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Posted: 9 years ago

#321

Waiting for the update dear

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Yagya

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Posted: 9 years ago

#322

Originally posted by: amadea
feel so bad for arnav also for khushi
arnav aonly forced her for mariage because he loves her

He not just forced her but almost forced himself on her. Not once but twice.

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/126223158

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/128334939

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Yagya

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Posted: 9 years ago

#323

Originally posted by: Linsie
he did made a mistake...

his obsession and possessiveness

he suffer to...

she thinks of him a nightmare...but he did not force himself

on her... or take advantage of her...

is there something happen i miss

Please check these parts. He also forced himself on her.

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/126223158

https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/128334939

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Yagya

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Posted: 9 years ago

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Part 17

Dr.Maya Chaturvedi was more than shocked when she came to face the fact that Arnav Singh Raizada had demanded to be treated only by her and not just demanded, he had almost threatened to get his way.

"But I have an appointment with Neerja. If I reschedule it, it would cause inconvenience to others who have booked an appointment," she protested, looking for a way out.

"Ma'am, Mr. Raizada had told he was ready to wait. Moreover, I had been regularly checking up on him. He is just fine. Fit to be discharged actually. You could go to your session, and I would inform him. I am sure he wouldn't have a problem," said the nurse, as Khushi sighed in disappointment. Her plan had failed.

"Fine, I will go to him after the session. I will try to make it fast too," she said, walking through the door into the lobby after the nurse nodded understandingly at her.

"How could he think he could have his way after 8 long years? And forcing me to attend him like that. He just proved that he would never change," she thought in an irritated manner as she walked into the elevator and pressed the button to reach her desired floor.

Glaring at the closed doors for a second to vent her anger, Khushi felt the storms come back to her. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around her forearms. The sound of the elevator indicating that they had reached the desired floor made her open her eyes, take a deep breath and walk into the cabin right opposite to the elevator, knowing that she was the first patient Neerja was going to attend for the day and she wouldn't mind it.

"Good morning, Khushi. How do you feel today?" said Dr.Neerja Basu from her seat as Khushi walked in.

"I am asking myself the same thing, Neerja. He is back. And so are the flashes. He is in depression due to guilt and I don't know to feel about it. A part of me says he deserves it for playing with lives of many. A part of me feels pity for him and a part of me just wants to stay angry with him. And there is this other part which is in deep pain, seeing him and reliving memories. I just don't know what to do," she burst, letting the brine slide down her cheeks.

"I believe a long session is on its way. Take your seat," Neerja said, eyeing Khushi shivering form with worry.

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After an hour,

Khushi walked out just as she walked in. For anyone observing her, she would appear completed nonchalant and composed but for someone understanding her, she would appear as the earth devastated by a storm which passed. The session, not unusually, was stressful for her and it tested years of her training.

She recalled that she had to attend to her patient, the reason of her anguish and wondered if she could hold herself together throughout the meeting. Neerja had told her to let it out, because it was high time she vented her anger on the person responsible for it.

Khushi walks into the room assigned to Arnav after taking in a deep breath. Arnav, who was reading the newspaper, looks up at her and immediately jumps to his feet.

"Good morning!" he said smiling, unable to hold his smile.

"Mr.Raizada, would you need a code of conduct lesson? Demanding for a doctor when already one is assigned is not done," she said firmly.

Arnav's expressions harden listening to her words. "I wanted to talk to you and you wouldn't if I asked you the straight way. So I had to go the crooked way," he explained.

" Fine, what do you want to talk?" she questioned, much to his surprise.

"Are you happy in your marriage with Shyam? Why did you even marry him? You were married to me, hell, you still are," he said, his voice rising by an octave.

"My personal life with my husband is none of your business, Mr.Raizada. However, yes, we are very happy and are enjoying nuptial bliss. And mind your words. I was never married to you. Neither was our marriage ever registered nor was it by my complete consent. Either ways, it holds no importance," she retorted, in equally firm tone.

Khushi's words brought back the passion which had left his life along with her. Eight years of his life were spent without colors and without feelings. Just plain white, his life was. But Khushi's argument of never being his wife had brought back the intensity which she had once ignited herself.

Arnav took a step towards her and said," Don't you dare deny the truth, Khushi.I refuse to believe that you are married to Shyam. You are acting. You are still my wife. Still mine. Only Mine."

"I was never yours to begin with, Mr.Raizada. You had forced me to be yours. But hearts need to unite and hands need to be won with love, not bound and forced by obsession. You wrecked havoc in my life. You used my weakness against me. And I am not an object to belong to you. I belong to myself and the right of addressing me as 'wife' belongs to Shyam Chaturvedi only," she argued, gulping her nervousness away as he inched closer to her.

" You could have punished me or did whatever you wanted. But you went and married someone else? How could you? Was it so easy to forget the seven vows you took with me? Was it so easy to forget all the moments we spent together?" he questioned, eyes glistening with tears.

Khushi was shaking from within, hearing Arnav's words. She tried to hold herself but she never she would not last too long. But her experience as a therapist was refusing her the control she needed.

"Yes. How could you expect me to remember and live with one of the worst memories of my life, Mr.Raizada?" she cross-questioned furiously.

Arnav banged his palms against the wall, beside her head, shaking Khushi totally. Tears finally flowed down her eyes, melting Arnav's anger along with her facade.

"Was it so easy it forget my passion for you? Was it so easy to forget my love for you?" he whispered painfully, leaning close to her.

"You never loved me. You were obsessed for me," she muttered, looking away from him.

"Let me show you my love then," he said, pressing his lips on her exposed neck. The mere touch of his lips on her skin raged fire on her senses and took her back in the time.

"NAHI! NAHI! Leave me!" she screamed, her eyes in a deep daze, much to Arnav's surprise.

" Khushi...KHUSHI! What's wrong with you?" Arnav pulled her towards him and patted her cheeks to make her more conscious of herself when Khushi frantically started pushing him away from her.

" Don't touch me! Leave me! Please leave me, Sir!" she begged while Arnav felt his world stopping as she addressed him as 'Sir'. He had read enough about panic attacks and flashes to know that she was pulled back into the past, into one of the worst mistakes he ever committed in life and one of the darkest memories of her life.

" Khushi, calm down! I will not touch you...Khu...Dr.Chaturvedi, please calm down," he pleaded while gently making her get seated on patient's bed but she continued her struggle of fighting him recklessly and subconsciously.

"What happened?" asked Neerja, as she walked in with concerned expressions which soon got transformed into that of shock.

"Who are you?" questioned Arnav, confusedly.

"I am Dr.Neerja Basu. Dr.Chaturvedi's therapist from whom she is taking counseling from the past eight years," she answered, eyeing Arnav with an emotion which could be closely associated with that of anger.

It was Arnav's turn to be shocked. Khushi was taking counseling? His own guilt was fueled as he received in the shock and collapsed to his knees.

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Edited by .MereRangMein. - 9 years ago