A/N : Hello everyone! Here I'm with updates. I was thinking of making 4 updates that are Citylights, Gentleman's promise, A KaVi os ( As a new year gift to ya'll) and An Abhirika os ( Requested) Anyway, here are two of them. I'll be updating both of the os' tommorow!

Can't thank everyone personally since I have to finish the KaVi os but thanks to everyone who read and reviewed. Also, I wanna clear this right here today, I have a life apart from ff and we have some problems there. I understand you wait for update but you need to co-operate. My father was ill past week, just to explain the delay since some people get 'disappointed' with me again and again, even though I don't feel the need to disclose my private life with anyone.

Enjoy Reading!

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Kavin and Purvi got down on the Churchgate station before walking out through the exit.

" Purvi, woh dekho. Aakhri gali mein Wankhede stadium hai." Kavin told her as they advanced towards the marines.

" Tumhe kaise pata yeh sab?" Purvi asked.

" College ke first year mein, mera ek dost Mumbai se tha. Woh hamesha yeh sab hi toh batata rehta tha. Yaha par yeh hai, waha par woh hai. Itni baar suna hai ussey ke sab dimag mein baith gaya."

The husband explained as both of them walked on one of the four lanes of churchgate. The trees surrounding old british styled infrastructure caught Purvi's eye in no time.

" Kavin, inn buildings mein rent par bhi apartment bohot mehenga hoga na?" She asked, looking at him.

" Bohot. Deposite hi laakho mein hota hai, rent bhi hoga kuch sattar assi hazar tak." He answered.

" Lekin yaha par rehna bhi toh utna mazedaar hota hoga na. Socho, marine drive ke saamne ghar. Subeh shaam jab chaho, khidki kholo aur saamne dekho toh itna pyaara nazara." Purvi made her point.

" Marine drive ke nazare ki wajah se hi toh itni keemat hai." Kavin chuckled as they walked across the street.

Crossing the road both of them reached the bay. The gigantic arabian sea welcomed them with open arms, the evening was breezy.

" Chalo baithte hai." Kavin spoke.

" Nahi. Thodi der chalte hai pehle. Agey baithenge. Waise bhi yaha par bheed hai."

Purvi told him as they glanced around. Kavin nodded in agreement before they started walking ahead towards Girgaon chaupati.

" Waise aaj subeh maa ka phone aya tha." Kavin spoke as he slipped his hand in Purvi's.

" Accha? Kya keh rahi thi?" Purvi asked.

" Pehle toh unhone bataya ke tumhara phone off tha. Woh tumhe call kar rahi thi."

" Arey haan, subeh battery dead thi aur jaldi jaldi mein charge karna bhi bhul gayi main. Woh chodo tum yeh batao ke Maa kya keh rahi thi? Papa kaise hai?" Purvi enquired, enough enthusiastic.

" Dono ekdm theek hai. Hamari khabar puchne ke liye phone kiya tha. Lage haath Papa se bhi baat ho gayi. Dono ko bohot chinta ho rahi thi hamari." Kavin answered.

" Main kal unko phone kar ke baat kar lungi. Mujhe bhi bohot yaad aa rahi hai unki."

Purvi had a special place in her heart for Kavin's parents. She loved them, she cared for them, sometimes a bit than Kavin did. Kavin's parents, Balraj and Radhika Khanna were fond of Purvi too. It wasn't a cakewalk for either of them to let each other go. They had to, because it was Kavin and Purvi's decision to leave their home town and make a living on their own.

" Tumhe toh aur bhi zyada yaad aati hogi na unki, Kavin?" Purvi asked, tenderly.

" Aati hai lekin theek hai. Yaha aane ka decision bhi toh hamara hi tha na? Agar yun dheele pad gaye toh agle mahine wapas jaana padega Jaipur."

Silence sneaked in between them as they walked for a while being completely quiet. Now the interesting part came when they started the observing. People who sat on the bay, showed so much of diversity.

Some sat in couple, glued to each other, snogging intensely. While some couples sat poles apart from each other, awkwardly. A group of friends sat a little ahead of that, while a guy sat alone next to them. Two teenagers walked behind Kavin and Purvi, conscious of someone known spotting them together, while an old pair walked ahead of them, Grandpa having a walking stick in one hand and grandma's hand clutched in other.

Life is just like the people on Marine drive. Sometimes it'll embrace you with it's best, while sometimes it'll push you away, throw you down in the ugliest pit.

At times you'll be surrounded by so many people, almost everyone. While there will be times when everybody would leave you to end up alone. People who once stood in your support will try to bring you down.

There will be a time when all you would want is to hide. Hide from people, from sitations and from problems. While inversely at times, you'd just stop caring. You won't give a shit to whatever said by whom so ever.

There's no better educator than life, and no better learner than you.

"Coffee piogi?"

Kavin asked as both of them stopped in front of a stall. Purvi nodded positively.

" Tum jaa kar baitho. Main laata hu."

Purvi turned and climbed up on the rocky surface and sat facing the tetrapods shielding everyone from the sea. Sun was just about to set, barely few minutes left. Kavin sat next to her, extending one of the paper cups which contained hot coffee.

" Sambhal kar, garam hai." He told her.

She gave out a tiny smile before blowing a little air to shift away the vapour. Purvi and Kavin couldn't be in any better place at the moment. Marine drive, sunset, two cups of coffee, him and her.

Purvi glanced at her man and for a reason, she decided to leave her gaze to rest over him. She neared him and slipped her slender hand in his firm one. Kavin smiled, locking their fingers together.

They lived in the moment. Isn't that what we all need to do? Stop running and breathe for once, look around, appreciate what we have, live in the moment.

Just when Kavin and Purvi thought the evening couldn't get any more beautiful, Mumbai had a gift for them. Street lights flickered on to light and made the C shaped structure look like string of pearls.

Queen's necklace at it's best, adding to the beauty of atmosphere, yet again.

One couldn't trade the world for the sight of queen's necklace, shining gloriously. One last element added to Kavin and Purvi's perfect night when a group of college students occupied the place next to them over a little distance and started jamming.

Two of them had guitars and rest of them sung as they played some soul soothing, classic romantics like Meherbaan, Rozaana, Jab tak, Kahin toh hogi woh.

The newly weds couldn't be more grateful to everything that contributed to make their evening perfect.

That's how Mumbai gave a date to remember for life time to yet another couple.

" Main nikal raha hu, Purvi. Bye."

Kavin closed the door behind him as he left for the interviews. He climbed downstairs, reading several addresses. That's when he bumped with someone.

" I'm so sorry." He apologised to a girl in her early twenties.

" No that's okay. Mera hi dhyan nahi tha." The girl replied, picking her handbag up.

"You must be Noor?" Kavin looked at her.

" Yes, how do you- oh! Aap Kavin ho? Purvi ke husband?" Noor questioned.

" Bilkul. Purvi toh tumhare baare mein baat karte thakti nahi hai." Kavin smiled at the girl.

" Really? Waise Purvi kal aap ki bhi bohot baatein kar rahi thi. Kal raat woh mujhe mili thi na gallery mein tab usne koyi aur baat ki hi nahi. Aap se bohot pyaar karti hai." Noor told him.

"So toh hai. Waise tum subeh subeh kaha se aa rahi ho?" Kavin asked.

" Main call centre se. Job karti hu na toh shift khatam hui. Aap interview dene jaa rahe ho na, bhaiya?"

" Haan."

Noor was quick enough to pull out a chocolate bar from her bag before holding it out to him.

" Yeh lijiye. Dahi shakkar nahi toh chocolate hi sahi. All the best, bhaiya."

Kavin smiled before taking the bar from her hand.

" Tum bilkul waisi ho jaise Purvi ne bataya tha. Thank you." He smiled at her.

" Aur aap bhi. Ab main chalti hu, bohot neend aa rahi hai. Aap ko bhi late ho raha hoga."

Kavin walked ahead and waited for the bus on bus stop before pulling out his phone and calling Purvi.

" Haan bolo, Kavin?" Purvi answered immediately.

" Noor se mila main kuch der pehle. Abhi abhi job se lauti hai woh, uske liye kuch khane ko le jaogi tum? Mujhe lagta nahi usne kuch banaya hoga ghar pe."

" Le jaati hu. Tum chinta matt karo."

Purvi prepared for the interview after checking on Noor and providing her with some aloo parathas. The day passed on like mist as Purvi kept on searching for job, she gave interviews without pause but the result never came in her favour. That evening Purvi returned home and made herself a cup of tea, she was engrossed in her thoughts when Kalpana knocked on her door.

" Arey daadi, aaiye na."

Purvi smiled as she got up to pour another cup of tea for the old lady.

" Tum kyu takleef leti ho? Abhi abhi aayi ho na bahar se, mujhe chai nahi chahiye." Kalpana tried to decline.

" Ek cup chai se kuch nahi hota, uss bahane aap mere hath ki chai bhi taste kar lengi, lijiye." Purvi handed her the cup before taking her seat near window, while Kalpana sat on the chair.

" Kavin nahi aaya?"

" Nahi, usko thoda time lagega."

" Waise main tumhe kuch dene aayi hu."

Kalpana put her cup of tea aside for a moment before grabbing her handbag and pulling something out of it, it was an idol of lord Ganesha. Having a moderately small size, the idol had such glorious eyes, such adorable facial structure, that's the beauty of Bappa. You'd fall in love with him without even knowing about it.

" Yeh?" Purvi asked, slightly overwhelmed.

" Siddhivinayak gayi thi main, waha se layi hu tumhare liye. Bappa toh Mumbai ki jaan hai. Inko apne ghar mein jagah dogi toh yeh tumhare aur Kavin par aane wale har musibat ko khatam kar denge, Vighnharta hai yeh."

Purvi was touched, although she was confused if it was for Kalpana's sweet gesture or the fact that there was a new member at her home from now on.

" Main aap ko kaise thank you kahu mujhe samajh nahi aa raha-"

" Tum dono ne jis din mujhe daadi bulaya uss mein hi sab kuch aa gaya. Ab yeh lo, Kavin aane ke baad dono mil kar Bappa ki sthapana karna. Main chalti hu, bohot kaam pada hai ghar pe."

After Kalpana was gone, Purvi sat on her place staring at the idol in her hands. It felt like she could admire Bappa for ever, without getting tired even for a moment. Something struck her mind before she picked her phone and called her husband.

" Kavin, suno kaha pohoche?"

" Haan kuch samaan lana tha. Agarbatti, ek niranjan, thode se phool aur paav kilo mithai wale modak."

" Tum aao toh ghar pe, sab pata chal jayega. Khaas mehmaan aaye hai hamare ghar."

Around seven thirty, Kavin and Purvi placed Ganpati Bappa on his rightful place. Lamp was lit along with the joss sticks, Bappa was showered with milk and placed on a tiny bed of flower petals. Kumkum was placed on Bappa's forehead before keeping the modaks in front of him.

Kavin had never seen his wife do something religious with such excitement. Purvi's face was practically glowing. Her smile brought a smile on his face as well, he gently put an arm around her as she finished pampering the god of beginings.

Purvi let her husband hold her as she leaned to his side. Just like that, there little family of two had become of three.

This is the speciality of Bappa, he blends among people like sugar in milk. Once you give him space in your heart, he'll guard you like your parent. Truly as they say, if Mumbai is one's heart then Ganpati bappa is it's beat. There's no Mumbai without Bappa.

From that day, Kavin and Purvi took Bappa's blessings before leaving for interviews. A month passed away in search of job, two three interviews at a day, still no job for the married pair. Of course, if it was easy, it wouldn't have been in Mumbai then.

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A/N : The one shots will be updated by tommorow, do check 'em out! Happy new year in advance to all of you!

- Divyaa26 :)