True Colors New Thread 3-Chapter 51 Updated - Page 32

I loved it. I really like Karan's character. Yes!!! I think Anjali's plan is working. I can't wait for the next part. Please continue soon.

Loved it...this jealousy track is sooo entertaining and interesting to read. Great job 😊

Nice

Love this entire story! Please update soon.

Originally posted by: --Siva--

Rima.. Update?

I loved the jealousy..

With all the rumours of who is quitting and who is not and all that, I have been busy tryng to make people believe and look forward to the good times in IPKKND. I think the show is getting interesting and will comtinue to pick up. So let's support the show guys.Chapter 45

Anjali was having fun watching Khushi holding on to Arnav whenever he was talking to La and Arnav always making sure he was butting into every conversation between NK and Khushi and drawing her attention to himself.

"Dinner time," she called out chirpily.

Deliberately she had set the table in such a way that Arnav had to sit next to La and Khushi had to sit next to NK.

"Khushiji I am glad you are sitting mere bigul mein," he said cracking his old joke again, making Khushi laugh out loud.

Aranv moved his chair in irritation. But he had to sit next to La.

"Khushiji I got a very nice gift for you," NK said unmindful of ASR's glowering look.

"Oh really! What is it? That was so sweet of you," Khushi gushed.

"I got you a real nice emerald bracelet for your god bharai! I have always been sad that the bangles I got you once did not fit you," NK said.

Arnav was carried back to that night and the uncomfortable events that had followed. Khushi also looked up with concern at Arnav. Arnav caught her eyes and stretched his hand across the table.

Automatically Khushi extended her hands. He held it as if it was precious glass.

"NK I have just gifted her gold bracelet which she is wearing right now. You are adding to her collection. Here let me show you what I gifted her," Arnav said gradually moving her sleeve up a little and revealing a beautiful gold bracelet adorning Khushi's graceful wrist hand.

He had started off with the intention of telling NK that gifting anything to Khushi was his right. But the moment he touched Khushi, that was forgotten.

His fingers slid down the inside of her hand and around the bracelet and down her beautiful fingers making her shiver with the sensation.

Their fingers still entwined they were lost in each other. Both remembering the day he had gifted her bracelet'

It had been their first anniversary.

Arnav had let the whole day pass without even wishing her.

Khushi had thrown him one million looks of longing. But he had pretended he did not know. He had taken off to work leaving her glaring at him.

In the evening he had asked her to come to a resort claiming It was an office party. He had sent the car.

She had come looking for the party hall and found herself in a honeymoon suite instead.

He had been there to greet her and kiss her A 'Happy Anniversary''

He had put the bracelet around her wrist as he had kissed it with passion'

And what had followed was the most magical moments in their lives'as Arnav had made up for the whole day by telling her how happy he was to have her in his life. They had made love many times after that'

"Ahem!" Anjali cleared her throat breaking their reverie and bringing Khushi and Arnav back into reality.

NK and Lavanya looked away, both feeling a twinge seeing their one-time dreams, so much in love.

But NK recovered first and continue to chat with Khushi.

Lavanya was trying to serve Arnav.

'"ASR do you want rotis?" Lavanya asked trying to pass the rotis.

"Lavanyaji give them ones without butter," Khushi instructed. Lavanya nodded.

"Ok ASR. Shall I serve the subji?" Lavanaya asked.

"Oh serve him the one without spice at the other end," Khushi instructed.

Lavanya nodded again.

"ASR do you need dal?" Lavanya asked.

"Give him the moong dal, he doesn't like kaali dal," Khushi instructed. Then she quickly collected herself and said "Sorry Lavanyaji for disturbing you with all my intructions. You see Arnav never specifies it. So we have to watch out. Ok do something, you come this side and I will sit near Arnav. I don't have to disturb you with frequent instructions then," Khushi said and made her way towards Lavanaya's chair.

Lavanya shrugged and took over Khushi's place near NK.

Anjali hid a smile watching these two. Well Arnav and Khushi were making no bones of claiming each other as each other's territory.

NK eyed Lavanya through the corner of his eyes. Boy was she hot!

"It is hot in here isn't it?" NK said cheekily.

"With the AC in full blast? You must be kidding," Lavanya said.

"No it suddenly got hot," NK continued his flirting.

Lavanya refused to respond. Cheapo! She cursed.

"Why are you eating so less? Are you on a diet?" he asked.

"None of your business," Lavanya muttered.

'Hm. She is acting pricey. Well I will have to work harder' NK thought.

NK and Lavanya walked back together to the outhouse where they were to stay for a week. Anjali had informed them that they could each take the front and back room.

As they walked towards the outhouse, NK broke the silence asking Lavanaya, "So, do you like India or London?"

"London," La said cryptically.

"Why? Is it because it is less conservative than India?" NK asked.

"That has nothing to do with things. London has been my home for long," Lavanya said.

"Hm. So you have a boyfriend," NK shot out at Lavanya.

"Does it matter?" she asked and then added, "No."

"So, do you date," NK pushed his luck optimistically.

Lavanya swung round in anger, "You know what. Stop thinking that all westernized girls are a cheap lay and easy targets and ready to be pounced on. You live in Australia and have this mind set?" Lavanya lashed out.

NK was stunned to see the rage and pain in her eyes.

"Hey! Hold on. I admit I was flirting. But I would have done that with an Indian girl too. I have done it in fact. I am just single and ready to mingle and you are attractive. What's wrong in that?" NK asked.

Lavanya looked away, realizing she had gone overboard. But it hurt her still, that she had never been good enough for the Raizadas or Arnav. It still stung.

NK realized he had hit some raw nerve. He felt sorry for her. He extended his hand and said, "Friends? No hanky panky!"

Lavanya smiled despite herself. There was something very sweet about his friendly nature which she could not deny. "Friends and no hanky panky!" she warned as she shook hands.

"Ok. So let's meet tomorrow as friends. Adieu," NK did a quick salute and disappeared.

Anjali picked up the phone which was ringing. Arnav and Khushi had gone to bed.

'Hi Anjali. This is Karan here," she heard the familiar voice say.

"Yes Karan. How can I help you?" she asked.

"One of the girls from our woman's center has attempted suicide. We need a woman to be with her children for a while before their relatives get here. Can you help out? I am sorry for calling you but this is the charity for which you are currently working. Also I am short staffed right now," he said.

"Sure Karen," Anjali said.

"I will pick you up in a while," he said and cut the call before she could respond.

Strange man, Anjali thought. So kind to the world. So different. So dedicated to his charities. Yet'she sensed a sadness in him'a wisdom and tiredness beyond his young age'a grief that lurked in his sharp intelligent eyes'

When he picked her up, Anjali was ready and waiting having explained things to a concerned Arnav and reassuring him that she was safe with Karan.

"I am sorry for the inconvenience," he said as he drove.

"It is not of your making. So, it's fine. Plus that's the least I can do for that girl. Poor girl! Her poor poor children" Anjali said in a wobbly voice, almost crying for the poor children.

Karan glanced at her.

Strange woman, he thought. Her trust has been broken. Her husband is a cheat and a stray. Her heart and soul were hurting. But she was still thinking of another person's pain so deeply that she was ready to cry'

Arnav helped Khushi into the bed. She was finding it difficult to move nowadays because of her baby weight. After a long time he just sat next to her holding her hands.

"Khushi, why don't you smile like before?" he asked. She looked away.

"I did it to you again. Took away your smiles didn't I?' he asked as he held her hand. She shook her head, not wanting him to feel guilty, "No not at all. I am fine," she lied.

"I want to hear your ringing laughter Khushi. I want to hear you singing and banging about the vessels as you cook'I want my Khushi back," he said.

Khushi was silent for a long time. She had not realized how different she had been of late,

"You know we all grow up thinking life is perfect. Life will not betray us. One by one the blows come. We each blow, a little something is lost. We rise. We go on. But in the process we are just not the same'"Khushi said.

Arnav knew he had given the maximum number of blows to her and he had altered his Khushi beyond measure'

Did it matter who the hell her Dad was. All that mattered was that his sweet Khushi should be just the way she was'full of life and joy. As he gathered her in his arms in a protective hug, he wished he owed no disloyalty to his dead parents for loving Khushi'

As Khushi was enveloped in his strong hug'she just lost all wish to remember her hurt'but it still lurked somewhere'