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Originally posted by: MEsw

Danda chahiye to main dungi... Magar chappal se na mare mere diwane ko..😉

Originally posted by: MEsw

If the mysterious writer is Arnav...

I want to know how he is going to win his khushi back?

This part of the story should be fun...

Rutha mera yaar main manava,

Ishq ki kishti main apni par lagava..

Jo kahani mere dil ki, usko sunava,

Dil chir ke main apna dikhava.

Pyaar vich saare dard menu lag jave,

Jaan vich apni menu usko basava...

Ruthann mera yaar main manava...

Writer became a poet😉

Originally posted by: pixiegirl

I was just reading up some old chapters, when this particular excerpt popped out at me... Especially the lines below in bold even more so the ones in red...

Disclaimer: Please note, all this is said in jest, not to be taken very seriously, just something to discuss about until we get the update... But look, how the same words can take on a very different meaning under different situations. The time when these very words had been uttered for the first time, they held so much promise & trust & now, they seem to be taking on a whole different meaning... 😆

"Then, Khushi looked up at him through a sudden film of tears, "And where do we go from here? I'm scared, Arnav".

"Trust me, Khushi", he said, tucking an errant strand of hair behind her ear, his eyes deep and somber, "I will never rush you, cajole you to do something you don't want to, or steer our relationship towards a path, you don't want to tread until I'm officially single again. Our divorce won't be finalized until June of next year, but I'll be patient, I promise".

Seeing the obvious sincerity in his eyes, Khushi was unable to resist, slipping her arms around his neck and whispering, "I love you, Arnav", the guilty voice within her becoming feebler by the day. It was as if her mind was slowly accepting, rightly or wrongly, that Arnav was hers, only hers, had always been, and that their love was meant to be."

So, what I am thinking is that Arnav had promised Khushi to be patient only until his divorce was finalized, the moment he was single again, which he is now, 😉 he will rush her, (which he has begun in earnest) 😉, cajole her, steer their relationship towards a path she doesn't want to... 😆

You can't fault the man for not delivering on his promise, he waited very patiently until the divorce came through, now all bets are off... 😆

Tsk, tsk, Khushi, you should have been paying more attention... 😆 If she had been paying a little more attention, she wouldn't be complaining of Arnav rushing her now?? 😆

Also the portion in bold, particularly in red in the second para, explains why Khushi was so hurt with Arnav's revelation... Why she took his words so literally, even when a sane part of her mind was telling her that Arnav will not deliberately lie to her... There has to be some other explanation... 😉

Originally posted by: bkamber

Originally posted by: pixiegirl

@ Bold, But before that I want to know what he did in the past 4 months break Khushi's heart... 😭

Originally posted by: vks11

G Very Very Well Said👏 👏 👏.👍🏼. How can we blame our ASR./ ARNAV ??? As you rightly said he is just following up on his promise to her😉😆!!

Originally posted by: vks11

G Very Very Well Said👏 👏 👏.👍🏼. How can we blame our ASR./ ARNAV ??? As you rightly said he is just following up on his promise to her😉😆!!

Originally posted by: bkamber

😉
Not fair...I am all for Arnav keeping his promise and wanting her with him , but he doesn't have Smoking Sujata on his back everyday and a father on the verge of a heart attack...remember Navin's pain on his arm as he was chatting with Khushi...equal love for Khushi too...is there a gif with sad Khushi...😉

Originally posted by: pixiegirl

Kerrie @ bold, very true... Let's send them away on a healing vacation for sometime, where Navin can get operated upon & Sujata can cool her heals & her smoking mind in the waiting room, till they both come around. 😆

What are those health related vacations called?? Just slipping my mind...