~~~~Chapter 17~~~~
He went to his room, freshened up and changed, he went to his bed and laying there that night he had felt the easiest in the long time.
Somewhere in the night she woke up, she realised she was in the room ahdnt changed but he had tucked her in, she woke up and freshened up and went back to bed, but sleep wasnt coming, she woke up again and went out looking out in all the rooms when she found his , she slowly peeped in carefully not disturbing him, he was asleep, she tip toed and crept in bed with him, slowly and surely she snuggled close to him and hugged him and closed her eyes, sleep claimed her soon. morning when Arnav woke he felt something something warm close to his body with a lil wt arnd his waist, he opened his eyes and was surprised to see khushi snuggling with him, he smiled. he slowly bent and kissed her on forehead, he tried to ease out but couldnt so he decided to wait, she looked beautiful, she had been always beautiful, but now she was shining with it he felt how had she grown and matured, how had she decide to come back needed a great spirit & strength he knew, he felt a unknown tug towards her, he bent and slightly brushed his lips to her pink beautiful one, she smiled and brushed back. slowly she opened her eyes and gv him one of her best smiles, he was floored once agn like the day she had fallen in his arms years back . and she went back to sleep.
he woke up freshened up and when he came back after getting ready, she was still asleep, he went to her room kept something on her bed & came she was still sleeping. he slowly called her, "Khushi",,, she didnt stir, agan he called " Khushi" finally he shook her slightly,,, she woke up opening her eyes...
He said, get up, we need to go out today, so please get ready.
As she was leaving, he said I hv left something for you in your room,
She nodded & left...
After 15-20 mins she came banging into his room, screeching, " Whats this Arnavji" , holding the strapless dress he had kept on the bed, "Khushi this is a dress which I thought will suit on you" and being in Paris , you must hv seen ppl in these clothes, these are completely acceptable these days, but Arnavji did you forget I am from Lucknow & I dunt wear these, Khushi there is no harm in these, they will look good on you, No Arnav ji these are not Indian & they are not my style & I dunt wear them. But Khushi Listen,,,,, No Arnav ji ,,,,, Listen Khushi...nahi nahi Arnav, Enuf Khushi, he roared, lemme finish... nahii nahii Arnav Ji Hume nahi sunana, he took a few steps and cought hold of her , the moment he caught her, she went quiet,,,,, she took her face in his hands, he could see old fear returning to her eyes, he very quitely told her Listen to me, I was just suggesting, Its one of intrend styles but if you are not comfortable I am not forcing you, you have own style, please do accordingly... he slowly pulled her I am never agn gonna force you for anything in life, I remember my promise I am not gonna tell / order you anything, whether things change or remain same, tears ran down her face, he slowly wiped them and hugged her. strange his heart was slowly returning to its normal beat & so had been khushi's.
After some moments she slowly took her towards bed & made her sit, he bent down on his kness to come in alingn with her, he said I am sorry if I hurt you but as we are going out, we had a meeting with one of Intl Clients of AR & I had thought of introducing to them as Mrs. Arnav singh raizada... Anyways Please get ready we will be leaving in an hr.
She had calmed and left and after some time she came back, she had dressed in a pretty pant suit, with long sleeves, she came close to him and asked will this do... this morning she had agan retreatd to being polite khushi... she felt shy agn... he looked towards her and said I hv changed plans now,,,, we are going out but are not meeting with clients... I hv something to tell you... Please get ready as your commfortable & we will leave in 30mins after doing our BF, she asked where are we going?? he said somewhere important... she got ready in a bright maroon grey dress with lot of eautiful hangings and looked etheral... after BF they went out & soon they reached the helipad where a helicopter was waiting for them.. Khushi saw Arnav giving a small bag to the staff & he told her for emegency incase we stay overnite dunt worry I remember its your last day of avaction today for you we will back by tomm... they alighted the helicopter in some time Khushi saw a known horizon,,,, slowly the helicopter landed in the grounds of Sheesh Mahal... Khushi was throughly confused yet she knew Arnv had bought for something very important here, she had known that SM now belonged to Arnav after the fiasco of their first meeting, yet he never talked abt it, infact no one at RM ever talked abt it ever;... so it must be important,,,, they moved it soon staff came to help them out Arnav lead her to private quaters... he told her you can freshen up here and I will meet you in some time... he left and Khushi moved to freshen up, when she returned someone knocked at the door, she opened A staff was waiting for her with a cool liquid filled jug... he left it inthe rooom and told her, sir sent it for you.. Jus poured it and sipped it was salted nimbupani... just like she liked cool & refrehing... he remembered, even though she must hv drank a few times in his presence just like the days it was really hot or she was battling acidity...acidity the word still bought funny memories for her how she had mistaken her intial feelings for Arnav ji for acidity.
She was lost in her own thoughts and smiling when Arnav walked back in room, he asked her any thing intresting, what are you thinking? she starteled and turned arnd,,, he said I had knocked but u dint reply and the door was ajar so I walked in,,, He asked her would like lunch now or later, his eyes held something so vulnerable yet had a compassion, khushi cudnt fathom anything but calmly she replied what ever is ok with you, so he said come with me then I will like to meet you someone,,, she went him, he held her hand in the alley, Arnav ji requiring support so strannge,,, he was always used to shouldering evrything all by himself the lone tower of strength he was, she had this amazing connection with him always... she realised,,, she could feel his vibes anywhere but right now they came to a room, which looked like a study and he entered with her, slowly he moved to two life size potraits on the wall, he moved in front of the, he told her, khushi u had seen them once before do u remember them she said yes they are your parents... i guess i saw them at the barsi day ,,, your eyes look like your mother's exactly... he said yes they are my parents, my mother was world best mother, regardless to say because all mothers are like that, i realised this when I saw ur amma-- garima ji... I never knew that she was not your mother until that barsi day in RM I had you and di talk abt your parents & then I asked your forgiveness because I knew how it felt to be losing parents, how it felt to orphaned perhaps for the first time in my life I had allowed the pain rereach to me agn, grasp me back in the darkness... someone knocked & he moved to open the door, the staff said the food has been served in your room, he said ok and said to Khushi, lets eat lunch, they had food in a sombre silence and they both knew somehere a big strom was waiting, this was the lull before the strom... but they both were ready somewhere, somehow.
After food he took her with hi, this time to a new room & when he entered the room, he took a big breath as if arming himself for the impending. he went and stood near the large open window looking at the grounds outside he kept looking out for sometime and then he started, khushi this is the room where I was born, I was raised here, my parents looked same as everyone else, they had a like everyone else but that was the facade which everyone saw, inside it was a skeleton which was on the verge crumbling.. it had never been on solid foundations they were pl from very diff worlds aspirations, they had gotten married but nvr touched each other on soul level, they just walked together...my mother was cultured, as u must hv seen nani & her values, she was soft and very graceful, for her the world revolved arnd her husband and children & evrything else didnt matter but my father he was diff for him status mattered, ego mattered, looks mattered and thats the diffrence they had & it was always there till the end, I am unable to understand why 2 ppl who were so diff, who couldnt understand each other became life partners, we felt that each day of our lives, me n di & she always was with me, she always took care of me... and my mother wrapped me in her love, each time I was arnd her I forget the mimatch of our world,,, we were coursing through but was distressed whenever my fathers anger took us all in. he had monumental anger if u hv expereinced my anger n felt it was too much and then my fathers was 10 times more. Hisanger ruined everything beautiful in our world but we went for years like that until the day di was getting married.
Oh yes shyam wasnt her first choice, her marrriage had been fixed and that was the day she had been decked in all her wedding finery and I was feeling the happiest brother, hings were really happy and then we heard the Gunshots. we ran to the noise and found my dad had shot with himself even before we could what & how of the situation we heard another loud noiseand I saw my mother to the bardari there, I ran behing her but before I could reach her, she had jumped down, killing her instantly. In few mins my and di's world had crashed but the worst was not over, even before we were finished we got the message that di's fiance family had cancelled marriage due to loss of our parents, it was just the rosy pic they were painting actually my dad hadnt been able to fulfill their last min wishes and they had threated to expose an old affair him, loss in business, di marriage demands, old skeletons coming out, all had pushed my dad over the edge and he had done what he thought was correct as per him, even my mom didnt had the strength to thru this ruthless world alone so she also did what she thought right, In a mere nite me n di didnt hv anything to call out own yet di stood by me and the worst wasnt over, we were thinking atleast the house belonged to us , our memories our world was there and before 12 days got over for my parents, my uncle threw us out, he had forged the documents for this sheesh mahal, my father had built it with his hardwork but he had been jealous abt this fact as he hadnt reached those heights and the worst was he hadnt been considering abt the time, he threw at night with no money, no food and in a emotinal abyss but no one had mercy on us, that night we decide to stay on the road as we were so confused with the events, but the torment was nt over, we had been sitting on a park seat to spend the night and decide in the morning, how to go abt it and someone had tried to manhandle Di, can you imagine how would it hv been us, I think you mite though I know no one can understand us but I know you will khushi, bcz ur such a sensitive soul, like no one else in this world. and that night only shield which protected was my anger, I realised it would act as a shield always, in my anger I had beat that guy up and he ran.
Thank god Mamaji had found us before the night was over, I still shudder recollecting that night, he bought us to home in Lucknow, and nani enveloped di in her warmth, but for me the pain & anguish, the anger and remorse all was locked in me, I cudnt unburden me, I knew the pain will turn to my exilir against this cruel world, Mamaji had a small business but he was alone and with additional load of 2 ppl it was difficult for him and he never complained, but me and di had been through so much that we didnt needs to words to understand things, so I decided to work at evening & night to be extra hand and help the, I had always excelled at studies so I started looking for Part time work but whereever I applied I got jobs but not my qualifications or ability to work but for the fact that I was underage & they could pay me substandard and get the the work of adult out of me, so you see at very in life I learnt my lesson, everyone used you, to counter that only one thing worked money & power.
Edited by Jhalak29 - 13 years ago
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