And the award for best enterprenaur goes to Ms Keya Pratap Singh .Keya.. Karan muttered to himself sitting in his Manhattan office and called his parents in India to remove information regarding her ,but his parents refused to share any kind of information regarding Keya because when he was India few years ago, he in front of everyone in his office broke her sensitive heart into shreds by refusing her proposal and insulted her for being too nerdy and this incident still echoed their ears
“Ma…I know you both hate me for what I have done with Keya ” he says running his finger through his silky hair .
No Response !
No Response !
“Ma..are you there on the line” Karan asks her by getting up from his comfortable sushi stretchable chair .
“Hmm yes tell me what can I do for you ?”Mallika Oza asks in clipped tone .
“Ma….”, madam Keya is on Skype and wants to talk to you , Mr. Vikram Pratap Oza calls her from his study .
“Ok , I have to go now so I will speak to you later ”Mallika in a very harried voice says this and cuts his call.
Mrs . Iyer , Mrs . Ahuja , Mrs . Bhosale , Mrs . Singh and Mrs .Oza along with their husbands started chatting with Keya as if she is some celebrity .
Karan starts crying in front of his sick grand father who made him a selfish business tycoon, seeing his grandmother playing with Keya′s toys , Karan inquisitively questions her “Dadi , why are you playing with these toys ” .
“Because I love to and I love Keya too ” she says and leaves the kitchen counter .
“Ting Tonk” the bell rings
Dadi runs towards the door with a speed of horse , panting she opens the door and smiles at Keya . Keya hugs her and mutters something that brings a smile on his Dadi′s face .
“Dadi , Mr. Oberoi – your ex has sent wishes for you on your wedding day darling ” she says by extending a packet .
Turning her eyes towards Karan , Keya hearts twists in pain and she feels restless .
OK Dadi , I better leave now as I see you having a gala time with your grand son Karan , she says and runs out of their Villa feeling heavy .
She wished to cry but tears did not come out of her eyes .The rain cascaded on her head when Keya feels Karan ′s lips on her neck .
Karan…, she moans his name in protest .But he continues biting her neck teasingly at first ,then passionately by making her cry in want and then she turns herself to see his him.On seeing Keya his hurted nerd he feels something and pulls her towards him .Keya moans deeper as his warm fingers touch her bare back .
“I am feeling guilty for my actions that day when you proposed me Ms Nerd , Keya ” Karan feeling lighten by burden of guilt says with remorse in his eyes.
“Ha ha … seriously Mr. Hulk feels guilty ” Keya says with mock by punching his chest .
Lying her head on his chest , she mutters something incoherent .Wrapping his arms around her waist he thanks grayed hair women by making a gesture towards his Dadi who is watching them from the living room window panel of their Villa by reminisce her love story with Karan ′s grand father .
Karan′s grand father who sees this sight too ,makes a dirty noise to distract his wife Mansvi Pratap Oza . Mansvi who is watching their grandchildren′s romance feels frustrated with old man′s tanturm . Shouting at very high decibel she marches towards his room , after entering his room she feels thrilled to see him walking like a king of 18 th century .
Taking their blessing Karan and Keya start living together with their ultra romantic children Preeti and Veer to this day where Karan still says “For you nerd , Ms Keya Karan Oza”
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