ArHi FF: Here We Go Again (13/08) COMPLETE - Page 3

awesome and fantastic.
really loved it.
waiting for the next chapter.

i am glad i discovered this (hope more readers do soon!)

lovely story so far. many things to be cleared still, but the questions dont over power what is happening in the now. really great narration. and i hope you continue...update soon!

Oh man!!!!

I loved all the parts uptil now

Is Amba AK's daughter?

Like Amba Singh Raizada...

Oh am already in love with the Logans 😆

Do update soon n very sorry for this late comment

Basically my college started and my teachers just love giving me huge amounts of homework everyday so I hardly get time to work on my story but today I finished most of it and wrote a long chapter so I hope you guys like it. Also there are pictures up in my blog of the characters and places if you guys want to check it out PM me. The green is Hindi, the italics are thoughts. Thank you to everyone who likes and comments, you guys make me want to continue writing and update faster.

Chapter 8: Hangover

"That's a good question. You've been asking a lot of good questions today, so how about we take a break and come back tomorrow to answer them?"

"Karan!"

"Ok ok. Well Payal's married."

"You've said that already. What about me? Am I married?"

Karan didn't know how to respond. He couldn't tell her she has a daughter but no husband. On one hand there were his daughter's feelings. On the other there was a freaked out Khushi. He couldn't say he was married to her, that would bring up complications. He couldn't say she was married to someone else because that would also bring up complications.

Oh God! Why does marriage always bring up complication? Do I really even have to answer Khushi's questions?

One look at Khushi told him he didn't have much of a choice. "You never got married Khushi." Her face fell.

"Why? What's wrong with me?"

He tried to pacify her. "Nothings wrong with you Khushi. It's um just umm that er umm, your parents! Yes umm who would look after them if both their daughters are married off? A gaur jami looks bad and no one wanted to be one. You had hundreds, no thousands of proposals but you turned them down because they asked for high dowry and they wouldn't help you look after your parents."

"Well if that's the reason, I'm glad I didn't get married." She smiled at him but it didn't quite reach her eyes. Karan felt bad for Khushi. He'd known her since she was a baby and she had always wanted to find her prince to sweep her off her feet but he didn't want to lie to her unnecessarily. "Enough about that, how's Priya?"

Karan's face fell and he looked at the ground. "She died 23 years ago."

Khushi's mouth fell open and she embraced him in a tight hug. "I'm so sorry Karan. I didn't know her health fell again she was doing so much better. Was it the cancer?"

"Yeah she was doing better but the cancer got to her in the end. Don't worry you were there for me." He took a deep breath and came out of her embrace.

"How's Nikil and who was that girl that was in her before?"

"Nik's fine. You actually came for his wedding. He's currently on his honeymoon. That girl is my daughter. Her name is Amba."

"She looks quite old Karan."

"She is."

"Is that why Priya's condition fell so much?" She asked hesitantly.

"I guess. She really wanted to keep the baby. No one could convince her otherwise. You knew how she was."

"Yeah I do. She was a great woman." She squeezed his hand offering comfort and Karan took it. "What else have I missed?"

"Not much really."

"How long will I be here for?"

"You need two weeks rehabilitation, to make sure there is absolutely nothing wrong with you and then you get to go back home."

"Karan have you told my family?"

"Of course I have. They are very concerned and want to talk to you but can't because of the time difference." The lying was becoming easier but that didn't take the guilt away.

"I can't wait to go back to India."

"Oh God!" Karan hadn't thought that Khushi might actually want to go back to India. He began to hyperventilate. If she went back a lot of things will get very complicated.

"What? Is my visa expiring?"

"No it's nothing like that." Karan said in a strained voice. "Do you really want to go back home Khushi?"

"Of course I do. If I don't who will look after my family?"

"Yeah you're right. Umm Khushi I'll be back tomorrow or tonight."

"Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

"I'll bring you an iPad to watch Hindi stuff."

"iPad?"

"Computer."

"You don't need to trouble yourself Karan."

"Shut up Khushi, of course I do. Besides, you've always troubled me, why stop now?" He tease and she elbowed him. He kissed her forehead. "Take care of yourself Titaliya, I'll be back later."

"Bye Karan."

Karan exited the room with a heavy heart. As soon as he was out he came faced to face with Amba.

"Have you told the Lawson's?" He asked.

"Yep."

"Are you ok?"

"Yep."

"Are you going to answer all my questions with a yes or a no?"

"Yep."

"Amba." He said sternly.

She sighed. "What do you want me to say dad?"

"Anything. React. I don't know. Just stop staring at me with empty eyes and no emotions." He begged. But she wouldn't budge. "Fine, be like that. We have a lot of work to do Amba. We need to rearrange the house, get rid off pictures where she's in them, get rid of all your mum's western cloths and oh get rid of any alcohol and meat in the house. Basically desify as much as possible."

"I know a good way of getting rid of the meat and alcohol."

"Great. We'll eat and drink after I get your mum settled here. Don't start without me!"

"I make no promises."

Gupta Residence London

Karan came back from teaching Khushi how to use the iPad to find Amba's shoes on the landing, her blazer on the coat rack, her bag in the kitchen and a finished bottle of wine on the floor of the living room. He looked at Amba perched on the sofa watching Kuch Kuch Hota Hai and a glass of wine in her hand.

"Amba did you finish a whole bottle wine by yourself?!"

"Yes!" She grinned at him and that's when he noticed another half filled bottle of wine. His jaws dropped open but before he could question her further his phone rang.

"Karan Sighn Malik."

"Dad, it's Nik, I'm just calling to tell you I should be landing later tonight."

"Ok."

"How is Khushi auntie?" Karan explained what was happening. "How is Amba?"

"She's fine apparently."

"That bad huh, don't worry me and Nat will help."

"You'll do no such thing. You two are married now and so you need to get used to living with each other in your own house and leave the problems to me."

"Amba's like a sister to me and Khushi auntie's like a second mum so don't you dare say this isn't my problem."

"I'm glad you said that because I really don't know how to handle this." He glanced back into the living room to see Amba drowning the glass of wine as if it was water, he sighed. "I'll need all the reinforcements I can get."

"Hang in there. Bye dad."

"Bye Nik."

Karan walked back into the living room and stared pointedly at his daughter.

"Don't worry dad, we have a bottle of vodka, 2 packs of beer, a bottle of wine and a very nice bottle of brandy the Lawson's gave us for Christmas, so there's still plenty for you."

He just stared at her. "I wasn't worrying about that I was worrying about you. Have you had anything to eat yet? Why are you watching this film?"

"I'm actually really hungry now that you mention it. And don't I'm watching old Hindi films to learn Hindi since the only way I can communicate to my mother is through Hindi, I thought I'd brush up on mine."

Karan was too tired to say anything to his daughter so he decided to grab a glass and join her. Amba's phone rang.

"Hello."

"Amba is it true. Your mum can't remember anything. Tell me it's not-"

Amba cut the call and turned her phone off. She was in no mood to pacify Logan. She just wanted to drink her problems away.

At 7 am two figures entered the house. They made their way to the living room and found 12 cans of beer and 3 bottles of wine littered all over the floor. The bottle of brandy sat empty on the table. Amba was on the sofa, cuddling the bottle of vodka to her chest looking extremely content. Karan was half on the other sofa and half on the floor snoring away. One of the figures grabbed hold of the curtains and pulled it open. Blinding light fell on Amba's face and she woke up immediately and fell on the floor. She groaned and crawled out of the room with the figures following behind her.

"Nik you twat! Why did you do that for?"

"I love you too Amba. Yes our honeymoon was nice. How have you been?"

She squinted at him and then stuck her tongue out before swearing at him some more under her breath. She slowly got up and made her way to the kitchen. She turned on the coffee maker and turned to face the two figures.

"What's wrong Nat? You seem awfully quiet. Regretting marrying my brother already?" She joked.

"Amba shut up." Said Nik.

"Make me."

"Will you ever grow up?"

"I don't have a choice Nik, if you paid attention in class you'd know that."

"Amba-"

"Nik, please." Begged Nat.

"Ooh you got told." Laughed Amba. They both looked at her weirdly.

"How are you Amba?" Asked Nat.

"Well Natalie my dear, I am absolutely spiffing. Apart from the pounding headache, I'm fine."

"I meant about your mother."

"I'm fine."

"Am-" Nik started.

"I'm always fine Nik and I always will be fine. I was fine when we had no money and dad had to work two jobs and longer hours. I was fine when we were bullied at school. I was fine when you bullied me at home, when you blamed mum and me for everything wrong in your life-" At this point Amba had tears streaming down her face and Nik was looking at the ground in shame.

"And I sincerely apologised for that-"

"And I forgave you Nik but that doesn't mean it's not still fresh in my memory. I was fine when your grandparents looked down on my mother and me even though your father did the exact same thing. I was fine when dad had his operation. When mum had hers. I was fine when I heard mum got into an accident. When I realised she didn't remember who I was. Do you know what she wants to do Nik? Do you? She wants to go back to India. She hates India! You haven't seen her she's a completely different person. Maybe it's for the best. She can go back and get married like she's always wanted. She can have legitimate kids like she's always wanted. And she'll be happy and I'll maybe get to see her once a year. But at least she won't have me as a constant reminder of the one mistake she's ever made-"

But before Amba could continue her rant she was slapped hard across the face. Amba gaped at Nik and he stared back at her equally surprised before they both turned to stare at Natalie who had administered the slap.

"I'm sure if Khushi was in her senses she would have given you that slap herself. How dare you say you were a mistake Amba?!" yelled Nat.

"Because I am!" she shrieked.

Natalie grabbed her shoulders and shook her. "Snap out of it Amba. I know you still aren't in your senses after last night but never say that. Khushi has never treated you like a mistake. You are the biggest blessing in her life. Now you need to get yourself together for her sake."

She rubbed her cheek, took a deep breath and brushed away her tears. "Thanks Nat, I needed that."

"Am I really am sorry-" began Nik.

"Nik I already forgave you so it's cool."

"Speaking of cool, I have a great way to wake dad up." Smirked Nik and he wiggled his eyebrows mischievously which made the girls laugh.

"Whatever it is I don't want to know." Amba grabbed her coffee and headed upstairs to take a cold shower and change her clothes. After a few minutes in the shower she heard a loud yelp, lots of swearing and laughing. She smiled. She wore an over sized t-shirt and short and came down. She saw a very wet Karan had gathered everyone in the kitchen so she headed that way.

"Alright gang, now that I'm awake thanks to Nik, there are certain things we have to stop doing, stop speaking about and keep Khushi away from. Is that clear?" A murmer of yeses went around the room. "First off no sex." Nik and Natalie exchanged a look. Karan turned to them and said, "You two can have sex in the house but keep it quite." Then he turned to Amba. "You and I can't."

"Why?"

"Because your mother, 24 years ago, frowned at sex before marriage. Can you resist temptation? If you can't, don't do it in the house."

"If it's for mum I can resist anything."

"Good. Secondly, no meat, no alcohol."

"What!" Both Amba and Karan shouted.

"Your mum was a vegetarian and she didn't drink. And I was a vegetarian before so we have to pretend I still am to keep your mum happy and if I'm vegetarian so is everyone else. So please if you must eat meat or drink do it outside. Thirdly and this is the most important thing, it should've actually gone first, don't tell her anything about her life in the last 24 years. I already fabricated a story, stick to it! Oh yeah and keep her away from anyone that knows her here, I don't want them mucking this up."

He paused and waited for everyone to digest what he had just said.

"Now assignments. Isn't this kind of exciting guys? I'm assigning you stuff like a spy or something."

"Dad, get to the point." Amba said.

"Sorry I'm still not sober yet. Right, Nik you need to move my stuff, your stuff and Natalie's stuff into this house. I don't want Khushi to not be in her natural environment and being in her own home might help her memories come back."

"What has that got to do with me moving all our stuff into her house?"

"She thinks that she's here on holiday, so we're converting her house into mine. Don't question me it's giving me a headache."

"But dad this is only a 3 bedroom house."

"We'll convert the attic or living into a bedroom. I don't know figure something out. Amba get rid off any picture of her with any of us. Unless they are recent ones. And when you're done with that help Nik. Natalie darling you are in charge of making sure there is not a piece or meat or a drop of alcohol in site. And stock up the kitchen with vegetables and stuff like that. I'm going cloths shopping after work. One more thing, Khushi's going to be released from hospital in 2 days so get all this done by then. I'm sure there's more thing I need to tell you but I'm still hungover and I need to get ready for work. Alright go go go go go!"

Karan grabbed his coffee and left the house. Nik and Natalie turned to Amba who was searching for the asprin.

"Don't you have work?" Nik asked.

"No, Logan gave me a leave until mum gets better."

"He's too sweet on you."

"I know."

By the end of the day the kitchen was fully stocked and most of the pictures were removed and the three of them were putting the finishing touches to the attic that they had converted into a bedroom. Amba heard the door bell ring and decided to go and see who it was. When she opened the door she wasn't surprised to see who it was.

Is it Logan at the door?

Coz ASR surely cant be

I absolutely loved the update

Amba is one modern woman whos strong n tough on the outside but vulnerable on the inside

Waiting eagerly to know what happens next 😃

It's 12 am here and I'm ill so if there's any mistakes I apologise. The green bits are Hindi, Italics are thoughts.

Chapter 9: Nand Kishore

She gave Logan (jr) a once over and concluded he was heavily drunk. He was still wearing his suit so it made her believe that he had been drinking since yesterday. She had been expecting him but defiantly not in this condition.

She sighed. "What do you want Logan?"

"Why did you cut off my call yesterday?"

"Because I felt like it. Stop being such a girl about it!" She snapped.

Then she realised her mistake. He was very drunk and she was provoking him. He slammed her against the door and took her lips into a fierce kiss but she didn't relent. She pushed him with all her might but he was much stronger drunk. She punched, kicked and slapped him but he wouldn't stop. Then all of a sudden he was ripped from her. She stood dazed from the kiss and watched as Karan threw a strong punch that connected straight with Logan's jaw and he went sprawling across the floor. He looked at Amba and tried to control his breathing. Amba was shocked, she had never seen her father act like that, he was usually calm and collected and tried to handle a situation without violence. He was the modern day Gandhi.

"You can't do that in this house any more Logan. And next time you do that to my daughter without her permission, I'll kill you. I'm letting you off because I know you're drunk and so were we this morning. Go home and get sober, you're useless like this." He then proceeded to drag Logan out of the house and shoved him out the front door.

"Dad?" Amba asked hesitantly.

"Have you completed your assignments?"

"Yes, but-"

"Then help me bring in the cloths I brought for your mum."

He went out the front door and straight to his car. Amba didn't continue, she had learnt not to ask too many questions from a young age, especially about her parents' pasts.

She helped Karan take the cloths to Khushi's room. They were silently removing all of Khushi's western cloths and putting in Khushi's desi cloths when he spoke. "I'm sorry for being so harsh."

"To me or to Logan?"

"Both. I think I should go apologise to him." He started for the door when Amba stopped him.

"No dad, what you did was right. But why so violent?"

"It's just this whole situation and on top of that my work won't let me take some time off until I finish my contract which won't be for another 3-4 weeks. And then the hospital called me-"

Amba's eyes widened with concern. "What?! Is there something wrong with mum?"

"She's been having nightmares again. And she doesn't understand why she keeps having them and I can't even tell her." Karan sat down on the bed and rubbed his face. He was aging by the minute.

"Dad you're not going to tell me the significance of the nightmares, are you?"

"I want to tell you everything, honey. I've wanted to since the day you could understand how messed up the world is but your mum wouldn't let me. She's sacrificed so much so you wouldn't be burdened by her past so you wouldn't have to suffer. I want to tell you but I can't. I've sworn to silence by your mother. But I think it would be better if you knew so when your mother gets better, I'm going to convince her to tell you everything so she can stop running away from her past."

"It's ok dad, I haven't known for 22 years another couple of months won't hurt."

"Let's hope your mother gets better in a few days, forget months." After a pause he continued hesitantly. "Amba, does your mum know about Logan?"

She gave him a confused look. "Why would she know about Logan, she's lost her memory, remember?"

"No I mean about you and Logan."

She rolled her eyes before getting up. "There's nothing to know about me and Logan." Before she could exit the room, Karan grabbed her hand and made her sit back down on the bed.

"Amba, tell me the truth." He said looking into her eyes.

She sighed. "No she doesn't. Dad I promise you it's all casual. We don't have any feelings for each other."

"Oh because that makes everything better!" He said sarcastically. "No dad wants to hear his daughter saying she's only in a 'casual relationship' and there are absolutely 'no feelings' involved. Amba what were you thinking?"

"When did you find out?"

"Answer my question."

"I was stressed with work, so was he. He wanted to drink his stress away, I suggested a better idea."

"Sex was the better idea?!"

"Would you prefer me and him being alcoholics?"

He rubbed his forehead. "Why do you do this to yourself, Amba? What's wrong with a normal healthy relationship?"

"Dad I don't have time to date people, you know how busy I am."

"Your mother would never have agreed if she knew."

"She doesn't need to know. Please dad. We promised to stop after we found out about the wedding."

He threw his hands in the air and pulled his hair in frustration. "I need a drink."

"Dad-"

"Don't. We'll deal with this after your mum gets better. Do you realise the consequences of this? Are you being careful?"

"Very careful. Extremely careful. I promise."

He groaned and rubbed his forehead again. "You're going to turn me into an alcoholic."

"You could always-"

"Don't even suggest it!" He warned.

She decided to change the subject. "Dad we still haven't told mum's family about her condition."

Karan groaned and flopped down face first on the bed. Amba winced, she knew how hard this was for him.

"Umm dad," she poked him but he refused to move. "Dad I could call them for you."

He sighed and sat up. "No I'll do it. In fact I'll do it now." He whipped out his mobile and dialled a number, put it on speaker and threw it on the bed. After some time an old but loud voice answered.

"Hai re Nand Kishore! Who is it?"

Karan rolled his eyes. "Namaste Buaji, it's me."

"Me who?"

"Karan Malik."

"Arre Karan! How are you? How are Khushi and Amba? How's Nikil? How is he enjoying married life?" Buaji was overjoyed that Karan had called. She hadn't talked to them in a long time.

"Actually Buaji, there's something I need to tell you."

"Hai re Nand Kishore! Is everything alright?"

"Um actually um, Amba!" Exclaimed Karan and pointed at his daughter with a pleading look.

"What about Amba?"

"Yes dad, what about me?" asked Amba with a pointed look.

"Amba would like to talk to you buaji."

"Oh course, how is my favourite grandchild?"

Amba sighed. "I'm ok buaji."

"Speak Hindi! You can understand it but can't speak it. What's wrong with you?" Buaji continued on her rant. Amba mouthed translate to Karan and Karan began translating everything Amba said.

"It was nice talking to you Buaji but da- I mean Karan has something important to tell you." With that she left the room before Karan could stop her.

"What do you need to tell me Nand Kishore?"

"Buaji is Mausaji and Masiji home?"

"Yes they are, why?"

"Gather them around the phone and put it on loud speaker please."

It took Buaji 2 minutes to round everyone up and another 5 minutes for Karan to explain how to put the phone on loud speaker.

"Before I tell you anything, I'd like to say that Khushi is fine. In fact everyone is fine." But hearing this made the Gupta's more nervous than reassured. "Khushi was in an accident but now she's fine." He said quickly. There was a silence before a rush of questions came through the phone. "Please calm down, it's nothing to be worried about she's fine. She just can't remember anything since Payal's first wedding."

"How is that fine!" shrieked Buaji.

"Look, you need to cooperate with me because she thinks she's here on holiday. As soon as she gets better she wants to go back to India."

"Karan you have to stop her from coming back at all costs." Begged Khushi's father.

"Mausaji, I've tried everything but you know how stubborn she is. If she doesn't regain her memory in 3 weeks, we'll have to come to India to see if anything can jog her memory."

"She can't come back, I won't let her be harassed again!"

"Mausaji, please try to understand the situation. She won't have to go near the Riazada's at all."

"How is that possible when they were a really big part of her life? Not to mention they're Payal's in laws. What if her memory comes back by seeing them?" said Garima.

"If seeing you guys won't jog her memory we'll have to go to them."

"No! Absolutely not! I forbid it!" Shouted Shashi.

"Mausaji-"

"Not after everything they made her go through. Karan you can't change my mind on this matter."

Karan sighed. I'll try reasoning with Mausaji another time. "Are you going to tell Payal?"

"We'll have to. She has a right to know, it's her sister." Said Buaji.

"But-"

"Payal has a right to know!" Buaji stated firmly.

They all knew the consequences of telling Payal. Ever since the Shyam incident, Payal hasn't kept anything from Akash. And if Akash knows then sure enough, somehow Arnav Singh Riazada will find out. And if Arnav finds out' Well no one wanted to find out the consequences of Arnav finding out, there was too much to lose.

"How is Amba handling the situation?" asked Garima.

"She's fine apparently."

"That one is exactly like her mother, always so strong. Karan we trust you to take care of both our girls ok. From now on I want to know how Khushi's doing everyday." Said Shashi.

"Yes of course Mausaji." Then Karan proceeded to tell the Gupta's the lie he had created to protect Khushi. "She's going to want to call you, so make sure you stick to this story. I have to go but I'll call again tomorrow to let you know how Khushi's doing." With that Karan cut the call and went downstairs.

He went into the living room and saw Amba busy on her laptop with the tv blaring in the background.

"What are you doing?" He asked.

"Ordering Hindi language kits. Buaji's right, I should learn how to speak it as well as understand it."

British Airways, First Class

Arnav Singh Riazada was on a plane half way to Dehli. He was working, as usual, when he finally realised where he had seen Amba before.

"NK."

Delhi, Riazada Mansion

Payal Raizada was busy getting her children ready for school when her mobile rang. Having 5 children meant that she wouldn't be picking up her phone for sometime.

"Krish stop teasing Nandani and eat your breakfast for God's sake!" she yelled trying to pry the twins apart.

"Maa, Chin and Jay and still sleeping." Said Tara as she came down the stairs. She was fully dressed and ready to go.

"You'd think because they're in university they'd wake up by themselves but no! Tara, can you please make sure that these two finish their breakfast and get them ready soon." Payal said and rushed up the stairs.

Tara sighed and started separating her siblings as they got into yet another fight. At the age of 16, she was already the more mature one out of her other 4 siblings.

Payal rushed into her sons' room, ripped the cover off both of them and flung open the curtains.

"Sachin Singh Riazada! Sanjay Singh Riazada! If you two don't get up right now, so help me God, I'll kill both of you!" She screamed.

Hearing their mother shout their full name meant she was well and truly pissed so the twins rushed out of their bed and started getting ready as quickly as they could. Payal left their room massaging her head.

"Hello hi bye bye. Why is you shouting so early in the mornings?!" Asked Mamiji as she came out of her room.

Payal was about to snap at her when Tara came to the rescue.

"Wow Dadi! You're looking so beautiful today. I guess that beauty sleep must really be helping you."

"I know." Mamiji smirked arrogantly.

"You know what Dadi? If you sleep for another hour or two, people won't be able to tell the difference between you and AR's top models."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Ok but keep the noise down!" She sauntered back into her room and Tara let out a sigh of relief.

By this time Payal has calmed down significantly. "Thank you Tara."

"No problem maa. Ni and Krish have finished their breakfast and are currently getting ready."

"I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Just promise me you won't have any more kids."

"Believe me I won't."

It was another 10 minutes before she got all her children together and sent them off with the driver before she checked her phone. She panicked when she saw the 17 missed calls from her parents' house. She called them back immediately. Someone picked up at the first ring.

"Is Babuji ok? Amma? Buaji?"

"Yes yes Nand Kishore everyone is fine." Replied Buaji.

"Thank Devi Maya, I was so worried. Why did you miss call me so much if everyone is fine?"

"Because your sister's not fine"

Payal froze. She barely talked to her sister these days after what happened in the past but that didn't change the fact that she loved her. "What's happened to Khushi?!"

"She's been in an accident." The Buaji began retelling everything that Karan told her. "Look Payalia, I know Akash is your husband and you have the right to tell him everything but please keep this away from Arnav."

Payal hadn't kept anything from Akash since the incident between Shyam and Khushi had been cleared up. She had been completely honest about everything. But for the first time she wanted to hide this matter from her husband, not because Akash couldn't keep a secret but because Khushi had done everything in her power to ensure Payal's happiness and now she wanted to return the favour.

"Buaji I'll make sure Arnavji never finds out, even if it means hiding this from Akash."

"No Payalia, you have to tell Akash."

"But Khushi-"

"No! Hiding things has always brought misfortune to our family."

"Ok Buaji, just keep me up to date on how Khushi's doing."

"Ok Payalia, take care."

Payal ended the call. She could sense she wasn't alone so she turned around and gasped. There, stood by the entrance, was Arnav Singh Riazada.

wow.. this is awesome.. i am wondering does Arnav even know where Khushi is? if yes and if the MU was cleared why didn't he seek for her? Payal and Akash knew about khushi's whereabouts... just wondering..

i really want to see how his reaction would be on knowing khushi met with an accident..

awesome.
really wonderful.
liked it very much.
eagerly waiting for the next update.

I love this! I love Amba. Do update soon please..