AriKa One Shot : We are the Future ...!

With time, things have changed, equations have changed. This new chapter of life is an altogether new experience for her. Exactly two weeks ago, Tripura Sundari Nagarajan confessed her love and heartfelt emotions for Karan Khanna, the heartthrob of millions, who had his eyes only for one, his Tanpura. His possessive nature, his caring attitude towards her, has made her feel loved and special that nobody else could ever do to her.

Tipsy sat in her living room sipping her black coffee and listening to her favourite Carnatic music. There was this mischievous smile playing on her soft lips. Ideally, she should be enjoying the music and coffee but her eyes narrated a different story. She was missing her man, her only superstar, her client-turned-love interest Karan Khanna. But he must be busy with something. She thought. So what? I too am important in his life. She contradicted herself.

In no time, she picked her phone up which was lying on the side table and called him. In three rings, he picked her call. 'Hi, darling! Now this is telepathy, I was about to call you and check on you' he grinned while running his fingers through his hair.

'But you did not.' she pretended both to sound low and suppress her smile.

'Wait, what happened? You are not sounding alright. What's wrong? You okay?' He was worried for her.

'Nahi, I'm good, nothing much to worry about, please don't take stress, I'll be fine in a few days' she closed her eyes tightly knowing what's going to come next.

'Goddammit, what's wrong, you're scaring the death out of me. I swear I'll not spare you Tipsy' He was becoming restless now.

'Kuch nahi just a mild fever, feeling very weak, not able to walk properly. Par I'm fine' saying this she bit her tongue for telling lies to him.

'What the fuck? You are not able to walk properly? Main aa raha abhi! Tum bathroom kaise jaaogi nahi to? Oh god! Give me just twenty minutes Tipsy, I'll be right there' by then, he had already started walking out of the place. He just could not afford missing mini seconds too.

'Aiyyoo please no, Mr Khanna. You must be at your work right now. Work is important.' She knew her plan was working.

'Aiyyo waiyoo gaya bhaad mein, nothing is more important than you' saying this he cut the call and started driving.

*Thank you and sorry* she thought while biting her lower lip.

Minutes later she was walking to and fro in her living area thinking of how would he react when he would come to know of her lies? He was at times a cranky person and when it came to her, Karan could definitely show several emotions all at the same time. She was thinking of all the ways by which she would calm that mentally eight year old child. While she was engrossed in her thoughts and plans, her door bell rang, her heart paced up, she knew it was him. She walked up to the door and opened him.

'Aww, sorry you had to walk in here, I'm so sorry darling' saying this he held her through her shoulders lending her some support and at the same time showing her his concern.

She smiled slightly pretending to be still pale though knowing that her stupid plan won't last for long now.

He placed his hand on her forehead to check her temperature and then on her cheeks.

'It is normal Tipsy, this is your temperature every day' he rolled his eyes at her.

'Mujhe andar bukhaar lag raha hai, baahar nahi pata lagega' she pouted and mentally kicked herself for some really stupid things that she was saying.

'Look at me and then say that' Karan folded his hands and looked straight into her eyes.

'Okay, I'm so sorry, I lied. But nothing came into my mind at that time. I wanted you to be here with me' she looked down like a small student who escapes eye contact with her teacher when gets caught doing a mistake.

'But lying about your health? You know how much I hate such stupid things. I got so scared Tipsy, I would have gotten a heart attack while driving the car.' He left her standing at the door and moved inside her house.

She locked the door and followed him.

'Sorry naa, see I'm holding my ears too' she held her ears and waited for him to notice that.

He didn't turn back but surely stole a glance to check if she really meant what she said. Seconds later, he turned back to look at her.

'You know what Tipsy, you mean my world to me. The last few days of my life, with you being a part of it, have been the best days of my life. I cherish every second of it. Before you entered into my life, there was a void, I was so incomplete, so hollow but you fixed everything for me.'

He paused because his throat was choked. And she stood close to him with tears welled up in her eyes. He continued,

'The little things that you do for me, early morning messages, calling and checking if I had my lunch, late-night video calls, make me the happiest man alive. I don't know how to measure my love for you. But all I know is, that I have loved you with all my heart and soul. I may not be able to convey all my emotions to you, but you are the most special thing that has ever happened to me. Call me a thousand times, I'll come running a thousand times to you. But do not ever joke about your health. I may not be able to take it. I can't even imagine any wrong happening to you.'

He couldn't utter a single word further and engulfed her into a hug. She encircled her arms around his neck and held him tightly. Tears rolled down her cheeks that she was so blessed to have him in her life. She completely lucked out when it came to him.

'How do you manage this every time?' She whispered in his ear.

'What?' He loosened his grip on her and looked straight into her wet yet mesmerising eyes.

'How do you manage to say the sweetest of the things in the simplest of the manner and make me love you even more?'

'Karan Khanna ka charm hi aisa hai, tumhe dheere dheere pata chalega' saying this he headed towards her bedroom.

'Hey wait, where are you going? Are we done conversing?' She tried stopping him.

'I am just looking around. Ab aaya hoon to tumhara ghar to check kar loon. I can not stand for the whole day in your living area.'

'You are not allowed to touch anything without my permission'

'Blah blah, Karan Khanna Kisi Ki permission ka mohtaaj nahi hai'

'This is wrong Mr Khanna!' She tapped her foot.

'Aur mujhe weakness Ho rai Mr. Khanna main chal nahi paa rai, wo kya tha Tanpura?'

'That's your closet, wow' he headed towards the closet while she kept on making failed efforts to block his way and stop him somehow.

'Can I open it? Haha, of course, I can' He had this evil grin covering his pleasing face all the time.

He looked at all her clothes desirously and she looked at him marking his expressions as if he was a treasure hunt. 'Your clothes are quite revealing by the way, don't you think so?' He touched the fabric of some of her Kurtis and then turned to look at her.

'Ridiculous Mr Khanna, these can be as covered as clothes should be!'

'Yehi pehenke gayi thi na tum us din wahan?' he held her blue kurti that she wore while going out on a lunch date in Mahabaleshwar. He broke eye contact with her showing her that he was still pissed off about that day, that lunch date and her going out with Addu. 'Revealing body hugging stupid clothes huh' he murmured. 

'Sometimes I fail to understand you, Mr Khanna' saying this she held his right arm seeking his attention. 'I know you can not stand Addu, but don't you trust me? Addu sirf dost hai mera, aur aap, I can't even express it in words.' tears welled up in her eyes.

He rubbed his hand against his forehead. Seeing her weep in front of his eyes was the last thing he ever wished for. 'Are you mad Tipsy? I trust you with everything I have. Aur main mazaak kar raha hoon yaar, tang kar raha hoon tumhein! It is just that I am possessive for you. I don't want anybody to hurt you. Tum bahot innocent ho, your eyes speak volumes about your innocence. Your heart is so pure , I don't want you to go through even the minutest of the pains. Kyunki I won't be able to handle that' saying this he clutched her hands tightly. 'Aur waise bhi, mera bass chale to main tumhe sabse chupaa kar hi rakh loon, kisi ko naa dekhne do! It should be exclusively me all over in your eyes, tum tayaar ho to sirf mere liye, tum haso to uska kaaran main rahoon' saying this he brushed his thumb lightly over her lips and in reciprocation she shut her eyes savoring the moment.

Without wasting a single second he brought himself close to her ear and kissing her earlobe he whispered, 'aur waise bhi tumhaare body hugging clothes ka ek fayda to hai, they highlight your perfect curves. It is a treat to my sore eyes' whispering this he moved back.

'You're sick Mr Khanna!' she hit him a few times on his chest while he simply gave his mighty laugh.

When he looked back at the closet again, there was a drawer which was locked.

'Why is it locked? Where's the key?' He asked her.

'It has nothing significant Mr Khanna, are we done now?'

'Give me the key yaar, aisa kya hai jo chupa rahi ho mujhse!' He extended his hand to her.

She took the key out from beneath the pile of clothes and gave it to him.

'You're unbelievably stubborn' saying this she gritted her teeth at him. He was a little annoying at times, but then she loved every shade of his.

'Such words are music to my ears my only darling lady' he winked at her.

He opened the drawer to find an album in it.

'This is cute, wow' taking it out, he looked at her with an ear to ear grin plastered on his face. She was both nervous and embarrassed about what would be coming next.

He closed the closet and move towards her bed with the album in his hand. He sat comfortably on her bed and opened the album with all the plans to live the special moments of his special lady through the pictures.

'You are not allowed to laugh and make fun of me, Mr Khanna. This is one condition you need to agree to'

'That I will decide later Tirupuu' He smiled victoriously at her.

The album meant not just a collection of pictures for Dr Nagrajan but so much more. Those were her most cherished memories, memories that she kept locked safely in her beautiful heart. The times that she had spent with her appa , her school friends, her amma , those times when she wasn't a counsellor but just Tipsy. 

'Is that you Tanpura? Oh jesus look at you , poori bandariya lag rahi ho tum' he laughed out aloud.

'This is so mean Mr. Khanna, main katti ho jaaungi aap se' she did feel embarrass.

'Achha sorry sorry idhar to aao tum yaar' he stretched out his hand to welcome her near him. She went closer to him and sat besides him. 'I want to relive these precious moments with you, tumhe jaanna chaahta hoon aur , jitna koi bhi nahi jaanta, samjhi Tirupuu' saying this he pecked her forehead. And in reciprocation she comfortably placed her head on his shoulder and slipped her arm around his.

'Ye ladka kaun hai jiske saath tum aise hot pants pehen ke khadi ho' he closed the album midway and looked at her for an answer.

She knew what was going to come next, 'make a guess' saying this she got up from the bed and moved up to the dressing table and started tying her hair in a lose bun.

'Wait, ye wahi hai naa manhoos? Derp, tumhara Addu the Kaddu, cheeee' he followed her.

'Mr. Khanna please yaar, wo dost hai mera , aur hum dono bachpan ke dost hain aisi bahot saari pictures hain humari, we used to hang out together, play together. Aapko pata hain maine apni life ki first movie jo class bunk karke dekhi thi wo Addu ke saath hi dekhi thi'

Karan placed his hands over his ears with an attempt to not hear any further 'Shut up you monster, iske aage ek shabd nahi sunn paunga main! Aise dost cum one sided lover hain tumhaare? Akhdu, khadoos, padhe likhe gawaar jaise?'

'How mean Mr. Khanna, wo achha hai bechara aapko dheere dheere pata lagega' She stepped closer to him, 'wo class bunk karne waali baat was a lie okay, aapko irritate karne ke liye boli thi maine. And look at your grumpy face!' saying this she pulled his cheeks.

'Achha betta mujhse panga logi tum?' He slipped his hand around her waist and pulled her even closer , his body compressing against hers  and his eyes not leaving hers. 'Mr. Khanna wo..' before she could utter a word anymore he placed his finger on her lips and stopped her.

'Tumhe andaza bhi hai tum khule baalon mein kitni achi lagti ho?' he asked her looking straight into her eyes. She moved her head and signaled a no.

He removed the hair clip that was holding her hair into a bun. Her hair fell lose open making her all the more attractive and graceful. 'I can keep admiring the sight that is in front of my eyes right now, till eternity, Tipsy. You make me fall for you even more deeply every single time!'

Shivers ran down her spine and blood rushed to her face making her skin glow and turn pink. She was blushing, standing there in his arms, she turned cold, as always. In no time, he took her lips into his and engrossed her into a kiss. The moment marked completeness, oneness as if it quenched the thirst of two thirsty souls. Leaving the grip that she had made on his tee shirt, she took her hands to his neck holding him tightly and more comfortably. While he cupped her face gaining complete access.

Moments later, when it got difficult to go without inhaling fresh air, they parted. 'You taste like heaven Tipsy, and you smell so good' he pecked her forehead.

'And you taste exactly like my love, Mr Khanna' saying this she buried her face into his chest.

'What is your problem Tanpura?' He pushed her apart. She was taken aback, and her face radiated her state of shock. Moments ago he was not leaving her and now he just pushed her back.

'Who are we?' he questioned her.

'What?' she was clueless.

'I'm being very straight to the point Tipsy, do you see us together in the future? Mujhe aaj hi bata do tum!'

' Of course Mr Khanna, we are meant to be together, forever! Only death can do us apart. And future? WE ARE THE FUTURE, Mr Khanna. Don't you trust me, don't you trust us?' her voice shivered that showed her fear and nervousness both.

'You know, next week Amma and Sherry are coming, my family is coming from Delhi, to fix our marriage, right?

' Obviously, I know this! What's your point Mr Khanna, stop scaring me! Why are you behaving so strangely?'

' Humari shaadi ho jayegi. We would be tied in the holy bond of marriage. We would be one, forever '

' without any doubt Mr Khanna' she tried touching his cheeks in order to pamper him and calm him down at least. But he stepped back.

'Kya tab bhi tum mujhe aise, Mr. Khanna, Mr. Khanna bolti rahogi? You know kitna ajeeb hota hai? Jab main tumhare kareeb hota hoon aur tum mujhe Mr. Khanna bolti ho! Jaise hum abhi bhi wahi, counsellor, client hi hain'

Hearing all this, she bit her lower lip and she did feel awkward hearing him bring up this topic. 'To aur kya bulaao aapko?'

'Kuch bhi, achaa sa romantic sa cute sa, but not Mr. Khanna, you're my wife dammit! I mean would be wife!'

Hearing the word wife from his mouth she got an adrenaline rush. She had never imagined herself to be labelled as someone's wife. It definitely did make her feel special.

'I don't know what to say, this is too hard!' She pouted.

'Tum hopeless case ho puri, tumse achi to wo Romila hi thi! Dekha tha na tumne kaise mujhe laddoo kuku shona baby bula rahi thi? Jaao usse seekh ke aao!' He turned his back at her.

'Acha sorry! And I promise the next time we meet tabse I won't call you Mr Khanna! Aur promise, apke liye acha romantic cute sa naam dhoond loongi, jaise aap hain'

'pakka?'

'pakka promise baba'

He smiled at her showing that he was convinced.

'I'll get you something to eat. Kabse aaye hain aap you must be hungry' she asked him to which he replied 'mera dhyaan hi nahi rakhti ho tum! Shaadi ke baad to bhookha hi maar dogi' with a puppy face he looked at her.

She went to the kitchen to prepare his favourite nutella and banana sandwich. He followed her silently into the kitchen and stood behind her. A broad smile was plastered on her face and she could feel the heat of his presence close to her frame. He blew some air on her neck. Her senses went mad with his move. 'behave Mr Khanna!' she tried suppressing her blush. 'what? I'm just watching you. Is even that a problem for you now?'

'You are impossible' saying this she again got back to her work trying to hide the fact that he was driving her insane. But he was a bigger tease than she could ever think him to be. There was a reason why he was such a big superstar, that he was so popular and desirable among women. It was not just his perfect looks, but his persona his charm that left the women awestruck. His flamboyant personality made him a complete ladies' man. Tipsy too was no exception.

He dropped a light feathery kiss on her neck. The mere presence of his lips on her skin sent jolts to her. Her heart skipped several beats. 'You are distracting me Mr Khanna!' she spoke softly. 'And you are tempting me Tanpura' he whispered against her soft skin as he nuzzled her neck and letting her get distracted a bit more. His arms encircled perfectly around her belly. She clutched his arms tightly not letting him go. 'Did I tell you how attractive you are?' he bit her earlobe.

'No, tell me then, I want to hear it from you' she threw her head back exposing her perfectly shaped neck for him.

'You know how hard it gets for me to take my hands off you? You're the most beautiful woman on the face of the earth. And you're just mine, only mine to love and touch' he turned her around and looked deep into her eyes that were glittering with love.

'I love you even more, Mr Khanna. I am so happy and proud to be yours.' They both adoringly smiled at each other. She rested her head over his heart feeling his heart beats, her soul danced on the music that his heart played. He held her securely yet passionately. They both stood in each others' embrace completely oblivious to the happenings of the world, caressing each other, completing each other.

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