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Nasik

Anjali and Preeta had sleeping bags on the floor of the terrace and both laid down and looked at the sky and stars. Anjali was annoyed with the electricity and pouts about the fact of not being able to look at the cricket match.

"I wonder if what it would be like to meet K.L and Karan sir. The first thing I will do is ask for an autograph and......", said Anjali as she trailed off.Of course Preeta didn't want to hear a single letter of what Anjali was saying and so before she could complete, Preeta interrupted. At this point she was very much annoyed and made the wrong words slip."and then what?"

Anjali of course, being her best friend understands her without a second glance so she decided to take a little advantage of the situation."And then I will ask both of them to marry you", she said in a sarcastic tone as she completed.

Preeta was quite casual with the comment, since it made no sense at all. It was just impossible to meet either of them. "You wouldn't do that to me", said Preeta. She thought for a while and then looked at Anjali whom was dying with laughter silently unnoticed by Preeta. Preeta gulped as she thought of her daring best friend.

"would you?"

Anjali makes herself comfortable, turned to the other side and silently giggled. She loved the thought of teasing her bestie as she is so innocent. Obviously you can tell that there would probably not be a dull moment in their lives when they're together.

"Maybe", Anjali continued with her teasing.

Preeta widened her eyes and looked at her shocking. Anjali turned around and stared. Suddenly they both burst into a humorous laugh. That was stupid and illogical. It made absolutely no sense at all.

Mumbai

Karan was at the after party and he was having a soft drink. These kind of stuff was common after a match and of course it tires him and his teammates.As the party finished, Karan drove home.

Karan Luthra lived in a massive Mansion. His family is joint and they all live happily. Of course, they'll have small family issues but it's always solved in the calmest way possible.

The Mansion comprised of a turquoise colour from the swimming pool that combines well with the cream colour of the mansion to give that luxury feel of this dream home.

Palm trees surrounded the pool that gave it a natural feel.
The Luthras lived royally in the grey painted walls.

Karan was exhausted. As he arrived home Rishabh came towards him and hugged him. Rishabh luthra, the eldest Luthra sibling and heir of the Luthra Fim producing company. Both Rishabh and Sameer congratulated him for the successful match. The rest of the family came there and also congratulated him."So proud of you sonny boy", said Rakhi as she engulfed him in a hug. Rakhi Luthra was the mother of three and loved them equally. The Luthra boys had their different likings in their careers.

The eldest Luthra boy was next in line to handle his father's film industry and took that job very seriously because it meant everything to his father and grandmother (Dadi).

The youngest Luthra sibling was an actor. He began his career at the age of thirteen when he got chosen for a role in a small audition for a kids' movie.

The second son of the Luthras was the most distant from his family due to a scenario less than five years ago. Karan Luthra is the captain of the present BPL cricket team. His career began around eight years ago being one of the youngest cricketer.

Sameer, being the jealous Luthra pouts and looked towards the mother, son duo. "aha, sonny boy, no love for me?" Srishti came towards him and kissed his cheek." Of coarse shorty, am i not here?". Sameer smiled at his wife.

Srishti Sameer Luthra is the baby of the Luthras and one could say the most loved.She's newly married and is still adjusting. She is very outspoken and sarcastic.

Both hugged each other and later everyone went to bed. Karan was extremely exhausted. The next morning, there was no doubt that he would be tired. Karan unwantedly woke up. He went for a bath and cool his mind. After dressing he got a call from Rahul. He picked the call and before he could speak, his buddy beat him to it."Karan, the concert was a huge success and guess what?", He said in an excited tone.

Karan was very annoyed at this point as Rahul didn't even greet him. "You are gonna resign as my drum player", Karan said in the most sarcastic way possible.

" Haha very bad joke and no i am never resigning even if you tell me to. Plus even if i do, i am still a photographer also", Rahul tried speaking in a business manner.

"It was a bad joke but yet you laughed. I see you have been over confident lately Mr. Rahul Khanna"

"I know, ok lets get to the point of why i called",Rahul said as he switched to serious mode.

"Oh yeah, i totally forgot, go on"

Having a best buddy whom you can trust is a hard thing to find. In this world, only betrayal is seen more than trust and fate. Karan and Rahul grew up together and were an example of true friendship. Wanting to become a singer was Karan's biggest dream before cricket and his family never allowed him to go through with it. Rahul had been beside Karan through thick and thin and supported him in his every motive. Even though being best buds and having to support each other, they must always correct each when knowing they're headed to the wrong path.

"Well the concert was a big success but there is a small problem"

" What is it?", Karan asked immediately."Your music composer quit the job", Rahul said after a long pause."What why?". Karan was quite astonished by this. Having a wonderful voice didn't mean you could sing just like that. It required training and many requirements. Karan was from one of those whose mind and heart was somewhere else. To express is a fear in his book of thoughts. He had attempted several times to write and express his emotions but of course he can't.

" He wanted to go work abroad and also spend time with his wife and children", Rahul explained.

"Are you serious right now?"

"Yes i am not kidding".

Karan was very angry at this point. After solving a problem one comes after the other."These people and their wives,they have their husbands under their finger"

"Karan, I know that this is gonna be hard for you but i think you should try writing or atleast quote something, you'll have to learn to express one day or the other", Rahul explained.

"I choose other, plus, we'll find a composer"

"Very funny Karan, finding a composer is not that easy, that too, a personal one"

"Fine, print posters for audition of lyric composer and post job offer online. We have to get one as soon as possible"

"Don't worry, I will try,there is also some other good news"

"Finally, something good about this day,what is it?", Karan asked with at most curiosity. Having good news from Rahul Khanna is never good. "He must have gotten himself in trouble again", Karan thought.

"You got an offer for singing in a new film that is going to shoot next month", Blurted Rahul as he took a deep breath out in which he didn't know he was holding.Telling news to Karan is a very hard process as his reaction to stuff is priceless."Oh my god we have to celebrate. Come at my house tonight, we will celebrate together bro and i am grateful to have you by my side at all time".Both got emotional at the same time. They always supported one another in any difficult time and are like brothers. They share everything with one another.

"Okay see you later bro and don't drink and drive", Karan joked before hanging up."Are you serious Karan? I never touched that substance in my life",Rahul continues but heard no response. He let out a smile and sighed as he passed his hand through his hair before staring at his wallpaper."Pagal"

Nasik

The Next Day

Preeta left for her job but ended up arriving extremely late. She quickly wore her apron and started cleaning cafe tables. Her boss came up to her with an envelope. "Preeta here is your last salary", he said as he handed her a white envelope."Sir,Last salary?" Preeta stared with widened eyes having nothing else to say. This can't be happening. This job is basically her only living. Having no qualification for almost nothing is equal to death according to Preeta.

"You're fired"

He left a shocked Preeta outside the cafe. Her thoughts were definitely not functioning. She returned home only to find the entire home in disorder. She opened the door slowly only to find broken glass on the ground and torn curtains lying on the window sill. Sarla was seated on the couch with tears and trembling fright.

"Maa", Preeta blurted as she process her thoughts on the surrounding. With baby steps, she silently sit next to sarla. She heard Sarla mumbling and Preeta tried to calm her down. "They took everything", Sarla kept murmuring the same sentence over and over again. Preeta looked at her helplessly.

At that moment Anjali came to the Arora's house and saw the place being in an unusual state. She saw the duo silent and she approached them slowly."What happened?", She asked as she observed the surrounding. Preeta burst into tears.

"Anjali, they...took everything, money, jewelry and even home equipment",Preeta went towards her and hugged her tightly. Anjali tried to calm her. What will they do now. Anjali would gladly help help them but surely they would refuse.

"Preeta, aunty ji, please, go take some rest we will decide in the morning. Okay?"

"She is right maa. Let's get some rest. Tomorrow i will go out to look for a job okay and here keep this with you", Preeta wipes her tears and faked a smile. Preeta hands her mother her last salary she got from her last job. Anjali went outside, put on her helmet and rode her motor cycle back home. As she arrived she took a shower and was pacing in her room thinking on what to do. She really wants to help Preeta as they are her only family.

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