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Part 3 :: Ashiyaan
"Where is he?" Khushi whispered to herself as she made her way downstairs.
"I am not going to leave him this time! Always troubling me" Khushi made an irritated face as she took the last stair, carefully.
"Arnav ji!"
"Arnav ji!!"
"Arnav ji!!!"
"Coming!!"
Khushi heard Arnav ji's reply from study room's direction. Khushi turned towards the voice.
"Coming! Yes! Tell me what happened?" Arnav asked, who came running and stood in front of Khushi.
Khushi turned towards Arnav ji and glared at him, hands on her hips.
"Where is he?" Khushi asked raising her eyebrows.
"Who?" Arnav tried to act confused.
Khushi pursed her lips.
"Don't give me that look! I know that you know whom I am talking about" Khushi pointed her finger at Arnav ji, the glaring intact.
"Oh! Him...hmmm...I don't know Khushi...hmmm...let me search, ok? ...You don't stress yourself...You sit.." Arnav caught Khushi's shoulder and took her to the couch.
"I am fed up of him! He always troubles me! I am not going to talk to him now! " Khushi said with her eyes getting moist.
Arnav looked at Khushi and sighed. Nowadays she is being very hypersensitive. Too touchy.
"I will bring him, ok? You sit here." Arnav pecked Khushi's lips softly and got up from the kneeling position and went in search of him.
Arnav entered his study room. He wandered his eyes inside, and stopped at the two little feet peeking out from the curtains. He took his long strides towards him.
"This is intolerable, Arhaan! I have told you! Do whatever you want but never make your Mom cry, haven't I? So what is all this? Khushi is right! You have become very naughty. And I? I too support you in your all monkey business. But now, no more. Just go and wear whatever your Mom has bought for you." Arnav chided his Son of four years, who was listening to his Dad by peeking his head out of the curtains and eyes downcast.
Arhanan came out of the curtain and stood in front of his Dad.
"But Dad, I don't like that suit" Arhaan said in his small voice.
"I said I don't want to hear anything. You will go and wear that suit. No more arguments. But first go and say sorry to your Mom. I repeat don't you dare make her cry again. This is the last time I am repeating it for you. Do you get me?" Arnav asked in no nonsense tone.
Arhaan nodded meekly and started towards the door.
Arnav saw his Son moving towards the door and he too followed him.
Khushi saw her Son coming towards her. But today she was very offended by him. She has taken so much pain to buy a perfect suit for him and he? He is showing his tantrums! She is not going to give in so easily.
Arhaan came near his Mom and stood in front of her.
"Mommy, I am sorry. Sorry for making you cry. Please forgive me" Arhaan apologized in his innocent voice.
But Khushi, determined to not give in so easily, turned her head away from him.
Arhaan saw his Mommy turning her head away from him. His eyes filled with unshed tears. He never want to offend or make his Mommy upset. But sometimes he really don't like what his Mommy wants him to do. He wants to be like his Dad. Strong and tough but his Mommy treats him like a fragile little baby. She has bought a suit as per her liking whereas he wants a suit like his Dad. But if she is mad at him for not wearing her suit than he will wear it.
Arhaan went near the couch. He climbed on it and went near his Mommy. Now facing her side, he looped his arms around her Mommy's neck, careful not to cause her any discomfort. Leaning closure to his Mommy's cheek, he kissed her.
"I am sorry, Mommy. I will wear whatever you want me to wear, ok? Now please smile" Arhaan pleaded, still leaning towards his Mommy.
"I don't want your apology. Go from here!" Khushi removed Arhaan's hand from around her.
"I am sorry, Mommy. Please? I will do whatever you want me to do, promise!" Arhaan's hand again went to his initial place.
"Promise? You will wear the suit I brought for you?" Khushi asked, still not looking towards Arhaan.
Arhaan nodded his head vigorously and kissed his Mommy.
"Promise!" Giving a loud kiss on his Mommy's cheek, Arhaan jumped off the couch and went running upstairs to do the promised.
"Careful, little one!" Arnav shoued at the running form of Arhaan.
"Don't call me little one!!" Arhaan shouted back, irritated.
Arnav chuckled at his Son's reply and went towards his wife.
"So, Khushi aren't you going to get ready?" Arnav asked whilst he sat beside his wife.
Getting no response from his wife he looked towards her, her eyes downcast.
"Khushi? I asked you something!"
Khushi looked towards Arnav ji and shook her head.
"What! Why?"
"I am so fat!"
"You are not fat, jaan."
"No, I am!"
"No, you aren't !"
"Yes, I am!"
"No. You aren't!"
"Yes, I am. See here" Khushi pointed towards her tummy.
"That's not fat! That's our baby" Arnav got up from the couch, looping his one hand around Khushi's back and one under her knee, he scooped her in his strong arms.
"And now, you are coming with me! Do you get me?!" Arnav looked at Khushi.
"But, Arnav ji..." Khushi started to protest again but was cut off by her Arnav ji.
"Khushi! You know that today is a big day for me! I want my little family to be there, in front of me, beside me. Please?"
"Hmm...ok..." Khushi replied, still little hesitant.
...
"Arhaan! What have you done with the tie?" Khushi asked to her Son, who came all dressed for the evening.
"That's style, Mommy! How am I looking? Isn't it cool?" Arhaan posed for his Mommy.
Khushi shook her head at her Son and saw Arnav ji come out of the bathroom, dressed in a black Armani, looking handsome as always.
"What Happened, Khushi? Why are you shouting?" Arnav asked moving towards Khushi, who stood there in a black soft net Party saree with copper sequence work, which he had personally designed for Khushi. She was looking ethereal with her hair open, minimal make up and her innocent beauty.
"Why am I shouting? Look at your Son! Oh! I am so sorry, I mean your cool Son" Khushi pointed towards Arhaan, who stood there smiling at his parents.
Arnav looked at Arhaan.
"what?" Arnav asked confused.
"See his tie, Arnav ji! See what he has done to the tie"
Arnav looked at Arhaan's tie and smirked.
"It isn't looking bad, Khushi. And you see, he listened to you and wore your selected suit so atleast give him that much" Arnav said and turned towards the mirror to prefect his tie.
"Ya! Why not? I am the one old fashioned here. And you two? You two are the one who know everything about fashion" Khushi gave a somber look and sat on the bed with one hand on her tummy and the other hand flat on the bed to support herself.
Arhaan ran towards his Mommy.
"Mommy, if you want me to put the tie down than I will do it, should I?" Arhaan asked innocently.
Khushi pouted at her Son.
"No it's, ok!" Khushi extended her hand for his Son and Arhaan immediately went to his Mommy.
"Now, shall we go?" Arnav came and stood in front of the Mother- Son duo.
Arnav went and helped Khushi to stand on her feet.
"Come on, little on!" Arnav extended his hand towards his Son.
Put Arhaan didn't bulge.
Arhaan glared at his father and caught his mother's hand.
"I am not little one!" Arhaan clamored at his father and turned his head away.
Arnav and Khushi chuckled at their Son but not annoying their Son more, the little family exited the room to attain the big evening awaiting them.
...
Arnav entered the venue with his family and saw everyone's head turn towards them. He turned to look at Khushi, smiling he tightened his hold on Khushi and worked towards their table.
"Arnav ji, sab log hamari taraf kyun deekh rahe hai?" Khushi asked moving her eyes around and seeing that everyone was looking at them whilst she at on her chair.
Arnav looked at Khushi and smirked. But before he can reply to that, his over excited Son started.
"Because no one wants to miss the opportunity to see Arnav Singh Raizada in person Mommy" Arhaan replied proudly, his head held high.
Khushi looked at her Son and shook her head. Contemptuous! She really need to have a serious talk with her Son before he boasts himself more.
And with that the evening commenced. The function was held in the honor of Arnav Singh Raizada. His company AK has been awarded as one of the top ten fashion house in the world and AK being the first Indian company to bag this award, the Delhi government has held this function in his honor, to accolade him.
Everyone who looked up at Arnav Singh Raizada adores his achievements, even his comrade hold very high regards for him. But who better than Arnav Singh Raizada knows how he has achieved this success. It wasn't easy for him. It wasn't a easy path to here, but he will be an idiot if he will ask any easier path than this. Because whatever it was, he had his savior beside him. He had his Angel beside him. Who always backed him, who was always there to support him. If wasn't for her he don't know what his life would have been like because he can imagine his life without all this success but not without her. Without her there is no life.
Behind every successful man there is a woman.
He had heard this phrase all his life.
And his Khushi is the best example to that phrase.
Arnav looked at the lady beside him with only admiration in his eyes. He raised his hand to keep on Khushi but was stopped as he heard his name being called out.
Khushi looked at her Arnav ji and seeing him still sitting, she gestured him through her eyes to go.
Arnav smiled at Khushi and got up from the chair.
"So ladies and gentleman here's our man of honor!" the host announced and the award was being held out to The Arnav Singh Raizada.
Khushi clapped for her Arnav ji with great enthusiasm, smiling ear to ear.
"Oh no Mr.Raizada! We know that you don't interact with the media much but today, at your biggest achievement till now, let me quote the word till now, because we know that there are more to come. But at this biggest day of your life, few words will not harm you" the host quipped in, making Arnav halt in his track, who was about to exit the stage.
Arnav smiled at that and again turned to take the stage.
"Hmm...I haven't prepared any speech nor I am good with words. But...hmmm...My little family is really proud of me and so I think that makes me little proud of myself too. My media fellows always complaint that I don't interact much with them, so today I would like to take this opportunity to tell you all something. I...I... I have always believed in the power inside me. I had always believed that if we believe in ourselves than we can do anything, achieve anything. And that's true. But my life has taught me something else. If there is someone who believes in you more than you do, who has the influence to evoke the power in you, who, mo matter what, always backs you, than you can achieve more than you think you can do. And I have that who' in my life. My wife. My Khushi. If wasn't for her, I don't know what I would have done. This award shining in my hand isn't my achievement. It's the achievement of My wife who has there with me on every step of my life. I am never afraid of losing all this success. Never! Because I know if I have nothing , still my wife will be there for me. And if she is there with me than I can again build what I have lost. Thank you, Khushi! Thank for barging in my life and making it beautiful. Thank you very much!" Arnav completed his speech with moist eyes. All the events of his life flashed in front of him, when he wanted to buy something for his wife, but he didn't had the money to buy that. He, many a times tried to return her favor, but everytime he tried, he got to know, if at-all he slaved for his wife, he will not be able to return a ounce of aid his wife had done for him. But now he is in a position to give anything his wife's asks for and that too because of his wife. His happiness. His Khushi.
With the clapping voice resounding the hall, Arnav descended the steps towards his wife. Taking long stride to his wife, he was in front of his wife. His brow frowned in confusion as he saw her sniffing and crying. Had he said something wrong? He kneeled in front of her.
"Khushi, what happened? Why are you crying?" Arnav asked wiping the tears from her cheek.
Khushi immediately hugged him, circling her hands around his neck.
"I ...*sniff*...Love...*sniff*...You..." Khushi sniffed and hiccupped to complete her sentence containing the three magical words.
Arnav smiled at his pagal wife.
"I love you too, dammit" Arnav whispered in her ears and pulled back.
"Now, come on! Stop crying. Here, take YOUR award" Arnav handed the award to Khushi.
"Dad!" Arhaan jumped off his chair and came beside his father.
"Dad I am really mad at you!" Arhaan made a somber face.
Arnav looked at his Son. Was his speech that bad that one is crying and one is mad at him?
"Why?" Arnav asked to his Son.
"You forgot me! You never for once mentioned me!" Arhaan crossed his hand on his chest and turned his head away.
Khushi laughed at her Son and Arnav looked at his Son, smiling.
"Hmm...Arhaan...you see...hmm...that time...yes that time you were inside your Mommy's tummy, so whenever I mentioned you Mommy, I mentioned you too" Arnav tried to make up for is biggest mistake.
Arhaan looked at his father, dubiously.
"Sacchi?" Arhaan asked cutely.
Arnav pulled his Son near him and kissed him on his cheek as he replied.
"Saachi!!"
Arnav looked at Khushi.
"Khushi, now we should leave. I know it's uncomfortable for you to seat for so long" Arnav tried to get up but Khushi stopped him.
"No, Arnav ji. This function is held in your honor. How can you leave like this?" Khushi shook her head.
"It's ok Khushi. I had told them that I am not going to stay for long. So it's Ok if we leave" Arnav got up and held his hand out for his wife.
Khushi smiled and placed her hand in his.
"Come on, little one!" Arnav extended his other hand towards his Son and also prepared for the outburst.
"I am not little one!!" Arhaan stomped his foot and puffing moved ahead.
"Arnav ji, aap bhi na.." Khushi smacked Arnav's shoulder lightly.
...
Khushi was resting on the bed with her back leaning against the headboard and a book in her hand. Her eyes was on the book but she felt something snail beside her on the bed. She was about to close the book when Arhaan's head popped out from the blanket.
Khushi kept the book on the side table and looked at her Son.
"What happened Arhaan?" Khushi asked to her Son.
"Mommy, Dad said that I was inside your tummy, was I?" Arhaan asked amused.
Khushi stopped herself from laughing and nodded at her Son.
"Just like the baby?" Arhaan shot his next query.
"Yes, just like the baby" Khushi replied to his query.
Arhaan went inside the blanket and saw his Mother's swollen belly. He lightly poked it with his finger and came out of the blanket.
"Then how was I breathing, Mommy? How the baby is breathing?" Arhaan asked, eager to know everything about this new thing.
Khushi took Arhaan close to her and replied.
"The baby breaths when I breath, he eats when I eat, he drinks when I drink. Is this satisfies your query?" Khushi asked to her amused looking Son.
"Acchhaaa...hmmm"
"Now, sleep! Come on. Its late now" Khushi laid Arhaan and covered him with the blanket.
She patted his head till he started breathing softly, indicating he was asleep.
Khushi tucked Arhaan properly under the blanket and saw that Arnav ji entered the room.
Arnav look at the bed. He went near the bed and picked Arhaan in his arms.
"I will take him to his room" Arnav said and started towards Arhaan's room.
...
Arnav entered his room again after tucking Arhaan properly in his bed. He went towards the bed and laid beside Khushi, taking his wife in his arms.
"I am so proud of you, Arnav ji!" Khushi snuggled more into her Arnav ji.
"And I am proud of you!" Arnav kissed Khushi's hair.
"Thank you for everything, Khushi. Thank you for coming into my life, My Angel" Arnav bent and kissed Khushi.
"Be with me for forever, Arnav ji" Khushi looked at her Arnav ji through her loving eyes into his equally loving orbs.
"Forever, Khushi!"
"Hamesha..."
The End
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Edited by shona_arhilover - 11 years ago
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