“We have come a long way indeed,” Raashi said softly.
Sameer gathered her closer into his arms leaving no space between them. “Yes we have and all I want right now is to be alone with you.”
Sameer lifted her hands to his lips and kissed them.
“You think anyone would mind, if we...crept away?” Raashi asked him, her eyes sparking with mischief.
“Only one way to find out,” Sameer said. He took her hand in his. “Come on. Let’s go start our forever, now,” And he led her to the exit.
Janak Sehgal watchedas his grandson pulled Raashi towards the exit of their hotel lawns. History had repeated itself and settled very well for these two. He was delighted with this outcome. He couldn’t have chosen a better man for his angel,Raashi, than his own grandson, Sameer. They were perfect for each other in every way and more. He smiled.
“Looks like you got your wish after all,” said a voice at his side.
Janak Sehgal turned to see Varun Bali standing next to him, sipping his drink.
Janak nodded at him. “Thank you for putting Raashi’s name on the top of your son’s list of brides. It was brilliant and I owe you. Sameer couldn’t hurry up to claim her after he found out Rithwik was pursuing her.”
Varun Bali smiled “I am happy it turned out well for Sameer. My son on the other hand has decided to drink himself to oblivion.”
He raised his glass pointing it at Rithwik who stood at the bar downing one drink after the other.
“Are you sure forcing him to marry is the right thing for him?” Janak asked carefully.
“That boy parties late almost every single night and is at work at sharp ten the next morning. And then he works the whole day and late into the night at times and then the cycle continues endlessly. The only two women who even remotely mattered to him are both married to your grandsons. He needs to settle down before he burns himself up,” Varun Bali said watching his son. “And if the only way I can get him to do that is to threaten him with losing the work that he loves, then I am willing to take the risk. Besides, so many arranged marriages have worked in the past. I can’t see why his would not.”
Varun Bali watched as Janak’s other grandson Rishi joined Rithwik at the bar. A few minutes later the two of them left the party together in very high spirits. For sure, they would be painting the town red that night. He shook his head and sighed deeply. Someday his son would understand that everything he did was for him.
Till then, well tomorrow, was yet another day.
THE END
