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Fighting Fate

CHAPTER 15 - MahaaUpdate


Part 1

Dont love me so much that it only hurts you...

Jiji, I do not want to marry this ape man! Payal whined over phone turning the car key in the ignition.

Now what turbulence did he bring in your life? Khushi chuckled gathering her belongings into her handbag.

Nothing Jiji. Thats the whole problem! Ever since you asked him to handle the business, he had gone insane..no no not insane...He has become mentally retarded alien...

Khushi halted a brief moment to process her crazy sister's theory on Mr. NandKishore. The picture of a Mentally retarded alien being President of her company did not fit well in her brain, and she ended up guffawing.

No wonder why he took forever to ask you for a date.

Oh please dont remind me those dukh-bhari days Jiji. He was more nervous than any girl would be before her first kiss.

I hope you realize you are not giving me good impression of my company's president. I will have hard time appraising his performance.

Do me a favor Jiji, after you are back demote him. In fact suspend him, even better!

Khushi burst into spurt of laughter, coiling her phone charger.

...Chodo Jiji. Why don't I remember that you play deaf ear to my rants.

What else should I do? You leave no stone bit*hing about my best friend.

Jiji, pleaseee do some thing. He is so busy these days that he has no time for me.

Hmm let me think. Khushi walked over to the window, to grab her watch when she spotted Arnav sitting on terrace. I think I got an idea Payal.

Really? Kya?

Listen, being his best friend and boss, I cant scheme behind his back...

Toh?

I am thinking, how about we make your Jiju smack your boyfriend's butt off the chair.

Sisters broke into another round of guffaw..

Fantastic idea Jiji. But when and how?

Very difficult question. When your Jiju ditches his mistress and..

Kya? Jiju and another wom...

Uffooo I meant his anger. So when Anger is OUT and this Khushi is IN, you can plea your case to Jiju...

Jiji!

Hmm?

How are you managing? Is he being very mad at you?

Nahi toh. We are absolutely fine. Khushi spoke watching him work on his laptop. And what else going on. She quickly diverted the topic not to publicize their private life.

Totally forgot to tell. AdiNav warden called me to inform that Anjali Verma visited the center requesting permission to see Sapna's daughter.

You mean..

Yes our Anjali, Jiju sister.

Kyun? Is she planning to adopt?

Looks like Jiji. She put in a request to see the baby. Warden said she needs to get back to her after taking your permission. It seems Anjali has informed about our relation but I wonder why she didnt come to you first.

Because she knows the reasons I am here for. She probably didnt want to bother me. Did Nani come along?

No I was told she was the only one who visited.

Aman?

I dont think he accompanied her.

Find out about that. Until my further instruction, ask warden to take the baby profile off the adoption list. If Aman didnt accompany her, I have a feeling that he is not in this decision. But Anjali is not someone who would proceed with such matters keeping him dark.

Do you want to find out whats happening with them from Jiju?

I dont think they would have shared anything with him yet. They probably must be thinking He has enough problems to be bothered with more, which is why Anjali didnt discuss anything with me even. So lets just play by the ears and we will take it from there.

But Jiji, I heard Sapna wants to settle this ASAP.

I know I spoke to her. She is free to leave the premises any day she wants. AdiNav can care for the baby. But Payal, if Aman and Anjali are planning to adopt, you can call that baby as the most fortunate and I dont think I can find better parents than them. So its worth waiting and taking chance.

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Girfriend, this is f**king nuts!!! Aman cried out irritated, joining the ladies for the breakfast.

Language my dear! Nani politely chided smearing butter on her toast while Anjali giggled enjoying all the rebukes he is receiving these days for his out-of-control language.

I cant girlfriend, this is so depressing! Can you imagine me with grey hair? Freaking ones popped up this morning out of nowhere. What will my 16th girlfriend Savita think about me? He winked at their maid Savita as she walked in to drop the tulsi leaves that nani asked a while ago.

Sniggering at him, Nani mumbled to Anjali, Time to celebrate and file for divorce. Lets find us an youngster.

Awesome! Didnt I tell you Savita that my plan will be hit! Savita you just need to ditch your husband and move in with me. We will make great couple, I assure you!

70 year old Savita blushed almost stuffing her pallu into her mouth to stifle the ear to ear grin, while he earned a sharp slap on his shoulder from Anjali.

I wonder if you will ever change at least after kids. Nani teased while the subject of kids reminded him the promise he made to Anjali to think over the idea of adoption. Anjali though never raised the topic after that day, Aman knew that she is eagerly waiting for his decision. And he is also aware that she visited Sapna's child once in the recent times. A hidden truth he came to know from their driver, one day when he couldnt reach her on phone.

But he didnt question nor objected, being the man who gave all the freedom of world to her and who equally knows that she is not someone who pressurizes him for her wants and wishes.

Nani getting up from the table, dabbing the napkin to wipe her lips, she uttered with note of finality, I am going to say the same thing I told years ago to my Son. If you both are planning to adopt make sure you treat the child as princely and priceless as possible. Otherwise it would turn into a curse in the family. We have already witnessed once, I dont want another betrayed Arnav in the family.

With that Nani left leaving the couple flabbergasted.

How did she come to know? Aman asked quizzically.

I told her...

Aman looked at her surprised. But we havent decided anything.

Aman, I am not sure what your decision is going to be in this. But a child would enter in our lives only if both our families agree to it. Our lone decision will not be enough to raise an adopted kid happy. I need everyone's approval on this.

Why are you doing this Anjali? Why suddenly?

Its not sudden Aman. I have been thinking for a while.

Ever since you came to know how wrong you were about Arnie? Aman cupped her face encouraging her speak her heart out.

Ever since I came to know that I destroyed 2 innocent lives, no infact, 4 lives...Adi, Bhai, Khushi, Adarsh.

And like every other time I am going to tell you once again, it was not your mistake. You are not responsible for Adi's monstrous acts, you are not responsible for Bhabhi's decision nor for the fate of that kid born to the broken family.

I dont know how to explain myself. I dont know how to make you understand what I am going through. I was responsible to break so many lives.

And so you want to make a life by adopting that child. And you think you will come out of this self-pity?

Aman?

Oh come on Anjali. Dont start it again. You are not comparing Apples to Oranges here. Its absurd to adopt hoping it would wash over the guilt you have built in yourself.

Angrily wiping her tears, deeply hurt with his words, she lashed out at him, You very well know thats not the only reason I want us to adopt. In case you forgot, let me remind you, the day Khushi peeled the real life of the great ASR who was once begging the streets for few coins, I decided the very moment to give life to at least one kid. I shared my decision on the same day. Time to brush up your memory Mr. Aman Verma..She snatched her cell phone from the table and was about to leave when Aman held her wrist and stopped her.

Pulling her into tight embrace, he mumbled on her shoulders, I am sorry. I didnt meant to hurt you. I am just finding it hard to accept the whole concept. Honestly I dont know what and how to think about it. I need time and lot of understanding of what I am getting ourselves into. Pulling out of embrace, cupping her face, You do know how nervous I get with such complicated matters of life, dont you? He tried to ease the situation and poor soul relieved earning the chuckle from her.

It doesnt need to happen today or this year. I can wait as long as it happens before I die.

Ahh dont worry, God wont risk calling you soon. He needs peace...

Next moment landed a sharp elbow in his guts...

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Turning on his laptop, Arnav stretched his feet on one of the lounge chairs laid on his terrace. Wallowing in the luxury of the morning sun, he worked his brawny fingers on the keyboard wrapping up the headlines on the AR's economic report he will be presenting to all the executives this afternoon.

Distracted to the faint beeps chiming on his cell phone, he plonked his laptop on the table and grabbed his phone to read the number prompted on the display. Recognizing the series of digits, the phone number that is yet to be saved, he followed his head in the direction of her bedroom one floor below, visible through the slotted parapet.

His attention was forced back to the phone that flooded with more and more messages, a loud whimper WAIT, involuntarily escaped his lips, trying to keep up with her assault early in the morning.

Good Morning! What are you doing?

Stupid Me asking stupid question! Must be basking under the Sun feeding more heat to your lover Ms. Anger. Sorry..sorry..sorry wont bother your intimate moments.

Leaving to DM [DeleKtable Morsel], letting you know lest you should worry.

He gave the phone a shy to the table in front and continued with his work. The messages stopped, and so did his business brain abruptly.

It didnt take much time for the damage to his brain to happen and he already found himself walking over to the edge of the parapet, from where he will have better view of the street that is connected to the front of his house.

She is no where to be spotted on the street. Sipping his piping hot black tea, he leaned his back against the parapet, reasoning that its impossible for anyone to pace out of sight that quick.

Hope I am not the one you are looking for!

He snapped his head in the direction of the frolic remark. There she stood right below the parapet, in all her radiance, fluttering her brows, generously lashing out her teasing smile.

Straightening his shoulders, uncrossing his feet, he quickly turned away but not before returning a nonchalant face.

Chuckling in triumph, she walked to exit the house. Unlocking the gate, she turned to get a glimpse of him walking away and shrieked to gain his attention...

Oyeee...The cry was frantic and wild with mischief and excitement.

Shocked, surprised, He spun around before he could stop himself, the curiosity bringing the most out of him...

Walking backwards out of the gate, locking his eyes in a titillating stare, Khushi puckered her lips into her palm, then opened each finger to lay it out flat and blew the flying feather kiss gently, batting her luscious lashes with a half-smile.

Arnav found himself holding his breath realizing what just struck his heart in these split seconds. He stalled every damn thoughts of his mind, and turned away from the world that just swept him off his feet.

Try not to miss me too much...Khushi walked away passing her share of captions to the scene.

Arnav shaking his head, his lips curved up into an enthralled quirk uttering Pagal!

But not before he paced few steps, something struck him and he turned around instantly to the street now abandoned by her.

This cannot be Khushi. His Khushi never initiated such intimate moments boldly. He had always known her blushing and quivering in nervousness be it a peck or anything more than that. How could all this be her? He wondered and worried at the same time.

Dialing a number speedily, Aman I wont be able to attend any meetings for the day.

...

Everything fine, Just need some personal time off..I will send you presentation, you may take over. He absently spoke with his eyes still glued to the house entrance where he had seen her last, taking day off just to know her closer.

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Dressed in steel grey slacks and blue dress shirt, Arnav turned the bike key to the right to its ignitionbike reversing it out of his house. He must have rode few meters when he noticed a postal van in the rear view mirror, stopping in front of his house. Turning the wheel, he reached the delivery boy in moments and was asked for Khushi Singh Raizada.

She lives next door. What do we have? Arnav asked turning off the ignition.

We have an overnight package for her. The man was about to walk towards her entrance when Arnav prompted, She is not home. You may want to come...checking his time...at the end of your shift, may be around 8PM.

My shift ends at 5PM Sir. If she is not available, she authorized her husband Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada to take package on her behalf. Do you know if he is available?

Right infront of you!

The postman stared at Arnav baffled, wondering what kind of husband is he to to try to send the postman without collecting wife's mail.

Snapping his fingers infront of the postman's face, Arnav snatched the package and sent the man away signing the copy of receipt.

The package read is addressed from Indian Consulate with her Passport in it. Parking the bike, he took out the spare key of her house that Aman gave when they changed the locks an year ago. Both buddies keep a spare key for each other properties, a tradition that they have been following ever since they introduced safe lockers in the AR a decade ago.

Entering her house, he placed her passport on the coffee table and quickly exited but not before giving a rough look around the pristine clean house.

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Part 2 Next Post

Fighting Fate

CHAPTER 15 - MahaaUpdate


Part 3

The lady has gone crazy. I tried to handcuff her, she literally lashed me onto the wall. I am sure she is mental.

One of the border patrol officer adjusting his belt murmured to his peers keeping a close look on Khushi who is made to wait in the investigation room.

I agree she kept mumbling something all the time. I think she has some medical condition. We cant do much other than to wait for the background check to get done.

Dont touch me! Her voice feeble and her feet about to collapse any moment, chanting the words to herself.

Khushi was on her way to the restaurant when border patrol team stopped her along with the other people in town for random check. Khushi was instantly taken into custody, paying the price for tearing her Passport travel document. Since then She had been put in the investigation room without any contact to outside world, confiscating all her belongings, a standard procedure until the suspect's name is cleared.

The lady who was calm and composed for an hour started to hyperventilate and tremble when one of the officers offered her water. Instantly past haunted her and she convinced herself that they are here to take advantage of her by drugging her. She turned hysterical throwing everything she could get hold off onto them, screaming not to come closer. Forcefully, few officers had to pin her down to cuff her, of course they wouldn't have succeeded without putting a strenuous fight. The officers who lack experience and not equipped well due to the underdeveloped community, repeatedly failed to talk her through and calm her raged, frightened nerves, and massive strength a rap* victim could ever have.

Dont touch me! She repeatedly mumbled these words, standing by the corner in the room away from the officers. Even though she was given proper chair, she refused so that she could put as much distance as possible.

Khushi...She heard a faint whisper and instantly snapped her head to find Arnav standing at the door.

As he walked towards her, her eyes grew misty. She felt weak, powerless, and all she wanted to do was to cry and tell him how miserable and sick she felt to be put up in a room of men, reminding her every second the way she was confined on a ghastly night.

But the hours of stampeded panic attacks she had gone through brought the worst out of her, numbing her mind in overwhelming fright. Unable to control and channel her own need to scream out her frustration at the niggling nightmares that persistently surrounded her in the day lights, She lashed out on him, he being the only one, her own heart who could understand her.

What the F were you doing till now? Khushi strode to him aggressively while he took step backward in shock, hearing the language she never used with him.

Kaha thay? Were you waiting for me to get deported? She didnt sound rational any bit.

He tried to reach her to calm her, minding the presence of officials right outside their room.

Or were you waiting for me to die here? She yelled flaring her nostrils, eyes flashing volcano of rage.

Kh.. Words failed to form understanding her plight.

Or even better were you waiting for me to get rap... Her unintelligible distressed words came spewing slitting him into pieces...

KHUSHI! He crouched forward daring her to repeat once more the words that had crushed his heart that moment into untraceable dust.

Kyun? What did I say wrong? Walking backwards away from him, her voiced dropped to painfully low, You dont care about me anymore or anything that I do. She said with some asperity.

A bitter gust lashed out on his face as he realized the depth of agony she had gone through in these hours. Her voice thick and strained said it all.

Khushi, lets go home and talk. This is not the pl...

You dont care about me. She cut him off quickly. You just dont anymore, like you used to. You have changed. Pursing her lips into painful pout, she fought back the tears reminding herself the struggle of her life in his absence, not just today's but years'.

I wouldnt be here if that was true. He looked at her lovingly & tenderly and tried to reason out, the one subject he didnt want to reason, never! But he had to do it at the moment to bring her back into life from distressed state.

No what I said was true, otherwise you wouldnt have come so late. You have no idea what they tried to do to me. They tied me up, they dumped in this room, they tried to force me to drink water. And I am sure that water was drugged the way he drugged me that night. But I didnt drink this time, B&W. I didnt want anyone to ruin US again. She took a step forward justifying herself as if she had been accused by him. There was no need to explain but she was too tormented not to think straight and she looked weak, the one thing she didnt want to look.

Her words flipped open an unknown mirror and a growing realization of years of her distress pierced his soul. He shook in terror realizing that she is still living in that night. He couldnt say anything in return as he stared at her blank too paralyzed to think if this had been the case for all these 3 years with her.

I didnt drink a drop. She repeated yet another time. But they were touching me all over. Why do they need to touch me to cuff me. Innocence personified, She spoke in the delusion of being molested.

His heart welled up with boundless vulnerable emotions. She may be drowning beneath a huge mass of distress in the delusion but he didnt care. All he cared was to protect her be it in her imagination, hallucination or in reality. Instantly, Arnav rushed to haul her up into his embrace. But what happened next, he wouldnt have imagined even in the worst nightmare of his life.

DONT TOUCH ME! Khushi forcing her fists on his chest trashed him away. Dont ever touch me! She screamed at him.

Holding the wall to balance himself, he stared at her befuddled, shocked, and numbed.

He didnt understand!

For once, he wasnt clear of what she was saying and what he should be understanding. He ached as if his heart was ripped out of his chest, struggling to survive the moment like a fish out of water.

Nothing registered in her turbulent mind, neither his words, nor his numbed presence as she stood timid and spoke in tremulous voice, Why does everyone need to touch me? Why cant they just speak without touching?

His heart thundered and He knew her better that moment than he had known her before. This is the real Khushi she had let herself to become in these years, choosing life away from him. The excruciating realization whacked him murderously breaking him into fragments.

Pointing to the officers who stood outside the room, Even they did the same thing, I am sure if you were late by a min, they would have raped me...

Her own words shuddered her, as she fell back against the wall to support her feeble frame. Life just isn't worth it anymore...She whispered rolling her head to the side, looking at him affectionately to tell him how much she missed him being part of her life.

His heart sank seeing her tender yet fragile than a dry leaf. Khushi...He reached her in a stride to shield her in his steely arms as her knees gave up the very next moment.

Mind numbed, vision blurred, She lost sight of him, her voice slurred feeling light and death, They would have ra*ed me B&W. Don..nt tou...ch...me. They wo...rrraapp...She collapsed into his arms.

Khushi...Gathering her lifeless frame, he hugged her to his heart.

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She seems to have suffered a panic attack. Has she suffered any before?

I am not sure.

Quickly making the notes, the doctor continued her evaluation, In the worst case, they tend to lose consciousness, but only if the condition is coupled with depression. Do you know if she is battling depression?

I hope not. His voice failed and he looked lost staring at her body lying on his lap worse than death.

She should gain consciousness in few hours. Allow her to rest well. She should be fine by morning.

The doctor was about to leave when his eyes fell on the strip of tablets sneaking from Khushi's handbag lying on the floor. One min Doc. Do you know what these are for? Arnav handed over the strip.

Reading through the composition, Doctor looked up and replied, This class of drugs are used for some sort of depression, but only experts can tell you what exactly it is.

Arnav snapped his head back to Khushi as his heart bled into unshed tears, a strange numbness his body seemed to acquire over him. Understanding who the owner of these drugs, So I am right Mr. Raizada, she must have suffered too much at the moment to lose her consciousness. She should be OK in few hours and if I were you I will definitely be worried about these medicines as they are very high dosage.

Recollecting the brief conversation with the doctor who came to tend Khushi in the Patrol office, Arnav smoothly parked the car in front of their house and looked over his shoulder to find her head wobbling at the edge of his shoulder. A volcano of turbulence slowly yet impatiently started brewing up in his heart.

He carefully moved her feeble frame to rest against her seat. Assuring himself that she could hold in that position for a brief min, he got off the car to open the gates and ran up the small case of stairs to unlock his house.

He didnt give even spare a glance at her house. He was not needed to, not anymore!

It is about time!

Parking the car in the port, unleashing the seat belt around her, he scooped her up in his arms as her hands dangled to the gravity, in absolute spiritless. He walked straight into his bedroom and gently placed her on his bed. Pulling the duvet over her, and freeing her feet from the tenacious grip of her heels, he reluctantly stepped out of the room to attend the persistently ringing phone.

You have completely forgotten me today!

Di! He sat in the bar stool, pressing the heels of his palm to his eyes. Tired and weak.

What happen to your voice?

I guess some throat infection. Clearing his throat, swallowing down the choked up emotions, he tried to sound as normal as he could and should. How are you?

Tired of your friend! He is planning to ditch me and Nani to settle ...

Di, can I call you tomorrow? I need to rest.

Bhai, Is it just throat infection or? Did you take any antibiotics or..

I am just tired Di...too tired..

Bhai?

He remained silent turning his head to look at his love unconscious in the same position as he placed her. How does one supposed to react seeing his own life lying down as close to death as possible.

Why do I feel that there is just more than a throat infection?

I am fine Di. I will speak to you tomorrow.

Anjali understood her brother is in deep agony but she didnt dare to intrude into his private life after she had promised herself and him.

Sure, take medicines on time. I will call you tomorrow.

He was about to keep the phone when he remembered something at the thought of medicine. Di, need some information. How much do you know about depression?

Is this about Khushi? was her instant question.

How do you know its her?

You wouldnt care if it was about anyone else.

Silence prevailed from his end as she continued, Apart from that fact, I knew something is going on with her every time I met her in Bombay. But I cant tell anything like an expert. Did she tell you about it.

No, Nothing!

You didnt come to know from her? Why am I not surprised!

What do you mean?

Remember Madhu aunty came to RM, then she said something like Khushi is not Khushi anymore. Those words slipped out of her involuntarily. But she didnt elaborate no matter how much I insisted and I didnt had anything substantial to discuss Khushi condition with you. On the engagement day, when I and Nani confronted Khushi, she refused to disclose anything. In her words "I was the one to lose him, I should be the one to win him, not the baggage I am carrying on my shoulders" She didnt want any of us especially YOU to know anything about her if it didnt come from her. She didnt want your sympathy Bhai.

I understand! Once again painful silence prevailed realizing how her stubbornness to deal life all alone kept her going.

I would mind to come down for few days if you want me?

Thats not necessary Di.

What happened today? Is everything OK between you both?

It was not but it will now be. Tell me if there is anything I need to keep in mind to help her get through this.

I told you what she told me. Its upto you how you want to take that into action. But if I were you, I wouldnt cross the line she drew, because its easy for them to shut themselves over simple issues and relapses seem all too possible. Sometimes silence is better than words.

Hmm. Arnav replied in silence already planning to how to approach their life further.

It breaks my heart to see you both like this.

Di, the last thing I want is you all worrying about us being thousands of miles away. Trust me there is nothing that Arnav Singh Raizada cannot handle. That you should have known by now. There was hint of sadness in his voice almost like mocking his ownself that didnt miss by her. And my special thanks for stating what she said to you. It pretty much summarises what she expects from me. If thats what she wants, thats what she will get.

Bhai, please be easy on her!

Ofcourse Di. I just meant, if she wants to be THE ONE to share anything about her, there must be strong reason behind it. And I dont want to take away that right from her. He said sitting by Khushi's side.

Hope you realized by now you need lot of patience.

Taking Khushi's hand into his, he realized that its the first thing she taught him in their relation. I will keep in mind. He said stroking her palm with his thumb lovingly. I will talk to you later Di.

Sure. Take your time. And dont worry, Sab theek hojayega!

Damn it sure will!

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Ending the call, Arnav noticed Khushi turning cold in his hold. Tucking her hand underneath the sheets, he stood up to crank up the heat in the fireplace situated at farther corner of the room. Opening the damper, bundling the light with crumpled newspaper, he stacked the kindling, topping it with larger logs. Moving the logs around, he heard Khushi coughing up violently in her unconscious state.

Leaving everything behind, he reached her in a splitsecond. Wrapping his hands around her shoulders, he lifted her torso little bit to ease her cough. Suddenly her body heaved with involuntary spasms as if she is struggling to retch. Without delay, he made her sit leaning her to him and kept her spine straight lest she should choke herself to danger.

The moment he held her feeble frame in place, she coughed up few more times before vomiting the bile on his chest facilely. If he's right, it was her way of conveying how much her body is refusing any foreign presence around her. But there wasnt much he could do to stay away from her leaving her in that condition. Uncaring about the yellow liquid purged all over him, he held her strongly as she wretched miserably even in such paralyzed state.

Its ME...Its just me...

He whispered repeatedly, rubbing her back to comfort her, and waited for moments to let her out any residue. Once assured that she is done, from the way she breathed laboredly, he rested her back on the bed. Removing the sweated hair tendrils off her face, taking her hand to cup his face, he whispered one more time,

Its ME...Its only ME Posy...Your B&W...

Getting no response from her, his eyes dropped to the ground and he pursed his lips to tame the inexplicable sadness from eating him away. Resting her hand down, he stepped away few feet to remove his shirt, shedding himself bare from his waist.

Quickly pacing to the bathroom and grabbing moist towel he sat by her bedside to clean her up thoroughly. Working his fingers assiduously, he cleaned her face, unveiling the meticulously hidden dark circles. Was he surprised? NO. He expected that and kind of knew what is about to come after a day of knowing what she had become.

Wrapping the towel around his finger, he gently wiped the residue of retch that was stuck on her lips. Had it been anyone else in his place, they would have broken down to death witnessing the withered face behind the smear of vibrant powders. Ignoring the mental cripple that weighed in his mind, he wet wiped her face, followed by her neck and few spots around her collar that were drenched in the bitter liquid.

He didnt had to contemplate if he needs to change her dress. Being man with sensible head over his shoulders, he knew that action would torment her when she realizes next morning. So, reluctantly he wiped her clean in her same day clothes, and shifted her to the other part of the bed to change the sheets.

If anyone is given a chance to read Mr. Raizada at the moment, they would feel nothing but a black slate void of any specks of chalk that could make him fathomable. His silence is too quiet that it could wrench guts to death, and his mind worked too robotic that it splintered the already broken heart.

The next few mins, he mechanically paced around, doing the laundry of sheets, freshening up into night clothes. Towel drying his hair, as he stepped out of his bathroom, he stood by the edge of the bed and stared at her as her unconscious state persistently drew his attention.

The furrow on her forehead staggered him in defeat. Probably that was the first emotion he had shown in the day after many blows. Throwing the towel onto the couch, he walked towards her and sat by her side. Softly pressing his thumb on her forehead, he smoothed the distressed lines.

Tilting his head in keen observation, he tenderly brushed his thumb on her eyelids that looked smoky without any flattering eye makeup; The natural color, the years of depression rewarded her. He understood crystal clear, the huge swallow of his own ache formed in his throat being the evidence.

Scooting closer to her, he cupped her face with one hand. Softly caressing her cheeks for the first time he learnt how generously they were layered with breakouts.

Fondly tucking away the hair behind her ears, his lids started dropping down losing focus in his eyes, his lips corners pulled down in overwhelming melancholy and his heart started weighing down heavily as tears started rolling down from the corner of her eyes.

His fingers instantly reached her to wipe down the dam of tears that broke through but as stubborn as she was, they had no intention to stop.

Moving closer to her he wiped her tears with both thumbs. He tried in all his means to stop those tears but soon realized it is foolish of him to stop the years of her agony in one night.

In a swift motion, cupping her nape, he pulled her up into his embrace, hugging her closer and needing her more than ever. Tucking her face by his jaw, he cradled her soothingly and whispered loud enough for her heart to hear, Please dont cry!

Gently caressing her hair down her spine, Please dont! Be sure, I will make US again! His voice quivered and the physical pain was too much to bear.

His mind was too numbed to think anything else but he was sure he felt her tremors as she shuddered lifelessly against his skin. That lifted off the barrier he maintained all day to shield his emotions as his own anguish gushed out as silent tears and he crumbled broken into bits soaking her shoulder with tiny drops.

What do I do with you Khushi?

Her unconscious sobs seemed to increase a notch more with his question. The ache in his heart consumed him completely, and the sadness pulled him down in the most painful way while he tried his best to remain composed to calm her struggling unconscious senses.

But his strenuous efforts only shook him even more realizing there had been no normalcy in her life. Everything had been pretense and he very well understood why and for whom she did all these.

Understanding the meaning of her every teardrop, consoling her in the language of tears, he mumbled swaying gently & hugging her like a baby to his heart,

Dont love me so much that it only hurts you!

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One of Two THE Chapters of this FF: Fighting Fate...Sorry if its too emotional but this needed to happen one way or the other on someday...

My comment for chap 14

Comment for chap 15

Deepu dii... wat are you... ???

I am speechless and am all out of my senses as soon as I completed reading the update..

Dii.. really u are a wonder... there may be 7 wonders of the world but for me u are only one wonder that amaze me... I adore You for the person you are coz.. ur writing reflects the person u are...

dii... its not just a story that we are reading.. its much more what anybody can give..

I am really lucky to get a chance to read ur stories .. that are going to stay in my heart forever...

dii... FF or TVK are stories that are not only concentrate on two lives but on every individual who is a part of it... I really appreciate that u have a tremendous art of putting the things in words .. evn its small or bif ... u make it as intense as it can be..

Deepu dii ... u r seriously blessed with art of writing...

Likhna tho kae log jante hain... par apne likhe hue shabdo se dil chuna hare k ke bas ki baat nahe...

dii.. u touch our hearts and soul... that laugh .. that cry.. that smile.. that feel elated.. feel guilty... same time with the characters.. as we relate ourselves so well with them.. its all possible just because of ur efforts.. U are brilliant.

It was an awesme awesme emotional update...

Dii for you:

Dhadkan mere kal bhe saansein lete the par aaj wo gaate hain

Hansi mere labo pe har roz sajte the par aaj wo khul karmuskurate hain

Jeevan mein kame tho kise ki nahe the

Aapke aane se har khushi har saaj ab khul kar saans lete hain

One more:

A cheer of smile now always stays with me

It cost me nothing it's given by you for free

You mentored us and gladden the sad

And make us happy when we are mad

I am lucky to get you in my life

Pouring immense love and a new life

Now about the update:

Dont love me so much that it only hurts you...

Aww... again dii... u proved that how just few words can cover an entire world of love for someone... dii excellent words... how well they say about the love that is connecting them... showing love and pain in same tym...

Na kar ishq mujhse itna ke tu khud ko bhula de

Bhikre tu har pal mein pher bhe mujhe na dikhne de

Ho jae na khud se nafrat aise chahat na kar mujhse

Judne ki khatir mujhse na tu khud ko yu jalne de

I am thinking, how about we make your Jiju smack your boyfriend's butt off the chair.

JiJu.. after long have heard this word and it really gave a great feeling... not just a name but sme relations that are taken away with a single relation.. it sounded so nyc from Khushi's outh and showed how she dream him to be a part of their lives..

She quickly diverted the topic not to publicize their private life.

This is something that I always liked about them... that the never let any third person toget involved in their issues or share their pains.. it was always about them... and between them...

If Aman didnt accompany her, I have a feeling that he is not in this decision. But Anjali is not someone who would proceed with such matters keeping him dark.

Well done Khushi..how her instincts warned so correct...She never assumed things but thought wisely upon the circumstances that must have happened and always thought positive about everyone... she didn't reach a conclusion rathr asked Payal to keep a check rathr questioning Anjali about her visit... she really choose well to give them space and time to come up themselves with the matter ...

if Aman and Anjali are planning to adopt, you can call that baby as the most fortunate and I dont think I can find better parents than them. So its worth waiting and taking chance.

Wow that's great that Khushi have no objection to give the child to Anjali...as earlier I felt that may be she will agree or not.. but yaa m happy that if Anjali will ask for Sapna's baby for adoption... Khushi consider the bbay as fortunate to get such lovely parents.. And she even is ready to wait for them to come and ask for adoption.. really she has a great sense of humour... dii u have put all ur heart in all this characters... well done its so wise of u to think so perfect and pen as a characters thoughts...

I am going to say the same thing I told years ago to my Son. If you both are planning to adopt make sure you treat the child as princely and priceless as possible. Otherwise it would turn into a curse in the family. We have already witnessed once, I dont want another betrayed Arnav in the family.

Perfect... so perfect.. well said by nani... so calmly she gave a wise thought to the couple about the child...

Dii , I was discussing some day ago with a frd of mine about some matter related to adoption and she said that it is not an act of a day but is to be taken care for life tym... and taking this decision individually is not possible rather you need the acceptance of the entire family for the better future of the child... you need support not only of your husband but of the entire family where the child is going to live for his/her future... and I really feel so that if a couple is thinking to adopt a child or any individual then they must frst think over the family where the child is going to live plus the acceptance of the family I the major thing.. it is not an individual decision but a joint ... where all have to be equal participant in giving love and care to the child... And before deciding to adopt a child .. you need to see on the facts ... that u mst later not repend for ur decisions which may in turn may spoil the future of child... as we can see Arnav... due to the rejection he faced in his life .. he has to face any things.. sply the agony of Adi and evn of Anjali for years..

So I feel ... for a child who is getting adopted should not step into a luxury hell where he/she will get everything but will lack the love and care of people whom he/she consider their family. It will spoil the child for lifetym...and it mentally effects the child... fill him/her with a feeling of rejection that they cant get the love and care of the family who is now a part of them...

So before taking a decision... I too go with nani that they should think wisely about the future of the child.

This cannot be Khushi. His Khushi never initiated such intimate moments boldly. He had always known her blushing and quivering in nervousness be it a peck or anything more than that. How could all this be her? He wondered and worried at the same time.

How well he know her...he knew that his lady was never like that.. I really really liked his sense of humour and feeling which so well get to know about her...in past and evn in present..

Dii... I really love you yaar for the immense love and feeling you have poured in characters that we get more and more attracted towards them.

I really enjoyed reading how she notice his every move from his stretching muscles to his brows... gosh dii how you manage to put each and every expression so perfectly... great its exceptional .. I never read anywhere .. wer we can get so clear picturization of the characters that it feel so live that all is getting acted in front of me.. I can feel it so close to me... great dii.. hats off

It was even a shock for me to read that she passed hima a flying kiss.. wow that was really a big big shock..and haa ye mere Khushi to nahe ... par pagal jarur hain... I really lover her this gesture.. and boldness...

Right infront of you!

Wow ... dii today you gave the highest no. of wow factors in this maha update... I was madly blushing reading this one line for no. of tyms again and again... He with all rights taken up the charge of a husband.. authorative... grt ... wow I was damn happy.. he never accepted in front of her since wen she is here coz.. of his stubbornness but wen it comes to serious matter he always showed either by his words or actions that he is concerned to her.. Amazing dii..

Now some words about my love Arnav... Dii... I have always admired the character of Arnav what you have shown us.. coz of many reason... first and foremost is his stubbornness... it not just useless but of a sensible man... with a great attitude that make him what he is called ASR... His way of carrying himself.. Dii.. he won the best stylish person award in two Award shows and I am really happy that I can still feel the same for his dressing .. and all thanks to you ...you have maintained infact rised the level of every thing in this jouney... nothing is just common... everything is so intense. Thirdly... not even my dreams can capture such man what I have read here about Arnav... Amazing... his punctuality.. perfection.. his expression... and most important... the love... gosh ...

I always heard love is blind.. but here for the first tym I have seen the eyes for a love... wer they can understand one another... can know their feelings... can feel the pain in their silence... O god dii .. everything... I love about him.. he is shown as the best man... who always handled the things in a bestest possible way...

He is shown stubborn ... ard but wen the matter comes to her.. he always losed his heart and ran for her... damnand also how calm he act in situation that is the major point that attract me... I love it.. dii.. u really shown a character of Arnav larger than life.

I can blabber and write a whole book on him..but giving a halt to my love .. I proceed further

And this is where the cool and composed Arnav Singh Raizada kicks in when the whole world suffers panic attack under such circumstances. He didnt need to think long to know which or rather who is important at the moment.

Hahahha so true... but Arnav is a man who dnt give a second though to anything and never panicked for small or big issues.. I think this is the reason that he was the most successful business man and now the successsful restauranter.. he always remained calm wen it came to handle the worst situation or to crack a major deal.. and coming to the importance part... here any fool can say that he will always choose her as the top most priority...

ABSOLUTELY NO ROOM FOR ERROR..Not this time...He swore on his life to rip apart anything and everything that might harm her...

I was too stressed wen I read Arnav.. searching for her all the places and she was unavailable ...I also started thinking wrong that is she gt stuck with something wrong.. or is held by sme rascals.. really dii I was similarly tensed... And I also felt that this tym Arnav will not let anystone unturned to save her to protect her.. this tym I really trusted him... more than anything..

Dont do this to me again. I wont survive this time

dii.. in my sme cmnt of last chapters I felt the same ... that if she left him this tym.. he will not survive ..he is broken but held the pieces tight to not show the cracks but.. this tym he will be scattered and shatterd .. if she left him.. really dii this words touched my heart with a pain.. that plz.. dnt let them now apart from one another...

Arnav Singh Raizada...Khushi Singh Raizada is my legally wedded wife

Sunkar bahut he jyada acha laga... how with all authority he said it.. I was flat... dii you wil kill us sme day with the intense dialogues nad love that you have poured in this journey... gosh really I can read the glimpse of old arnav here... after a long tym...

She lashed out on him, he being the only one, her own heart who could understand her.

Haye ... I literally cried for so long reading this update and the condition she had faced... it was really so touchy and emotional... I cant control myself..its so right we will lash out on the same person whom we think is our.. whom we consider our right... and we know that that person will understand us and is only the person who can give solace to our rising temper and our broken feelings.. dii it was so real...

I wouldnt be here if that was true.

All said in just sme words... i will say it personally that a women know the things but wen she is covered in pain and is effected with past .. will lash out the things to easen herself and to show the man that she expected him.. its so natural take by you.. dii really ... It was as perfect as in real life... I personally experienced such things and will say that dii.. well done for taking every thing as real and natural that comes from heart .

And I am sure that water was drugged the way he drugged me that night. But I didnt drink this time, B&W. I didnt want anyone to ruin US again.

Aww... khushi's innocence was reflected clearly when she said these words.. I feel like taking her in embrace and soothe her pain... but I knw that can not fill the cracks and damage that her heart has felt in these years...

The entire part of her suffering in these hours was so hard to read... dii.. it was seriously so much emotionally witten .. that it touched me so much.. I really felt so pain.. dii I am stunned that how you can sketch all this things so naturally..

When Arnav was searching for her was giving me a feeling of helplessness .. that how a person can do anything to get his life back but is helpless to get that life any every thing seems to be ending and worthless wen that one person is nt their.. and that tym we reminiscence ..the past that how they were in our life and how we miss them..and how we ant them more than oxygen in our life...

We remember every moment we spend with them.. fights... love.. spl moments.. talks.. aloofness... every damn thing .. just take us to the past wen they wer with us...

Really dii... it was so so so touchy...

We feel like once they come back in our lives we will never let them go away from us... we will safeguard them.. we cant survive without the... and much more...

Life just isn't worth it anymore...

These words again were so heart broking... dii... here again I feel that how far she walk .. but the past scars can never fade.. and again the person reach the same place wer they started and feel life as useless and hopeless... its really so absturd that how much even we try someday in midst of somewer we will again have to see the past and that broke us more than the tym we faced it.. and that tym may be a hand of love can cure it to some extent.. but if there is no one .. life become more miserable... I dunno m right or wrong but these are my personal views wat I felt...

You wouldnt care if it was about anyone else.

So true said by Anjali that he will never care If it was not Khushi coz.. the only person he can care evn in his agony is Khushi... she hold the major part of him.. and everyone know that evn he is angry with her bt he can never stop himself from caring for her... that's their love...

I did not know till now that life is much more than keeping up promises... I felt once that Khushi must be taking depression pills in these years but than I cajoled my heart with the thought that she was scoled by him in past for this and may be she thinking of him must have not continued the pills... but as I said .. I now getting that life is not always to keep promises ... its more than that to survive, to fight ...

Taking Khushi's hand into his, he realized that its the first thing she taught him in their relation.

Patience... so true... every relation needs time and patience to grew .. and broken relations require much more patience than building new ones...

And along with them we readers also need a lot of patience..

I appreciate the part that Arnav understood her all torments.. her silent cries.. her pain .. that he let het lash on him.. push him.. and distance him... from her... he understood her every pain and and feeling..

Dii.. wen I was reading how she barfed ...and how he cleaned her.. I feel the pure love and care.. it filled my heart with lot more and more love and respect for the love you showed... it may sound easy to read all this but in reality its appreciative of the persons who manage to do everything for their loved ones.. without any gross out feeling he did it with all love and care...really dii it touched so much... and this small small things make a great chapter in the life of the loved ones... its not just caring but how you stick to the person you love in their all stages.. spl wen they need u the most..

Its ME...Its only ME Posy...Your B&W...

After a long tym we read the name posy... I gurss for the first tym in FF .. from Arnav's lips...

Again.. dii how you write the dialogues... its really commendable... I cam seriously stunned .. its so perfect that I feel no word can replace them.. they are just perfect.. superb dii.. again hats off to you..

Please dont cry!

Understanding the meaning of her every teardrop, consoling her in the language of tears, he mumbled swaying gently & hugging her like a baby to his heart,

Aww... I feel like more of crying wen he said these words... and like yes I am there wih you.. please stop your tears that are sinking from your eyes.. I am all broken to see you.. please stop crying.. dii you put the right words in right place.. excellent.. it was so touchy again.. how he cajoled her taking in his embrace.. understanding her pain and reason of her tears... soothing her unconscious body and conscious heart.. perfect dii.. you are a superstar..

dii.. this update was truly a emotional but a perfect piece.. everything here seemed to be so real.. and the way you wrote this made it intense and so realistic...from his search for her.. to his helplessness.. to his cajoling her.. to her lashing out.. to her broken hopes... to her silent taers.. to their moments they shared ... evertything was so sos so much real and touchy plus all emotional..

some parts touched me so much .. sply wen Khushi lashed on hm.. her innocent words.. her broke down moment... his tears wen he didn't found her and the passport scene was really best one...his care .. his undersanding for her every tear and her every moment of her unconscious body...

it was really a mahaupdate in all sense .. from emotions to feelings.. from covering the distances to their tears.. everything was larger than wat we read till date..

dii your every chapter has everything new with the thread holding the past and present same tym..

dii.. wen I started TVK .. I always said u many a tyms that can naything be more than this.. coz I found that that was os big and intense.. but really u shocked me.. everytym and till date.. every update is more intense and superb as it was from beginning..

Dont love me so much that it only hurts you!

In beginning these phrase was giving a great feeling but wen I read this again in last .. it ws much much much more than wat I begin with..

Dii.. I am not that known to things but ur stories taught me a lot many things... from feelings to emotions.. and sply about many many things from busness lines to common things in life to places to guidelines about certain things.. and m with all my heart thank you for this big change and support in my life...

Bhula kar sabko bus tujhko dil mein basaya humne

Har jaate saans ke saath bus tera naam liya humne

Ruthe kabhe kabhe khafa hue tumse

Pher bhe har pal bus tujhe he yaad kiya humne

Suna hua jaha mera jo hue tu juda mujhse

Kar raha tha tere talaash khod kar khud ko tujhme

Hue juda tho jana the kya tu mujhme

Mil jae tu tho bhar loon baaho mein tujhe

Tuta mein pal pal bhikra har saans mein

Hua khafa khud se chalke aansu aankho se

Hue tu juda laga jaise juda hua apne saanso se

Rahe bus ek he talab mil jae tu pher se mujhe...

please bear my extremely free flying typo mistake thoughts..

Outstanding update Deeps⭐️👏

Part 1

The whole convo between khushi and payal about NK was hilarious...and about Anjali planning to adopt sapna's daughter... khushi rightly said

"if Aman and Anjali are planning to adopt, you can call that baby as the most fortunate and I dont think I can find better parents than them. So its worth waiting and taking chance."

Nani was bang on when she said

I am going to say the same thing I told years ago to my Son. If you both are planning to adopt make sure you treat the child as princely and priceless as possible. Otherwise it would turn into a curse in the family. We have already witnessed once, I dont want another betrayed Arnav in the family.

Aman is such a sweetheart...i liked the way he made his point about adopting and anji at ease and also how anji has put forward her intentions about adopting a child...

Loved the sms sent by khushi and arnav trying to catch up with her sms speed ...and the flying kiss ufff...and arnav's smile- half smile he sahi kuch tho asar hua...

Part 2

When it comes to khushi, arnav's prediction is always right... there is no room for confusion or wrong prediction... he is quick to realize that khushi is in trouble...

Restaurant Vs Khushi... Itz always khushi no doubt in that...

This is not funny dammit! I swear if I dont hear from you in 10mins, I swear..I swear...Khushi...Just come back soon...Please...

Dont do this to me again. I wont survive this time.

This shows Arnav's trauma and the twinge in his heart... finally the damn broke loose and a tear rolled down his cheek...he would definitely not survive if something happened to khushi...

Part 3

The state arnav witnessed khushi is so heart breaking ...

You dont care about me. She cut him off quickly. You just dont anymore, like you used to. You have changed. Pursing her lips into painful pout, she fought back the tears reminding herself the struggle of her life in his absence, not just today's but years'.

I wouldnt be here if that was true. He looked at her lovingly & tenderly and tried to reason out, the one subject he didnt want to reason, never! But he had to do it at the moment to bring her back into life from distressed state.

I didnt want anyone to ruin US again. -hearing khushi say that is so heart wrenching... her physical pain and for the first time arnav witnessing khushi's in this state dats sooo heart wrecking...

Life just isn't worth it anymore...khushi thought leaving arnav would do good for him but now when arnav himself is witnessing how worse khushi's state is and she is much more in a worser state than the time she left...he would never be able to forgive himself for accepting her decision...

Its ME...Its only ME Posy...Your B&W...first time after ages we got to hear him calling posy

Please dont! Be sure, I will make US again! 👏

"EMOTIONS PERSONIFIED UPDATE"