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Originally posted by: diyadivya
hei sair... waqt tho hua hai res karne ka par ab tak deepu ka ata pata nahi...tumhara ntwrk ab tak fix nahi hau???? toh aaj bhi machar tumhara koon pi rahe hain😆
The wheel of our life is still in your hands, only difference, this time I will nudge you to drive in the right direction to become US and not I & You.
Rubbing his eyes in exhaustion, he slumped into the couch by her bedside, after cleaning her barf yet another time. Time clocking 10mins past 7 in the morning, sleep nowhere intending to embrace his fatigue body, rolling his head back to the leather, he watched her sleep peacefully.
She hasn't gained conscious and she kept throwing up every few hours all night. One after the other, the night fell into routine keeping him alert and on toes. The second time she puked he panicked, and by subsequent sessions he sadly convinced himself that she could feel his presence which is why her body is reacting that like that.
His feeble mind turned over sensitive drowning in her suffering like his own, unable to see the rational side of life, something called Science and that a human body could sometimes just be more of chemicals and less of emotions. He was thinking way too much, probably the shock of being pushed away and the pain of being warned not to touch her, slowly started seeping inside him creating havoc.
Arnav crossing his feet, shifted restlessly remembering the last session of her spew that gave nothing but gags. Absolutely nothing but air, an empty stomach. That snapped his mind into rationality, and he jumped out to reach for his phone.
Quietly closing the door behind him, he dialed his best source of medicine, his sister.
Di, Busy?
Nope, never for you. She greeted with soft chuckle.
I think I am losing my mind. I need your help.
ASR and losing mind, thats in..
Di, this is serious. Whatever you are doing, please put it away for few mins.
Anjali sensing the fret in his voice, instantly paged her team not to bother her and settled in her chair to listen to her brother. Done! I am all ears.
Arnav next few mins explained what happened yesterday from the time she was missing to the time she retched last few mins ago.
When was the last time she had food? Taking notes, her voice assumed well practiced and controlled demeanor of an old school medical practitioner.
She was taken into custody around 9, probably before that...
So breakfast must have been her last meal.
Hmm wait...there is a chance she might not have had anything at all. Rubbing his forefinger on his temples, he spoke unsurely.
Meaning...
Well...every morning I see her having breakfast on the go. But I didnt notice that yesterday...So I am not sure if she had one. What does that had to do with her condition anyway?
Bhai, you have to understand that she is on high dose of anxiety pills. And normally we recommend patients on such high doses to eat every few hours to avoid side effects like headache, dizziness, nausea, liver damages and many more.
Arnav reached for the tablet strip and read the warnings as she continued.
...Was she administered any other medication by the doctor at scene?
No nothing. Khushi seemed alright with slightly elevated blood pressure. But other than that the doctor gave clean chit.
Good, if she is not tranquilized, I suggest you to try waking her up. If she doesnt wake up, give her electrolyte. She needs to eat food, sooner the better, otherwise she will continue to throw up nothing but empty stomach.
Hmmm..OK. Arnav sounded puzzled and too lost.
You are hiding something. Whats the matter?
She detests a touch, Di.
Silence surrounded and there came a moment a sister who once loved her own brother loathed the same person for causing such havoc in innocent lives.
Even MINE! His voice dry yet screamed his indifference to the situation.
Taking a deep breath of strength, You shouldnt take it personal.
Believe me, If I do that I will never forgive myself. I am just curious, could it possible if she is hating my presence around her and throwing up?
Oh God Bhai. Nooo. Remember the subject in the picture is Khushi. She knows what she is going through for years. Sorry for being rude but If she really felt she is going to throw up everytime you came near, she wouldnt have come back into relation. As a sister, my heart breaks imagining the direction you are thinking. But as a doctor, I advice you look into her condition as illness and medications and nothing more than that. Its just lack of food acting up and you are thinking..God...ASR...buckle up..she is going to give you a run if you continue like this.
I am not doubting her intentions but I cant believe myself letting you boss me. You are sounding worse than Nani at the moment.
I can do more better. First and foremost give her electrolytes, then put on that apron & prepare some yummy breakfast for my Bhabhi. I can hear her tummy growling. And be sure to prepare her favorite Idlis.
Excuse me? IDLI? She will do just fine with eggs.
Aweee you just broke her innocent heart. Anjali giggled.
MELODRAMA! He chuckled hanging up the phone and heading inside the room only to get smashed by something sharp on his head.
OOOWWW...What the F?
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Swallowing the burning bitterness, Khushi squinted her eyes painfully to open into the room dotted with darkness. Tossing to the other side, she felt the bed much firmer than she was used to snuggling closer into the duvet. Her nostrils worked an extra pressure to smell unknown scent yet familiar in its own strange way.
Outstretching her hand to the side table, her fingers lazily looked for something that she needs first thing every morning. Finding a portrait, her lips curled into smile bringing it before her eyes.
Good Morning Handsome! Had good sleep? NO?...She pouted and smiled the next moment, But I think Mama had the best sleep last night, I dont remember waking up. She mumbled in thick voice looking around the room.
Coming to the wake slowly, realizing the darkness in the room, Khushi curled her knees at once dropping the portrait on the bed. Her eyes tried to look around the room through the faint light piercing midst the gap between the drapes. Her hands hastily reached for light that she spotted on the bedside table and turned it on in one swift scoot.
The room lit in dim yellow flashed her own self in oversized shadows against the wall scaring her. Drawing her knees together, scooting all the way back to the headframe, she found Arnav photo on the other side of the bed. Cold air hit her exposed calves breaking out goosebumps in fright. The room is different and nothing had in common other than three things, She, Arnav and Adarsh photos. She hastily swept her hands on her skin checking her state, her dress, mainly looking if she was taken once again. Bringing her arms and feet closer to the light, she thoroughly screened them looking for possible signs of scars, bruises that indicated assault. She is not used to new places, precisely new beds. They always scare her, ever since the incident happened.
Jumping to the other side of the bed, she grabbed Arnav photo and then Adarsh photo and hugged it to her chest calculating her moves to exit the place imagining that she had been held captive by those officers. Her mind totally failed to process the happenings of the previous day. Unknown place, lack of food & falling behind the intake of medication took huge toll on her, draining her rapidly.
A soft chuckle in distant and the faint sound of approaching steps panicked her and she looked around to hold onto something in her defense. Finding nothing handy enough to knock someone out, frustrated in fear, she grabbed the skimpiest table lamp she had ever seen, which had toy man hanging himself to death. Her first reaction holding the lamp reflected millions of twitches on her face staring at its weirdity.
Hugging her precious people who are captured in the frames, to her chest, holding the lamp in her one hand, she tiptoed to the entrance of room and waited for the steps to reach her closer and closer.
Pair of feet halted.
Sound of steps stopped.
Handle of door twisted.
The man of the house entered...
BAAANG...
OOOWWW...OOOWWW
AAPPP...She screamed worried...
What the F? Cupping his forehead in pain, he advanced a step inside the room only to trip over the dangling wire and fall at her feet...
Are You OK? Watching him fall right at her feet, she stepped back...Oh no please you dont have to do this...
Not registering what she was saying, he hissed in pain rubbing his butts. He rolled to his side to support himself on his wrist to get up, when she bent down to his level, Oh please dont do this, you dont have to fall to my feet and apologize, in fact it sho...
Excuse Me? Apologize? Aur Mein? He shot his head up puzzled and quickly realized the condition of her frangible frame...Khushi What are you doing here? How do you feel now? He looked at her worried. The shift of her gaze between him and her feet explained her innocence about the fall and inattention to his question.
She stared at him in confusion and then her eyes dropped to the floor trying to comprehend the action sequence happened in last few secs. He couldnt help smirking at her confusion as he sat up rubbing his forehead.
I should be the one to apologi...She stopped abruptly, reaching him in a split second. You suffered a cut. She panicked as she leaned on her knees and wiped the faint show of blood oozing out of the broken skin. Not a deep cut but you might feel the burn for next 2 days. Scrunching her face in displeasure, she hissed brushing her fingers against the cut and she let her eyes to seamlessly pour out the concern she held for him.
Her face reflected an overwhelming lifetime, and Arnav was afraid a gust of air could throw her onto the floor. Yet she seemed to hold herself strongly both physically and emotionally for the man before her. He was jolted out of a moment's observation with a sibilant call as she brushed her fingers over the cut warily. A corner of his lips curved up into devilish smirk deducing who actually suffered the bruise.
Noticing an endearing quirk on his lips, Khushi looked at him puzzled, her mind absently building the distance between their contact.
Unwilling to reveal his musings yet to her, he instantly wore a bossy attitude. I was wondering if the cut is on my forehead or on your finger that YOU hissed instead of me? He questioned with sly smirk as his eyes followed the way she instantly pulled her finger away.
Standing up hurriedly, I am sorry. I didnt know it was you.
Glad to hear that! I should pat myself for not adding any deadly weapon in this room. Thank you for saving me a hospital trip. Passing snide remark, he stood up dusting his pants.
She stood embarrassed and watched him pick up the photo frames from the floor and walking inside to place them by the bedside. She stared at him shocked and perplexed as he casually placed Adarsh photo on the side table, with no questions asked as if he had been part of their life all along.
The masculine face void of any noticeable expression affected her, nagged her as she watched him retreat and finally realizing where exactly she is.
The door on the right is your wardrobe and the corner door leads you to the bathroom. Get ready soon, We are running late to work. Giving no further explanation, he tried to walk past her to exit when she stopped him outstretching her hand to block him.
A gush of emotions vibrated inside her reminding her outburst that happened yesterday. But that is not a topic that could be dealt in few seconds, She understood and accepted but she needed to know answer for much more bigger question of her life.
What am I doing here?
Shoving his hands into his pockets, he stood like pillar of power. He took a moment to assess her translucent skin pale and wan. She needs to be fed!
Come with me! He walked out in long strides while she tried to match upto his speed.
She stood baffled on the other side of the kitchen island, watching him stir in a spoon of sugar, and pinch of salt in a cup of water. His movements were neat and deft as he voiced to her the ingredients that went into the clear liquid.
Throwing the spoon into the sink, he reached her in a step and held the glass before her. Drink!
She stared at the glass hesitantly.
I am not calling the paramedics again to shift you from this room to the bedroom if you faint one more time. He spoke brusquely.
She may be silent for the moment but he knew sooner or later she would come to him to know the history of the night and he wasnt sure how she would react knowing it was him who carried her all the way, which is why he grabbed the opportunity to keep the truth under wraps closing the topic forever.
Involuntarily Khushi took a deep sigh of breath in relief as the missing piece of the puzzled night fell into place. Ever since the truth of the ill-fated night dawned into her life, She hated herself to be oblivious to what was happening. One of the most terrorizing feelings that always threw her into panic.
Arnav interrupting her thoughts, held the glass closer. Khushi shivered and hesitated to take the glass.
Understanding her unintentional apprehension, he brought the glass to his lips and took few gulps to prove that the liquid is unadulterated.
What are you doing? Its got Sugar in it. She swung her arm out to him and snatched the glass away from his lips.
Folding his arms at his chest, he leaned against the counter as she continued to emerge into her full form.
Why do you always have to misunderstand my silence? She barked at him annoyed.
He cocked his brow daring her to change her stance on her earlier hesitation.
Dont you dagger at me...I was ju..just in some other thoughts...I didnt mean to doub...
Shoving his hands into his pocket, he cut her off straightening himself up, Believe me, I understand that part of our life very well. I have no questions to ask to which you have to think twice to answer. He stared at her meaningfully before turning away to prepare breakfast for her.
Khushi stared back at him dumbfounded. She was sure she saw the same tenderness he once used to show. But it was very brief for a split-second or was she hallucinating. She wondered.
I didnt brush yet!
Arnav taking out the colander paused for a moment remembering that it was never considered a requisite task during all those sensuous mornings in the past. He wanted to blurt that out but he didnt, realizing that it might be too soon to bring her on track but he couldnt stop a beautiful smile at the memories.
Khushi oblivious to his thoughts and the smile that spread on his face, was about to put the glass down when she heard him say, Drink before I shove it up in your mouth. Came the final warning, to which she gulped it down at once and dropped the glass in the sink.
Now I need my answer, Why am I here? She stopped him as he was about to reach the refrigerator.
Why dont you stop hammering your brain for few mins, freshen up and join me here? He tried to make a move but she stood stubbornly for answers.
Why did I think this would be easy? He swore under his breath. You may go for days without food but I cant unless you want my sugar levels to drop low, faint and eventually die. Feel free to let me know now if you have planned to do any such thing? He spoke sternly cocking his brow.
Khushi's breathing turned shallow in anger, as she stomped her feet and headed to washroom.
He watched her going out of sight and continued with task at hand uttering with smile,
Time for some tough love, Mrs. Khushi Singh Raizada!
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Prepping the vegetables, a wicked smile played on his lips as he covertly prepared himself for the bombardment of questions that are about to hit him in few mins.
The dynamics of their relation have changed drastically overnight which she is still under oblivion. And there is a high chance of mistaking his subdued anger and mellowed down attitude to his sympathy & pity. He knew his wife is not someone who will rest until she is answered and cleared of all inhibitions but the same time, keeping Anjali's words in mind he realized he's got quite a lot of work cut out for him to bring balance to their life without sounding pitiful towards her.
It's the only way he's ever going to get through to her, which has become desperately important to him. And his mission started with moving of all her belongings from her house to theirs in the late last night. He already knew she is not going to protest the switch if he suggest it in her wake but overload of emotions riding down his nose didnt let him wait any longer. The switch had to be made right then & there and so he did in the middle of the night.
Oversized bags loaded with all her clothes, toiletries, and unknown documents though he wondered what they are, he didnt wish to invade her privacy. Moreover he didnt had much time to ponder in detail leaving her alone in the other portion. It was when he was exiting her bedroom, his eyes fell on the portraits shining on the side table.
Arnav scrambling the eggs remembered the confusion in her eyes when he quietly placed the picture frames back by her new bed side. He wouldnt be lying if he said he had many questions to ask when he first spotted those frames but everything has to wait, Khushi and only She being his top priority at the moment.
But his resolve didnt refrain him from reminiscing the warmth he felt when he walked back into her room to take the photos into his hand. He remembered how his face flushed with volcano of pride and ego learning he had always been part of her life but unaware in what amounts. It was indeed a proud moment for any lover, it was a moment he would never forget!
Keeping his portrait on the bed, and picking up the chubby face framed in the green, a happy fatherly smile broke on his lips that lit the dim room brighter and bigger. A moment may be simple but it was larger than life for someone who havent seen or known how his son looks for all these years. For many moments, Arnav stood admiring the unique enchanting pale-pink skin tone, chestnut loose curls, and the best feature of all being the most captivating deep brown hazel eyes hooded with luscious lashes. No, doubt, He is print of Khushi all the way! He smiled caressing the innocent features gently with the tips of his fingers.
Assiduously working his hands in the kitchen preparing her favorite scramble, he swelled up feeling the spread of warmth through his body remembering what happened next later in the night. It was the same inexplicable tenderness that surrounded him the moment his eyes laid on the young boy, their little son. It was his mind that always played with Arnav's emotions in anger, but his heart never disowned the tiny innocent heart.
As he kept thinking more on how to fix their lives, somewhere deep down his guts, nagged an unknown fear about him being accepted by the little boy. But that thought quickly had been pushed behind recklessly as his gaze fell on the lady walking towards the kitchen, wiping down her face.
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Why was I taken into his house instead of mine? Does that mean he willing to give us a chance, but why suddenly. Khushi combing her hair, thought through the niggling questions as the bitter moments of yesterday played before her eyes. Is he pitying me, is that why he is accepting all these? And why didnt he question anything about Adarsh?
House, Bedroom, Move, and now Breakfast? Whats cooking in that crooked brain? Million questions lingered in her brain as she walked into the Kitchen and stood in couple of feet distance.
Walking past her, Arnav placed the large oval porcelain tray of food at the center of the table. Wiping his hands to the apron hung by his hips, he pulled the chair out and waited for her.
Her heart turned heavy at once remembering the pack of memories they once created at the dining table. The overwhelming emotion reflected in her hazel eyes that stared back at him.
Come...His voice soft and mellow but with a tinge of authority dragged her closer towards him as he clearly understood the wave of emotions that swept through her face.
The air around them constricted with deafening silence, only their breathings being the whispers to interrupt it. The next few moments neither of them spoke, diligently working through their plates, him relishing in newly gained composure and her trembling in generously gifted tranquility.
His eyes roved over the escaped strands hugging her sunken cheeks and puffy eyes while she uttered barely above a whisper staring back at him, You haven't answered me yet!
About?
I see all my stuff shifted to here. All of sudden you just move me in? You were miffed with me until yesterday. What should I think of it? What am I doing here? She questioned apprehensively, displeased at the thought if this is result of what he saw yesterday.
Leaning against his chair, The question is what you should be doing going forward.
She looking at him perturbed and puzzled.
Didnt get it?
She hesitantly shook her head being clueless.
I am not quite satisfied with the challenges I have been throwing at the restaurant. So thought of keeping you close and make you work more.
What? Is THAT the reason you are allowing me here? She advanced the fork towards him, daring him and instantly retreated watching sly smirk on his face.
And he didnt fail to notice a hint of disappointment in her question.
Disappointed? Chalo, I will come clean this time. While she looked at him anxiously, its no fun refraining so much anger when we fight infront of people, so I thought why not we fight within four walls, to our hearts content.
Thats not true I never fought with you in front of people.
Really? I wonder who that woman was to push me away yesterday.
Khushi turned uncomfortable remembering the horror she had noticed in his eyes yesterday. Her eyes lowered in shame and guilt unsure how to explain what was going through her those moments.
The helplessness and her inability to voice her fears turned him edgy but he is the man on mission to make life of her. Wearing a poker face to matters related to heart has always been his greatest prowess all his life. But its time he put it to best use.
Fidgeting with her fingers, her eyes dropped to the floor in shame and she spoke above a whisper, I am sorry. I wa..I guess I was..I guess...It was hard, the subject was hard to explain and discuss as she fumbled for words.
Scared? He voiced on her behalf and observed her keenly.
She shook her head affirmatively in rapid movements but only to negate next moment...No no I wasnt scared...No, I wasnt scared at all...
Arnav could see the veil of strength dawning upon her masking her insecurities.
Its just sometimes I get too anxious...that is all. But whatever might be the reason, I shouldnt have pushed you. I am very sorry. She lifted her hooded eyes and looked at him apologetically her eyes filled with prickling moistness.
Arnav restlessly shifted in his seat with strong urge to lean forward and comfort her. But he didnt reminding himself the attitude he should don before her.
I understand! He leaned forward and looked at her meaningfully surprising her.
But the flicker of surprise short lived as he continued..But that doesnt mean I am going to make peace with you for making my life miserable yesterday which was a result of your pathetic futile attempt to stay close to me. He did his best satisfying his heart and mind. Seriously, tearing passport? Who in their right frame of mind does that and land up in that sh*t of mess?
I do, because I am crazy. She stood up from her chair annoyed. And I will do the same every time you try to send me away.
Challenging Arnav Singh Raizada, are we? He stood up folding his hands and feigned a scowl.
YES, with all my ego! She mimicked the way he stood folding her hands at her chest.
His creased brows uncreased and his eyes narrowed at her taking his own time. Time to snatch the ball to his court. Just to save myself from days like yesterday, I have decided. He rambled his eyes from her head to toe, Congratulations! You just bought yourself a week time...
She looked at him baffled unsure what he was saying until what she heard next.
Win Me Khushi!
Khushi gaped at him shocked and surprised.
He walked closer as she stepped back falling against the edge of the table.
One week, stay in the house as close to me as you want. I promise I wont think, plot, or do anything against you in the mean time. Her eyes widened in disbelief at the new twist in her life.
Your time starts now to make me yours all over again. He whispered huskily leaning forward to her ears watching her close her eyes massacring the glass table with her nails and he could hear heart thumping against her chest in fright.
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Originally posted by: ShahSAIR
MERI LAACHAAARI PE BADI HASSSIII AARAHI HAI...😆😆 hasss lou hasss lou mera tym b aayegaaa jb tmhra ntwrk merey jitney khraaab hogaaa😉..n Mom ek din jaldi nhi uth sakti kya.. kasam se iss update k chkr mai maine kitna blood mosquitoes ko daaan de diyaa hai...😡😡😡
Amazing outstanding .. awesme.. too good..
Now I guess started the melting of the deserted life ...
Dii it was a superb lovely update.
Before I proceed forward I should say about the new banner... amazing dii.. superb cool banner...
You are just amazing dii...
Today not going to bore u much with my long bak baks...
Dii this was as usual superb an classy update.. I can say u are best in writing each and every emotion and feelings.. Hats off to every word that u pen with a enormous feelings and giving a new scenario to the scene.
Dii, for you:
Pass apko har pal hum ab mehsoos karte hain
Na aye yaad aap aisa koi pal nahe jeete hain
Mile chahe waqt kitna bhe hume
Ab apko khud se door kar nahe pate hain
Now coming to the update:
Amazing dii... it was a superb excellent update.
When did we not say that its not good or excellent or wonderful.. everytym the same words come automatically out of my lips as soon as I finish reading the update.
Dii, wonderful..
Starting with the tym wen Arnav was all round awake for her to gain consciousness or clean her thrown up...I felt so indifferent to read that how caring he is .. no doubts he was always like this but really this silent gestured speak much louder than the words ... great dii very well written.
She detests a touch, Di.
Even MINE!
I really go with the fact that how a human mind boggles some thoughts that are not logical but more of emotional.. I was amazed to see even Arnav a man who was more of logical too gt down with the emotional facts to believe that she is resisting his touch... May be the happenings of night are the reason .. and so he ended up concluding it to be her resistence.. Yaa .. he not ven once thought that it could be biological than sme other flow of emotions.. to be true I too first thought she is really resisting him... fact yaa she lashed on him and resisted him not to touch her... but will she ignore care of the man who is caring for her ... and thank god later Anjali's oral prescription and her logical reasons for the thrown up eased his and sply my head form cooking more of emotions.
And after a long gap I read how he smirked plenty of tyms in this morning... wonderful tym to gain the freezed smiles...
Good Morning Handsome! Had good sleep? NO?...She pouted and smiled the next moment, But I think Mama had the best sleep last night, I dont remember waking up.
She, Arnav and Adarsh photos.
I was shocked at the moment .. wen I read how could her son's photo be there.. did he bought it .. wen???later my nagging questions got a halt wen I read how he shifted all her stuff in his house in the middle of the night.. And how correct he was to do it wen she was all sleep.. to avoid her questions and sply her mind thinking as it all as pity on her.
Oh please dont do this, you dont have to fall to my feet and apologize, in fact it sho...
Hahaha I was laughing for long seconds as I read this lines.. how innocent she is in times... really dii it was so nyc to read her innocent words that make us smile .. nono infact laugh.
Believe me, I understand that part of our life very well. I have no questions to ask to which you have to think twice to answer.
How strange it is that sometym you delay in answering and ur silence is taken as the way it should not be.. and in that silence too the preson reads the hidden turmoils that ur lips fail to say...
And how well he understand her that she was not scared of the cops but the bitter past... that still haunt her every nyt... and any one nearing her take her back to ythe ill fated night.
Time for some tough love, Mrs. Khushi Singh Raizada!
I love him man ... for the reson that he is always different in thinking and know the best how to deal with the things related to her.. sply her unreasoned thoughts...
It was indeed a proud moment for any lover, it was a moment he would never forget!
I really felt a small smile creeped over my lips reading this line. And wondered how he must have felt to see that yes he was always a part of her life.. evn he agonied her for leaving him.. but he is proud that yes he was always there with her even it as his figure flesh in form of a snap.
and picking up the chubby face framed in the green, a happy fatherly smile broke on his lips that lit the dim room brighter and bigger. A moment may be simple but it was larger than life for someone who havent seen or known how his son looks for all these years. For many moments, Arnav stood admiring the unique enchanting pale-pink skin tone, chestnut loose curls, and the best feature of all being the most captivating deep brown hazel eyes hooded with luscious lashes. No, doubt, He is print of Khushi all the way! He smiled caressing the innocent features gently with the tips of his fingers.
O maa... I really had sme happy contended tears in my eyes as I read these lines... it was so filled with feelings and emotions of a father who sees his child after a long years of gap and how feel all his emotions flowing out to caress his figure frame in the snap. And trying to similarize it with lady who is none other than his wife. Aww dii... it was really wonderful that how he takes away my heart ... I know he will always love the kid .. evn though his eyes showed the helpness of that night in his eyes years ago in the hospital.. but now wen he see the kid who is more familiarizing with the lady he always adored and loved... he cant resist himself and I alwys liked his bond with kids.. and I know if the kid is alive then ... he will love him the most as his own child..
attitude he should don before her.
Aww.. man ... dii u will kill us with the constant wows u put in his character... he knew that she will never cometo him or accept to live with him as thinking he did all in pity towards her or by seeing her in that state last nyt ... so he play with her in his style .. showing up his bosiness.. grt dii... too good ... u always think different and jabardast...
Win Me Khushi!
Aww... man he is winning her by giving her the challenge to win him.. grt .. now I guess she will leave no stone unturned to win him and he want the same from her to come to him with her will not by his force or his bosiness... awesme dii.. too got now its going o be really fun to read how she try to win the race where she has already been taken in the winning track. Its just to win her own thoughts and her own insecurities...
Your time starts now to make me yours all over again.
Aww.. amn I was all killed to read thisline.. dii , r u on mission to kill us with giving constant wows in this update
The wheel of our life is still in your hands, only difference, this time I will nudge you to drive in the right direction to become US and not I & You.
Now I will say about the best phrase of this update... here this line justified to the core of this update.. hw he will take her to the way they want but not by driving himself but letting her drive and pushing her gently on the path... wer they can lead themselves to be US than being I and you...
Amazing dii... it was really wonderful nd awesme update... I was very much tensed by thinking that she may again get into the gloominess and trauma... but all thanks to the man who care for her more than his life.. that he played with her in the way she can win... without knowing the fact that this tym the victory is going to be of their.. not of a single person but of US...
And how in a single night all changed in their lives.. as u said the entire dynamics of their relation
until the night comes we cant see the stars.. so to get the brightness in life you need to see the darkest of night too..
Dii .. the part Arnav discussing with Anjali about Khushi health was really so well written and showed at place how he for seconds feel awkward to sgate their personal life with his sister but not risking her life, he shared her state, and all thanks to Anjali that she suggested him so well and infact lightened his mood.. really hats off di.. for the eneormous feeling you pen in between every realtion .. either its Arnav-Khushi or Arnav-Anjali .. Amazing.
I am impressed with the man Arnav is.. really dii u are making it too hard for me to stop myself from thinking about him the whole day.. he is really shown as very high valued man who is more sensible and understanding in every situation and never holded his anger for ong sply for the lady .. who is now giving him hard tym with her moods.
Hain jo kaid zamane se dard tere
har us dard ko ab mujhe bharna hain
Hain seene mein jo chubte adhoore armaan
Har us armann ko ab pura karna hain
Siskiya jo hain dard ki dete tujhe chuban kabhe
Har us siskiyo ko ter hansi mein badalna hian
Mile jae jo reh gya hain adhoora ateet mein kahe
Baat saare un raaho ki ab poore karne hain
Reh gaye the jo adhoore mein aur tum
Ab saath chalkar hum ban na hain
Please bear my extremely free flying typo mistake thoughts.
Amazing updt... Arnav stole the show...
Arnav taking care of khushi the whole night...reflected the scene where khushi took arnav's care the whole night in the serial - good to see.. liked it...
Anjali is such a sweetheart... The way she helped out Arnav letting him know everything to make khushi better is commendable...and Arnav taking help of his di shows how strong their bond has become...
Deeps do you own that kind of lamp???? I haven't seen one.. wondering where did you find out such a wired lamp... has this got something thing to do with arnav when he was alone without khushi???? The lamp signifies arnav's state being hanged(left alone without anything to hold for)
Oh poor arnav got hit by khushi... n khushi thinks he is apologizing...😊
Arnav taking the frames and placing it in the right place - this scene is so beautiful...loved it...⭐️❤️
Surely the dynamics have changed in a course of a night... now Mrs.ASR has a week in hand to win Mr.ASR...staying as close as possible with Arnav to win him...wow thats it the game begins now... now how does khushi win arnav, til now it was only khushi who would come up with something or the other to talk with arnav now when she is so close to arnav and arnav himself challenged her to win him, I wonder now what would be khushi's strategies to win her arnav.. though her first thought would be what has changed drastically overnight that arnav gave an open challenge to khushi...
Win Me Khushi!
Your time starts now to make me yours all over again.
MR.ASR VS MRS.ASR...WHO WOULD HELP WHOM TO BRING BACK B&W AND POSY
Time for some tough love, Mrs. Khushi Singh Raizada!
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