Part 9
"Personal idiot box? How dare he?" Khushi fumed.
"Now just wait n watch ASR that I can be a very good horror show too."
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"What the...? Khushi? You?"
"Yes! Its me."
"What are you doing in the kitchen?"
"Playing cricket."
"What the.."
"The brown buttons that you have beneath your eyebrows will tell you that I'm cooking."
"You know how to cook?"
"Ofcourse not. But I thought why not try now."
What did you think? I dont know how to cook? Khushi thought. My cooking is as famous as DDLJ.
"Ok. I want it on the dining table in 15 mins."
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"Whats this?"
"Dekhne mein halwa hai...Jaane le wo jalwa hai.."
"It has salt. Not sugar."
"Ye to trailer hai...Poori fillum dikhane aayi."
"Khushi!"
"Yes ASR?"
"What is this?"
"Chikni chameli from Agneepath."
"Not the song. Damn it! Whats this you have cooked?"
"Its caaled halwaa." (read it like how Manorama would say)
"It has sugar. Not salt."
"You arent allowed sugar."
"So? You will put salt in it?"
"Both look white as it is."
"Khushi Kumari Gupta.."
"I know my name."
"But you dont know ASR."
"Bah! I know him. I can even tough him."
Arnav's eyes were wide. Khushi touched him on his shoulders and said
"See? ASR didnt say anything."
"Forget all this. Why are you not thinking about your interview?"
"Oh dont worry. My boyfriend will do i for me if I dont reach there."
"Boyfriend?"
"Yeah. His name is NK, Nandkishore. Very sweet and charming. Good looking too."
"As far as I know he calls you 'Khushiji' Which boyfriend does that?"
"The one who respects his girlfriend."
"I see."
'NK you are gone now.' Arnav thought.
'Thanks Nanheji. Your idea of making you my bf in front of any guy worked wonders." Khushi thought happily.
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Arnav had gone away somewhere when Khushi took the laptop and tried again.
"ASR" She typed.
"Damn! I hate you! Why arent you showing up?"
"Arnav Raizada." She typed
"Successful businessman who shot to great heights in a very short span of time. Known to be arogant and very short tempered. A perfectionist."
"Thats it? Where are the rest of the details?"
"A fiercely protective person about his private life. Details regarding his family or friends unknown."
"Damn it! I need jalebi."
She was about to close the laptop when an icon caught her eye.
"Khushi."
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Arnav was greeted with a pillow smack on his face when he returned. Pillow followed by various other things.
"How the hell did you read my diary?"
"Excuse me?"
"No you will not be."
"Khushi are you out of your mind?"
"How did you read my diary and complete my poems?"
"Oh. I stumbled upon them and lend my thought to them."
"You stumbled upon them? They are not kept on the roadside to be stumbled upon."
"So what? I know everything about you. Whats the big deal about your diary?"
"Because I've written about..."
"Your prince charming. Dont worry I havent read about him."
"You arent even allowed to."
"Enough. I'm hungry. What have you prepared?"
"Do I look like your personal cook or something?"
"No. But you are my personal brand of heroin."
"Dont quote Edward. He's one of a kind."
"That he is. I admit. Why else would a vampire fall for a human?"
"Thats called love."
"What your idea of love?"
"Its the most undescribable feeling in the world.You feel like staring at the person the whole time. You want to forgive his every mistake. You dont feel anyone else's presence when he is in front of you." Khushi rattled off what she had heard Akash's sister saying to someone.
She hadnt mean to eavesdrop but these lines had made her stop and listen. But ofcourse no sooner had she finished saying this Khushi had run off in fear of being caught. She had come upstairs to call Akash.
"What the..Who told you this?: Arnav remembered these lines very well."
"Never mind who told. Whats your idea of love anyways? Khushi said stressing on 'love'
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