A Fake Engagement – A Real Wedding CHAPTER 10


Chapter 10

a fake engagement- a real wedding

a fake engagement- a real wedding

” Why is it that every time I try to do something nice for you, it backfires?” Anjali asked her brother, thoroughly put out by his attitude that evening.

Arnav looked at his sister, amusement plain on his face. His sister’s tactics were not unknown to him but to have invited La to be his date for her Mehandi evening without even asking him stretched things a bit far. And he was quite sure that she had no idea what a can of worms she had opened up by inviting Laavanya to India in the first place. He shrugged and said,

“Who knows ? Maybe you should stop thinking you’re being nice to me by giving me unplanned surprises. Unlike you my darling sister,  I don’t like them.”

He had been surprised to see La this morning, when she had suddenly come up to his office and announced herself. Politeness and long ingrained teaching of never leaving a friend in need alone had urged him to take her up on her offer of showing him around the city. He had cancelled his appointments for the rest of the day and gone out with her, only to listen to her mooning about the only love of her life- Shyam Jha.

His hand fisted at the thought of him and then the fist tightened when he recollected Shyam and Khushi together, with her hand in his. Unexplained rage had erupted in his head at the sight of Shyam dragging Khushi away from him. He had wanted to snatch her away from Shyam, and keep her by his own side.
It had taken a few moments for such irrational thoughts to fade, and sense to kick in. Recalling Khushi’s behaviour he had realised that she had not objected to Shyam’s hand in hers, nor had she protested when he had led her away. The rest of the day had become unbearable with his head partially filled with thoughts of Khushi and the question of her relationship with Shyam. La had tried to be bright and chirpy but by evening, she had fizzled out; opting out of going to the night club as originally planned.

On arriving home, he had been greeted by Maamiji who had wanted to know if La was coming to the house later on. Initially he had been taken aback by her suggestion, but later on realised if Anjali had organised La’s coming to India, it was quite possible every one thought, he and La were an item again. He had excused himself after firmly dispelling Maamiji’s doubts about his relationship with La.

Once in his room, he shed his clothes and made straight for a cold shower. Unwillingly, he had thought of Khushi.  As usual, she had tried her best to ignore him. That had only annoyed him more. Deliberately he had tried to rile her up, only to fall flat on his face as she had dismissed him by calling him ignorant about New Delhi in not so many words. She had even dared to imply that he was one of those men who wouldn’t go out unless he had an escort. Distaste of that thought had left feeling him bitter in the mouth.

Once dressed in casual chinos and a white t-shirt, he had come down to be grumbled at by his sister.

Anjali continued, stuffing flowers into an already neat flower arrangement. Arnav winced for them as Anjali said, ” I thought having La here would cheer you up. I wasn’t sure if you were together any more or if you have moved on to pastures new, but she’s a nice girl. I like her. “

The last was said in a defensive tone. Arnav stopped her from putting a rose in the arrangement, chuckling, “Any more in there and the entire arrangement will be choked to death Anjali! ” He put the rose down on the table and said, “La is a good friend, has always been. But there is nothing of the kind of relationship you think between us. She has her sights set very firmly on a man since she was a teenager.”

At Anjali’s raised eyebrows, he had to defend La, “The time in London was a smokescreen! She needed a fiction and I did too.”

“Did you now? Hmmm.. it must’ve been to keep the horde away I’m sure.” Anjali gigggled at her brother’s frowning face and said, “Imagine that! La prefers someone else to you! Who I wonder is this guy?”

ASR scowled as he recalled Shayam and with him, Khushi. He growled out the name in annoyance, “His name is Shyam; the son of Manohar Jha; the owner of Manchester Cotton Textile .”

Anjali’s face took on a speculative look. “That’s not a bad choice. I remember the guy from the corporate parties I had been forced to attend last year, as a board member. You joined hands with his father for a project, didn’t you?”

“That’s right. His father is a good businessman, so I am quite sure he won’t be averse to the match between his family and La’s. However it is this man himself who has been a bit shaky on commitment.”

Anjali absorbed this and Arnav continued, “Coincidentally he is also here these days and we bumped into him today. He was with that girl; Khushi Gupta.”

The last words came out really bland in tone. Anjali looked at her brother, realising that he was hiding very strong emotions under the bland voice. She pretended ignorance about Shyam being Khushi’s photographer and said, “Our Khushi- the wedding organiser and your ex-employee? How does she know him? “

“I have things to do for your wedding. I’ll see you later, okay?” Arnav said and walked away instead of answering her question. Anjali observed the taut profile of her brother walking away from her and smiled slowly. Things were definitely taking a very desirable turn, small thanks to unprecedented luck on her side. She might just be able to pull off her stint and finally fulfil her mother’s dying wish.

Anjali sat down on the chair by the flower arrangement on the table, her eyes misting. She still remembered her mother’s deep sigh and her words, spoken to her when she was only eighteen and Arnav was twenty-three. Anjali had been crying of guilt because Arnav hadn’t eaten for two days; they had fought bitterly over her latest crush who had been paid off by Arnav.  He had shown her tender teenage eyes the real picture hiding behind the object of her infatuation’s charm; a man ten years elder to her and only after her money. It had been too much to bear then and in rage, Anjali had lashed out at her brother.

Her mother had been travelling with her father to Paris for a business event that weekend when the incident occurred.  Upon return, she had taken the matter into her own hands and had the matter resolved in minutes. She was the only one Arnav ever listened to, without any argument. When he had gone back to his room (after accepting Anjali’s apology with a smile), Anjali had asked her mother why her brother had been so brutal with the truth. Her mother had given a sad sigh and said to her,

“My darling son and your brother is a complicated character.  When your father died, I married Sebastian and sometimes I wonder if that is what started his cynicism of relationships. He knew; he was six, old enough to know that I had married Sebastian not because I loved him, but because we wanted companionship, and also because I wanted financial security to raise the both of you. He had already seen what his own father had done to us as a family. Your father had thought he would climb the social ladder by marrying me and he did so too, by squandering my inheritance and betraying my father’s trust. Arnav had loved your father dearly, made him his idol. Sadly his love had never been returned. Your father was not the one to love anyone but himself. One day Arnav realised the truth.  Turned out his charming idol had feet of clay. That was his first disillusionment. When I married Sebastian for financial security, it was his second disillusionment. Later on, as he grew up he realised there was a lot more to our relationship that that, but it did give birth to the cynic in him.”

Lost in her thoughts, she had then smiled, and proceeded to say, ” I have never regretted my decision to marry Sebastian, and I was very happy the day you and Arnav decided to accept him wholly and call him your Dad. Sebastian truly loves you as his own.”

Anjali had smiled brightly, held her mother’s hand and kissed it. Her mother had squeezed her hand in return and continued,

” I think its was the greatest sign of acceptance when Arnav decided to accept his new name. I know that he loves being called Alex by Sebastian, but he is also aware of how different his life might have been had he not been given the life and love he has, by Sebastian. When you father died, all I had was you as a toddler in my arms and Arnav, and a whole lot of debts that his womanising and gambling had left behind. My mother couldn’t forgive me for choosing such a man, and I couldn’t forget that I had chosen such a man. Yet I had loved him wholeheartedly. I can never regret meeting him or marrying him, because he gave me you and Arnav.

Anjali,  I sometimes wonder if there would a woman brave enough to love him and fall in love with him, despite his weaknesses.  I am not blind to his faults darling, nor am I unobservant. He is clever and brilliant at what ever he does, and your father says he will go far when he joins the business next week, as his successor. I have no doubt about it. But I have seen bitterness reflecting in his attitude, made only worse by his broken affair.  His eyes are already of a man of thirty, cynical. He is the son of a prestigious businessman, has money and he is aware of it. He knows that girls-women may like him only because of his wealth. So many girls flock over to him, and I have no doubt he has his share of girlfriends and fun. What man his age wouldn’t? My fear is, even if he does fall in love one day, he is so pig headed, he might just screw things up, to run away from his one fear- disappointment. Remember my words, darling. If I am not around at the time, you make sure your brother finds his soul mate.”

Tears ran down Anjali’s cheeks as she remembered this conversation with her mother. This was the last close conversation they had had together. Two weeks after,  her parents had been killed in a plane crash, while travelling across the Atlantic. Mr Rothwell senior had happily named his successor, given a party for the occasion, and decided to take a holiday with his wife. They had been travelling to America when the plane had crashed.

Anjali wiped tears off her cheeks and sniffed, going into her bedroom, more determined than ever to ensure her brother’s happiness. She knew what she had to do next.

24 responses

  1. loved it! guess I should read from the start to really know the story though 🙂

  2. Amazing update
    Arnav have some sort of feeling for Kushi.
    That’s y arnav has 2 name. Waiting for your time and.
    Update soon.

  3. Finally got to know about Arnav’s past and the story behind his two names. Like his name he has two sides too. One which wants to stay away from Khushi and the other which wants to grab her at the first given moment.
    It was an emotional update with the flashback. Waiting for Anjali’s new trick. 😉

  4. it was great….i cant wait to see what happen next….please try to update soon….

  5. Ahh finally mystery behind his 2 names cleared… Oh so anjali is on a mission

  6. Beautiful update girl….the many complexities that make up Arnav Singh Raizada, including his name, revealed! Loved the strong feelings Khushi seems to evoke in him, and the annoyance he feels for Shyam who he thinks is trying to become the significant other in Khushi’s life. What happens next? The bit where Anjali reminisces about her mother and her feelings for her son are also beautifully visualized. Waiting to see how this develops! Update soon, please?

    Best,

    Anupama

  7. That was one super awesome n emotional update! Now, I know the reason behind two names of ASR. Loved the update! ❤❤

    Just can’t wait to read the next update! Wonder, what’s Anjali upto! 😃😃

  8. lessons in history….dont you just love them! History makes us who we are and if you have siblings who can read you, well, they’ll use any trick! Looking forward to seeing what Anjali does next!

  9. I love sisters, they know exactly how you feel and can read your thoughts.

  10. Lovely update. Really enjoyed it. Looks like arnav is thoroughly jealous of Shyam. Hopefully he acts on his jealousy and makes a move on khushi soon !! 🙂 La and arnav – a smokescreen in London sounded interesting !! Wonder what happened that la and Shyam broke apart !! Looking forward to the next update and hopefully more action between arnav and khushi !! 🙂 ship13(IF)

  11. Love this story. Waiting eagerly for the next update. Cant wait to see what Anjali is unto!

  12. I love this Arshi story and I am so happy that you finally updated. Please dont abandon us and keep writing yaar!

  13. When will be your next update dearie?

  14. Hi just read this story from start to now. Interesting as neither of them are involved with domeond else. Apart from the fact Khushi sees him as a playboy, and has the serious hots for him, why does she get mad at him? I take it he riles her up ….

    1. LOL! That he does, I believe. x

  15. Hey, how are you?? I literally love this FF sooooo much, I don’t mind if you take ages to update, but please reassure me that you won’t discontinue this, please don’t discontinue!!! I would be heart broken if you decided to give up on this FF!!

  16. PLEASE CONTINUE…..DONT STOP>>>>…THIS IS LOVELY

    1. Hello dear. Sorry I haven’t been able to update for so long now. Going through personal battles and winning them is never easy; the struggle continues but I have regained some of my will to write. Shall be writing an update very soon.

      1. Looking forward to reading your update!

  17. Hi, hope you doing well….just checking to see if you are going to give an update any time soon 🙂 I miss this story 😦

    1. Soon. Life is certainly very very busy these days. Season’s Greetings! Happy Diwali!

      1. Hey I understand!! Take your time and wish you a Happy Diwali 🙂

  18. Hi, just stumbled across this story, read all 10 chapters.. I’m impressed with your ability to make their romance sizzle on my screen, I haven’t experienced that potency before.. Also read that’s what you said on their romance in your interview and it’s true.. I feel the sparks flying and the heat radiating from them😂

    Please, please finish the story.. I hope your AD is back to normal soon and you are able to give your readers a sizzling update one more time!! And everytime 🙂

    Beautiful!!❤️

  19. The mystery behind Arnavs double names is finally clear …

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