Arshi SS-Sentiments|Thread 2 link Pg 1| - Page 21

Chapter 6

Her eyes fluttered-open as bright rays of sunlight hit her face. She had slept on the couch itself, again wetting her pillow with her incessant tears. When will this end? - May be just Arnav knew the answer.

It was a Sunday, so luckily she got a day off from her work. But being alone in a city like Delhi, she didn't really had anything to think of to spend her free-day.

Khushi brushed her teeth and splashed some cold water on her face, before going into the kitchen to cook something. She wished Piya to be with her. She got reminded of the days when they both used to live in Lucknow in the same room under the same landlord. Piya would cook and Khushi would settle herself on the shelf and enjoy. Khushi got to smile because of her.. her best friend.. Piyu. She has shared everything with Piya. From her past to her predictions for the future. EVERYTHING.

After having a quick toast for the breakfast, Khushi went back to her room to arrange her clothes in the cupboard. She had been so busy during this week after arriving in Delhi that she hardly got any time to arrange her things in her new house. As she unpacked the last bag, and probably the most special one, she again got vivid memories back to her mind.

Her gudiya.. his gaadi.. her frock.. his shorts.. her kangi.. his comb.. her tears.. his caresses.. their laughters.. their innocence.. their life.. just till that fateful day.. everything was there in her bag - all safe.

Every article had a story behind it. Every moment of their life had a story. Just till that fateful day. When both of them were separated by destiny's game-play. And Arnav became so unfeeling towards her.

Tears flushed her face yet again. The hatred which has built up in all these years obviously needed time to subside.

*

Arnav placed the plant-trimmer on the pool-side table and again watered his plants. This was something he loved to do in his free time. Remaining close to the plants made him feel close to his parents. He felt peaceful.

His mother used to love tendering plants, so does he.

He wished his mother was with him.

He left the poolside and went into the washroom to change.

Khushi's coming back into his life has turned tables. Like ghav par namak pains, the same was Khushi's effect on him. He has suffered so much because of her. Yes it was true that they shared a beautiful friendship years ago, but nothing was left now. Not even a single strand attached them to each other.

*

Khushi screamed hard as she opened the door after hearing the doorbell, and gasped as she saw her Piyu standing in front of her.

"Khushi main aa gayi!" the other girl also screamed and came crashing to hug Khushi in a bone-crushing hug.

"OMG Piyu? Tune mujhe bataya kyu nahi that you are coming to Delhi? I would have came to pick you up baby.."

"Offo Khushi! Tu kitni boring hai! I wouldn't have got this kind of a scream if the suspense had been disclosed" and Piya winked before entering inside the house with her luggage.

"I'm hungry. Kuch khaane ko hai?" Piyu asked looking back at Khushi who closed the door behind her.

"Haan hai na. You wash your hands and I'll get something quickly" Khushi replied and went into the kitchen.

*

The two friends sat back and munched on some chanas whilst chatting the duniya-jahaan-ki-baatein. Khushi told her everything that happened with her after she landed in Delhi. Every single second she spent with Arnav. About Arnav's dadi.. About Gautam.. About her new friends at AR. Everything.

In fact, the two girls had so much to share that if they sat on the same spot for the whole night continuously speaking na, then also they would have something left! Such was their friendship maybe.

Khushi got up first to clean up her bed before they both would sleep on it. Meanwhile Piya decided to have a bath to freshen herself.

*

"Why are you late Ms. Gupta?" Arnav rudely asked her the next morning, tapping on his watch with a blank look on his face.

"Sorry Sir" Khushi's head bowed down in embarrassment. Just a minute late and the devil is about to engulf you.

"Now go and check Aman for the pending order. Mrs. Khanna will be visiting us this afternoon; make sure you get everything ready by then" his carelessly ordered her.

"Yes Sir"

"Will you be able to give the presentation to the firm?"

"Presentation?"

"Yes your designs will be shown by a PPT presentation. Don't you know this?" he eyed her incredulously.

Khushi shook her head in horror and stammered, "I thought we'll be showing the original designs..."

"Don't tell me Ms. Gupta. You don't even know that the original designs are never shown to anyone. Its purely confidential."

"Sorry sir I didn't knew that"

"Okay so now you know it?"

Khushi nodded her head in approval and went out of his cabin, murmuring while chewing her nail, 'Aisa bhi hota hai kya..?'

'Tumhara kuch nahi ho sakta Khushi' he thought and pressed his lips to hide the faint smile.

*

The presentation went smoothly. Khushi was nervous at times, but a sight of Arnav's face gave her moral support. Mrs. Khanna had finalised the deal with AR and Arnav was contented with the effort made by his employees, of course without giving much attention to Khushi's work.

At least he was happy.

Aur kya chahiye hume!

Khushi tried to ask Aman if she can leave for her home soon this evening. She could spent some time with her friend while hanging out with her. Aman approved her wish, making her happily chirp out of AR, requesting Aman to handle if Arnav asks for her.

He was such a brotherly figure for her!

*

She laughed out hard as Piyu mimicked her boyfriend's actions with whom she recently had a breakup. She was just so fun. A tear can't drop out of her eye as long as her best friend was with her. Now living in Delhi would be certainly tolerable.

They had been shopping since an hour or so, hence feeling the need of something to eat.

While sitting opposite to each other in a cafe, Piyu caught hold of Khushi's phone, inspecting it for finding some secret.

"I don't hide anything from you yaar. Give my phone back" Khushi spoke to her, extending her hand to get her phone back.

"Khushi you have a new mail"

"What is it? Show me Piyu"

"Wait. I'll read it for you" Piyu told her and smiled sheepishly, "Its from Arnav -- he says I love you Khushi"

"What?" her eyes widened.

"Kidding babes. Chill. Its some formal invitation.. You yourself read it" Piyu handed her the phone back and rubbed her palms against each other.

Khushi went through the mail which invited her to a party organised by AR for celebrating their success in a recent fashion show.

The very next minute she got a mail from Aman congratulating her about her hard work which proved her in front of whole AR, or rather say, in front of Arnav. He wouldn't have been right taking decision by his heart of rusticating her.

She smiled a teary smile looking at the phone screen.

"Khushi kya hua?"

Khushi sniffed and wiped her tears off with her knuckle, whispering, "Kuch nahi Piyu"

"Are you crying?"

Khushi shook her head in denial, and looked down. Closing her eyes, she thanked her Devi Maiyya for letting some thing good happen to her.. for showing her a beam of sunlight indicating the bright sunshine, after the harsh storm.

Piyu again asked her if she was alright, but getting the same response again, she felt that it would be better if she was given some time.

*

"Main acchi toh lag rahi hu na?" Khushi asked looking at her reflection in the mirror, looking highly confused. She was clad in a plain green sari, pinned up nicely on her shoulder.

"Of course baby. Arnav will be flat on you today" Piyu said and winked at her teasingly.

"Shut up" she glared at her, "I was saying that you should also come. I'll get bored there alone"

"Its your office-party Khush. I'll get bored there"

"I understand. But.."

"Now you stop. Leave now"

"Ok ok. Take care.."

"You too"

*

The party was quiet - just as official parties are. The parties which Khushi was used to, didn't had any similarity with the one she was attending right now. Formal people, formal talks, formal drinks, formal everything! Not even a slight of desi-pana.

Khushi hid a yawn, looking at her watch for nth time. Even Gautam was not there to entertain her. He had some personal work to complete, hence was absent.

Just a few minutes later, a person from the party came up to the stage and announced the on-start of dance. A random couple invited as guest, started to do slow dance, instigating the urge in some others to join.

A person from AR, who was not much in Khushi's talks, came up to her to ask her for dance. Being bored to heights, she acknowledged him and gave in to his insistence. She saw Arnav from the corner of her eye, and found him staring at her with a grim-yet-weird look.

*

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