Zehra you spin tales so brilliantly
Leaving us feeling satiated completely
But curiosity brings us back eagerly
We are then left wanting more desperately!
To know were where Arnav and Khushi
Holding hands, walking in so casually
Payal's predictions coming true seemingly
Switching the name on the card knowingly
Love for each other they felt secretly
Dropping hints, urging them, she was subtly
To acknowledge their feelings openly
Or then with regret, suffer silently
When married to another she would be
A lehenga created with so much clarity
In it he could imagine her look like a beauty
The vibrant colours etched in his memory
From their first meeting not so friendly
She looked at him so expectantly
They both felt the desire equally
Emotions strong- love they felt mutually
But why the pretence and the misery
And all the suffering silently
When together they wanted to be
He wanted her to be always happy
She knew only one way that was a possibility
If he would give her a reason not to marry
And instead tell her, she was his only
A flashback to their past we are privy
To see Arnav teasing Ratna lovingly
A bride he would bring back 'gori'
He joked with his mother cheekily
Taking a cue, she stated emotionally
She wanted Khushi and him to marry
While the idea may now sound silly
It was her dream for them eventually
A match ideal she felt it would be
She said to a displeased Arnav, calmly
Not his choice, he expressed clearly
But Ratna was all praises for Khushi
Extracting a promise from him finally
In the future to think about it sincerely
Ratna wise and so instinctively
Predicted their future so very easily
In love one day they would surely be
She had predicted accurately
Her kangans she kept for Khushi
Whether daughter or bride to be
Things were going smoothly
Till the appearance of evil Buaji
And Payal who was smart & witty
Winning the hearts of the family
She knew her mother was slimy
And ulterior motive she had slyly
She opened up to Akaash slowly
And confided in him about her nanaji
The injustices committed to her mamaji.
Neither support nor justify hypocrisy
To please unnecessarily the society
Khushi sacrificing her happiness unjustly
She was on a mission was she?
While Akaash ran behind her besottedly
The wedding was approaching quietly
Arnav wanted to escape it obviously
He needed to talk to his Khushi urgently
But on her hands was being applied Mehendi
She looked at the ringing phone helplessly
It was destiny, at that moment she said Arnavji
And a question she answered unknowingly
This led to his name on her palm to be
Another ritual covered traditionally
Just like on the day of the haldi
The storm inside surfacing angrily
Frustrated, with her the events recently
He reached out to his mother subconsciously
She cleared his doubts through telepathy
It had dawned on him suddenly
And the love was now to see-easy
He made his way to see her defiantly
Ignoring a smitten SAIYYU thoughtlessly
Khushi was relieved was putting it mildly
Falling into his arms immediately
While he looked at her mesmerizingly
Where they went was such a mystery
The baraat, working as a distraction aptly
Running away together quietly
They were out of touch from everybody
Missing the auspicious muharat fortunately
Only Payal seemed to sit nonchalantly
With a worried Akaash she carried on jokingly
When strolled in, hand in hand Arnav & Khushi!
Zehra please tell us they were united by matrimony
Or is this more than that we don't see?
That will be revealed gradually...
Was this his plan to keep her happy?
We are restless with curiosity!
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