ArHi FF: Kya pata kahaan hum Chale(Part 25last 112 - Page 5

Part 3

"Working Women's Hostel" the lackluster board read. Khushi sighed and looked up again at the board to make sure she was at the correct place. She smiled bitterly on her own thought, this or any other place, did it even matter? She was on her own now, instinctively her hand went to her head from where she had cruelly rubbed off the red color and had put away the mangalsutra away trying to wipe off not only memories but also any sign that she was married. "Married!" she thought scornfully, "this was never how she had dreamed about it" Saying a small prayer of safety, she stepped into the office. The Matron who sat behind the desk looked unyielding, skeptical as she scanned khushi from head to toe. Swallowing her fear, Khsuhi sat in front of her and asked for a room. "How do you plan to pay for it?" came the direct question.

Arnav had never felt as furious as he felt right now. The rage was not directed at Khushi, not at Shayam, not at anyone but himself. Yes, he too had suffered in the last two days; it wasn't easy for him to hear what he did precisely at the time he had decided to open his heart in front of her. Neither was it easy to stand when his entire family had berated him, shouted at him, compared him with his father, but he had borne all that knowing that it was his Di he protected and that Khushi deserved it all for the two timing game she had played. The tables had been turned now, he had been grossly wrong. He kept seeing her image as she had shook her head from side to side repeating, "No, you don't know, you don't'" He had to find her, set things straight, apologise, he was thinking frantically. He didn't care how he was going to explain everything now to his family, all he wanted now was to somehow find Khushi. "Where was she?" he looked up.

Very calmly Khushi explained how she had lost her parents at a young age and had been brought up lovingly by a family only to be abandoned for jeopardizing her sister's marriage. She mixed up a few details for she wanted to bury her marriage deep down and never think about it or mention it again. This was her first step towards that. She told her how she had plans to do a few short courses and get a job soon, but for that she needed a job immediately to not only pay for the room but also for the courses she had planned to take. The matron smiled indulgently and said, " a lot of people come here to start their lives again, to make something out of it but this city is a harsh one girl, only the ones with rock sold resolution manage to survive. You think you can do it?" "Yes" came the prompt reply from the eighteen years old girl whose boats were burnt. She could only look forward, looking back was not a choice she will ever take.

Arnav went crazy driving all over Delhi, her cell was powered off, and he felt infinitely helpless, totally out of control. This was new to him and he hated it. Cursing himself continuously he had deliberately avoided going into hospitals and he had never been superstitious. In Delhi, where will a person even think of starting to look for someone! After 2 hours of mindless and furious drive he at last decided to check all the hospitals, he had even asked Aman to do the same. One after another, he checked out every small and big facility, not knowing how to react when he came out without any news of Khushi. Should he be happy that she wasn't hurt or curse himself that she was still lost?

It was almost 10 in the night when Khushi entered the room, the room which was going to be her lodging for a long time to come. She had a job in the hostel kitchen to make lunch and dinner and the matron had promised to help her find a good institution for the courses she wanted to take. Short hand and English Skills were her targets, for initially she wanted to take up a secretarial job. She lied down on the bed, hoping to fall asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, but she couldn't. Tears began to fall effortlessly; she could finally give in to her grief and cry her heart out. She wasn't crying for Arnav for she had stopped feeling anything for him. Only 2 days ago she had felt love for him but now, she only had cold indifference for him. She waited for the next day's sun to rise, hoping against hope that it will bring sunshine to her life and not more scorching heat.

very nice update...

Oh i want more of this!!!!! loved the update & thanks for the PM.

wesome amazing

simply awesome...

loved it please update soon

m really lovng the story a lot!!!!

Awesome... I hope same thing happens in a serial too...

So sad and the song in the bk grd just accentuates the feeling... but this is so appropriate one of the most logical outcome of the current track... how can u forget all these misdeeds even if u manage to remain in love with such a person...personally i wud hate him to the core... there is no such thing as eternal love this is just a blasphemy invented by so called poets and writters...