Bachpan ka pyar...part 1-32 - Page 9

Khushi slowly made her way to the poolside. Arnav was sitting on the chair with his head layed back and eyes closed. His eye brows furrowed in. his arms crossed infront of his chest.

Chan chan chan. He heard the tinkles of payals. His eyes opened. His heart beat increased. It was hear. He could recognize that sound anywhere. And his heartbeat confirmed it. His heart started to race whenever she was near. He knew, it was her. He slowly turned his head and say her walking down the stairs.

she looked beautiful. With her long black hair softly being blown by the slow wind. Her eyes bowed down. Her duppata elegantly worn. He gulped. He didnt know that she was over. He had to go and pick up anjali. Was he dreaming. No it couldnt be a dream. His dream would not allow him to think about her moving away from him. It couldnt be a dream. A nightmare maybe. But with her delicate beauty being seen in this nightmare, this nightmare became sweet for him. He would never mind having such nightmares. As long as her beauty and radiance was there. The darkest of nightmares, would be lit by her light. He sighed.

He turned his head to the front again. He didnt want her to notice that he was staring at her. She would become uncomfortable. That would be the last thing that he would want right now.

She walked up to him and placed the tray on the table.

Khushi: gee. Apki chai. Aunty nay bhegi hai.

Arnav: smiled and said thanks. I needed it.

Khushi. Voh. Apka sar ka dard kaisa hai? Her voice seemed genuinely concerned. And that too for him.

Aranv: ab theek hai. Hinting that because of her presence, his headache was gone.

Khushi started to blush. Tried to control her crimson red cheeks, but seemed to be failing at it. She smiled.

Arnav looked at the tray. He saw another cup. He knew that no one else was there. It must be hers. Definetly hers. Maybe she wanted to talk. Yes she wanted to talk. Or maybe just sit down. But he knew she was too shy. He would have to invite her.

Arnav: khushi. Kya dosra cup tumhara hai. Baith kar chai nahin peeyongi?

Khushi nodded her head and sat down on the chair. Fixing her duppata.

He loved this ada of hers. Her sharm, haya. Her smile, he loved everything about her.

He picked up his cup and she picked up hers. Taking slow sips. Both didnt want to the time to pass by that fast. Maybe drinking slowly will allow them to stay with each other alone, a bit longer. Silence echoed everywhere. But the silence was comforting for the both of them. They never were people who conversed that much. They understood each others silence more than words.

Chai was done. Both had finished. Arnav tried to find another excuse for trying to keep her there. But he couldnt think of anything.

Khushi broke the silence: hum chal thay hain. She picked up the tray with both of the cups and started to turn. Her foot got stuck under the foot of the table and she almost fell. The tray went flying back into the pool.

SPLASH... the cups, tray all fell into the pool. Before khushi fell in, arnav jumped up and grabbed her arm. (remember the scene where payal and akashes divorce papers were flying everywhere)

khushi and arnav just stared at each other. He was holding her arm. She was tiled above the pool. Her hair dangled down. Her eyes were scared. She had almost fallen. But he, yet again, as always, saved her. He pulled her arm in, and she crashed into his chest. Their hands held in between them. Their chests collided. Her arm holding his other shoulder. And his other arm around her waist.

ankhon hi ankhon main mulaqat hogae, ankhon hi aknhon main baat hoage. zuban say aahh thak na nikli, par uskay dil thak bat pohonch gai.

The conversation between their eyes, was directly heard by their hearts.

They eyes spoke volumes

arnavs eyes: kya mujhe chor kar ja rahi ho?

Khushis eyes: nahin kabhi nahin.

Arnav: hum kabhi tumhay choraingay nahin. He pulled her hand more in.

she looked down at their hands and looked back into his eyes.

Khushi: hum majboor hai. Babuji ki naukri ki wajeh say. Apki yaad ati rahaygi. Kya ap hummay...

arnav: yaad ussay kar thay hain jissay bhool gata hain. Tum hamaray dil main bas chuki ho. Apna ghar waheen par bana chuki ho. Ussi main reh gao na.

Khushi: in qatil nazron say hummay na daikhiyeh. Varna hum ga nahin paeingay. Amma aur babuji ko hamari zarorat hai. Hamara dil apkay paas hi rahay ga. Magar har rishta hummay nibhana hai. Hammay maf kar digiyeh. With that a tear flowed out of her eye.

Aranv moved his hand that was around her waist and shook his head. He wiped her tear.

Aranv eyes: in ankhon main anso nahin honay chaheyeh hain.

Khushi eyes: in aknhon main ab anso nahin aengay, apki tasveer bas chuki hai. She blushed and looked down.

Arnav smirked. He loved that way she fell shy.

He slowly moved back and she started to walk away. But couldnt. He didnt let go of her hand. (holi scene)

"khushi... khushi..." they heard anjali's voice. She looked at him and gently blinked once. It was reassuring. He let go of her hand.

Arnav broke their silent conversation. : khushi... dont worry about the cups. Hehe. He laughed and she left.

The tinkle from her payals was the last thing that he heard. He closed his eyes. Not wanting to see her go away. The sounds of her payals were now permanently etched in his memory. The noise decreased for some odd reason. Aranv opened his eyes and noticed that one of her payals had come off and was on the stairs. He ran over before anyone else came and picked it up. He was about to go and give it back to her, but he stopped. He put it into his pocket. It was now his. Her payal, her heart. And her. All were his.

Anajli: khushi uncle is waiting for you at the door. Thanks for helping me today. I cant believe you are moving away. How will be keep in touch. I cant lost my best friend.

Khushi: cupped her left cheek with her hand and said. Dont worry. You can email me. ok. We will keep in touch through email. And waisay bhi. Its only an hour away. So we will be meeting from time and again. Right. Just dont forget this friend when you find a new best friend. She smiled.

Anajli hugged her tightly. And khushi hugged her back. She smiled remembering that morning when arnav was hugging anjali and looking at her. She started to slightly blush.

Mm came from the back. And looked at khushi. Khushi smiled back giving mm a sense of peace. Mm knew that now arnav was ok. And khushi was well. They needed this to say goodbye to each other. Alone.

Arnav came from the back smiling. He was content. He said bye to shashi and just smiled at khushi for the one second that she looked up at him. She smiled back. A soft smile so no one else could notice. She hugged mm and said good bye. Shahsi and khushi left.

That night khushi was not able to sleep. She kept on smiling. Remembering the unspoken words of their hearts. Nothing was said. Not once. Nothing needed to be said. With that thought. With his face in her eyes. She closed them and fell asleep. As she turned around she felt something missing from her feet. She noticed that her payal was not there. She got up and looked everywhere. She had it on before she went to the raizadas place. But she didnt remember walking out with it. It must there. She would ask payal afterwards. She went to bed.

Arnav was in his bed with one arm behind his head and the other holding her payal above his head. He just staired at its reflection from the shine of the moon. How it twinkled and tinkled with a soft pleasant sound. He folded it up into his fist and placed his fist above his heart. And closed his eyes. He also went to bed with a smile on his lips. Mm creeked open the door and noticed arnav was smling while he slept. She was sure that khushi and him had their talk. Their goodbye. She smiled. She fulfilled the job of a mother. To give arnav his khushi. She closed the door.

The next day at school. Khushi waited for the bus with payal at the bus stop. They saw prakash drive up and drop off the raizada kids at the stop as well. Everyone exchanged smiles. And anjali ran over and gave khushi and payal a hug.

Arnav smirked and walked up with akash.

Khushi smiled looking at arnavs smirk and looked down.

Akash: hey desi girl. Smiling. Voh bhi subha subha. I know. I must have come in your dreams last night right. He had a huge smile on his face. Akash would never leave the chance to try to get her.

Khushi sighed. And replied: akash you were there last night. As the shaitan in my nightmare. And in my dream, the shaitan and raj kumar were two different people. Dont worry. She said in a taunting yet fun manner. Everyone laughed out loud. Hearing khushis response for akaha. Akash was embaressed. Arnav put his hand on akash shoulder as a support. Akash tunred around to look at arnav. But saw that arnav. The person who never laughs was laughing. He was tyring to hold his laughter in because of akash.

Akahs: bhai. You and laughing. That to at me. At my expense. Fine desi girl. I will forgive you this time. Only because you made my brother laugh. And that too first thing in the mroning. So I will be the bigger person and forgive you. He said trying to maintain whatever dignity he had left.

Akahs: btw I heard you guys are moving away. Whens the move. Dont miss me too much. ok. I know it will be hard. But try.. arkash never learned did he. He was still trying to 'pata' her.

Khushi just smiled and looked at anjali.

Khushi: anjali, my payal fell down somewhere at your house. Can you please take a look and bring it tom.

Anajli: sure, I will look for it. Plus its ok if it stays with me. I will have a momentum right. So I can take a look at it whenever I miss you.

Khushi: that is not fair, I dont have any thing of yours. Agar tumhari yaad ae tho.. main ki cheez ko diakhongi?

Anjali: hmm... point... I will give you a gift. And one for payal too of course. Hehe.

The bus came and the kids started to board. Through out the bus ride, arnav and khushi tried to steel glances at each other. Hoping that the other would not see. Arnav stared at her. As khushi turned her face. He quickly looked the other way. Trying to make it look natural. But khushi saw him. And laughed inside. The school came and the kids got out. Arnav told akash that he had to go and get something. He will not go to first period. They should all proceed ahead. For the first time, arnav missed a class. But he didnt mind. This was the last day of school before khushi moved away.

Aranv ran towards the nearest convinience store. Khushi noticed this and was confused. They all went to class. While changing classes and going to the next one, khushi noticed arnav running into the library. He was missing his second class. She was now worried. She followed him queitly. Arnav stopped and turned around before he went into the library. She stood at a distance but could see what he was doing. He opened his bag and took out a single long stem red rose. It was beautiful.. mesmorizing. Most beautiful rose she had ever seen. Aranv reached for his wallet to take out a card. As he took his wallet out of his pocket something fell out. It was her payal. She was shocked. He had her payal. And that too in his pocket. Why didnt he say anything. She was about to go and get it, but she saw him quickely pick it up and put it back into his pocket. The bell rang. Khushi ran back and went to class. The next period was her lunch. She as usual went to her secret spot in the library. As she went to go and sit in her chair, she noticed something on the table. It was THE rose. The one that arnav had. She was spellbound. She picked it up and smelled it. Its aroma was sensual. She noticed a small card on the desk. It read. "a single rose is my garden, a single friend my world". She turned around to see if anyone was there. She wanted to see him. He didnt write his name. But she knew his writing, she knew his rose. She knew him. If they could speak to each other without a single word, they knew what the other person had did without having to be named. She took the rose while looking in the hall way, back to the table. And smelled it. A smile played on her lips. She blushed. And held the rose close to her heart. Placing the other hand over the thorn, to push it closer to her heart. She looked down. The pain of the thorn was not felt. Because it was the first thing that HE had given her. His first gift for her. She didnt notice, but he was standing behind the book stall looking through some of the books. He smiled seeing her smile. Did she know he gave it. He didnt care. She was happy. That made him happy. He pulled out her payal from his pocket and held it close t his heart. While she held the rose and card close to hers.

Precap: arnav and aksash get the chicken pox and ask them not the tell the guptas. Movers come and khushi moves away.