Chapter 12

[MEMBERSONLY]

[NOCOPY]

Part 8 :: (Day 2[Part 4])

Arnav looked at Khushi. She was staring ahead, at the empty walls. Her gala eyes seemed dead now. Brutally killed by him. He reminded himself. Quaffing down the sudden lump that roused in his throat, he walked towards Khushi.

"Khushi, what happened? Why were you crying?" Arnav asked softly as he inched closer to her.

Khushi lifted her dry eyelids to look at Arnav ji. Why was she crying? Can the reasons be estimated? There are several reasons. The foremost one is, she fell in love with Arnav Singh Raizada. A man who does not give a heed to her feelings. A man who never cared about her. A man who had forced her into marriage and had made a farce of something that held so much importance in her life. A wife? Khushi grimaced as that word crossed her thought. She had always wanted to be a wife. Wanted to be married to a man who will always love her. Have beautiful kids with him. Live a beautiful life. just like she had read in fairytales.

But when had Khushi Kumari Gupta's life had been a fairytale?

Orphaned at the tender age of eight. Then adjusting with the new family. But she has a loving family. Who had always put up with her antics. Who loves her. She isn't mad at them for their behavior on Jiji's marriage day. She knows if Payal Jiji would have done something like that then her family would have behaved the same way. Parents are bound to be mad at you if you do any such things. She should thank Devi Maiya for that. Atleast She had blessed her with a loving family.

But what had she done to bear this brunt? What had she done to fell in love with this man? What had she done to have her heart broken again and again with the same man she loves? What had she done to deserve this?

Characterless!!

He thinks that she is characterless. The only man she loves thinks that she is characterless. He had arraigned her in the worst possible way. But still her heart yearns for him. Still her heart loves him, wants him. The same heart which he doesn't think before breaking and making his way on the same broken pieces of her heart.

And now when she had made peace with all this and had drifted in her own dreamland, he has to come again. Why can't he leave her in peace? But my Arnav ji? He too isn't coming to meet me. why isn't he coming to meet me? This is all because of HER.

"Mujhe is duniya se kioi matlab nahi hai, meri asli duniya to aap ho!"

Her Arnav ji too loves only HER. Nobody wants her. No one! Not the one seating in front of her and even not the one who had promised her to never leave her.

Arnav saw Khushi lost in her own thought. Her face changing expressions every few seconds. He was about to call her when he heard a knock at the door.

Khushi heard a knock on the door and looked towards the door.

Arnav got up from the bed to open the door.

"Hey Mr.Raizada!" Raphael greeted cheerfully.

Arnav acknowledged the greeting with a barely noticeable node.

"Where is Khushi?" Raphael asked, still standing at the door.

Arnav moved little aside so that now Raphael can see Khushi sitting on the bed.

"Oh! There she is. Mr.Raizada, now please excuse us. I need to talk with her and I don't need you here".

Arnav meekly nodded. What else he can do?

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"Hey, Khushi!" Raphael quipped and sat beside Khushi on the bed.

Khushi looked at Raphael confused.

"I had promised to come again and see, I am here." Raphael tried to gauge some reaction from Khushi but to no avail.

Raphael scratched his brain to come up with some idea to make the girl, sitting in front of her speak.

"Khushi, do you know when I was in college, I use to like a girl" Raphael said, scrutinizing her every move with his knifelike observation.

And soon he was rewarded with a look, a look asking him to continue. But he remained quite, wanting her to speak.

"Then what happened?" Khushi asked, eager to listen Raphael's love story.

Raphael looked at Khushi, smiling.

"So you want to know what happened then?" Raphael crooked his eyebrows.

Khushi nodded her head.

"So where I was...yes, I liked a girl. She was really pretty. I wanted to confess to her what I feel for her..."

"Then? You told her?" Khushi asked, eager to know.

Raphael smiled as he replied.

"I was about to tell her..."

"About?"

Raphael nodded making a somber face.

"When I went to confess..."

"What happened then?"

"Then...I was about to confess but.."

"But?"

"But then I found that her friend was more pretty than her.." Raphael continued in a somber way.

Khushi looked at Raphael's bleak face, not knowing how to react. And then she saw the corner of his lips curling in a smile and soon the sound of his laughter resounded the whole room.

Khushi stared at Raphael. Her own lips curling into a smile.

Raphael's laughter stopped instantly as he heard that voice. The infectious sound of her giggles. He stared at her. Where had this smile lost? And more importantly, why had this smile lost?

"Khushi? Any suggestions on how should I improve? You see this is the tragedy with me. whenever I like someone and go to confess my love, I find someone more prettier than her." Raphael made a dull face.

Khushi looked at Raphael's dull face.

"Jab apko sach main pyaar hoga, tab aapko usse khoobsurat koi nahi dikhega.." Khushi said, absent-mindedly.

Raphael looked at Khushi. A hope shining in his eyes. Hope to bring back. Bring back the same girl he had just seen a moment ago.

"Accha? Then I will wait for that to happen.." Raphael smiled.

"So? Have you fallen in love?" Raphael asked to Khushi and the sudden stiffness from Khushi didn't go unnoticed by him.

Raphael shifted close to Khushi and took her hand in his.

"Khushi, look into my eyes.." Raphael said in a calm voice.

Khushi lifted her eyes to look at him.

"Khushi, I can help you. I am your friend. You can share anything with me. Anything" his voice mix with encouragement and a promise. A promise to make everything alright.

Khushi's eyes filled with tears beholding the assurance look in Raphael's eyes.

Raphael saw a pearl of tear rolling down her pale cheek. He lifted his hand and wiped the tear away.

"Khushi, sweetheart, I told you I will make everything alright. Now come on, tell me. You can tell me anything." Raphael encouraged her.

More tears spilled out as a small sob wracked her body.

Sometimes we end up confessing our real feelings and fears to strangers, a stranger whom you know just merely. Because we are tiered of opening our darkest fear to the people who we call ours. Because it's an axiom that the people whom we consider our own hold the colossal power, colossal power to hurt you.

The stranger just listens to you, without being judgmental. Because sometimes you don't want to know whether you are right or wrong, you just want someone to listen to you. A person who listens to you and doesn't judge you whether you are right or wrong.

And for Khushi, Raphael was one such person. Her head on its own accord laid on his shoulder as she began.

"I love him...I really do...but he...he thinks...that...that I am...chara...characterless" Khushi closed her eyes, the pain resurfacing. "He married ...because...becasue of his Di...for ...for six month...I ...I am not characterless...you believe me na?"

Raphael's one hand went on her shoulder to hold her as she sobbed on his shoulder.

"Of course I do, Khushi. I believe you...Shhh...don't cry...I do believe you..." Raphael consoled her.

"But he doesn't believe me...he thinks...he thinks..."

"No Khushi, he doesn't. It must have been a misunderstanding" He can't be wrong in reading eyes. He saw the guilt in Arnav's eyes.

"He told me...he told me ...that I am characterless..."

"Khushi, but now he apologized to you, right? Didn't he?" Raphael asked.

"He did...but...but he had told...told that...that..."

"Forget everything Khushi...forget what he said...if you love him then give a chance to him...to you.." Raphael said softly.

Khushi shook her head vigorously.

"No...you don't know him...he ...he always does this...once I forgive him...he again hurts me...Now ...now I don't have any strength to get hurt...I can't ...I can't..." Khushi was desperate to make her points.

Raphael felt the strong reluctance in her voice and thought of giving it a rest for today.

"It's ok...it's ok, Khushi. But you said you love him, right? So for that love try to give him a chance, ok. Try it. Ok? It's getting late, I will leave now" Raphael said but felt Khushi's hold tighten on his hand.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I will come again. Tomorrow,ok? I will be back tomorrow. But let him do what he does. Give your love a chance. Not for him, for you, for your love. Trust your heart because its your heart that had fallen in love with him. Don't allow your mind to play with you, ok? Trust your heart. will you?" Raphael asked looking at Khushi.

Khushi looked at Raphael, her eyes filled.

After few seconds, Raphael saw her nod at him. Smiling at her, he got up from the bed.

"Ok sweetheart, bye for now. Will be back tomorrow."

He bend and kissed her forehead.

"Bye" Khushi smiled at Raphael.

Smiling at Khushi, Raphael turned and exited the room.

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Arnav saw Raphael exiting the room. He was immediately beside Raphael.

"Doctor, what happened? What did she say?" Arnav asked eager to know everything.

"Relax Mr.Raizada. I can't tell her to tell everything in one go. Its not good for her. But just one advice, just be nice to her, give her a slightess reason to hate you and you will be on the verge of losing her. And tell your sister to stay away from her. Till she is all well" Raphael supplied the needed.

"Stay away from Khushi? Why should I tell Di to do that, Doctor?" Arnav asked confused.

Raphael looked at Arnav.

"Mr.Raizada, meet to tomorrow at my place. I will explain you everything" Raphael said and was about to exit the scene when Arnav's next question forced him to stop.

"Doctor, how does she differentiate between me and her imaginary Arnav ji?" Arnav asked to Raphael.

Raphael turned around to look at Arnav.

He stared in Arnav's eyes.

"Your eyes, Mr.Raizada..."

Arnav looked at Dotor confused.

"All I can see in your eyes is guilt, Mr.Raizada. Where is the love which you claim to have for her. See, I don't know the whole thing but this is not the time to repent. You have your all life to repent for your doing. Make her see the love which she sees in her Arnav ji's eyes. For her, her Arnav ji loves her, she sees the love in his eyes, which she wants to see. And in your eyes? In your eyes she can only see guilt. A guilt which reminds her of everything you have done to her. So for now, get rid of that guilt. If you are really guilty then do everything alright. Prove that you really LOVE her."

Arnav stood there dumbfounded as he saw Raphael turn and leave his house.

Precap---

"Anything Khushi, just tell me. Tell me what you want? I will do anything!" Arnav asked, desperate to make her believe.

"Anything?"

"Anything!"

"Leave you Di..."

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"Why am I feeling guilty Chhote? Why? Had I asked for this favor from you?! Tell me! She is hating me? Why? Why, Chhote??!!" Anjali asked angrily, shaking her brother by his collar.

"What should I do, Di? Tell me?! Just tell me!!! What should I do?!!" Arnav shouted back.

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shona_arhilover2014-09-12 22:12:17