Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Arnav- Chapter One- Boom Bang Boom. From the Diaries of Khushi Kumari Gupta. So Payal got me this diary for my birthday and I have just never used it. This should make hiding it from all the nosy nelsons constantly wandering into my dorm room fairly easy.

Dive in the world of fantasy, only coming out gasping into reality. Never be entirely idle; but either be reading, or writing, or praying, or meditating, or endeavoring something for the public good. A fake engagement- a real wedding. 8221; Why is it that every time I try to do something nice for you, it backfires? 8221; Anjali asked her brother, thoroughly put out by his attitude that evening. Anjali continued, stuffing flower.

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Three years ago, Ananya Iyer and Rajshekhar Malhotra parted ways when she moved to New York . They meet again at a wedding, neither expecting to face the other. As they struggle to gain closure, they realize that perhaps closure may not look as they thought it should. Updates will be sporadic, due to my uncertain and busy schedule as a student. I will try to be as regular as possible though, and I hope you stick with me through the duration of this story.

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I thought this was a kitchen garden. said Khushi as she fumbled with the shovel. It is he said, his attention focussed on rooting the mint sprig. Why am I planting chrysanthemums then? She said, not a little frustrated. She was expecting to hear his footsteps, but instead she felt him walk towards her, kiss her top of her head before walkin.