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A THING CALLED LOVE

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KHUSHI is wearing a pale yellow chiffon, a gold Jhumka ear rings, hand full of churis. Her skin and the saree almost share the same color with each other, making the entire surrounding glow.

ARNAV comes out of his room, all decked up and ready in a black shirt, black vest and black pair of pants.

He halts in the hallway and slowly gulps a big one, seeing Khushi pressed against the window, looking at the waves.

His heart beats a bit hurriedly.

He was about to walk towards her and take her in his arms. But he stops himself.

Arnav

"Let's go."

He leads the way, without talking or looking at her more.

( In the elevator)

Khushi walks in and takes her space as far away as possible from Arnav. She keeps her eyes glue to her toes and then to the ocean.

The elevator starts from the pent house, all the way down from 55 stories.

Arnav looks at her.

Suddenly:

The elevator stops. It jerks up slightly. Khushi stunned and shocked.

She first looks at the elevator sign saying STOP, then at Arnav.

Arnav walks close.

He leans against her and raise a hand on her right shoulder.

Khushi moves back a few steps and gets stuck by the glass wall.

She looks up at him, in the eyes trying to measure his intention.

He touches her shoulder and move a bit more close.

The setting sun rays add to the ambiance.

The see through glass of the elevator, the green ocean below.

And the yellow angel in his arms:

Arnav very gently make her turn opposite to him, and makes her face the window.

Arnav brings his face down and closer to her ear.

Let's go of her shoulder.

From behind her dark deep flow of black hair, he whispers:

"Khushi!

Look below, near the north island, where the white boat is."

Khushi stops and breathes; she raises her eyes and looks at told.

A minute pass by,

She is still trying to figure out what to look for.

Another minute pass,

She presses herself a bit more towards the glass

And then:

Khushi jumps up.

Excitements, joy, wonder and disbelief.

She grabs on the glass and presses her entire weight against the glass.

Arnav knowing that the hotel is 7 stars, the elevator glass is bullet proof, still fails to control his protective instinct. His hands grab her waist in the exact moment, blacking her from the window plane, gripping her skin amidst the sheer thin fabric, radiating heat simmering through her pale fabric.

From the back, he grabs her waist and pulls her on his chest.

Inspite of Arnav's shielding hold, her hands rest on the glass, eyes glued to the ocean.

One'

then two'

then five'

then fifteen'.

There is a flight of Dolphins bopping in and out of the water. Their silver tails and fins making a synchronized pattern in the ocean wall.

Khushi:

:Arnav ji!

Oh my God!!

Arnav ji!

Look. There goes another one'.

Arnav ji!!"

Without thinking about her temper, his temper, what just happened and passport drama, she jumps up and turns towards him:

"Did you see?

Did you see? Wow !!!! I can't believe my eyes. "

Then again turns around to see the Dolphins.

For another fifteen minutes, Arnav stays mesmerized with the kid like, innocent, sweet girl, seeing the dancing Dolphins of the wild.