Smitar's: Loving Khushi #1 Link to # 2 on Pg 1 - Page 63

Glad to note that Arnav and his one track mind are back in business! Awww, his smoldering eyes wouldn't allow Khushi to enjoy her Amma's delicious dishes! Why had she looked at his shirtless glory? She should have shut her eyes tight while massaging him! And why had she let him kiss her? And enjoyed it? The feel of his lips... Who had known that the lips that had insulted her time and again were capable of...? Khushi squirmed in the hot seat of her own making... totally loved the wordplay here... HILARIOUS... memory of his shirtless glory still packs a wallop... she had massaged his face, his shoulders and his head... if her eyes had been shut while doing so, I am sure her hands would have wandered all over his delicious body, and her massaging wouldn't have been confined to merely his head and shoulders! Arnav must have been deeply chagrined when, on reaching Shantivan, his attempt to catch her attention failed... Khushi's sudden bout of deafness was highly amusing... she dashing past HP, as if the devil were after her, leaves poor HP confused... things are never normal when Arnav and Khushi get together! How long are Anjali and Nani going to be in seclusion? Pleased to see that Payal remembered Khushi's birthday and wished her... indicates their relationship is intact, unlike in the show where sometimes one felt that Payal had totally forgotten that she had a sister! Would have loved to see Arnav's face when, impatient to have his wife all to himself, he came down to fetch her only to find her merrily regaling HP with tales of her jalebi-making skills! A sweet reminder of the rakhi episode when Arnav was in a similar state! Furious Raizada, the lion and the lioness growling at each other were damn funny images. Khushi could try the patience of a saint, and we all know Arnav isn't one! He picked up a huge bouquet of red roses and pushed them into her hands. "For me?" Khushi's eyes were as round as saucers. "No. For Aman." That could very well be true, as Arnav can't do without Aman... the gift giving almost turning into a slanging match would have been amusing if not for the underlying heartache and fear of loss. He had only twelve more days. He looked at the clock. Soon this day would end, and he would be left with just eleven more days... Arnav's desperation is palpable... trust Khushi to mistake a sexy nightgown for a hanky or a towel! And what a description of that sexy piece of clothing: It was a short nightie in claret satin, with more holes than material and straps so thin that even a child could tear them. Wonder what made Arnav think Khushi would fulfil his heart's desire by wearing that seductive piece of clothing... he has a long road ahead before that happens! Wow: His husky voice should be banned in all countries of the world, Khushi thought... no truer words have been spoken! Heartbreaking: "I will wear it for my real husband, not my contract husband who will vanish in...," she looked at the clock, "...eleven days..." In the past, Arnav's caustic tongue had left invisible wounds on Khushi's heart' looks like he is getting a taste of his own medicine! They had fallen on his heart, corroding it like acid... very apt simile... a vivid description of the depth of his pain and remorse. Though I am angry at Arnav for the soul-destroying hurt he had inflicted on Khushi, can't help but look forward to his two promises coming true: "You will wear it one night, for me." "Never. We are going to sleep like this, in one bed, in each other's arms, every night of our lives." One can't remain angry at Arnav for long... the wily way in which he sneaked into bed with Khushi and imprisoned her in his arms leaves one chuckling.