Arhi FF:: His Journey Towards Euphoria Part 21(23/03) new thread added - Page 16

Congrats on the new thread...seems like Arnav is falling for Khushi. Loved the kiss and Khushi running into bed with Abeer and covering them with the blanket.

Originally posted by: pari_goyal

r u updating today...

Originally posted by: shona_arhilover

Tomorrow, dearies! :)

same time ...

Today I am going to update ILMANY...

whole week I din get time to write anything, so I will need atleast two days to write the update... So now half of the update is done...will update tomorrow

Part 14

Arnav's eyes fluttered open, hearing some murmuring beside him. His eyes traveled to his left. And there she was, covered all in blanket and he knew Abeer is awake too, as he heard his gurgling noises. An amused smile graced his lips. He dragged himself near the duo.

"Ebu, shhh. Please keep quite. Close your eyes. Let that Laad Governor go and then we will get up." Khushi pointed her finger at Abeer, in the little space inside the blanket.

Abeer looked at his mother with full earnestness, his big brown eyes wide open. And as if understanding his Amma, he snuggled close and clung to her.

Khushi's lips adorned a beautiful smile, seeing her so understanding Son. She brought him close to her chest. Abeer rested his head on her bosom, playing with her Amma's dupatta.

"He is a Laad Governor, you know Ebu? Mami's idea was very atrocious. I should have not listened to her. Laad Governor! If he was so annoyed then he should have shouted like always, what was the need to punish me by...by... " Khushi stopped, not knowing how to continue further.

She looked down at her Son. How can she tell him about last night? Thank God he was sleeping last night. Khushi's hand traveled to her lips. She can still sense his lips on her.And the current that had ran through her? What was that? She had never felt that way before. And her heart? It was like her heart had taken a marathon. It took her hours to regulate her heartbeat. In office he use to annoy her by his unnecessary shouting and here by his ajebness. Has he changed his punishment strategy? If yes, then that day is not far when everyone will get the news that Khushi Kumari Gupta died of Heart Attack. Hey Devi Maiya! It is all that Laad Governor's fault. Khushi closed her eyes. Why isn't tht Laad Governor getting up today!

Arnav paid close attention to Khushi's musing. Punishment?! She thinks the kiss was a punishment? Unbelievable! Only she is capable of thinking something like this. Can anyone be so nave? She is! What should he do with this ridiculously innocent woman? Arnav shook his head. Nothing! He can do absolutely nothing! Getting up from the bed, he marched inside the bathroom.

Khushi peeked out from the blanket and sighed it relief as she saw his side of the bed empty.

"Ebu, let Arnav ji go for his jogging and then we will get up. Till then we will hide here" Khushi again covered her and Ebu with the blanket.

Khushi was eight years old when Devi Maiya took away her parents from her. But She was generous enough to not take away the protective shadows she was habitual in living with. And Khushi was taken in the protective arms of her Buaji. A lovely lady who had lost her husband after few years of her marriage. And Madhumati Mishra deprived of any happiness of kids, had poured her all love on Khushi. She had taken care of her niece like her own kid, always keeping Khushi with her. She was a Hindi lecturer in a girl's convent school and by default Khushi was admitted in the same school.

Khushi had no interest in studies. She was always fascinated by the house wife concept. For her studying was just a formality, like a compulsion which all kids are expected to do. Her happiness was spending time with her Buaji and playing with the kids of her chawl. Her Buaji knew that like other girls of her age, Khushi has no high ambitions. And she had no heart to push her child where her interest doesn't lay.

Studying in a convent school and always being with her Buaji, Khushi wasn't exposed to the other aspects of life. She hadn't indulged herself in any relationship. Because she had never dreamt of a lover who will marry her, she had always dreamt of a husband who will love her. And the meaning of love in her dictionary has nothing to do with physical things. For her, love means caring for each other, being with eachother, supporting eachother, being there for eachother in thick and thin.

And now being married to this man, who is beyond her understanding and been kissed by him is something beyond her reach. And this one kiss has changed everything for her. Now the easiness she use to feel around him has evaporated and left an awkwardness. And she don't like awkwardness in any relationship.

But Arnav's last night advance has made everything awkward for her.

And now she will do what she does in such situations.

Run!

Arnav came back after his jogging to see Khushi folding the blanket. He saw her stiff for a second and then again started folding the blanket. And Arnav diverted himself from the initial route and he went towards the cupboard.

"Khushi, still I am unable to find my red file, have you seen it?" Arnav smirked.

Khushi's hand halted midair, which was about to pick Abeer. She turned to look at him, his back facing her. Swallowing hard, she picked Abeer and hurriedly marched towards the door, stammering a coherent reply.

"I...I...don't know any...any red file..."

...

Khushi reached the living room, her breathe irregular due to the smirking Laad Governor. She saw Nani seated on the sofa. Taking a deep breathe to control her thudding heart, she went towards Nani.

"Nani, app Ebu ko thodi der ke liye sambhalengi? Hum unki bottle leke aate hain" Khushi said to Nani.

Nani lifted her head to look at Khushi. Smiling, she nodded at Khushi and took Abeer from her.

Giving Ebu to Nani, Khushi hurriedly marched towards the kitchen.

...

Manorma Raizada entered the kitchen to fetch a glass of water when she saw her daughter-in-law standing near the kitchen slab. She swayed her hips towards her and stood behind her.

"Ka hua kal raat mein? You are using my lessonswa or not?" Mami crooked her eyebrow at Khushi.

Khushi's hand, for the second time in a day, halted midair, which was about to pick Abeer's milk bottle. Her wide eyes, lifting to look at Mami ji.

"Ka hua? Tumhri tonguewa billi le ke bye bye ho gayi ka? Kuch bolat kahe nahi ho?"

"Hum...Hum...hum, Ebu...Hum Ebu ko...Ebu ko bhook lagi hai...hum bottle leke jate hai..." and Khushi scurried away, tripping two times in her way.

...

Khushi was sitting on the bed with Ebu in her arms. Poor child, he too was confused by his Amma's weird behavior.

"Ebu, hume lagta hai we should sleep. What do you think? Before Arnav ji comes, we should sleep. Come.." Khushi was about to lay on her side of the bed, when she saw the reason of her weirdness came walking. Gulping, Khushi immediately got up from the bed.

Arnav looked at her, confused by her sudden act.

"What?" Arnav crooked his eyebrow.

"I...I...I am going to drawing room...you,...you sleep...I will will sleep afterwards.." and Khushi scurried away from the room.

Arnav stared at the retreating back of Khushi. What the! What has happened to her?Whole day she was running away from him! And at night too! Dammit! He should have not kissed her! Sleep? Arnav clenched his jaw. How the hell is he supposed to sleep without listening to her alleviating voice?!

...

Khushi sighed in relief after coming out of the room.

"Ebu, you sleep." Khushi kept his head on her shoulder and patted his back. "Par ab hum kya kare? " Khushi started chewing her nails. She walked towards the drawing room. And without paying much attention to the other occupant of the drawing room, she went and sat on the sofa.

Khushi was lost in her thought when she heard some noises. She moved her head to look around, she saw Nanheji, sitting beside her and munching on his chips. But it was not some munching voice. And then her eyes landed on the screen in front of her.

"Chi!!! Nanehi ji! Aap ye kya dekh rahe hai??" Khushi made a distasteful face at the scene played on the screen and covered Abeer's eyes with her palm.

"What? They are kissing..What's so "chhi" in that?" NK asked, looking at Khushi's face, unable to catch what is so offensive in a simple kiss.

"Chhii!" Khushi started searching for the remote and finding it behind her, she turned the TV off.

"Khushi! What is this? That was my favorite movie and my favorite scene of the movie.." Nk said, annoyed at Khushi.

"Favorite? They were...Chiii...and you are saying you like seeing that?" Khushi looked at NK disbelievingly.

"Khushi you are unbelievable. And stop saying chiii', they both were lovers and were kissing, so what is the problem?"

"They love eachother?"

"Of course they do! If they don't love then why will they kiss eachother?"

Khushi looked at Nanheji, unable to understand this new lesson.

"But they were acting, na? Then how they love eachother"

"Khushi, you are crazy! God!! Ofcourse they are acting! They are playing lovers, and lovers do kiss and so they were doing just that"

"Not every lover kiss" Khushi protested.

"Accha? Name one hero, who haven't kissed yet" NK challenged.

Khushi looked at Nanheji. Lovers kiss! Then why Arnav ji kissed her? She thought he kissed her to punish her but Nanheji is saying lovers kiss. But Arnav ji don't love her. Then why did he kissed her?

"Comeon Khushi, name atleast one hero.." NK's voice snapped Khushi out of her musings.

"I...hmm...I...Salman!!" Khushi clamored.

"What?"

"Yes! Salman Khan, Nanheji, he had never kissed her heroine."

"Khushi you are really unbelievable. Lovers kiss, Khushi. What else they are supposed to do? But why the hell I am having this conversation with you? Go and ask your husband about all this! And now good night!" NK threw the pillow on the sofa, which was on his lap and marched towards the exit.

Khushi saw Nanheji leaving the room.

"Lovers kiss, Khushi!"

But they are not lovers. Arnav ji don't love her. Then why did he kissed her? Khushi got up from the bed and started waking towards her room.

...

Arnav heard the door crack open, but he kept his eyes closed. And after few moments later felt the bed beside him deepened as Khushi lay on her side of the bed.

Arnav kept his eyes closed, lest she again runs away.

And few moments later he heard that noise.

*sniff*

Arnav's eyes flew open. What the!!

"Khushi?"

*sniff*

"Khushi.."

*sniff*

"Khushi!!" Arnav called louder and got up from the bed. He walked across and went towards her side of the bed.

*sniff*

Another sniff and Arnav's patience snapped. He bent and dragged the blanket away from her. He looked down at her but she hide her face with her palm.

Catching her shoulder, Arnav dragged her in a sitting position and he knelt in front of her.

"Khushi are you crying?" Arnav asked, controlling his bubbling anger.

But Khushi continued her sniffing business, not bothering to answer him.

Arnav clenched his jaw.

"Khushi, I asked. Are you crying?" Arnav asked through his gritted teeth.

Arnav looked at her through his blazing eyes. Here he is being all patience with her and she isn't bothering to reply! He is trying to change for her, trying hard to control his temper around her, but she? She is the least bothered about all this! All she wants to do is, everyday come up with new games to play with Abeer, want to play with him like a kid. And what about him? And if she is crying because of yesterday's kiss, then God help him!

But that's what he wanted. A mother for his nephew, don't he? A voice from within screamed at him.

But not anymore! He want her to act like wife! But she? She only wants to remain Abeer's mother.

Arnav stood up from his kneeling position and dragged her along with him.

"I asked. WHY ARE YOU CRYING DAMMIT?!!" Arnav bellowed at her.

Khushi lifted her wet eyelids to look at Arnav ji, sniffing silently.

"Ebu...*sniff*...Ebu..."

"what?!"

"Don't shout...Ebu ..*sniff* ...Ebu jag jayega.. ...*sniff*.."

"Khushi, for the last time. Why are you crying?" Arnav asked as calmly as he can.

"You...*sniff*...you...*sniff*...you kissed meee..." and the sniffing converted into loud cry.

And it was a miracle that in between all this shouting and crying, Abeer was still asleep.

"Khushi. Stop. Crying.What is the problem with the kiss?" Arnav gritted his teeth.

"Only...only...only lovers can kiss.."

"What?"

*sniff*

"Who told you that?"

"Nanheji...he...he told..only lovers can kiss...then ...then why did you kissed me?"

*sniff*

What the hell? Why this NK is hell bent on making the things more complicated? Like hell only lovers can kiss! He had kissed before, and love was the last thing on his mind at that time. Or to be more accurate, was never on his mind!

"Khushi, it's nothing like that!"

"Then...then...then why you kissed me?" Khushi lifted her innocent gaze at him.

Arnav took a deep breath. What is he supposed to do with her?

"Khushi we are married, aren't we?"

Khushi looked at him confused.

"Yes.."

"Husbands and wives kiss. Do you get me?"

"But, Nanheji told when two people love eachother, then they kiss.."

This NK! He is so dead tomorrow!

Arnav saw Khushi, waiting for his reply. Bending, he picked her up in his arms and laid her on the bed.

"Sleep now! We will talk later" After tackling that idiot NK, who was playing love guru for his wife.

"Khushi, I said sleep. We will talk tomorrow" Arnav tucked her inside the blanket. "And don't you dare cry again." Arnav warned, tucking the strand of her hair behind her ear.

Letting out a soft shuddering breathe, Khushi closed her eyes.

Arnav saw her closing her eyes. He waited for few minutes there, seeing her face glowing in the dim light. He heard her soft snoring and knew she was asleep.

He knelt beside her.

It's right that he wanted only a mother for his nephew. But that mother being Khushi has changed everything. He doesn't know when that happened. When this change happened. All he knows that he wants to change! Change for her! Change himself so that he can fit in the world she has created with Abeer. He don't know why this sudden change! But seeing her that day with NK and Abeer in that park, he felt something stir inside him.

Sometimes a single moment is enough to change you, change your beliefs, change your ideology, change your judgment, and change your point of view towards life. And that had happened to him. And he wants to accept this change, with his every being. For once he wants to forget everything and give a chance to happiness. A happiness, which his heart feels whenever he feels her around.

Love? He don't know what love is? And he doesn't want to epitomize his feeling in a mere word. Because the things he feel for her is impossible to encapsulate in words.

Arnav bent near near Khushi and kissed her cheek. Again securing her inside the blanket, he got up.

The most sincere feelings are the hardest to be expressed in words. And what he has started feeling for her is the heartfelt feeling, nothing to do with his tycoon mind.

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