Lesson Learned - ArHi SS | Completed - Page 6

shyaam his best buddy,...🤣🤣🤣

...waiting for the next

@swetha_ch- Thanks dear ! 😳

@Swetha1691- Okie that's new, coz i have a crappy sense of humour 😆 But yeah m trying to give the humour quotient to this FF, glad it's turning out the way i wanted it to :) I know ppl don't like to see Arnav suffering, but it will be so worth it! :) Thanks for the awesome review :D

@uniquebluerose- I always interact with readers, so it's no biggie rlly infact m honoured to have you around, i value readers a lot coz they are the reason i write at the first place :)

So you have read only my works, Now that's new, it means you know me through my works and we havent rlli interacted much, m looking forward to that too, we may bond over this FF :) Thanks for your kind and generous words, means a Lot! :D btw your good name? :)

@Honkytonk- A very insightful comment! :O Hats off rlli :D Your review assures me that m telling/presenting the tale properly 😳 Thanks for reading🤗

@vrshn- haha thanks, glad you liked it :D

@stapleton- Thank You dear 😳

@chhavi- Yeah, that's the reason all of this is happening to him 😆 Not exactly like Khushi, but he is treated how she is treated so yeah 😆 Thanks for reading :)

@niru- Thank You 😳 Arnav has got lots more to receive 😆 Stay tuned :)

@arhifrvr- In this sort of alternate world Enemies turned Friends 😆 From your review am assured that you understand how freaked out Arnav is right now 😆Thanks for reading :)

@veena- For Sure, even ASR 😆 It's insane I know :P Thanks for reading :)

@mishti- Thanks! 😳 I hope my work continues to keep you intrigued :)

@Artemis- Yeah the Angel did help, he means no harm to Arnav, only good, Sometimes the wrong can be set right by pulling the ropes a little harder :) Thanks for reading, Means a Lot! <3

@Mudrika- It's a crazy world, for a moment i actually feel bad for Arnav ;P Thanks for appreciating my work :)

@bmtdluver- Thanks dear, such stories are quite common but tough to write, the idea wasn't mine i have read many stories on alternate realities, i decided to twist the main plot a little and introduced the Angel from SPN, So i would rlli like to mention that this FF is to quite an extent inspired from other works and authors.

I think i would like to see such a scenario in IPK too, It's like the phrase 'treat others how you would like to be treated' coming true. Anyways thanks for reading and appreciating my work :) Means a LOT! <3

@Love_Mehak- At one point everyone faces that! :DD I personally as an author love writing these scenarios 😆

@shyperson- thank You ! 😳

@Suchita- I will try and bring in Dean though not very sure abt Sam, the idea hasn't materialized much in my mind as of yet. Though yeah Khushi's true form is something Arnav has to figure out on his own, Coz that's a part of the Lesson which he has to learn :) Thanks for reading and appreciating my work <3

@dbr_kmichi- Thanks dear :)

@Rozy- Arnav and Shyam, IKR actually i was worried that i wouldn't be able to justify the image of a good loving shyam in reader's minds but your review assures me that i managed to get that right, thank god! :) I picked NK from the top of my mind, he was just there, could be coz i love NK 😳 rlli excited that he's making a comeback in the show ! :DD Thanks for reading and appreciating my work! Means a Lot <3

@Richie-Rich - Thank You ! 😳 I have a BIG goofy smile on my face having read your review, means a Lot ! <3

@pri- Thank You 😳

Arnav entered his bedroom having fed himself to the brim. The food had been delicious! He had to give it to Shyam, he was a good cook! Which made him the worst back in the real world, Arnav silently noted with a smirk. He couldn't be sure if people were exact opposite from his world. They seemed to be, but then Khushi...his eyes drifted towards her sleeping form. She slept like a princess on his bed, with cushions scattered around her sleeping form. Their previous encounter at the hall jolted Arnav from within, as anger pulsed through him. He would have grabbed the blanket to wake her up, demanded some answers but this wasn't his Khushi. He didn't know if he wanted to wake her up. He was he silently admitted afraid of what might come his way, he didn't know if he would be able to face those spiteful eyes, her venomous words, her harsh, real hate. Back in his world Khushi may have told him a million times that she hated him, but he had never seen it in her eyes, they always contradicted her words. Her eyes said that she was far from hate for him, they used to cry. Her own words used to hurt her. But this Khushi, she relished the hate she unleashed on him.

He checked the cupboard hoping to find some clothes he could change into, but there weren't any. They must be somewhere, Arnav thought knowing he lived here. The Arnav in this world was meek, so his clothes could be riled up in any nook or corner. Just like Khushi kept her belongings in a small bag. Arnav closed his eyes as he lived the torment he kept Khushi in, back in his world.

He spotted a suitcase next to the daybed and flinched inwardly as he noticed the various white and beige Kurta's piled at one side, with business suits at the other. Indian Kurta's! that's all he had for casuals. Arnav gritted his teeth as he picked a white Kurta -trouser and entered the washroom. This wasn't happening! He thought to himself as he changed.

Grumbling to himself he looked at his reflection at the mirror. 'God this is a joke' he shook his head feeling like ripping the Kurta into pieces. Not having any other option he entered his bedroom once again.

Arnav stood and analysed the situation, it seemed the Arnav of this world too would take the recliner, but it was revenge time, she had treated him miserably now it was his turn and so determinedly he stepped towards the bed, shuffling Khushi's sleeping form to the side, and making himself comfortable on the other.

Frankly he didn't want to sleep next to her, he was hoping she would wake up but she hadn't. Shrugging his shoulders Arnav shifted the cushions around Khushi hoping to wake her up and this time she did. Arnav smirked realizing that this Khushi didn't sleep like a horse, clueless of her surroundings. His bedroom ventures back at Buaji's place surfaced in his mind, bringing a smile to his face. Khushi switched on the lights and glared at him.

'What are you doing?' she asked.

'What do you think am I doing?' he asked cheekily as he spread over and rolled to his side so that he faced Khushi.

'Get off' Khushi said pointedly.

'Fat Chance' Arnav smirked.

Khushi glared at him and then started pushing and punching him in an attempt to throw him off the bed, to Arnav she was ticklish. Laughing widely he held her arms firmly and pushed her away.

'You are not strong enough' he winked to annoy her further.

'Arnav get off the bed!' she screeched. Arnav chuckled as Khushi hit him hard with one of the pillows. Khushi on realizing her failed attempts started pulling him by the arm. Arnav jerked her hand away, only to realize his mistake as Khushi came tumbling over him.

'I hate you!' she seethed in anger but her eyes were playful.

'Feelings mutual' he retorted pushing her away once again.

Khushi huffed and stood on the bed staring down at him. Once again Arnav was reminded of his Khushi walking from one corner of the bed to another while ordering people to carry out their work properly on the phone regarding her Dabba service. Arnav genuinely smiled and was brought back to the present when he heard Khushi mumbling to herself. 'How did he get so strong?'

'I have been working out' Arnav grinned in response.

She frowned and took her wallet from the side table. 'I know what's gonna convince you' she said with a hint of arrogance. 'I will give you a thousand' she stated taking out a note.

'tch tch, that's the value of Princess Khushi's precious sleep?' Arnav teased.

'ten thousand then' she said taking out a few more notes.

Arnav stared at the money and then back at her, willing to refuse.

'You can't refuse I know' Khushi stated 'It's a good price Arnav, I don't know why the hell are you so stubborn right now, and I am not doing this everyday either' she added dangerously. 'But this is the price, take it or I am going to the guest room'.

Arnav had no intentions to compel her to leave the room, neither was the recliner a problem and well he had no idea how long he would be staying in this world, so he would better take the money.

'Fine' he smiled taking the money from her, he couldn't believe it, he actually had fun a few moments back, with this Khushi, Arnav shook his head grinning wide trying to comprehend how would his Khushi react to him in such a situation.

'The love for money wins' stated Khushi proudly 'I knew you can be easily bought, I can't be wrong in knowing you'

Arnav glared at her for her choice of words, her grin turned only wider. 'Don't look at me like that Arnav' she said lovingly 'You just proved me right, G'nite'

She switched off the lights, and in sync with that there was a knock at the door. Khushi seemed to care any less so he proceeded to attend the door.

'Di?' he exclaimed surprised.

'Shshh!' Anjali hushed him and signed him to come outside.

'One second, you wait outside' he nodded turning back to the room, placing half of the amount he had received from Khushi in his bag while the rest in his pocket. Maybe this was it, maybe it was all an act and Di had come to see him at night because she couldn't take it anymore. Exactly! had to be, there was no mistaking the look of desperation in his Di's eyes. She really wanted to talk to him, she needed him. He just knew it. His Di couldn't hate him for long; he had been right all along. Happy and determined Arnav hurried downstairs towards the hall where Anjali was seated.

'Di I just knew it, you couldn't be angry for long' he sighed in relief and embraced her in bone-crushing hug.

'Arnav leave me!' Anjali frowned pushing him away and Arnav realized that she wasn't limping. 'What's wrong with you?' she asked.

'I thought you came to see me late night so that we could sort out our differences' Arnav mumbled into oblivion.

'Rubbish, I come every week to take some money from you' Anjali stated. 'How much do you have?' she asked curious.

Damn this wasn't happening. Arnav thought as he reached the depth of his pockets. He was stuck in this some sort of alternate world, there was no act. His newfound hope got crushed as he rummaged his pockets. Another thought put a halt to his actions, how much would he give his Di every week?

'How much do you need?' he asked.

'Six hundred' Anjali sighed 'I can make do with less'

'Here I have a thousand' he said taking out a note from his pocket.

Anjali gaped at him 'How the ruddy hell did you get a thousand?'

'Savings' Arnav shrugged in response.

'This is great' Anjali grinned turning away without another word to him.

Disappointed and upset Arnav headed back to his room. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes as he felt a lump form in his throat. This house was suffocating, people here were suffocating.

All they cared about was money; all they wanted was the work to be done. All they did was hate. Exactly like him. How did his family back in the real world live with him? Tolerate him. How did they love him?

He had wronged them over and over again, his di too. He cared for her, but was that ever enough? No. After his parents he should have taken care of her better, loved her more. Listened to her as she limped behind him showering pleas to stay with her, to not work so much, to love and be loved by the family But had he ever bothered to listen? No.

Arnav opened the door to see Khushi's sleeping form on the bed. There had been times when he was sick and his Khushi hadn't slept the entire night taking care of him, times when she would take care of the sugar levels in his food, when she would adamantly wait for him at dinner and fail giving into her food cravings. When they fought for the recliner, when she worried about his throat infection, tried god knows what not to bring his voice back and when he was leaving for London despite her pleas of stay, her small confession that she loved him. Which is why the Khushi of this alternate world hated him, hated him with a relish, which made his Khushi love him with all that she had. Arnav smiled as he recalled all the moments spent with her. The stem of his hatred for her flashed in his mind, and he realized his mistake. The Shyam of this world was a jovial loving friend, a good serving husband, which made him as evil back in the real world, The exact opposite…Khushi listened to him, and Shyam loathed Khushi, which made -

Anger stabbed through him as he paced around the room, he had to get back now! How could he be so dumb? how come he didn't see all of it! How could he trust Shyam and not Khushi? But how would he get back?

He had been gone for two days now, his family must be worried, Di must have cried buckets and Khushi- the very thought seemed to have pierced his heart. He wanted to make things right, wanted to assure them he was fine. But how?

He paced around the room feeling the question was hanging in mid-air somewhere. It striked him then- The Angel! The Angel had to be it.

Arnav left his room in haste and stepped out under the night sky.

'Castiel' he called his voice hoarse. 'Castiel take me back' Arnav requested looking around. 'Can you hear me?; he yelled getting aggravated now. 'I have learned my lesson, now take me back damn it!!' he called. 'Castiel!'

There was no response. Disappointed Arnav dragged his feet back to the house. He missed her. He missed his Khushi more than ever. He missed his loving adorable family. Silently wishing he had listened to Khushi back at the airport, wishing he had gone home to her instead of the hotel Arnav reached his room once again, and dozed off into a disturbed sleep on the recliner.

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A/N : As promised I made it loongg :D I hope it was long enough to compensate the time that i took to update :P You guys know by now m rlli Lazy!

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