Sorry for being so late guys, I am updating my FF after 2 weeks... sorry about that... but I didn't know you guys would actually remind me to update you... Thanks a lot guys🤗. Since I was so late I've tried to make this part longer and juicier. So without further ado:
Part 2:The best friends duo picked out their choice numbers and told the DJ about them. While Payal tried to gather everyone's attention, and invited them on the dance floor.
Lavanya comes to Arnav and purred while running her fingers over his suit:
"Chalo na ASR, Chalo na lets dance. Kitne din hogaye we didn't even spend a moment together. Waisay bhi this party is so boring. Lets heat things up a little."Arnav who was not used to having things against his will gave Lavanya his silent, stern "death glare" as Khushi called it having been subjugated towards it millions of times.
Arnav: "Shut up Lavanya and cut it out. I'm not in the mood."Lavanya shrugs and walks off.
Khushi and Devan cheerfully stepped on the dance floor after the announcement as if they were just waiting for the invitation. Arnav went to Lavanya and grabbed her by her arm, and started to drag her.
Lavanya pouts:
"Ouch ..ASR...It hurts, please zara dheeray say pakro na. Main jaanti thi tum mujh say zyada dair tak duur nahi reh saktay."Arnav: "Chalo Lavanya, tumhain dance karna tha na, so lets dance." He grabbed Lavanya by her waist while she held onto his hands. Looked briefly in her eyes before they automatically trailed off towards Khushi, and her 'best friend'. The lights dimmed and the only light came from a small disco ball placed at the ceiling. In the light of the moment, he realized for the third time how beautiful Khushi really was. She was wearing a light purple salwar suit with silver sequences, matching bangles, and silver hoops dangling from her ears.
The DJ had put on a very old song
"Roop suhaana lagta hai... chaand purana lagta hai... tere aagay oo janam" which Khushi dedicated to Payal as a thank you gift for surprising her with such a sweet, and memorable birthday. The couples on the dance floor were passing weird looks to each other listening to the old song, but were dancing all the same.
Devan slid his arms around Khushi's waist and she obliged by putting her arms around his shoulders, and started to sway on the music. Devan kept on guiding her at the rhythm of the song. He raised her up and Khushi spread her arms in the air, and closed her eyes while Dev spinned her in the air.
At that instant she looked as if she was bathing in the bluish light. She looked like an angel descended from heaven. For an instant Arnav forgot everything: that he was holding Lavanya, there were many people around him, Khushi was his employee, he was a high profile business figure... he just forgot everything, and his eyes just fixed on Khushi's revolving silhouette.
He felt as if her delicacy, her poise, her grace called out to him. He felt his heart tugging in this chest yearning to touch this beautiful angel. He wanted her touch like he had never wanted thing. It was not lust in his heart just the impulse to reach out and gently touch that angel's face, and bask in its warmth... that purity, that innocence, that surreal grace, and that innate elegance is what sets Khushi apart from any other girl he had ever met in his life. It's the kind of a longing that one has when a person for example sees a rainbow in his beauty and glory and his/ her heart desires to touch the rainbow and to freeze the moment.
Dev brought Khushi down, and Arnav's day dream shattered. That one in a millionth ravishing moment that had made him lose his senses broke and he saw her descending from glory into the arms of that guy again. He felt pangs of jealousy striking every inch of his being. He felt his insides churning at the sight of these two. The sight of Dev touching Khushi made his heart fell, Dev's genuine touch seemed like an attempt to grope Khushi in Arnav's eyes. With his eyes set on the couple, he kept on his robotic, lifeless dance with Lavanya with jealousy and envy for Devan, who had his desire in his arms.
"Whoa, wait a second. Did I just think of 'desire' for Khushi." Arnav introspected in his mind. What was happening to him. He never thought of people that way. Besides he had Lavanya, one of the hottest girls in the party as his girlfriend...so why was he thinking about Khushi. Arnav was getting mindboggled. Dev on the other hand started a conversation with Khushi while dancing with her. She was his best friend after all, and how can one just be in the company of their best friend without communicating. Usually they'd just let their eyes do all the talking, but today he wanted to talk to her, and hear his dear friend's voice to his heart's content. He had made dozens of friends in the States, but Khushi was his closest. None of his other friends could ever replace the level of understanding that he had with her.
Devan: "Waisay aaj matla kuch abar aalood lag raha hai."(the weather is looking cloudy).
Khushi: "Kiya, kiya tum urdu bol rahay ho???... Yeh tum nay itni shudh urdu kahan say seekh li?."Devan: "Bas seekh li, socha kay wapas aakar tumhain khoob urdu shayari suna suna kar tangh karon ga."Khushi smiled at his remark, and then grimaced. This did not go unnoticed by Dev.
Devan: "Main kab say note kar raha hoon kay koi baat hai jo tumhain pareeshan kar rahi hai. You are trying to hide something, and I just can't pinpoint what. Whats wrong meri heeriye?."
Khushi: "Party kay baad terrace par baat karaingay...kuch baatain hai jo main sirf apnay best friend say share karna chahti hoon, but not here."Devan sensed the sadness in her voice, and did not press the issue anymore. If something was bothering Khushi to this extent that she would spill her guts out to him rather than making jalebees than it has to be something huge. She was in pain, and he could sense it.
"Zaroor kuch bara hua hai." Devan thought. Arnav tried his best to listen in, and eavesdrop on the conversation but couldn't make anything out except for Khushi's last words on meeting him on the terrace. He shuddered at the idea of their
'secret meeting'.
The DJ chose that moment to announce that the partners were going to be changed now, and everyone should look at the small picture card given to them when they entered the party, and look for their corresponding partners by choosing their opposites.
Arnav was in no mood to play any games, but he didn't want to leave as now he knew that Khushi and Devan had some secret plans of their own which arose his curiousity. He wanted to know what secret agenda they were cooking up. Plus, he was not feeling happy that Khushi was going to meet someone at night. He held out his card, it was the picture of a full moon basking in the clouds.
Khushi waved her chit around:
"Humaray paas suraj hai, aur humain chaand chahiye, does anybody have the moon?"Arnav moved forward:
"Chaand main hoon Ms. Khushi Kumari Gupta, toh tum mujhe chahti ho?"Khushi gulped at the sight of her boss, and lost all her words at his question. He grabbed her wrist, and led her to the middle of the dance floor. Khushi was still surprised but allowed him to do so.
Arnav placed her right hand on his shoulder, and took her left hand in his own, and slipped his arm around her waist. The DJ put up the song:
"Teri meri...meri teri prem kahani hai mushkil"Arnav: "And this is how you dance. Kisi airay gairay say seekho gi toh kabhi nahi aaye ga. Samjhi."Khushi looked into his eyes to retort back to his comment on aira gaira but VOILA... her entire body shook up. His eyes were a like a raging inferno. She stood there mesmerized in his eyes...his psychotically magnetic, hair raising but still captivating eyes. She felt as if his eyes were scouring through her eyes into her soul. He was guiding her body throughout the dance but she had no idea what was happening. It was only his eyes that she saw...She felt so shy that she wanted to lift her hand and place them over his eyes just to get him to blink. She had always stood up to him. She had always been the brave one but right now she didn't care. She had already surrendered herself in his grasp in his arms. She felt herself losing touch with reality at his every motion. He twisted her, turned her, left her hand, and then grabbed it again with his eyes constantly holding hers.
Teri meri...meri teri prem kahani hai mushkil
Do lafzon main yeh bayaan na hoo paaye
He stared in her eyes with immense passion and longing. He let his eyes roam over her dress and her hair and he let his eyes do all the talking.
Ik ladka, ik ladki ki yeh kahani hai nayi
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye
Khushi blinked trying to free herself from his spell but found herself looking them again. She felt powerless.
Ik dooje se hue judaa, jab ik dooje ke liye bane
Teri meri, meri teri prem kahani hai mushkil
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye
Arnav turned her and let go off her hand, she turned around feeling shy, but he clutched her waist from behind after a moment, and turned her around to face him.
Tumse dil jo lagaya, toh jahaan maine paaya
Kabhi socha na tha yun, meelon door hoga saaya
Kyun khuda tune mujhe aisa khwaab dikhaya
Jab haqeeqat mein usse todna tha
Arnav took her right hand and placed it over his heart. She felt his heart thudding and drew her hand away lowering her eyes. She felt her heart fluttering madly, she felt restless.
Teri meri baaton ka har lamha sab se anjaana
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye
Har ehsaas mein tu hai, har ik yaad mein tera afsaana
Do lafzon mein yeh bayaan na ho paaye
Arnav raised her chin up to make her eyes meet his. Her sudden reluctance to look at him made his emotions more intense. With his calm breath in her ear, and her rapid breaths in his... both looked at each other for one final time before Khushi broke up and strode off leaving the dance in between.
Part 3:Precap: Khushi talks about Arnav Singh Raizada with Dev and he starts to interpret her feelings even though she is completely clueless about them, and starts to make her see things about Arnav and herself in a different light.
Arnav is losing himself with thoughts of Khushi occupying his mind 24/7. His jealousy is taking over his calm, composed self.
Arnav: "Khushi tumhari jism ki parchaiye say lay kar tumhari aankhon kay aks (reflection) par bhi sirf Arnav Singh Raizada ka haq hai... sirf mera haq hai." Don't forget to press the like button😳
Part 3: page 13 Edited by mahi0809 - 13 years ago
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