Chapter 70
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Veerji manjuji nay eh eh deta ey parjai vastay en nu pila davo main chalni aa. (Brother, manju ji gave this for sister in law (Bhabhi) make her drink this. Ill leave now.) A girl came handed him another similar pot to first one which Khushi drank. He brought it near her lips and help her drinking it.
Khushi was humming song laying down in his lap playing with hay. Arnav look at her lost in his thought. He knew she isn't in her senses and he can use this opportunity for best. He will let his frustration out his pains out his self thoughts out once in a life time he want to talk to open his heart in front of her to show her his wounds. He knew she won't remember them in morning but it will be good for him because he hated pity for him in other eyes and he hates helplessness in his eyes.
Khushi...she looked up quickly sat straight facing him but stayed quiet. I don't know how i can justify myself, i doubt if i can ever explain you this even. I just can't, expressing my feelings, giving words to my thoughts is simply what i am not good at. Everytime when i attempt to do something good i end up messing everything for me.
I never believed in marriages. For me marriages were set as example of Sharing bed...either your partner is willing or not. If she protest rape her. Give birth to child and leave your wife to look after them. You don't need to work...ask your wife to work and ask help from her parents and after every 3 months take capital out in a way no one guess your talent of corruption. Come home after weeks...loosed yourself in Alcohol...care damn about your family...force your wife to give you money...beat your kids if they demand something...or even try to express their love for you...hit your daughter cruelly punish her for open her eyes in your house...beat you wife cruelly for not giving her monthly salary she use to cover expenditures of kids and house hold...beat her for loving you...beat her for trusting you...beat her for marrying you...beat her until she loose her concious or her life. If this isn't enough marry another women and blame your wife she didn't give you what you want from her...solace and love what another women gave him.
He looked up at her wide fear filled eyes....thats my father was...Alok Malik. Unfortunately my veins has his blood Khushi...what else could you expect from me. I am a son of an animal cum Human. Who treated his wife cruelly.
My mom loved my dad since her college days. She convinced nani easily. Nani always wanted her daughter happy and content she always gave her what she wants...Alok malik was no different. Nani and nanaji were rich and well settled.
Nanaji was against this wedding but Nani and Ma both somehow forced him to agree...After five years of wedding dad changed his feelings towards ma. He wanted money what Ma fed him in first 5 years later she felt embarrassed to ask help every time from her parents. Nanaji used to get offended about this as well he blamed Ma for choosing such a wrong person for herself...Ma knew she was at fault. Ma wanted to be with that person for us...our right whenever he beated mom with in day or two he apologize to her at first that melted her heart for him every time. Ma was innocent every time she believed him.
Later when ma used to get scoldings from her parents for marrying my dad Ma stopped contacted her parents. She applied in a school. This only gave my father more courage. After that he started beating ma sometime...raping her. A tear roll down his eyes last two words were hell difficult for him to utter. His stammering proved how painful it was for him.
Ma locked us everytime he came back home. He used to beat us because of his carelessness di had polio.
Four years ... Nanaji and nani didn't had contact with us. I was 6 year and 7 months at that time when Dad remarried and left us.
Ma pleaded that man for us but he didn't gave hoot about us or anything. At Last we were thrown out of Sheesh Mahal a home my mom loved so much. She was fond of such buildings and this was her sasural house but she was thrown out her right was taken away. Dad's second wife threw us out.
Mom took us went to our buaji's house she was biggest bitch. She accused ma for being such charmless wife that her brother had to find solace in other womens...my daadi she abused Ma accused her. Pointed at her character even refuse to claims us as her son's. Kids.
Ma asked help from her friend. We stayed there for two days somehow nanaji heard about us he took us back home. Ma cried day and night over grief. Accepted her all mistakes all faults. Punished herself day and night. Dad died with over dosage of Alcohol. She refused to see dad's face even but nani convinced her.
That day she cried last time...but when she cried over his body whole world cried with her. After that ma was changed...She didnt talked much...smile was what she never want to see. She used to burn inside day and night blamed herself for everything.
She helped in Nanaji's business when business was sinking. That was only thing which distracted her a little.
One day she was sitting with us looking at our school note books. Helping us in our homeworks. She started coughing...she felt sick running to washroom she threw up in toilet bowl which turned red because of vomit of blood. She quickly wash it off cleaning herself she came out.
Her test reports confirmed her she had blood cancer. Mom hide this from us all. I hated her for this. At age of 11 i lost my mom as well Khushi. My mom which was my life left me...this is cruelty of my life. My childhood was already ruined but it was snatched when ma left.
Dad who didn't cancelled his previous will which stated mom own sheesh mahal but his second wife brought another fake will and sold it after his death. Dadi and Bua just loved Ma in start because she was from rich family later she abused her accused her because she refuse to get money for them.
Its always about money....
After that i always hated people i thought everyone had same agenda...Money.
I hated all those people who held pity for us when Ma died because they were same people who accused her first who blamed her first.
I hated helpless in my eyes when dad beats ma and di. When ma was pleading dad to stay back...when Ma cried over his dead body...when Ma threw up blood every time...when ma was counting her last breathes...when she left at last...
What we think doesn't happen and what we hadn't planned is tested on you by destiny i guess. Nani and Di selected you for me. when they told me to marry you i refused it because i knew i can't keep you happy more over i felt scared...yes ASR felt scared, scared to hurt his wife like my dad did. i dont want to be like him but i ended it up like him...i hurt you...i slapped you...i left you...i break your heart everytime...i did all this to prove nani and di how wrong they were for marrying me to you...but otherside Khushi...he took her hand in his gently i want to protect you from beast inside me. I thought not to attendant any function or ever visit your house this will create doubt in your family's mind but nani and di constantly covered it perfectly but i thought power of money is what is attracting your family, today i know how wrong i was.
Di he chuckled....thinks same i reminds her of our Father. Today we call ourselves Raizada but i cannot deny malik blood runs inside me. I wish you to return back to life but you ended up standing in front of me. A beautiful women I doubt ever i expected as my wife...i wanted to hurt you to hush you away from my life...but nerve of you little adamant egoistic strong headed chick stood in front of me not just in front of me but challenged me back very well aware of pushing my wrong buttons.
He took long pause...i know you won't remember this tomorrow and i am grateful of that whatever content that pot had. After years i felt content and light.
Even if i repent today its of no use. If i want you to stay back i fear i will hurt you but yet i want you...i guess lets leave it on you to decide.
Anyways come lets sleep tomorrow we are going back. He stood up helped Khushi to stand up. She followed him quietly. Arnav laid down on bed Khushi join him there.
It was silence everywhere both lost in their worlds.
Karan please bring him back home save and sound. He is the only one i have. What if something happen to him what will i answer Ma who left him in my care.
He was my baby i brought him up since her was born...i loved him like a mother does. He always protected me...but i failed...i failed to protect him Karan... If something happen to him i swear Karan i wont be able to survive. He was always my support in thick and thin...he was always there to share pains and agonies. He always wipe my tears he always shielded me from every pain but what i did for him???? Nothing...
She was hugging Karan her head in his chest. Karan when will this police track them.
Karan kept quiet he want Anjali to cry her pain out she was stifling her feelings as Payal was home today in afternoon when Gupta's arrived they took her back to Buaji's house.
Payal inquired about Khushi and arnav where they are? Akash lied they want to spend some time alone so they will be back in day or two. She left for gupta's. After that Anjali sat here holding Arnav's and her photo album missing her brother and crying for him.
Anju do you trust me? He asked softly. Anjali nodded i will bring them back home i promise. Nothing will happen to them.
You didnt failed Anju...you gave him what that duffer can never find for himself. Khushi...a light of happiness and light of love in his life. Be strong jaan, nothing will happen to him...let that moron come back home i am going to punish him for making my Anju this worried about him. Anjali pulled back narrowed her eyes at him.
I won't marry you if you ever thought to hurt my chottey. Anjali spoke in no nonsense tone.
Karan held his hands up i surrender, you are more dangerous then that What The Alarm reminder machine.
What The...Karan get lost from here this instant i will throw you in this pool along with that i will keep you under water for 3 minutes.
Karan smiled pulled her towards him kissing her forehead. I love you in this protecting mother avtaar don't cry ever it doesn't suits you.
His phone rang.
Hello yes Inspector Sahab.
Thats great fine we are coming.
Anjali they had tracked Arnav and Khushi. They'll fly there in early morning go to bed now you have only four hours to sleep after that we have to go get your chottey back.
Anjali gave him teary smile she hugged him tightly.
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