OS: The Rescue & Regret path - Page 3

The Regret Path(part 2)-/(rescue-part 4):

Although NK and mami were there with him all through, he was mostly lost in his own self. They tried to talk a couple of times; he wouldn't answer nor seem to acknowledge their comforting words. Mami on the other hand has been bombarding NK with lot of questions. NK knew very little, he dint want mami to judge anything. He maintained silence. Mami gave up thinking about it and rather concentrated on what needed to be done now. The three of them have been out of the house for almost a day now, and it is important to contact someone at home and inform about this. They have been hesitating to ask Arnav about what needs to be done.

If they informed about Khushi being shot, they will have to let everyone know about the whole kidnap thing. Keeping Anjali's anxiety and Arnav's determination to hide this from her in mind, they were skeptical about it.

"Par, kabhi na khabhi toh batane ka padhi hai na bituwa?, ab phati sadi aisan haalath main hai, hum ghar main kya bolenge?"

"You're right mami, lekin.."

"Nk, I'm telling you, abhi ghar chalo, kuch na kuch karneki padi, shayad Anjali bitiya yahan ajayege toh Arnav bituwa ko hausla hogaa, chalo abhi No arguments"

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5pm, RM:

"Kya?" Anjali shirked in panic. "Khushi ji ko chot? Par kaise?" tension took all over her and nani immediately came to her side, wrapped her hands around her and tried soothing her. "Anjali bitiya, aap ek minute shaanth rahiye, Manorama, kya hogaya yeh sab? Kaisan?" She enquired though worried she tried to compose herself.

"Sasuma voh--"

"Voh, khuch gunde ke waje se--"

"Gunde??" Anjali's worry reached peaks. By now Akash and Payal joined them and Akash instantly came to Anjali's side. "Nk bhai, kya bolrahe aap,--"

"Chote??" Anjali was in her own world uttering random words. "Chote ko pata hai kya? Unhe phone koro, vo--"

"Di, Nannav khushi ji ke paas hai, di, hume jaldi waha chalna chahiye, Nannav ko aap ki zarrorath hai" Nk suggested.

"NK bhai, sahin kehrahe di, hum pehle wahan jayenge, bhai ke paas, baad main sab kuch pata karenge" Akash hugged Anjali, "Di,. Khuch nahin hoga, aap bas dheeraj rakhiye, bhai ko abhi humari zaroorath hai" He comforted her while Anjali pushed back her tears and agreed to be strong.

**

The lights in the operation theatre were shut and only the operation area was active. Her heartbeat has finally become normal and loads of blood has been brought in order to compensate for her blood loss. Arnav remembered her dress drenched in blood and trembled in fear'but she has finally started reacting to initial medication and she could now be operated on'he gathered that much from the nurses who were running around.

He waited outside the external door of operation theatre with his hand still clenched to the railing of the door, although he couldn't see anything because of the closed door inside and lights being switched off , he just stood there. She was at the other end of that place and that was all enough for him to be at the door. He closed his fist around the railing and shut his eyes close allowing those desperate tears to roll down his cheeks. He then felt a tender squeeze of a hand on his shoulder and without a second thought he knew who it was.

"Chot---"

"Di.." He turned around and hugged her in the very next instant without even allowing her a moment to have a look at him. He cried, in fact wept his heart out on her shoulders in such a way which melted her heart.

Is she dint before she now knew that very moment that her chote indeed needs her and she have to just be there rather than ask questions.

"Di, Khushi--" he cried letting out all that he had and has been holding since the past two hours. A lot of thoughts running and lot more regression filled with immense aggression upon his own self. To top all that off, his helplessness at the moment, all those turned into never ending tears and this time he didn't hesitate to shed them in front of his Di. Though he knew she would be worried seeing him like that, though he was always skeptical about showing her his pain, this time he just needed her, needed her right there in his arms, he knew he was wrong but still he needed her comforting hands to soothe him.

"Khushi.." he sobbed taking her name which seemed like the millionth time that day.

"Shh..chote, bas--Shh" she caressed his hair. Nani came around and made them sit on the chairs beside them. That's when Arnav realized he was surrounded by more people than just his Di. His face immediately masked with emotionless eyes in the very next instant as if the ASR in him is ringing the bells and have asked him to shut up.

Nevertheless he was totally broken apart, not just with the fact that his khushi is fighting for her life inside, but also with the realization that he is all the way responsible for it. The guilt, the regret, the love, the pain everything is making him all worthless and he could no longer compose himself. His steady straight face returned and he just stared at the ceiling not giving any clues to anyone about his thoughts just like the ASR would always do.

Just then the lights went out in the operation theatre and the doctor appeared out.

"There is nothing to worry about, she is out of danger, but--" Arnav was on his feet in the next instant and reached so close to the doctor that the tip of his nose was right in front of the doctor's eyes. "Don't you dare stop your sentence at but--, kya huwa khushi ko?"

If the doctor was scared of the look in Arnav's eyes he didn't show. Without wasting much time he completed the sentence.

"Voh.--unhe hosh nahin araha hai, we tried our best, but pata nahin she is still in unconscious state. If she doesn't gain back the conscious in 24 hours she might--" Arnav was still dead close to him, he was now really scared. Arnav reached his hands on to the collar of the doctor--'Say it Dammit" he snapped.

"She might drift into Koma--" Arnav didn't even give him chance to complete, he jerked his hands away showing his frustration. Anjali was shocked at his behavior "Chote, sambhaliye apne aapko"

"Bhai" -- Akash reached him placing his hands on Arnav's shoulder and came in front of Arnav preventing Arnav from staring coldly at the doctor, --"Bhai please, I'm sorry doctor. Voh bas--"

The doctor just nodded a -its--okay sort of thing and started walking away from there in the opposite direction.

"What do you mean you've tried hard, kyun ho tum log yahan pe? Do something! hosh nahin araa, matlab??" Arnav just kept shouting behind the back of the doctor.

Anjali couldn't take it any longer. She caught hold of his hand and led him away from there. She took him to the 'Mandir' place of the hospital and made him face the statue of Devimayya.

"Chote please..!! Aise gussa karne se kuch nahin hogaa, hamara yakeen karo chote, kuch nahin hoga khushiji ko"

"In se baath karo chote, bharosa rakho in par, khushiji theek hojayengee" she said and asked him to look at god. He did, not in a way of praying but he gave the statue one of his angry mighty looks which literally asked the statue--one who cannot answer---'do you really exist?'

Anjali on the other hand joined her hands, closed her eyes and started praying. He just stood there, staring. Staring directly in the eyes of the statue and remembered his own accusations at the fact of her existence.

Main bhagwaan pe vishwaas nahin kartha..

Main apna kismath khud liktha hoon.

'ek aisa din ayega jab aap ko ye ehsaas hoga ki aapne aapke liye jo khuch bhi likha hai voh khud devi mayya ne aapke haath pakadkar likhwaya hai'

He remembered her lines. 'Yeah right' he thought. 'If you really exist, how could you let this happen? How could you let me do such bad things to the one I love? How could you let the fate show such harsh treatment to the one who believes in you so much?'

He looked at his Di who was silently praying innocent and unaware of the real bad truth. He glanced at her closed eyes, her maang--sindoor, her mangalstra and then at her stomach which held another innocent life who would be unaware of the harsh reality. He looked at her and wondered there is literally no difference between his di and the life that has started inside her in terms of being unaware of the harsh reality.

"If you really exist, you would never allow such a bas***d to enter in my Di's life. If you really shower your blessings you would never take away my mom from me. What have you given the two people in my life who believed you the most? My Di-you gave her a cheating bas***d husband; My khushi--well, you gave her ME, is this the reason for your existence?' he questioned Devimayya in his brain shooting her the mighty ASR looks.

"AAj main tumhe ek aur mauka deta hoon, sabit karlo ki tum ho, saabit karlo ki meri Di aur khushi bekaar ki cheezo main vishwaas nahin karthe, saabit karlo ki tum ho, theek karlo meri khushi ko, it's my challenge, prove me wong..!!" he uttered in his mind

"Prove me wrong" he said it out clearly and slowly and walked away from there giving one of his cold looks at the statue leaving his Di to her own prayers.

To be continued...

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Sorry this is really small, but will update the next one soon, by tomorrow.!!

yar u dnt knw hw badly i hd waited for nxt update as i do every day for ipkknd.. m addicted...thnx dear for such a lovely story...pld do update d nxt part...

its lovely

Gud awesum...luv da confronation bt devi maiyaa...n arnav...luvd it

Wow - the best OS i have read in a long while - moved me to tears...thanks for sharing,,,please continue writing

awsm, plz update fast nd do pm me...

really nice...keep the good work

The regret path(5):

Hey guys, thank you so much for the lovely comments, I'm truly overwhelmed, havent really expected this.Thanks a lot for reading..!! Okay here is the next update...before that few facts..

Hindi isnt my mother tongue(guess I told this already) so any mistakes please feel free to correct me.

I'm kind of a novel addict, so if you think the analysis and Arnav's self thinking and stuff is getting over the top without moving faster, please let me know, I'll improve in this.

Now stopped blabbering, go ahead..thank you again..!!

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As Arnav walked back to the operation theatre area, he learnt that she had now been moved into Intensive Care Unit. He looked at everyone waiting outside the ICU and noticed that they were skeptical about something. He noticed worry in everyone's face and have then seen Payal crying while hugging Akash. He directly walked towards them. Seeing Arnav coming towards them Payal sniffed back her tears, trying to be strong, but Arnav knew better than to believe her.

"Bhai, aap" Akash stood concern showing on his face and checking if his Bhai is alright. After the rare breakdown of the Arnav singh raizada, a sight which was never seen before, everyone were more than worried and have decided to be strong in front of him. But Payal couldn't hold it any longer. After all it's her little sister lying inside almost lifeless and it hurts her more than one can imagine.

Arnav reached out for the nearby water machine and brought a glass of water for her, a gesture which alarmed everyone at the same time made them all worried.

"Please romath Payal, khushi ko ye bilkul bhi pasand nahin hai" he said in his husky low shaken voice which was enough for everyone to understand what he might have been going through. He sat on his knees in front of Payal and looked at her. "Khushi tumhare ankon main kabhi asoon nahin dekhsakthee, voh tumhe kabhi dukhi nahin dekhsakthee Payal, toh please romath, she will be fine"

Arnav never said any kind of comforting words to anyone other than his Di. 'Everything would be fine' --such a lame thing to say when everything is far from being fine---he thought. He remembered how it never crossed his mighty brain to console khushi and let her know everything will be alright when her father was sick. It was only when Anjali made him realize, he made an effort to atleast put that comforting hand on her head trying to console her.

He now understands what it means to have someone say that everything will be alright and hell!! They should actually mean it before saying..!! He so wanted to believe that idea. Only if he isn't someone settling for soothing words, it would have been much easy. He still believes in practical life, and he is not gonna believe any kind of comforting words, not until he sees his khushi with her sparkling eyes open again. But still he realized what it means to say those words to someone who is in pain, khushi would always do it this way, he remembered saying comforting words to people around her and promise to make everything fine all alone is her unique way of putting people to comfort..!!

'hum sab theek kardenge' he remembered her confident sentence which she uses most of the times. Even now she is fighting inside all alone. He winced at this thought and looked at the much surprised Payal who was now smiling a bit, may be his words were really soothing.

Just then the doctor again approached them but this time he was greeted by a much calmer ASR still not failing to have that cold look in his eyes which literally yelled---'you're so dead if anything happens to my wife'.

"It--it could just be the heavy antibiotics which is keeping her unconscious--" he hesitated expected another stormy reaction from Arnav. Arnav, however, was a bit composed now.

"Agar aap chahe toh andar jake milsakthe hai, but one at a time, we don't want much disturbance, please try and talk to her and get some kind of reaction" he completed all he had to say and have quickly escaped from there.

"Aaap" Payal started but Arnav interrupted.

"Pehle tum jao"

"Par aap"

"Main theek hoon Payal, tum jao.."

No that was not a sacrifice; it was his hesitation to face her. If he always thought talking to a sleeping Khushi in his mind is much easier, he now realized at this moment it's the toughest thing to do. He always find himself looking at a sleeping khushi, in fact being lost at her peaceful innocent face and talking to her all those things with his eyes, his mind wandering what she might be dreaming of that very moment. He remembered all through his days in the Guptas's house, he was so close in bed beside her, all he did before he drifts into sleep was stare at her and wonder what would be going on below those beautiful closed eyelids of her. It is in those moments, looking at her peacefully asleep he considered himself being wrong in judging her. Every time he would look at her angelic face while asleep a rush of regret would run across his mind which he always managed to ignore or deny it.

He was again lost in his own thoughts; he remembered his time in her mayka, how much was he actually transformed while adjusting there. When the mighty ASR in him does some thinking, he never understood, what made him agree so easily to go along with her, what made him accept all the pranks that she had been playing with him, he always wondered, how he haven't been as angry as the ASR should, at all her silly pranks. He used to ask himself how he managed to smile at all those silly things she used to do--- be it the onetime when they had a fall or when he asked her to feed him the pani puri.

Thinking back now, he thought that was the best time ever which he spent with her, because even if it is in a way of irritating the ASR, she did have her smiling joyful moments with him. Watching her smile or laugh has always been so much pleasure to him but he hardly gave her such moments. Those were the only times when she enjoyed despite being in his presence and now he is very grateful for that. Because all he knew he gave her only and only tears.

"Arnav bituwa" Nani placed a hand on his shoulders snapping him out of his thoughts. "aapko andar nahin jaana?" she questioned him.

Not knowing how to answer her, he just nodded and still waited there. Just then nurse came and informed them that the visiting hours are over for the day and they can meet her tomorrow. She also informed that only one can stay with the patient while others have to vacate the waiting area of the ICU.

"Akash tum di, aur sab ko leke ghar chalo, main hoon yahan pe"

Knowing better than to argue, Akash nodded and everyone left from there. Anjali who joined them after the prayers was very much worried about her chote and to leave him alone behind.

"Nahin di, aaap ko araam karna chahiye" Arnav suggested at a stubborn Anjali. "Di, main aap sab ko drop karke, I'll come back, main reception mein wait karoonga, I'll be there with Bhai di" Akash comforted her and she finally accepted.

**

Arnav slowely made his way to the bed in front of him. He dint want to look at her closing eyes this time, it killed him from inside with the mere thought that those eyes might have been closed forever. He winced at his own fears and finally reached her bed.

He couldn't help but observe her features. She was lying on the bed with the oxygen mask around her tender pale face, a loose hospital gown over her petite body, heartbeat measuring machine that made odd sounds which reminded him that she is alive but at the same time alerted him in that odd negative way which he hated. She was sleeping peacefully as usual, and again he wondered if there is something going on in her mind, if so what could that be?

"Khu--khushi.." He called out half expecting her to open her eyes. He was never the one to wake her up. He always slept after her and woke up before her, he never understood if he did this on purpose but he it gave him every opportunity to have a look at the sleeping khushi. He never wanted to wake her up. Today he had to, he needed to. How he wished she just woke up as energetic as she would like nothing ever happened.

"Khushi.." he called again. Unable to take her silent sleeping any longer, he bent down to reach her face. A tear escaped his eye which fell right on her cheek. He brought the palm of his hand and wiped it off. He reached her ears sitting beside her on the bed. Though it looked uncomfortable and disturbing, he did make sure, he is at the edge of the bed, just one of his legs resting beside her pillow and the remaining body hanging in air. His hand rounder the pillow above her head and he nudged his head with that of hers bending down.

"Tum mujhe sunsakthi ho khushi?" he asked her. "Mujhe pata nahin is waqk tum kya soch rahee hoge, agar ye soch rahee hogee ki main mafee maangne aya hun, toh is baath ke liye mujhe maaf kardo khushi, main kabhi is layak nahin bansaktha ki main tumse maafi maangun, aur tumhe mujhe maaf bhi nahin karna chahiye khushi, samjhee tum?" he said with teary eyes.

"Jab mujhe kuch nahin sunna tha, tum bohath kuch bolthee ho, ab mujhe mere bohath sare sawalon ka jawab chahiye khushi, please apni ankhen kholo na" he urged.

"I don't even know what to ask you khushi, I don't want to ask for an apology, and it's not what you should grant me; LOVE? No way, please mujhe kabhii bhi pyar mat karna, kabhi bhi nahin,kyun ki mujhe pyar karne se tumhe dard ke alawa kuch bhi nahin miltha, then what do you think I want from you? " It's like he is speaking more to himself rather than to her.

"Agar aaj maine tumhe khodiya khushi, toh NO! tumhare bina jee nahin saktha khushi, can't even imagine, par tumhare saath bhi toh nahin jeesaktha na, main tumhe aur hurt nahin karna chahtha--humain kya karna chahiye?" he asked as a lost poppy literally seeking answers.

"Ek tum ho, joh apne jaan ko khatre main daalke mujhe bachane chali, aur ek main hoon jo apne aapko saza deneke liye tumhe saza deraha hooon, aise insaan ke saath tum khabhi khush kaise rehsakthee ho khushi"

"Bas mere ek sawal ka jawaab deneke liye tumhe wapas ana padega khushi, you've got to answer me"

He caught hold of her hand placed it tenderly in his hand and caressed it as is she is a delicate feather. He then held her hand locking in between his thumb and other fingers and gently rested his head on that of hers.

"Itna sab kuch hone ke baad, itna dard sehneke baad, why do you still care for me khushi?, kyun? Main jaanna chatahoon ki maine aise kya kardiya, jo tum mujse---" he trailed off unable to complete the sentence as always, but this time he scared to complete it.

"Kyun is dard ko sehtee ho khushi, kyun?"

Hours passed with his repeated versions of those 'Kyuns' and he dint realized when he finally dozed off in that position with his head still rested on that of hers.

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Kyun kabon pe tere saye hai,

dil kyun hai tanha meraa..

Kyun khamoshi hai zuba meri,

asshkon se kehpaoon na..

Kyun dard hai itna...tere hi ishq main..

Rabbveee rabba ve..rabba ve rabba ve...

To be continued...

Again, please let me know if this moving very slow..I'm kindaa skeptical about this...thank you..!!!!

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