AT THE GATE OF THE PG
As she got down, he swiftly went around the car and stood in front of her.
"So?"
"So?" She looked at him confused. What was he referring to?
"About my punishment?"
"Arnavji, I am in no mood for jokes. Please, chodiye uss baat ko."
She moved past him, but he held her by the elbow.
"Nahi chod sakta."
"Kyun?" She asked him exasperated.
"Kyunki..." Pursing his lips, he left the sentence unfinished.
Pausing a few seconds, he said again-
"Look, I need to rush Khushi. I have a flight to Stockholm tomorrow morning. So, I cant miss tonight's flight back to Delhi."
She continued to be silent.
"You might be hesitating... given the boss-subordinate relationship we share... let me take up this punishment myself. You will treat me as you deem fit for the next 2 months and 3 weeks and 1 day. Outside office premises, ofcourse. And I will bear them all."
"Ok? Deal?"
She stood looking at him stunned. What kind of a weird and childish solution was this?
"I will take it as a yes. Chalo, got to go now. Oh Man!! I am sure to miss this flight to Delhi." He looked at his watch and rushed back to his car.
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As he reversed his car and started to drive away, Khushi felt a bout of loneliness. She wished he could stay for few more minutes. She couldn't deny that she missed him. Not only these past three months, especially tonight. When things were messed up and grand opinions were shared. Bereft with fatigue and unease in the heart, she cupped her face in her palms and wept, standing at the gate of PG, in the middle of the night.
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Arnav felt the heaviness in his heart returning. It was as if his 'self' was anchored at a spot near Khushi. He looked at her through the mirror on his side. She was crying, covering her face with her palms. "Don't I deserve to know why you left me?" Her words came back to him. Of course she deserved to know. No, not deserved, she had the 'right' to know.
Without another thought, he stopped the car and ran back to her.
Khushi felt a palm on her shoulders. She jerked and looked up to see Arnav's disturbed face.
"Khushi, please, no more tears. Atleast not because of me." He wiped her tears with his handkerchief.
"After I saw you with NK... 'I' didn't leave 'you' Khushi. I thought 'you' left me. And, for reasons which seemed justified then, I distanced myself from you."
Fresh tears streamed from her eyes. Putting the handkerchief back in the pocket, he cupped her face and wiped the tears with his thumb.
He looked deep into her eyes, to get her to understand that he was speaking the truth.
"Khushi, maine tumhe nahi choda tha." He told her assertively. She had to know, that he was not someone who abandoned her. "Naahi ab chodke jaa raha hoon. Kyunki... kyunki... BAAT TUMHARI HAIN."
The realization on her face was enough for him to relax. She got it. Finally! That he hadn't meant to abandon her. That she did mean something to him.
"Khushi, I can't change the past. And I don't know what the future holds. But for now, I am right here."
His eyes pleaded her to get his point.
She wiped her tears and gave a faint smile.
How Arnav wished he could steal a few more minutes, just to make sure she was alright.
"Aap ko jaana chahiye. Der ho rahi hain." She said as if reading his mind.
He hung his head with a sigh and nodded. Making a firm decision to hurry to the airport, he turned towards his car and drove away.
NEXT CHAPTER : Naive minds mess up Naive hearts. And you never know when and where the lightning strikes.
A/n: I have posted this chapter with a lot of apprehension. Love is a very complex word to describe. You can complicate or simplify the word as per your priorities. And I am too small and amateur to give a definition to it. But like a lot of us here, I believe' I have 'felt' some of its facets. And no words can describe it than the word itself. "Love is love".
I hope I have not disappointed you in this chapter. Do share your thoughts. I am eager to know your point of view too. Especially this and some of the ensuing chapters.
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