Life was good!
He had finally found his place, he had finally gotten out of his very successful father's and brother's shadow. He was making a name for himself by himself. And then suddenly after sixteen years he saw Khushi again. He hadn't thought of her in a long time, in the first two years after they broke up he imagined various scenarios on how they would meet and what he would say to her. It was probably appropriate that he saw her again at the airport, what better way to to symbolize their relationship two passing ships or in this instance perhaps planes, together for a brief moment on their way to very divergent paths.
Their teen romance embodied every Bollywood movie cliche. They were eighteen, he the son of a wealthy businessman and she was the maid's daughter. They fell in love, snuck in precious moments to be together, he thought they would be together forever. He risked everything for her but she didn't survive under the relentless pressure of his father's money and interference. She and her mother simply disappeared one day. He was heart broken, bitter and tormented. It took him a long time to go back to being himself, but it was never the same again. Romance, love really didn't appeal to him any more, maybe that's what helped him find success.
Anyway, she seemed to arguing with a man, suddenly threw up her hands and walked away.
Khushi was pregnant and hormonal. She was not her usual calm, logical self. This baby was driving her batty. It had been a long 8 months, she was due to deliver in four weeks.
She felt something, turned and saw Arnav. Arnav Singh Raizada, her first love. She was very surprised to see him, she really didn't think she would see him again, they didn't really move in the same social circles, heck they didn't even live in the same part of India any more. Theirs was the cliched teenage romance, poor girl falls in love with rich boy. But she realized life doesn't allow for romance when you are poor. Sixteen years ago, one day she had discovered that his mother had beat up her mother rather badly, no romance could survive that. She didn't tell him anything, not even a good bye, she didn't think she could even talk to him or perhaps was strong enough to part if she saw him. She waited for her mother to recover until she could travel and then they just left. The first two years after they moved, she had been heart broken, bitter and tormented. She just couldn't bear the unfairness of it all, that it cost her family everything, that they had to leave everything if they had to just survive.
She shook herself of out her memories, smiled and walked over to him.
"Hi Arnav, how are you? Its been a long time", she said.
"Yes it has been a long time, I see you are you are doing well" pointing at her very pregnant self.
"Yes, I'm due in another month, we are going to visit my in laws before the baby is born." said Khushi.
Khushi waited for a tide of emotions to hit her, but nothing. That was weird, in her pregnant state emotions were just bubbling under the surface just waiting to burst out and she really didn't feel anything after seeing Arnav after so many years. Oh well, maybe what they said was indeed true, time healed all wounds.
Khushi turned as she heard her daughter call her, "Mommy look what daddy found?" the little girl said. In her right hand a Dairy Milk Fruit and Nut chocolate bar and in the other hand was a packet of jalebis. Khushi laughed, her husband knew her very well and knew how to make her smile. A thought then struck her on why she was so unaffected by seeing Arnav, she didn't want a grand romance when her days were filled with the small joys in life. That, it seemed made the difference. Her husband was a good man, and she realized that she was indeed happy. Her last thought, before she turned to Arnav and said "Bye Arnav, take care of yourself", was that her life was good.
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