Khushi opened her eyes lazily after her enemy named "Sun" started peeking through the window of her room and disturbed her sleep, "What yaar? You came again Sun ke bacche.. You can't see me sleeping right, always reminding me that I have to work! I really hate you Sunny!"

She blabbered to herself and unwillingly left her best friend "Bed", taking her clothes she headed hurriedly to the bathroom.

"Khushi.. Khushi.. Jaldi kaar (Hurry up).. How much time will you take to freshen up?.. Tomorrow I'm going to be first using the bathroom.. Khushiiiiiii.. I'm also getting late for office.." Payal cried.

"Two minutes Jiji.." Khushi shouted from the bathroom.

Payal sighed and arranged her clothes on her hand, humming a random song while waiting for her sister to walk out of the bathroom.

"How much time you take in bathroom Sanki?" Buaji complained when she saw Khushi opening the door and was about to walk in the bathroom when Payal held her hand, "Where do you think you're going Buaji?"

"To freshen up Payalia.. I need to pray and I'm already getting late because of this Sanki.." Buaji widened her eyes explaining.

"Buaji I came second here.. So I'm going to use the bathroom and I'm also getting late for office.. My boss will fire me if I get late, but God ji will not fire you ok!" Payal said sarcastically and entered in the bathroom without hearing further arguments from Buaji.

"Buaji do you remember that Salman ji movie? Oh God.. Tussi Great Ho!?" Khushi smiled chirpily.

Buaji hit her head playfully, "Here I'm getting late to pray and you're worried about Salman's movie.. Do you keep dreaming about him while bathing that you take this much time?"

Khushi giggled sheepishly and ran towards her room to escape from Buaji's lecture.

She took her phone checking the messages, that's when Mr. What the thoughts started running on her mind. She smirked and took Payal's phone, opening his chat and re-reading their messages all over again with same excitement she had while chatting with him yesterday.

"Shall I send him Good morning?" she thought confused, "No no.. Why should I? Yesterday I messaged him first, so today it's his turn!"

She kept the phone back and smiled to herself like crazy, "Who is he? I'm so curious to see his face.. But I can't even ask for his picture otherwise he will also ask mine.."

"Guess we will continue like this till I have courage to show myself to you.." she pouted.

"I don't know about your face, but you have such a husky voice Mr. What the.. I felt goosebumps yesterday while talking with you.." she said to herself, blushing.

All her thoughts came to a halt, when Payal's phone rang and she glanced at the phone side, widening her eyes she cried, "Mr. What the!!!!!"

She took the phone and quickly opened his message, "Good morning Baby girl.. Wish you a wonderful day ahead!"

Her excited fingers started typing to reply him immediately and her lips curved into a shy smile reading the message again and again, but suddenly she pouted and deleted what she wrote thinking, "No.. I shouldn't message him so quickly otherwise he will think I'm too desperate to talk with him.."

She nodded agreeing with herself and kept the phone back, "Wait for 6 minutes Mr. What the.. I will reply you!"

She started to pray that these 6 minutes pass like seconds but unfortunately it always happens the opposite! Time is someone's enemy after all, it never waits for you and makes you wait for him!

Finally the waiting phase passed away, and she quickly took Payal's phone and started typing the message, "Good morning for you too Mr. What the.. Wish you the same!"

"Thanks Baby girl :)" came his quick reply.

"Aww he replied so quickly to me and I made him wait for six minutes.. What will he think of me? That I think too much of myself?" she started crying dramatically.

"Have you had your breakfast?" came another message from him.

Khushi rubbed her eyes cutely and read his message, a small smile appeared on her face, "Not yet.."

"Great.. I haven't also! Let's have together.." she received his message and widened her eyes.

"We don't know each other names and you're inviting me to have breakfast with you?" she typed.

"Relax Baby girl.. I meant at the same time ;).. You in your house and I in mine!" she read his reply and beat herself with a pillow for asking such a fool question.

"Oh okay.. Shall we?" she bit her lips replying to him.

"I'm on my way to the dinning hall =).." he replied.

Khushi ran towards the dinning hall giggling while typing to him, "I'm already at the dinning hall :D.. I won!"

"Oh really.. Foodie!" he replied.

She laughed at his reply and earned suspicious glances from her Amma and Bauji.

"These kids nowadays are becoming mad Shashi ji.. Just look at your daughter is laughing alone with her phone.. Yesterday I went to market and saw a girl talking with her own phone.. Can you believe it?" Garima pouted complaining.

"Amma that's video call.. Now we can see each other through our phones.." Khushi explained laughing at her mother.

"Don't explain me all this technology things.. I don't understand anything.." Garima shook her head in disbelief.

"After all you're outdated!" Shashi grinned.

"Of course.. I cooked chicken lasagna for you.. Did you mother ever cooked that for you?" Garima showed the last plate on her hand to Shashi as if the plate was her index finger.

Shashi looked back at his plate quietly knowing well that's impossible to win an argument with his wife.

Khushi giggled having fun at the cost of their fights. Garima sighed hard and kept the plate on the last seat for Payal, then went towards the kitchen to bring their breakfast.

Khushi stood up and went to help her before she starts complaining that her daughters are lazy.

After serving Shashi and Khushi their food, Garima sat on her chair, "Are you fine now? You had headache last night.."

She asked concernedly and Shashi nodded sideways pouting, "You scolded me now.."

"App bhi na.. You're father of two grown up girls and behaving like baby.." Garima gasped smiling shyly.

"Pacify Bauji now Amma!" Khushi chuckled placing a morsel on her mouth.

"Shut up Sanki.. Eat your breakfast properly now.." Garima hit Khushi's head who was sitting just beside her.

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"Chote do you want more paratha?" Anjali asked smiling.

"Rani Sahiba I haven't had one till yet and you're asking your brother who already ate one!" Shyam pouted.

"Di ke liye.. I'm always first, hain na?" Arnav smirked seeing his brother in law... No, his brother, his best friend jealous.

"It's nothing like that.. Chote will go to office and I know he won't eat anything.. That's why I get worried for him.." Anjali said.

"Don't I go to court and handle criminals everyday? Shouldn't you be more worried for me?" Shyam widened his eyes.

"Chote has diabetes.." Anjali pouted.

"I have loveria also.." Shyam tickled her on her waist. Anjali giggled.

"Hello hi bye bye have some shame you both.. Sasuma is here!" Mami said to Anjali and Shyam, smiling shyly.

Anjali and Shyam sat properly on their seats embarrassed.

"I have no problem Manorama.. I'm might old by age, but my heart is still young.." Nani smirked.

Anjali, Shyam, Mami and Mama gasped with wide eyes while Arnav, Akash and NK smirked cheering for their Modern Nani.

"ek ladki ko dekha to aisa laga... (when I saw this girl, she seemed to me like...)

jaise khilata gulaab (like a blooming rose)

jaise shaayar ka khvaab (like a poet's dream)

jaise ujali kiran (like a glowing ray of light)" Nani started singing slowly and giggling.

Arnav face palmed, here he thought his modern Nani would sing something new and here she was singing 1942: A love story movie song.

Akash and NK looked at each other giggling to make her feel good, but exchanged weird looks to each other.

"That's very modern Nani.." Arnav said sarcastically.

"It is modern.. There's a movie coming up: Ek Ladki ko dekha to aisa laga!" Nani pouted.

"Sasuma is right.. There's really new movie and I can't wait to watch!" Mami said excitedly.

Arnav rolled his eyes and stood up to go, HP ran with his coat and bag and handled it to him, "Have a good day Bhaiya" HP said in English.

Arnav turned to him with suspicious look, "When did you learn English?"

"Nani Ji was watching movie and I saw a lady wishing to her grumpy husband a good day.. He smiled to her.. So I thought.." HP said biting his lips embarrassed.

"Do I look like your grumpy husband?" Arnav glared at him.

"Nahin.. And today I learned that these movies are really fictional, there he smiled and here you're got more angry with me Bhaiya.." HP said trembling and ran for his life.

"Unbelievable.." Arnav sighed and walked towards the door checking his phone, but he got no messages from Baby girl.

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XYZ shop

"Hello Sarita ma'am " Khushi greeted a lady walking in the shop, "How's your day?"

"What to tell you Khushi? My husband keeps throwing parties.. I need a new dress everyday.." Sarita, a high class woman said with attitude and fake sigh as if saying she's tired of buying clothes everytime.

"Acha? Then why don't you repeat one of your dresses and save your poor husband's money?" Khushi thought to herself faking a smile to the woman in front of her.

"Why to worry Sarita ma'am when Khushi is here? I will show you the best dresses that all women will be jealous of you.. No one will be like you in that party and your pictures will not leave the magazines for a long time! When everyone talk about that party then they will be compelled to talk about you, your dress, your beauty.. Wah wow!" Khushi said smiling and twirled the lady taking her in dream land.

"Let's go ma'am.." Khushi clicked her fingers breaking the woman's dream, Sarita was already imagining herself in the party with the most beautiful and expensive dress, the media behind her taking pictures and praising her beauty, all women with spoiled mood because she's stole the show and all men eyes on her.. In her dream, her husband came to spoil her moment and in reality, it was Khushi who clicked her fingers on her face.

Khushi escorted her to a rack, showing the latest designed dresses, "I think this royal blue will suit you the best.. You'll look no less than Katrina Kaif!"

"Really? Oh God.. I always like you to attend me Khushi, you're the only one who understands me better.." the woman blushed, rolling her eyes smiling.

"Same line I used for every high class woman like you and they give same reaction as you.." Khushi thought to herself smirking.

"Do you want to try? Shall I accompany you till the trial room?" Khushi asked politely.

"Yes sure.." Sarita nodded and both went towards the trial room.

"What kind of magic you've Khushi? All rich women are behind you! Teach us some techniques also.." her colleague said laughing at the woman who went to the trial room.

"It's nothing yaar.. Just praise them to the fullest and they will buy something otherwise they keep showing tantrums and threatening us that if don't something good they will go to another shop as they are rich enough.. This is the problem with rich women who think high of themselves.." Khushi said shaking her head.

"See another one came.. You go and try my technique.." Khushi patted her colleague's back.

Her colleague did the same as Khushi did with Sarita, and the lady started talking well with her. She turned to Khushi and Khushi winked at her.

"Khushi.. How does it look on me?" Sarita walked out the trial room, smirking and twirled in front of Khushi with attitude and arrogance.

"If you were a movie, you would have been a blockbuster ma'am.. Wah.. Wah!" Khushi praised.

Sarita giggled and pinched Khushi's cheek, "You're too good girl.."

"Let me take this dress and pack it for you and you will pay at the counter.." Khushi smiled and Sarita nodded satisfied.

One client was done! Khushi sat on a chair bored while waiting for other clients, this shop doesn't stay much crowded with clients as it only has expensive dresses designed especially for those who can afford it. She glanced at Payal's phone, and smiled thinking to message Mr. What the.

"What will I message him?" she thought pouting, "What is he doing? Work obviously.. By the way, now I'm curious what is his profession?" she thought to herself.

"Mr. What the busy ho kya?" she typed and waited for his reply.

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AR..

Arnav was talking with his business partners in conference room when his phone beeped gaining everyone's attention, "I'll just put it in silent.." he said in formal tone and took his phone to silence it but the notification he got put him in a dilemma. Reply to his Baby girl or attend his meeting?

"ASR can we continue?" Mr. Ray asked.

"Sure.." Arnav nodded, his fingers quickly replied to her in between and his eyes were on Mr. Ray faking attention to them man, "Kind of :(.. Meeting main hoon (I'm in a meeting)"

"Oops sorry.." came her reply.

Arnav took his phone again and everyone looked at him again, he looked up to them, "Go ahead.. I'm listening!"

"It's ok" he replied and silenced his phone, giving attention to his business partners.

Aman and Akash exchanged looks, they were wondering who stole Arnav's attention in middle of an important meeting. They were sure it's not Anjali, because he would scold his Di also for disturbing him and then pacify her if she got upset with him and Anjali rarely calls him now knowing how much angry her brother gets when she calls for him unnecessaryly.

As soon as the meeting finished, Arnav took his phone and walked out of the conference room, typing on the way, "Not busy now :)"

"Something is wrong here.." Akash whispered to Aman both walking like detectives behind Arnav with suspicious look on their faces.

"I think so too.." Aman said, "Isn't he planning to murder Mr. Vikas, his business enemy? Maybe he is talking with a contract killer.." Aman said raising his brows with wide eyes.

"My brother is not a criminal.. He knows how to pay back ok.." Akash rolled his eyes and smacked Aman's shoulder.

"Then what.." they both stopped whispering to themselves when Arnav turned back to them. They immediately straightened up themselves and stopped walking.

"What the.." Arnav glared at both, "What the hell are you both doing behind me?"

"Walking.." both replied acting casually.

"Oh really.. With more than needed space in the corridor for everyone to walk, you both decided to walk behind me!" Arnav said sarcastically.

"Those who hide something get scared when people follow them.." Aman said staring at him with accusing eyes.

"What the.." Arnav shrugged keeping his phone on the pocket, "Did you had a drink before coming here that you're replying to me like that? I'm not your damn wife for you to doubt on me Aman.." he finished serious.

"I really got drunk.. I'm seeing you as my wife.. my future wife talking with her lover on phone and I'm getting suspicious.." Aman laughed nervously acting like drunk, "I'm drunk.. Nagin Nagin Kitne Shots Piye Na Gin.." Aman sang walking like drunk man slowly for a while, then ran away from there escaping from Arnav's anger.

"Are you drunk also?" Arnav asked to Akash.

"No.. I only drank coffee.. Black coffee!" Akash smiled sheepishly and ran away from there.

Arnav shook his head and took out his phone heading to the fifth floor to reach his cabin.

"Busy business man!" she had replied minutes ago which he wasted by talking with Aman and Akash.

He chuckled and started typing, "Any problem Baby girl?"

"Not at all ;) .. I like men in suit!" he read her reply and frowned a bit.

"Men?" he asked.

"No women :D.." she replied and he shook his head muttering unbelievable.

"After you see me in suit.. You will forget all those men!" he typed.

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"I didn't mean that I drool over men in suit.. I just said that I like men in suit generally.." she explained after understanding that he took her words in wrong way. She was blushing noticing that he got jealous.

"What the.. Couldn't you explain like this earlier?" she read his reply and her mouth formed big "O" shape.

"Couldn't you understand this earlier?" she smirked.

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"Okay I give up! You won, happy?" he smirked. ASR give up for a girl that he didn't even saw her face as yet. He sat on his chair wondering about it.

"No! I was just teasing you.. It's wasn't argument where one has to win or lose!" he read her reply and smiled.

"Are you angry with me? Am I annoying?" came another message from her.

"No Baby girl.. I was just wondering if other women were like you then men would be saved from headaches!" he replied.

"Haha.. I'm unique!" he read her reply.

"That you're.. Only for me, right?" he asked smiling.

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Khushi blushed hard reading his message.. His question!

It's true that she badly wanted to say yes, but he's just a stranger she chat with yesterday. She doesn't know anything about him.. Her heart is still fighting with these feelings!

"Just kidding.. Don't stress yourself Baby girl.." she read his message and blushed again.

"Won't you ask me what I do? My profession?" she typed.

"I thought you were at kindergarten Baby girl.." she read his reply and started laughing.

"Very funny *pout*.. I'm a sales girl!" she replied.

"Good.." she read his reply.

"I'm not rich like you're.. Guess not your type also ;)" she replied realizing that there's a difference between them.

"What the... I'm not behind rich woman! If you weren't my type I wouldn't be replying to you by now ok Baby girl!.. I don't have problem with you being a sales girl, the fact you're hard working and an independent woman is enough for me.. Never say this again!" she read his reply.

She smiled happily and forgot to answer him, just reading that message again and again.

"Baby girl.. What happened? Reply to me :(.. Will you stop talking with me because of this? Baby girl don't do this.. I don't have any problem with your profession!" she read his message and hit her forehead.

"Sorry.. I was just overwhelmed with your reply that I forgot to reply back :)" she typed quickly.

"Oh... Crazy Baby girl.. Don't give me such shocks again!" she read his reply and giggled.