FF: Deewanapan! Link to new thread in first page! - Page 81

Originally posted by: jasminerahul

so sad.is it done by annie?

CHAPTER 23. HEART FELT WORDS!

Khushi and Geet continued to giggle on Maan's expense while Maan rolled his eyes. Note to yourself Maan Singh Khurana: Never leave these two together alone warna tere image ki dono khatiya khadi kar denge! Maan Singh Khurana, the business tycoon chod yeh log tera naam Maan Singh Khurana, the Idiotic Buffoon bana denge! Suddenly, his phone rang and he thanked Babaji for cutting him a break.

As Maan excused himself and went outside to listen to the phone call. Geet took a seat beside Khushi and stared at her. Khushi's laugh petered out as she noticed Geet's penetrating gaze. Her eyes moved from Geet to her bedsheet and she started fiddling with it.

"Kya baat hai Bhabhi? Aap... Mujhe... Aise kyun...", Khushi mumbled but Geet cut her off by placing her hand on Khushi's. Khushi looked up to see Geet look at her sternly.

"Khushi! Aaj tumne hum dono ko bahut dara diya!", Geet told Khushi gently.

Khushi looked down again. She felt like she was getting scolded by her own mother. Geet had not raised her voice but still Khushi felt she was being scolded.

"Sorry Bhabhi! Aap sabko pareshaan karne ke liye!", Khushi mumbled feeling guilt for making her family worry so much.

Geet shook her head and cupped Khushi's face. She lifted her face and smiled at her gently, "Sorry kyun bol rahi ho? Maine yeh toh nahi kahaa ki ismein tumhaari galti hai!"

Khushi blinked her eyes in confusion and Geet continued, "Main bas yeh keh rahi hoon ki thoda sambhalke raho! Tum mein teen logon ki jaan basi hai!"

Khushi pouted, "Teen?"

Geet looked at her knowingly, "Arnavji nahi hai kya?"

Khushi's eyes widened as she was reminded of Arnav and the thought of him reminded her of the night before the accident. She looked down as she remembered the reason behind her and Arnav's fight and she felt guilty. She agreed that what game Arnav had played with her was wrong but she should not have reacted this badly too, right? She doubted if she would remain Arnav's jaan after a while! After the way she rejected him, she was sure that Arnav would move on soon and most probably with that Annie! Khushi did not know why she felt angered at the thought of Arnav being Annie's, or someone else's for that matter. But she felt irrational anger at the thought of Arnav falling in love with someone else's.

Khushi's rational mind pushed aside her emotions and reminded Khushi that she has no right to feel angry about Arnav falling for someone else when she has no claim on Arnav at all. But Khushi did not know why her heart felt as if leaving Arnav would not be good for her. But why was she worrying about this? Khushi's mind reminded her. After the way she rejected Arnav, Arnav would surely hate her by now.

Some of Khushi's emotions must have shown on her face as Geet spoke up, "Kya baat hai Khushi?"

Khushi was brought out of her thoughts at Arnav's words and she looked at Geet in surprise. Geet smiled knowingly, "Mujhe pata hai tum kya soch rahi ho?"

Khushi's eyes widened. Inhein kaise pata?

Geet giggled, "Tum yahi soch rahi ho na ki tumhaare Arnavji tumse milne kyun nahi aaye?"

Khushi looked down sadly. Humaare Arnavji? Woh ab humaare nahi rahe Bhabhi! Isliye toh humse milne nahi aaye! Woh finally aage badh chuke honge!

Geet must have seen the sadness in her eyes as she piped up, "Arre! Sad mat ho! Woh yahin hai!"

Khushi looked up in shock. Arnavji? Yahaan?

Geet smiled, "Do minute! Abhi unhein andar bulaati hoon!"

Geet scrambled off to get Arnav while Khushi felt tears well up in her eyes. Humne aapke saath itna bura bartaav kiya aur aap phir bhi humse milne aaye? Kyun Arnavji kyun?

Khushi was so lost in her thoughts that she did not notice Arnav entering the room. She only noticed him when Arnav cleared his throat. She looked at the doorway to see Arnav still standing there looking lost and unsure. Khushi smiled hesitantly and Arnav took it as a signal to enter the room. He stopped few steps away from her bed as if unsure whether he had the right to sit by her or not. Khushi whispered, "Baithiye!" And Arnav jerkily walked towards her and sat on the chair; all his movements depicting awkwardness and uncertainty. Khushi assumed that he was either unsure of his position in her life or unsure of whether he wants to be a part of her life or not. She wanted it to be the former because the latter meant that Arnav was already thinking of distancing himself from her.

For a while both remained quiet but then Arnav spoke up slowly, "Tum theek ho?"

Khushi nodded.

Arnav wanted to do and say so many things. He wanted to hug Khushi, wanting to ensure that she was actually alive and safe. He wanted to check her for her injuries, wanting to ensure that she will survive this ordeal. He wanted to tell her that when he heard the news of her accident, he felt as if someone had ripped his heart out of his chest. He wanted to tell her that when he heard from Maan that she was ok, he felt as if he was finally able to breathe again. He wanted to tell her that it was only after seeing her few minutes back, he realized that his world had started moving again. But he remained quiet, scared whether he had any right to say those words.

The Arnav before the fight would have said it on to her face just after hugging the life out of her but Arnav of today was scared that his words or actions would evoke another harsh rejection from her and Arnav was not ready for another round of rejection. His heart had still not recovered from their fight enough to brave another rejection.

Khushi broke the silence by questioning Arnav, "Aap yahaan...kyun?", Khushi mumbled out wanting to know why he was here after she humiliated him so thoroughly with her harsh words.

Arnav looked up at her words and smiled sadly, "Itna sab hone ke baad bhi tum yeh sawaal pooch rahi ho?" How can she ask him this question, after the lengths he went to make her fall for him? Arnav mused.

Khushi shrugged as her fingers fiddled with her bedsheet, "Itna sab hua isliye toh pooch rahe hain!" How come you still care Arnavji, when I humiliated and rejected you in such a harsh manner? Khushi questioned him in her mind.

Arnav let out a mirthless laugh, "Do I still have to explain to you Khushi? I still love you!" How can she not know that? Arnav wondered.

Khushi looked at him with tear filled eyes, "Aap abhi bhi humse..." She trailed off uncomfortable to say the word love. How can he still love me? Khushi pondered.

Arnav looked at her with sadness and amusement, "Love is not switch, Khushi that I can switch on and switch off when I want. Believe me! I have tried it!"

Both looked at each other and then simultaneously they chuckled. And soon they started laughing softly. Both had mirth on their faces as they chuckled while shaking their heads. After a while, their laugh petered out and both awkwardly looked around, everywhere except at each other.

Khushi spoke up softly breaking the silence and shocking Arnav with her question.

"Aapne toh humse pyaar kar liya! Aur humaare dil mein apne liye jagah banaane ki bhi thaanli! Lekin kabhi aapne socha hai ki kya hoga agar humein kabhi aapse pyaar na hua toh? Kya hoga agar hum aapse kabhi na pyaar karein toh?" She left unsaid what she wanted to say but she was sure Arnav understood it. She was trying to tell him that it was better if he moved on.

Arnav shook his head and blurted out, "Khushi! I don't care!"

Khushi looked at him in shock.

Arnav grasped her hand with his and spoke to her with anguish in his eyes, "You know till yesterday all I wanted was you to be mine. I was ready to do anything and everything to make sure that you became mine; that my love for you stopped being one sided. I was ready to woo you, to use every trick in the book to make sure that you were mine. But today the accident, it taught me a lesson Khushi!"

Arnav had tears in his eyes while Khushi's tears started flowing already.

Arnav continued speaking but now his eyes showed determination, "The accident taught me that I don't care! I don't care whether you love me or not! I seriously don't care! All I want is for you to be alive and happy! That's all I want! If it is with me, that is great! If it is with someone else, that is ... Not great but I will be happy because you are happy!"

Arnav grasped her hand tightly and smiled sadly at her, "Main bas tumhein Khush dekhna chaahta hoon, Khushi! That's all I want! Whether it is with me or not, that has stopped being relevant!"

Khushi smiled softly at him and Arnav cupped her face, "Aur rahi baat meri, toh sun lo! Yeh Arnav Singh Raizada, sirf aur sirf tumse pyaar karta hai aur tumse hi karega! I will keep on loving you forever and ever and ever!"

Khushi for the first time felt her heart skip beat, for the first time she stopped breathing and for the first time she felt butterflies in her stomach and heat infused into her cheeks as her skin warmed at his touch. She looked into his eyes and found for the first time that she was loosing herself into them. Khushi leaned towards him and Arnav mesmerized by her moved towards her. They leaned towards each other and for the first time Khushi wanted this to happen. Her lips itched to be touched by his and her heart thumped in her chest wanting the ecstasy the kiss would bring. Her whole body felt alive as she leaned towards him when suddenly a phone rang shattering the peace in the room and bringing tension between the duo as they sprang apart and looked away in shock.

It was Arnav's phone ringing and using it as an excuse, he almost ran out of the room. As he stepped out, he looked around but his eyes weren't focused on anything. What happened there? This was the second time they almost kissed. But who had initiated it? And what would have happened if they kissed. For the first time, Arnav was thankful that they did not kiss and ruin whatever friendship left behind after his jealousy game.

Khushi was in shock for a while after Arnav left the room. She slowly lifted her fingers onto her lips as she wondered for the first time how it would feel to have Arnav's lips on hers. As she remembered the almost kiss at the night of the party, for the first time instead of feeling disgusted she felt disappointed. Even now when the phone rang, she felt disappointment. But why? Her rational mind questioned as she frowned. Yes! Why am I suddenly feeling this way? Aapne hum pe kya jaadu kar diya Arnavji? She slowly lied down on the bed as she wondered why she felt disappointed at not being kissed by Arnav!

Meanwhile, Outside the room, few minutes earlier right after Geet came out and before Arnav entered it...

Maan had just ended talking on his phone when Geet came out of the room and told Arnav to go meet Khushi. Arnav hesitated at first but Maan nodded at him and Geet smiled at him and Arnav took it as a signal and taking a deep breath, he trudged in. Geet walked over to Maan and stood by him, both lost in their thoughts.

Geet spoke up suddenly, bringing Maan out of his thoughts, "Mujhe chutti chaahiye!"

Maan frowned and looked at her as if she was out of her mind, "Kya?"

Geet looked at him and then she realized that while discussing with herself in her mind, she forgot to fill Maan in.

She smiled sheepishly, "Main soch rahi thi ki ab jab Khushi ka haath aur pair ka fracture hua hai toh use apni Bhabhi ki help ki jaroorat hogi na!"

Maan frowned, "Tumhaari help ki kyun jaroorat hogi? Main hoon na!"

Geet smiled at him sweetly and replied in a sweet voice, "Oh! Toh use kapde pehenaane mein, nahaane mein aap madat karoge?"

Maan's eyes widened and his face paled in horror as he realized that Khushi would need help in taking bath and changing clothes and he definitely cannot help with that.

Geet giggled at Maan's expression and then straightened up as she spoke, "Isi liye main soch rahi thi ki main Khushi ko apne saath le jaaun! Mere saath rahegi toh main uska khayaal rakh sakungi!"

Maan frowned and Geet continued, "Aur haan! Isliye mujhe chutti chaahiye!"

Maan looked at her with a soft smile, "Tum meri behen ke liye itna sab karogi?"

Geet's jaw dropped open and she placed her hands on her hips as she glared at him, "Hey Babaji! Woh sirf aapki behen hai kya? Meri nanad hai woh! Hone waali hai toh kya hua? Par rishta toh usi waqt jud chuka tha jab aapne mujhe yeh anghuti pehenaayi thi!" She flashed her hand at him showing him the ring as she continued, "Toh ab Khushi mere bhi parivar ka hissa hui! Toh phir kabhi mujhse mat poochiyega ki main kya itna sab kuch Khushi ke liye karungi ki nahi! Samjhe!"

Geet was surprised when instead of looking guilty for questioning her, Maan smiled tenderly, pulled her close and hugged her so tight that it took her while to get over the surprise. He slowly pulled away and kissed her forehead while whispering, "Thanks Geet!" Geet noticed that he had tears in his eyes. "Maan?", Geet whispered in confusion. Maan shook his head and smiled at her.

They stood there for a while waiting for Arnav to come out when Maan suddenly piped up, "You can move in with me!" "Ji?", Geet looked at him in surprise. Maan smiled at her softly, "Tum mere ghar shift ho jaao! Rajji ke saath! Khushi ka khayaal bhi rakhlogi aur tum teeno milke engagement ki planning bhi karlena!"

Geet frowned, "Woh toh Pinky ke ghar mein bhi ho sakta hai!"

Maan shrugged, "Lekin main apni Gudiya ke baghair kaise rahunga?" Maan gave her a knowing look and Geet huffed. She knew that loneliness was not the only reason Maan wanted her in his house. She narrowed her eyes at him letting him know that his trick was caught.

Maan sneaked a hand around her waist and pulled her close making Geet squeak in surprise, "Maan jaaona Geet?"

Geet lightly smacked him on his arm, "Maan! Sab log dekh rahe hain!", she whispered in alarm as she looked around embarrassedly and worriedly.

Maan shrugged, "Toh maan jaao! Mere saath mere ghar chalo! Warna main tumhein chodunga nahi!"

Geet opened her mouth to refuse but she realized that refuting Maan when he was being stubborn was useless.

She huffed, "Theek hai! Main aur Rajji, jis din Khushi discharge hogi, us din aapke saath aapke ghar chalenge!"

Maan gave her a smug smile, kissed her cheek and pulled his hand away and Geet gave a sigh of relief.

Thanks, take care and have fun,

Kalpana

Originally posted by: Kalpana_Writer

Sheen! What a beautiful and unique name! Bolte waqt hi bada sweet lagta hai! What does it mean?