2008
frizzy
hair...
hectic school life...
Aahaana screams,
"EWWW EWWW EWW EWWW...
Shaadi.. NO WAY!
In English Shaadi is the most hated word of mine! Mein
shaadi nahi kar sakta... Shaadi sirf bewakoof logs karring, i'm bherry
bhery buddhimaan.. mein only sight adiching/ drooling over hot men "
With that she busies herself by watching Abhishek Batchan kissing John
Abraham in Dostana! The doors behind her creek... she startles and
exclaims
"EWWW EWWW EWWW kissing scene... Ewww mein bachcha hoon🤪"
SPANK !
Her Mother India has managed to hurt a part of her skull through the bushy hairlock...
"Ahhh!!"
2010
" Ohh mein blush karrings 😳! Why are my petal soft cheeks turning crimson ☺️☺️? K
yun meri gaal laal laal hoing...? Why am i feeling butterflies inside my tummy...
OH M GEEE 😲...am I getting sick??? NAHIII 🤢!!!!
Wait... not right now when I'm crushing on that hot MAAN SINGH KHURANA's
body!!
Prakriti ka bulava. callings me! Bas karo ... atyachar on my
droolings !
Oh this dudes hot... too hot for me to handle right now ☺️!!! Oh im feeling shy"
and she covers her eyes with her hands!!
Hours later...
"Shaadi? That doesn't sound like a bad idea... a guy like MSK would totally flatter me!"
2012
Aahaana's shayari
"Shaadi... so many around are tying the knots! I feel like a turtle moving very slowly with this aspect of life! I'm tired of sharing these dark and gloomy and scary nights all alone... its been xx years and I'm still not over the fear of darkness 💔! And the only solution to overcome my fear is to marry 😎!!!"
2013
April
It's raining cats and dogs outside. Everyone at Aahanaa residence is fast asleep while Ms. Aahaana sneaks underneath her blanket with the company of her lappy drooling over RishBala, her latest obsession
" Hayee, mein faint, blush, drool, cry and die -ings Day Dreaming Koi tho much bachaooos pleaseee" ❤️
Her mind wanders off yet again,
"Darn I'm yet to find the man of my dreams... a
tall, handsome, modern, smart, well educated, in a good job, with a
good family and a great mother who won't get involved kinda guy.
Where oh WHERE is my prince charming... " ☺️
Mr Daddy is on the phone
" Aama aama, my daughter is a rombha nalla ponnu you see. She's the bestest DIL any MIL will be looking for. She will do all duties and is great with money. Never goes shopping for herself and saves every penny and buys gifts for her family members only! She loves to cook all types of cuisine... yeah yeah... very good indeed"
" ARRANGE MARRIAGE.. 😲😲
She puts on her thinking cap and steps out quickly to her favourite mall.
Just
as she enters the mall,
a sudden thrust of wind ripples through,
the wind chimes dance along to the tunes of the wind forming a melody ❤️. Amidst all this a sexy four wheeler slows down the empty lane and the eyes behind the wheels scan Aahaana head to toe sending chills through her spine.
"Oh what a sight! God surely has sent the man of my dreams... and i better not miss this one 
... ohhh EM GEEE... my maan singh khurana agaya 😳😲☺️"
and waits impatiently for the handsome dude to make his way.
"Hey... who are you man? 😎"
with a smile on her face she boldly asks the tall and muscular Manpreet.
"God Morgan... I'm Manpreet... May I know who you are?" 😛
"I'm the girl you were scanning from top to toe..
" Dekha
hai teri aankhon ko... Chaha hai teri adaon ko... Dekha hai teri
aankhon ko... Chaha hai teri adaon ko... Isme mera kasoor kya hai sanam "
Many are coffee addicts simply because they want to remain alert at all times and be awake. But Aahaana, for the firs time takes a sip off her coffee and plants a kiss on the cup edge. She then looks up into those sharp eyes and offers him her cup of coffee .
He too takes the cup and takes a sip from the same spot, assuring Aahaana that he would be the man of her dreams. The doors to their hearts unlock and hence begins another love story. this time in reality 😳!!!
" Jaan-e-jana
tujhey hai kasam, Dekha hai teri aankhon ko, Chaha hai teri adaon
ko, Dekha hai teri aankhon ko, Chaha hai teri adaon ko, Isme mera kasoor
kya hai sanam "
2016
"Jaan,
where are my favorite chappals? I can't find it. UGH, my
favorite chappals I've been crushing on for the last while..."
cries Meli 😭😭.
Manpreet laughs hysterically
"Crush over chappal? No wonder why you treat me like one!" 🤣🤣
"Excuse me, you you porukki 🤬. How dare you hurt me like that 😭.? Do you know how hard it is to be a girl 😡.? You men expect us to do all house chores but can't digest our fashion sense. It's my stress reliever. And you wouldn't say this if you truly loved me 🥺. Anyways you dedicate too much time for your work 😡, charity and temple and you don't even bother about me and my needs 😡. Til you sincerely apologize to me I'm going to pray to God that he right away switch our roles 🥱. That I, Aahanaa, be turned into a workaholic, who dedicates her time for charity and temple and not you... 😡😡"
She storms off to the shrine room with tears leaving Manpreet in shock yet in an amusing way!
"Muruga Muruga Krishna Muruga Muruga... Varam thaa varam thaa brintha
varam thaa varam thaa"
crocodiles tears stream through Meli's eyes while praying. 😭😭
Manpreet composes himself so not to laugh further and making a bathrakali out of Meli 😆. The last few years have indeed been a blessing for him though not the easiest! But he's happy he is an expert at handling Meli's tantrums!
He a Canadian born Punjabi... she a Tamil Nadu born Tamilian.
2
different States indeed
but there love for Norway made them bond and
become inseparable.
His weakness are her tears, and he decides that he would do anything to make her happy. 😳
He grabs a hold of her hand... twisting her several times...
Life can be a roller coaster with ups and downs. Often times words become our enemy when in anger... but when around some understanding people like Manpreet and Aahanaa's family and close buddies from the virtual world any issues can be resolved! Aahaana truly is blessed... Yes her prince charming has arrived and has swept her off her feet. And now she gears up for the wedding bells!
P.S. Based off a TRUE STORY! The characters are REAL and all FEELINGS are real!
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