Hey sweeta's ! 

I know I made you all wait, partially cause I was busy with my future plans and stuff and also because I had been having conflict about the major drama's I wanted to show before we end it officially. I did not wanted to look like a fool trying to write for the sake of it, so yeah. 

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This chapter dedicated to all amazing, protective and caring DAD's out there cause tbh, they are just looking out for their princess in their own not-so-shining-armour ! 

Also dedicated to a man I admire for what he is and for what he hides within, Mr. Karan Johar!

My way of showing the world, the real showman :D

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Vishesh Films Office

[Sid's POV]

They say 'Guns don't kill people, Dad's with pretty daughters do the deed!' 

I need to hug that person who quoted this. And since mine is so damn pretty and more than gorgeous for me to handle, my case is a bit critical in that particular sense. 

But one thing is for sure, either I would be successfully going back home after my #MissionImpressFIL , or I would be admitted in casualty. 

Whatever might be the consequence, I am not letting that girl go away. She means everything to me and hopefully vice-versa. 

The sky looked more clearer than usual. Tall skyscrapers making their way towards heaven, alluring people of all social norms. Mumbai had finally started it's busy routine. So basically I was surrounded by deafening horn screams, few curses, pollution and other can't-withstand calamities. Gazing my way up at the abode of Vishesh Films Office, my hands made it's way to where my heart resides. 

My hands never felt so sweaty. My chest never constricted this way. Today was the kind of day which every lover dreads of. The auspicious ceremonial occasion of going out to meet your lover's daddy highness to make sure he approves of your relation and would not be a barrier at the time of 'let's-make-it-official.' 

But again my case is very well different than others. Me and Alia, both of us have to pataao two very important men in her life, her biological father and artificial, shit! 

I mean true heart father. 

She is on her way to dharma and me at her family production house.

My parents are real happy with both of us being together, so much that my mom and bhabhi are already preparing for our future invitation cards! 

So much for now, right ?

Eh, did I possibly talked about a future marriage thing ? 

Too eager aren't we ?!

I can do this.

The only thought pushing me to move my legs. Getting inside the office space, I made my way to the first floor with an easy walk. My mind was numb but my face showed otherwise. A swarm of 'Mornings' rose in the air as I strolled towards the director twin rooms, one for Mahesh sir and the other for Mukesh sir, his brother. 

Since I had to come here for script talks regarding Aashiqui 3 project with Alia, the staff quite mingled with me.

Director Patron - MAHESH BHATT 

The door plate scared me like never before. I'd met him before and had real good conversations before and according to Alia, he thought of me quite high than her all other friends and co-actors. 

But now he is pissed off with both of us for not letting him know what he should have known, from the beginning itself. 

That's like a great impression I made on him, isn't it ? Bleh!

This is it, Sid. Prove yourself, your love, your worth. 

Do or Die. 

"May I come in Sir ?" I gently peeked inside the cubicle door and asked with a hope as large as the universe expand. I saw him with his specs, going through a set of papers, looking real serious, with his usual dressing style of black denim/shirt with jeans/pants. And when he looked up to see the source of disturb, there was a moment of pause..... 

Which was uneasy.

"Come in, please." I heard him say with a distant look and an automatic smile formed on my lips with a determination to fight the war and win it. 

Dharma Production Office

[Alia's POV]

One of the most difficult hurdles of a love life is to gain your parent's blessings and faith. Because that is what will ultimately keep you on your toes with a feeling so good, unexplainable. 

Exactly as we decided, Sid successfully entered VF office to meet dad and I am now standing at the reception area of the newly constructed Dharma Office. I know my dad well enough for me to make a wild guess that he would say Yes the moment he stops his emotional over drama. 

But karan, well he is Karan Johar for a reason! 

Behind that facade of I-have-it-all-and-I'm-superb-happy  lie, there lives a man, too lonely for the world to know.

That interior man is what he tries to hide behind those masks of happiness, glamour, friendship and his movies. And if not wholly, but to my utmost effort, I want to bring those walls down. 

"So the first daughter is here to ask permission" came Ayan with a mocking tone along with Shashank, since they both were busy with their next scripts after a long break. Giving him a smirk, I replied while hugging people I knew " First daughter as in ? Who am I ? Malia ?" Off course I knew what he intended to say but then again these mild talks would calm me down, I thought.

"Karan is the president of Dharma and your his daughter so that makes you somewhat more awesome than obama's kid!" he smiled. 

"Shashi, where's my film huh ?" I joked. "Soon baby. Just working on it's final scripting stages and then we would lock everything in." 

Eh, I never expected him to be this honest. 

"Hey, I was just teasing. So your having me in your next too ? Woah!" I smiled at the thought of working with this genius again. His sets are the best.

"You can say that. Cause I can't imagine anybody else than you and varun for my next" and that caused a stomach whirl. He winked and went to his cubicle to attend a call. I made small talks with the others to past my time is when Aarti came out from Karan's office room 

"Alia, I told him that you have arrived to meet. He is waiting, go." I'm sure he must have tried to not meet me after that hospital incident but hey, surprises do happen. 

Maybe Hiroo maa must have convinced him for the same. She is doing well by the way. Just discharged from hospital. I nodded at her and made my way towards his grand room. A space where I could go without knocking or without making a request. But today I felt the urge to knock respectfully. 

"Can I come in ?" peeking in I saw him sitting with his chair facing the shelf loaded with awards and photographs, his back towards me. "Yes, come in and bolt the door" came a brief reply with such panache that sometimes it's hard to believe as to how he gets out of his media getup !

Bolting the door with double strength, I made myself comfortable in front of his desk. My hands felt shaky like never before. This was too new and different. Earlier I never had to think twice or even blink an eye before asking karan for anything. He would give me the best of his knowledge, the best of his happiness and love. But today, since I've defied all laws, there is this huge tension centre created between us which is a bit choking. 

"Karan, can you please turn ? We need to talk this out." I pleaded. With a swift move, he turned in his armchair to meet my eyes. His eyes devoid of any emotion, stayed blank.

"Yes darling. Off course your here because we need to talk. A lot for that matter. And today you will talk and I will listen. And when your done, I will talk on all those things which I've never spoke to anyone for that matter. And your time starts now!" For a fraction of second I saw way too many emotions lying underneath those blank layers. 

I tried to reach for his hand but he stopped me in mid way. Urging me to talk fast, he straightened himself on his chair and stared at me.

Gulping my anxiety and fear of messing up things, I took in the glass of water kept aside in one go. This need to be done with very caution and sensitivity because right now I don't see the man, this world knows. I see a man sitting with his sensitiveness and vulnerability on display for me to see his pain, he has endured for long. 

" I won't beat around the bush. Because to be honest there is nothing to hide now. Everything is out in for all to see. While growing up, I was taught to love and spread happiness. My parents told me to fall, make mistakes and learn from them. They encouraged me to fail, to work hard and to fall in love. To be in love with every being you meet, everything nature has in store and all things you come across. So simple and straight forward was that principle. So after I started living my dreams, with your guidance for sure, I realised that everything that glitters was not meant to be gold. 

Behind make up and glamour, there lied millions of clenched emotions, kept at bay. I felt I had to be as genuine as possible because there is no way your achieving anything by being fake for a lifetime. You need to bare out your soul when required and hide your vulnerability when needed. But then amidst this magical world of facade, I stumbled upon few souls who made me what I am today. One being you among many others I am thankful for. 

Among them came this guy who had to do nothing but smile and be himself to evade a way into my heart, as easy as possible. I had been secretive, half my life. No matter how many close friends I have, depending on my mood, I'd never let them know certain things of my life. But this man, was something else. He made me believe in those fairytales that I once dreamed off. Made me sweep me off my feet, drenched in his pure love. Made me see the world with his perspective, the eyes of a pure hearted soul. Made me love everyone with a heart, so big and large that I wondered if it ever stopped beating. Time ceased and world stopped. He became my everything and I became his. I hated cheesy lines but today I would crown myself the most weirdest cheesy girl because the heck I love Sidharth. And we both love you, karan." 

I felt my eyes tear up but I gained courage to talk more.

"You held our hands when no one did. You made us walk when things never worked. You gave us a shoulder when nobody cared. We would always stay faithful and grateful towards you. As you always mention, we have been your babies, your strong kids since the start. And we would be the same till life gives us strength. Myself, varun and sidharth would forever be your students, your children. We would never hurt you intentionally, thought you knew it better. It was our responsibility to let you know about us being together because you had a right to know just as we had a right to keep things under shed till we believed it was right to let others know. Maybe we were late, but you were suppossed to bless us and hug us with a smile and not turn your back when we needed you the most." 

It felt exhausting to keep up with this betrayal for so long within me. People we believed upon were turning on us. That left us disappointed. I had to continue further-

"But again I can understand and agree that your anger is justified. You were being a protective dad, looking out for us. And there is no harm in being that way. I respect you more karan. But remember you once told me that if ever Sidharth falls in love, that girl would be the luckiest on this planet ? Guess what, he chose me to be that lucky woman. I know I don't deserve him and his undying love and affection, he could have chosed just anybody else but it was destiny and God who brought us together. I feel so overwhelmed. 

So this is my part of the story and now I want you to open up to me. I know your holding up a lot inside you, bolting your heart from more betrayal and pain. But you need to vent it out to have peace. You need to tell me what's there up in your mind. Please karan, for me, for us. You need to speak." 

I had already completed four tissues to absorb my tears and my heart did a slow clap for my outstanding speech declaration. I wish my baby was here to listen. He would have smacked my bum for acting like a damsel in distress, that thought made me smile internally.

"Nothing hurts more than being disappointed by that single person you thought would never hurt you." 

He spoke after a brief sigh, loud enough to shatter my heart. I was ready for the outcome. Therefore I clutched the arm of my chair so tight to make my knuckle go white. I needed him right now. Wonder how well is he keeping with daddy. 

"I think I hadn't dealt entirely with the loss of my father. There was also the fear that I was not able to find my life partner. There is so much love I get from my friends but where do I take it all ? I used to feel very lonely." 

My heart shuddered more than required at his sudden confession. Poor him, had endured so much throughout his life. I wish he spoke this earlier, it would have been a huge relief for him to weigh down the heaviness.  I waited for his next words which would be a benchmark for confessions.

"At 43, when you don't have a life partner or kids, it is difficult to deal with. It is a recent kind of anxiety I have discovered about myself. At one point I thought I was having cardiac arrest but my doctor said it was an anxiety attack. I then met a psychiatric and took medications and this was just two years ago. I stopped my medications just three months back. I -" he inhaled hard with tears dripping like anything. 

I rushed near him and knelt beside. Wiping his tears with another load of tissue, I held his legs for support while he part hugged me. When we got our breaths back on track, I gave him a glass of water to calm. He generously took it fast and managed to speak again.

"I have nothing against you or him or anybody for that matter. It's just that I love way too much to hurt myself. I give too much and get so less or say nothing in return. I'm so selfish to see my friends getting settled with their family and moving away into their own bubble. I feel so alone and unwanted. Sometimes I idly wonder if my mom gets bored too. She never speaks her mind but I guess she feels this void too. A void which fills our heart, which is a bit complicated. I love you both and Varun from the bottom of my heart. There is nothing in this world more precious than you three, to me. For me, you will always be my little babies whom I've grown to be very close to. 

No matter how far you go, how hard you fall and how great you shine, all three of you and other dharma staff would always be a part of my heart, a part which I love dearly. There would be absolutely no one who would be happier than me at you both being together. But call me selfish, I was scared to lose you both. Scared that like thousand others, you both will move ahead with time and years. Scared that once again I would be shown a way towards the farthest corner of your soul. That I would be left alone to curse my fate. To despise the fact that even when the whole world is with me, I feel like the most voided soul. I am so sorry baby for hurting you and Sidharth. I am so mean and you don't deserve my foolish thoughts. You could leave if you want. May God bless you both." 

He wiped more and got up to leave but I held him by his arms. 

There's no way I am letting him go away after I got to know what his soul wanted. What he had been hiding all these years. What he had been going through without telling a single soul. So this was the reason eating him alive. I have to let him know that nobody would leave him. He needs to know the reality but also the fact that we would forever be connected by heart and he deserved the best just like the rest of us. Making him face me while cupping his face, I spoke with great strength. 

"Some people don't believe in heroes. You know why ? Cause they have not met my super cool daddies ! Your my hero daddy. You may not be my biological father but for me you mean so much more than my own dad and you know it so well. You nourished and cared for me like my own. You made me forget that at one point in my life, I never had my dad to my rescue because he was busy with movies. You made me work out and fill all those years of desperation and cravings to have a father figure with me. You became my another role model. Now today, after you bared out all those bottled up thoughts to me like I meant everything to you, I feel the most luckiest daughter. You have no idea what you mean to me karan. Just never make yourself believe that your alone. Remember that there still lives a bunch of crazy fools who would always strive to make you smile and cheer up. And you know whom to call when you want to talk, right ?" 

He gave me a smiling nod through his glistening teared eyes. Gathering my arm quickly to pose like a media woman, I  taunt asked -

"So is this true Mr Karan Johar, that you have the world's most awesome daughter ?" I grinned at his shocked face. Surely he was not expecting me to change into my action mode so quick. With a true Kjo signature smile, he kissed my forehead so lovingly and then replied 

"Yes, you heard it right. She is the most precious pearl in my life." 

I don't think that I've ever smiled like this before. 

Maybe when my idiot would propose me in the future. 

I hugged karan and gave a quick message to Sid to asked if things are good on his side.

His reply came in a flash 

" You ask that ? I am being made to eat dozens of sweets by your daddy dearest. He is that happy. We made it, queen! 

*heart emoji* "

 I could jump like a fool there and then. 

Hope things stay this way for another lifetime. 

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Jemi :)