Arshi Holi OS contest Voting Round (Last Date 29/04)

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Ireena Zahan

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Posted: 10 years ago

So here is the most awaited Voting round for the OS Contest.Follow the rules below for voting.
R.U.L.E.S For Voting
1. Vote for only ONE best Entry.2. Writers are not allowed to vote for their own entries.3. While selecting the best entry keep few things in mind Banner, Genre & Usage of Words and ending.4. Do not use MID to Vote. If caught you will be disqualified.5. Newbie and Groupbie votes wont be counted.6. Last date for the voting is 29th April 2015.

All the entries are given in the second post. Happy Voting.

Edited by Ireena7 - 10 years ago

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E.N.T.R.Y 1

Ek thi Daayan

"Uhh oh..What are you doing Potato Cheeks? Let me sleep please." With the deep throaty voice in his sleep, he pulled the cover up till his head and snuggled his face more into the pillow to resume his slumber.
Sensing some more movements on him, he peeked again from his drowsy eyes to see Sneha, his daughter, sitting on his stomach with her futile attempts to tickle him and what not with her pugdy little fingers early morning.
He sighed. His daughter loved to tease him. Love could be counted as underestimated word here. The raging eyes of ASR would do nothing to dampen her spirits to tease and irritate him with her antics. First Khushi, then her!
Catching a hold of her tiny waist, he rolled them onto the other empty side, keeping her in his embrace.
"What are you doing this early Potato Cheeks? Sleep and let me sleep too." He said cuddling his daughter to himself and stuffing her in the covers with him too. Her tongue found his nose as soon as his lids hit each other and he shrieked with the sudden pinch there. "Get down! Get down this instant and tell your mother that your plan to wake me up was awesome and it was all successful, Thankyou!" He sat up and rambled in a breath glaring at Sneha while she giggled earnestly at his expressions. Throwing his covers somewhere, he stood up and walked till the bathroom eyeing her angrily when his head kissed the wooden door not so lovingly, garnering another round of giggles from her.
"Damn it!"

*

"Damn it! Is this.. this, is this water proof? or permenant? What the heck IS THIS?"His voice roared through the hall where the family sat down to have breakfast and looking at him, the two ladies at the dining table couldn't help but guffaw at his stance where he stood with his face and hair all smeared in the colours which wouldn't go after washing too, in short, his daughter's creative handiwork.
"What the! Why are you both laughing damn it? Potato cheeks, I swear if something happen to my hair or my skin I won't leave you both." He left the place angrily and this time the whole family broke into cheerful laughter.

*

With the third round of shower, he finally managed to come back to his humane look from the alienish look he had adorned with the color smashed face and hair. Looking the bedroom door, he took his laptop, put it on the table and begin to sit when something hit his bum hard from behind and "WHAT THE!" He was thrown into his pool mercilessly.
He wiped off the water droplets on his face and bored into the surrounding with hawk eyes but found no one around. He knew his little Sneha with little feet and hands couldn't perform this marshal art act all with herself, of course, her dear mother and unfortunately but fortunately his wife had a larger then monster hand in here.
"Looks like you're in a real playful mood today Mrs. Raizada. Let two play the game then." He smirked.

*

"Okay Sneha, make sure he doesn't find us for atleast 20 mins more. And here, take this color and mix it in his black coffee when HP makes it.." Two strong hands along with two chubby hands pushed her petite body into the pool outside in the garden where the party was taking place.
*splash*
"Hawww.. hey devi mayya. Ramanchi, Ramanchi hai ye! How could you do this Sneha? You betrayed me, you betrayed your mom?" She asked doing the emotional act in front of her daughter who stood with a goofy grin on her face and laughed at her rants.
"It took her 10 new frocks to agree to team up with me damn it and I certainly couldn't let go off this opportunity Mrs. Raizada." He smirked picking up his potato cheeks in his arms who wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheeks but gasped with felt her father throwing her in the pool too. Her arms tightened on their own reflex and when they refused to let go of this neck, he forcefully threw her inside with her mom, coming inside himself too looking at the loves of his life adoringly and laughed out aloud looking at his daughter sulking and glaring at him.
"Somebody had to team up against you too right? When you played with your parents, can't I, with you?"
"That's because it's Bura na Maano Holi hai Papa!" She exclaimed smartly while both of their hearts warmed up at her confession.
"It's just 'Holi' Potato cheeks." He said picking her up again and wrapping the other arm around his wife's to kiss both their heads affectionately. Sneha banged her forehead slightly with his in the gesture of love after kissing his nose and ran away from the pool, giggling, as fast as her chubby legs could allow her to run leaving the duo alone inside.
"Arnav behave! Someone will see us." She whined when his hands sneaked inside her white t-shirt his fingers caressed her hidden milky waist while his head dipped into her crook, his lips worshipping her.
"Everyone is on the other side Khushi, you have teased me enough from the morning. Don't test my patience." He began his deeds again but was stopped by a loud sweet voice of Potato cheeks.
"Papa Mamma please come here naa.. Let's play! It's Bu..uh.. it's Holi today." She said waving her arms in the air and swaying her diaper clad bum and began her Marathon with Anjali bua behind her with her pants in her hands.
"What is with her? So reluctant to wear her pants after the washroom tour?" He laughed looking at the scene.
"Oh did you forget Arnav? She had inherited it from her father who prefers only the towel after his shower, after drying up too." She narrowed her eyes looking at him in mischeive.
"Oh really? You don't like that?"
"I was just matching. When did I say I don't like it?" She said cheekily making him put his head on hers in ecstasy and joy.
"What good did I do to get you both angels in my barren life? How could I be this lucky?"
"Actually, the only good you did was to love me and her!" His lips thinned at her response and he hugged her snuggling her closer to himself.
"Exactly! How could I not love the ghosts of my life who came like a whiff and changed everything? How can I not love these two Daayans who are ready on their toes every moment to irritate me?" His hug tightened further and she leaned onto his shoulder painting some more memories to their life. No words were needed after. The telepathy is the biggest and sweetest mean of all the lover's communication in the world.
The end...

E.N.T.R.Y 2

Khushi Kumari Gupta was standing in Shantivan , for celebrating Holi with Raizadas and her sister Payal..., who had married with Akshay Singh Raizada two years ago.Khushi, who had been dreaming of her wedding for most of her life, move forward and meets her eyes with her prince, Arnav Singh Raizada .He was the one who she had given her heart since the annual fashion show where her designs won million hearts, including his and since then, their journey had started working together in AR enterprises. She walks by him ...by murmuring under her breath, "I am just a loser?... if I hadn't given my heart to this arrogant bachelor ..., I might not be in this predicament. I had lost so many opportunities due to my tunnel vision on this subject over this LOSER for years... She'd done her best to stay away from him over these years. Being in his inebriated sphere filled her heart with an unbearable ache. Because she knew better ,she is running after a mirage. Wasn't she? Maybe she wasn't physically attached to him, but from an emotional standpoint, she'd been hanging off him for years. Perhaps it was time to move on .She couldn't bear watching him having fun with Lavanya any more and decided to be out there having some fun by herself... A Fun that didn't include him!She was about to begin working on her mission when his voice halts him "Hey, Ms Gupta. How come you're sitting here by yourself...come and join us in dancing ?" She looks back at him , "How wrong was she? She loved a guy who'd never given her importance more than a colleague or his brother's SIL. No ! this is the time to move on from him? In return, she taunts him while raising her eyes brows . "Why do you care?Go have fun with others" Arnav shrugs his shoulders. "Hey, can't be rude among colleagues ? Khushi in her disappointment "Oh, great. So you are seeking me out because of a sense of duty"Thanks, but no thanks."A pained expression crosses his face. "No. I wasn't insulting you. You could never be a duty. You're..." "I'm Ms Gupta. Your colleague and yours bother's SIL. Yeah, I know..."She moves forward, leaving him baffled without listening further...Her running feet stop at the glass of Bhang which was offered by Lavanya Kashup..."Yeah. right, she thinks I am in her way to Raizada...Who cares ? let her enjoy this inebriated journey..." With this she gulps down every drop... She ducks her head and continues under her breath. "Finally. Maybe he is out of my brain." while sliding herself in a lonely corner ...without seeing him squatting down in front of her. Poor guy wasn't used to be ignored by anyone before. Well, Khushi was the one who grew a backbone and started a new trend of his life among other strange things which his di was busy spotting out these days.Arnav's hands take control, and no matter how hard she tried to come out of this grip, he wasn't in a mood to let go ... Khushi annoyingly, "What's with you? Let me go. " With a sigh, he gets up making her stand on her feet, realizing her state, keeping his strong hold over her waist...calling her name first time with huskiness, "Khushi, give it up. I wasn't referring to you ? And why are you here alone, anyway? I haven't seen you without someone either ...let's say NK" She looks at him with hurtful eyes while delivering innermost feelings, "NK ,Yeah, because I couldn't deal with your ego thinking of me as a ...single and drooling over you ...So I came closer to him. Juvenile, Yes ! but it had been effective ...isn't it . " Arnav's smirk grows bigger being triumphant...but still he had to reach her heart.. Khushi tries to pull herself out of his clutch ...but her drink and his strokes over her waist with his thumb was making her numb. She doubted he was even aware of his actions, but he knew all the right moves unconsciously, which were making her draw her breath without gasping ... "So, is he the reason I've been seeing you around me more than ever? " Khuhsi effectively breaks his hold on her. "Again, why are you after me today? Did your brother or my Jiji send you after me ? I'm a grown up woman and...and ... don't need you or anyone getting into my business?" Suddenly he was looming over her. "This has nothing to do with anyone sending me for you. Just answer the question. Are you with NK just to make me jealous? Planting her palms against his chest, she pushes him out of her way, but he twirls her around making her back hit his chest ... "Answer me Damn it!" with clenching jaws while breathing over her nape "Back Off.. Mr Raizada !!! " Khushi in her defensive mode ...but his hold over her gets tighter and in one go he swings her to face him and pins her back against the wall and uses his body to press her into it. " Now answer me! Were you using NK just to make me jealous?"Khushi stubbornly "Ah, why do you care? It's none of your business Mr Raizada?" Arnav by losing his control over her, grabs her hands and pins them against the wall by her head."Khushi Kumari Gupta ...today I'm making it my business then. Maybe if you'd answer my question or not had this goofball NK around you , we wouldn't be here making this deal as my business." Khushi's with a victory dance in her mind blinks violently ,"So He was jealous! ASR who always had a grip on his emotions and creating scenes isn't his forte...At least until now." But the very next moment his crashing lips over hers send an electrifying jolt to her core and she responds back with the same qualm. Both break apart grasping for air without losing eye contact... He pulls her closer by her waist while sucking her lower lip gently this time...which makes her gasp and his tongue starts exploring the warm sweetness of her mouth ...She doesn't hesitate either in exploring his muscles during this hustle of control. While pushing into her more with his weight, letting her aware of his desires. By looking into his molten brown eyes, she asks ,"tell me why the answer was so important that you had to use brute force for making it your business ."He sucks in a breath. "Brute force? I would never..." feeling guilty, he quickly steps back, releasing her from his cage . "Khushi, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to... Did I hurt you?" She moves towards him and cups his face . "Arnav ! It's always you...No one else can rule my heart...Just listen !!! " she puts his hand over her heart clasping in between hers ..." Now answer the question. Why was my answer so important to you?" With a sigh, he settles back against her, by cupping her cheeks . "Because you are the only one who rule my heart Khushi ...no one else... but I didn't realize how much until I saw you with NK.And today, you gave me no choice but to have this deal ,out here among these colors. "Khushi in her disbelief... with tearful eyes , putting her hand over his ,keeps looking at him smilingly.Arnav pulls her closer pressing his lips over hers... seals this inebriated deal... for eternity ...

E.N.T.R.Y 3
Arshi Holi OS - Milan Can people in love ever be separated?

Dark textured colors shone in the musty smell of the Raizada mansion, the vast variety of colors giving in to the feel of Holi. Little kids of the neighbourhood ran in the whole mansion, carrying water cannons and hands-full of gulal.
She sat in front of the dressing table, slipping some bangles in her slender arms, a feeling of gloom covering her heart. A peculiar smell of gulal hung in the air, wafting through the thaals kept beside the French windows. The clattering sound of her bangles disturbed the unwanted-silence of the place. No matter how hard she tried to smile, her lips couldn't stretch even a bit. She wanted to be happy, but the circumstances didn't favor her.
"Khushi are you ready?" he came into the room, buttoning his white kurta.
"Yes," she replied in a low tone, looking at his reflection in the mirror.
It had been fourteen months of their arranged marriage, and two months of the notice period that they had to serve, before getting a divorce. They tried hard to overcome the persistent incompatibility between them, but failed every time. Their marriage was deteriorating with passing time, giving surety to everyone that it would not bear any fruit.
Khushi dabbed the corner of her eye to knock off any teary marks, before getting up and walking out of the room, followed by her husband, Arnav.
The state of their relationship wouldn't even allow them to wish each other Holi . She was always considerate towards him, looking after all his needs and wants, but he took her caring nature to be irritating. Their one argument led to consequent fights, resultantly leading to their mutual decision of getting divorced.
*
He held a three-month old child in his arms, smiling while his Di and Jijaji performed the Holi pooja. Just beside him, she stood. They both tried their best to look excited for the function, but when something doesn't exist, you cannot create it by any effort.
"Arnav-Khushi now you both come for the pooja" a soft voice averted their thoughts to his grandmother, who smiled whilst calling them.
They nodded; placing the baby girl in her mother's arms, Arnav and Khushi went ahead to perform the pooja, reminding themselves for the umpteenth time that they were still a 'couple'.
*
Everyone was in the garden of the Raizada mansion, celebrating Holi with all the guests and the little one, Aashi. With colors all around, for some time, no one cared about the present tension between Arnav and Khushi.
While everyone danced and enjoyed, Arnav and Khushi stood at a corner, aloof from the whole set-up.
"Come on guys.. You both look so perfect together! Why do you have to act so unromantic?" Arnav's cousin nudged them again, trying to pull them with him to dance.
"NK, please. It's okay," Arnav shoved his hand aside, making him whine.
"Arnav, why?" a broken voice shook him, as she held his upper arm, looking deeply into his eyes.
He just shook his head helplessly, walking away from her.
She breathed out a heavy sigh, looking at him from the corner of her eyes.
'I wish everything was good between us' this was the thought which kept poking both of them again and again.
The biggest irony of their relationship was that HATE never existed in between them. They were still in love, the love which was same as it existed at the time of their marriage. But now, after fourteen months of their marriage, the essence of love was hidden somewhere, leading everyone to call the relationship as 'hate'.
The wisp of love just needed a gush of wind and, for sure, the fire will be ignited again.
A successful marriage needs the pride and ego to be kept aside - and these two failed in that.
*
"Chhote, will you please check out Khushiji? I think she's not well.." his sister, Anjali, pointed towards Khushi, who was seen running inside the mansion, covering her mouth with her palm.
Arnav nodded and followed her, an ounce of concern forming inside him.
"Khushi?" he knocked the door to the washroom, hearing her throw up in the basin.
After about a minute, Khushi came out of the washroom, wiping her face with a towel.
"I didn't knew that thandai contained saffron. I'm allergic to it" she spoke without looking at him, walking towards the exit door.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
"You are asking me if I'm okay? How can I be okay, Arnav? For a girl who is getting divorced in a month, it is impossible for her to be okay. But you won't ever understand this. As if you understood me earlier ever..." she stated, her words depicting her pain.
Hold on, Khushi. Be strong.
A voice shouted from within her, her mind going numb with the thought of leaving him forever.
Stop her, please.
His insides screamed, producing an urge within him to step closer towards her.
Her heart skipped a beat when she felt him tug her arm and pull her towards him. She looked in his eyes with a confused countenance, trying to search for an answer.
He grabbed some color from a plate kept nearby, and applied it on her cheek, moving his complete hand on her cheek, making her close her eyes coyly.
And that was the moment when she felt her cheeks covered with bright-red gulal.. the red that reminded her of the vermilion which she still wore in her hair partition.. the red that reminded her of her wedding dress which she still treasured.. the red that reminded her of the red roses which he gifted to her when it was a month of their marriage.. the red that reminded her of LOVE, which once existed in between them, and maybe still existed..
"I'm tired of all this, Khushi. Let's stop and start everything afresh" he whispered in her ear, his husky voice shuddering her.
Khushi's eyes refused to blink. She refused to believe that it was not a dream.. a happy dream.
She turned her back towards him, a chaos of emotions engulfing her. Shoving off all the thoughts, she just fisted some color and applied it slowly on his face, smiling an acknowledged smile.
"I don't want to go, Arnav. Please stop me..." she cried, bunching his kurta in her little palm.
"You won't go anywhere.. I promise" he simpered, taking her lips in a desperate kiss.
"Happy Holi" he mumbled on her lips.
"Happy Holi" she replied, deepening the kiss.
A relationship doesn't need you to be perfect, it just needs you to be understanding. When you accept your partner with all the imperfections, the way they really are, the relationship becomes perfect.
And when a Milan, a union occurs on the occasion of Holi, which is itself meant to join hearts together, then it has to last for ever..

E.N.T.R.Y 4

Was that my dream?

Arnav entered the holi ground. His eyes were searching something. He wore a blue denim and a white shirt which made him look more hotter than ever. He noticed Anjali and Nani along with other family members. But still they were not the one who he was searching. Finally his eyes fell on his love.

Khushi was drunk and she has lost half of her senses.

Anjali : Chote go enjoy with her.

Anjali's voice brought his thoughts back which were lost in the beauty of his better half.

Arnav : Di...

Anjali : Go...at least today Chote. Go. By the way you don't have office today and you have finally I mean FINALLY landed here. So what are you waiting for? Go.

Anjali's words were like tonic to his thoughts. He went towards Khushi leaving behind the Raizada ladies making fun of him.

Arnav : Khushi...

Khushi : Arnav ji..

Khushi was shocked seeing him and she adjusted her dress and hair moving her hands towards her ears she said

Khushi : Sorry. S.O.R.R.Y Arnav ji.

She spelled the word with so much of mistakes in pronouncing.

Arnav : Lets go.

He held her hand saying the word. No sooner as he expected he heard her voice refusing to come with him.

Khushi : No...I wont come with you.

Arnav smirked at her accent.

Arnav : Why?

Khushi : Because...

Arnav : Because (Raised his eyebrow)

Khushi : (Smiled) Because...I don't wanna come with you.

Arnav : What the?

Khushi : Yea What the...? I don't wanna come means I don't want to...

Slowly as her voice faded she directly fell on his arms. He lifted her and walked towards their room. He placed her in the bed and he was about to leave when he saw her pretty hands holding his shirt so tightly. He tried to remove them but it was so hard for him to do.

Arnav : Khushi leave.

He made his grip on her wrist and she left the shirt. He turned and was about to get a glass of water.

Khushi : Why? Why do you always make me listen to your words? I am neither your daughter and you are not my father and why I...even I listen to you every time?

Arnav : You have no choice Khushi Kumari Gupta.

Khushi : See again you are wrong Mr. Raizada. Its Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. I am married to ...

Arnav : To...

Khushi : What silly..? My Husband...or whom?

Arnav smiled and turned again to prepare some Nimbu water for her as he was all set long before. He knew his wife would do some stupid work.

Khushi : Arnav ji...I am feeling so dizzy. Maybe I am going to fall somewhere and will never come back...Never...maybe some day...

Khushi and her endless talks. Arnav is used to such things so he dint gave much importance to her words eventhough he was listening to her carefully ...word by word.

Arnav : Take drink this you will feel better and this will prevent you from falling into somewhere.

Khushi : No I wont take it.

Arnav made her hold the glass but she kept it aside and stood up on the bed.

Arnav : Khushi what are you doing? Listen get down now...

Khushi : No I wont until I get my answers...for my questions.

After so much of struggle he agreed to answer her questions. The question session was finally finished and he was now all smiling due to her overloaded cuteness. She was asking him some really stupid questions which he replied with stock exchange answers which turned right.

Arnav : Enough Khushi...get down now.

Khushi stretched her hands like a small kid and he smiled and held out his hands to hold her. She almost fell on him placing a soft kiss on his left cheek. Arnav was taken aback first but he enjoyed the moment when her soft lips touched him.

Balancing her he managed to sit on the bed still holding her tight when Khushi was hiding herself in his neck.

Arnav : Khushi.

Khushi : I am...I ...am...

Arnav : Shhh...not a word.

Arnav made Khushi face him and his intense look made her nose go red which Arnav's emotions Kicked him. He slowly removed the strand of hair from her face which was disturbing his view. He advanced towards her.

Khushi : My heartbeat...

Arnav placed his index finger on her lips, soon he replaced it with his thumb wiping away her gloss leaving her lips.

Arnav got close to her cupping her face with his right hand.

Arnav : Even my Heart beats fast.

Khushi closed her eyes and taking it a sign of acceptance he captured her soft lips with his dominating lips. She was too weak to cope up with his desire but she managed to respond his commanding tongue.

The passionate kiss lasted for few more minutes. Both parted out of breath. Soon Arnav's phone rang and it was none other than Aman - The Kiss stopper. Thank God his timing was good this time. Arnav holding the phone went out of the room saying he is coming in few minutes.

Khushi took the glass beside her and drank it. She slept peacefully after having lime water.

Later in the evening she woke up hearing the streak of their Door. Its Arnav. He entered and saw the glass empty and Khushi. He went into the washroom without uttering a word. Khushi held her head and was recalling her thoughts.

Khushi : What was that...hey Devi Maiyya...Was that my dream?

The answer for her question was with him. But he was happy that she is unaware of the truth.

E.N.T.R.Y 5

Remember Khushi Kumari Gupta, I will the only person to paint you with the arch of colors of sky on every colors day (HOLI).'

The husky voice replayed as an unstoppable old tape recorder in her so called pagal mind as he called. Where is he now? She always known him as a man of his words but never thought he is a liar. Why should he make promises which he can't fulfill?

The mere thought of the unfulfilled promise made her beautiful fingers cuddle into a tight fist. Where is he? Can't he come at least to fulfill this promise?

Her curvy doe eyes blinked swiftly to avoid feeling the moistness on her cheeks. She knows he doesn't like feeling of a damp cheeks under his touch while he comes to color her.

A small hope... It was a small hope. May be he will come here to fulfill his promise. She doesn't know when he will come. She better be prepared. Her laad governor can appear before her just like Jeanieji.

Her laad governor... He hated the word as much as he loved it. Isn't strange that one can hate and love at a time? May be but then she is doing the same thing. Hating him for not yet coloring her at the same time loving him so much that she can't wait to see him, to embrace him, to feel his masculine scent. But no... how will this come true? He is saat samundaraway from her.

She waited for him. She believed in his promise of painting her with hues on the auspicious day of colors. Painting her? A chuckle escaped from her. Unknown to him, he already colored her.

Her eyes lands on the different plates of color powders kept for the celebration on the day. She remembered his words clearly from the day years ago. It was the eve of the colors day. As per the government rule, the colors day was a holiday. Before winding up the class, the students requested Professor Raizada, a history lecturer and a great philosopher in Kalinga University, delivering a speech on Holi.

Accepting the wish of his students, he decided to orate on Significance of Colors in Rainbow.

It was certainly not the first time for her to hear his speech but then, every time she does, she feels him more close to her. Why? Neither her heart nor mind, could give an answer.

He compared the colors of rainbow with the colors used in holi.

The first and foremost ray in the seven-hued rainbow is red. His favorite color. Red signifies Passion and interest. He said, If we color a person with red, it means we are passionate about them.'

Even without being present, he painted with the tint and became a person who she is passionate about. The dance on Payal jiji's sangeeth proved it to her. He was not the only one who desired her, she was equally passionate about him.

ORANGE- A shade born from red and yellow which has the fierceness of red and control of yellow. Orange - Equilibrium', his words echoed in her. They both are two opposing forces from opposite poles. These two poles are balanced in a state called Love. Yes, Love is the force which got the Tom and Jerry Arnav and Khushi together.

Her thoughts went back to his next words. YELLOW-Energy. The color of sun, full of energy. If you are colored with yellow, it denotes that the person is full of energy. He/she may be the reason for your life to be bright.'

Arnav was the source of energy for Khushi. She seek out for his arms when her babuji was hospitalized. He stood as her source of energy brightening her life just like the sun does.

GREEN means growth. Coloring green indicates we wish for the growth, expansion and betterment of the person.'

Her hands reflectively lands upon the place where a life is growing inside her. Arnav gave a life which is growing inside her. He doesn't know about it. She is waiting for the moment he returns and color her with green to share the news with him.

She knows she call tell him by other means of technology but she wants to his ecstatic face when she reveals this news to him. What will he want? A boy or a girl? Her lips curved up with the joy of a life inside her.

Her irises moves on to the next plate. Blue - Color of distance - Color of skies, heavens, oceans. Makes us look beyond the immediate environment.' His words reverberated in her ears.

Blue... OCEANS...Arnav. Blue reminds him of her. ARNAV means ocean. Blue is the shade of ocean. The distant view of the ocean from the bank pretending to meet the sky at a point is pretense. Arnavji's anger is a pretense. He presents his anger to hide his love, like the ocean hides the truth that it can never meet the sky. He doesn't want to get hurt again. Life has taught him lessons in his early age.

Next plate contains Indigo. Indigo symbolizes self-mastery.' Again, Arnavji possess this trait. His ability control himself amazed her to no end. He was able to take care of his family and his di when he lost his parents. He hid his sorrows buried deep inside him and helped his di when they found the infidelity of his jijaji. She is happy, that she is the only person from whom he doesn't have to put the mask of self-control.

The last color he spoke about, Violet. Violet represents uniqueness.' Her Arnavji is a unique person who says what the as much times as he breath, who has anger on his nose always. Possessive for his di, for the all things belonging to him.

Remembering his speech made her suddenly realize that her arnavji, without being present physically next her, has already colored her. Now, she understood the meaning of his sentence.

Remember Khushi Kumari Gupta, I will the only person to paint you with the arch of colors of sky on every colors day.'

He never meant coloring her with the color powders but meant about coloring her life with his presence, existence.

Out of nowhere a hand smeared powder of different colors on her face. She was startled and looked at the source.

Happy holi Khushi...' There he stood in his white pyjamas, smiling at her. Arnavji.. You came?' she beamed with joy and was soon in his embrace. Her tiny hope came true. Her Srnavji appeared before her just like Jeanieji. She was so happy seeing him after two weeks.

Still in his arms, her eyes caught her reflection in the mirror. Her face and some part of her upper body smeared with all the colors about which she was thinking now. He made his presence felt in each of these colors.

Coming out of his embrace, she took his hand and kept on her stomach.

Happy holi arnavji... from both of us.' As soon as the realization dawned on him, she was gifted with what she was waiting for, his look.

************The end*************

Edited by Edna_Philip - 10 years ago