7 The First Ride
Part 7 The First Ride
Khushi became excited seeing Arnav. Without thinking about anything, she rushed to him and stood before him, smiling. Arnav looked at her as if he had just seen her before.
"Hiiii..." she smiled.
Arnav just nodded.
"Where are you coming from?" Khushi asked.
"From my office"
"At this hour? You said you would go to the office only after the college hours..."
"Yesterday, I couldn't meet my chief. He called me to discuss yesterday's market this morning, so I came to meet him before going to college."
"So you will go to the office to check the condition of the shares every day, right?"
"Mmm..."
"Would you use this path every day?" She asked.
"Yeah, because the other path takes extra time"
"Oh... That's great... Now, are you going to the college or somewhere else?"
"Of course, college... By the way, what are you doing here?"
"Dad was busy, so he couldn't drop me at the college and asked me to take a taxi. So, I came here to get the taxi."
"Oh... Go ahead..."
Khushi dropped her jaw. She thought something and came to a conclusion.
"Are you in love with anyone?" She asked.
Arnav looked at her, perplexed.
"Love and me? No way..."
"Why? Won't you love anyone in your life?"
"Not like that... I haven't met anyone with the same wavelength as mine..."
"Your wavelength? Then you can't get anyone," she said seriously.
"Why?"
"Because you are a tough nut to crack."
Arnav smiled, turning in the opposite direction.
"Ok. I'm getting late. See you."
"What are you, man? I'm also going to the same college. Won't you take me with you?" She asked, wondering.
"But, you didn't ask me for a lift."
"Won't you ask me if I want a lift?"
"If you want a lift, you should ask me for one."
Khushi pressed her lips and sat behind him.
"Go..."
"Where?" He asked seriously.
She again dropped her jaw.
"I'm going to kill you..."
"Do you want to go to the cemetery?" He asked, suppressing his smile.
She huffed and leaned her head on his back, making him shatter.
"Take me wherever you go..." She said, raising her head.
Arnav started the bike and headed to the college.
"By the way, how much is your salary?"
"Salary from a man and age from a girl should not be asked..." He said while focused on the road.
"I thought to offer you a job in my father's company. My Dad also liked you."
"No thanks"
"Why? He will give you a good salary."
"I'm already getting a good salary. I don't want to change my job. If I change my job, I will be the Boss. Then only I will change. Or else, I won't..." He said confidently.
"Great..." Khushi raised her brows in amusement.
"When your Chacha is a wealthy businessman, is it necessary for you to go for a job?"
"It does nothing with me if my chacha is a wealthy businessman. Why should I be depending on him when I could earn my bread?"
"You know what? You look confident, but you sound rude... try to change your way of talking."
"For whom should I change? My boss gives me a salary because he gains profit. I pay for my bread to my Chachi. I earn money for my studies. They didn't expect me to change. Then why should I?"
"Good question. For whom should you change? What about your wife? Wont you change for her too? She may think you need a change..."
"If she needs that, I will consider..."
"Why do you want to change for only your wife?"
"Because she is my wife."
Khushi raised her brows, flipping her lip. Arnav controlled his smile, seeing that through the rear view mirror.
They reached the college. Aman saw them coming together on a bike and was shocked. He came to them and stood before them.
"Hi..." Khushi smiled.
"What's happening here?" Aman shot the question.
"Nothing..."
"How did you guys come together? When did you meet? How?"
"I was waiting for a cab and saw him coming from his office. So, took a lift."
"How did he give you a lift?"
"Why?"
"He usually won't entertain girls. That's why."
"My father and his Chacha are business partners. That's why he should have given me a lift, I suppose."
"Is it? Is her father your Chacha's partner?" Aman asked Arnav.
He nodded yes.
"Oh..."
That was why they heard,
"Khushiiii..." he guy called.
Khushi looked in that direction and frowned. As she didn't know who he was.
"Hey, couldn't you identify me?"
Khushi nodded no.
"Nikil... Madhuri's son..."
Khushi opened her mouth wide open and hugged him, making Arnav and Aman perplexed.
"My God... how many years...! How are you, man? How is Chachi?"
"She is fine and will be happy if she sees you."
"I will definitely meet you. By the way, how do you identify me?"
"I had seen you in your cousin's wedding album."
"Did she send it to India?"
"Fortunately, yes. Thank God, she sent it. or else, I would not have identified you. Being in the same college, we would have been like strangers..." Nikil said.
Khushi nodded and looked at Arnav and Aman.
"He is Nikil. My mother and his mother are cousins. So, we became cousins."
Aman saw relief in Arnav's face.
"Hi..." Nikil extended his hand.
"Hi... Arnav." Arnav introduced himself.
"I'm Aman... MBA"
"We are also MBA..."
"Is it? That's great...will meet you in the class."
Arnav and Aman nodded ok.
"Khushi, wait for me in the canteen during break. We will talk." Nikil said.
"Sure."
Nikil left.
"I can't believe I met my cousin. Do you know how delightedly we played in our childhood?" Khushi said excitedly.
Aman saw Dhruv entering on his bike.
"Did he come from the trip?" Aman asked.
"Who knows? When I left RM, he was not there."
"He might be sleeping..."
"May be..."
Khushi looked at Dhruv.
"Who is he?" she asked.
"Sudhakar uncle's elder son. Studying with his younger brother."
"I didn't get you..."
"Studies are his distance relation. That's why he is studying in the same class as his brother."
"Oh..."
"Didn't you see, NK? He is his younger brother. Arnav and NK are the same age, guys."
"Oh..."
Dhruv saw Arnav and walked past him without giving him a second glance. He stopped seeing a girl with him. he didn't know who she was. He wanted to know that because she was with Arnav and looked beautiful and stylish. But, he didn't want to talk to her when she was with Arnav. He decided to inquire about her later.
He went to his class, and his gang waited for him.
"Hey, what's app...? How was your trip?"
"Leave it... who is the girl with Arnav?"
"Her name is Khushi. She is from Singapore. We don't know how they became friends. She was with them in the canteen yesterday."
"But how did Arnav talk to her? Doesn't he always show attitude with girls?"
"Now also he talks to her less. It's Aman who is grinning at her."
Dhruv saw NK coming. He went to Arnav and Aman and shared a high-five with them.
"Hi, Nananv..."
"Where were you this morning?'
"I came late last night. So, woke up late."
"How was the movie?" Aman asked.
"Waste of time. I should have slept well rather than going to the movie." He sighed.
"I came to your house yesterday, you know", Khushi said.
"You? But why? When? How?"
"My father and your father are partners"
"Oh, is that you?"
Khushi nodded yes.
"I'm sorry, yaar. I didn't know it was you. If I had known, I would not have gone to the movie."
"That's ok..."
"Yeah, we will meet often here after..."
"Maybe..." Khushi smiled.
Dhruv was noticing NK talking to Khushi. He became curious, seeing her talking to NK joyfully.
That was when the bell rang.
"Bye, guys, will meet you in the break..." Khushi went to her class.
"Nannav, were you there at home when she came to RM?"
"I was not there when she came, but she was there when she reached home."
"Oh...did you have dinner with them?"
Arnav nodded.
"That's great..."
"Oh, that's why she came with you on your bike?"
Arnav nodded.
"Let's go to the class..."
They headed their class. Dhruv stopped NK and asked,
"Who is she?"
"She is our Dad's partner's daughter...Khushi, from Singapore."
Dhruv's eyes sparkled. Was she his father's partner's daughter? Then he was the one who had more right to her. He supposed.
To be continued...
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