THEME: 101 Ways to irritate Mr. Raizada
***Entry 1***
Pecks of Love and Smooches of Hatred:
"I'm so sorry Khushiji, you had to marry Chhote when he himself refused for this marriage..." She couldn't speak further when Khushi hurriedly kissed on her cheek and sprinted to her new room flashing a big smile to the whole family.
"I will see you LaadGover.. Oops, Arnavji, how can you resist me?" She muttered while jumping the stairs.
She sat on the soft plush bed, veiled, as a new bride would be when she felt the other side of the bid dip a bit.
"Sleep on the couch!" Arnav sounded rough enough to scare his little bride but it surprisingly did nothing to dampen her spirits of melting him towards her.
"Can't I sleep with you?" Her eyes showed utter innocent like that of a baby bunny's.
"No!" He spat at her small form but took the arm of his eyes the next second looking at her, crying hysterically. "Okay. Don't cry please. Sleep.here. Just.STAY.QUIET!" He weaved his hand into his gelled hair releasing a grouchy sigh.
He was very angry when his Di and Nani had confirmed his marriage with a 7 years younger girl. He had no idea how would he cope with this marriage and finally decided to stay away from her, shielding her from the further heartbreaks.
Another sigh. He lied down after laying her down besides. After 2 seconds of sheer silence, he felt a slender soft leg thrown across his stomach following her hands clutching his arm.
He immediately handled her leg and threw it back. "Don't touch me."
"But I'm scared.." She again sounded like a kitten in a mushy puddle.
"Huh..oK" It was just him agreeing, and she snuggled herself into his frame.
"Don't.snuggle.into.me.like.I'm.your.pillow.DAMNIT!"
"I usually snuggle into my cat every night and now she isn't here so..I have to bear with you. Though you aren't cuddly enough but it will work.."
"What the! Don't you compare me with any damned cat." His gaze was gruesome, which bored into her covered body, head till toe.
"Let me sleep!" She remained immune to his anger and without paying much heed, she threw her whole self onto him.
"What the- at least take off this dozens of jewellery you're wearing if you want to sleep on me like a ninja."
"You..you.called.me.a.ninja?"
"Take.off.your.jewellery!"
She peeled off the veil off her head and Arnav was in daze. The innocence drizzling off her doe eyes, the love and warmth radiating from her face, he became possessive in just a few seconds and took a decision for life. He would try his best to make this marriage work. Not for anyone but this pure and ambrosial creature.
But he saw her sleeping on the other edge of the bed, far from him, probably petrified of his moods, he thought.
"Aren't you going to snuggle into me? I understand you don't have your cat and I'm not that cuddly cozy but I think you should manage here only I'm your husband now." He said opening his arms and blinking his eyes softly, asking her to reside in her new home and she took no time to comply into her husband's demands.
After all, love can be found in the weirdest places! <3
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***Entry 2***
KHUSHIII!
"KHUSHIII..." the great ASR's voice boomed in washroom. When he tries to soap his body, he couldn't see his body gel. There're only Khushi's. Not getting any response and having no other choice he used her soap very little and finished his shower. Luckily, it's Sunday - he thought
"KHUSHIII..." the mighty ASR's voice boomed in his room. When he opened his wardrobe, he can only see rainbow. He couldn't see his dresses. After waiting long time for his crazy wife, and having no other choice he wore that rainbow. He sighed helplessly
"STOP IT..." again, his voice boomed in dining hall. When he came down in that rainbow coloured shirt, he saw his family members' faces turned to shock then to amuse then to funny. He looked around to see his crazy half, but she's nowhere. I won't leave her - he thought.
"WHAT THE HELL... KHUSHIII" his voice boomed in dining hall with irritation with seeing the food in his plate - the food's floating in oil. He hates that oily food. He sighed helplessly seeing his family pushing their plates when he tried to get up from the table.
"KHUSHIII..." his voice boomed in living area feeling angry at his lovely wife. He reduced volume of TV which's attended by no one.
"HP Ji... I need this volume to complete my work. Don't dare to reduce" his lovely crazy wife gave him stern look
"KHUSHIII..." he couldn't believe that HIS Khushi did this. His coffee's full of Jilebie syrup. Before he calls her again, his mobile started to ring in loud voice. He closed his ears with the volume. He dashed outside with his ringing mobile to see Khushi.
"KHUSHIII..." he again shouted in anger seeing her dancing in kitchen, singing in her high voice along with loud volume of music system. He couldn't understand why Khushi behaving like this. "STOP IT DAMN IT" not getting any response, he dragged her to their room
"WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU"
"Nothing... I'm enjoying myself ALONE"
That gave the answer to Arnav.
"Khushi..." his voice got softened. Before he says anything HP came there and gave big plate full of Jilebies to Khushi.
"WHAT THE... are you going to eat all these?" he looked at Khushi with doubt. He narrowed eyes and asked, "How many plates you ate till now?"
"Not many, it's just 6th plate"
"WHAT? 6th PLATE? Khushi stop that. Otherwise, you'll smell like jileby at night. I hate that smell when we..." Khushi blushed knowing what he's mentioning.
"Khushi stop it"
"I want to enjoy"
"Khushi, I'm warning you" he's irritated like hell. But nothing affected her.
"Okay, fine... you can play whatever you want" Khushi looked at him with blank eyes. Arnav sighed deeply "Fine... WE'll play whatever you want. But only on leisure days, happy now?"
"SACHHHIII?"
"Do I've any other choice?" he'd to stop her or-else it'll be difficult for him. After all,she has written book "101-ways to irritate Mr.Raizada"
"Oh, thank you Arnav Ji... I love you..." she hugged him tightly, which he reciprocated "I LOVE YOU TOO sweetheart" he felt home.
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***Entry 3***
~The Plan That Backfired~
Arnav entered him Mansion with fist clenched, face rock hard, and head ready to blow. Reason?"He was bloody forced to leave all his work and run back home.Reason? - His Sister can't share on phone.
He entered his room to see his bed surrounded by his crazy family. And in the middle lay his wife, fluttering her eyelashes and blushing. What the!
"Chhote!" his sister limped towards him.
"Di, why did you ask me to come back?" he asked. And then she too blushed.What the hell!
"Chhote, Khushi ji ...Khushi ji ultiya kar rahin thi" (Chhote, Khushi ji...khushi ji was vomiting ...)
"So? If you have forgotten, I am not a Doctor, I run a fashion house."
"Chhote aap bhi na...She was vomiting .that means.."
"That means?"
"That means..."
"That means?"
"That means , you are going to be a father" Anjali announced happily.
"WHAT?!!"
"Hey Devi Maiya!" Khushi kept her palms on her ear. "Itna zor se mat chilaeeye, Arnav ji.." (Don't shout, Arnav ji)..She caressed her flat tummy. "Baby dar jaayega na"(Baby will get scared..) and then she fluttered her lashes.
Arnav tilted his head towards his wife. And looking at her eyelashes fluttering with the speed of 10blink/sec, he knew it was her yet another prank to irritate him.
"That was really fast , Bhai.."
Arnav heard his brother say and looked at him. "Whaat?"
"Woh...woh...sorry bhai .." Akash hurried out of the room, and so did everyone else.
Arnav locked the door and turned to look at his pregnant wife.
"So? You are pregnant, right?" Arnav started his predatory steps towards her.
"He..He.." Khushi gulped and sat straight on the bed. "Woh...hume aisa kuch nahi kaha.." (I didn't say anything like that..)
"So they daydreamed about that?" Arnav sat in front of her.
"Nahi .woh ...woh kya hai, kal hume bohot saare gol gappe khaye the, aur aaj bohot saari ultiya ki, isliye sabko laga ki ...ki .." (No..woh yesterday I ate so many Gol gappe, and today all the throwing up..So everyone thought that ..that ..)
"Ki , you are pregnant, right?" he leaned over her, making her hunch back. "Bolo Khushi.."
Khushi nodded her head, scared. "Aap...aap itne dheere dheere kyun bol rahe hain?" (Why ..Why are you whispering?)
Arnav smiled. But Khushi felt nothing good about that smile.
"Baby dar jaayega.." (Baby will get scared) his hand lifted to rest on her stomach. "...na?"(no?)
Khushi stiffed.. "Woh hum ...hum.."
"You want baby?" Arnav asked in a hush tone.
"No .no .." Khushi shook her head vigorously.
"Why? Just a moment ago you were fluttering your eyelashes and blushing...Lets make it real, shall we? Lets make babies.."
Khushi shook her head and tried to make a dash, but Arnav caught her and pulled her back. "Why are you running? Common, lets start without much delay.." his hand lifted to loosen the button of his shirt.
Khushi gulped, her eyes going wider and wider with ever button coming out. "Arnav ji , no ... Shayad Jiji ..jiji bula rahin hain(I guess Jiji is calling...) ...Hey Devi Maiya!" and both things happened at the same time - he loosened the last button of his shirt, and she jumped off the bed, running for her dear life.
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***Entry 4***
SHOPPING
Khushi Singhania and Arnav Singh Raizada were enemies.
Like hardcore enemies.
Their family were friends and thought both should be married of to each other. But six months of their marriage passed, no change of emotions was there instead their enemity just increased.
In this six months, both tried their level best to make the other's life hell. Irritating one another was their favourite past time. Specially for Khushi as Arnav was not able to do much in the presence of his parents who loved and adored Khushi like their own daughter.
Today Khushi got another chance to irritate Arnav.
Arnav had been busy this week. Courtesy, his father who wants him to take the reign over Raizada Empire quickly. So, he was in office working that meant no party, no games, no alcohol. So, he thought to play games in his fav lappy and party at night.
Khushi started her drama seeing him in room.
Arnav, I want to go shopping..said Khushi in a sweet tone.
Arnav who was playing game didn't even bother to give back a reply.
Arnav!!!khushi called out again.
WHAT!!Arnav barked out this time angrily as he got out' in the game.
Roopal, Arnav's mom who was crossing their room heard them.
Arnav, is this way to talk?asked Roopal quite angrily.
Seeing his mom angry, Arnav fumbled.
Mom, wo..h..woh..stammered Arnav.
Khushi grabbed the opportunity.
Mom..dekhiye na. kabse Arnav ko bol rhi hoon shopping le chale.but he doesn't listens..said Khushi innocently.
Arnav looked at Khushi suspiciously.
Don't worry beta, Arnav apko lejaega. Roopal assured her. Arnav,take her for shopping..she ordered him.
But Mom, mein bohot tired hoon. I will take her to shopping next week..he declared suddenly.
Seeing her plan failing, Khushi quickly started her plan B.
Its okay. She said to Arnav. Looking at Roopal, Mom, I can do online shopping..can't I?she asked her.
Ofcourse beta. Arnav help her choosing things.Roopal told him.
Umm Mom, I will need his laptop too. Said khushi only to be cut off by Arnav.
NO. Arnav refused her angrily.
Why no? asked Roopal. she is your wife. She can use your laptop. Beta you take his laptop. She said it to khushi.
So, Khushi took his laptop and started surfing and Arnav had no way except sitting with her.
1 hour ..
4 hour..
6 hour..
Khushi was surfing net for last six hours but till now she had not selected a single thing.
And Arnav was irritated like hell. His night out went down the drain too.
KHUSHI..Arnav shouted at her angrily. What the hell are you doing! Itni der se kya dhoond rahi ho? Select something, God dammit!
But Arnav, I don't want to buy anything. she told him innocently. I just wanted to do some window shopping. And you know what ,first time I had done online window shopping, that's so cool, isn't it? She asked him cheekily.
Saying that, Khushi left a wide eyed and shocked ASR behind.
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***Entry 5***
Music is Painkiller!...Is It??
"He hates music." Specially Bollywood songs, she added in circle bracket and the devil in her mind sang a happy song. She grinned broadly. "Angrezi gaane toh hume waise bhi nahi aate.."(I don't know English songs, anyways)
Khushi saw Arnav ji walking inside the room from the corner of her eyes, her hand busy doing chikankaari on her new dupatta.
"What the!! How many times to tell you DO NOT touch my side of the cupboard, dammit!"
She heard soon, and stood off the bed, clearing her throat. "Sharminda hoon ...Sach kehti hoon, dil hi dil me, sharminda hoon.." she cooed.
What the hell! Arnav turned to look at his wife disbelievingly.
"What are you up to now?" Arnav asked, and at the same time Nani's Laxmi ji decided to make an entry, irritating him further.
"Hum pe kyun iss kadar bigadte ho?" She looked at Laxmi ji. "Chedne wale tumhe aur bhi hain.." she bit back a giggle.
Arnav kicked the goat out and strode towards his wife. "Will you stop with your annoying songs?"
"Uff teri adda, I want to talk the way you talk.. Uff teri nazar, it says I wanna keep barking at you .."
Arnav gritted his teeth.
"Khushi.." he caught her arms. "I said, STOP!"
"Kahe pe he jhule ho... aree bemausam, hmm hmm, phoole ho..aaye ho kya kuch pi kar, kyun tumko suroor itna hai .. Ram hi jaane tumko kahe pe guroor itna hai .." She sang.
And Arnav's thread of patience snapped. His hold on her arms tightened, making her yelp. But before he can open his mouth to blast, he heard a yelp from somewhere else, making him push her away.
Khushi's hurt eyes saw him running out of the room. Blinking back the tears, she moved out of the room. She saw him helping his sister walk down the stairs. Even a small yelp from his sister makes him pale with fear. She looked at her paining arms. Wiping her tears, she went inside the room.
Arnav came inside the room after sometime to see his wife seated on the bed, applying ointment on the red marks his hold has left on her arms. He closed his eyes in regret.
Khushi lifted her eyes to look at him. She kept the ointment on the bedside table and stood up, walking towards the bathroom.
"Khushi ...?"
Khushi turned to look at him.
"Khushi ..I .."
She saw him looking at his arms.
"Dil ke ho tum kaale, aree bante ho dilwale... door se dekho mujhko, ya sang mere ab jhoomo...baitho mere raaho me, ya mere kadam ko chummo, main na milungi ..." She is Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, she finishes what she starts, no matter what!. And with that, she slammed the bathroom door on The ASR's face.
Arnav could only stare at the closed door, his mouth wide open!
[Note"
1st Song"Sharminda Hoon (Movie"Ek dewaana tha)
2nd Song--- Zaraa Nazron se kehdo (Movie - Bees Saal Baad )
3rd Song --- Uff Teri Adda[With Khushi's Modulation] (Movie"Karthik calling Karthik)
4th &5th Song --- Main Na Miloongi (Movie - Pyaar Ka Mausam)]
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***Entry 6***
Got your Back
Raizada Mansion was a chaotic affair with everyone running around doing their chores as it was Lavanya's sangeet today. However, Arnav Singh Raizada was away from all the mess, in his room, napping!
It was after 1, so Anjali decided to wake him up when she saw Khushi come out of Arnav's room, sneakily. "Has Chote woken up already?" She asked startling Khushi.
"No di, he's still sleeping." Khushi grinned mischievously and sprinted towards Lavanya's room.
Anjali eyed her suspiciously. She knew something was cooking on Khushi's head ; a new way to trouble Arnav. She shook her head thinking they are never going to change as she walked inside.
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"Khushi if you poke, tickle or do anything else to me, I..."
"Chote its me!" Anjali exclaimed pulling the blanket off his face and screamed at what she saw.
"Di, what happened?" He frowned seeing his sister now laughing.
"It's an important day for your sister, wake up now. Just make sure you wash your face before coming down." She giggled before walking away.
Confused he walked into the washroom and looked terrified at his own reflection in the mirror. "Khushi Gupta, don't you think you can get away making me look like a hulk." he smirked as he washed the green paint away.
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It was evening now so like everyone, he departed to his room to get ready. Entering his room he saw the suit which he had given for ironing placed carefully over the recliner. Walking closer, he noticed stains all over it making his blood boil but he controlled however and walked to the closet to find another suit only to find it locked. "What-the!" escaped his mouth knowing well what was going on. He then turned towards the door to find a jodhpuri-suit hung there with a ":P" note on it. He clenched his jaws together but having no other option wore the suit and walked down in search of some certain Khushi Gupta who was messing around with him.
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The sangeet ceremony had started with people from the brides and grooms side dancing happily and enjoying themselves. Arnav was standing in a corner with his PA when he finally spotted her with the corner of his eyes. Smirking he grabbed Sheetal's hand and walked to the dance-floor. Khushi who was talking with her friends saw him and knew exactly what she had to do. Taking a glass of juice, she gracefully walked towards them and made a show of losing balance, spilling juice on Sheetal's dress making her move away from Arnav's hold.
"What.the.hell.is.your.problem?" he asked though gritted teeth as Sheetal walked away.
"You!" she exclaimed and he pursed his lips together. "Why do you always do this Khushi?"
"Because you don't spare me a look unless I pull any stunt." she sulked.
"Do you think you need to do these stuffs to have my attention?" he smirked making here pout. "Had that been the truth, we wouldn't be getting married the next month, baby." he winked giving her a chaste peck on the cheek and strolled away leaving her all warm and flushed.
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