OS - Promises - Added note after Mon episode

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Hey guys i had posted this OS almost 1 mth back bt how Shyam ll try 2 apply gulal on kushi & arnav witnesses it & Kushi's anger. Something on these lines is happening on the show as well. not sure wat ll happen on tuesday but hope arnav wakes up 😃

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initially i started this as an OS but aft posting it realized it w'd ve been better as an SS. Too late & hence started a new SS. Do chk it out!

SS - Mrs & Mr ASR

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Just stay out of my way & out of my sight u little piece of trash. His words reverberated harshly in her ears & she tried hard to stop the tears from flowing. Since that cataclysmic day of Payal's wedding things had gone steadily downhill for her. She was living a nightmare which showed no signs of ending. A day which had started like a dream with Arnav looking lovingly at her, serving the guests, finding her bindi, that of stolen glances & loving smile had ended with him glaring at her, demonic rage blazing in his eyes flinging baseless accusations at her, not ready to listen to any of her pleas of innocence. Since then it had been hell. The days were slightly better. In his absence she cooked, took care of everyone in the family & even tended to his plants though she dint dare let him know about that last activity lest he explode & destroy all his beloved plants. He had once shred his pull-over in rage simply because he had caught her hugging it to herself closely all the while caressing it. She dint dare tell him that it was a simple act of seeking comfort. Marriage to Arnav hadn't deterred the creep Shyam who persisted with his lowly act of lusting after her. He kept cornering her when she was alone & had tried to touch her, hug her. All the time she had fought back slapping him, pushing him, once even kicking him but he remained undaunted. After one such encounter she had fled to her room, his room which like its owner always comforted her with its reassuring presence. She rushed to his wardrobe & rummaged through it till she found the pull over she was searching frantically. It was the one he had been wearing when they had fallen together on the rangoli. She even remembered Mami's taunt about it not being Holi. She had held it closely to herself taking in his smell & that is when he had walked in & exploded in fury. Since then she was extra careful when he was around.

Holi. She sighed sadly. The entire mansion was decked up for Holi. There was a time when it was her favourite festival. It reflected her character. A festival full of laughter, mischief, colours, cheerfulness & optimism. All these emotions however had been cruelly wiped out of her life by one swift stroke of fate. Nani had specifically told her to dress up for the occasion & mechanically she went about getting ready. Finally when she looked at the mirror all she could see was a broken woman, face made ugly by fear & agony. She realized with a start that unconsciously she had selected his favourite colour. She felt a lump in her throat & hurried out of the room before he came & hurt her again with his words.

He entered the room cautiously & expelled a breath of relief. She was not there. The past few weeks had been torturous, a living hell, a nightmare for him. Everytime he came to his room, saw her angelic face, that satin skin of hers which had acquired a pale hue lately, those delicate features & that silky tresses he went mad. It took every bit of his strength to stop himself from pouncing on her & devouring her. How did she manage to be so lovely. She was indeed the Lucifer, angelic face with a black heart. He hated the pretence, the facade of honesty that she tried to maintain. Everytime he hurt her to protect her from himself. GOD knows what he would do to her in the solitude of his room in the darkness of night.

Was she innocent after all? He had dared ask himself this question many times but he had brutally crushed those doubts by recollecting their hug on the day he had planned to bare his soul before her & confess his love. He clenched his fists. How could she do it. That gory image scorched him, tormented him all night not letting him even sleep in peace. Her actions confused him. She acted scared & disgusted in Shyam's presence. Then why the hell did she get engaged to him, hug him & tell him to leave his wife for her. These questions tormented him every living second. Despite all this he still couldn't bring himself to hate her completely. Her tears still affected him, her face still mesmerized him, her mere presence aroused him. He hated her for affecting him thus. He had once caught her hugging his pull-over. He was stunned when he recognised the one she was holding. He remembered her falling on him, him hugging her, caressing her. Something inside him had snapped when he realized it was the same hands which had touched & hugged Shyam. He felt revolted & had exploded. Later he had regretted his outburst but as usual it was too late. She no longer remained in the same room as him & this only added to his agony. She was his addiction, his obsession. How could he live without her presence?

He drifted towards her cupboard. He randomly snatched her dress out & laid his head on it, rubbing his cheeks on the soft fabric, taking her smell in. Something heavy fell out from the cupboard. He stooped & saw that it was a book in hindi .

He opened it curiously & flipped the pages randomly. It took several pages before the shocking realization stuck him in waves. The book was about gardening. Why the hell did she need a book on plants & gardens.

OMG. The book slipped out of his hand. Random scenes played in his mind. How he had been surprised that his garden was doing well even though he had been neglecting it lately. He had not had the heart. He had simply ignored it thinking probably Di had asked Hari Prakash to tend to his garden. Now he realized who had been taking care of his plants lovingly in his absence. He closed his eyes & tears rolled unrestrained. Why did she do it. Did she really care for him. He was totally confused now. He remembered all those times when she had acted weird around him. Could it be that even she had harboured feelings for him. Had he misunderstood the whole hug fiasco. Maybe he should have at least let her explain. He heard his Di call out for him & he rolled his eyes. He hated festivals especially Holi where people acted crazy.

He came down to the hall & tried to stay on the periphery away from the battle zone. His eyes as usual searched her but he was disappointed to find her missing. He saw another pair of lust-filled eyes searching the room & he realized that he was searching for her as well. Corrosive hate coursed through his body. He wanted to murder the sleaze ball. His eyes narrowed when he saw him darting out of the room. He followed him his tension mounting with every passing second.

All the noise & laughter had grated on her nerves. She caught him staring at her making her want to puke. She had mumbled an excuse to Anjali & rushed to the kitchen. She had calmed down slightly & turned only to find the lecherous fiend leaning on the counter staring at her unashamedly. She tried to duck away but he was too fast. He held her in his vice-like grip.

Let me go she yelled. How dare you touch me. Dont you remember the slap last time.

He held his cheeks & said. Of course Kushiji how can i forget your fingers caressing my face. So what if it was a slap. You still touched me.

Kushi was repulsed. How many times do i have to tell you. Leave me alone. I belong to Arnavji.

Oh but sadly sale saab seems to hate you. What a pity.

I DONT CARE. I have always loved Arnavji & will love him till the end.

Her words pierced his heart which bled slowly. It left him shattered. How had he doubted her. How could he hurt her, cause her so much pain. He wanted to kill himself.

Shyam's laugh brought him back to his senses.

I DONT CARE EITHER KUSHIJI. I will always love you.

He came even closer. She noticed the colours in his hand only then.

"HAPPY HOLI KUSHIJI" He whispered & before she could react he smeared her cheeks & bare arms with colour & rushed out before she hit him.

Arnav saw her looking at her arms as if in trance. Then she let out a gut-wrenching scream. He saw her rush towards the sink.

She was splashing water manically on her face & hands. Then she grabbed a towel & started rubbing her arms & cheeks roughly. The colour just wouldn't go. She was now crying hysterically. She was rubbing her skin so roughly that at some places it had become red & sore. She was actually bleeding.

She sunk on the floor & started sobbing when strong hands grabbed her. She turned & stared into those enigmatic brown eyes.

Sssh he said placing his finger lightly on her lips. He gently wiped her tears.

She saw him go towards the shelves. He was actually pouring besan into a bowl. He added some cold milk to it came & sat near her. Then slowly with heartbreaking tenderness he started rubbing her arms & face. She closed her eyes & leaned on the counter behind her.

How did he manage to affect her even when she was in trauma she wondered. His fingers were creating havoc with her senses, driving her crazy. His gentleness made her want to break down again.

She opened her eyes to find him staring into her eyes. He tucked the lock of hair which had strayed on to her face gently behind her ears, leaned & whispered in her ears. I AM SORRY.

He then placed a feather light kiss on her bare neck, shoulder & then finally her lips. I will make up to you Kushi for all the hurt that i gave you. Even if it takes a whole life time for me to make you forgive me. I will not stop trying. Its a promise. You have the word of Arnav Singh Raizada.

They broke apart when they heard people coming towards the kitchen. She saw him disappear among the crowd but not before giving a loving smile to her. A smile she was too dazed to even return.

but loved this oS!! i hopearna realizes his mistake soon!!

awesome os !

was a bit said frst but the ending brought a huge grin on my face

thanx for the pm.