Hi everyone..!! Thanks for liking previous parts. It really feels good to see so many people appreciating one's effort. This part is dedicated to my soul sister Jyothi Di... Without whom I feel how incomplete my life is...This is dedicated to her tenderness, love and care that she showers on her ICG sisters.
Love u Jyothi Di..❤️
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Chapter 4 :
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Khushi's alarm clock screamed as The Sun came out of its usual hiding. She didn't sleep whole night...thinking of Shreyanshji...of Amma...of Daadi...of ARNAV.
She got up from her bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up...a question still lingering her mind...How he knew she was crying?
On the other side too, Arnav's mind was filled with all sorts of questions - Why he was feeling so uneasy last night?? Why he felt Khushi was crying?? What is happening to him?
Most importantly, Why didn't she call her yesterday night? She said, that she would. Was she alrite?
Back at Khushi's place.
Daadi's lips were moving in inaudible prayers...prayers or cursing for Khushi, only she knew that. She walked pass by the kitchen. Khushi was quickly preparing breakfast for all. Daadi hated Khushi going to college...she always looked for opportunities to stop her from going there, that was the reason she gave Khushi breakfast responsibility. But, Khushi was smart enough to manage all.
" What are u preparing? Again Aaloo puri..!! Oh God ! What i should do to this girl? Do u know only this much? Nothing new have been made since u have started making breakfast. Many times I asked ur Dad to make you leave your college, but who would listen to this old woman. " Daadi started again.
Amma came running to see what happened. She saw tears in Khushi's eyes...she knew what could have happened. She wanted to run to her daughter...hug her tight...let her weep in her arms. But, she couldn't. She has to respect her MIL...her only mother after the death of Her OWN. But, she stood silently, cursing herself for being so helpless...see her daughter, her princess cry in front of her eyes.
" You are good-for-nothing Khushi..!! Why God sent you? He could have sent a Son rather. " Daadi continued. Dough that she prepared for Puri was soaking her tears as it fell on it. Khushi was missing Arnav...his care for her. She wanted him to be there...but.. Khushi left kitchen, took her bag and ran out of home without having her breakfast.
On the other side, Arnav was feeling uneasy again. The music that echoed in the car did not soothe him in any way. Something was wrong.
Should he call her?
" NK, could u please stop the car. I want to...i want to take something. " Arnav gave an excuse.
" But we'll get late. " NK confronted.
" Just for one minute only...please. " Arnav pleaded.
After NK agreed , Arnav got down from the car...went to some distance and called her but she was not picking up his call. He was getting anxiety now. Was she okay? He rushed to the car.
" NK drive fast...we need to reach college as fast as we could. Please ! " Arnav requested.
" Oh! Just few seconds ago u were pleading me to stop the car and now, suddenly u want me to drive fast...are u okay man? " NK asked...all confused.
" NK don't ask me anything. Just drive! " Arnav shouted. His shout was enough for NK to know something was not going fine. He drove fast without asking anything...noticing that Arnav was constantly calling someone and chanting inaudible shouts.
At college.
La was constantly asking Khushi why she was crying. She was not responding to her queries. NK and Arnav reached the college. Arnav got down from car, his eyes searching for her. He ran to college's garden and was relieved to find her.
Standing at the garden's entry he shouted-
" KHUSHI..!! "
Khushi turned her head towards the direction of call. She saw him...HIM. She got up from her bench and started walking towards him. Suddenly, she increased her pace and ran towards him and hugged him tight.
" Nahi hota hum se yeh sab...thak gye hai hum...harr dinn wohi baat...nahi hai himmat hum me...hum poori tarah se toot choke hain"
[ I can't take it anymore...I am really tired...every day same thing. I don't have strength left in me...I am totally broken. ]
With this...Khushi was totally broken now. She was crying hard, resting her head on Arnav's chest. Arnav's hand automatically got raised..to hug her back...to tell her that he was always with her. He wrapped her tight...tight in his arms. His eyes were filled with tears.
That time they didn't care if they met just somedays ago...they didn't care about their family...about anything...all she cared was his warmth and he, about her tears.
Edited by Gazal.. - 12 years ago
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