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Part 2

The only thing that scares us the most is losing the one we love….. because without them, life doesn't have any meaning. Without them there is no point GOING ON…..

"Mr Raizada, Your wife has been found----- critical condition-----case of hit and run-----"

Arnav, fuelled by a panic he had never felt before, drove like a maniac to the hospital. Getting out of the car he raced to the 'A&E' like all the demons of hell were after him. He ran till his lungs hurt halting only when he saw her. He heart stopped at the sight of Khushi lying on a stretcher at a distance in a pool of blood.

Roughly pushing everyone who came his way, Arnav rushed to her and drew her into his arms.

"khushi—khushi" he cried, brushing his fingers across her pale face as his eyes misted with tears. He hugged her to him regretting all that he had said to her. He kissed her all over her face hoping against hope that she would open her eyes and tell him that she was fine. But she didn't. she lay limp oblivious to his pain and he felt a cold hand of fear clutch his heart.

"Attend to HER.. SHE IS MY WIFE… NOTHING SHOULD HAPPEN TO HER." He screamed grabbing the doctor by his coat and shoving him roughly towards the wall.

"Sir please, calm down. You need to sign a few documents." Said a nervous voice

"Calm down? How the hell do you expect me to calm down when its my wife lying here?"

Ignoring the world, he once again bent towards Khushi, and grabbed her hand holding it against his heart hoping it would retrieve her like the last time. But nothing happened. Her hand remained limp. He rubbed her hands against his for warmth and looked desperately at her.

"Wake up please wake up.. you know I didn't mean anything.. you cant punish me this way… please Khushi…"

The doctors intervened and he helped push the stretcher towards the emergency room. As the doors closed behind her, he slumped down to the floor, his face a blank mask. He remembered her sparkling eyes, her childishness, her innocence and everything that made her his khushi. She wouldn't leave him, he told himself. She loved him too much. She knew he wouldn't survive without her. He couldn't survive in the world where there was no Khushi to smile the smile he loved.. to love him unconditionally..

'No!' he told himself 'Nothing would happen to Khushi'

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He didn't know whether it was minutes or hours after which his family joined him. He didn't care if they were present or not. He was a man turned to stone. With every second his heart beat seemed to race and with every minute his heartbeat seemed to stop. He saw dadi sit in the waiting area with nani but he didn't have it in him to show any kind of emotions. The only person who could get life in him was struggling was life and without her he was a dead man.

The doctors informed him after what seemed like hours that Khushi was out of danger. The collective sighs of relief went unheard by Arnav. He knew the only voice that could tell him that he was alive would be hers. The night passed by and Arnav didn't move. Anjali's protests to have medicines were treated with a cold glare, that he had never given her before.

The sun rose bringing a ray of sunshine in Arnav's life too as the doctor told him that Khushi had regained consciousness and was asking for him. Desperate, so very desperate to see if she was okay, he rushed to the room, to see her give him a tired smile.

"Where did I fall off from this time? You are not going to shout, are you?" she asked, her voice husky and tired.

Arnav laughed but it sounded more like a sob. He brushed his fingers on her cheek and whispered

"Don't ever ever do that to me again."

"I love you." She told him.

"I love you too."

There was a shuffle of feet behind them and Khushi looked past Arnav, as the rest of the family came forward and greeted her. He observed dadi enter the room, and felt his anger build up. He was about to tell her to get out when Khushi pointed out to dadi and asked with a smile

"Arnavji, who is she?"

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