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Awesome update

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Arnav is turning into a sadist.

Part 5

"Where have you been?" Khushi asked as Rudra took the seat behind the wheel.

Rudra looked at Khushi.

"Nowhere. It's just that I will resume my work from tomorrow, so was just asking Sahil about the recent projects our group has taken.." Rudra replied and started the ignition.

Khushi nodded at him and turned her face to look out of the window. She rested her head on the window, the city passing by her. Everything was moving, then why was she still stuck at one place? Khushi closed her eyes as the silent cool breeze of the night caressed her face. She needs to move on. She wants to move on. But something was stopping her. Some tiny part of her heart was betraying her. Her hand on her lap fisted the silk material of her saaree. A bile against her own self rouse from the pit of her stomach. How can she? She is married now. Even the thought of some other man is a sin. And she is not a sinner. She is not. She will move on. She will. She will kill the tiny part of her heart which was betraying her.

"Khushi..." Rudra looked at Khushi as he parked the car in the parking lot. But she was asleep. Unbuckling his seat belt he got out of the car, coming across to open her side of the door. Careful not to disturb her, he picked her in his arms.

"I...I am..sorry...I am sorry..R..udra..ji...I am sorry...Forgive me..." Rudra looked at Khushi as he laid her on the bed. Carefully keeping her head on the pillow, he sat beside her. His thumb caressed her cheek as he stared down at her beautiful face.

"I will be lying, Khushi if I say it doesn't hurts. It hurts to see how he still affects you so much...So much that..." Rudra closed his eyes. "But you are not wrong, Khushi. No need to apologize. All you need is time...and I will give you that.." Rudra smiled as he saw her face relax, as if she is listening to him. Tucking her inside the blanket he got up from the bed.

"But Sir, we really can't do that..." Aman looked at his Boss in confusion. He was not in his senses, his legs wavering, keeping his eyes open seemed a difficult task for him. But his voice? His voice remained the same. Authoritative.Frightening.

"I can..." Arnav lifted his loaded eyes to look at his Manager. "I BLOODY CAN, AMAN!! Just do as I said. I bloody own this company. And I, Arnav Singh Raizada can do anything." He fell on his chair as his legs gave up. "What does that man think? He will go around dictating Arnav Singh Raizada and he will get away with that?! LIKE HELL I WILL ALLOW THAT! He should know who Arnav Singh Raizada is. His wife knows, and he should know too. I will teach her a lesson for pulling that stunt in front of me. I will...I will Aman...I will...Just do as I say...Just do it..." Taking the support of the desk, he got up from his chair and started walking towards the exit on his two wobbly legs.

"Rudra ji! Don't go without having your breakfast! Just give me few more minutes!" Khushi shouted from the kitchen.

"Don't worry Khushi, there's still time. No hurry." Rudra replied.

Khushi sighed in relief.

"Pata nahi aaj uthne me itni der kaise ho gayi..." She muttered to herself and worked her hands hurriedly to complete the breakfast.

Rudra entered the dining area to see her placing the dishes on the table.

Khushi lifted her eyes to see him making his way towards her.

"Breakfast is ready, Rudra ji. I am sorry I got up late. Can you do me a favor? Can you please wake me up when you go for jogging? I don't know why but alarm clocks do nothing to my ears. I..."

"It's ok, Khushi. You are not late. No need to say sorry and yes, I can wake you up provided you sleep on time..." Rudra smiled as he took his chair.

Khushi nodded her head and served him the breakfast.

"My wallet..?" Rudra searched his pocket as he stood all ready for office.

"Wait, I will bring.." Khushi ran inside the room.

"Here it is.." Khushi extended the wallet.

Rudra smiled and took the wallet.

Khushi looked at him for few seconds. She gulped, her palms clutched her saree. You can do it Khushi. You can do it! Khushi chanted mentally.

Rudra looked at her confused.

"Khushi?"

Khushi opened her eyes and looked at his confused face. You can do it Khushi. You have to move on, Remember? You can do it. Khushi inched closer to him. Standing on her toes to reach him, she softly pecked his cheek.

Rudra stared at her, too shocked.

"Khushi..?"

"Umm...Bye..." Khushi nervously waved her hand at him.

Unable to form anything, he waved back at her and exited the house.

Khushi's hand instantly roused to her heart, which was thudding painfully.

"Calm down Khushi...Calm down...He is doing so much for you...You can atleast try to give him a normal married life..." Khushi tried to regulate her heartbeat. She should start afresh. Dwelling in her past will only bring pain and hurt to her as well as to Rudra, who loves her, who is doing so much for her. If not for herself, she should do it for him.

"What?! But Sahil, they can't change the policy over night. How can they?"

"I don't know Rudra. But unfortunately our new Boss has changed the policy. He had passed the notice this morning. The notice clearly states, his companies don't provide home loans and all the employees whose loans are pending, will have to vacant their house. He told, now it's his company and it will work in the same manner his other companies are running." Sahil gave a apologetic look to Rudra as he knew the new apartment he had taken was on home loan, which is not even half way through it.

Rudra ran his hand in his thick hair.Arnav Singh Raizada! He had never in his 28 year of life had seen a man like him. Along with him he is making the other employees suffer too. Now how is he going to arrange a house in such a short time? Where will he take Khushi?

"Rudra Sir, Boss has called you." Rudra looked at the peon standing in front of him. He acknowledged with a nod.

Arnav lifted his head from the file as he heard the knock at the door.

"Come in" throwing his file on the desk, he leaned back.

Rudra entered the cabin. His jaw tightened as he looked at the man sitting in front of him.

"Mr. Raizada!" Rudra started only to be cut off by Arnav.

"Sir...Sir, Mr.Ranawat. I am your Boss." Arnav got up from the chair and came across his desk.

"Do. Hell. With. Your. Sir. Do you get me?" Rudra let out through his gritted teeth.

"Tsk tsk tsk...Rudra. I hope you don't mind me calling you Rudra. Showing such attitude to your Boss is not healthy for your job here.."

"The pleasure will be all mine, Arnav. I hope you don't mind me calling you Arnav, do you? I will gladly leave this company. "

"No no Rudra, you can't. I hope you have signed some contract with this company. And as you are homeless already, breaking the contract will suck every penny out of you. And I am pretty sure you don't want that..."

Rudra's ragging eyes looked in his calm one.

"Your anger will achieve you nothing, Rudra. But if you want everything the way it was earlier , then all you need to do is leave Khushi and send her to me..."

Rudra's hand lifted, with the only purpose of tearing apart the man in front of him. But he stopped.

"You know what, Arnav? You disgust me. Touching you feels like I am touching something filthy. " His insides were boiling, boiling with rage.

"You can think anything you please. I told you what I want, now the choice is all yours." He leaned against his desk.

"I will choose, Arnav. I will choose well. All I want to say is take the notice back. You want me to vacant the house, so I will. But don't bother the other employees. I don't want all of them to suffer because of me and because of their new generous Boss."

"Good. Good that you understood what I REALLY want. So just pass a message to your lovely wife. Tell her to think twice before pulling stunts like last night before me."

"YOU! You , Mr.Raizada don't get to dictate what my wife should do and doesn't . Do you get me? She will do what she likes, what she wants."

Arnav smiled as the door of his cabin was slammed shut. It was just a beginning. Just a mere beginning.

"Aap aagaye?" Khushi welcomed her husband with a smile which faltered soon seeing him not reciprocating her smile, for the first time. But again putting a smile, she began. "You sit, I will bring tea for you..." as she saw him walking towards the sofa, she turned towards the kitchen to make his tea.

"Aap ki chai, Rudra ji."Khushi kept the tea on the table in front of him. She saw his head hung down, his palm covering his face. She frowned as he didn't acknowledged her call.

"Rudra ji, tea. Have it, otherwise it will turn cold." But still she got no reply.

She moved towards him.

"Rudra ji, what happened?" she kept her hand on his shoulder. Must be tired. Thinking that, she kept her hand on his head. "Are you tired, Rudra ji? Is your head hurting? I will massage it. Don't worry..."

"FOR GOD SAKE KHUSHI! CAN'T YOU BE QUIET FOR FEW MINUTES!!"

Khushi jumped back, frightened out of her wits.

"I...I am sorry...I am sorry , Rudra ji..." Khushi stammered, her eyes filling instantly.

Rudra fisted his palm and closed his eyes. Every fiber of his body boiling with rage. But it was not for her. He was directing his anger at wrong person.

"Khushi..." he tried to catch her arms, but she flinched back, afraid. Closing his eyes in regret, he brought her near him. "I am sorry, Khushi. I was upset over something and I ...I am really sorry..please maaf kardo...I am sorry.."

"It's its ok..." she tried to go away but Rudra caught her.

"Khushi, please I am sorry ...I am really sorry..." He took her in his arms. "And please don't say it's ok when it's clearly not. I am sorry... I am really sorry ...Will never repeat this again...please iss baar maaf kardo?"

Khushi's hand lifted to rest on his shoulder.

"It's ok...but don't scare me next time..."

Rudra chuckled.

"Will never.." he promised and pulled away from the hug.

"Why are you so tense?" Khushi asked, looking in his eyes.

Rudra averted his eyes.

"Is it related to me?"

Rudra's eyes jerked up to meet hers and she got her answer.

"What...What happened?" she asked in a shaky voice.

"Nothing, Khushi..It's just that...There's a change in company's policy and according to the change we will have to vacant this house..."

"And the change is because of me, right?" her misted eyes looked in his

"No Khushi..." he wiped the tear which had just rolled down her pale cheek. "It's not because of you...It's because of that selfish man. So don't you ever blame yourself of anything."

"It's me, Rudra ji...all because of me...all these is because of me...I hate that man! I hate him! Why can't he leave us alone?!! Why can't he.?"

"Shhh...It's ok, Khushi. I will arrange a house. But for tonight, I don't know where we will stay..." Rudra looked at her apologetically.

Khushi smiled.

"Don't worry, Rudra ji. Devi Maiya will show us some path. She had always shown. She will help us..." Khushi assured him. "Come, we will pack our clothes."

Rudra nodded his head and they walked towards their room.

Arnav stared at the photo ahead as another scorching liquid burned his throat. Soon she will come to know whom she was messing with. Kissing that bas***d in front of his naked eyes? What did she think? He will let her go that easily. No. She will pay. She will pay for every drip of his blood. She had asked for this. He don't want to do this. But he is helpless, helpless in front of his heart. His heart seeks revenge. Revenge for burning him in hell.

He gasped for some air as his lungs denied to fill it. His insides burned. The alcohol now playing with his senses.

"I will drink. I WILL DRINK! No body. NOBODY can stop me. I will do whatever I want. NOBODY CAN STOP ME!! NOBODY!!" he carried his wobbly legs towards her picture. "Not even you. Do you hear me, khushi?" he leaned on the pic. "Why Khushi? Why you did that? You should have not done that, Khushi...You shouldn't have... " His hands landed on the guitar leaning against the wall. He picked it up.

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jt0UksC8mnw[/YOUTUBE]

meri bebasi ka bayaan hai

bas chal raha na is ghadi..

ras hasrat ka nichod doon

kas baahon mein aa tod doon

chahoon kya jaanoon na,

chheen loon,

chood doon

It's the voice of my helplessness

At this time, it's out of control..

should I make squeeze out the wishes,

come I'll break you tight in my arms

I don't know what I want,

should I snatch,

should I let go..

is lamhe kya kar jaaoon

is lamhe kya kar jaaoon

is lamhe kya kar doon main jo mujhe chain mile aaram mile

aur ho aur ho saans ka shor ho aanch ki or badhe

aur ho aur ho saans ka shor ho taap ki or chadhe

aur ho aur ho aur mile hum aur bhi jal jaayen

what can I do at this moment

what can I do at this moment

what should I do at this moment do that I get peace, relaxation..

there should be more, more noise of breaths and move towards the flame,

there should be more, more noise of breaths and rise towards the heat,

there should be more, we should get more and we should burn even more..

tujhe pehli baar main milta hoon, har dafa

meri bebasi ka bayaan hai (O soniyaa)

tujhe chheen loon ya chhod doon

tujhe maang loon ya mod doon

I meet you for the first time, every time,

it's the voice of my helplessness (O my love)

should I snatch you or leave you,

should I ask for you or let you go another way..

is lamhe kya kar jaaoon

is lamhe kya kar doon main jo mujhe chain mile aaram mile

aur ho aur ho saans ka shor ho aanch ki or badhe

aur ho aur ho saans ka shor ho taap ki or chadhe

aur ho aur ho aur mile hum aur bhi jal jaayen

main hasrat mein ik uljhi dor hua

suljha de

main dastak hoon tu band kivadon sa

khul ja re ho..

o bebasi man mein basi

aa jeete jeete jee le sapna

aur ho aur ho saans ka shor ho aanch ki or badhe

aur ho aur ho aur mile hum aur bhi jal jaayen

I have become a string tangled in wish,

untangle me..

I am a knock and you are like closed doors,

open..

O helpness staying in the heart,

come, live and while living, live the dream..

there should be more, more noise of breaths and move towards the flame,

there should be more, we should get more and we should burn even more..

roke se na ruke, ye na thake,

aandhi si jo chale, in saanson ki,

pata bhi bina chale, kahan pe kya jale

hai dar se tan man ki sihran se hasrat ki sulgan si

bhadke aur..

shola shola jale bujhe dhuan dhuan

dhuan dhuan lage mujhe dhuan dhuan..

meri bebasi ka bayaan hai...

even on stopping it does not stop,

when a storm of breaths starts,

no one knows what burns where,

there is burning of wish due to shivering of body n soul because of fear

it should burn more..

only fireballs should burn and not smoke,

smoke feels smokey to me,

it's the voice of my helplessness..

"Helplessness ... I hate this feeling, Khushi...Helplessness...I hate it...I need power...power over my heart...my heart...which is owned by you..."

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I didnt get the story

Is dis story abt rudra n khushi n arnav gonna b the villain..den m srry to say i wont b reading this story henceforth..if dis nt a arshi story!!

Arnav ko pura villain bana ke rhka hai ismein..i cnt bare dst seriously!!
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This one superb concept shona... glued to this mysterious story..

Superb update arnav is in pain but is due to his own deeds why cant he leave khushi alone??

great update I think arnav is pshyco