He stood in front of the mirror in the brown sherwani and a white pant. Never in his dream he thought this day would come when he will marry her with all rituals. When he returned from London, his heart wasn't aware about the existence of this emotion called "Love". When he saw her for the first time, he didn't like her. He wanted to take his revenge from her. But when this seed of hatred converted into a bud of love, he himself didn't realised.

Aryan placed the sehra on his brother's head with happy tears in his eyes. Finally his Bhai was getting married. He was happy for his brother for he knew his brother's happiness lies only with her.

"Chale Bhai? "

A smiling Aryan asked adjusting the sehra on his Vansh Bhai's head..
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As he entered the hall, his eyes fell on the beautiful floral decoration... It had her favourite tulips. She wasn't a rose lover like other girls. He smiled proudly thinking how his Girl was different. Infact her opinion, her lifestyle, likes/dislikes, her ways of thinking and representing things were certainly different from others and that's what he loved the most about her. The evergreen smile on her small but beautiful round face was her identity... Her vibe was loved by everyone.... Including him.

"Beta... Sit here....."

The priest said pouring oil in the fire.

He sat down and looked at the fire burning in front of him. Wasn't the fire of passion inside him as fierce and wild as the one burning in front of him. Her mere thought is enough to make him feel hot.

He closed his eyes as the memories of their first meet came flashing back in front of his eyes. That one day changed everything for him.

Hearing the jingling sound of her anklet, his eyes wide opened. His breathes became uneven after seeing her descending the stairs wearing a heavy bridal lehenga.

His eyes could literally through the viel her glittery almond orbs that were lined with kohl , plumpy lips that were painted dark red, chubby cheeks that were shining with pinkish hue.

A small red bindi was placed between her eyebrows making her look like a goddess. Big Earrings were hanging down from her earlobes and touching her shoulder blades. A beautiful emrald studded necklace was adorning her swan like neck.

"Riddhima..... "

Breath stuck in his throat after seeing her. She looked divine in that designer red wedding lehenga that he selected for her. He imagined her in a bridal attire many times in his dream before, but in reality she looked much more beautiful than his imagination. She looked angelic.

Her black outlined almond eyes, rosy red lip, Delicate nose ring that touched her bottom lip, and a curly flick that stopped near her jawline...Everything about her was so beautiful and attractive. Oh God... He could never get tired of looking at her like this.... Like she is the most beautiful person his eyes ever laid upon.

Is it a dream or is she for real? The lustre of her lehenga in this dim room, is it for real? The shine of her hairs after striking of the fairy light hanging above , is it for real? The fragnance of her body that was now slowly driving him insane, is it for real? If beauty had other name, it would have been "Riddhima"... His "Riddhima"

He forgot to breath at that moment. The blush that travelled down her chin reaching upto the side of her neck because of his constant gaze made his heart jump up against the ribs of his chest. He could feel her breathes getting heavier as his. He could see her chest heaving. She was so near to him that he could literally feel the warmth that radiated from her body. At that moment, he felt like he had started living himself in her....

Her eyes were fixed on the ground and fingers were fidgeting with each other. She was hopeful for their future, so was he...

She was nervous, so was he...

But the happiness of getting to spend rest of their life together in each other's arm was much more than their nervousness and fear. This feeling was something they never felt before. It was so soothing, so warm , so familiar yet so new for both of them..

Butterflies in his stomach grew bigger as she sat near him for the rituals. Her head was still low and a smile played on her rosy lips. Slowly, He locked his finger with her hand that was resting on her lap. She looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back. And just like this, Their fingers remained locked with each other during the entire ceremony...

To everyone's shock, he lifted her in his arms for the pheras.

"Just like this, I'll lift you up whenever you are low sweetheart"

He whispered in her ears before starting the rounds around the holy fire. She looked at him with so much love in her eyes that he felt his heart melting.

Friends and family whistled looking at their young romance whereas the aunties couldn't stop gasping. With every round around the holy fire, they promised each other to keep the flame of their love ignited throughout their life. With each step that they took towards their happily ever after , their heart started beating even more and more...

Tears rolled down her eyes as the man of her dreams filled her hair partition with the red vermillion. Her hazelnut eyes lifted to meet his dark brown orbs that held nothing but love and only love for her. Her heart fluttered seeing so much of softness in his eyes. As if understanding her inner feelings, He wiped her tears slowly with his thumbpad and kissed them away.
She smiled in between her tears and squeezed his hand assuring him that She is ok.

As he slided the nuptial chain around her neck, she felt complete. She could no more feel the void that was always deep inside her. She felt like a complete woman for the first time.

Holding her warm hands in his, he looked at her beautiful face. His heart skipped a beat seeing the beautiful smile that played on her lips. This new feeling of love and completeness surrounded them. Is this what that they say a marital bliss?
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After completing all the rituals, Riddhima was taken to Vansh's room... She bited her tongue realixing it wasn't only his room now. From now onwards, it was their room.. She fondly looked at his room.

"Vansh bhaiya aate hi honge....Aap waha bed pe baith jaiye. And haa, all the best."

Preeti, Vansh's cousin sister said as Riddhima looked at the beautifully decorated room. A reddish hue travelled to Riddhima's cheeks as she heard his name. Lowering her eyes, she blushed while Preeti made her Riddhima bhabhi sit on the marital bed that was decorated with petals of red roses.

Though, she don't like roses... But for some weird reason, this rose petals were making her blush hard. Clutching the material of lehenga in her fist, she took deep breaths to calm her racing heart.

"Aise kaise jaane de. Pure Pachaas Hazaar lagenge... Pachaas hazaar... Angrezi me repeat kare? 50 thousand Eachhhhh"

Riddhima came out of her trance hearing voices from the other end of the door... Especially the way they traced the word "Each". She bite her bottom lip realizing she was too lost in her thoughts that when Preeti left the room locking the door from outside, she didn't even know.

"Are ye jyada kaha hai? Abhi shadi me to aap keh rahe the na, Dil ke bazaar me daulat nahi dekhi jaati...To chalo laao humare pachaas hazaar"

The girl could be heard saying. Riddhima giggled hearing them... Her husband is surely going to be bankrupt today.

"Naah Naah...Yeh Gpay Vpay nahi chalega... Garam garam noto ki gaddi chahiye, Wo bhi gandhiji ki photo chapi huyi, warna chabi nahi milegi pyaare bhaiyaajii"

The other girl demanded, while the rest of the gang could be heard giggling. Though Riddhima couldn't hear her husband's reply, she was sure he must have been pissed off.

Poor mahn, what he must have to go through to, just to see his own wife.

After an hour more of negotiating with the shrewd girl gang, the door was opened and he was pushed inside with such a force that he was about to fall...

"Areyyy"

Riddhima almost got up from the bed to hold him, but he balanced himself on time and signalled her to be seated.

Lifting his eyes, he absorbed her beauty. He just couldn't believe that the girl whom he wanted to teach a good lesson once, is now sitting in front of him as his wife. A Holi Changed everything.
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FLASHBACK:-

"Uthh gye janab "

Ajay RaiSinghania smiled seeing his Son descending the stairs rubbing the eyes..

"Good morning Papa" He came down and greeted his father by touching his feet and taking the blessings.

" Morning Vansh bhai" Aaryan came forward and hugged his elder brother.

Chanchal Chachi was about to put something on Vansh's forehead when he held her hand to stop her...

"Chachiji Nahi please.. Ise mujhse dur hi rakhiye"

He said with irritated look on his face...

"Vansh Puttar aaj Holi hai..Atleast shagun ka ek tikka to lagane de "

Chachiji said making puppy eyes hoping that he would say Yes. But when he didn't budge, she understood that he is not going to agree... He wouldn't let her apply colour to him. How did she even think, he would give her his mother's place? A mother can't be replaced, right...

"Accha Chhod. Holi party me to aa raha hai na tu... "

She asked masking her emotions and keeping the plate full of pink powder on the table.

" Chachiji, u know mai Maa ke jane ke baadse Holi celebrate nahi karta hu. Aap log jayiye "

He said sadly. Holi must be a festival of joy for others, but for him it was the occasion when he saw his mother for last time before going to London.

The festival of Holi is suppose to fill ones life with varied colours.

Yellow- The colour of knowledge and learning, symbolising happiness and peace.

Blue- The colour of sky and the ocean.

Green- The colour of nature, symbolising the start of new beginnings

Purple- The colour of caring and compassion.

Today, His is was once filled with all this colour. But the most important colour is missing from his life...

Red- The ultimate Colour of passion, and love

" Vansh, tum kal hi london se aaye ho. Itne saare clients invited hai Holi party me. Thodi jaan pehchaan ho jayegi.. I think u should join us. "

Ajay said picking up the newspaper from the table...

"Haa Puttar. Mere bhi bahot dosto ko tujhse milna hai.. Waise bhi party humare garden me hi to hai. Ek- aadha ghanta to tu nikal hi sakta hai apni chachi k liye..."

Chanchal Chachi said in her honey coated voice.

"Haa haa bhai..Join us. Bahot maza aayega. Rang aur Rangili titliyaa dono rahegi"

Aaryan said with a wink and gave a suggestive smile to Vansh making him chuckle.... His Chhote is never going to grow old, atleast not in the matter of girls

" Behave Aaryan ..."

Ajay glared to which Aaryan immediately lowered his head mouthing a "Sorry".

Vansh laughed seeing his straightforward Chhote becoming a sacred cat in front of his Bade papa..

"Ok Chachiji..I am coming. Lekin sirf aapke liye".

He said coming near to Chanchal Chachi..

"Hayyo rabba...sacchi. Thank you Puttarji. I love you ...Chalo ab jaldi se taiyaar ho jaao. "

She spoke roaming her hand on his head...

"Love you too Chachijaan"

He replied back pecking Chanchal's cheeks making her blush.
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The entire garden of RaiSinghania Mansion was decorated like a newly wedded bride. Red, yellow, green and blue duppatas were used in the decoration giving a colourful look to the venue. The multicolour Lightings was icing on the cake.

People in white were spread around just like swan in the lake. Their faces were covered with shades of red, blue and green. They were hardly identifiable in those colour smeared faces.

The thandaai section was occupied by men whereas women's were busy gossiping. Kids were enjoying the delicacies of Holi especially the "Imartis" and "Gujiyaas". They were having fun colouring each others, playing with pichkaris and throwing water balloons on the people....

Sound system was on and there was a section of people dancing on evergreen Holi song "Rang Barse ".

Vansh stood pocketing his hands, feeling totally out of place in this Holi Party.

"Bhai Here"

Aaryan said waiving his hand. He excused himself from his friends group and walked towards his Vansh bhai..

"Happy holi bhai..."
He said engulfing Vansh in a brotherly hug..

"Same to you Chhote"
Vansh wished back.

"Here you go..."

Aaryan took a fistful of green colour from the thali kept near them and was about to apply on Vansh's face when he stopped him by giving deadly glares...

"Chhote, I m telling you for the last time. I don't play Holi. "
He said with a stern look to which Aaryan gulped in fear....

One look at his face, and Vansh knew this guy was hell scared.

"No..No problem bhai I..I won't. "
Aaryan said fumbling with words making Vansh laugh at his state.

"Chhote Chill. Accha wo sab chhod ye bata, tera rang to dekh liya maine, bas wo rangili titliyaa kahi dikhayi nhi derahi ab tak..... "

Vansh spoke with a naughty glint in his eyes, making Aaryan gasp out loud.

"Bhai Naughty Naughty huh.."
Aaryan said in a teasing tone and then blushed profusely.

"Whatever...."

Vansh replied monotonously.

"Oyee lambi battery.....Jaldi aa idhar, wo saale dedh- phutiye Mishra ko kichad me phekna hai"

They heard a man's voice who was shouting from far looking at Aaryan.

"Chhote, I think your friends are waiting for you..Go and enjoy Man. "

Vansh said keeping his hand on Aaryan's shoulder.

"But bhai you.. "
Aaryan opened his mouth to speak but Vansh cutted him off...

"It's OK. You enjoy. I am here only watching you all ".

Aaryan mouthed thank you and went with his friend to the DJ section.

Standing in a corner, Vansh watched the guests dancing on a Holi dance number...

Hori Khele Raghuveera, Avadh Meinin,
Hori Khele Raghuveera...
Hori Khele Raghuveera, Avadh Meinin,
Hori Khele Raghuveera...

Aaryan and his crazy friends joined them and showed their dancing steps. Vansh couldn't control his laughter seeing one of Pushkar's female friend doing "Naagin Dance" steps that too rolling on the floor... Even Ajay seemed to enjoy the song as he couldn't stop his leg from tapping with the beat of the music. The entire atmosphere was so cheerful .

Soon the song changed and Aaryan dragged in his bhabhi Ahana and brother Kabir to do some steps with them..

Launga ilayachi ka
Arre launga ilayachi ka
Launga ilayachi ka.. haan
Arre launga ilayachi ka beeda lagaya
Launga ilayachi ka beeda lagaya
Haan launga ilayachi ka
Haan launga ilayachi ka beeda lagaya
Arre chabe gori ka yaar balam tarse Rang barse
Holi hai....

Vansh laughed seeing Aahana giving tough competition to Kabir as he was hardly able to dance because of the "Bhaang Effect".

Next, it was a girl probably the one who was doing naagin dance few minutes ago brought Aaryan in the centre dragging him by his collar playfully... All of sudden,the sound track changed.

Itna Maza, Kyun Aa Raha Hai
Tune Hawao Mein hai Bhaang Milaya..

Itna Maza, Kyun Aa Raha Hai
Tune Hawao Mein hai Bhaang Milaya
Dugna Nasha, Kyun Ho Raha Hai
Aankhon Se Meetha Tune Khilaya

She started dancing with Aaryan and his friends. Though Vansh couldn't see Her face clearly as it was covered in pink colour and adorned with a contagious smile.

Tapping his leg to the beat of music, Vansh watched them with all his attention. Aaryan looked very comfortable with her. The way she was slapping his cheeks playfully, messing his hairs during the dance spoke a lot about their relation.

"May be his girlfriend" Vansh assumed..

Ho Teri Malmal Ki Kurti Gulabi Ho Gayi
Manchali Chaal Kaise Nawaabi Ho Gayi, Toh?

Balam Pichkari Jo Tune Mujhe Maari
Toh Seedhi Saadi Chhori Sharaabi Ho Gayi
Haa Jeans Pahen Ke Jo Tune Maara Thumka
Toh Lattoo Padosan Ki Bhabhi Ho Gayi ...
Balam Pichkari Jo Tune Mujhe Maari
Toh Seedhi Saadi Chhori Sharaabi Ho Gayi

Vansh was so lost in staring at her that he did not even realised when his chhote dragged him by arm. He joined Aaryan and did few steps. Soon the song changed and Vansh excused himself.

This time Rudra Chachu brought Chachiji on the dancing floor holding both of her hands. Chachiji couldn't stop blushing seeing Rudra chachu's super romantic side.

Mere rang mein rangne wali
Pari ho ya ho pariyo ki Rani
Ya ho meri prem kahani
Mere sawalon ka jawaab do, do na!
Mere sawalon ka jawaab do, do na!

The crowd clapped as Chachu did some romantic steps with his wife making everyone go in "Awe". This was definitely a sight to behold as Chachiji couldn't stop blushing.

He missed all this in London. The essence of festivities, the happy faces, delicious oil fried delicacies and the positivity in the atmosphere was badly missed. He felt happy that finally he was back to India. The place where he belongs to. His Dil and Dillwalo ki Delhi...

A smile crept up his lips seeing the happiness playing on the faces of his loved one. He couldn't regain whatever he has lost in his life, but he made sure to give so much of happiness to the people around him, that he forget his own pain seeing their smiles.

Smiling to himself, He turned around to go just then from nowhere a girl stood in front of him. Before he could process anything, this girl emptied the entire thali of pink powder on his face making him flabbergasted.

"What the fuck......"

He said recovering from the shock. What annoyed him more was the girl's laughter... How dare she laugh on him... Wait, Wasn't she the same girl who was doing Naagin dance with Aaryan few minutes ago.. But How dare she throw colour on his face.... Didn't he made it clear to everyone that he don't play Holi.

Her giggles only got louder looking at his condition and he couldn't help but fume in anger.

"Ab tum gayi....."

He took fast steps towards her. As soon as she noticed him increasing his pace, she was running to save her life.

"Oye Ruko... Stoppp... I said stop."

He started chasing her. She turned back and increased her speed after seeing him running behind her. One thing she knew, If he caught her, then she is going to be dead meat for sure.

"Oye khhote kidhar bhaag raha hai...Ruk to..."

He paused hearing Rudra Chachaji calling him from behind.

"Abhi Nahi Chachu, Baadme... "

He spoke hastily and rusumed running.

He saw her running towards the thandai section. Before he could proceed Aaryan stopped him....

"Bhai...What happened? Why are you running. And My my.... Just look at you. Aapko colour kisne lagaya? .."

She utilized this opportunity and hid her petite figure behind the group of ladies who were gossiping making a big circle.

"Usko to mai nahi Chhodunga. "

Vansh said gritting his teeth... His eyes roamed around but couldn't spot her anywhere.

"Are lekin kisko... "

Aaryan asked to which Vansh replied scanning the entire area with his predator eyes...

"Hai koi.... Yahi kahi chhupi huyi hai. Use to mai sabak sikhake rahunga"

Vansh replied gritting his teeth. Even under the layer of pink colour, Aaryan could literally see his brother's reddened face.

From not so far, She gulped hearing his words. God, what she has landed herself into. Now this stranger guy won't leave her. She hid herself properly behind the group of ladies.

"Chhodo use bhai. Aap chalo mere sath. Bade papa aapko unke kisi client se milana chahte hai..."

She sighed seeing Aaryan dragging that tall guy from there. He might have left for now, But the sword was still hanging on her head. So, before he returns, she has to anyhow leave this place.

She took out her cellphone from the handpurse and started walking dailing a number on her phone...

"Haa Nanu...Kaha ho aap?....Nanu aap rukiye yaha , mai ghar jaa rahi hu.. Hello hello...Awaj nahi aa rahi...hello nanu..... Ouuchhhh..."

She accidently bumped into someone.

"Satyaanash..."

Chachiji exclaimed as the glass of thandaai from her hand fell on the girl's dress due to the collision.

"I..I am sorry auntyjii... Sorry i didn't see you..."

She immediately appologized.

"Are puttarji why are you saying sorry. I didn't see you either. Oh my god your dress...."

She looked at her dress and saw the whitish stain on her duppatta and kurti. Even her arms were drenched in thandaai.

"Jaaiye puttarjii andar jaake saaf karlijiye."

Chachiji said with a sugary sweet smile on her face...

She nodded her head and left from there...
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" Mr Sharma, Meet my son Vansh RaiSinghania. The future of RaiSinghania Empire. And Vansh... He is Mr.Sharma, one of our oldest client and my dearest friend"

Ajay introduced Vansh with a man in white kurta and pyjama..He was probably in his 50s .

Vansh extended his hand to greet Mr Sharma...

"Nice to meet you my boy. "

He took Vansh into a casual hug.

" Heard a lot about you from your father. Hopefully you will take RaiSinghania Associates to new heights"

Mr Sharma said patting Vansh's back...

"RaiSinghania Associates will definitely reach new heights if you replace "You" with "We" Sir. Because I believe,Together we will do miracles "

Vansh replied with a smiling face and broke the hug... The old man nodded stunned at Vansh's confidence.

"Impressive. Singhania I'm telling you ,your son is Gold. Hide him in your locker before any random girl steals him away from you..."

Mr.Sharma joked. Ajay laughed hearing this. Vansh couldn't help but blush after realising what he meant. Offcourse, like any other man of his age, he wanted to get married. But he also believed that, things happened when they were meant to..

Mrm Sharma forwarded his hand to colour Vansh's cheek...

"No no Mr. Sharma, Actually I don't play Holi.. "

Vansh said moving away to stop Mr Sharma. Mr Sharma laughed hearing this...

"You are so funny my boy. Just Look at you. Your whole face is smeared with pink and you are saying that you don't play Holi. Come on, let me add some more colour on your handsome face."

Mr.Sharma touched Vansh's cheek and coloured him. This time Vansh couldn't stop him just because his face was already coloured... Courtesy to that girl....

Ajay suppressed his laughter seeing his son's angry bird like face.
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A girl pushed the slightly ajar door of RaiSinghania Mansion. She looked around in the house with her two big and beautiful eyes. The interior of the house was classy and elegant. Exactly the way she likes. The old classic paintings and portraits were hanging from the wall, the big glass chandelier hung above from the ceiling, the polished furniture and the white shining walls of this huge mansion was definitely an eyecandy for her. She just couldn't take off her eyes from the marble sculptures. She was feeling like she entered a set of any big budget movie. Real yet so unreal...

"Ma'am, I think you came in wrong place. Party is going outside...there in the garden "

A male servant said coming forward.

" Yeah i know. Chanchal auntyjii sent me here. Actually i need to use the washroom. Can you please show me the way? "

She replied fidgeting with her duppatta and roaming her eyes around to absorb the beauty of this beautiful home will felt no less than any palace.....

"But mam niche ki saari rooms locked hai. Aap ek baar wo upar ki room check kar lijiye..."

He said pointing upstairs.

"Jii Sukriya. "

She climbed the stairs hastily and one by one checked the doors of all the rooms. Luckily she found one room which wasn't locked.

Pushing the door slowly, she peeped inside the room. Not finding anyone, she walked in.
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In the garden,...

" Mummyiji.... "

Ahana went near Chachiji and hugged her. Chachiji was shocked to see her in tears...

"Ahana puttar... What happened? "

She asked with concern. But the next moment when she saw Kabir coming near them she understood what must have happened...

" Oye khote. Sacchi sacchi bata, ab kya kiya tune?"

Chachiji asked rolling Kabir's ear. Ahana continued shedding her crocodile tears...

"I'll tell you mummyji. He abused me"

Chachiji gasped and glared angrily at Kabir. This was something she never excepted from her son Kabir who always follow his wife Ahana everywhere like a lovesick puppy.

"Votti ko gaali deta hai? Aisa chapet marungi na"

and rolled her ears painfully...

"Ouchhhh...Mummy chhaddoo...Dukh raha hai....Aahhhh..."

Kabir winced in pain and tried to remove his mother's hand.

"How dare you abuse my daughter in law? Is this what I taught you? "

She said in a strict tone.

" Mummy i did nothing.... She is lying"

Kabir said with his puppy eyes that always works on his Mummy. Afterall, which mother doesn't believe that her son is the most innocent soul in this universe.

"Mummyji don't fall for his puppy eyes. He did abuse me...."

Ahana said gritting her teeth...

" What did he exactly say Ahana puttar? "

Chachiji asked turning towards Ahana ..

"Mummy believe me..I.."

Kabir tried to say but chachiji cutted him off...

"Tu chup kar warna chappal se maarungi... "

She said glaring him angrily.... Kabir nodded his head scared and kept his finger on his lips and looked at his cute wife complaining about him to his mother.

"Mummyji Kabbu said I have figure like ginger. My name Ahana rhymes with Jala hua Khana"

Chachiji facepalmed hearing this.

"You both are mad..God, this is not a house but a zoo... You know what, go and pull each others hair ...Keep fighting . But don't you dare eat my head"

Chachiji said angrily before walking away...

"I always follow mummyji's order, but what if you will turn bald kabbu baby if i pull your hairs.... No, No i don't want bald husband...."

Ahana said innocently making Kabir laugh at his wife. Though she is little dumb and her IQ is less than other people, but still he is madly in love with his dumbo wife.

Pulling her forcefully towards the DJ section, Kabir started dancing around her...

Ang Se Ang Lagana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana
Ang Se Ang Lagana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana
Ghal Lo Se Yeh Ghal La Lagake, Naino Se Yeh Naina Milake
Holi Aaj Meh Nana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana
Ang Se Ang Lagana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana
Ang Se Ang Lagana Sajaan Hame Aise Rang Lagana

He appologized Ahana by kneeling down in front of everyone holding his both ears. Ahana smiled and hugged him happily...
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The girl splashed water on her face. Her eyes fell on the towel that was hanging in the bathroom. Pulling it down from the hook, she rubbed her face with it to remove the pinkish colour. She washed her hands and cleaned her dress.

She was about to open the bathroom door, when she heard the sound of footsteps. She opened the bathroom door slightly and tried to peep from the small gap.

Her breath hitched seeing a man removing his clothes. First his shirt hitted the floor and then his vest. Though his back was facing her, still she could feel butterflies jittering in her stomach.

He turned and she could see him.. Eyes widened and breath stuck in her throat seeing his face.... He was the same guy who was chasing her few minutes back... And right now she was with him in same room. To be accurate, in his bathroom.

"Shitttt... Shitttt.... Shitttt".

Her Eyes popped out of their sockets when she saw him trying to pull his jeans down . She immediately turned her face away shutting the bathroom door and closed her eyes in embarrasment.

This was for the first time she found herself in such situation. For some unknown reason, staring at him when he was changing his shirt felt so right.

She turned on the tap and splash water on her face once again to remove all the thoughts coming in her mind.

Breath stucked in her throat when she heard the footsteps approaching near her. Fear occupied her and she looked around in the bathroom for a hiding place. Failing to find any, she closed her eyes tightly and prepared herself for the worst.
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Hearing some noises from the bathroom, he hooked his unhooked jeans and moved towards the bathroom door. He could hear the sound of running water from inside. May be he forgot to turn off the tap after having bath in the morning.

He pushed the door and was shocked to see a girl standing inside his bathroom. Her back was facing him due to which he couldn't see her face. The moment he took a step forward, his eyes fell on the mirror that reflected her face.

Her eyes were closed tightly, probably in fear and lips were quivering as if she was doing some prayer. Her finger were tightly clutching the material of her dress.

He tapped her shoulder thrice lightly and then she turned around to face him....She opened her eyes slowly as if she is preparing to meet the Devil himself..

"Aaaaaahhhh...Maine...maine kuch nhi dekha...maiii...wooo maiii....."

She screamed loudly seeing him standing shirtless in front of her...
Vansh immediately stepped forward and covered her mouth with his palm to shut her up.

"Ishhhhhh... "

He gestured her to keep quiet.
She looked at his hand which was covering her mouth. His another hand was behind her head. Her eyes widened realizing how close they were standing right now..

Thank god his jeans were still on otherwise she would have fainted seeing him half naked... He thought.

"Uhuuhh.."

She signalled him with her eyes to remove his hand. He withdrew his hand, but didn't gave her a single chance to escape. Within a second her back was pasted against his bare front.

" Caught you. Now it's revenge time"

He whispered huskily in her ears and pushed her..... Due to the sudden jerk, she stumbled and her ass landed on the bathroom floor. Before she could process anything, Vansh turned on the shower drenching her from head to toe....

She gasped as the water started flowing from her hairs down to her face, and then in the middle of her neck before disappearing into the material of her white Khadi Salwaar.

Raising her head up, She glared at him angrily. How dare he stand in front of her with that smirk on his face after pushing her so harshly? She so wanted to scratch his face with her big big names....

Calming down herself, She tried to get up. But looked like luck wasn't in her favour, as her leg tripped on the slippery floor and she closed her eyes in fear of hitting the ground anytime. Before her back could hit the floor, a pair of hands caught her. She opened her eyes slowly to meet his dark brown orbs that were already staring into hers.

The cold water flowing from the shower to his hairs hitted her face making her gulp in nervousness. He lifted her from waist slowly and helped her to stand on her feet... Extending his hand, he turned off the knob of the shower...

"Who are you? "

He asked distancing himself from her. She stared at his water soaked bare body. It was the sexiest thing she had ever seen. She felt her throat go dry after looking at his well toned muscles, Six packs and the bulky biceps that would put any model to shame. The water flowing down his chest made him look more appealing and she couldn't stop herself from staring him blankly... Her fingers itched to trace those muscles of his chest...

"I asked Who are you? "

She jerked her thoughts after hearing him repeat the question .

"Riddhi... Riddhima.... Aaryan's Fr... Friend"

She managed to speak in between the hot breathes...

"Naa jaan, naa pehchaan... Then why the hell did you colour me?"

He said moving his head closer to her. He looked at her face which was blooming like a young bud. Her quivering lips looked so plumpy and tasty that he almost felt his throat go dry. Clothes were sticking to her body like a second layer of her skin revealing her feminine curve. She looked like a mermaid in that white water soaked salwar....

His breathes fanned over her face. She moved her lips to speak but became blank after having a look at his face. He lost his mind looking at the way her lips were trembling. Leaving her wrist, he slided his hand slowly on her waist. She clenched her eyes tightly as she felt her wet body crushing with his bare uppar part.. Her hands automatically rested on his shoulderblade.
They didn't realise how close they were standing unless she felt his hot breath on the skin of her forehead.

"Chod...Chodiye mujhe"

She said weakly. Her voice, clearly betraying her. Vansh smirked seeing his effect on her. For some unknown reason, he was very much liking their proximity.

"What if i don't "

He asked bringing his face more closer to her...

"Then I..I'll file a molestation case against you."

She flared her nose like a cute little angry bird and uttered whatever came to her mind... Vansh chuckled hearing her

"Me kissing you in your imagination is not a molestation. "

He said naughtily. She gasped hearing his shameless reply. Pervert.

Pushing him hardly on the wash basin, she managed to escape from the bathroom. He chased her and found her struggling with the locked bedroom door.

And next thing he knew was she was being caged by him against the bedroom door with her hands locked with him about her head. What is happening to her? Never has she let any man manhandle her like this. Why isn't she feeling like stopping him... Or slapping him. Afterall, he is just a stranger for her. And Being Aaryan's brother doesn't give him a character certificate...

"You aren't allowed to go untill you answer me "

He said grumpily in her ears sending shivers down her spine. Never have she felt so intimidated by someone.

He was so close to her that even a single movement by her lips would end up in kiss! Though they were hyper aware about this new sensation that was travelling inside their body but none of them wanted to move back. They felt so right ,so complete in each other's proximity. They say love sweeps away ground from your feet. And this was what actually happening with them -

Ground sweeping off from their feet...

"Ac..Actually Aaryan... He betted. I mean... Usine shart lagayi thi.."

She found herself at loss of words in his proximity. He smirked seeing how easily he is making her go weak in her knees.

"That jerk...I should have known. "

Vansh spoke gritting his teeth. Pushing him slightly, she turned around and tried to open the lock forcefully. He allowed her to do whatever she wanted to. The door opened after lot of struggle and the next moment she was running from his room to save her life.

Bumping into three to four unknown faces, she reached the garden and stopped to catch some breath. She looked around to see her Nanu and finally found him talking to Ajay uncle.

"Nanuuuu..... "

She called loudly to draw his attention.

Hearing her voice, both Nanu and Ajay turned towards her direction.

Before they could see her, someone caught her wrist and dragged her along...

" Ahh... Leave me.. Chodiye."

She said struggling in his hold...

"Naah naah.. Itne aasani se nahi. Abhi to tumhe rang lagana baki hai."

He spoke taking a fistful of pink colour powder from the plate. Pinning her against a pillar, he slowly coloured her cheeks. She shivered due to the contact of his cold finger with her cheeks. He leaned towards her face and coloured her nape with blue powder. She felt like her legs were melting. She held the hem of his shirt for support.

He smirked seeing her red cheeks and completely flushed state. Coming closer to her left ear, he whispered

"Ab tum mere rang me puri tarah se rang chuki ho.. Enjoy "

And before she could understand anything, he lifted her in his arms in bridal style and plunked her in the tub containing coloured water.

Taking her head out from the water she looked at him in astonishment... All the little kids already playing In that tub laughed on her. He bent down near the tub...

"Apna mobile mere room me hi chhod gyi thi tum. By the way, I am Vansh aur maine apna number isme save kar diya hai. Fir kabhi holi khelne ka man kare to bulalena.. "

Her mouth formed O shape because of his statement.

Nanaji and Ajay who were watching all this from not so far corner smirked looking at each other. And this marked the beginning of a new chapter in their life.

FLASHBACK ENDS...

She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't even realised when Vansh stood close to her....

"Kya soch rahi ho?"

He asked hugging her from behind...

"Yahi ki ab mai aapki biwi ban chuki hu"

She said lovingly. The glow of her face was visible even in that dark room...

"Pata hai, mere zindagi me saare rang thhe... Sivaay Laal rang ke....Jab tumhe pehli baar mujhe rang lagate huye, mere kamre me , mere bathroom me yoon bighte huye dekha tha tabhi tay kar liya tha ki tumhari maang me ye rang mai hi bharunga... "

He spoke rubbing his nose on the skin of her shoulder... Closing her eyes, She rested her back on his chest giving in to the new sensations that her body was feeling.

"Before I met you, my life was just a black canvas. You came and filled it with colours and made me the happiest person alive. Thank you so much for being the rainbow in my life. I love you so much.. Bohot mohobbat karta hun mai tumse Riddhima. "

He spoke with lots of love and affection after making her face him....The genuineness in his eyes touched her heart.

"Janti hun..."

She hugged him back and then they lived happily ever after...

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A/N :-- One more Edkv OS of mine that i converted into RiAnsh OS. As it was written in 2018, so vocab is quite different ... Hope u like it. Do let me know ur views