Silver-Topaz

 Khushi was looking was looking flustered and embarrassed. She tried to move away from Arnav but he held her close firmly and looked at Akash as if nothing had happened. "What happened Akash?" "I am really sorry bhai and bhabi. The door was open. I came in search of Payal. Buaji was looking for her. " Akash said fighting a smile. "She went to help Di with something. You will find her downstairs. " Arnav replied in a normal tone. "Ok.. Sorry once again. And bhai I will close the door while leaving, you guys can continue what you were doing." Akash winked playfully and left from there closing the door behind him.  Khushi looked here and there refusing to meet his eyes. He lifted her chin upward, looked straight into her eyes, his eyes reflected tenderness when he smiled. She smiled back.  "Still angry with me?" He asked in a small voice gently caressing her soft cheek with his thump.  "Not angry.. I am afraid." "Afraid of

  "I asked you to take a photograph of Payal and Akash and publish it. Who asked you to go behind Anjali?" "Excuse me... You are not my employer to shout at me like this. You gave me their hotel details and room number for your hidden agenda. When I went there,  I saw a better breaking news than Akash-Payal story so I used it for my benefit. I need your help from now. You have to pass me each and every detail of Anjali and Shivaay's wedding. Our channel should get it first before anyone.  Now don't show me your attitude, If I reveal your name to ASR or anyone you are done." Madhumati gritted her teeth in anger and cut the call. That chit of a girl has the audacity to threaten her. She befriended a young journalist Tina during the time of Arnav and Khushi's reception. As she was the relative of Raizada's the girl gave her number. When Anjali, Payal and Akash left for the evaluation camp she called Tina and asked her to click a picture of Payal and Aka

 Senior Jha struggled to get up from the floor as Arnav and Akash watched him in fury. The old man uttered a choked curse and stood on his feet wrapping one arm around his abdomen. "Mr. Jha right now I just wanted to show you that I can slit you open and splash around like a child in a muddy puddle in your own office. Nothing will stop me from doing that. But you forgot a lesson , never turn your back until you know your enemy is dead. Looks like we'll have to go over the lesson the next time I see you , which will be soon." Mr. Jha held the headrest of his chair for support and snapped. "You are threatening me? Don't forget I am an experienced old player, you guys are still .."  "That is exactly what I wanted to say. You have become old now. So better mend your ways. And we will make pay for what you did to our Di. You will regret it very badly old man. By the way turn on the TV after one hour." Akash cut him in before the old man could complete h

"Have you totally lost it?"   Shivaay stamped his legs, blinded by rage. "That is the only practical solution Shivu." His father tried to explain. "Solution for what exactly? How can you even suggest something like this? This is like a punishment for helping her." "No Shivu.. Please listen to us. This fake news will destroy her future and yours too. Don't think this as a punishment. Anjali is a nice girl and her family is also nice. She will be a perfect wife for you." He finally understood his family's real intention behind this. "Oh.. So this is the matter. Now I get it. But sorry I am not going to marry her. You cannot force me Maa" "We are not forcing you.." "Oh really? Then what the hell were you people doing in past one year?  Now tell me one thing honestly. Was it any of you who called the media people there ?" He snapped at his family. "What are you saying? You think we can do something like tha

 Arnav followed his wife carrying a bunch of shopping bags. His wife excitedly continued her shopping at the bada bazaar of Udaipur.       Yesterday after checking into the Oberoi-Udaivilas hotel, he immediately left for the factory which was located in the outskirts. He returned back late after the meeting and found his wife waiting for him. That sight warmed his sight.  They ordered room service to bring the food. Even late night his business calls continued. Due to continuous calls and he couldn't even talk to her properly. Her slight annoyance when his phone rang continuously didn't go unnoticed by him.   So he decided to spent full day with his wife after switching off his phone, which was a first. He never bothered to impress any woman. They came to him easily. She was not fond of branded and expensive things. Other than functions, she never wore dresses gifted by him. He wondered how can he please her?       His previous relationships taught him that only money and lifes

 Madhumati looked in envy at the luxurious arrangements done for the wedding reception. Every single thing reflected the wealth and power of Raizadas. Arnav and Khushi looked at the cameraman, arms linked, with identical smiles on their faces.  "Truly exuberant and grand, that flower decoration stage is what dreams are made of!" One of the guests exclaimed from her back. "The canopy of hanging flowers in the backdrop along with glass panels and large flower vases makes this stage decor look romantic! " another girl added. "Leave all that and look at the bride and groom. They look perfect together. "  "The girl looks so young, but she is very beautiful. No wonder Arnav fell for her." The conversation between the girls continued   and Madhumati rose from her seat and walked towards the exit door. She didn't want to hear more. This was the life she wanted for Payal. The life of a princess. But that girl ruined everything as usual.  As she walked

     She heard from elders that the first meal you cook for your new family must be perfect, as it will be an unforgettable memory for you, your husband, and your in-laws. It is believed that the sweet dish will add sweetness to your relationship with everyone. After making aloo puri and carrot halwa she went to the dining door carrying the dishes followed by Hari Prakash.  Everyone was waiting in the dining hall for the breakfast. She wished good morning to a smiling Akash, mamaji and Anjali. Her husband's face was blank as usual. She wondered why he was wearing formals? She served breakfast to everyone and waited for their opinion. "Khushi bitiya sit and have breakfast with us. Hari prakash will do the rest." Nani told her with a smile. Khushi occupied the seat next to her husband and served herself. "Arrey wah Khushi. Aloo puri is yum. " Anjali told her with a bright smile. " Haan bitiya. Its really nice. " Nani agreed with a smile. "You didn