Ring !! Ring !! Ring !!!
Khushi was sitting on a chair with her head kept on her folded arms on the table in her room.
She was sleeping.
The loud ringtone of her mobile woke her up.
Khushi slowly lifted her head , and rubbed her eyes.
Her phone was still ringing.
Khushi lazily picked her phone up which was showing an unknown number.
Khushi answered the call and kept it to her ear..and was shocked to hear the sound of loud sobs.
Hello..said Khushi in a soft tone.
No answers...only the sound of sobbing and sniffing.
May i know who is speaking...she said, this time a bit suspiciously.
'She's no more'...cried a weak and trembling voice.
It was the voice of a Man.
'Arnav Singh Raizada.'
Do i...do i know... Khushi tried to ask but was cut off by Arnav.
Naani...Naani is gone Lavanya !
Khushi was silent for a moment.
She didn't know what to say...She very well knew the Pain of losing loved ones.
But the silence was broken when the person on the phone spoke up...
She was the only reason i lived...and now that she is gone , i have no reason to stay alive, i wanna die..and...
But before he could proceed further with his sentence , he was cut by a loud 'Shutup' !!!
Arnav was starled hearing the sudden reply.
'Who the hell do you think you are Mister ??'
Arnav heard that scolding voice and his expression suddenly changed from a depressed one..into an utterly confused expression.
Do u think ur the only person on this earth who has lost a family member ?? Khushi barked at the phone.
Arnav's mind was still trying to register what exactly was happening..n he was silent.
Ask Me..i was 8 when i lost my parents , since then i am alone...all alone!!! and for your kind info , let me tell you - I AM ALLLIVE !!!
Arnav was spellbound...he had no words to say.
God has given u the gift of life...nd !! U think dying will end all ur sorrows !! How can u be such a MORON !!
After this sentence of Khushi , silence spread again for the moment.
And finally after gathering a bit of courage , the guy spoke up - 'I think i have dialed the wrong Number'...
*Facepalm* was Khushi's only reaction.
After giving u all that lecture , ur saying that u've dialed the wrong number?? barked Khushi in a frustrated tone.
Of course , i have that much of brain , that when a stranger calls me talking about all sort of nonsense thing, it certainly means that he has dialed a 'WRONG NUMBER' !!
Hmmm...i guess..i shud cut the call then came a shuddered reply.
Arnav was about to cut the call...but stopped when he heard a loud shriek - No Wait !!
He kept the phone back to his ear but was silent.
Khushi then took a deep breath and spoke calmly.
Listen Mister , who so ever u are...i dont know whats exactly up with you...but i..i heard about your Grandmother..and
I dont need ur sympathy madam...bye...
No plzz..listen to me once.
Arnav sighed...what now ??
Khushi genuinely wanted to make this depressed soul feel better.
See..i know how it feels to lose sumone near to the heart...but the fact is that..Life has to go on.
We should never give up..
Life isn't always about bad things...even good things happen in life.And..and I dont think ur grandmother wud be even a bit happy seeing his grandson in this state.
But all Khushi got in return was...mere silence.
She looked at her phone and saw that the call was already cut.
She very well understood that the person she talked to was not at all in the mood to get all that 'Gyaan' ,and she was not sure of whether he even heard the things she said.
Khushi sighed again and closed her eyes...
Khushi was angry as he didn't even bother to listen to her, but at the same time she knew that he was in a state of grief and so she let that go.
Anywaayzz, why should she care...
It was very late and Khushi felt very sleepy . so she went to her bed.
She looked at the the other single bed beside her, which was empty.
Payal , her roomie was not there , as she had gon to her hometown to see her parents.
She was so lucky to have someone in her family but Khushi , she had no one in the world.
Thinking about this , water started pouring from Khushi's eyes. I wish i too had a family !!
However, she wiped her tears and tried not to think about all that.
She covered herself in the blanket..and dozed off after sumtime.
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And there at Arnav's Place, he was sitting on the floor in his room with his Naani's picture in his hand holding tightly to his chest.
After his parent's death and Anjali's marriage , Naani was the only one who took care of him and made him what he was today - THE ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA !!!
His eyes were red and lifeless again...
But suddenly a voice overcame his thoughts.
The voice he heard a few minutes back...
yess !! He had heard all that she said...but he cut off the call because he didn't want to talk to any stranger about his personal life.
Her words flashed in his mind.
'I dont think ur grandmother wud be even a bit happy seeing his grandson in this state'
Are u really there Naani...looking at me from somewhere...
Are u upset that i'm crying ? Arnav cried looking at her picture.
Arnav closed his eyes..and tears rolled down his cheeks.
But..if my crying really makes my Naani upset, i wont cry.
Yeah !! Thats what Naani wanted. She always wanted to see me happy.
I will be happy, If not for myself , for Naani.
He did not realize...but Khushi's simple words had a deep effect on him.
Arnav wiped his tears, got up , and kept the picture on the side table next to his bed.
He changed into his casuals and lied down on the bed closing his eyes.
But he could not sleep..
All the memories of his childhood , where he had everyone - his Parents , his Naani, his sister, his utterly happy family was flashing in his mind !!
Suddenly his phone rang and he picked his phone up without looking at it.
Hello...said the voice of a female.
This voice was very familiar to Arnav.He opened his eyes at once.
Hello..said Arnav , anticipating the next word the caller would say.
Chhote , hum kal hi Delhi aa rhe hai. ( Chhote , i'm coming to delhi tomorrow.) she said in a trembling voice,
It was evident from her voice that she had been crying all this time.
And why wont she ?? Her Naani , whom she loved so much had died.
OK...he replied sternly without showing any emotion.
Are..are u ok chhote ?
Hmmm...was the only reply she got.
Arnav was lost in his thoughts.
Khushi's word seemed not to leave his mind.
Arnav was thinking about her words again...unaware of the fact that his Di was continuously shouting his name on the phone.
Chhote !! What happened ??
Yeah Di..
Uh..leave it Di!
We'll talk tomorrow when you come to Shaantivan.
Ok di..bye.
Gud Night Chhote.
But Arnav disconnected the call without replying back.
Anjali looked at her phone and started crying.
I know i deserve this behavior from chhote...its all..all my fault!!
He kept his phone back, but his mind was thinking about the voice , the girl..who in time of his grief consoled him...without even knowing him.
He should thank her properly..but its very late now.
However , he'll surely do this..TOMORROW !!!
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(PS : I guess till now u must have noticed that Anjali and Arnav are not in very good terms..u'll come to know about it as the story proceeds.)
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