Arshi FF:: Junoon Thread 2 link up on PG 1 - Page 15

Wonderful part
loved it
thanx for the pm

I just loved... I want to read more... Especialy wat happend btw arshi...

wat s this khushi s married poor arnav he lost his love y u r doing like this u seperate arshi shona so sad😭😭

😊...loved it...ummm arnav & rudra...it will b interesting how u handle both

please unite arshi soon

Part 3

Khushi stared at the clock, it was showing 4 a.m.. From the last four hours just what she was doing. It was by 12 that they had gotten into the bed, as Rudra ji had occupied the right side, she slipped into the left side, and pretending to be asleep she had closed her eyes. But as she heard the soft even breathing from the other side, she had opened her eyes.

A shuddering breath left her body as a lone pearl rolled down her cheek. She buried her face in the pillow, not knowing how to fill the hollowness she was feeling. She missed her Amma and Babuji. Atleast it was easy at her home. It was easy around her parents, it was easy in her room. But here, in this new place, with a man she had known for only few hours. It was getting difficult, painfully unbearable. He was trying his best to make her feel comfortable. He loves her. She can see that in his eyes. But can she ever love him back?

A low sob left her body.

Why? Why Devi Maiya?! She asked her favorite deity. Why isn't she allowed to lead a normal life? Why she had to fall for him? Why can't she love a man like Rudra ji? Life would have been so much easier than. She had loved that man, a man who doesn't deserves her love And the man, who is her husband, who loves her, why can't she love him? He deserves her love.

That man claims to love her and then he didn't take a second to lie about their relationship. He claims to understand her and then didn't take a second to misunderstand her. He had known her for years and still he...

Her hand clasped her mouth as uncontrollable sobs wrecked her body.

And the man who knows almost nothing about her, said he believes her. He is her husband now, he can even force her to stay with him but still he asked her what she wants.

"Hey Devi Maiya, why can't I just erase every memory of that man from my heart and allow the man who deserves that place? Why Devi Maiya?! Why? " She sobbed on her ill fate.

"I will come to take you back.."

Khushi's eyes jerked open. He...He said he will come back again. No...she can't allow that to happen. She needs to get him out of her life...for her, for her husband and...even for him.

Khushi got up from the bed.

A shrill cry of ring broke Arnav's slumber. He tried to open his heavy eyes, which hurt like hell. He clutched his head, it was spinning to its best.

"Who the hell is at this time..." he searched for his phone and finding it atlast he put it on his ear.

"Hello!!" he shouted without looking at the caller name.

"Lower your voice , Mr." a sweet voice, trying too hard to sound strict graced his ears.

He pulled the phone from his ear and looked at the caller name.

"Di..."

"Yes, your Di...who else?"

"What do you want?" Arnav asked.

"What on earth is the problem with you, Chhote? What do you mean by, what you want? I have my husband if I want anything, why will I call YOU if I want something."

"Then go and eat your husband's head na. Why are you irritating me? "

"Now this is the height! I call you to ask about your well being and all I get in return is your grumpiness?" Anjali asked, hurt.

"I am sorry.." Arnav apologized after hearing her hurt voice. "It's just that I was sleeping and then you called me...so...I am really sorry, Di..."

"It's ok, Chhote. Now tell me how are you?" Anjali asked resuming her cheerful tone.

"I am fine Di..." Arnav said in the subtle tone as the events of last night flashed in front of him.

"Ok..if you say so...hmm...Chhote, I want to ask you something..."Anjali said, hesitating.

"What, Di?"Arnav asked.

"Hmm...I...I heard that you ...you were dating someone..." Anjali asked, her tongue between her teeth.

"That's none your business Di.." his rude voice traveled the other side.

"Chhote, that was really rude and I am just asking not dragging you to mandap.."

"Who told you Di and it's a fake news.."

"Fake news?...But Aman never gives me any fake news..."

"Thanks for telling me, Di and next conform news you will get from your lovely Aman will be that he is been fired..." and before Anjali can say anything, he disconnected the call and threw on the bed.

Rudra woke up only to find the other side empty. He looked around in the room but his wife was nowhere. Getting up from the bed, he exited the room.

"Khushi!" Rudra called.

"Hum yaha hai..."

Rudra heard the voice from Kitchen.

"Khushi? What are you doing? And why are you up so early? You went to bed late last night, you should have rested but instead you are here working in the kitchen.." Rudra said in one go, not liking seeing his wife working instead of taking some much needed rest.

"Hum theek hain Rudra ji, anyways I was up early so thought of making breakfast for us." Khushi smiled. She needs to start afresh, she can't ruin her life as well as the ones who love her.

Rudra smiled.

"If that's make you smile like that ...then so be it.." Rudra leaned on the Kitchen door.

"Get ready...then we can have our breakfast...and...and then..."

"Then what, Khushi?"

"Do you have your office today?" Khushi asked.

"No. I have taken leave which will end after two days. So I am free for two more days.." Rudra replied.

"Oh. Then...can we...can we go to the temple?" Khushi asked little hesitant.

"Of-course we can and no need to hesitate, Khushi. You can ask me anything you want, I will try my best to give you the same" Rudra promised.

Khushi nodded her head.

"Ok..I will get ready then..." Rudra said and left the Kitchen.

Arnav saw his Khushi, clad in a red saree. Red, his favorite color but today it burned him. That mangalsutra! That thing which held no value for him today held the power to ignite such bile in him that adhered the power to burn the whole world down. The red and white bangles adorning half of her arm, was cutting his heart into thin ribbons evoking an unbearable pain. The sindoor, seeing the blood red color of her sindoor wanted him to wrench his heart from his chest so that he can free himself from the oppressive pain he was feeling there.

Why?

He asked himself. Why the thing that held no value for him was affecting him?

May because each and everything she was wearing was screaming back to him that now she belongs to someone else. All she wore screamed that she was no more his.

Which he will not allow. He will not allow that.

Khushi's step halted, her hold on the aarti thaal trembled.

"Khushi, don't worry...he will not do anything." Khushi faintly heard from her left as her eyes were glued to the man approaching them.

"This is really bad Khushi. I had asked you to be ready, hadn't I? And you came here. It was good that I am aware of your habits otherwise I would have searched you everywhere and wasted my time.." Arnav removed his black aviators and looked in her eyes.

"Chalo mere saath.." he extended his hand.

Khushi closed her eyes. She needs to finish this...once and for all.

"Rudra ji...will you leave us alone for some time. ...I need to talk to him...?" Khushi asked him and felt his hold on her hand tightened. Khushi smiled at him. "I will be fine, Rudra ji. Don't worry, he may be an animal but he will not hurt me, I should atleast give him for that. " Khushi assured him.

Rudra left her hand.

"Ok, I will be waiting..."

Khushi nodded at him. And as Rudra left, she turned to look at Arnav.

"Arnav ji..." Khushi started only to be stopped by him.

"Khushi...first listen to me...See I am sorry...I am sorry for whatever I said and did...But you can't punish me this way Khushi... You just can't...Just come with me...come with me, Khushi...I swear that I will not repeat my mistake again...please come back to me.."

"It's good that you will not repeat your mistake again...It will be good for your future but now I am your past...and you are my past...You should forget me now and I will..."

"Can you forget me, Sonu?!" Arnav asked, his voice soft as he tried to touch her arms.

Khushi yanked his hands away.

"Don't call me that...you have no right to call me that. And don't touch me...I am married now...You don't have any right to touch me...And don't ask me to come back...I can never do that.. "

"Why?!! Why Khushi!! Why can't you come back?! Why?! That man doesn't deserves you. I...I promise to never..."

"Doesn't deserves me? That man doesn't deserves me?! And you? You deserve me? A man who doesn't trusts me, a man who said that...that I was...I was physically involved with him...Itna...itna bada jhoot...kaise bola aapne Arnav ji...how can you say that?! How Arnav ji!!"

Arnav closed his eyes. He should have not said that.

"Khushi, listen to me...I am sorry for yesterday...I am sorry...please maaf kardo... I wasn't thinking rationally...I just wanted to get you back...and I did what I thought would get you back...Please I am sorry...please come back..." Arnav again tried to catch her hand.

"HOW MANY TIMES TO TELL YOU?! DON'T TOUCH ME, I AM MARRIED NOW. YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO TOUCH ME!!" Khushi shouted furiously.

"THEN WHO HAS THE RIGHT, KHUSHI?! THAT MAN?! THAT MAN WHOM YOU CALL YOUR HUSBAND?! TELL ME?!" Arnav shouted back.

"YES! That man whom I call my husband has the right to touch me. And yesterday you proved that my decision to marry him was right. You, yet again proved me that you are a selfish man, so much that you are even ready to tarnish my character if it gets what you want, am I right Arnav ji?! There's no need to tell you what you are. You very well know what you are! YOU KNOW WHAT A MONSTER YOU ARE!! AND I REFUSE TO HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH A MONSTER LIKE YOU!!."

"THEN WHY DID YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH THIS SAME MONSTER, KHUSHI!! WHY DID YOU?!!"

"Because I was mad, I was a fool to think that I can change a monster into a human. I was fool, Arnav ji. And time and again you have proved me wrong, you have proved that I was a fool. You have showed that you can never change. NEVER Arnav ji. "

"Khushi..." he tried to cup her face.

"FOR GOD SAKE!! DON'T TOUCH ME. I AM MARR...Ahhh"

Arnav held her arms in a tight grip.

"THEN WHO HAS THE RIGHT?! WHO KHUSHI! THAT MAN?!" Arnav asked and bend closer to her, neat madness gleaming in his eyes . "Had he touched you, Khushi...had he? The way I have...The wa.."

Khushi pushed him away.

"You...you are a disgusting person Arnav ji..I am glad that now I have nothing to do with you...I am glad that I married Rudra ji...You..." Khushi stopped as the unshed tears choked her throat. "No...no one can fight you..." Khushi whispered as some tears spilled from her eyes. "I know...who better than me knows, right?...So...all I can do is request you...beg you to leave me and my husband alone...leave me, Arnav ji...please...Do this for me, please. "

"Never...I can never do that. You will have to come back to me. And you know when Arnav Singh Raizada wants something he gets it, who better than you knows, right Khushi?" Arnav asked in a frighteningly low whisper.

Kushi's misted eyes looked up to meet his.

"And then you say you love me? IS THIS YOUR LOVE?! This is the definition of love in your world?! To force someone, to tarnish their character, to make them cry till they beg you? You..." her shoulder slummed, defeated. "You...you are a curse Arnav ji...A curse to my life...I rue the day I had seen you...I rue the day I said I love you...I rue every single moment I had spend with you...I...No one can stop you, you are right. So you can do anything you want. I will fight...I will fight till I can...Just...just one request to you..don't harm Rudra ji...he is a nice man...Don't do anything to him, please..." Khushi joined her hands.

"I am a curse, a monster, right? So from now on don't expect any humanity from me. Then it will easy for you to fight me. You want to fight, right? Fight. Fight with no expectations from me. Then it will hurt less." Pulling the aviators on, he turned around and left the temple.

Khushi saw him leaving with tears flowing down her cheek. She closed her eyes and prayed for some strength from Devi Maiya to fight against that man.

"Khushi, are you ok? " Rudra was by her side as soon as he saw her descending the last stair.

"I am fine, Rudra ji. I...am just tired...can we go back home." Khushi asked, the verbal fight had left her with no strength.

Rudra draped his hand over her shoulder to support her.

"Of-course, Khushi. Come..." Rudra stopped a rickshaw.

"Arnav ji, your house is so big. I just love it. We can sing, dance, do anything. I love it" Khushi twirled around opening her arms.

"I am glad you liked it. " Arnav saw her happily twirling around.

"Sonu come, let me take you to my room"

Khushi stopped her twirling and ran towards him.

"Don't call me that..." Khushi pouted.

"What? Sonu?" Arnav asked, smirking.

"Yes! I don't like that name."

"Why? Why don't you like that name? Your Amma calls you that right?" Arnav asked as he circled his arms around her waist and took her in his arms.

"Yes. Amma calls me that but I ask her not to, still she doesn't listens to me."

"But why, Khushi? It suits you. You are so soft, your beautiful hazel eyes, your beautiful smile, your petal like lips,...that name...that name is perfect for you..." Arnav defined her name for her.

Khushi smiled at him.

"Accha? Now stop being poetic and show me your room.."

"Ok, come..." he took her towards his room.

"Wow..Arnav ji, your room is so so so big...Why you need so big room? Hey Devi Maiya, so big cupboard. Saare Delhi ke kapde rakhte hain kya aap? But I like that recliner. And that poolside, I love it. Hey Devi Maiya! Arnav ji!!" Khushi exclaimed and ran towards the bed.

"Arnav ji, you know how to play this?" Khushi looked at him, shocked.

Arnav smiled and walked towards her.

"Yes. I know how to play guitar." Arnav took the guitar from a shocked Khushi.

"Aapko aata hai? Can you also sing?" Khushi asked, still dazed. How many hidden talents does he have?

"Yes, I can sing too.." Arnav smiled.

"Then what are you doing in fashion industry? You could have become a Rockstar.." Khushi suggested.

"Playing Guitar and Singing is my hobby Khushi. Something I enjoy doing, something too personal, I don't want to do it in front of thousands of people. I enjoy it in the confines of four walls."

"Will you sing for me, Arnav ji?"Kushi cling to his arm like a child.

Arnav chuckled at her.

"Yes. I will..."

Arnav looked at the large photo of Khushi hung on the wall. It was the photo Khushi had came to show him, a photo she had taken when she had attended her friend's wedding. He had liked it so much that he had kept it with him and then framing it, he had hung it in his room.

"I will sing for you, Khushi. Then will you come back to me...?" his steps faltered as the alcohol played with his mind and soothed his heart. With his wavering legs he reached for the Guitar.

"I will sing, Sonu...please come back to me...I don't want to hurt you...But I know I can't stop myself from hurting you...You are right, Sonu...I am a Monster...I am singing, Sonu...come back, please..."

Taking the Guitar in his hand, he pulled a soft string and looked at her photo, amazed at her two beautiful hazels.

" Ye jo halka halka suroor hai,
Ye teri nazar ka kasoor hai,
Ke sharaab peena,
Sikha diya,
Ke sharaab peena,
Sikha diya"

"Ye jo halka halka suroor hai,
Ye teri nazar ka kasoor hai,
Ke sharaab peena,
Sikha diya,
Ke sharaab peena,
Sikha diya"

"Tere pyaar ne,
Teri chah ne,
Teri ...Behki behki nigaah ne
Mujhe... Ek sharabi bana diya,
Ke sharaab peena,
Sikha diya"

"Sharaab kaisi, khumaar kaisa,
Ye sab tumhari,
Navaazishen hain,
Pilaayi hai,
Kis nazar se tunne,
Ke mujhko apni,
Khabar nahi hai..!"

Tere pyaar ne,
Teri chah ne,
Teri ...Bahki bahki nigaah ne
Mujhe... Ek sharabi bana diya,
Ke sharaab peena,
Sikha diyaa..!

"Tera pyaar hai meri zindagi,
Tera pyaar hai meri zindagi,
Bas meri zindagi,
Tera pyaar, bas meri zindagi,
Tera pyaar"

"Mere baad kisko sataoge,
Mere baad kisko sataoge,
Mujhe kis tarah mitaoge,
Mujhko toh barbaad kiya hai,
Aur kise barbaad karoge,
Ro-ro ke fariyaad karoge,
Aur kise barbaad karoge"

"Teri yeh adda ye behrukhi,
Keh rahi hai humse ke aur pee,
Ke sharaab peena sikha diya
Mujhe... Ek sharabi bana diya"

Arnav slummed on the mattress, the Guitar fell beside him on the bed.

"Don't hate me, Sonu. Come back please...I need you...that man can live without you...but not me...come back, Sonu..."

Important Note--

Ok, first of all chavvi16...darling I loved your comment, you judged the character on how they are shown not what name they are given. I loved your comment.

And now I see many can't see Khushi with other man, so all I can say is dont read it now and when it will be "only" Arshi story I will inform you guys and give you a brief summary of the story so far. But I will request you all to read the flashbacks atleast.

And the ones who want me to change the name Rudra, I cant dears. I dont know if it happens with every writer on not, but I want strong grip on my character and name plays an important thing here. You see its all about the name, its Arshi stories, so Arshi fans are reading it otherwise they would have not. So please dont ask me to change Rudra's name.

And now, please..please trust me and go with the flow of the story, which many of you are doing and for that a big thanks to everyone.

And now there will be no update till 21st. After that I will try to update HJTE..happy HJTE readers?😆

Now please leave your comments as that, I really need here :)

And the song I have used here is here -- Link.

And luckily I found an Arshi vm on the same song. But the vm has nothing to do with the story...credit for the vm goes to the uploader :)

okay now dat mind blowing
possessive arnav huh?
i lik it bt anodr man in d stry is bugging me
i dnt mind d name at all
pata nahi wat arnav wud do
wrath possessiveness n passion mixed together make a good combo right?
n dats wat m sure v r gnna witness here

actually eager fr d past to unfold
hw did they evn breakup?

an awesome story

Loved d update

Awesome update..
So intense..
thAnks for the pm