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Desi Love

“Damn it, who locked the door?” Arnav shouted banging the door.

“It must be Anjali” said a voice.
Arnav turned to check who that is & gifted with the beautiful sight of Khushi bathed in the light. He kept staring at her. Khushi felt nervous seeing him looking at her like that. She fidgeted with the pallu of her sari. 

“Yeah, I forget about her.” Arnav said, to release the tension engulfed them.

“She is always like that, possessive and protective”

“So you are Khushi?”

“How do you know that?”

“A wild guess…& you are different”

“Different!How?”

“You are so innocent and err…unique”

“Unique and me? You must be mistaken”

“You are different from all that plastic faced girls. This bindi, nose pin, and mehandi make you so beautiful. They make you different from others.”

“I thought that you will find me funny with all this things.”

“No, you got me attracted towards you.” Khushi blushes a little.

“So where are you from Khushi? How did you met Anjali?”

“I am from Rajasthan; I met Anjali when she visited Rajasthan for her vacation. She likes me a lot and takes care of me like her own baby. You know we are lucky to be with Anjali, she will take care of us very well unlike her friends.”

“I found her annoying. She always kept kissing me.” Arnav made a disgusting face and Khushi laughed at him.

“The fact is that she is so good at heart.”
“Whatever”

“So Arnav, tell me about you?”

“About me…hmm, I am from US & struck here because of Anjali’s dear uncle.”

“You don’t like staying here?”

“Hmm, if someone asked me this question before I would have replied yes instantly. Now, I think I have found some particular person and I don’t mind staying here.” Arnav said eyeing Khushi. She understood what he meant and blushed.

“Are you ready for our marriage Khushi?”

“Yes….No…I mean I….err…are you ready to marry someone like me?”

“What do you mean by ‘someone’ like you?”

“I am not like those modern girls. i don’t have hairs like….”

“Shhh” Arnav placed his finger on her mouth

“You are beautiful Khushi and I don’t mind marry you at all."

Khushi smiled at him and said
“I…err…like you”

“Khushi you know, you are so cute, and I too like you. Is this your first marriage?" Arnav asked her.

"No, it's my third marriage."

"What happened to your previous husbands?"

"First one got damaged and Anjali gave him to the maid. Second one was bitten and scrapped by the dog."

"I hope I will be okay." Arnav prayed.

"You will be because Anjali loves you a lot." Khushi told him and he smiled at her.

"What about you?" Khushi asked him.

"It will be my first marriage. Don't know how many times I have to do this in future!!" Hearing this Khushi giggled a little.

*****

Anjali opened the room and rushed to take out the bride and groom.

*****

“Yeah, finally Arnav married my Khushi” a 5 year old Anjali clapped overwhelming with happiness. The kids around them too clapped in joy.
There sat the toys named Arnav and Khushi after being married with the help of Anjali and her friends.
Don’t you want to see the Arnav and Khushi who belongs to little Anjali. Here is the newlyweds:

Running away to save myself from rotten tomatoes and egges. 🏃🏃🏃
This is one of my crazy ideas.
Sorry, if you get pissed off by this.
The conversation was between toy Arnav and Khushi.... Just like night at the museum, they comes alive at night.

Now you know that my screw is little bit loose 😛😝

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