ArHi FF: Revealed #9 | * REMOVED * - Page 79

Aneri Singh Raizada...

He murmured softly, tilting his head to sneak a glance at the recipient of that name.

Now I understand what ' You had me with Hello' really means. Coz you had me with that sentence. For some reason, foolish maybe, but I have read just this sentence several times... How many times when we achieve what we think to be unachievable or what we so badly want, do we check it, look at it, say it, touch it and or feel it to make sure that it is real. Is that what Arnav is feeling? It is, isn't it? And that one sentence conveys it all to me.

ASR... I have to be really slow... but somehow I didn't think of Aneri Singh Raizada as ASR... till the little girl herself said it. Another bond... Another link from parent to child. A legacy surely. She will be ASR, daughter of ASR! Why does that give me a lump in my throat?

Tae Kwon Do pose... For a story that could not be farther from the original, you have managed to sew in these important moments so effortlessly Jigs. How did you do that?

Aman at the airport... Ari will forever be that little girl in the photograph to me. Actually I am going to save that photo and if anyone finds it on my phone, well Ari will be a very good friend's daughter and the chap... will have to be her husband. Haven't decided who will be the lucky recipient of these relationships... Sorry I wander... The emotions that you had Aman feel when he sees Arnav with his family, have we not felt them when we see our siblings in a particularly joyful moment... a deserving moment. The first thought that leaves the mind is MashaAllah. How beautifully you translated that photograph into a moment in Ari and Aman's life. The kiss that he places on her tiny hand and the silent promise that he makes... The former was heart melting and the latter was heart warming, reassuring, priceless... coz here was another layer of protection for Ari... Another not insignificant barrier between her and the world out there. Jeez, I loved it. Oh... and the "Sorry, Bro. I love listening to her talk." left a silly smile glued to my face.

The seven steps into the house... I had a 'phurra' ( know what that is, right?) for it already, and still I loved that sweet moment and the innocence and wonder of the connection that she made. Seven, the same as December 7th of her birthday. And not that long ago Arnav was sitting on these same steps thinking about time and the significance of seven. That moment was bittersweet, the danger not completely averted and nothing could be happier than this moment. Another loop closed!

What an absolutely fantastic chapter Jigs. The story is almost over and you still won't let me off this emotional roller coaster. Loved it, Yaar, just loved it!