Bigg Boss 19: Daily Discussion Thread - 28th Nov 2025
Bigg Boss 19 - Daily Discussion Topic - 29th Nov 2025 - WKV
VIDYA KA PLAN 29.11
PARTY FAILED 👎30. 11
Deepika Padukone’s sister Anisha is getting married
Ashnoor Kaur is evicted due to violence
🏏S A tour of India, 2025: India vs South Africa,1st ODI-- Ranchi🏏
CID2 confirmed to go OFF-AIR, likely to return with 3rd season!
Taniya did right not eating Pizza. Self respect is more important.
Ahaan and Aneet new content- won GenZ icon of the year
Paneer Uncle s wish is fulfilled
Are you interested to watch Dhurandhar?
Gehra Hua - Dhurandhar
What is Ananya wearing in TMMTMTTM Title Song?
Mannat…Episode updates my style
Vachan dile tu maala: new show Pravaah
Ranveer gets brutally slammed for mocking Chavundi Daiva
Part 16
An hour passed by and yet Karan had not stopped crying. He clung onto Khushi and all of a sudden he started choking. Immediately Khushi started rubbing his back,
"He is lacking oxygen; we need to take him outside the store."
Now, it was a huge step that Arnav had to take, would lead to riots and, with Karan, in such condition, he couldn't even answer the household's questions. Yet, he moved forward for the sake of life of Karan; astonishingly he was the same person who wanted him killed, even before he was born. When he tried to pick Karan, he just blankly stared at his father, and kept holding Khushi's hand, in fear of her swaying away from him.
Just when they entered the house, it was as if the world had gone completely numb, and undoubtedly Maami and Daadi were the first to explode. They just went towards Arnav's room without uttering a word and Aleisha followed, delighted, seeing her brother and mother. Arnav was too concerned to make any mistakes, his fears had grown as the tears had still dripped Karan's face and had absorbed in his shirt. Immediately after entering the room he locked the door for peace.
And as he just lowered Karan on bed, he again hugged Khushi giving a faint smile when Aleisha touched his cheeks.
"I'll bring first aid box, Khushi you can then bathe Karan's wounds."
Karan froze hearing his father he even parted from his mother, "No please, no I don't want injection, Mumma..." ,and yet again broke in tears. Why did start crying, Arnav didn't know but whatever the reason, he moved forward to console Karan, but Karan moved away, "No keep away, you'll hurt me."
Khushi had feared Karan's this attitude, she knew he would never agree. "Baby don't cry, we'll not bring the box okay?"
Karan,"Suchi?"
"Muchi..."
Khushi just stared at Arnav, it was not a miracle but much more than that, he had just now said Muchi,never had she ever seen him so frank. She made Karan lie down and patted his forhead, Aleisha envied the love Khushi was showering on her brother, this didn't go unnoticed by Khushi and she side hugged her. Karan kept staring at Khushi, he feared that she might leave him as soon as he would fall asleep. He soon drew a hand towards her, she asked, "What?" He gestured her to come closer, and as soon as she did he kissed her forehead, expressing his delight on her company. He was in turn rewarded by a warm hug. Soon both of them, Karan and Aleisha slept, Karan holding one of Khushi's hand. As soon as they slept, it was Khushi who broke in tears, heavily. Why did that happen? Arnav didn't know but he had to stop her, somehow
"What happened?"
"Karan's suffering pain, it must be eating him internally, and he is not well..."
"But he would be fine soon..."
"No he won't be, it is the first time somebody has been so brutal with him and he's mentally hurt. He'll never recover this fear..."
She got up from the bed and reached for the first aid box, she left him speechless, just right now she had said she won't touch it and the next moment she was advancing towards Karan with it.
"What are you doing? You claimed that..."
"Yes I did but it was the situation who forced me to and is."
With utmost care she touched the ijuries which she had been avoiding previously, and the innocent soul who had them inflicted upon still even in sleep constantly hitched and frowned. He had been pushed in the store, she guessed by the scar on his forehead and just when she touched it with the anti-septic dipped cotton ball and partially opened his eyes. She within a flash placed her free hand on his forehead and recovered his sleep.
It was time that they answer the family but what would they say for the cause of this scene?
"He just wandered off early in morning and was caught by some people. Khushi was called by him and she came, because of that..."
Daadi, "If you are done with your clarifications and are willing to listen our say Arnav, then send those two impurities with their mother back, right now."
Khushi was boiling with anger, how dare that old lady talk ill, of the two diamonds in her life? She wanted to give an oral slap but her morals held her back.
"Those two you are talking of, Mrs.Malik, I shall have to remind you are my children..."
"My dear grandson, are you sure that they are your..."
"Enough! Neither are the children nor is Khushi going anywhere, you get that?"
But it was he, who was not getting that she wouldn't stay for him, they both were no one to order each other, but two different people together for, two adolescents who were too young to know the fact of their existence.
When Karan woke up he was bright again, feeling much better, and insisted on eating khichdi. Khushi was made to cook for him and he would only get fed by her hands. She took a teaspoon and lovingly fed him, Even though this bond was undeniable, still Arnav resented the fact that they were closer to Khushi than him. That when both their parents were at one place they would only see Khushi present. This was his hypothesis but when Khushi was feeding Karan and half the food was left, Karan called Arnav to take an equal turn, Arnav was wrong again.
oOo
In Gupta house Garima and Shashi were worried as Khushi was nowhere to be found, the only reason why Buaji wasn't was that she very well knew that Khushi had went to her Arnav ji. Garima reluctantly dialed Akash's number expecting Buaji's belief to be false.
"Is Khushi here in Delhi? We haven't seen her today so I just wanted to confirm..."
"Yes Khushi ji came today, wait I'll call her..."
"No, there's no need of her here..."
"But what happened was that..."
"Just tell her that, she is no more for us."
Garima hung the phone, inclined to imply what she had said. Enough they had had of Khushi, she resisted to have an abortion, took care of two children who she had from devastator of her life, and now crossed the limits by going back to the person because of whom her family had suffered the most. Garima soon went to her room, packed Khushi's stuff including the hideous bag she had kept under the bed, thinking that no one would come to know and sent them to RM.
oOo
Khushi was dumbstruck, she needed to leave immediately to handle the situation there in Mumbai but Karan refused. No, he just wouldn't leave his mother again or let her do, but Khushi was determined this time. She knew that it would be wrong to hurt him but very much true was a fact that they were in Arnav's custody and were his responsibility. She freed her hand from Karan's, proceeded towards the door but Karan still pursued her holding her duppata this time and crying all the same. In the end when she struggled to take the corner of duppata Karan stuck to her body. "Mat jao mumma please..." He wouldn't let go, this much she knew and now she would have to become strict otherwise this won't do...
"Karan leave me!"
It shook him severely, her voice literally made the ground slip from Karan's feet. His sobs stopped and he blinked meaninglessly in some direction. She had rendered a mistake, a big one indeed. Karan was not sobbing but slowly one by one tears were falling from his eyes. He loosened his grip from Khushi.
"Baby look, you can't have two parents, either a mother or father, you had me and not your father and now..."
Karan for the first time cut her in between, "Tou theek hai, ab mujhe samajh aa gaya na, aap jao, bye."
Glanced at her with a dead stare, looked down, turned back and moved towards no where and then he suddenly collapsed.
When he regained consciousness Khushi was by his side, he sat up and started to move but Khushi had held his hand. "Sorry." With his back facing Khushi, he folded his arms and walked away only to be stopped at the door.
Khushi, "You don't want to talk so don't but please forgive me baby...please."
Khushi had got tears ready to get way anytime.
Karan, "I'll forgive you after a punishment. You'll have to stay with me. Will you?"
Khushi, "Yes"
Karan hugged her happily, feeling content but little did he know that wish was destructive for his mother. His wish was fulfilled, Khushi didn't sleep with them in Arnav's room but in the adjacent one and they could have clear view of each other.
Next morning when the children had gone to school, he went up to Khushi's room, not knowing why. He knew that he had made her life terrible, but he wanted to see her once, what she did, in 4 to 5 hours of complete solitude. He opened the door carefully avoiding any creaking sound, and what he saw was something he prayed for not to see. In the right corner of room, in front of her Devi Maiya, holding the black sari, she was crying her heart out.
"I was completed and yet left incomplete Maa, why? Why it had to be me only?"
He couldn't stand the sight anymore, he went away, confused.
One day, when Karan had accidentally left Arnav's mobile in Khushi's room another truth was unveiled to Arnav. He stumbled upon a bag that seemed very ordinary but was a part of his and Khushi's life. Just as he, in his curiosity started to unzip the bag his eyes saw memorable pieces that he recognized, one of which he had seen Khushi with earlier, and carried with him those belongings. Khushi had touched them every day and when she didn't find them, the thief was obvious, but she couldn't muster the courage to ask for them.
After the sight he had witnessed, he wanted to cure the beauty of any miseries. He started to spent his night with her. He however had vowed not to disturb her morals and stay within his limits which he soon forgot. That night he just stared at her, admiring her face which was still beautiful and innocent but was deprived of it's liveliness. Even though being a mother of not one, but his two children she still was so maintained, so slim. He hesitantly put his hand over her lower abdomen which had once bore the symbol of the love of two soul mates. He just by having a proper glance over her recognized the changes. Then he started to move his fingers precisely over each part of her face.
He was aroused, very badly and needed her right then.
Jaadu hai Nasha Hai Madhoshiyan Hain Tujhko Bhulaake Ab Jaoon Kahan
He removed all what he didn't want, the things which erected his anger. Her tied hair; he removed the pony and that damn duppata that was spread more like a shawl.
From sitting beside her it came to be that he was completely over her but he had not put his weight on her. He wanted to wake her uniquely. The lover had forgotten the rift that existed and the situation too.
He started placing warm, moist kisses all over her face, taking in her taste. Starting from her forehead he began his work. The most kisses were put on her eyes; he wanted to remove the tiniest bits of tears that with held. He touched her face keeping aside the lip portion and when he was done, he came up again, smiled to himself and faintly in his husky voice whispered "Khushi"
Now he started his torture, he didn't kiss but sucked and smooched the outlines of her lips. She was still not fully awake but the desire had been lit of being claimed. He kept himself controlled by the desire of taking her lips and she also had to open her eyes to get her wish fulfilled.
"It's you... ", she muttered dreamily.
"Hmmm... Khushi I want you ..." was the reply to her sleepy statement.
She smiled when he expressed his want; this had been a very special quality of his. Never he forced her except when she willed, even the first time, they had reached so far and then he had asked,
"Khushi are you sure?"
This had made her mad for him, her desire and faith in him had only strengthened.
She drew her arms around his back, her hands clutching his shoulders, and then she parted her lips.
Parwaane Meri Baahon Mein Aa
It was after years, a heaven both of them found, when they tasted each other, breathlessness didn't matter, what mattered was their love.
He moved along her jaw line and started biting her, these were her first bites.
She remembered what he had said after their first session,
"I won't be so merciful every time Mrs. Raizada, today it's because I don't want anyone to see you with my marks, tomorrow I will flash my true desires in my room, and you'll see that."
She had turned crimson hearing the sentence and hid her face in his bare front, only to be hugged by him.
He was rightly following his words. He was most wild with her nape and made her gasp, placing watery kisses and fiercely bit her. She ran her hands through his hair grasping them to keep her support.
"Arnav ji please, please be sl..."
She got hit by reality. She was...was... enjoying the person who she hated...!
"Arnav ji"
She was stern this time, she wanted to be free, but he was in his world and still continuing his act, she wouldn't bear it anymore. The most eye widening act she did, she shook him off her, so that he was on the other side and immediately got up. Arnav sat up on the bed, he didn't know what suddenly got in her, he was still not out of the long lost world of his. Khushi was looking down to nowhere in particular but just avoiding him, or trying to, her eyes fell on the duppata that lay on the floor. How could it fall when she had clasped it with a pin? But the only answer was he. She bent down, picked it and started covering herself and that moment Arnav realized that they were not one anymore and why she had thrown him aside. But... he wouldn't let her use that duppata, he loathed it more than any change she had given to her.
As she was fiddling to get it right he snatched it from her, she was horrified. There was deep silence, she knew to ask him for the duppata would be hitting her head with the pool. She simply advanced to the cupboard, he knew her intentions, and there he was before she could reach. None the less she still tried to open the closet without muttering a word but he was more powerful and won.
"You are misbehaving Mr. Raizada"
"I possess the right to behold you from anything I wish"
"No you don't have any right over me"
"I am your owner and you belong to me"
She said nothing, only moved forward and struggled to get her duppata; he could see her shedding tears that he didn't want to see. H needed to explode his reasons, he was angry on her for being stupid. He clutched her and slammed her on the wall with him pressing his body entirely on her.
"Why don't you understand dammit that I don't want to see you with that helled thing!"
"I don't mean to satisfy you by my attire, I don't wear and live my life to please you Mr. Raizada."
"Khushi you hurt me by this thing, you abuse our love... that thing haunts me as if I didn't love but r*p*d you."
"Yes and it should because you did Mr. Raizada you did!"
Now she was showing the wrath that she hid all those years for him, for the last time she had spent with him defying her own words, Hum aapke saath bitaaye huay har pal ko jeeye hain.
She didn't realize that she was axing her own path, that he would in turn be more ruthless. Now the rakshaas was out. He literally pressed each and every part of her body with his, even the restricted territory crossing his limits making her fear from him.
"Why shouldn't I have done everything I did haan? I will like to tell you this too that I never loved you, but just made a fool of you. What did you expect from me? To love you for the reason I hated you? All what I did was a revenge from you. I wanted to take from you what destroyed my sisters marital relation, you biggest asset. And I was successful in that wasn't I? And when my purpose was completed I simply left you. I didn't leave you a virgin Ms. Gupta."
By that time he had killed her by every mean, and every way. Speaking so harsh, so ill he made that last thread of bond a mere lust of her for him. He demolished her...completely...
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