Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki: Episode Discussion Thread - 23
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Anupama back to Shah house , at Baa's feet !
21 years of Mujhse Shaadi Karogi
Loved it... just wished kushi was only emotionally stronger than him and not physically.
Now, now, chap 19….incredibly fast that was!
Anyways, I peeped into IF to read your FF, once and the next day I was the owner of a solid yell…cost me hard you know.😆
Intense and more intense, the babies part, lolz, I would have fallen off the chair! And the last part, you go girl!⭐️
That was really sweet of him to snap the pic hun!
And the chap 5 I guess, a light breezy one, little intense, I wonder what my mom would say if she'd seen me then!😆
The storeroom scene😍 was damn good!!
And tell me what, he is going to win over her kiss to win over her…and I like your dress choice dude, I actually love it!
The kiss….two in a row, I'll count better way!😎
Chap 8 was really inspirational sis, I love it…I like she doesn't believe in God (don't throw shoes at least)…she is being self dependent!
I don't deserve you
You are so much better than me
But I need you, I want you
It was epic..the whole poem, and needless to say, I love the response even more, just an epic one!!⭐️
I think of very high….are you a professional witer, you mustn't keep secrets from your reader, you know!!😃
It was a damn good one….I love the rhythm!!
Let's see how he impresses the two girls…🥱
Maybe I should forget I have the last exam left tomorrow, what say?
Loved chap 11 I guess…just superb…I am still drooling over how he would have looked.
And Nigel, like Peter Fascinelli maybe?😍
Maybe the best chap was the next one…just a complete package!
Lovely work⭐️
Infact I love the ups and downs, actually I appreciate it..it was sense that she was rude
To be honest, I don't appreciate Khusi in the #14….but she has changed for good cause though🥱
Really excited about the next part!
Part #15 . 1 was really cool and I hope Anjali is not so much older..😆
#16 was a bomb….love the brewing love story and Fans was epic..great going⭐️
#17 was different, I liked it, I am happy for Anjali, and somewhere I still hope the story is like this in the real show😳
Best chappy till now buddy…love the children' bonding, soo shweet!! Love the Aadith Anjali part😃
And as usual….the pooping part was hilarious!🤣🤣
So I need to turn my favs everytime…so Chap #18. 2 was the best
Footsie like football….hilarious!!😆
And it was realy nice of Khusi…damn good work my friend!
I can't believe there are no more updates..
This was epic..and I am waiting hungrily for the next ones…like how Freddy thought Arnav would ask him, but poor guy and Lara Croft? 😍Too good! It was a nice convo with Aadith and Arnav, really nice one!
And I am done with this ..jeez, it's like 470 words
Anyways, great read buddy!
I do hope you don't confused, I typed up as I read, so I did found it pretty confusing myself!🤓
Originally posted by: -Murphy369-
Now, now, chap 19'.incredibly fast that was!
Anyways, I peeped into IF to read your FF, once and the next day I was the owner of a solid yell'cost me hard you know.😆
Intense and more intense, the babies part, lolz, I would have fallen off the chair! And the last part, you go girl!⭐️
That was really sweet of him to snap the pic hun!
And the chap 5 I guess, a light breezy one, little intense, I wonder what my mom would say if she'd seen me then!😆
The storeroom scene😍 was damn good!!
And tell me what, he is going to win over her kiss to win over her'and I like your dress choice dude, I actually love it!
The kiss'.two in a row, I'll count better way!😎
Chap 8 was really inspirational sis, I love it'I like she doesn't believe in God (don't throw shoes at least)'she is being self dependent!
I don't deserve you
You are so much better than me
But I need you, I want you
It was epic..the whole poem, and needless to say, I love the response even more, just an epic one!!⭐️
I think of very high'.are you a professional witer, you mustn't keep secrets from your reader, you know!!😃
It was a damn good one'.I love the rhythm!!
Let's see how he impresses the two girls'🥱
Maybe I should forget I have the last exam left tomorrow, what say?
Loved chap 11 I guess'just superb'I am still drooling over how he would have looked.
And Nigel, like Peter Fascinelli maybe?😍
Maybe the best chap was the next one'just a complete package!
Lovely work⭐️
Infact I love the ups and downs, actually I appreciate it..it was sense that she was rude
To be honest, I don't appreciate Khusi in the #14'.but she has changed for good cause though🥱
Really excited about the next part!
Part #15 . 1 was really cool and I hope Anjali is not so much older..😆
#16 was a bomb'.love the brewing love story and Fans was epic..great going⭐️
#17 was different, I liked it, I am happy for Anjali, and somewhere I still hope the story is like this in the real show😳
Best chappy till now buddy'love the children' bonding, soo shweet!! Love the Aadith Anjali part😃
And as usual'.the pooping part was hilarious!🤣🤣
So I need to turn my favs everytime'so Chap #18. 2 was the best
Footsie like football'.hilarious!!😆
And it was realy nice of Khusi'damn good work my friend!
I can't believe there are no more updates..
This was epic..and I am waiting hungrily for the next ones'like how Freddy thought Arnav would ask him, but poor guy and Lara Croft? 😍Too good! It was a nice convo with Aadith and Arnav, really nice one!
And I am done with this ..jeez, it's like 470 words
Anyways, great read buddy!
I do hope you don't confused, I typed up as I read, so I did found it pretty confusing myself!🤓
I know this took longer than usual. Sorry, work was crazy the last 2 days. Anyway..as promised here is something like a date(s). 😃
Chapter 20: A date and a half
Anjali and Aadit were eating dinner at a quiet restaurant she had picked. He had finally screwed up the courage and asked her out. She'd said yes very quickly, almost as if she was afraid he'd change his mind. They'd finally gotten to talk for an extended period of time. They had different tastes in music, (She liked Classical-both western and Hindustani, he was a metalhead!) and movies (She liked romantic tearjerkers like An affair to remember and Lamhe, he liked Monty Python and Austin Powers). But they both enjoyed books by Gabriel Garcia Marquez and reading Autobiographies. They had also discovered a common love of flea markets and a severe case of wanderlust. She had always wanted to travel the world, but never had the opportunity to do so. He'd always meant to do it, but had never found the time to take a long vacation and see places. In her company, he found himself wanting to take that break.
They found themselves talking late into the evening, lingering over their coffee. She was letting herself live after a very long time. He was coming alive with a woman for the first time in a long time. Two diametrically opposite personalities. She'd lost too much, suffered too much, had been too heart sore for too long. He'd lived a lot, loved very little and had never had the shadow of sadness darken his life. They didn't know where this would take them. They were just in it for the ride. She wanted to break free from the heaviness that had rested on her heart, that had imprisoned her soul for 7 years. She was tired of feeling sad and remorseful. Truthfully, she was over it. She wasn't sad or angry or upset that her ex-husband had turned out to be a womanizing creep. She felt nothing anymore. It had taken a long time, but her wounds had healed. She was ready to move on. To laugh again. To live again. Maybe even fall in love again. Or maybe just have a good time with a nice man who clearly liked her. Yes, Anjali was moving on.
And Aadit. Aadit was falling. He looked at her, smiling as she sipped her coffee. She was wearing a pale pink lucknowi salwar suit, her hair hung loosely about her as usual She wore simple diamond studs in her ears and no other jewelry. Her eyes shone as she talked about the last movie she had seen. To him, she was the prettiest woman on Earth.
"Dance?' he asked. The restaurant had a small dance floor and there were a few couples slow dancing to the mushy songs that were playing.
"I..er'limp, can't dance," she said apologetically.
"Can't or haven't tried to?" he asked.
"Both," she smiled ruefully.
"Why not give it a shot?" he said, holding out a hand to her.
"No, Aadit. Really. I can't," she protested, but he dragged her out of the chair and to the dance floor. Once there, he draped her arms around his neck, and placed his around her waist, pulling her close. She looked down, blushing. She hadn't done this in a long time. And when she least expected it, he lifted her slightly and positioned on his feet.
"Aadit! I'm too heavy," she said gasping at this sudden move.
"No you're not, you feel heaven-ly, not heavy!" he quipped, pulling her closer to bury his head in her neck.
"Aadit, put me down," she said struggling to free herself.
"You don't want to dance with me?" he asked, looking up at her, hurt.
"No, that's not it. I do. But I'm sure it hurts to have me stand on your feet," she said.
"Enjoy the dance, Anjali. You are dancing with the winner of the Best Dancer award 3 years in a row at the Office Christamas party!" He swung her around lightly. She clutched at him, gasping again at the suddenness of his moves. After a minute she started enjoying the slow rhythm of the dance. She felt his quiet breathing as he rested his chin on top of her head. She closed her eyes and leaned into him. "This is nice," she said snuggling closer. "Uhh-huh," he replied. When the music stopped, they split apart reluctantly and returned to their table.
He drove her home and walked her to the door.
"I had a good time tonight Aadit, thanks" said Anjali.
"Me too Anju," he said.
"Anju! No one's called me that in a long time," she exclaimed.
"Really! Who called you Anju?" he asked curiously.
"My Mom. She called me Anju. I haven't heard that name in over 20 years," said Anjali sighing.
"Well, get used to it. Because I like Anju. Its short and sweet. And it suits you," he said laughingly.
"OK then! I will. Good night Aadit!" said Anjali fishing for her keys in her purse.
"Good night Anju! Do I dare kiss you goodnight or is your brother peeping through the window to make sure I maintain a decent distance?" he asked, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he laughed.
"If you have to ask, there's only one answer!" said Anjali opening the door quickly. "Good night Aadit. See you soon!" she sad planting a light kiss on his cheek and walking into the house.
Aadit walked to his car shaking his head ruefully. "Tsk, tsk, Aadit! You asked for permission. What are you, 16?"
Khushi's house
At about the same time Anjali and Aadit were starting out on their first date, Khushi was in her home, playing with her kids. Nigel had the evening off. He and Freddy had gone off to a bar to blow some steam off. She was making pav bhaaji for dinner. Sheila was helping her by mashing potatoes. Nita was being extremely unhelpful by smearing mashed potatoes and carrots on her face and on the high chair she was sitting in.
"Nita! No!" said Khushi exasperatedly. She picked her up from the chair and walked over to the sink. "Look at you! You have food in your hair. It's going to be impossible to clean. Why are you such a bad baby?" she asked sternly. Nita's face crumpled at her Mother's tone. She burst into tears.
"I'm sorry baby! I'm sorry. Mommy's just worried about you. Come on, I'll get you cleaned up," she sighed. It took the better part of 15 minutes to get her cleaned completely. It took the same amount of time for Nita to stop wailing. By the time they were done Khushi was totally frazzled. When she came down with Nita resting on her hip quietly, she smelt something burning. "Oh God! I left the stove on. It's burnt! Damn!" she said turning the gas off quickly. "
"I knew something was wrong. I just didn't know what," said Sheila shaking her head wisely.
"Sheila! You smelt the burning. Why didn't you come get me?" asked Khushi, a little upset.
"I wanted to, but I was reading," said Sheila nonchalantly.
"Sheila! Dinner is burnt. You have to be more watchful when Mommy is alone at home. This is serious," said Khushi. Tears filled Sheila's eyes and ran down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry Mommy. I didn't mean to," she said crying softly.
"I know baby. I shouldn't have gotten mad at you,' said Khushi now feeling guilty. "Come here," she said. Sheila ran to her and hugged her knees.
"It's OK girls. It's not Mommy's evening. Now, what should we do for dinner? Should we send out for pizza?" she asked. Before Sheila could answer, the bell rang. Khushi put Nita down, and told Sheila to watch her, before walking to the door.
ASR stood there, a piece of paper in his hand. He looked at her. She looked a little worse for wear, he thought. A little frazzled, hair all mussed, clothes crumpled. Still, she was lovely, he thought.
"What's up ASR?" she asked, not looking too pleased. He opened up the piece of paper I his hand and read the Neruda poem he had picked.
'Perhaps not to be is to be without your being.'
"Perhaps not to be is to be without your being,
without your going, that cuts noon light
like a blue flower, without your passing
later through fog and stones,
without the torch you lift in your hand
that others may not see as golden,
that perhaps no one believed blossomed
the glowing origin of the rose,
without, in the end, your being, your coming
suddenly, inspiringly, to know my life,
blaze of the rose-tree, wheat of the breeze:
and it follows that I am, because you are:
it follows from 'you are', that I am, and we:
and, because of love, you will, I will,
We will, come to be."
He read well, and with feeling. He barely looked at the piece of paper. He seemed to have memorized it almost completely. Khushi's heart raced as she heard the beautiful words being read to her. Then, he finished and started to speak.
"Look. Khushi. I can't be romantic. I can't write poetry. But I can read it. And Pablo Neruda writes extremely well. So, I just thought I'd tell you.." Before he could finish, she shook her head at him, sighing.
"Only you ASR. Only you could read such a beautiful poem, and then spoil it all by explaining yourself in such a manner,"
"What? What did I do now?" he asked exasperatedly.
"If you don't already know, it's too soon to tell you." She said smilingly.
"What?" he asked.
"Never mind. Take us out to dinner." She said walking into the living room, with him following her closely. Sheila ran to him as soon she saw him. She hugged him and he lifted her high. "Hello sweetheart! How are you?" he asked. She replied by giving him a tight hug.
"Mommy burnt dinner!" Sheila informed him.
ASR cracked a smile. "So that's what that awful smell is," he said. "I was wondering."
"How did Miss Perfect actually do something as human as burning dinner?" he asked smilingly.
"Nita had food in hair and all over her face. I went to get her cleaned up and forgot to turn the stove off. Sheila didn't tell me because she busy reading a book!" said Khushi, looking none too pleased.
"I see. Where's Nigel?" Said ASR.
"He has the evening off." Said Khushi.
"OK. So you guys hungry? Where do you want to go eat?" he asked.
"Pizza!" yelled Sheila. Nita gurgled happily at the sound of pizza.
"Alright then, Pizza it is. Let's go." He said.
He took them to Pizza Hut. They had the time of their lives. Khushi ate a paneer tikka pizza after years. Sheila enjoyed her cheese pizza. Nita fell asleep halfway through the meal, having already eaten her dinner at home. ASR looked at them. Nita asleep in her stroller. Sheila munching on her pizza. Khushi, smiling at him as she ate. He had a warm, fuzzy feeling in his heart. It felt nice. Like they were a family, and out to dinner.
"Why aren't you eating ASR? And why are you grinning at me like that? Do I have something on my face?" asked Khushi looking puzzled.
"No. No you don't. It's nothing." Said ASR, picking up his pizza quickly.
Sheila had fallen asleep in the car on the ride back home. Khushi brought Nita in and ASR lifted Sheila and bought her in. After the tucked both girls into bed, they walked downstairs and sat on the living room couch. Khushi stretched out her legs in front of her. ASR smiled to see her looking so relaxed and happy.
"Arnav, read me that poem now. And this time, don't spoil the ending." Said Khushi suddenly. ASR looked thoughtful for a moment. Then he fished out the paper and read her the poem, again. This time when he finished, he looked at her and repeated the last 4 lines.
"And it follows that I am, because you are:
it follows from 'you are', that I am, and we:
and, because of love, you will, I will,
We will, come to be."
"One more thing Khushi," he said. He was sitting next to her on the couch and pulled her close and kissed her.
"Dinner tomorrow night Khushi?" he asked, smiling after pulling away.
"OK." She said, smiling back at him.
"Good night Khushi. Sweet dreams." He said as he got up to leave.
"Thanks for taking us to dinner tonight ASR." She said.
"Thanks for burning dinner Khushi Kumari Gupta!" he smiled.
"Go away. I'm a fantastic cook. Mistakes happen," she said, looking cross.
"Hmm. Yes, I'm glad to see you can make mistakes too," he said softly.
"I make a lot of mistakes ASR. But I make up for them too," she replied.
"I'm trying to make up for mine Khushi," he said.
"You're doing OK so far," she said quietly. "Good night Arnav!"
"Good Night Khushi." He drove home happily. She'd agreed to go out with him, and she'd called him Arnav. Twice. Things were finally moving along. He was happy. "This time, I won't screw it up", he thought. "This time, we will make it work."
I cheated, I know. But gotta leave something for the next chapter, no? Alrighty people..tell me what you think. 😊
Hey,
I loved the part. I am loving Freddy. He's enjoying himself by making a fool out of Aadit and Arnav and I am enjoying his tactics.
Thanks for the PM.
Please Continue Soon.
Love,
Dee.
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