Arshi: Before It Is Too Late(Part- 37 Last Part pg 50) 19/7/2014 - Page 8

Lovely update. I felt so bad for Khushi. She has sacrificed her life today. And her jerk of a husband could only think that she will be back in three months? How disgusting can he be? My heart went out to the poor girl who didn't have a wonderful past, doesn't have a beautiful present and knows that her future is going to be dark as well. Thanks for the PM and hope you will update soon :)

i am soso mad at arnav ...poor kush

Heart goes out to Khushi who is in a ajeeb position of a bride for three months only facing a bad past, bitter present and a bleak future!

I really feel bad for here 😔

Part- Thirteen

Nani and Mami have come long back to make arrangements to welcome their daughter-in-laws.

As the newlyweds make their way through the threshold of RM with all rubrics, Anjali come forth and with a naughty smile she says, "aab Akash aur Chotey humare gharke parampara anusar aapni patnio ko aapne kamreme le jayeng, (now Akash and Chotey will according Raizada tradition will take their wives to their rooms.)."

Before Khushi and Payel can wonder what is the tradition Payel loses the feeling of earth under her feet and soon finds herself getting carried by Akash who is taking longer strides than usual towards his room. Payel hides her face in his chest unable to take the teasing sounds coming their way from behind.

Khushi's eyes are still wide open seeing the act, but few seconds and she also gets scooped up like Payel in Arnav's arm. When she gets a hold on her erratic breathing and composes enough to look up she finds herself under the blazing eyes of Arnav. She feels her face heating up under the scrutinizing eyes. She immediately looks down but cannot help wondering, how strong these arms are- Strong... strong enough to feel protected. She listens to his heartbeat... nothing irregular but then why? Why he behaves heartlessly. She feels his grip tightening around her and she looks up.

She is light and soft. She has a mild rosy smell on her and Oh Boy! It really gives you a feel-good feeling. But what makes him wonder is the familiarity of the smell. He knows this is not any perfume... it is her... It is same as his mother used to smell when she used to be around. He remembers once asking his Nani, why she smell like that always and no one else and in answer she had smiled with pride and with pure love, before saying, the heart resides in her is pure, which makes her a pure soul and all pure soul smells like that, Devine.

And as Nani's words ring in his ear he cannot help but feel a little pang in his heart. His hold tightens around her and she looks up.

Both their eyes meet and stay focus in each other's until they reach their room.

As soon they enter the room, Arnav comes out of the spell of their eye lock and puts her down hastily.

The spell is broken and with that the momentary ache in his heart is also gone and Arnav is back to his own self, disgusted on his bewilderment and irate too. He shots a glaring look to Khushi and vanishes behind the wash room door.

He comes out changing into a black track pant and white jumper. The sight catches his eyes first the floral decoration and flower petal on his bed. "Damn!!"

He starts cleaning the bed roughly. While cleaning he notices the two pillows kept side by side and realize that Khushi is now going to share the bed with him. He groans inwardly and looks around to find the object of his displeasure.

But Khushi is nowhere in the room. His searching eyes looks out of the glass door towards the pool and there she is, standing by the pool in her bridal costume.

He walks towards the glass door and witnesses the most gorgeous scene of his life till now.

She is looking up. Her gaze is fixed on the stars. The full moon light is bathing her face. The costume is shining under its light.

Can he find a word suitable enough to define this beauty?

She is looking like the moon herself, sans the marks.

If Arnav wouldn't have brought her here in his own arms then he would have thought she is fragment of his imagination, his illusion.

His stance breaks when she looks down and before she turns Arnav pulls the curtain to cover the glass door. The dragging of curtains makes a shrill sound which Khushi makes turns.

The closed curtain brings a deep sigh from her. She sits on the recliner kept by the pool. After a little time, the exhaustion of the days finally takes a toll over her and she falls into a deep slumber.

Inside the room, Arnav twists and turns on the bed. He has left a side for Khushi. But after a long wait when Khushi doesn't turn up in the room, he gets up in his impatience and muttering a "what the...?" he goes to check on her.

He removes the curtains and slides open the glass door. He sees her asleep on the recliner. He walks to her slowly and finds himself drowning again in her. He spreads his hand to touch her face once but then takes it back as id electrocuted. Once a thought of carrying her inside peeks in his head but he shakes of the idea as soon it appears and he walks back to room and comes back with a blanket in his hand. He covers her with it.

He goes back to the bed and sleeps, watching the sleeping beauty through the glass door which he has left open.

***

Next morning Arnav wakes up with the sound of water fall. First he thinks that he has kept the tap open last night but looking around he realizes that he is no more alone in this room.

The thought strangely doesn't irk him rather he feels nothing wrong about sharing his room with someone. His eyes stay attached to the locked door of the washroom while he leans back on his pillow.

The click sound tells him she is coming out and he shuts his eyelids pretending asleep.

Khushi comes out and finds Arnav in that way and heaves a sigh of relief. She is wearing a red and pastel green combination sari with a matching blouse. Water is still dripping from her hair. She wipes her hair with a towel and stands in front of the dressing table to brush her hair and for the minimal make-up required for a new bride.

Arnav watches her dress up under his lashes, in awe.

When she leaves the room a sigh escapes from him... it is going to be much difficult than he thought, he thinks.

My new ff: Unknowingly...https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/fan-fictions/3880889/arshi-unknowingly-removed-reposting-info-in-page

Interesting! Khushi exuding same aroma as his mom! His Nani's explanation is also quite interesting! The pull for Khushi is being felt and now how will he carry on?

Nice update. I want Arnav to realize his fault on his own. I love the way he is being tortured by Khushi unknowingly. Thanks for the PM :)

Amazing

what he think about himself hate him