ArShi FF: Burying Desires II ~Chapter15 pg127 #thread two link 137

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Originally posted by: gifttag
Just read all 10 chapters in one go without any break as once I started I could not stop, it's such a beautiful story with some very sensitive issues which you have incoperated in the story successesfully without being forced, I love the characterisation of Arnav and Khushi, Arnav seems to have many shades of grey which you are uncovering for us to understand slowly, I also love the pace of the story and how you are dealing with each and every emotion slowly, the best thing I love about this story is unhurried explanation of every little thing and the way you have been true to the characters.
This is an amazing journney of Arnav and khushi and I too want to be the part of it.
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As some noticed , and chavvi16 said, the main plot of the story starts with chapter nine. For new readers, Ankita Sharma (From Baat Hamaari Paaki Hai) is Arnav's wife here. As you noticed, Khushi here is not that exact Khushi from the serial. Payal's groom is Akaash not Shyaam, but he is not Arnavs cousin; he work at AR.
I have started a new story SS: Forced Marriage if you would like to read it

Chapter Eleven
Speaking Up

That side avatar of his'that neck when he gulps'that soft skin of his collarbone; that is how Khushi's imagination was. She tried very hard to stop herself by busying herself in anything, playing with Muskaan, feeding her, talking with nani, but whenever her mind got a chance to think, to fantasize, it would be about him. 'All because of that damn dream! How could she think of him in that way?!...but she cannot take control on her dreams, right?' She tried to justify to herself. Her phone's rings terrified her as she was deep in thought, but she felt grateful for the caller whoever he was for a chance to divert her thought before realizing that the reason behind her miserable thoughts 'as she called them cursing her situation- was the one who called her himself. 'Can she just ignore his call? What? Of course, NO! It must be something about Muskaan.' She sighed. She really started to behave very weirdly. 'Cannot she be normal? How can she?' With trembling hands and dry throat, she pressed the receive button.

"Hello," Khushi tried to get hold over her voice with all the courage she mastered.
"Hey..It's time for Muskaan to have her thirteen-minute walk. Bye." Arnav said at once. He greeted, said his message and bid a bye at once before disconnecting the call, and here she was inventing words to answer him.

So Shallow! This is how it became between them; whenever she thinks that they can solve any problem between them, he has to prove that it is not right.

"Muski," Khushi held the little girl's hand leading her to the garden. 'She damn knows what she has to do without him acting as her phone's reminder!' She thought sarcastically in an un-Khushi-fied style. Khushi sat on her knees at a five-meter distance from Muskaan stretching her arms to play their game again. "Who loves me?" Khushi asked as Muskaan ran towards her opening her arms widely screaming "Muski" They hugged each other before Khushi lifted Muskaan off the ground and twirled her around loving to hear Muskaan's cute giggles. They walked hand in hand -as usual- around the garden. "Woh kya hai?" Muskaan asked enunciating the words cutely with her infant tongue pointing at a plant. "Woh jasmine hai." Khushi replied picking up a bunch for Muskaan to smell. "Vaah!" Muskaan exclaimed. Khushi smelled the jasmine inhaling her scent slowly filling her lungs with the amazing fragrance as jasmine is her favourite flower. Be it Arnav's garden at the poolside or the outer garden, they were awesomely taken care of, and that was the first thing Khushi noticed that Arnav loves. Since the day she stepped in the Raizaada Mansion, she knew that Arnav's favourite place is his garden. 'He is so good at gardening,' Khushi thought.

At lunch time, Arnav fed Muskaan himself. He behaved all ignorant to Khushi's presence which irritated Khushi more. For a moment her eyes fell on his strained neck; she looked away quickly as she started to think of her dream unconsciously. "Arnav, you need another massage to your neck and it will be fine." Nani spoke.

"Okay." He replied shortly before going to the kitchen and apply some olive oil on his neck to rub it. Khushi did not want to massage it especially after her last night dream, but as nani asked her, she followed Arnav.

"Arnavji, naniji asked'." Khushi spoke hesitantly once she entered the kitchen.

"I can do it by myself." He interrupted her sharply. "As you wish," she whispered before leaving the kitchen.

After that Arnav left to office; he called Khushi twice to ask her to do things for Muskaan. Once he reminded her of teaching Muskaan the numbers from five to ten, and the next time, he called at six o'clock to remind of Muskaan's glass of milk which she has at that time daily. His calls were just one line of commands before disconnecting it. Khushi could not tolerate the way he was behaving with her. 'I wonder how Ankita Ji could tolerate his rudeness if I'm...the'stranger cannot. Why he is like this? Does he hate females? Had he have a heart-broken relationship or what?...Why do I care?!' She was frustrated. She put Muskaan on the bed as the latter was sleeping. Khushi poured some water on a glass and drank it in one breath.
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Knocking the door, Arnav entered his room. He put his bag on the recliner then opened the wardrobe totally ignoring Khushi's presence or maybe he did not notice her presence or he did not want to.

"ArnavJi'."

"Hey..you still here?"

"As always' I was waiting for you'so I can leave." When she said I was waiting for you, their eyes met in a moment when both of them felt something.

"Now you can."

"Why are you behaving like this with me?"

"Excuse me?" He turned to look at her.

"Have I done something wrong? Do I disgust you?" She whispered the second question in a broken voice.

"What are you talking about?"

"Since yesterday you're behaving so weirdly. Is that' because of..the massage?"
"It has nothing to do with it." He replied her coldly.

"So why?" Khushi tried not to lose her temper.

"You know, you are.. you..this is the difference between you and her. She never spoken up'she used to tolerate everything silently..and I.."

"You liked that? You want me to be like her? To be dominated by you?" She spoke in a tone she never used before which alarmed Arnav. She was about to leave when Arnav held her wrist. "Not like every time. You have to listen to me," He let go of Khushi's wrist. "I did not mean what you think of'Actually this is what'I like about you'that you speak up unlike her'If she just once'questioned me..maybe I would not have been like that. This is what I meant." They were silent for two minutes. She tried to understand what he said, and he needed time to think because Arnav Singh Raizaada is not a man who speak about his feelings and thoughts. It was really difficult for him to say that, yet he did as he did not want any misunderstanding.

"But..this does not justify what you did," Khushi spoke first breaking the silence.

"I know, but this is the real me. I don't contact with people except the close ones. I don't mean to ignore you or something.."

"But why? Why are you like this?"

"Because I'm like this."

"Okay. Good night." With that Khushi left.

Arnav had a shower and lay on the bed beside Muskaan. Whenever he wants to get a little peace, he just sit with Muskaan or look at her angelic face. He questioned himself about his behavior with Khushi as he himself did not want to do that intentionally. 'I just worry too much about Muski,' He concluded.

Khushi could not conclude anything from what Arnav said, but she was relieved; he did not let her go as usual, and he admitted that he likes that she speaks up, yet she was not convinced. She wanted to know the real reason behind his acts. Khushi was not that kind of a person who let things go in the flow, and wait for the consequences. As Khushi put a strain of hair behind her ear, she smelled his perfume on her wrist. She loves his perfume that she can recognize it among many. It was a fragrance she waits to smell, she knows about his presence by it, it was his. When her mind started to go back to her dream, she stopped herself from thinking about him; the man who became her thoughts in the last three months.

Khushi was washing Muskaan while Arnav was checking some files on his laptop. He heard Khushi's and Muskaan's giggles coming from the wash room. He forgot whatever was in front of him and listened to their giggles. This exactly what he wanted to hear, the voices of happiness around his little princess. "Muski, bas!" He heard Khushi's laugh. After five minutes, Khushi stepped out of the washroom with Muskaan in her arms, the smell of 'Jonson Shampoo' filled the room.

"Muski loves to wash and play with the bubbles of the shampoo." Khushi smiled. "Your neck is fine." Khushi raised her eyebrows.

"Yess..you look as if you like it strained."

"It'It's'j.. just.." Khushi did not know what to say, she felt as if he knew about her thoughts, she remembered her dream that she stammered with a tremble voice.

"Relax'I just was trying to..you know..you said that I should be more communicative." Arnav did not sure if he wanted this change, but somehow he felt like freeing himself from those thoughts at least for some time, at least with her.

Shaimaa,
:)

Edited by bridgeofdreams - 12 years ago

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Ananya

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Posted: 12 years ago

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Ha ha Arnav Singh raizada trying to make small talks 😆 hilarious stuff!
Funny how he is comparing her to his wife. I mean that is big deal!

Edited by Anarocksick - 12 years ago

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chavvi16

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Posted: 12 years ago

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was that for real mate
what was that about
but this is how it shall begin right
poor arnie and khushi too
they are both too confused to know whats going on of course
but then lets not forget this was bound to happen
and arnie seriously is not helping her cause especially after the dream
ahhh that dream sure has made things more complicated and yet fun
and this is just the beginning of it all
of course she is nothing like your wife dear
and even you know you wouldnt want her like that either
gosh this is the real deal right

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