ArShi OS | HELPLESS |

He took slow steps towards her but she didn't seem to acknowledge his presence which she usually does. Today was different... Different from all days. He sat beside her yet she was just gazing at the ceiling still unaware of his presence.

He slowly lifted his right hand and wiped off the tear stains from her cheeks bringing her back to the world. She looked at him startled as he wiped off the tears. But the tears just increased... Instead of stopping, they increased flowing out her eyes.

She wasn't moving... She wasn't speaking... She wasn't sharing her pain... This hurt Arnav but what can he even do? He was helpless. Though he didn't need words from Khushi to understand her, but still he can't beat her silence. What an irony!!! Arnav can't bear Khushi's silence but that is what he's bearing now. He's indeed helpless at this part. All his money... All his power... Everything is just a waste for him now.

He sat still there drifting into the flashback of why he came home before his usual time

Arnav was sitting on his cabin going through the files when he was interrupted by the shrill sound of the mobile indicating an incoming call. He picked up the phone seeing Anjali's name flashing on the screen.

"Chotte... Chotte.. Please come home now..." Arnav heard his sister's voice filled with urgency. He was scared to hear that voice

"What happened Di? Why are you crying? What's wrong? Are you OK? Is Khushi alright?" Arnav asked as he stormed out of his cabin still on the call.

"Chotte... Dadi...dadi... Khushiji... Chotte Dadi went to meet Khushiji in your room & then don't know what Dadi said but at last when I was passing from there, I just heard Dadi say to Khushiji that she... She had become a burden on you & you should leave her so that you can live happily. She even accused Khushiji of seducing Shyam... Chotte Khushiji is crying uncontrollably... She isn't listening to anyone... Pls come home soon... Pls..." Anjali cried even harder at the end.

Arnav who listened to his sister was now seething in pure anger & hatred for his Dadi... He had asked her to leave the house if she had any problem with Khushi but then she stayed...

Who the hell does she think herself to be? Who gave her the right to accuse Khushi & hurt her? Doesn't she know what Khushi has gone through?

"Damn it!!!" Arnav banged his hand in the steering wheel of his car as he ignited the engine bringing the car into life & zooming of to home where his Khushi lay heart-broken.

Here he is now... Sitting beside his wife knowing nothing of what should he do to make her believe that she wasn't a burden on him.

"Khushi!!!" Arnav said huskily as Khushi looked up at him with tears still brimming in her eyes. That pained Arnav... He felt being stabbed hard by his love. He nodded a no asking her not to shed tears.

"Khushi please don't take Dadi's word seriously... You know she always spoke without giving a thought over the matter... Please don't cry Khushi... You know na how much I feel hurt when I see you in tears? That hurts really bad Khushi. I can't stand your tears. Pls don't cry... Trust me Khushi... You aren't a burden on me... I love you.. You can never be a burden on me..." Arnav spoke with his palms cupping her cheeks & his eyes covered with a sheet of lachrymal water.

Khushi blinked away her tears still remaining silent. Arnav wanted to hear her beautiful voice but he was helpless... For the first time he was helpless. He knew she was going through pure hell... Even worst than hell...

Why did she have to be so silent?

Arnav just kept staring at her as she did the same in return. Arnav climbed to his side of bed & started stroking her hair lightly as if cooing a small baby to sleep. She was his baby... Isn't it??? Of course they both were each other's baby.

After a few minutes, Khushi closed her eyes taking in the loving care of her husband. Slowly, she drifted to the nightmare she had been living with now since 3 months.

Arnav & Khushi had been married since 4 months. That had a love marriage. But when Khushi had entered their lives, everyone except one person was happy. His jijaji... Shyam... That slime... His jijaji had started lusting over his wife. Khushi tried to tell him many a times but he wasn't that good at taking hints.

Khushi always felt uncomfortable when Shyam was present but none noticed not even Arnav. Then one day as usual, finding Khushi alone in the house, had cornered her while she had tried to go away from him as soon as possible.

Shyam showed his lustfulness for her as his love for her while Khushi had slapped him. This has angered him.

Arnav who saw Khushi's closed eyes thought that she was asleep & so he went to the window. Leaning on the wall, his gaze drifted from his innocent, broken wife to the sky filled with stars and scattered clouds. He inhaled deeply as he drifted to his beautiful past argh his wife not wanting any bad memories to come and harm the best and beautiful ones.. But Khushi... She was still living that nightmare. She was still stuck on that fateful day.

Khushi's slap had angered Shyam so much that he lost control over himself & had started dragging Khushi up to his room. Khushi tried freeing herself from his hold but he was way too stronger than her. His grip had left marks on her milky white skin. Knowing well no one is coming back till evening, he didn't care to close the door.

Khushi tried running from there but Shyam pulled her to him and enclosed her between his arms and the wall with his ugly breath fanning on her making her feel disgusting.

She pushed him harder this time making him stubble back a bit. Taking it a chance, she ran towards the door but Shyam pulled her back by hair gaining a painful yelp from her. He pushed her to bed & in not even a second he was hovering over her completely blocking her. Khushi felt disgust for herself & on him.

She wriggled under his hold trying to push him. But nothing seemed to support her. She prayed to her Devi Maiyaan but she too was helpless maybe... Her mind blocked, her body went numb when she felt Shyam's lips on her neck. She shuddered. She los thought she lost... But how can she?

No she can't lose... She can't lose not until her Arnav is with her.

She tried harder to get out of his hold. Shyam irritated of constant trouble slapped her hard on her cheeks leaving the red marks on his fingers on her face. Her breath became uneven, uneasy... She felt chocked. She cried... She yelled... She fought... She pleaded but there was no one who can listen to get pleas. She knew if she wanted to live then she had to fight for herself as Arnav too wasn't there. Even if Arnav knew that she was in trouble he would be late in helping her. He has gone to Mumbai for a business deal while they were here... In Delhi.

She tried harder evrytime bit each time it ended with a slap on her face or being pulled harshly by her hair. Her tears were no more present on her face. They dried. She had lost hope not then when she felt her one hand being a little lose, she searched for something she can help herself with.

She found nothing but then a vase on the site table of the bed was what she found. She took hold of it still wriggling under Shyam trying to stop him from his cheap act but when nothing worked, she without a second thought, banged the vase on his head making him cry in pain. Seeing him crying in pain, she pushed him hard on the floor and ran out of the room.

But today Shyam was in his full beast form. Even with that pain, he stood up & followed her. She had just reached the steps when she saw Shyam coming behind her with predatory steps. She knew she had to act fast but here mind was numb. Nothing came tu her mind & she just started descending the stairs when she felt him pull her. But losing the balance, she had fallen down from the railing supporting the stairs. She fell down from it and had fallen on the floor so hard that her head hit on tea-table & blood started gushing out of her wound.

She knew she was losing sense. She felt everything becoming blur around her. Everything rotating. She didn't have energy to stand up. Nothing mattered her any more. She wanted to stay away from Shyam & his touch. She wanted to save her dignity. But she knew now she was indeed helpless.

But can the devil ever win over good??? No, right???

That's what happened. Shyam was nearing her with murderous gaze when suddenly Shyam fell down on the floor with eyes closed. Before losing her sense, she just saw a blur figure of a lady trying to key her awake. She, by the voice, knew it was hey loving sister-in-law Anjali. There she closed her eyes.

She remembers everything then... She had woken up from her unconscious state after 3 days which were hell for the family but a pure torturing hell for Arnav. He hadn't moved from his place fearing he might lose her this time.

Even after waking up for 3 long days, no one was happy not even she... Arnav was a bit happy for having her back... But Khushi lost everything... Doctors announced that bcoz of mental pressure & a hard hit on her head she was paralyzed. She was just able to move her eyes. They were the only thing that kept the fire of faith in Arnav lit up that one day his Khushi would be back to him all hale & hearty. He has blamed himself for her state. Only if he would have understood her unsaid words, she would have been alright by now.

It had been 3 months she is lying on their bed just moving her eyelids & conveying her message to Arnav. She can feel, hear & see everything but she was too helpless to convey herself.

She opened her eyes that were blood shot red & looked around to find Arnav near the window gazing at the stars. She knew he was hurt. He can't see her like this but she too was helpless...

Why do people have to be helpless? Why can't they help their loved ones when needed?

Shyam was out of their lives but he had left such an imprint of his deeds that no member of Shantivan would ever be able to forget them. All wanted him to lose. According to them, he lost... He didn't succeed in getting Khushi... But don't you all think that he won? He is still alive on everyone's mind. He has created a fear of himself in Khushi's heart. A fear which she might never be able to fight against.

Khushi closed her eyes wishing not to see the nightmare again. She's tired of it... She, soon, felt a hand around her waist holding her securely in his arms. She so wished to turn around & hug him to his heart. But she was HELPLESS...

Disclaimer:- The characters Arnav, Khushi, Shyam & Anjali used in this story doesn't belong to me. They are the creations of FOUR LION PRODUCTIONS. but the story plot belongs wholly & solely to me (i.e. Guddi aka Shreya) Anyone found copying my work would be punished. This story is of a sensitive genre but it holds no grudges against any of the characters of Iss Pyaar Ko Kya Naam Doon? I'm sorry if I hurt anyone's feelings.