Indian Girl With British Lads

Chapter 65

Alia POV

"Alia, what about this?? The color would suit you really well." Mom says.

"No." Zara is fast to counter. "This is good. The color as well as the pattern is very formal as well as sexy. Take this."

"Or else this one." Sonam picks up another saree from the whole collection spread in front of us.

"Exactly. This would suit you very well." Mr. Maheshwari said. He has been very close to our family since 20 years. He supplies sarees to my family on my maternal side.

I take a look at the saree in his hand. Peacock green color with heavy embroidery. I take the sari from his hands and examine it. A small smile forms on my lips and immediately I decide to take this.

"Yes this one."

"Perfect." Mom says.

I take the sari and continue examining it while my mom pays for it.

Zara and  Sonam are gushing about the sari and how they will later on go for the shopping for matching accessories for the sari.

All these preparations for  the dinner party of the Chief Minister. My mom and sister seem to be more excited than me. Other guys have gone for the shopping of the suits they will be wearing tomorrow.

~~ Next day

"No Zara. These are very heavy. I can't wear these." I push away the jhumkas kept in front of me. My mom enters the chaotic room and hands me a box of footwear.

I eagerly open the box and in utter delight I watch the heels inside it. No matter what my mom can never go wrong with footwears.

"Love you mom. This is perfect." I hug her.

"Mom, tell di to wear these. They are so beautiful." Zara groans.

"Let her wear whatever she wants. It's her day. And whatever she wears she'll look beautiful."

I look at Zara and stick our my tongue to tease her.

I pick up a simple pair of emerald earrings and wear them. I take a final look in the mirror.

Perfect!!

"Photo time!!" Sonam cheers and here it starts. For the next 1 hour I am being continuously pestered for different poses and expressions. And when it is over I mentally thank God for sparing me.

When I go downstairs being very careful so that the saree doesn't make me trip on my feet I see others dressed in suits and bows looking very formal.

Zayn immediately comes towards me and plants a kiss on my cheek. "You look beautiful."

The blush on my cheeks was enough as a reply to his compliment.

The cars were already waiting outside to pick us up. In 3 cars me and the boys were comfortably seated and we  all were taken to the hotel where the dinner party would take place.

Who would be there at the event?? The Chief Minister has invited, so does this mean there would only be political leaders?? Oh God!! I hope that is not the case. I  mean who is interested in politicians?? I pray there would be Bollywood stars especially Shah Rukh Khan.

Lost in my thoughts I didn't even realize when we reached the venue. The driver opens the door and immediately the media personnels hound over all 6 of us. All efforts by the bodyguards were in vain. The crazy crowd went more mad when the fans joined in. Flashes of cameras and mobile phones blind us and with loads of difficulty we all reach inside.

The restaurant inside is so different from inside. It is like you are in a different world. The decorations all done in cream, white and other cool colors. We were escorted inside by the manager of the hotel who introduced himself as Mohit Aggarwal.

As soon as we reached the room what the party was held, at the entrance were the CM and the PM of India welcoming us with big smiles on their faces.

"Welcome. Very sorry for the crowd outside. They are unmanageable at times." The PM Narendra Modi said.

"That's fine. It's normal for us. Don't worry." Liam said.

We all go inside and when my eyes look around I see many recognizable faces. The faces which I had only seen on TV and internet.

Big names of business sector, politics and Bollywood were present, all eyes on us. But my  eyes were searching one specific face. Even after sitting on the chairs I was searching for him.

The voice of the CM on the speaker made me aware f my surroundings and I looked at him. His speech was succeed by the PM and still I didn't find him. Different people were approaching us but not him. There were different performances. Performances of all kinds, dancing, singing, stand up comedy.

Arijit Singh, Atif Aslam, Kanika Kapoor sparked the event with their voices. They even made the guys sing some Hindi songs. I swear this video will to viral on the internet in a few hours. Different actors and actresses did some dance numbers. Kapil Sharma made everyone laugh with his broken English and crazy antiques.

"Man! He is amazing." Harry managed to speak in between his feats of laughter.

"You look distracted Alia. What happened??" Louis asks.

"Nothing." I shake my head and pretend to watch the performance of Priyanka Chopra.

Why would he come?? He is the king of Bollywood! A very busy man. Maybe he didn't get time.

"And now the last event by the best actor of the world. With a round of applause welcome Mr. Shah Rukh Khan." Hearing his words stunned me so much that I couldn't even join my hands for a clap.

He came on the stage and the music of Kuch Kuch Hota Hai started to play. He danced on many of his songs but I couldn't focus on the songs. My head, my thoughts were filled by only one person. Shah Rukh Khan.

After his performance he descends down the stairs and approaches our table. He shakes everyone's hands and when he came to me my head felt light headed. No Alia. You won't faint.

I managed to stand upright and he hugged me. That was my fangirl moment.

"God!! I am a biiiig fan." I say.

"No, I am a fan of yours. Especially my daughter. She loves you." Shah Rukh Khan says.

And the whole event I spent talking with my idol and many other famous faces of Bollywood.

The dinner was all about different Indian dishes. I tasted many of them but still I couldn't eat all if them. More than 50 items were there for the dinner. The party went on till 3 am at night.  Niall and Harry were talking to some actresses maybe busy flirting with them. Liam , Louis and Zayn were talking to some musicians and singers while I was busy talking with some film directors discussing movies.

At 3:30 am everyone started leaving and that's when we all decided to leave too.

"Thank you for this event sir. It was amazing." Louis says to the PM, Narendra Modi before leaving.

"It is my pleasure to have you all in India. I know what your fans have been doing to bring you here." He chuckles. "I hope you all enjoy your time here."

"Sure sir." Liam replies.

We all leave and head home with our stomachs filled with delicious food and heart filled with beautiful memories.

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I know this chapter was shit. I didn't actually feel like writing this but  I also thought that I should update as I keep you all waiting for  weeks.

Important notice 1: I am going to try my best to finish this story in a few chapters coz I feel like it is being dragged. So if u feel like the story is being rushed then this is the reason.

Important notice 2: One of my readers here has written a short story called "Love Washed Ashore." The reader's name is Lishaak. So please go and check it out. You'll love it, believe me.