Ayaan entered his home and wanted to head to his room but suddenly he heard some music as he passed muskaan's room.

🎼 ghar more pardesiya..ao padhaaro piya..🎼

Ayaan opened the door slowly and was amazed at his little sister's dancing skills. Muskaan was wearing a salwar kameez as she tied the dupatta on her. She was standing infront of the mirror trying to match the dance steps. As she turned around she suddenly saw ayaan and screamed.

„BHAIYYA!!" she stopped the music and wipped away the sweat on her forehead.

Ayaan started laughing and closed the door behind him.

„Yeah i know, i look like an idiot ha ha ha." said muskaan turning her back to him.

„No!" he said turning her around to see her face.

„Muskaan you're really good." said ayaan.

„You're just saying this because i'm your sister right?"

„No!" said ayaan.

Muskaan crossed her arms taking one eyebrow up.

„Really?"

„Come on..alia bhatt is nothing beside you. Not only your dance mooves but even you face is shining while dancing. You actually made me happy by watching you dance."

„Really?"

„Haan stupid!" he said and hugged her kissing her head.

„Ughh! You're sweating." sais ayaan touching his lips.

Muskaan punched his tummy lightly.

„Go take a shower." he said pushing her to her bathroom.

„Naa! Naa! Naa!" said muskaan and stopped.

„I want to know something."

„What?"

„How was your first day at work?" Asked muskaan excited.

„I didn't start yet. I have to wait for a yes."

„Oh come on, you studied in harvard. If they don't accept you then pff.." said muskaan and made ayaan smile.

„But what's even more important is..her.." sais muskaan using her hands when she said ‚her' to make it look more spectacularly.

„What's with..her?" said ayaan copying his sister.

„Arree! The waitress..what's her name?"

„Tara."

„WOW! Such a bautiful name! Did you meet her?"

„Haan." said ayaan.

„And?"

„You don't have to know everything!" said ayaan and wanted to leave.

„Fine..then i'm going to tell dad about it." said muskaan.

„You won't."

„Why?"

„Because then i'll tell das about.. ghar more pardesiyaaaa..." started ayaan singing and dancing.

Muskaan started laughing and entered her bathroom. Ayaan left her room and headed to his room. Suddenly there was a phone call.

„Hello?"

„Hello mr. Raizada?"

„Yes."

„This is rakesh jaudary speaking, i'm the manager of the restaurant you want to work."

„Mr. Jaudary..yes. I didn't think that you would call me today." said ayaan who was laying on his bed and sat up by hearing who was talking to him.

„Kyun? Is it a problem? Should i.."

„No no! It's good sir! I'm happy that you called." he sais smiling.

Rakesh on the other side smiled.

„I checked your profile and just have some questions for you."

„Yes od course sir."

„You studied in harvard right?"

„Yes sir."

„Then, please don't ger me wrong, but why do you want a job as a waiter? I mean..you could easily become a businessman just like.."

„My father?"

„Haan. I mean he's india's best business man."

„I know sir and i'm very proud of that. But i already told my father that..this is my life. And just like he found his way of becoming an businessman i want to walk my way too. Who knows where destiny brings me."

Rakesh smiled listening to him.

„Who know's sir? Maybe in a few years i'll sit on that chair you're sitting right now." said ayaan as a joke.

„That can be possible, cause you got the job."

„Really?" asked ayaan excited.

„Haan. I want to see you tomorrow to talk about some papers and to sign the contract."

„Okey sir, when should i come?"

„How about 2 pm?"

„I'll be there sir! Thank you."

„Have a good day mr. Raizada."

„Thank you sir! Thank you, bye." said ayaan and cut the call.

„I got the job..i got the job! Yess!!" he said getting excited.

„Now i'll see tara everyday and have her around me." he said thinking about her.