Chapter 31
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MARRYING KHUSHI
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Ye pyaar bhi ajib cheez hai,
akdoo se humdard banata hai,
devil se insaan banata hai,
laad governer se humdum banata hai,
aur rakshas se majnoo banata hai,
koi paraya apna sa lagne lagta hai,
uska sukh apna sukh lagne lagta hai,
uska dukh apna dukh lagne lagta hai,
uski pareshani apni lagne lagti hai,
kya karen yaaron dil ke hathon majboor saare hai,
kyon ki ye dil hai ke manta nahi hai,
jab pyaar qubool karne ki baari hai aai,
dil aur dimaag mein hoti hai ladaai,
life mein ek baar to pyaar hota hai bhai,
phir wo laad governer ho ya jalebi baai.
Kaisi lagi humari ye kalakari,
specially made for our dear arshi.
(Thank you Arshipriya)
akdoo se humdard banata hai,
devil se insaan banata hai,
laad governer se humdum banata hai,
aur rakshas se majnoo banata hai,
koi paraya apna sa lagne lagta hai,
uska sukh apna sukh lagne lagta hai,
uska dukh apna dukh lagne lagta hai,
uski pareshani apni lagne lagti hai,
kya karen yaaron dil ke hathon majboor saare hai,
kyon ki ye dil hai ke manta nahi hai,
jab pyaar qubool karne ki baari hai aai,
dil aur dimaag mein hoti hai ladaai,
life mein ek baar to pyaar hota hai bhai,
phir wo laad governer ho ya jalebi baai.
Kaisi lagi humari ye kalakari,
specially made for our dear arshi.
(Thank you Arshipriya)
Part 30
Section 2
The cars halted before RM.
One by one, all the Raizadas and NK alighted from their cars, stretching, yawning.
ASR's car left to take Aman to his home.
ASR scooped up a somnolent Khushi in his arms and walked to the entrance.
Nani, Mami, & Anjali rushed in to the house as a beaming HP opened the door. Akash held up a sleepy Payal and ASR carried a sleeping Khushi as his family made arrangements for the grihapravesh.
ASR whispered, "Khushi!"
She moved slightly, but continued to sleep.
"Khushi!" he spoke louder in her ear.
One lovely eye opened.
Khushi stared at ASR in black sherwani. Why was he dressed like Salman Khan in Ready? Had he gone to attend somebody's wedding?
Her other eye opened too. Why was she in his arms? And her clothes! Khushi gasped. They had gotten married!
She looked around at the big mansion staring at her. This was not Lucknow. So it must be Delhi.
ASR smiled to see Khushi's enlightenment. He lowered Khushi to the ground, reluctantly.
Her limbs weak, she leaned against him and shivered in the cold morning air.
The ladies invited Payal in.
Smiling shyly, Payal lifted her right foot, gently tipped the bowl of rice, stepped in to the plate of dye and walked in to the house, leaving an imprint of her dainty feet.
Next, it was Khushi's turn.
She stared at the bowl of rice with a jaundiced eye. With her luck and disastrous balance, she was more likely to kick it like a football of fall over it while trying to tip it!
She drew in a deep breath, and slowly lifted her right foot.
Suddenly she felt Arnavji holding her by her left arm, supporting her. She turned her head to look at him.
"Khushi!" he whispered, nodding towards the bowl of rice.
Happy that she wouldn't trip, Khushi tipped the rice in gracefully.
The Raizadas cheered.
She stepped in to the plate of dye, her arm still in the safe hold of Arnavji. He watched her walk in to the house, noting the red footsteps on the white marble with pleasure.
As soon as her ritual walk was done, ASR scooped her up in his arms. Her right arm went around his shoulder and her left hand clutched at the collar of his sherwani.
He turned to look at his family.
"Good night!" he murmured.
All stared at him.
"Shouldn't it be good morning?" NK asked, scratching his head in confusion.
"Oo kaa he, NK Bitwaa, after marriage, it is always good night, never good morning!" incorrigible Mamaji laughed.
All laughed while Akash & Payal blushed.
But ASR did not stop to join the revelry.
He carried Khushi up to his room, leaving his family to waste their time in useless pursuits.
ASR carried Khushi in to his bedroom and carefully lowered her to sit on his bed.
She blinked sleepily at him.
"Tired, Khushi?" he asked softly.
She nodded.
HP brought their suitcases and Mittu's cage in and left, smiling. It was a day of miracles. Even Arnav Bhaiyya could get a bride! And that too a girl who could put the divine beauties of yore, Rambha, Menaka, & Tilotamma to shame!
"Change out of your dress and remove your ornaments. Then you can go to sleep." he said. he took Mittu's cage and put it out in his garden by the pool, making sure that Mittu was asleep.
Khushi nodded and stood up on wobbly feet. She walked to the mirror and looked at herself.
She was covered with pins and clips and buried in elaborate jewellery and rich clothes.
She lifted her arms to unpin her dupatta from her hair.
ASR stood watching her with besotted eyes. She was here! Khushi was in his room! After dreaming about her for days, she was finally in his room!
The dupatta fell off her hair and hung down her back.
She then attacked the maang tikka, scowling at it in the mirror.
ASR's feet moved towards her without his volition.
Slowly his gentle hands joined hers in removing her maang tikka.
When Khushi unscrewed her left earring, he removed the right one.
As Khushi twisted to see the fastening of the necklace at her nape, he brushed aside her hair and unfastened it for her.
He then helped her remove her bangles, gently tugging them off her arms, careful not to hurt her.
"Shukriya." Khushi murmured, scared to look in to his eyes.
His fingers moved to her waist to undo her waist band.
Khushi took a step back. "I... I will do it." she said, her voice a low whisper.
"I will help." ASR, the boy scout said.
She caught hold of the hook of the waist band, but before she could make an effort to undo it, his fingers brushed hers aside and took over.
Gently, his warm fingers touching the silky skin of her waist, he undid the chain. It fell to the floor and lay there like a silvery snake.
Khushi trembled and fell back against him.
ASR swallowed... hard.
"Khushi, change in to your nightwear & go to bed. I will join you soon." His husky voice cracked at the end of the sentence.
Khushi nodded and escaped from his sphere of influence.
She gathered clothes and ran to the bathroom to freshen up. ASR called his office to check on his business.
When Khushi emerged, he went in to shower and change.
When he came out, Khushi was already in bed, the covers pulled up to her neck, her eyes shut.
He slipped in to bed and looking at her sweet face, drifted off to sleep.
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