Arnav says with disbelief in voice and a pointed gaze, "Khushi, you ran a DNA test on me and Aarav?" Khushi reaches for Arnav, no regret in her eyes... he shakes her hand of him with anger and disgust. Surprised, Khushi looks him into the eye. Arnav's face fills with mounting anger, hurt... he clenches his teeth and asks her, his voice still under control, "What the hell is this, Khushi? Why did you run a DNA test on Aarav and me?" Khushi takes it very casually, "Ah.. it's just like that..." Raged, upset Arnav demands, "What the hell do you mean by just like that?" Khushi is completely unaffected by his anger or his being upset, she keeps talking casually, "Just like that means, just like that... I.." "Are you out of your mind?" Arnav yells, "You think Aarav is my son?" Hurt is evident in Arnav's eyes as he looks deep into Khushi's eyes... Khushi remains unaffected by Arnav's pain and anguish... though her voice mellows down a bit, mostly because if his rage and not because she realizes that she has hurt him, insulted him... "No.. I .. me.." stutters Khushi. "Don't you trust me, Khushi?" Arnav's voice becomes emotional, heavy, "You think that I am lying?" Khushi looks at him, shakes her head slightly, "Then what is this?" Arnav asks... he looks away for jiffy.... Frustrated at the mistrust Khushi has shown in him, he takes Khushi's hand and places the envelope in it, "Okay, go ahead! Open it! Open!" He clenches his teeth as he says to her, "And get this out of your mind forever that I have any relation with Aarav!"
Arnav's words do not affect Khushi as much as having the envelope back in her hand affects her.. her heart starts pounding as she looks at the envelope
... She briefly looks at Arnav.. his rage filled eyes stay on her
... With a scared heart, Khushi goes to open the envelope
... Sheetal peeks in from the door
... Arnav and Khushi unaware of her presence
... Sheetal shakes her head to the effect that Khushi rather not open the envelope. She gets extremely worrie
d, grabs onto the curtain as Khushi goes to tear the envelope open. Khushi waits for a moment
... then she tears the envelope into pieces without opening it
... Sheetal heaves a sigh of relief
... Arnav's gaze stays over Khushi.. still filled with rage
.... It seems more like Khushi tears the envelope because of Arnav's anger and not because she really trusts Arnav
... her face does not have the remorse.. her face does not have real apology even when she puts the pieces back in Arnav's hand and looks at him with moist eyes
... it seems more like she is sad that the opportunity has skipped her.. though she says to Arnav, "Please, forgive me, Arnav ji! I made a mistake
... I promise you that now I won't even think about this."
Khushi, your apologies have remained words only.. you don't seem apologetic at all... Outraged Arnav pulls his hand out of her grip and says in a firm voice, "Let me tell you this for the final and last time, Khushi! Sheetal and I were just dating.. nothing happened between us more than
..." Khushi makes a poor face and says, 'I trust you.. that's why.." she shows him the shreds of the envelope in her hand.. .
but her voice is devoid of any trust... Arnav probably feels that... he gives her a sharp look and leaves the room.
Khushi talks to herself, "Arnav ji got upset... now what should I do?" Sheetal heaves a sigh of relief. Okay, I am controlling myself .. it's getting hard.. but I am.. the way she says it means as if Arnav got upset because of some small silly thing when it's their marriage at stake... For God's sake. Khushi, you just ruined your marriage... you showed mistrust in such an area that will never go down well between any husband and wife.. I am frankly surprised that Arnav let it go so easily... Any other husband will be so outraged that the wife would have spend many days cajoling him.. convincing him... If Khushi were on the receiving end here.. we all would be so upset with Arnav for insulting her with such an accusation and not trusting her.
As Khushi comes down the stairs she talks to herself, "Hey, Devi Maiyya, what should I do now? Arnav ji would not be upset with me had I not run the DNA test." Khushi looks at Aarav in the area next to the landing.. his back towards her as he works on his painting. Khushi says to herself, "This poor child is not at fault... he may not be upset with me but I should something for him..".. She calls for Aarav, "Aarav, let's go out.. you and I?" Aarav does not respond.. neither does he pay any attention to her. Khushi wonders, "What has happened to him?" Oh, Khushi! Don't you know that he does not like you any way? Khushi walks over to Aarav and without paying any attention to what he is doing, she puts her hands oh his shoulder and shakes him, "Aarav..." This makes Aarav lose control on his hand and the brush smears color across his almost finished painting... ruining it. Aarav mutters under his breath as Khushi looks at the painting wide eyed and her jaw drops open, "What the..." He jumps to his feet and asks Khushi in a stern voice, "Look, what have you done!" Khushi just looks at him as he says, "This was for my school test.. and now you have spoiled it! If someone does not answer to you.. then it means that they are busy... Now, please, leave me alone.. Please, let me be!" he runs up the stairs. Khushi looks in the direction Aarav left and wonders, "What have done that he got so angry?" Really, Khushi? Do you understand what studies mean? You seem more bothered by Aarav's reaction than Arnav's!
Khushi turns to leave when her eyes catch the picture Aarav was just working on. Khushi walks up to the sofa and table, picks up the picture book and looks at it
... reads from there, "Aarav.. with his Mumma. Only, mother.." Khushi says to herself, "Looks like he was trying to put his feelings on the paper.." She looks through his picture book.. one of the pages has Aarav, his Mom but an empty space for Dad. Khushi says to herself, "It is very obvious from these pictures that Aarav misses his father! Wish I knew what's the name of your father!"
Pulling my hair... Khushi is more bothered by what Aarav feels like.. when his mother is around... and their personal life is none of Khushi's business! If comes to know the name of his father, will she be on a mission to unite them? Are we here to talk about Aarav's life story?
Khushi puts the picture book down on the table and goes up to Aarav's room. No one is in the room. "Aarav!" she looks around. Then she knocks on the door of the bathroom, "What is it?" asks Aarav in a bothered tone. "Arnav, forgive me!" Khushi says. "It's okay!" Aarav from inside. Khushi does not stop, keeps pushing, "Really! I am very ashamed of my mistake." "It's okay.. really.. now, please, stop disturbing me!" he yells. Khushi still continues, "Okay.. I am leaving... but if you are angry with me then, fight with me.. . just don't be upset... instead of suppressing it inside.. it will be better if you take it all out!" "Okay!" Arnav says from inside. Khushi still continues, "Look.. that.." then she starts saying to herself, "Shut up, Khushi Kumari Gupta Sing Raizada... to make two people upset in one day is not a matter of pride!"
Okay, I lost it here! This brainless Khushi,, making a mockery of herself...
I stopped watching the very first time itself.. I could not take it.. but then I forced myself... more in my special note.
"No,.. No.. No! I won't let that happen
... Called Khushi
... happiness
... and made two people upset in the same day!. .No!"
What was that? Comedy or compassion? I just did not understand... did not fit under either.. As Khushi walks by the table when leaving the room, her eye catches the diary left open on the table. "Dear Diary'" Khushi reads it.. "Looks like it is Seetal ji's beloved diary." She looks at it again, curls her lower lip, and thinks of reaching for it when she stops and says to herself, "No, No, Khushi! You cannot read it! She walks a few steps forward but her greedy minds stays stuck on the diary.. she says to herself, "But.. I feel like reading
... what should I do?" She throws another glance at the diary
... She looks around.. there is no one but her.. she assumes the position to be able to look at the diary
... she is about to reach for the diary when she hears, "Khushi!" it's her angel mind saying to her, "You cannot read someone's diary like that
... don't you know that's wrong?" Khushi feels helpless.. her face mellows down.. "Khushi.." she hears another voice.. It's her devil mind saying to her, "It's not going to cause earthquake if you read just one diary!.. and even if you read it.. it won't be such a huge mistake
..." Angel mind reminds her, "No, No! Khushi, you cannot do this! You remember, what you said to Arnav ji?" Khushi nods
... Devil mind takes over, "You said to Arnav ji that you won't go finding things. You did not say that if something pops up in front of you then you would close your eyes and won't even look at it? Right?" This cheers Khushi up.. she says, "Yes! You are absolutely right!" "Yes, why not! There is no thing wrong in taking a peek!" Khushi says to the devil mind, "Our thoughts are so similar! And,.. you said it right! I am not breaking my promise."
Wow, great! A confession of being dishonest! Great job, Khushi! And you seemed so proud to be that person! The angel mind once again urges her not to go down that path. "Khushi!" calls the devil mind, "If the wind blows
...,
" demonstrating how the pages of diary can flip with the wind
... "and pages turn on their own
... then what can you do?" Khushi smiles happily, "Yes, absolutely!" Excitedly she looks at the diary.. her angel mind tries to attract her attention.. Khushi blows her off
... her devil mind stays delighted
! Khushi, I cannot take this downfall of yours' you are dishonest now! You are not the person I used to know as the sweet innocent Khushi.. you are not innocent at all! Betrayal means nothing to you anymore.... Excited Khushi gets a thumps up from her devil mind and she sits down to read the diary,.. she blows air to help turn the page
....
The dishonest Khushi has the nerve to say to Devi Maiyya, "Look at this, Devi Maiyya! I have not touched the diary until now! Now if the pages turn due to the winds, then it's not my fault!" Bhagwan se toh daro, Khushi! Khushi, at least be afraid of the God! Now you know why Shyam could be so cheap and evil... his conscience was just like yours! Khushi reads, "Today my professor was very happy with me... and I got full marks in the project... I am so happy!" Okay, this is something absurd,.. as an analyst difficult to ignore... a diary written in Roman script but it's Hindi! Apparently, Sheetal's diary while living in US is being written in Hindi but just Roman script, Bravo! " Ah.. it's all studies... not so interesting.." Khushi says to herself.. Well Khushi, you just showed your level.. Khushi blows some more wind to turn the pages... She reads happily, "Today was a good day... I met a boy... quiet.. somewhat snobbish... but I don't know why... I like him.. there was something in him.. it's a good feeling... " Khushi wonders, "Snobbish.. and liked him too?... was it Arnav ji?" She starts biting on her nails... then blows some more pages over, "Today was special. We went to the movies... English film... he enjoyed it a lot, but I .. I was just looking at him.. there is something special that attracts me towards him!" Khushi's heart sinks but she continues to read, "I really like him.. but I don't know if that guy like me or not!" Khushi says to herself in frustration, "Everywhere.. a boy.. a guy.. that guy must have some name! No name written.. now, how will I know if this is my Arnav ji or not!"
Khushi continues to read, "This evening was so special that I was praying that this evening does not end. It was amazing. We went to London Eye!" WAIT A MINUTE! LONDON EYE IS NOT IN USA! It's in London, UK! "I could not believe that he purchased flowers for me. Those were the most beautiful flowers in the world for me! But I can't say for sure.,. does he love me as much as I do?" Khushi says to herself, "Hey Devi Maiyya, it seems like it is Arnav ji!... No No,..! How should I agree that this is Arnav ji? If she lived him so much why did she not write his name? Would her pen run out of ink has she written his name?" She goes on to blow more air to turn the pages.. reads on, "Date 7th November 2006 ' today was very important to know if our relationship would go any further. And what happened was something that I could not even imagine!" Khushi puts her hands together. Closes her eyes and says, "Hey Devi Maiyya, hope, nothing went wrong!" She reads further, "Today.. we came closer.. so close that we could hear each others heartbeats!" Khushi blows air to move pages further. But she finds many pages missing.. torn out.. "Torn pages... that means, there was something between them! But.. who is that one after all? How would I know if that's Arnav ji or someone else?" Just then comes the sound of flush. Khushi quickly gets up and runs out of the room. Aarav steps out. As he walks by he realizes that the diary is open, he comes back and closes it shut before moving on.
So much for keeping the promise she made to Arnav! Khushi goes looking for things in the store room. "Arnav's stuff from college must be somewhere here." Khushi says, "I will have to find out whether Arnav ji and Sheetal ji were together that year. She goes to open a file when Arnav's words flash back in her mind, "Are you out of your mind, Khushi? You think Aarav is my son?" "Khushi do you not trust me? Do you think that I am lying to you?"
Khushi convinces herself by saying, "No, Arnav ji, I trust you completely but it's possible that you don't remember a few things! Until I know the truth I won't be able to live due to this restlessness."
REALLY? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND? Obviously you don't trust Arnav.. otherwise you won't say such things! BRAVO!
Contrary to the promise she made,. Khushi goes through some old stuff on the shelves. When she finds nothing of interest she says, "Hey, Devi Maiyya, now only you can help me. Make me believe that Arnav ji and Sheetal ji were not together in 2006." Just then something falls on ground. Khushi puts the album down and picks the stuff up. She looks at the group photo.. exclaims, "Who are these? Are these all old flames? Hey, Devi Maiyya, so many girls! What if.. this Neeta,.. Stephanie.. Jimmy.. are those who Arnav ji.. was talking about'" Obviously Khushi does not trust ASR! And she proved herself stupid by making this comment about having so many girls in the college picture. Khushi starts imagining many girls coming forward with their kids claiming them to be "ASR"! I know it was supposed to be funny, but point blank it was insulting to Khushi's character as it proved her stupid.. and lacking trust in Arnav.. it was difficult to digest. She puts both her hands on ears and screams, "No!" Then she starts talking to herself, "Khushi, you have gone really crazy! Nothing can be done with you! Stop thinking about this stuff! Then she looks at another picture, "Arnav ji.. and Sheetal ji.." year 2006.. "This means Arnav ji and Sheetal ji were together in 2006' and Arnav is five years old!" NICE! . I hope CVs remember the dates they themselves wrote'...
"Do what I think is true?" Khushi says to herself. She concludes, "Aarav is Arnav ji's son!... Hey, Devi Maiyya, I became emotional and tore the report too' wait a minute! They must have a copy of the report." She immediately grabs her phone and dials, "This Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada! I lost the DNA test report delivered to the house. Do you have one additional copy of that report?.. What?.. Your computers are down?... it will take few more days?.. okay!" As she shuts the phone she says to herself, "Khushi, just because Arnav ji and Sheetal ji studies together the same year does not mean that Arnav ji is Aarav's father!.. But, I cannot stay still until I get that report. I will have to do something." Then it occurs to her, "Arnav's school's admission form.. it must have Aarav's father's name! How will I find that form though?" She starts thinking.
Khushi walks through the corridor.. dressed as a peon, files hiding her face
... stumbles against the principal
... drops files on the floor, says, "Forgive me, Madam! It was a mistake!" The principal leaves without saying a word. Khushi picks up files and keeps her face hidden behind them. She looks around.. says, "Good! Now my task will be easier. Looks like the principal left for a class." As she walks distracted looking back.. she now stumbles against another peon.. "Arey, cannot you see first before you walk?.. Who are you?" Khushi hides her face as she makes sure her
mustache is in place. She turns around in full circles as the peon tries to look at her face. "Who are you?
... he asks. "I am a peon!" Khushi answers. "Looks like you are new!.. keep these files right here and come with me! Your job is to make tea." "You go. I will
follow after I put these files away." Khushi says in her thick accent. "You can put
the files away later. It's tea time for the teaching staff." "What?" "What what?.. You are from the pantry. Look at your uniform. This uniform belongs to pantry and your job is to make tea. Come with me and make tea!" "Devi Maiyya.. this is the punishment for not having served tea to Nani ji in the morning." Khushi thinks. "Let's go!" she says. The other guy says, "Put the files here. I will bring them.. " he puts his hand on Khushi's shoulder and says, "Listen, now that you are new here.. first go and make tea then.. I will introduce you to everyone around here,.. okay?... Oh.. you are so weak! Seems to me that I will have to feed you first!"
Halfheartedly Khushi serves tea to the staff. "Wow, great tea today! Is it something special today?" One of the staff members asks. Khushi volunteers the answer, "Tea has to be great! I added cardamom to it!" Everyone looks at her with surprise.. Khushi realizes that she did not use her thick accent.. she repeats in the thick voice, "Cardamom.." and starts sneezing.. then runs out of the room. Once in the corridor.. she looks at the board on principal's office and says, "I had to make tea for all the teachers just to get here! Don't know what else I will have to do!" She vows to herself, "Hey Devi Maiyya, it's now or never! Today I must find out the name of Aarav's father!"
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