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The atmosphere bright and joyous with bright fairy lights strung all around the house and the branches of the trees in garden making everything look like a place in fairy tale, the house in itself looked like a palace from the tale her mother had always told her in childhood, the charming prince and the wonderful tale of him sweeping off the beautiful princess off her feet, and the very same stories she had built a dream of her own where unknown faceless prince coming and sweeping her off her feet. The stories and dreams still fresh in her eyes she walked inside the house in awe. Raizada Mansion is elegant and charming inside as much as it was outside.
'Amma, this is so beautiful, haina, like some chota sa RajMahal'
Garima chuckled at the wonderstruck expression in her daughter's face 'It is and I heard the people living here is also a Royal family'
'Sachhi?'
'Yes, and we are lucky we got this order to make sweet for the occasion. Now don't go mooning over the place, we have work to do. We don't want Bansari Lal ji to be disappointed in us? It is goodness of him he gave us the order. If get orders like this I would be able to marry you off quite easily.'
'Huh? It is our tasty delicious sweets we make had made him give this contract else he would have not looked our way. Don't underestimate our culinary skills amma, we are the best in making Lucknowi sweets, no one can beat us. And yes I'm only nineteen and I'm not in hurry to leave you soon. So don't worry about sending me off so you can get rid of me that will not happen soon'
Shaking her head at her 'now move Khushi Bansari Lal ji will be waiting for the sweets, it already late from the said time.' Grumbling under her breath Khushi followed her mother holding the bag containing boxes of sweets tightly in her hand. They were helped by one of the helper in the house for the direction to the kitchen where Bansari Lal ji is instructing his cookers. Bansari Lal runs catering business and one of the famous in Delhi. Running successfully for ten years and it was sheer luck and the appreciated words he heard of their delicious and quality sweets from one of his business acquaintance which brought him to choose them after sampling the sweets made by Garima and Khushi, and hiring them to make sweets for all the orders his catering service gets. He had given full freedom to choose their own kitchen to make sweets with the deal of delicious and quality sweets to be made and delivered on time. It was easy that way for Garima and Khushi to work in peace and their way.
'It is time you both got here' Bansari Lal casted them with stern look. With a sorry smile at the man she rushed to apology and relieved a sigh when he relented to it.
Bansari Lal eyeing the bags 'Kishore take the bags and set the plates for the sweets. It is nearly time for the guest to start coming any minute.' Young man not more than Khushi's age strolled forward throwing a charming smile at Khushi as he took the bag from both her and her mother. Feeling disappointed for not being his smile returned from the girl he had been crushing on for the past few months he felt deterred. Khushi is beautiful and he has a yen for her like he had never before, only if she reciprocates it. The girl never bats an eye on his side or to his advances. Well he will work on his charm and ways to lure her, can't let a fine beautiful woman to let through his finger, now. Garima set to help the others when Bansari Lal asked her to give hand and nudged Khushi to do the same. Time passed quickly with guests started strolling inside Raizada Mansion one by one filling the whole down floor mingling with everyone they knew and making new acquaintance. Khushi slipped out of the kitchen wishing for fresh air from the stuffy atmosphere inside. She liked what she saw, the high class people gracing the party but at the same time she would choose to have some air in the garden then to stare at the marvelous people donned their best like the house is at the moment, so instead of heading in the mid sea of people she turned around and took the sliding door to the one which leads to garden.
