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Nice update

I loved what she said towards the end of this update... :'( </3 <3 :)
Kind of Heart-Breaking.. but even then..

Omg!! This is turning out more interesting! Khushi's attitude has surprised everyone!
But she is too nice for her own good!

Loving the way this is progressing!

Looking forward for next one!

a very tooouching story...loving it...OMG!!!!arnavs hatred made hr looose interest in life...continue sooon

Chapter 15

"Sometimes I think, Arnav, that if I was there instead of Kaaka-Kaaki that day.. and if I had died, we both would have been so happy. You would have got your parents back and I would have gone to my parents.. We both would have been so happy.. so happy" she spoke with a dazed look, staring at the door and not looking at Arnav at all, leaving him astonished with the kind of thoughts that were coming into her mind.

"Khushi?" he shook her, embracing her in a warm hug the next second.

"Don't do this. Okay? Don't speak like this" he patted her back, his own heartbeat racing. He didn't feel her hugging him back, so left her and stepped back.

Tears welled her eyes, as she looked direct into his whites, a weird tiredness reflected by her face.

Don't be weak, her mind scolded her.

Be strong, his mind ordered him.

She struggled to speak something, but before she could, the doctor entered the room, along with the nurse.

The doctor checked Khushi's blood pressure and pulse rate, instructing something to the nurse and talking to Khushi for a while about how she's feeling. He then called Arnav out of the room and said something to him about Khushi's present state, before leaving for his cabin.

Arnav sighed and looked down, thinking hard to get Khushi out of what she's going into... Depression.

*

It was early afternoon and Khushi was just sitting back on her bed, staring at nothing in particular. Though Arnav tried to talk to her, but she never gave him a satisfying response. He at last went and sat on the couch, working on his phone.

He looked up from his phone when he heard Khushi call out for him.

"I'm hungry" she said in a low voice before looking away and yawning.

"I'll call the nurse" he said, and got up to go out of the room.

"No don't, please" a low voice stopped him, as he looked back to find a gloomy expression formed on her face.

"I don't want to have that feeka soup.."

Arnav wanted to smile hard, but the moment didn't require him to do so. He moved dangerously close to her and asked in a husky voice, "Then what do you want to have?"

"Anything" she looked at her lap, feeling somewhat better.

The very next minute, the door to the room opened wide and Piya came in, carrying a huge packet with her. She hugged Khushi and smiled at Arnav, before keeping the packet on a table.

"Kya layi hai?" Khushi asked, her voice sounding normal again.

"Gol gappe!" Piya squealed, she herself feeling excited.

"Oh my god. Jaldi de" Khushi too squealed, enthusiasm valid in her voice now, a rare kind of joy reflected on her face.

"Piya. This is not good for her.." Arnav seriously hated himself for saying this, but if it was not good, Khushi will not have it.

"Don't worry Arnav. This is made on request. Its not spicy.. I've asked the doctor also" Piya explained, smiling at him, while he nodded understandingly.

She prepared one piece and gave it to Khushi, taking one for herself. Arnav made his way outside the room, giving time to the two friends to enjoy.

He opened the door to leave, but was left rooted in his tracks when his ears rang with the most melodious laughter he had ever heard... of Khushi. He turned back to find Khushi laughing loudly seeing Piya choke on the gol-gappe.

"Tu kabhi poora nahi khaa paati" (You're never able to eat the whole) she laughed, patting Piya's back to help her.

He closed his eyes, not able to digest the kind of happiness he got seeing her laughing. He felt like everything's solved now and he'll be able to get her back in his life.

'Angel' he felt his lips move as he hummed that word.

He quickly made an exit from the room, not wanting to spoil the moment at all. If, by chance, Khushi saw him looking at her, she would again be all quiet and sad, which he didn't wanted to happen.

*

Khushi stared at a butterfly on the window pane, as it moved slowly through the length of the pane. Little things in the room grabbed her attention, and she was lost again. Piya was busy in clearing out the mess created by them while munching on the gol-gappe, while Arnav was still out of the room.

"Rajeev uncle. Hum kahan jaa rahe hai?" (Rajeev uncle. Where are we going?) Khushi asked Rajeev, as he paid the taxi driver, after reaching Chandigarh.

"Beta, ab aapko ek nayi dost milegi" (Child, you'll get a new friend now) he replied, pressing the door-bell.

Khushi smiled and held his hand, caressing her band-aided chin with her other hand.

"Bhaiya" a middle-aged man opened the door, hugging Rajeev the next moment.

Khushi entered the house along with Rajeev, looking at a lady and a little-girl, dressed in a neat yellow frock. Khushi looked at her own frock, which was smudged with mud, and impulsively rubbed off the dirt from it.

Smiling a broken-toothed smile at Khushi, the little-girl took forward her hand, "I'm Piya. What's your name?"

"Khushi" she replied with a similar smile, shaking her hand with hers.

"Don't worry about her, Bhaiya. She will be safe with us" Amit, Piya's father and Rajeev's brother, assured Rajeev, smiling at the two girls who were already 'friends'.

Her eyes again became teary, while she looked at Piya throwing a packet in the dustbin. If her Amit uncle had not given her shelter, what would have happened to her? If her Piyu had not shared her everything with her, how would she experience the bliss of an ever-lasting friendship?

She realised that she was never alone.. When Arnav parted her away from himself, Piya hugged her. When her parents left her to look on to her life on her own, Piya's parents became her own..

"Khush. I'll just come" Piya's voice startled her, and she walked out of the room.

*

Arnav stood beside the window of her room, looking at the sky which slowly grew with bright stars. Khushi was seated on her bed, gazing at Arnav's back.

"I was so happy when Maa told me that they're getting you to live with us" he started, breaking her gaze, "But when I saw Dadi's head band-aided and your arm plastered, I was shocked. Then those men carried my Maa's and Papa's bodies inside our house. They were dead..Everything was happening so quickly, that I was not able to understand anything. I refused to believe that my Maa will not make me eat the food with her own hands anymore.. that my Papa will not help my in maths anymore.. we three will not go out for movies anymore.. I was shattered.." and a loud sob escaped his mouth, making her widen her eyes.

"Arnav" a broken voice compelled him to turn towards her.

"I don't know why everything indicated that you had done something wrong. And then.. what those neighbourhood ladies said, just added fuel to the fire. One side of me told me that I should go and cry along with you.. that we both were orphans. We both lost the most precious people of our lives. And another side of me said that the reason of me being an orphan was you..! I don't know what happened then. Anger took over me, may be. The only thing that poked the negativity inside me was the fact that you were the reason of my parents' death, somewhere.." he continued, tears flowing down his eyes incessantly.

"Now I realise. I was so wrong!" he cried, "I am so sorry for everything, Khushi. I am sorry."

He moved closer to her and took her in a tight hug, whimpering on her shoulder.

"Arnav" she choked on her saliva, her arms spontaneously wrapping around him, moving back and forth on his back to calm him down.

"I'm so sorry, Khushi.."

She could hear his heart thud against his chest, as he cried hard.

"Shh Arnav.. It's okay.." she whispered and combed the back of his hair, occasionally patting his back.

*

-Clarification:-

There are two persons named 'Amit' in this story. One is Arnav's dad, Amit Singh Raizada. The other is Amit Mehta, Piya's father and Rajeev's brother, with whom Khushi stayed during her childhood.

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Sanjana.

At last Arnav opened up and Khushi realized that there were people who stood by her...

at least arnav tell about his felling to riya
loved it
plz update soon

Loved the update :D

But when i was reading it i felt like i read the update too quickly that it eneded so sooonnn :D :D

Looking firward for the next part

Nice update
I hope kushi will forgives him
Best of luck