple middle class/Lower middle class family and the strong values that they lived by and had instilled in her since her childhood. She was part of a punjabi joint family and lived with her parents, her taaiji, her elder sister Seerat and her younger cousin brother. They all loved each other immensely and could goto any lengths for each other.
Sahiba was 23 year old, tall, slim and fair. She was not exotically beautiful like her elder sister Seerat but had luminous clear skin, mostly spotted with paint, clay or any other art material she was working on and a gorgeous figure which was mostly covered in traditional punjabi suits or kurtis. She had a heart shaped face and beautiful features. She was oblivious to the male attention and excluded an innocent charm that men found extremely attractive.
Her dad was a sunar and would take orders for making or repairing jewellery, her mom and Taaiji ran a cloud kitchen from their home, Seerat di modeled for her friend's designer brand and her younger brother was studying and was a trained professional wrestler. Everyone worked in their family, trying to contribute as much as they could to the household expenses. They had taken huge loans in the past to pay for her taayaji's cancer treatment and were still in the process of paying it off. Their next fianancial target was to save enough for Seerat di's wedding. Her parents were now eagerly looking for a suitable mate for her.
Sahiba was very good at all art forms, be it painting, embroidery, pottery and made her own products in a corner of her house. She never wanted to get married, she wanted to stay with her parents always, taking care of them and working on her art. All her maternal instincts she would fulfill by pampering her neices and nephwes, she thought, she loved kids and was a kid at heart as well.
She was unaware that babaji had some other plans for her future. Her family was now all settled and independent and there was someone else, somewhere else who needed her to melt his frozen heart........
'Sahiba where are my specs' yelled papaji, "Sahiba, taste my chola, something is missing, please do something" wailed mummy and 'Where are my college notes" screamed Param! "Sahiba, Sahiba where are you, please help me with my dress, I have to leave for my modeling assignment and the Seams of the dress seems to have come off'cried Seerat.
"Here are you specks Papaji and here are your notes nikamme' said Sahiba. She headed towards the Kitchen, tasted the chola, added some masalas and then headed towards Seerat to calm her down. 'Give me ur dress and I will sew it back in five minutes' she said. Taaiji was watching all this from a corner of the verandah and smiling......'What happened parjaai, why are you smiling' asked Santosh...
"I was smiling at Sahiba, everything was so chaotic early in the morning, but she came as a gentle breeze and calmed everyone down....I was wondering what all of will do when she gets married'.
"She insists she does not want to get married' said Santosh sadly. 'Uss ke bolne se kya hota hai! Babaji has made someone for everyone....she does not know that yet, but Santosh u better start mentally preparing yourself for both your daughters getting married soon' smiled Taaiji. Taaiji had complete faith that babaji would have chosen some amazing boys for her beautiful and sweet girls....
CHAPTER 3 - PEER BABA, GARRY-SEERAT
Maveer and Bebe were returning from visiting a friend and Manveer was lost in her thoughts and looked worried. 'What happened Manveer?', asked Bebe, 'Tell me puttar'.
'Nothing new Bebe, I am just worried for Angad. He has become so rigid, never smiles, is always working, refuses to get married and hates women, I am his mother, it pains me to see him like this. I want him to settle down, love again, have kids and be happy. This worry keeps nagging me and Inder all the time'. 'Today also he was working since morning and left without having breakfast no matter what I told him. I wish he had a wife who loved him, forced him to take care of himself and took care of him' whispered Manveer while a tear escaped her eye.
'Don't worry puttar, Babaji is there, I am sure he has his own plans for Angad. We can only pray and wait for his divine intrevention' said bebe as the car passed through the gates of Brar Mansion.
As they got out of the car, they heard "Please feed the hungry and seek answers to your worries'. They turned to see a peer baba asking for food at the gate and the security was asking him to leave but he was insisting. 'We don't seek answers to anything' said Manveer, please leave. "OK, I thought you were worried for your son and his future, but if ur not seeking anything then I will leave' said the peer.
Manveer was shocked and rushed to stop the peer baba....'please stop and come inside". Manveer and Bebe took him inside. Once he was fed, they sat and before they could ask anything, peer baba started speaking:
'I know you are worried for your son and fret over his happiness. I see some troubles looming over him in the near future' said the peer. 'What troubles' asked an alarmed manveer.
'Troubles where he may get hurt or go through some financial difficulties or his reputation, but wait, before u get worried let me assure you, that someone will enter his life soon who will be his shield and ensure no harm comes to him'.
Manveer and Bebe were confused, 'Who is going to enter his life baba'.
'Someone who will replace the bitterness in his heart with her sweetness, someone who is going to melt his frozen heart with her warmth, someone who will bring out the inner child in him and teach him how to smile again, she will teach him the meaning of true happiness and will ensure no harm comes to him ever. She will be the missing piece that will complete his life.'
Manveer felt a warmth spread through her on listening to all this, 'How and when will this happen'.
'It's going to happen when rab feels it's the right time. But you all need to keep your minds open and not let materialistic things or lack of them cloud your judgement, but rest assured that your son and she are meant to be together', said baba and departed. He did not take any offerings other than food and left.
Though Manveer and bebe were really happy hearing this, they were confused on how this was going to happen and when....unaware that they were soon going to meet their future daughter in-law....
GARRY'S OFFICE
'Seerat, why are you late, you know the photoshoot was planned today' exclaimed Garry.
'Sorry Garry, stop being such a stickler, I am just ten minutes late, let me finish the shoot first and then talk to you".
The shoot began and Garry calmed down and started observing the shoot. Unwillingly his gaze would go back to Seerat again and again and he would be lost in admring her striking beauty. She looked gorgeous in his indo-western brand that promoted Indian clothes with a modern twist. Seerat was his best friend, they had met in college 5 years ago, though she was his junior by two years, they had struck a friendship over common interests - clothes and fashion. In fact it was Seerat only who had encouraged him to start his own fashion line, something of his own and make his own identity, separate from brar jewellers. He has convinced her to be his model and pursue modeling as a career...she had been his model since he commenced and thanks to babaji and his elders blessings, his brand was doing really well now. He had started off catering to the rich but once Seerat had told him that her sister Sahiba's belief was that the masses in this country had a potential to give exponential growth to any business, if he could make some products that catered to the Middle class aspirations in their budget, he could be a game changer. He gave that a shot and developed a product line which was extremely smart but light on the pocket as well....and viola his business was doing really well. Though he was rich anyway due to his share in brar jewellers, he was now independently doing very well due to his business and that gave his self confidence a lot of boost. His entire family loved him a lot, specially his brothers, Angad and Veer. His mamas never differentiated between him and their kids but he had always had an underlying feeling of being a burden on them. Starting his own venture and doing well in it gave him that feeling of independence and confidence that even brar family could not give him, and all this had been possible due to Seerat....she was with him in this journey every step of the way. She was his best friend and the only constant girl in his life, his girlfriends kept changing like the weather, but Seerat was always there and he took her for granted as she was always going to be around.....
'Garry, I need to talk to you', said Seerat, breaking his thought process....'Later Seerat, I am busy right now....'
'No, we need to speak now, it's important' said seerat nervously, 'It cannot wait and I want to speak to you in private'.
'Tell me, what was so important that could not want!' Asked Garry perching on his desk.
Fidgeting her hands nervously Seerat gathered her courage and blurted out, 'This was my last shoot Garry, I can't shoot anymore and will not be coming to office henceforth!'.
Garry almost fell off his desk in surprise....this was the last thing on earth he was expecting....'What! Why!'
Seerat was very nervous, she loved Garry, from the bottom of her heart and had been friends with him for last five years....he considered her as his pal but he was her world...and it pained her to see him with other girls day in day out. The whole college was after her but she had eyes only for Garry.....all these years she had refused innumerable marraige proposals, comparing all boys to Garry and rejecting them. Also their loans had to be paid off and that was a perfect excuse to avoid getting married and working for family finances. But now the financial pressure was off and her parents were anxious to get her married....she had also somewhere accepted that a rich guy like Garry would never want her as his life partner and the best thing to do was to cut off completely from him, otherwise she would never be able to accept any other guy as her life partner. She was already 24 and mummy and papaji were getting very anxious about getting her married. One of her cousins, living in Canada had sent a proposal of his friend, who was in Canada with him and he seemed like a nice guy....going away from Ludhiana and Garry would help her settle down a little easily....than being around Garry constantly.
'I am planning to get married Garry and mostly will move to Canada, hence I need to stop modeling and settle things down at home before things progress'
Garry was shocked, he could not imagine Seerat not being around and on top of that getting married. He knew guys fell for her beauty left right and centre but he had never seen her giving them any importance and it never crossed his mind that she would get married ever......amidst his surprise and shock, he started feeling a thread of anger at the thought of a guy getting close to Seerat, getting married to her!
'You met a guy and you never told me!' Said Garry clenching his fists....
'I have not met him yet, only spoken to him on the phone at times'
Garry was flabbergasted, 'You have not met him and you are planning to get married to him!'
'Our family knows his and he is a good friend of Veerji, nothing is final yet, we are only talking, but I think I will mostly say yes', said Seerat, not sure why Garry was so angry. She could feel the anger emanating from him even from a distance. 'Today will be the last day I will come to office, I will stop modeling from henceforth and he is coming down to India few months from now so we will mostly get married then and I will leave for Canada'.
Garry did not know what to say, he was furious at the thought of Seerat's marraige, she was his pal, his best friend and he could not imagine not meeting her everyday or frequently. He stormed out of the room before he could say something harsh to Seerat. Garry went home and went straight to his room, he was mad and was feeling something that he could not relate to. Upon reflection he realised it was jealousy and possessiveness, he wanted to punch something at the thought of another guy touching Seerat or going near her....realising his feelings for Seerat were way more deeper than he had thought and the thought of her leaving him forever was the shock that he needed to realize the same. He wanted to see her every day, wanted to make her laugh, tease her and make her cry, then kiss and make up, grow his business with her.....he just wanted her to be with him always! He had to do something to stop her from leaving first and then would take things further with family.....
Few days later
Seerat stormed into Garry office and yelled 'What did you do and why, have you lost your mind'
This was the first time Garry was seeing Seerat so livid with anger and thought she looked cute....'What did I do'
"Why did you call my prospective groom and tell him that you and I are a thing and he should stay away from me and how did you get his number' yelled Seerat at the top of her voice.
'calm down, I took his number from your phone, I know ur password anyway, when you came to settle your accounts yeaterday and I only spoke the truth'
Garry's calm irritated Seerat no end and she felt like punching him.....'What truth.....do u have any idea what trouble you are going to put me in at home....just for having some cheap fun'. Seerat's eyes were brimming with tears and Garry could not tease her anymore....he spoke from the depths of his heart 'Seerat I did not lie to him, you and I are a thing, I think I always knew it but did not realise it, the thought of not seeing you ever shook me to my core and I cannot bear the thought of letting you go.'
He went down on one knee and took out a red rose from the lapels of his jacket, ' I love you seerat, will you be my best friend, my guiding light, my business and life partner for ever and ever'
Seerat was shocked and could not believe her eyes or ears, this is what she had wanted to hear for years and now when she had given up all hope, babaji had granted her this....the tears spilled from her eyes and down.....and she did not know how to respond....'It's getting really painful down here u know....my knees' groaned Garry....evoking a laugh out of Seerat.....'Yes, yes....' whispered Seerat while Garry spun her in his arms.
After the lovebirds had expressed their love for each other and murmurred sweet nothings, seerat expressed her concerns.
'How will things work out, I come from a very mediocre background whereas your family is one of the most renowned ones in Ludhiana....what if they don't accept me....or think I am a gold digger'
'You don't worry, my family are not stuck ups or snobs, they have seen ups and downs in life and value people and their virtues the most and not money. Though they have seen betrayals in the past, it has not clouded their judgement as for every 1 person that betrayed them....there were 5 others who were with them in their bad times.....everyone has no airs about money.....other than Amgad though....he may give you a hard time....but once he comes to know you more I am sure he will accept you too....and he will never ever insult my wife....so don't worry, I will take care of my family, u take care of yours. I have only one request though, day after is Daarji and Bebe wedding anniversary and we have a path at home, it's a big thing, I will break the news to everyone post that'.
Seerat nodded her head but she was still anxious about how their families would take this.
CHAPTER 4 - FIRST ENCOUNTER
Angad was furious at himself and did not known what to do. He had wanted to surprise Daarji by decorating the paath room this time for Daarji and Bebe's wedding anniversary and had secretly dismissed the regular artisan and got the decoration done as per his taste..... Daarji had hated the decoration and now he had only 6-7 hours in his hand to repair it....he had disappointed his grandparents and they were very angry and upset with his vulgar display of money on this sacred day.
In another part of the house, Garry's phone rang and he picked it up upon seeing Seerat's name. 'I will speak to you later Seerat, things are not ok at home right now.....it's that Angad changed the paath room decoration from the traditional clay and glass decoration to some jazzy thing and Daarji is very upset.....he is refusing to do the paath if the decor is not changed and we don't know how to manage this in such a short time span.....what....u know someone who can help us....Sahiba, your sister, the artist....u think she can do this....that's great....I will send you the picture and you get Sahiba home asap, also send me the list of materials that she will need. I will speak to Angad'.
Garry rushed to Angad and updated him but Angad was very skeptical. 'We have no choice Bro, as it is we don't have any options, let's give this a shot once, our reputation is at stake here'. Angad reluctantly nodded his head.
An hour later, Angad was angrily walking down the hall, speaking on his phone not realising that someone was leisurely strolling in his way and banged right into a Stanger, who was about to fall but Angad instinctively held her in his arms.....his anger already on a boiling point, brimmed over and he was about to blast this person.....but not a word came out of his mouth as he was lost in the most beautiful pair or blue Grey eyes he had ever seen. He kept staring, unable to pull away from those eyes....he came out of his trance when someone yelled....."Oh hello....what do u think ur doing.....let go off me...'
Realising he had been holding this strange girl for past few seconds, he came out of his trance and straightened them both. His anger returned and now found a new target....'Hey you....who are you and what are you doing in my house'
' Who are you....and what are you doing banging into people and then standing there like a statue staring at them'
'I am Angad singh brar and this is my house'
'Oh so you are the same guy who messed up today's decoration?' Replied Sahiba cheekily.....
'Youu...' before Angad could say anything further, Garry intervened, 'Hey looks like you have met Sahiba, My friend's sister, she is going to help us with the decor....this is Seerat, my friend and Sahiba is her sister'
Angad acknowledged Seerat with a nod of his head and mocked Sahiba, 'This girl, who can't walk around properly, is going to do our decor in next few hours, Garry....you are going to be my downfall'.
'Oh hello, don't talk as if I am not standing around. I only came to help as Garry is Seerat di's friend, so don't try to mock me....If not me, no one in entire Ludhiana can help you, Mr. ATM'
'WHAT did you just call me'
'Hey guys chill, Angad u carry on, Sahiba u come with me, I will take u to the paath room and show u your supplies, I have asked all my brothers and sisters and staff to help you with this task....' Garry intervened, taking Sahiba and Seerat away from Angad....
Angad was seething with rage, no one had ever spoken to him like this, specially girls, girls were always falling all over him, trying to impress him, never had a girl mocked him like this, specially a middle class No one! Had it not been about the paath room, he would have kicked that girl out of his house right now....
Sahiba was extremely agitated, ATM had managed to invoke anger and some other feelings that she could not identify. When she fell into his arms and was staring into his beautiful eyes, she had felt something she could not understand and her confusion had made her extra curt....but that man was despicable.....he was insulting her and her art without even seeing it, she felt as if he was demeaning her. If not for the fact that this was babaji's work and Garry, Seerat di's friend was so sweet, she would have walked out and let that ATM rot!
As she walked into the path room and saw the gaudy decor, her artistic tendencies took over and her mind started formulating her design and time, etc...she forgot everything and took charge of the situation, barking out instructions and putting things in motion.
FEW HOURS LATER
Everyone was looking at the work done by Sahiba and she could sense a dissapointment in all their faces, even Seerat di looked upset.
'THIS is your art, you were throwing so much attitude around and this is what you do after 5 hours with all our resources at your disposal' gritted Angad through his clenched teeth......' I am sorry Daarji, I spoiled your day and even though we tried, this girl was a complete disappointment too!'
Before Daarji could say anything, Sahiba went to the skylight switch and turned it. The room was immediately turned into something divine, the sunlight glittered off the glass work and the room was covered in Divine light and signs . .everyone was spellbound and speechless...
'You are too hasty you know, should have been more patient before u started throwing your attitude.....I am totally professional.....unlike you!' Retorted Sahiba in a soft whisper...
'You....'
'I have never seen such beautiful decoration Sahiba beta', before Angad could blast this insolent chit, Daarji intervened and started speaking to Sahiba. 'There is such a spiritual noor on the room....you Have babaji meher beta....be blessed and thank you for such a wonderful job and making this day so special for us. We would be honored if you and your sister join us for the paath'.
Sahiba nodded her head and agreed. Post cleaning up, Sahiba joined seerat di in the paath room and lost herself in the spirituality of the moment. They soon left after taking khada Prasad.
Few hours later
'Looking dashing Bro', Garry sprawled himself on Angad's bed, observing Angad getting dressed. 'You are going to break many hearts tonight'.....'You are not looking bad yourself Garry, how many hearts are you going to break'.
'Well I have decided not to break any hearts henceforth....'. ' I am in love Angad....from now on I am a one woman man'.
'There is bo such thing as love Garry, there is only lust' scoffed Angad....'Don't be a fool'.
'Hey don't start please, I did not come here to get a lecture from you, I just came to chill and discuss today's decoration....it was something right'.
'Yes, it was beautiful...and I have been meaning to thank you for saving my reputation today....thanks Garry'
'Hey don't thank me, you should thank Sahiba....she did this .... just because her sister is a friend of mine...as a favor.....by the way...what were you two bickering about....it was actually hilarious to see a girl give it back to you....otherwise they are generally falling at your feet.....she saved your ass today' joked Garry casually, ignoring Angad's thunderous expression.
'Saved me my foot, she definitely did this with some hidden agenda, I know these kind of girls and hell will freeze over before I say thank you to the likes of her'
'Never say never my Bro' joked Garry as he left to get ready for the evening party.
MONGA HOUSE
'You did a fabulous job today Sahiba....but why were you being so rude to Garry's brother' asked Seerat. They were lounging on their beds and talking about their day.....
'Don't remind me of him di, he is such an arrogant jerk and he rubbed me the wrong way....ATM!'
'Whats that ATM?'
'Akdu teh Mandhbuddhi'
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