~Lamhe~

Plot-  That day, Mayank was not able to blackmail Sonu , as when Ishqi tried to step out of the marriage , Suman ji's condition also started worsening along with Mayank's Dad. She couldn't bear to save a life by sacrificing two such people, who considered her as their own daughter . It has been a year since Ishqi and Mayank got married . They shifted to US after a week of their marriage . Ishqi went away leaving everyone..Ahaan, Sonu, Masi,Kartik...just everyone! After she went , Ahaan started to take care of Masi , the old age home...and everything close to her ! Her memories were the only thing he could keep to his tormenting heart ,who didn't even settle for a second since she shifted with his best friend and her 'husband' ! The matter of fact was ....He missed her ! He missed her being around him and annoy him! He missed to be called her 'AVM' . An year later...Ahaan goes to Us for a business deal , and he meets her again ! what has destiny written for them? a happily ever after or another phase of life long detachment ...!

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A ballroom was illuminated with different pastel lights and all bright colors , to mark the year's biggest business award. People with British origin could only be seen here and there managing the function, while a Indian girl in black pencil skirt and white shirt was busy guiding the different business tycoons from 'round the globe , to their specific rooms at the backstage . She was accompanied with an Iranian assistant and a French multilingual help who would assist her during the whole event .  A microphone fixed in her shirt and an ear bud , made her look different from her usual attire. She was originally 5'2 but her black silhouettes made her look almost 5'5 today . Her mid length hair kept sleek straight , tied in a high pony tail and nude makeup with winged liners were enough to reflect her personality - bold and beautiful ! 

Today , was an important day for her ...not only professionally ..but also personally! She was about to take a step for herself  and make her way out of a cage to a world of infinite freedom ! But what gift her destiny kept for her today , was something she wished for the past  one year .

Music.....

Kyun beech mein yeh deewarein hain
Badhne lagi yeh dararein hain
Hai wajah kuchh wajah

A man in his late twenties entered from the halls back's stage , when he was greeted with a French girl -"Good evening Sir. how may I help you?"

"Good evening .  Actually I am here for the awards night and I can't find my room..can you just help me with it?" He said ,while an Iranian help took his luggage from the VIP car that was sent to bring him.

"Sure Sir...please show your pass" He handed her the pass and she checked his details , calling out her colleague to help the Indian man to his room. "Mr. Ah..Ahaan Veer Malhotra, CEO of Veer Malhotra Industries , Delhi , India please refer to room no.1503 . Thank you and have a nice day ahead!" He heard her voice from the speakers fixed onto the side walls. "Is she here? Did I just hear..hear her?..wo yaha hai to Mayank..she works here! I need to find her !" His aching heart started beating faster just listening her voice."Excuse me..can I meet you colleague who just announced my name...just for once!" 

"Sorry Sir, you can but now she is pretty busy with the event. we can't disturb her !" and before he could interrogate further she made her way out , while the man beside him headed to his room, making him unwillingly following him to the same way.

In dooriyon ke ishare hain
Samundar mein doobe kinare hain
Har jagah har jagah

Reading his name made her heart skip a beat ! He's here . She would be seeing him after a whole freaking year. 'Wo yaha hai Ishqi..ek baar jake mil aa. Lekin kis liye? unka tujhse koi lena dena nahi hai..unki to shadi bhi ho chuki hogi. Tu chup kar aur apne kaam pe focus kar ..aaj tujhe kisi bhi hal me is pinjre se bahar nikalna hai..bas ab aur nahi..mere liye meri masi ke alawa koi maine nahi rakhta..jis insan ke liye maine apni zindagi di wo usi din meri nazron me niche gir chuka tha..aur jis insan se maine py..pyaar kiya usne us ek saal me kbhi mur ke mujhe nahi dekha..tu toot mat Ishqi ..apne kaam pe focus kar !" She wiped the tears trickling down her cheeks with tissues and did her touch up, making her way to the hallroom as the event was about to start.