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With sun shining so brightly,that it could burn someone,Saira was relived that her dance studio was air conditioned so that the people who learnt dance would do it without getting disturbed by sun's hotness.

Saira Kapoor,aged 29,was a pretty and kind woman.She was such a bright student that people thought she could outdone her brother,Aarav, in business.Which she eventually did but not in their family business but her own dance school.

She could dance her way through any song.Any style you name Saira could make her moves so smooth that the people would finally keep their mouth shut and enjoy the dance.Even in sensual dance,no one could beat.

Her brother Aarav Kapoor,36 years old had overtaken Kapoor business.Successful,handsome and most eligible bachelor till  a month before till he proposed Saira's best friends,Shyla.

Shyla and Saira were friends since they had met.And that means when they had turned 3.

About Saira's parents,Sara Kapoor and Rajvansh Kapoor.

They were pretty broad minded for their children.What they wanted to study,what they wanted to do,everything.Of course,except one thing.Of course,Illegal work were strict no-no.

While Aarav had announced he wanted to marry Shyla,her parents were cloud high.

But with that came a problem.

A very big problem.

Saira's marriage.

She was not ready but her parents were ever ready for a groom.

Shaking her mind off,Saira started to teach little kids a warm up first.

Stretching and a little running Around the studio just increased their stamina.

After a while,when the little kids one hour session was over,they were allowed to go.

With cries of joy and happiness towards their parents,she just laughed at children's reaction.

But then entered,Shyla.

Dressed in a slim fit jeans and a crop top,she looked total stylish.Her hair were in high ponytail,making her look ever pretty with her lips painted pink.

Her brother said those lips as kissable lips.

Ew!

Who tells such things to a sister about her best friend,wondered Saira.

Shyla still managed to run towards Saira in her killer stilettos.

"Guess what?Mummyji has sent you a file about this groom called Nikhil Malhotra.And he is coming to see you tomorrow."

Saira gasped and said,"Tomorrow?As in day after today?i don't even know him."

Shyla was still calm and gestured towards the file.

As she looked over the file,Shyla sat on one of the chairs and made herself a coffee from the coffee maker installed in Saira's office.

She looked over the details and it looked as if a private investigator had written those report.

And she was proven correct as it was submitted by a PI.

She rolled her eyes at this.Only her mom could do this.

She glanced at the details.

Name:Nikhil Malhotra.

Age:35 years.

Education: B.tech from IIT Bombay.MBA from Harvard.

Girlfriends:#1 Miss Shanti Koirala in IIT,broke up due to cheating by Koirala.

#2 Miss Shreya Singh in IIM,broke due to cheating by Shreya.

And there were endless details.

This guy liked dull colours.Saira wondered if he was a boring person.The poor guy had been cheated twice,so she wouldn't be surprised if he was a hard,cold guy like a typical Wattpad CEO story or just like Arnav in is pyaar ok Kya naam do or like Arjun in Manmarziyan.She was a diehard fan of these shows including Everest that awoke her interest in women empowerment.

She now looked at this guy's photo but it was missing.

She gave a questioning look to Shyla who was enjoying her pastry too which she originally had brought for Saira.

At this sight,Saira grabbed that chocolate pastry and ate it.

It was surprising sight that both girls were big foodies but still they were slim.Probably genetics.

Shyla answered Saira after a round of trying-to-eat pastry competition,"Mummyji thinks it would be romantic if you would see the guy directly.And papaji thinks it would be great load of surprise,Atleast for you."

Saira rolled her eyes at her parents wide imagination.

Love at first sight is not possible.

Or is it?

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