Ranbir Kohli, known to the world as RK, wasn't just a name; he was a phenomenon. India adored him. From the bustling streets of Mumbai to the serene backwaters of Kerala, from the snowy hills of Kashmir to the golden deserts of Rajasthan—he had fans everywhere. And it wasn't just India; London, New York, and even Tokyo had Kohli fans who swooned over his charm.

At just 28, he was the perfect blend of boy-next-door charm and Bollywood hero charisma. His playful antics, paired with his razor-sharp business acumen, made him irresistible. And yet, he was still grounded in the values his family had instilled in him.

[Scene: The RK Industries Office—Morning Buzz]

The glass-paneled office was buzzing. Employees, mostly women, couldn't stop whispering about RK.

Employee 1: "Arre, suno na! Aaj Ranbir sir ka favorite color pehnu toh shayad notice kare(Hey, listen! If I wear Ranbir sir's favorite color he might notice me.)"

Esha: Kis kon se? Sapne mein bhi nahi (From what angle? Not even in your dream)" 

Employee 2: (laughing) "Notice karega? Ranbir sir sabko smile dete hain, lekin kisi ek pe nazar tikti hi nahi(Will notice? Ranbir Sir gives smile to everyone, but never fixes his gaze on anyone.)" 

Employee 3: (dramatically) "Because he's waiting for 'the one.' Aur woh 'one' toh main ho sakti hoon(Because he's waiting for 'that one.' And that 'one' I can be!)" 

Esha: "Mujhe lagta hai ki aapko reality check ki jaroorat hai. Chipkali bhaag jao(I feel like you need a reality check. Run away lizard.)"

[Cut to RK's Entry]

The elevator doors slid open, and RK stepped out, wearing a crisp white shirt, the sleeves casually rolled up, paired with dark trousers. His dimpled smile lit up the entire floor, and every woman in sight practically stopped breathing for a second.

RK: (playfully, as he walked past the stunned employees) "Good morning, team! Kaam kam, gossip zyada chal raha hai na yahan(Good morning, team! There is less work and more gossip going on here, isn't it?)" 

The employees quickly straightened, trying to act professional.

Employee 4: (whispering to her friend) "Bas ek baar 'hi' bol de, toh main faint ho jaoon(Just say 'hi' once and I will become crazy.)" 

As RK passed by the reception, he noticed the young intern fumbling nervously with her papers. He crouched slightly, his warm smile immediately putting her at ease.

RK: "Nervous? Don't be. Tumhare ideas suna maine, achhe hain. Relax karo, you'll do great (Nervous? Don't be. I heard your ideas, they are good. Relax, you'll do great.)" 

The intern turned beet red as she nodded, her heartbeat skyrocketing.

[Scene: The Neighborhood]

Outside the office, RK wasn't just a businessman. He was the unofficial prince of the neighborhood. Whether it was kids playing cricket or aunties gossiping, everyone adored him.

Child 1: "Ranbir bhaiya, ball phir se chhat pe chali gayi(Ranbir bhaiya, the ball has gone to the roof again!)" 

RK smiled, effortlessly leaping to retrieve the ball from the roof. Handing it to the kids, he ruffled one of their heads.

RK: "Next time aim sahi karna, champ. Main hamesha superman nahi ban sakta(Next time get the aim right, champ. i can't always be superman!)"

The children cheered as he jogged back to his car, waving to an elderly uncle on the way.

Uncle: "Beta, shaadi ka kya plan hai? Aise handsome ladke ko zyada din single nahi rehna chahiye(Beta, what are your wedding plans? Such a handsome boy should not remain single for long.)" 

RK: (grinning) "Plan mera nahi, family ka hai. Meri soulmate toh bhagwan aur mummy-papa milke dhundhenge(The plan is not mine, but the family's. God and my parents will together find out my soulmate.)" 

This answer, as always, became the talk of every auntie's chai session for days.

[Scene: A National Phenomenon]

RK's fame wasn't limited to his neighborhood or office. His smile was plastered across billboards from Delhi to Dubai. TV anchors couldn't stop mentioning him, and social media buzzed with fan posts daily.

Fan 1 (Mumbai): "Ranbir Kohli is the dream husband material. Matlab, shaadi toh issi se karni hai(Ranbir Kohli was dream husband material. I mean , this is the one I have to marry.)" 

Esha: Oh hello...us Prabarians won't let that happen!

Fan 2 (Bangalore): "Uska smile dekh ke din ban jaata hai. I can't even(Seeing his smile makes the day. I can't even!)" 

Fan 3 (Tokyo): "RK-san is kawaii and kakkoii! (cute and cool!)"

Despite all this attention, RK remained grounded. He'd tease his friends about their crushes, spend hours with his nephew Kairav playing games, and would never forget to touch his dad Naitik's feet before leaving for work.

When asked why someone as perfect as him didn't have a girlfriend, RK always smiled and gave the same reply:

RK: "Pyaar ek aisi cheez hai jo plan karke nahi hota. Mujhe meri family par pura bharosa hai ki jo bhi ladki meri soulmate banegi, woh unka aur bhagwan ka choice hoga. Jab milegi, toh duniya ruk jayegi(Love is something that cannot be planned. I have full faith in my family that whichever girl becomes my soulmate, it will be their and God's choice. When we meet, the world will stop.)" 

Esha: Thank you Ranbir...at least it is 100 times better than that so called pyaar dosti hai(love is friendship) from SRK. Ugh!

Of course, this answer only made him more desirable.

Fan 4 (Delhi): "Duniya ka sabse eligible bachelor hai. Aur kitna wait karenge(He is the most eligible bachelor in the world. Now how much will he wait."

Esha: That we too are thinking about...

But RK? He was in no hurry. For now, his playful, loving, and slightly childish nature kept him the king of hearts. And whether it was schoolgirls, working women, or global CEOs, they all had one thing in common:

They couldn't stop falling for RK.

The Kohli mansion was a sprawling estate that screamed grandeur yet felt warm and inviting. The grand chandelier in the living room glittered brightly, casting a golden glow over the family sitting together. The Kohli family prided themselves on their bond, and tonight was no different—a regular family evening, filled with laughter, teasing, and love.

Naitik Kohli, the head of the family, sat in his favorite armchair, sipping chai and reading the newspaper. Kartik, his eldest son, lounged on the sofa, his phone in hand, half-listening to his wife Naira's chatter. Kairav, their 7-year-old, zoomed around the room with a toy car, giggling loudly.

And then there was RK, sprawled on the carpet, legs crossed like a carefree teenager, arguing with Kairav over whose car was faster.

RK: "Arre, Kairav beta, tumhari car toh bas dudh lene jaati hai. Dekho meri car—Vroom! Direct Formula 1 racer (Hey, Kairav ​​beta, your car just goes to get milk. Look at my car—Vroom! Direct Formula 1 Racer!)" 

Kairav: (giggling but competitive) "Chachu, meri wali ko dekho! Ye Superman wali car hai, sabse fast(Uncle, look at this one! This is Superman's car, the fastest!)" 

RK: (mock shocked) "Kya baat kar rahe ho?! Superman bhi meri car se haar jayega! Chalo, ab ek race lagao(What are you saying?! Even Superman will be defeated by my car! Come on, have a race now!)" 

Kairav squealed in delight as RK revved up his imaginary engine.

Naira walked in with a tray of samosas and chutney, setting it down on the center table.

Naira: "Bas bas, dono ki car race ke chakkar mein table mat tod dena! Pehle snacks khalo, phir khelna (Just don't break the table while racing their cars! Eat snacks first, then play.)" 

RK: (grinning, picking up a samosa) "Waise Bhabhi, aapke samose toh Formula 1 jitne tez khatam ho jaate hain. Yeh secret kya hai(By the way Bhabhi, your samosas finish as fast as Formula 1. What is this secret?)" 

Naira: (pretending to scold him) "Secret? Tumhare pyaar ka asar hai, Ranbir! Aur tum khud toh khaate ho, lekin doosre ke mooh ke samose bhi le jaate ho (Secret? Your love has an impact, Ranbir! And you eat it yourself, but you also take samosas from someone else's mouth!)" 

Everyone laughed as RK playfully tried to steal Kartik's samosa. Kartik swatted his hand away.

Kartik: "Oye Ranbir, tumhare flirting ke tricks meri biwi par nahi chalenge, samjhe(Hey Ranbir, your flirting tricks will not work on my wife, understand?)" 

RK: (with mock innocence)"Arre Bhai, aapki biwi meri Bhabhi hai. Yeh toh pyar ka haq hai(Hey brother, your wife is my sister-in-law. This is the right of love!)" 

Naitik folded his newspaper and looked at the chaos with a fond smile.

Naitik: "Kya din aa gaye hain, haan. Ranbir, tumhare flirt karne ke din khatam ho jaayenge jab tumhari shaadi hogi (What days these have been, yes. Ranbir, your days of flirting will end when you get married.)" 

RK: (smirking) "Papa, meri shaadi toh tab hogi jab aap log kisi ko pasand karenge. Main toh bas ready hoon apne 'soulmate' ke liye(Papa, my marriage will happen only when you guys like someone. I am so ready for my 'oppression')" 

Naira: (teasing) "Acha? Soulmate ke liye ready ho, lekin us bechari ka pata hai kya? Kitni ladhiyan line mein hai tumhare liye. Koi faint ho rahi hai, koi apna naam tumhare naam ke saath likh rahi hai (Really? You are ready for soulmate, but what do you know about this poor girl? How many people are in line for you. Someone is fainting, someone is writing her name along with your name.)" 

Esha: Voh agali baar aapake saamane kisi ka khulaasa hone wala hai bhabhi(That someone is going to be revealed to you next time sister-in-law.)" 

Naira: Kya aap yah nirnay lene wale Bhagwan hain(Are you God to decide that?)

Esha: Maybe a messenger 😁

Kartik: (joining in) "Waise Papa, agar Ranbir ki shaadi ki baat chidi toh mujhe lagta hai, media wale live telecast karenge. 'Nation wants to know: RK ka dulhan kaun hai? (By the way, Papa, if the talk of Ranbir's marriage comes up then I think the media people will do live telecast. 'Nation Wants to Know: Who is RK's bride?)" 

The family burst into laughter, with RK pretending to be embarrassed.

RK: (dramatically) "Arre, bas bas! Mujhe toh bas ek hi chahiye, jo meri family ko bhi pasand ho... aur jo mujhe tolerate kar sake(Hey, that's it! I just need one person who my family likes and who can tolerate me.)" 

Kairav: (jumping in) "Main bhi uski help karunga Chachu ki shaadi mein(I will also help her in my uncle's wedding.)" 

Kairav: You will sweetheart 😊😉

RK: (hugging Kairav) "Mera champ! Tum toh sabse important ho. Tumhe approve karna hoga meri dulhan ko(My champ! You are the most important. You have to approve my bride.)" 

Suddenly, the family dog, Bruno, ran into the room, barking excitedly. RK grabbed a cushion, pretending to shield himself.

RK: "Arre Bruno bhai, samose chahiye kya? Naira Bhabhi ko bolo, woh tumhare liye special banayengi(Hey Bruno Bro, do you want samosas? Tell Naira sister-in-law, she will make something special for you.)" 

Naira: "Haan haan, sab ke samose ka budget tumhari flirt se khatam ho raha hai, Ranbir(Yes yes, everyone's samosa budget is getting exhausted because of your flirtation, Ranbir!)" 

The room was filled with laughter, love, and a warmth that only a close-knit family like the Kohlis could have.

As the evening stretched on, the Kohli family continued their banter, their love for each other.

🌟 Announcement for My Wattpad Fam! 🌟

Hey lovelies! 💖

The moment we've all been waiting for is ALMOST here! 😍✨

Our dearest Ranbir Kohli—the heartthrob, the charmer, and the man who's captured all our imaginations—is about to see Prachi for the very first time! 😱💘 And trust me, it's going to be special beyond words!

Get ready for:

✨ Heart-stopping stares.

✨ Emotions so raw, even RK won't know how to handle them.

✨ A moment that will make you swoon, smile, and maybe tear up (just a little).

🔥 Brace yourselves for their first-ever meeting in the upcoming chapter! 🔥

Will it be a twist of fate, or is destiny finally bringing them together? 💞

👉 Don't miss this milestone in their story—tell your friends, share the excitement, and let's all experience the magic of RK and Prachi together!

Drop your thoughts below! 📝

💬 What do you think their first meeting will be like? Who's more likely to fall first—Ranbir or Prachi? Let's chat!

Stay tuned, loves. The best is yet to come! 💖