PART- 7
For all those who liked my os so far a big thankyou!đ!đglad u did... here is part 7.. i'll continue only if i know you people are liking it..otherwise what's the point... please do give a response, otherwise i'll assume you have lost interest so i won't bother you with this any further...so here it goes..
"kitna sundar hai!!!" anjali exclaimed as she ran her fingers over the piece...then teasingly turned to Arnav "hamare chotte toh yeh sab me kaafi kachche hain...khushiji, yeh aapne pasand kiya?, aap dono saath gaye the?"
"haan di"
"o...wahi hum soche ki achanak yeh hamare chotte aur khushiji kal raat dandanate hue ghar se kyun nikal liye..kuch bataya bhi nahi...aap dono ne milkar yeh hamare liye liya, hume bhaut khushi hui..."
Arnav gave his 'is it there is it not' smile..when khushi said "di' humne aapke iiye kuch aur bhi liya hai.."
WHAT THE!! was what screamed in Arnav's mind ..he gives a special mention to her in HIS gift...to know she had already bought one??? that was it!! he was taking it back..
just as he was about to say something, he saw that anjali, who had just received the gift from Khushi..who sudddenly froze...then sat on the sofa and burst into tears cupping her face in her hands
"DI!!! DAMMIT KYA DIYA TUMNE DI KO??" he screamed at the top of his voice at khushi, then griding his teeth muttered "khushi...maine kaha tha na...aaj agar tumne di ko.."
but that was all he could say, before anjali got up from the sofa and threw her arms around a dazed, confused khushi...who slowly returned her hug..
Arnav snatched the gift from Anjali and then he froze too... it was a picture, a picture they were sure was no more, a picture closer to his and his sister's heart than any other..a picture of his parents together, with her mother hugging him towards her while his father, Anjali on whose head his mother kept her one hand..their last picture together..beautifully framed..as if just clicked..
he was speechless ,lost ,and choked..
Anjali kept hugging the picture close to her heart then khushi...
"aapko pata hai di...humare paas apne asal maa babuji ki koi tasveer nahi hai, hum itne chotte the, ki ab toh dimaag me bhi sirf ek dhundhli tasveer hai..hum jaante hain..kitna man karta hai, unhe apne sath dekhne ka jo aapke sabse karib hon, aur phir bhi itne door, ke ab vaapas bhi nahi aa sakte..jab hame yeh mili, hum samajh gaye, ki kuch ho na ho..aapko yeh zaroor pasand aayegi... "
Anjali whirled towards Arnav pointing at the picture..." aapko yaad hai na chotte.."
A nod was all Arnav could manage..an Arnav who was completely choked...who was damn scared not to let anyone show he could cry at the moment..and gulping repeatedly as if to swallow up the emotions bursting inside him..and then he got an excuse as Anjali hugged him..his back facing the family, giving him an opportunity to let a tear or two make its way down,before it was hastily wiped off as she broke the embrace..
Anjali turned towards khushi "aapko pata hai khushiji aapne hamare liye jo kuch bhi kiya hai na... ye kya, humne toh bhabi mangi thi, hume behen mil gayi?"
and this time Khushi got all choked up..
"khushi ji aapko yeh mili kaha se?? hum shaantivan se ek hi toh tasveer la sake the...phir ye..aapko,kahan se?"
"basement se.."
"BASEMENT SE??"
"haan di..woh din me.."
"aap dopahar ko basement me gaayab thi??"
"haan di,hum...thodi lambi kahani hai...hum.."
"Hold on, hold on, di, this calls for a pic right now" Aakash's voice came from behind..
"bilkul sahi kaha aapne aakash" anjali said as she put one arm around khushi and the other around arnav hugging them in a tight embrace...
then as Aakash stood adjusting the focus she turned as customary to convince arnav to give at least a hint of a smile..."chotte..." but she broke mid sentence...Arnav Singh Raizada was already a smiling man...
she turned towards Khushi who was giving a beaming KKGSR grin... and sighed...slightly pinching herself reminding that this was not a dream..
"SNAP!"
picture perfect... đł
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AFTER DINNER
Everybody was over with dinner and Khushi and Paayal were hovering round the living room area when suddenly Paayal caught sight of Khushi's hands...
"Are khushi...yeh, yeh wahi kangan hain na...jo tumne bech diye the arnavji ke liye..?"
"haan di... hume wapas mil gaye"
"achche kaam ke liye beche the, wapas kaise nahi milte...kaise pata chala arnavji ko?"
"nahi jiji, unhe kahan pata hai.." then she briefly narrated what had actually happened
"chalo achcha hai, tumhe wapas toh mil gaye.."
Khushi smiled.." acha di, hum aate hain zara.."
"hm.."
All the while Arnav who stood hearing their conversation at the foot of the stairs stood petrified...WHAT?? WHAT on earth was he hearing?? Last morning he had gone half mad with confusion...in the morning at breakfast 3/4 and now he thought he had lost it... he knew where this was leading to... he knew..but first he so had to talk to Paayal..
"Paayal!!"
"ji"
"woh...mai...khushi ne kangan kyun beche the..?"
"kya? oh..ji...woh, kangan.."
haan kangan dammit! he screamed in his mind..how he wish he could shake the information out of her..but courtesy demanded just a "haan"
"khushi ne mana kiya tha.."
"Payal please.."
"aap..aapke liye.."
"mere liye? kyun? kab?"
"aapke aur lavanyaji ke liye, gamle kharide the usne kangan bech kar.."
and it came racing back to him..the letter, the pots, the so unlike- lavanya ,like-khushi style, and now Arnav Singh Raizada declared himself officially blown off...
it was to be a long, long night for him..
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He strode across the room, bent to clutch the table, then clutched his hair, then again repeated the drill...this way Arnav Singh Raizada would surely be a much slimmer man by morning...
his brain raced faster than his body,the first time he was actually applying it in this regard after 3 months... each incident.. her minute gestures ..actions...that fateful night...her words...her attitude after marriage...she towards di...the kangans...her concerns..today...oh god...no... but how?...
it continued, it continued while he did not even sense the time fly by... and it continued, till he banged his fist on the window ledge,it was past midnight... with immense force, immense conviction, immense guilt, immense helplessness and immense faith as he slowly muttered..."she can't do it...usne nahi kiya...woh kar hi nahi sakti!"
and then closed his eyes...and holding his whizzing head with both hands tightly,hoping the gesture would stop the world whizzing around him too... Arnav Singh Raizada fell heavily on the recliner..."what had he done??"
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AND...AND ..AND...
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