CHAPTER 25: Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada
[DISCLAIMER: Mature content in the chapter, underaged and uninterested readers skip the red-color portion marked as mature. Skip the part should be no problem with understanding the story.]
SHANTIVAN, DELHI – 07:30 P.M.
AKASH-PAYAL’S ROOM
After Nani sent them off to their respective rooms to rest, all readily agreed as all were really tired, so Akash with Payal made way to their room. While coming Payal had seen the looks Arnav was giving to Khushi, in fact once out of family’s sight he had picked up her up in his arms though it wasn’t that couple ever shied from displaying their affections despite audience. She entered her room followed by Akash who closed the door behind him while she moved towards the dressing table to remove the heavy jewelleries, starting with the veil. He looked at her, still standing near the door and said: “Eh Payal, you… you are looking very beautiful today.” pushing his specs up his nose with a finger nervously.
She looked at him though the mirror, replied: “Thank you Akash, you’re also looking quite handsome.” while removing her earring.
He stood awkwardly for a moment and then entered further in the room, started removing his jacket as he spoke: “Today’s function went really well, right and everyone like you so much though I am sorry Mom was little rude to you a while ago. Please don’t mind her words, she isn’t bad though Mom always had a sharp-tongue but she is just bit insecure like all mothers are when their sons get married. You just be yourself and am sure she’ll soon melt towards you in her own ways just like she has to Khushi Bhabhi. Though I assure you no matter what Mom says to you in front of us, she’ll never degrade you in front of outsiders.” pulling his jacket off and carefully kept it on a chair.
She removed the maang-tikka and kept it on the table then turned slightly turned towards him, saying: “I know Maaji isn’t bad and yes though sometimes her words hurts but I have seen how she never degrades me in front of outsiders. She never shows her dislike in front of others, no matter how she behaves in presences of family and for this I am thankful that she makes sure that family matters remain in the family only. I understand Maaji’s view point too, she had dreams about how she wanted your wife to be and I don’t fit that picture in any way… I know with time I would surely win her heart, am not giving up so easily.” removing her nose-ring and kept it on the table then went on working with the heavy necklace clasp.
He smiled at her while removing his kurta and said: “Thank you so much for being so understanding and I know you expect me to stand up for you in front of Mom. Even I want to do that but I don’t knowing that if I did then things will worse for you because that will make Maate to be more insecure.” and he kept the kurta on the chair as well, “Oh by the way, before I forget tomorrow you have to come to AR for fitting and trial for upcoming Fashion show and reception outfits of yours. Also, this week you and Khushi Bhabhi are going to practice walking on ramp along with other models of the show. So, be ready for that and don’t worry permission from Dadi and Mom has been taken already about this.” told her casually.
She places the necklace on the table, replied: “Yeah in the moment I want you to stand up for me in front of Maaji but at the same time I know she would get worse if you did, so it’s fine. Eventually, I’ll either make her like me or find my own way of handling her… there is still time to figure that out.” with a small smile, “And yeah sure, if Dadiji and Maaji gave permission then it is fine though I am little nervous. I have never done things like or seen such events other than on television and this event is going to be huge with the hype that is going on. I know this is bridal collection we’ll be showcasing, have you designed the dress I’ll wear…?” asked with hope in her voice as she went towards the wardrobe to take out her towel along with some comfortable clothes to change.
Akash smiled back at her and stood in front of her, really close while pushing a lock of hair behind her ear: “No I don’t have any designs, in fact I don’t do designing since I am not a fashion designer and neither did, I study fashion designing ever. It’s just not my cup of tea though over the years working in AR, I know enough about fashion. I did my major in marketing finance along with MBA, so I handle the marketing and finance side of the business though Bhai loves designing. This collection is mainly designed by Bhai with AR’s head designer executing it as per his orders though the showstopper dress is all done Bhai by personally which Bhabhi is going to wear. So, most people are excited to see that since he doesn’t showcase his designs often for Fashion Week anymore but whenever ASR exclusives are on ramp, the shows are guaranteed success. Don’t worry Payal, I’ll be also be walking on the ramp with you along and it will be fine, you just need practice of walking in high-heels which you’ll get in upcoming days. About being a huge event, yeah sure it is especially with Bhai’s bride walking on the ramp as showstopper in his exclusive design, sure a big deal. And you’ll be fine Payal, I’ll be with you and won’t let you fall…” bending towards her and was about to kiss her but her phone rang loudly making them jump startled and pull back. She moved to pick her phone to answer, it was Buaji to inform that they reached home safely and after little general chat kept the call. But what use that was of as the spell was broken and an awkwardness settled with them fidgeting, looking away from each other and he says, “Eh you go and freshen up first, after that I’ll go… You must be tired after this whole day of running around, so yeah you change first and then rest a bit before dinner.” gesturing her head to washroom.
Payal just nodded and went off to washroom, all the while cursing Buaji for her timing as she entered and closed the door behind her, leaning against it with her back pressed on the door. Her shy husband had just gotten over his shyness and actually was going initiate something romantic spontaneously but all went to drain, she pouted at her bad back and dropping her things on counter then started unpinning her saree. Inside bedroom, Akash wanted to hit his head against the wall, why does he have to be so awkward and nervous with woman, I mean Payal is his wife now for heaven’s sake. He laments over his awkwardness and signs heavily as he takes his cloths along with his towel out of wardrobe while chiding himself for being such a nervous shy idiot. Fifteen minutes later, she came out changed in simple cotton salwar and he passed her an awkward smile before rushing inside washroom. As soon as he closed the door Akash kicked himself mentally for being such a coward as he went to freshen up feeling dejected of his behaviour along with gathering courage to make some move on his wife. While Payal had guessed from her husband’s antics that he would need time to get over his embarrassment, honestly, he is shier than her at times and with that thought went to lay down on bed with thought of maybe taking a nap since she wasn’t getting any action anymore now.
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SAME TIME
ARNAV-KHUSHI’S ROOM
Arnav walked in their room carrying his wife and kicked the door close behind him while his crystal-blue eyes intensely stared down at her making her blush under his gaze as she clung to him breathing heavily. Reaching the middle of the room he puts her down on her feet but keeping her close by holding her waist while she had her arms garland around his neck as they both remained silent while he pressed his forehead on hers. Khushi broke the silence leaning closer to him, bringing her lips near his ear to whisper: “I love you Jaanu and if I remember correctly than you promised me another suhaagraat. I really hope that you are planning to make good on your promise, after all I have quite a lot of expectations from you, Mr. Raizada.” standing on her tippy-toes bit lightly on his earlobe sensually.
He groans at her teasing action once before snooping down as he slammed his lips on hers, kissing her deep and consuming while left her breathless from the fire of passion that he ignites in her. Meanwhile his hands pushed the crimson veil off her head than his fingers proceeding to pull her hair free from the bun letting it cascade down her back in gentle chestnut waves as he fisted her hair to angel her head to deepen the kiss. He was dominating the kiss as she held onto him so as to not fall down while he had his muscular arms wrapped around her and his hand roamed all over her touching her, finally settling as he grabbed her ass while French kissing her. While still their lips locked with each other, he started to back her up towards the bed and then she hit the bed, falling down as she took him with her, so he landed on top her but they continued to kiss as if the world was ending. His hands roamed all over her with sensual touches that made her moan in his mouth with the sensation especially when she felt his bulging member pressed against her. She gulped little nervous feeling him like always knowing already just how well-endowed he is in that department but it also evoked new exciting emotions inside her. They broke the kiss in dire need of air but his lips still didn’t want to leave contact with her soft skin, so he moved down peppering butterfly kisses along with giving her love-bites as she moaned under him.
He nibbled her ear after slowly removing her earrings, dropping them down and said in husky seducing voice: “I did promise you another suhaagraat now, didn’t I…?” growling softly as he unpinned her pallu and pushed it aside, catching the glimpse of her cleavage, “Tumhe pyaar karne ki mujhe ijazat hai, Mishti...?” though his crystal-blue eyes showed his burning desire but they also dipped with his sincerity for her consent while gently removed her necklace and throwing it carelessly. (Do I have your permission to make love to you, Mishti…?)
She couldn't help falling even more in love with his man and nodded in agreement as a whimper left her mouth since she didn’t feel like she had enough sense to answer properly as he chuckle lightly at her reaction then resuming his task of placing kisses on her neck and shoulders. His hands were roaming up and down her sides until as he started to remove her saree pallu off her then proceed to rip her red blouse and red lacy bra off. His mouth attacked her left nipple while his one hand gripped her soft right boob squeezing it with his rough warm hand. His other free hand roamed lightly on her side as his continued biting her one nipple while pinching the other making them hard and her moan uncontrollably: “Hmmm Arnavvvv… Ahhh…” in pained pleasure.
He huffed out saying in low sexy tone: “The sounds you make Babes, want to listen to them for the rest of my life… I am going to make you scream my name!” before latching back on the other one, giving both of her blossoms equal attention.
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[MATURE CONTENT]
Her hands went to his hair, lightly tangling her fingers in his hair and pulling him closer as she arched her back while his mouth moved in between her boobs slowly made his way down to her navel and his eyes looked up into her as she pulled him up to kiss him. Arnav’s hands worked on untucking her banarasi saree from her petticoat and then pulling it off completely threw it on the floor carelessly and moved to places kisses on her waist over her waist-chain sensually. He liked it very much and hence left it there as he moved up her placing kisses and bites while pushing her blouse and bra off her then throwing it carelessly. He had her completely enraptured in his web of seduction as he unzipped her petticoat then pushed it down her legs and it also joined the floor. Then he moved off her to remove his own clothes in record time as he was in his naked glory with only boxers on in front of her unabashed. She bit her lower lips as her eyes racked over his body feeling heat pooling between her legs and shivered from the wave of desire and lust she felt for her man at the moment. Her hand was on his shirtless chest and she unconsciously caressed his chest with it, moving it up and down in a slow motion, tracing lightly over the lean defined muscles.
Not being able to bare her teasing touch anymore Arnav held her wrists and pinned them down beside her head as he stared in her violet-blue eyes that darkened with burning desires. He held her wrists with hand tightly holding them in place them moved his other hand lightly from the side of her face to sensually caress down till her waist. His fingertips brushed her now bare waist teasingly, making her close her eyes while a low moan of pleasure escaped her lips that his simple touch made her feel. She felt the goose bumps before they rose and whimpered softly, biting her lower lip to stop making embarrassing sound but her husband was a wicked man who loved to make her loose her mind and turn her into a puddle of goo. He brought his face closer to her as his breath fanned her and being so close that she could feel his heartbeat, which had quickened and now matched hers perfectly. She smiled with the realization again that she affected him equally as a sense of pride came upon her and she blushed still staring at him while her red cheeks drove him crazy and made him smile equally.
A cold breeze made her realize that her upper self is totally naked, she hurriedly put her hand in front of her chest to cover her revealing breasts as an urge to hide herself from his intense gaze as she shied away from him blushing red. She immediately pulled him in to a tight hug and hid her face his neck while her shying away made him pulled out of the hug and held her face in both of his hands delicately. He smiled at her innocence as he leaned in on her face to softly peck her lips as he removed her arms away and brought them to his neck. Their eyes locked as unspoken words of love and desire were exchanged between them and then long moments later without breaking the eye-lock. Khushi helped him to remove her remaining jewellery as he gently took her bangles off one by one, letting them cascade onto the floor.
As soon as they were off, he gently lifted himself up to hover over her as he pushed her down onto her back while her hands went around his neck while moving his fingers in a pattern down her stomach to remove her panties. Now that he is only in boxers in front of her and she couldn’t help but admire as she brushed her fingers lightly over his strong-lean defined muscles. He asked in husky voice: “Trust me Mishti...?” leaning closer and making his breathe fan her face.
Khushi replied breathily: “Jaan se bhi zayda Arnav.” while her violet-blue eyes shining with her trust and desires as she stared into his intense crystal-blue bedroom eyes which made her even more breathless. He pressed his hard-toned chest into her plump soft breasts as the feeling of her turned on nipples caused his member to roughly bounce up.
He left lingering kisses from her boobs to her thighs and continued to go further, feeling encouraged by her pleasured moans as he held her panty with his teeth and pulled it all the way down to her legs. Pulling it off, he stayed at her feet as he left a trail kisses all the way up her leg until he reached her thighs then feeling him pause, she gently lifts herself up on her elbows to see him breathing in her scent. Arnav looked at her with hooded eyes and said: “I’ll take good care of you Babes… I’ll make you see stars.” his sinfully husky voice filled with dark, sensuous promises of pleasure. He slowly moved her hand away and fondled with her erect nipples while his fingers played with her soft breasts. He was so eager to feel her inside of him but he controlled so that he could give pleasure like never before staring into her eyes as he held her entire womanhood in his hand making her shut her eyes in pleasure.
She suddenly felt the urge to be touched there and as if he read her mind, he entered one finger inside of her making her jolt up with new sensations running through her body. He felt her tight insides sheath his one finger as he circled her nub and felt her stretch, he entered two fingers, followed by his entire fist. He looked up when he heard her long lasting moan which she had tried to keep in for so long biting her lower lip and felt embarrassed about how strange she must have sounded. But when she opened her eyes to see him smiling, relaxed knowing he enjoyed the sounds she made and felt confidently bold that only he could make her feel. He used his fist to massage her cunt as she vibrated with stricken sensations as he pulled out his fist knowing she was ready as he hovered over her putting his two legs around her with her legs in between.
Not being able to take his antics, she moaned for him to stop this torture: “Hmmm Arnavvvv please...” pleading breathlessly, not quite knowing what she was asking him to do. Immediately Arnav moved his face deeper between her thighs, reaching her very moist womanhood while he watched her pleasured face as he stuck his tongue in between her thighs. Making way through the flaps of her clitoris, he sucked the womanly juices she was openly offering him as she laid there moaning and withering in pleasure uncontrollably, “Hmmm Arnav... Ohhhh please... Aaah... Ohhh... Please hmmm... Aaaaah…” making her scream as he continued to roll his tongue into her, hitting her G-spot each time. He spread her legs wide as he leaned into her cunt and placed his tongue on her cunt making her scream in pleasure.
She spread her legs wider, giving him more access to which he happily took in and then what felt like after forever as he groaned feeling her build up and asked her to relax. He removed his lips from her core to say: “You’re ready Babe.” hovering over her once again. He captured her lips again and she could taste herself in his mouth while he was now breathing heavy, hard as ever and placed his overly-erected hardness on the tip of her vaginal entry. He demanded in his sexy-as-sin husky voice, “Open your eyes Mishti… Look at me, I want to see you when I complete you... Look at me and don’t you dare close or move your eyes from me Babe… or there will be hell for you to pay! I want those violet eyes of yours on me Babes.” as he promised her with all his breathless seriousness. He used his free hand to touch her face, asking her with his eyes to keep them open as he wanted to see her face when she would experience the build-up.
She swiftly opened her eyes and held his shoulder as he pushed slightly into her and she half-moaned, half-sobbed at the uncomfortable intrusion: “Ahhh...” feeling half of him inside her.
Arnav brushed her few strands of hair off her face, saying: “I know Baby… It’s overwhelming but am here… Main yahi hoon Mishti…” cooing sweet-nothing in her ears. She gulped little nervously before giving him an encouraging nod and he pushed his entire length inside of her, all the while looking down at her pleasure-filled-overwhelmed face as she felt him completely inside of her and moaned at the sense of being filled up. He held himself still despite her warmth made him want to thrust into her hard and asked, “You okay Mishti…?” giving her time to get use to the feeling of intimate intrusion.
Khushi replied moaning a little: “Ohhh yeah… Ahmmm yeah…” as few tears slipped from the corner of her eyes which he brushed off gently and she felt herself adjust to his length. He removed himself from her and plunged back in again with a grunt making her moan and scream his name in pleasure, “Ohhhhhhhhh Arnieeee… Hmmmm harder Arnavvv… Arnieeee ahhhh…” feeling overwhelmed with a kind of pleasure she never knew existed before he made her feel them.
Her moans were not helping his want and for her, neither was his groans as he plunged into her at a steady pace, ensuring she was okay with it all. He grunted deeply: “Fuck Mishtiiiii… You are so tight… and warm… Hmmm Babes… Fuck…” as he swore feeling her silky channel squeeze on his hard member.
She moaned saying: “Ahhhh Arnavvvv... Ohhhh Arnieee... Hmmm harder... Faster ohhhh… Mhmmmm more Arnieee… Arnavvvv…” arching her back as he held onto him tightly with nails digging on his hair. She asked for the realize that only he could provide her and didn’t stop moaning… wanting as she felt something build up inside her slowly as he drove into her harder and relentlessly.
Feeling satisfied that he was giving her the intended pleasure; he started plunging into her deeper and faster while she wrapped her legs around him. She arched her back in pleasure as he continued to thrust deeper and deeper into her, taking her to newer heights with each thrust. Her moans, his groans and their passionate love making filled the room as they continued to love and pleasure each other without a care in the world. After a while, he felt her building up again as her body prepared for her first climax and Arnav said: “Don’t hold back Babes... Come for me baby… Let go Babe, come for me…” as he coaxed her organism out of her.
She couldn’t hold herself anymore and with his encouraging demand, let herself fall off the edge as she saw stars dancing in front of her eyes and screamed his name as her organism came down crashing in tidal waves that swept her away. She breathed out feeling her juices surround his entire length and after a few more deep thrusts, he came soon after, huskily groaning her name and he rested his forehead on hers as he came down from his high, still inside of her.
[MATURE CONTENT OVER]
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They stayed liked that, sweaty and wrapped in each other’s arms as they came down from their pleasurable high and panting heavily as they tried to catch their breath. Khushi breaking the comfortable silence: “I... I... I love you Arnav.” said breathlessly.
Arnav removed himself from her and laid down beside her, replied in slightly breathless husky voice: “I love you too Baby.” pulling her closer to himself and she wrapped her arms around him, laying her head on his chest.
Both of them laid wrapped in the glow of their post-coital bliss in silence and lightly brushing fingers over each other while occasionally exchanging cherished kisses as they caught their breathes from the heated session. Soon the light touches changed into lingering one while the kisses became heated and consuming as the fire of desire was again ignited, then before they even realized they got engaged in another passionate round of love-making without the care of the world.
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SAME TIME
ANJALI-SHYAM’S ROOM
Anjali exits the washroom now changed in her comfortable pale-purple satin nightgown and matching robes as she sat in front of the dressing table to brush her hair but kept glancing at her husband also changed in white cotton kurta-pyjama sitting on the bed with some paperwork. She carefully ties her hair in a neat bun after which she begins to apply moisturizer cream on her arms and legs but feeling her constant glances at him, Shyam asked in his usual fake sugary tone: “You want to talk about something Rani Sahiba…?” looking up from the case papers he was reading.
That was enough encouragement for Anjali who turned in her seat to face him better and brought her hands in her lap as she replied: “Ji Shyamji woh… woh I… I am… I have so much in my mind and I want to talk to you about it.” struggling to put her thoughts in proper words while fidgeting nervously.
He puts down the papers and gets up from the bed to walk up to her as he kneels down in front of her, holding her hand in his gently peered up at her with concern, asked: “What happened Rani Sahiba you seem very tense, is everything alright…?” lightly rubbing a finger at the back of her palm in comforting gesture.
She signs a little taking a few moments to properly word her thoughts before answering: “Woh… woh actually Shyamji I am very confused with everything about Khushi now.” confessed and got a quizzing look from her husband so went on elaborating her thoughts, “I mean in last few days we got to know more about Khushi that we never knew before… we got to know that her family history and she is Chotte’s best friend’s sister, that she belongs to a rich family. You saw the news speculations going on about the ‘Lost Raichoudhary Princess’ and from everything it seems Raichoudhary’s are quite rich as well. They want Chotte to act as Managing Director for RC Industries and you saw how insistent Ryan was about it while Khushi didn’t seem that bothered either. Then today Nani accepted Khushiji and I know for a fact even Mamaji Mamiji have too… also let’s not forget the Mukherjee’s. So, all this got me thinking that could it be that we are wrong about thinking Khushi as a gold-digger… that maybe she really loves Chotte after all…? But then I can’t ignore that Khushi is also taking Chotte away from me… that she is replacing me in his life… I… I don’t… I really don’t know what to think anymore Shyamji.” looking at him helplessly due to her conflicting thoughts and nearly in tears due to her pregnancy hormones.
He immediately went on to hush and comfort her as he replied: “Rani Sahiba don’t cry… shhh Rani Sahiba, I can’t see you in tears like this… shhh…” as he wiped her tears gently and calmed her down then continued speaking, “Rani Sahiba I understand your concern and worries that you have for Arnav, after all he is your younger brother… aapka Chotte hai woh. I respect that, always been understanding to not come between you siblings and seeing how much you care about him; you should always be his first priority like you have always been… you love him like your son. But Khushiji doesn’t understand that and nor does she care that she is taking away your Chotte from you. I know we learned a lot about Khushiji which has bought a lot things in new perspective but think like this if Khushiji’s family is really so rich than why did she live like a lower middle-class…? Why readily hand over successful business to Arnav without any protest from them…?” seeming thoughtful as he presented his point like he is in court, “I believe that truly Khushiji’s family was once rich and successful but since important figureheads have passed away, there without any successor. I am sure the business must be in heavy debts now which they want Arnav to work hard and make it successful again. This is all another of Khushiji’s trap to get her hands-on Arnav’s wealth and everyone in family is slowly falling for her innocent act which I can see working on you too. But Rani Sahiba if you too fall for Khushiji’s act than who will save Arnav from her devious schemes…? You can’t buy her act so easily and just let your guard down yet.” filling his wife’s mind with poisonous ideas and words.
Anjali like the foolish lamb is convinced and brainwashed by her husband’s words which her pregnancy hormone filled jealous mind accepted easily as she brought all the crap logic which he fed her. She nods in agreement saying: “You are right Shyamji, I can’t fall for Khushi’s innocent act so easily… that cunning gold-digger is only playing with everyone which I would prove soon. I won’t let Khushi win so easily, she has to get out of our lives so that everything can go back to how it was. Thank you Shyamji for being here and guiding me, I know how much you love Chotte like your own younger brother but he is so blinded by Khushi’s fake love that he couldn’t see her true intentions or how she is breaking us.” then smilingly hugged her husband.
Shyam returned the hug with grand warm gesture but smirked behind her back evilly thinking about what an absolute idiot his wife is in reality and thanked his stars that his dumb wife came to him with her doubts. He was sure had she confided in Nani or Mami than the older women would have convinced her of otherwise which he can’t let happen since he wanted to use his wife’s stupidity to separate Arnav and Khushi. But seeing Nani’s acceptance and hearing Anjali’s doubts today he needs to act soon that will degrade Khushi in front of the whole family soon or else it will get even harder to throw her out. Seems like he needs to find another weak link in the family that he could turn against Khushi and exploit for his own agendas as he thought to himself then pulled back from the hug giving his wife a fake greasy loving smile. Anjali falling for his act like always smiled happily with the thought of how humble and caring her husband is as he got up, helping her out of her seat then led her to sit on bed to rest while he resumed his work sitting beside her.
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THREE DAYS LATER
REHEARSAL HALL, AR DESIGNS, DELHI – 04:00 P.M.
Dressed in casual black t-shirt, black jeans light beige jacket and white trainers Aman Mathur entered AR office building wondering for the hundredth time why he was in office again of his rare off-day as he made way to the entrance reception-waiting area. Reaching there he quickly spotted a sulking Maya in maroon long-kurti with circular cut-out on shoulders along with neckline in front, tiny mirrors all over glimmering matched with maroon leggings. Her long hair trembled down in loose curls down her shoulders, minimal make-up, silver jhumakas and bangles and high-heels while holding white handbag was hanging from the wrist of her right hand looked incredibly cute. The sight of her reminded him why he was in his office in the first place on his off-day in ages as he recalled Maya’s call half-hour ago to come AR as she came here to see upcoming bridal show rehearsal but was stop at reception. He tapped her shoulder lightly to grab her attention and as she turned around to face him said: “Hey Maya.” with slight smile.
She greeted back with a smile: “Hi Aman, I am so sorry that you had to come office even on your off day and I have heard from Kukoo enough to know how rare they are for you.” seeming genuinely apologetic.
He easily waved it off saying: “Oh it’s fine, I was sort of getting bored at home not having anything to do and ASR said no one was free enough to show you around and keep you company. I know Khushi Bhabhi and Payal are technically here but they are busy with the rehearsal, so I am here to give you company now.” grinning happily. He had first been disgruntled when ASR had called him to come to office but after knowing the reason, well he couldn’t reach fast enough was what he felt. It was really silly that just how hard he is crushing on a girl but he just couldn’t help himself since the said girl is everything he wanted and more, no chance he is letting it slip.
Maya smiled back and it wasn’t like she minded Aman’s company considering that she is having some major crush on the guy because not only is he handsome but also has humorous interesting personality. Since he was friends with Ryan Dada and Arnav Jiju which pretty much guaranteed being decent and she wants to know more about him, this opportunity was great for and maybe see if she could find out if he had any interest in her… maybe make a move on him. She felt a blush creep up and to hid that she started blabbering: “I am so excited for the fashion show! Kukoo had shown me little sneak-peek pictures of the collection and it is amazing; I can’t wait to see it all or for the show. And I love the whole idea of fashion king ASR introducing his bride in a fashion show, it is like poetic justice or something considering that Kukoo and Jiju first met on a fashion show.” absentmindedly grabbed his hand and started dragging him as she continues to chatter nonstop while Aman was dumbly followed after her, not really believing that she is holding his hand.
Aman absently prompted the directions of the rehearsal hall and was sort of captivated by her animated gestures and everything at the moment. They entered the rehearsal hall which is buzzing with activity as the crew ran all around doing this or that while on the runway ramp the models were practicing their walk under stage-director’s strict invigilation. Maya and Aman sat down at a pair of chairs that were lined in front of the ramp as they watched the stage rehearsal though it wasn’t full on costume rehearsal, the models had worn heavy lehenga-skirts for practice purposes. He was observing feeling somewhat uninterested having seen this a thousand times that the novelty has worn off but beside him Maya excitedly points and makes comments about everything. They watch has models walked in heavy skirts and high heels posing perfectly before turning around to walk back, Payal seemed to struggle with heavy outfit and heels as she slipped a few times or missed the beat. Khushi on the other hand had quickly gotten the hang of walking on heels in a very heavy outfit by now and seems to be really enjoying the experience unlike her cousin sister who was felt really out of her depth with all the glim-n-glam.
For an hour or so the rehearsal was going all fine with Khushi having happily waved at Aman and Maya once she spotted them, Payal too seemed to be getting on with it but soon the drama came too in the form of none other than, Ms. Lavanya Kashyap. The rehearsal was on with music, models walking on the ramp and stage-director screaming in the microphone giving directions when the commotion started. Lavanya stomped holding a designer red-choli in with a crew member running after her almost panicked saying: “Lavanya ma’am, please you need to return that… it is not your outfit, Lavanya ma’am please… Ma’am if it gets ruined then I am going to lose my job, Lavanya ma’am… Lavanya ma’am!” as she tried to catch up.
This commotion has all activities stopped and everyone turned to see what was happening, Aman stood up in front of Lavanya and asked: “What is happening here…?” frowning and non-too-happy at the moment, “Kuch poocha maine, yeh kya tamasha ho raha hai…?” this time directing towards the crew member.
The crew girl replied nervously: “Aman sir, Lavanya ma’am is demanding to wear ASR designed outfit and that is for Khushi ma’am but she isn’t listening. And… And now… now Lavanya Ma’am is not returning Khushi Ma’am’s outfit choli which is in her hand, not being handled all too gently like it should be.” eyeing the said piece of outfit cautiously.
Aman turned his angry eyes on Lavanya in silent question and she snobbishly said: “ASR’s exclusive design outfit is the showstopper dress and I am the showstopper. Hence, I am supposed to wear it… only I am wearing it!” chin-up and arms crossed in stubborn gesture.
He frowns replying: “Lavanya you know that outfit is for Khushi Bhabhi, the showstopper of this show is Mrs. ASR which is not definitely you, so stop this drama and return it now!” hardly being control his temper.
She stubbornly retorted: “I am the showstopper and I am wearing ASR’s design, if not than I am not doing this show.” throwing an ultimatum knowing that it would be hard to arrange last minute model two days before the show since this whole event is kept very hush-hush till the end to build up the hype.
Aman stared at her for few moments before saying at her smug face: “Okay fine then you are out of this show.” pressing his lips.
Lavanya hadn’t expected that and said: “What…? You can’t cast me out of the show like that, I am the showstopper! And where would you get new model so soon…?” reminds trying to regain her footing.
He told her off with barely concealed fury: “You are NOT the showstopper, that will be Khushi Bhabhi and Payal… this entire fashion show is for them.” impulsively in spur of the moment, “And as for replacing you well consider yourself replace, Maya will be walking on the ramp in your place.” shooting Maya a pleading look while still speaking.
Maya shrugs in acceptance: “Sure why not, am not letting anything ruin this show and it might be fun experience.” smirked at Lavanya challengingly.
Lavanya shrieks: “You can’t do that!” stomping her foot but Aman gave her a non-impressed look making her fume which clearly told her that she is truly being replaced in the show. She carelessly threw away the choli in her hand angrily which the crew girl caught hurriedly but barely paid attention to that, continues saying, “Don’t think it is over Aman Mathur, I will get you back for this! You cannot replace me like this… you just can’t! Just wait and watch, I will be walking on the runway and I am going to be the one wearing ASR’s design… just wait and watch!” then stomped away from there.
For few moments it was deadly silent and then Aman signed before to everyone, saying: “Okay everyone drama is over and now get back to work because ASR wants this show to be perfect.” that seemed to set everyone in motion, the music was back on and people running around and stage-director screaming at models walking on the ramp. He turned towards Maya beside him, “Thank you so much for agreeing, you should join the rehearsal now and I’ll have someone show you.” then told a crew girl to direct Maya to backstage.
So that was how the afternoon rehearsal saw Lavanya Kashyap shooting Maya a pleading look while still speaking. Lavanya had fumed, thrown an epic temper tantrum when nothing got her back in the show which resulted in her becoming a laughing stock in the whole office. Her hatred for Khushi was increasing to news with every joke made at her expense, for getting replaced in the fashion show just like how she replaced him in ASR’s life… basically for ruining everything but at the moment there wasn’t anything she could do, expect fuming. On the other hand, from there onwards Maya easily picked up cat-walk with graced of a skilled dancer which she actually was though walking in high-heels wearing a heavy bridal lehenga does need no small amount of practice, especially since there is so little time but she was up the challenge. Khushi was having a blast having her best friend walking on the runway with her and both the best friends got into lot of trouble in free time pranking on unsuspecting crew members or other models. Overall, the most happening event of AR Designs was shaping to be quite an experience for everyone and regular stories of backstage were being posted in different social media to keep the sensational hype.
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FOUR DAYS LATER
THE LEELA PALACE, DELHI – 06:50 P.M.
The sun is setting and all lights have been turned on making the venue along with the red-carpet to dazzle which brightened up even more with arrival of each celebrities while cameras flashed wildly and reports covering the events were asking non-stop questions. The media went into a frenzy when the Raizada family accompanied by Guptas’ graced the red-carpet with their security detail keeping the reporters at safe distance. Devyani Raizada in cream-gold kanjeevaram silk saree draped in usual style with pearl set looks regal, Mamorama Raizada wearing bright orange-yellow banarasi saree with loud jewellery and over-the-top makeup posed in front of the media photographers while Manohar Raizada is wearing in simple dark-brown Nehru-jacket suit. Accompanying them were Garima in silk dark-green saree which she wore in her usual style with minimum jewellery, Buaji in modest pale-lavender saree and Sashi wore a pale-blue kurta-pyjama as they uncomfortably smiled at the flashing cameras. They were quickly ushered inside the venue, away from the media by the security detail before any question could be asked and then they were seated on a large table which was for them. After them on the red-carpet were Mrs. Anjali Raizada-Jha in net lavender-pink saree pair which had silver-crystal zari with purple-silver blouse looking pretty with cute baby-bump, light jewellery, minimal make-up, open hair and smiling in her husband’s arms who is wearing a jet-black sherwani.
The couple stopped to pose in front of the cameras and reports shoved their mics in front of them asking questions left-right some they answered, others they ignored in favour of smiling at the cameras. Then came a beautiful female journalist in a little black chiffon flowy puffed-sleeved dress with choker-tie neckline with a cut-out, minimal paired make-up, dark curly hair tied in sophisticated low-bun with bangs framing her face and black high-heels. She greeted them cheerfully: “Hi and good evening Mr. Jha and Mrs. Raizada-Jha, I am Nicole Roy from Star News and I have a few questions for you.” asking politely for an interview.
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| NICOLE ROY, STAR NEWS REPORTER |
Anjali smilingly replied: “Hello Nicole, and sure ask away I guess.” leaning closer to her husband who merely smiled at the reporter but otherwise remained silent, letting his wife handle the media.
Tucking a strand of curly raven hair behind her ears, Nicole grinned starting with her first question: “Well first of you both look really amazing, so can you tell us what are you both wearing tonight…? Is it from AR’s collection…?” easy and simple red-carpet standard question.
Anjali easily says: “No this is not AR Design collection but from a Manish Malhotra spring-summer collection. Honestly you can’t go wrong with Manish Malhotra or Sabyasachi collection ever I think.” joking and laughing lightly.
The journalist agreed: “Yeah I guess you are right about that and now coming to next question, well it is a tradition of sorts that you walk on the ramp with ASR in all his big collection launches in the end usually. But this show is mostly in honour of new Raizada brides and still a big bridal collection launch, so will you be walking on the ramp tonight too…?” asked curiously.
Momentarily Anjali’s smile faltered but she didn’t let it slip or give away anything when answering: “Well as you said this show is for the new Raizada brides, so no I am not walking on the ramp tonight. Truthfully, being pregnant I don’t feel like being on the runway either… not very flattering high-fashion-runaway look.” placing her hand lightly on her baby-bump.
Nicole smiled speaking further: “Yes congratulations for your upcoming baby and tell us, it has been known that for a long time you wanted ASR to get married and now that he is, how do you feel about it…? How is ASR’s bride and your relationship with her…? God, she must be one hell of a woman to have married ASR, I mean don’t get me wrong ASR is hot… like he is to-die-for-handsome but the man has deadly temper to match.” jokes giggling somewhat.
Anjali replied diplomatically: “Well to know that you will have to wait for the after-show press conference, can’t let any juicy detail out and about Mrs. ASR yet.” looking somewhat playfully apologetic, “Anyways it was good talking to you Nicole but we have to head inside now.” said clinging to her husband beside her.
The young reporter said: “Yeah sure and thank you for your time Mrs. Raizada-Jha, Mr. Jha. You both have a nice evening and I hope to see you guys around later tonight maybe.” with a smile which Anjali and Shyam returned before turning to move inside the venue with security leading them in safely.
The exit of Jha couple was followed by entry of one Mr. Ryan Raichoudhary looking dashing in jet-black suit paired with black silk collarless button-down shirt and dark-brown shoes, hair styled perfectly as he posed in front of the flashing cameras. He smiled charmingly with his hands stuffed in his pocket when a female journalist approached him: “Good evening Mr. Raichoudhary, I am Nicole Roy from Star News and can I ask you a few questions please…?” asked with a polite smile.
Ryan answered with smile: “Hi there, first off call me Ryan please, this Mr. Raichoudhary makes me sound old.” chuckling a bit, “And ask away.” added sportingly.
Nicole laughed lightly and says: “Okay than Ryan, starting with red-carpet standard question what are you wearing this evening…?” hazel eyes bright with humour.
He replied causally: “Nothing too exciting, ah this is from Fendi Men’s formal from fall collection or so my stylist told me. Honestly, I could care less about clothing brands and collections as long as they look good, make me seem presentable and put together.” grinning widely.
She hummed and moving to next question: “Well you definitely look more than presentable and put together, which leads to our next question that is now that your sister is married to ASR, can we expect your wedding next anytime soon…? In fact, is there any special lady whom you are hiding away from us…?” good-natured humour colouring her tone.
He shuffled a bit before answering: “Well don’t have any plans of getting hitched anytime soon in near future but that doesn’t mean I don’t on ever, just not the right time yet. And to answer your second question, well if I was hiding a special lady than why would I disclose it now… won’t that moot the whole point in the first place...?” retorted back sort of humorously.
The young reporter giggles a bit before insisting: “Come on Ryan, give us a bit of hint.” but he simply motioned to zip his lips and throw the key away. Smiling wide she moves on, “Fine be that way and now to the next question, it is said that you and ASR are long-term friends, in fact best friends. So how do you feel about your sister marrying your best friend…? Isn’t there like a bro-code or something about never dating your best friend’s sister or something…?” her glossy lips stretched in playful grin.
Ryan was just about to answer when someone came beside him and gave him a pat on the back, so he glanced to his side to find a grinning Aman. He easily returned his attention to the female journalist in front of him: “Like you said ASR is one of my best friends and I know him inside out which means I know that he would never hurt my baby sister. So, I don’t know about bro-code but I am happy that my sister has a loving, protective husband in ASR.” said easily with a smile. Then looked sideways at Aman, asking him, “Bro what are you doing out here, weren’t you suppose to be inside checking up last-minute arrangements or something…?” with a raised brow in question at his other best friend.
Aman shrugged answering nonchalantly: “Chill everything is under control, I just went home to change.” turned his attention to the pretty journalist, “Hello pretty woman, how are you this evening…?” greeting with charming flirtatious smile.
Nicole obviously knew who he was considering the man was ASR’s public-face when statements were released to media most of the time. She blushed a little but not to let the opportunity slip, went into journalist mode and said: “Good so far and I know that the night gets better, how are you doing Mr. Mathur…?” smiling sweetly.
Aman saying: “None of that Mr. Mathur, please call me Aman.” waved it off easily.
She merely nods with a smile and asked: “Okay Aman, tell us what are you were this evening…? Is it an AR collection…?” holding the mic in front of him.
Dressed in two-piece light-grey suit with jet-black silk button-down shirt which had top two buttons open, Aman replied casually: “Not AR tonight, this is from classic Armani and even you have to agree that you can’t go wrong with Armani suits.” gesturing to himself.
Nicole asked her next question: “Can we get any hints about tonight’s collection that is going to be showcased…?” smiling a bit.
He answered with good humour: “That you have to wait and see for yourself.” grinning widely.
She pouted a little but moved to next question: “Any about Mrs. ASR…? Or how is ASR after marriage now…?” seeming expectantly.
His answer this time too: “You have to wait for that till after Fashion-show press conference.” teasing hilt in his voice and before anything else could be asked, said, “Okay well it was nice to meet you Nicole but we have to head inside now.” with a polite and sort of apologetic smile.
Nicole steps away a little, saying: “Thank you so much for your time gentlemen, have a nice evening and I find you guys for asking further questions after the fashion show.” smiling at them.
Ryan said smilingly: “You too have a nice evening.” ready to head inside the venue as he unconsciously posed for another flashing camera.
Aman too says: “It was a pleasure talking to you Nicole, I hope you enjoy the show and the evening.” smiling at her and posing for another flashing camera, heads inside with Ryan as the security hurdles them as they don’t get swamped by the media.
There is a steady stream of celebrities from Bollywood to television actors to high-profile business personals gracing the red-carpet, some posed for the paparazzi and some answered to few of the journalists’ questions while others simply headed inside after giving few poses in front of the camera. When Rishi wearing a mustard kurta with gold trim paired black dhoti-style pyjama and a velvet maroon stroll with black-gold trimming on his shoulder entered the red carpet with his wife Gayatri. She is wearing a crème full-sleeve high-neck long choli paired with red lehenga with white floral embroidery and golden-lace trim at the bottom hem, a off-while with golden circle print and broad-black border with golden zari dupatta take over her shoulder. She had her hair in a puff braid, minimal matching jewellery and makeup giving her an elegant touch as the lovely couple smilingly posed for the paparazzi. The Mukherjee couple didn’t stop enough to give any interview or answer any of the questions that were being shouted at them as they were easily led inside the venue by the security.
Almost soon after NK in moss-green prince coat which had light-purple flora texture highlight sort of design on right side, left sleeve and on the back which he had paired with black jodhpuri pants. He smiled at the flashing cameras, posing and answering few of casual question about his outfit by some lurking journalists on the red-carpet. But since his relations with the Raizada family wasn’t that popularly known meant that he was able to easy escape the reports without trouble as the security directed him inside the venue easily. Then the media went into a frenzy when AR Model and ASR’s former fiancé, Lavanya Kashyap in sleeveless black choli with golden-pink floral embroidery, black lehenga with gold-pink trim at the bottom hem and golden net dupatta stepped on the red carpet. She had minimal make-up with small black bindi between her brows, big golden earrings, glass black bangles adoring her wrists and black stiletto heels while her long raven hair left open trembling down her back. She smiled showing off her deep dimples as she posed in front of the paparazzi with familiar expertise and grace of an seasonal model with nothing but pleasant expression on her face.
The media was obviously interested in juicy bits and soon the female journalist approached her with a smile, greeting pleasantly: “Hello Lavanya it is so good to see you, how are you doing this evening…?” with an air of familiarity considering quite many interviews at past events.
Lavanya greeted back: “Hi Nicole I am fine, how are you…?” giving a dimple smile.
Nicole replied shrugging her shoulders: “I am fine though been busy preparing for today’s event, it has been one of AR Designs most anticipated fashion show. So, tell me what are you wearing this evening…? By the way, you look lovely as always.” complimenting sweetly.
The dusky model replied: “Thank you and you look beautiful too Nicole, I love your dress and black is your colour. Anyways, this outfit is from AR’s pre-fall bridal collection of this year which was in collaboration with Sabyasachi. It is such a simple but elegant outfit that you can glam as much or as less you want, in fact that whole collection was really fabulous.” adjusting her dupatta over her shoulder.
Nodding in agreement the Star News journalist says: “Yeah the pre-fall bridal collection had been amazing which is why the expectation from this bridal collection is very high though there are going to be ASR exclusive designs which guarantees to blow our minds. Anyways, I thought you were walking down the runway in today’s show but since I see you here means you are now… can I ask why…?” holding out the mic curiously.
Lavanya made sure to firmly keep her expression pleasant when answering: “I was supposed to but they found a better suited model to showcase the collection, you know how it is.” making it sound as if it was nothing out of usual with casting of the models.
Though the reporter seemed to be doubtful but didn’t outwardly express instead opted to ask another question: “Yeah sure I know how that is, but aren’t you feeling bad for not being on the ramp for such a hyped fashion show of AR…?” raising a brow in question.
Shrugging her shoulder easily the model replied: “Won’t deny saying that I am not bit disappointed because I am but also excited for the show, it is going to be eventful.” being as diplomatic as possible.
Moving to next question the journalist asked: “Okay now the inevitable hard question which I am sure everyone is wanting to ask you or has been asking you, how do you feel about ASR breaking up with you and marrying the elusive Raichoudhary heiress…? Did you know her prior to marrying ASR…?” open curiosity tinted her voice.
Lavanya carefully kept her express to not show any hostility which would have the media on her like bloodhounds and answered thoughtfully: “I knew her prior of she married ASR and let’s just say that it had been as much as surprise to us as it is going to be for everyone after the show. I am not going to lie that it didn’t hurt that ASR broke our engagement, after all we were in a two-almost-three years relationship but I guess this how it is supposed to be. So still in good terms with ASR, have a close friendship with Anjali Di and good relation with the Raizada family, safe to say that things are relatively pleasant, if not awkward at moments here and there but that’s expected I guess.” carefully worded her statement with a small smile on her face.
Nicole promptly asked her next question: “So tell us something about Mrs. ASR…?” looking expectantly in hopes of getting something.
But the dusky model replied: “Well you have to wait for that until after the fashion show, ASR doesn’t want anything leaking beforehand about his bride.” giving an apologetic look, “Anyways I have to head inside, I’ll see you later.” winding up the interview.
The female journalist smiled back says: “Yeah sure, catch you later and enjoy your evening.” pleasantly letting the model leave who gave another few more pose to the paparazzi before being escorted inside the venue by the security.
Almost all the guests had arrived and new arrivals weren’t lingering on the red-carpet for long now since the fashion show is about to be starting in an hour or so but this meant the crowd of celebrities was quite a bit. Soon another recognized face made appearance on the red-carpet and this time it is Ms. Piyali Basu, the public face of elusive Ms. Raichoudhary for last few years, dressed in golden shimmery one-shoulder Bardot top which has two-shawl-layers and long skirt in same golden-shimmer. She had minimal make-up, big golden hoop earrings, long hair open and falling down her back in straight curtain, holding a small golden clutch and golden high platform heels finishing off her simple but elegant look. She smiled posing for the paparazzi and the endless flashing cameras with an practiced ease which she got with handling the media over the past few years.
She was approached by the Star News journalist who greeted her smilingly: “Hello Ms. Basu, I am Nicole; do you have time to answer a few questions…?” carrying a pleasant and polite air to her.
Piya greets back cheerfully: “Hello Nicole and please call me Piya, ask away I don’t have much time but I can answer a few.” smiling back.
Nicole asked the obvious standard question first: “You look very pretty, so tell us what are you wearing this evening…?” holding out the mic.
She replied casually: “I am wearing a simple Chanel outfit, nothing much but appropriate for this event I guess.” tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
The journalist fired her next question: “You are Ms. Raichoudhary’s best friend, P.A. and in fact public face to media for something now but today she is going to be stepping in the limelight. So, does this mean we get to see her more from now on…?” mildly curious.
Piya answers easily: “I guess in a way; I mean she would appear in important press conferences from time to time and I am sure you’ll be seeing her in lot of events with ASR. But will she be appearing all the time to make the statements in front of media, I don’t think so. But will she go into hiding again, that isn’t possible anymore because I am sure now you know where to find the elusive Raichoudhary heiress.” giving an indulgent smile.
Nicole agreed to that: “Yeah I guess you are right about that, now seeing the close relationship you have with Ms. Raichoudhary-turned-Mrs. ASR means you have met ASR. Tell us what was your first impression of him…?” asked with good natured humour.
Piya laughed a little before replying: “Well let’s just say that it was an interesting experience, the man is larger than life just like they say about him all the time. But then again considering the things I have heard about ASR before meeting him and I mean a lot about him, especially from my best friend. It is safe to say that ever since she met him there was nothing, she talked about except him and it was like going in circles, no matter how much you try to divert she would inevitably end up talking about ASR again.” grinning broadly to which the journalist smiled and ready to fire another question but she didn’t let her saying, “I know you have more question but I don’t have time to answer them anymore, I need to head inside now.” sounding bit apologetic.
Nicole understanding, said: “Yeah sure, have a nice evening and thank you for your time Piya.” with a smile.
Piya also smiled: “It was nice talking to you too Nicole, I’ll see you later and you too have a pleasant evening.” bid the reporter farewell and then posed for few more paparazzi photos before being escorted inside the venue by the security amidst the flashing cameras and milling reports along with oncoming celebrities.
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ONE HOUR LATER
The actual fashion show venue was the extensive landscaped garden of Leela Palace Hotel and the arrangements made were grand and unique in every aspect. The stage is set up with a huge canopy of various shade of white and beige-nude oak leaves in autumn with vines like tassels wrapped in fairy-lights were hanging from in between them while went over the whole runway. The ramp floor was of polished wood while multi-coloured oak leaves that were strategically scattered around the edge and middle seeming like random leaves were fallen from the canopy above. In the middle of the ramp were two large stone pillars placed like they were supporting the overhead canopy with a small circular filled pond that is strategically surrounded by three small and three medium size rock pillar-stump structure adding more to the rustic vibe. The whole runway and its setup are illuminated by the spotlights aimed on it while the audience sitting arrangements is made of chair placed around by the circumference of the stage in neat rows. Seats of the VIP guests had name-cards placed on the chair for easier identification and soon the venue was getting filled up steadily as a soft hum of various conversations could be heard from the seated guests who were thrumming with anticipation.
A pretty woman in sheer off-white with medium-broad border of white-gold-white sequence, the bottom draped half had white embroidery flowers which were interspaced with white-rhinestones while the upper half of the draped portion was full of rhinestone crystals with occasional embroidered cluster of flowers. She had worn the saree paired with full-sleeve sheer-net blouse with white-rhinestone crystals all over it, matching white pearl earrings, bracelets and ring while her silver high peep-toe heels were seen while her black hair was piled atop her head in a sophisticated bun adored with gold-vine hair accessory. She had a mic in her hand which she lightly tapped thrice with her finger to check the sound as well as to get the attention of the guests then said in posh tone: “Good evening and welcome everyone to the fashion show of AR Design’s Indian Bridal Couture Collection. The show is about to begin in five minutes, I hope you all enjoy the much-anticipated bridal collection and have lovely evening.” smiling charmingly as round of applause went through the audience. She gives one last smile posing expertly to showcasing her outfit while the paparazzi camera flashes wildly before turning around to walk out of the runway like the seasoned-model she is.
Within minutes all of the surrounding lights were dimmed to minimal while on-stage only the backstage lights and overhanging fairy-lights casted a soft glow and slow music started playing as stilettoes of the models were visible. The first model in black short-sleeved maxi dress with semi-turtleneck and multi-red-pink-shades flowers and green leaves embroidered, steps on the runway which lights brightening on-stage as she proceeds forward and the dress lightly swirling around her. Behind her is another model in black sleeveless maxi-dress paired with floral embroidered and gold-tassel waistcoat, black floral embroidered ballerinas and a black with red-rose detailed clutch-purse hanging in her hand, posing poshly came in front of the runway. Next was a model in black sleeveless semi-turtleneck top which had small gold-star along embroidery with a big red-rose flower detail paired with black mermaid ruffle shirt which had duel to add extra dimension. Following her came the first male model wearing a royal-blue silk kurta paired with black silk dhoti and black long waist-coat with off-white and beige embroidery design, finishing the look off with black-white mojari. After him was a model in royal-blue and black heavily in red-green floral detail embroidered with matching embroidered full-net-sleeve blouse, matching jewellery and shoes as accessories enhancing the outfit. Behind her were two male models first in black silk kurta with jet-black silk dhoti, black base with coffee-brown block print long Nehru jacket and black mojari while the second male-model in black-base coffee-brown block printed sherwani with plain black churidar-pyjama and black mojari. Following them came a pretty female model in black three-quarter-sleeve net-ball-gown that had nude under-layering and black circle with occasional red-flower detail, crystal design on the neckline and waistline, ruffle trim at the bottom hem.
Then came another model in black net-ball-gown with nude under-layering with various size black-circular-floral and some red-circle detail with short-sleeve which had black-pearl-tassel, white clutch-purse that had red-rose designs and black-lace stroll draped on her arms. Behind her was a model in sheek black sleeveless sweetheart-neckline choli and black layered lehenga skirt with black sequence and embroidery design, net black dupatta draped over her shoulders. Next were few more male models in black two-layered prince-coat that had little white design details on the collar and pockets paired with simple black trousers while a black velvet-cap as an added accessory. Following up were few more female models in black net sarees with various floral embroidery and sequence embellishment paired with different style of blouses. After that was colour changing as a male-model in white long ruffled kurta, black Nehru-coat with white embroidery, plain white churidar-pyjama and black-n-white mojari came. Following after him was a female-model in off-white net-embroidered-bedazzled choli, off-white flared lehenga with white-thread embroidery and golden-embroidery sequence at the bottom hem as an off-white with golden-sequence-border lightly embroidered dupatta draped over held a white golden embroidered potli-purse and jewelleries as accessory. After her was a female model in silver-white ball-gown looking lehenga-choli as the upper-half had glittery-silver snowflake-floral design with short-cup-sleeves that had pearl-tassel detail while the bottom-half flared out in poufy skirt with silver-glittery-snowflake-floral detail with silver-lace trim at the hem.
Next came beautiful female model wearing a silver-white saree that had white-thread embroidery with silver-beads and floral-lace border paired with rushed silver-white pearl-tassel bardot blouse. Then a male in beige two-layered intrigued-embroidered sherwani consisting of long-flared bottom-layer while upper-layer was more of a longer-than-usual-coat style with little dark-blue-gold collar detail paired with matching simple churidar-pyjama and finishing the look with a pair of white mojari. After that came a female model in soft pale-organza wide-boatneck short-sleeved embroidered choli paired with double-layered pale-organza-gold embroidered lehenga and pale-organza net-embroidered dupatta. Following after her was another female model in white full-sleeve sheer bodice with sparkling crystals choli and white heavily embroidered with silver and gold, embellished with crystal mermaid-style-lehenga and white-net with gold-crystals bordered dupatta. That was followed up with similar pale-pastel lehengas, one being pale-lavender with off-shoulder-three-quarter-net-sleeves long choli, poufy pale-lavender lehenga filled with silver-white-crystal design. While the other was nude bardot-sleeve corset-choli and poufy-lehenga both sparkling with the crystal detail design finishing off the segment of pastel colours. After them came a female model in shimmering gold lehenga-choli with maroon accent-highlight filled with glittering embroidery and bright orange and gold net dupattas.
This made way to the ‘Sindoor' segment which presented the bride and groom pairs with ‘brides’ in brighter hues of reds, pinks and sunset-oranges that are traditionally worn by brides to the pheras. Starting off was a female-model ‘bride’ in orange with gold-red-net detail bardot-choli with sunset-orange-red golden-sequence-embroidery and holding a net-veil of sunset-orange-red thin shimmering-border and tiny-gold tassels, followed by male-model ‘groom’ in off-white-beige two-layer sherwani. Following them came next ‘bride’ model in red long-choli with mermaid lehenga both heavily glittering and shimmering due to silver-mirror embroidery and embellishments with net-veil in orange with gold-lace border and floral detail while her ‘groom’ was in off-white silver-embellishment sherwani. Then came ‘brides’ in red-hued-orange lehenga-choli with golden embroidery details with net red-gold veils with gold-lace-embroidery borders as they shimmered under the spotlight and flashing camera lights. After that was another pair with the ‘groom’ in crème two-layered sherwani with silver-shimmering embroidery and the ‘bride’ in slight-deep-sweetheart neckline three-quarter-net-sleeved red choli with gold embroidery embellishment pairing with red-based-gold embroidered lehenga and red veil with gold flowers and thin-lace-border. After that was another ‘bride’ in pink-orange with crystal embellishment embroidery design lehenga-choli with equally embellished orange-pink net veil followed by a ‘groom’ in orange-red and gold layered sherwani with intricate block-print embroidery. The show was nearing its finale when as third last model came Maya in a maroon velvet lehenga-choli with intricate multi-coloured embroidery and shimmering gold-crystal embellishments with matching maroon net veils.
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| MAYA'S OUTFIT BOTTOM ROW RIGHT PICTURE |
Then the lights were dimmed again and one of the most awaited pairs stepped into the runway with spotlights on them, it was the younger Raizada couple looking spectacular. Akash in intricate multi-layered long sherwani in white-gold-crème combination with embroidery-design detail on the upper-coat paired with white pyjama, bottle-green and red with gold block-print design silk-shawl over his left shoulder, a copper-gold turban on his head and copper-brown shoes finishing off his look. Payal who is wearing a pale-red heavily embroidered long choli with bottle-green with copper-gold block-print lehenga with broad-laced zari at the bottom hem. She had two net-veils of scarlet-red with heavy zari-embroideries while her golden stiletto-heels finished off her look. Matching pearl-gold kundan jewelleries with minimal makeup enhancing her wheat-gold complexion and shy wide-doe brown eyes and with blushing cheeks was the perfect picture of shy-demure Indian bride holding the hand of her groom. They gave ample pose on the runway with the cameras flashing wildly while the audience were in awe of them like they had been during the entire show which was building up to spectacular finale. Akash Singh Raizada and his shy bride, Payal gave couple of more poses, showcasing their outfits before turned around in synchronized well-practiced move to make their way back and off the runway.
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| AKASH-PAYAL'S OUTFIT |
Lastly came the most awaited moment of the evening dressed in simple beige sherwani that had five gold-crystal button detail and white pyjama with white and maroon pearl necklace, beige mojari as accessory was none other than ASR himself. He had a white-gold turban with gold-white-stone-feather broach, finished off his look holding a dagger with gold encase in his left hand as he came to the edge of the runway posing for the flashing cameras before turning to look towards where he came from. Then the bride in vermilion-red lehenga-choli with silver-gold-thread lotus embroidery, broad silver-gold zari sequence border glittering and shimmering in the spotlight. She had heavy gold kundan jewelleries, wrist adorned with red-white bangles of churda and a long gold kalira swinging gently while face covered by the net red veil with heavy embroidery and zari in gold-silver. Feet encased in gold-heels, her steps were slow and graceful as she made way to her waiting husband was. Coming to a stop in front of him with head lightly bowed and holding the veil covering her delicately between her fingers which she lowered easily. His hands came up as he unhurriedly pulled off the veil, uncovering her face and setting it carefully atop her head as the world got the first glimpse of elusive Ms. Raichoudhary-now-Mrs. ASR while the cameras flashed like crazy.
With arms wrapped around her husband’s arm, Khushi turned around to face the flashing cameras completely with an angelic dimple smile on her pink glossy lips and everyone was left mesmerized by the dazzling beauty that she is. She had minimal make-up enhancing her flawless crème-peace complexion, blushing cheeks, sparkling violet eyes framed by kajal and long lashes while her sindoor peeking from behind the heavy kundan-pearl maangtika in contrast to her dark-chestnut hair. Khushi inched lightly on her tip-toes to place a sweet kiss on Arnav’s cheek being little mischievous and just because she can then grinning widely turn to face in front. While for the first time everyone witnessed ASR looking at someone with adoration shining in his crystal-blue eyes and lips curved in barely-there smile which was actually genuine. The pair had everyone enthralled with Mrs. ASR’s mischievous bright violet eyes and smiles while Mr. ASR’s soft expressions as they gave a few more poses before turning around.
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| ARNAV-KHUSHI'S OUTFIT |
Khushi perched on one of the right-side small stone-stump-like-stool that was in front-center of the stage while Arnav stood behind her, straight and regal in his posture. While slowly came walking on the wrap were Akash and Payal as he held her hand, helped her sit on the left-side stone-stump-stool then took his place to stand beside her. Following them came other models of the ‘Sindoor’ segment of the show and took their places to pose beside the couples, Maya standing little right beside her best-friend posing elegantly. They all standing or sitting center-front in respective pose for the perfect pictures while other models throughout the show slowly started to tinkering on the ramp, taking their places for the finale display with everyone on the runway. When everyone was in their place they stood perfectly still while cameras flashed and the audience admired the collection displayed in front of them.
Then every model clapped as Arnav lightly bowed in credits of being the designer of this entire collection and he held his wife’s hand, helping her stand before wrapping an arm around her to step forward. Another few flashes of the cameras before in que they turned around to walk off the runway while others breaking their formations also turned around to follow with which the fashion show came to its end while the roaring applause of from the audience rang with success. One by one Raizada couples followed by the models walked off the runway, disappearing in backstage while the spotlights dimmed away and regular lights came, the audience were discussing the show, especially Mrs. ASR. After that they got up and made way to were the after-party and reception was going to held while the media personals were directed towards the set-up for the press conference that was to start in short forty minutes. There was a buzz in the atmosphere regarding Mrs. ASR whom some vaguely recognized while other talked about how beautiful she is, how dazzling her smile was but one thing was for sure even after the unveiling of Mrs. ASR, she is still the hot topic for everyone’s speculation.
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[NOTE: Hello lovelies, finally the update! Sorry the update got really delayed… like months delayed but it is due to a lot of reasons beginning with my husband kept taking away the laptop from me all the time which didn’t provide me the chance to write. Then it is winter and I get very lazy in winter, plus since the beginning of January it has been snowing frequently and that is very distracting. Also, for this chapter I did a lot of research on red-carpet events and fashion shows, I wanted it to be as realistic as possible and finding a fashion show with proper amount of pictures took a lot of time too. Anyways, how was it… good, bad or worse…? First part of the fashion show-reception is done and soon there is the second part with press conference and after party will be coming soon too.
Don't forget to drop comments, I want honest feedback and more than two words please because if I can write over ten-thousand made up words than am sure you guys can write comment more substantial than one or two words. Anyways, will be back with another update soon which I'll get started on after uploading this chapter but am not saying anything about which story I plan to get started on because than somehow I never work on that update. So this time no jinxing it, anyways till than take care and see ya all soon!
With love,
Kavya
#PS: The fashion show pictures credit goes to Tarun Tahiliani's India Couture Week 2017 show on Vogue.in.]
