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So late for the late update. Caught up in my exams and its aftermaths. And yes, to say I'm sorry I've updated with two chapters. If this update will taste sour in your "reader's taste buds", I can only say it has to pass and it will pass, since better things are on its way...

I want to thank each of you individually but I am short of time right now. So just mentioning names to show how much I loved your coming here and enjoyed reading and re-reading your darling comments:

Harsh, serialmaniac, barun2297, vidya, the_breeze, sowmya, dear Sam, kushipugly, angeldream, winchfire, dingle, saomom, sweet Salsa, purplelove, Artemis, Rose, dearest Abi, sneaky-aj and dear dear Shass, Fazila dear, akshu, Sanjana, Golden Dragon, dear music, Sweet Farwii, masaf, and myShweta (after a looong time but with such a beautiful all-encompassing comment)...

A special note to my special newcomer FarighInsan: Welcome dear to Arhasia. My friends and I are happy to welcome you on board and we look forward to your critical and inspiring thoughts on making this FF a memorable endeavor!!

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Chapter Nineteen: Raucous Reactions

Payal held Kushi's hand as the entire assembly rose to their feet at the end of the play.

Wordlessly, the elder one conveyed how disturbed her confused mind was by what she had seen and what she chose to believe. Kushi only pressed her sister's hand and pulled her from the midst of the crowd.

There was a lot of rumpus as soon as the curtain had descended and everyone was talking about the possibility of truth behind the play. There was no denying the fact that they had just been shown a fantasy tale where real-life people had been represented namely the infamous Lord Raizada himself and the Gupta sisters who all knew were the heirs of their father's cocoa mill. All eyes turned to look at the accused girl knowing well that the white-dressed girl who had been shown as shorter and chirpier than the cautious basket-girl was none other than the youngest daughter of the Guptas.

Kushi felt her heart sinking and her ears reddening as she passed through the crowd, every eye on her as if she was a criminal about to be awarded a required beheading. Just as she emerged from the huddle of the crowd and into the open space of the night-touched ground, her eyes fell upon her parents, standing stricken and palely watching from the distance. All this while, she had been steering herself from shedding any tears, but seeing her parents broken and shocked like this, she could not stop her eyes from brimming. She could feel Payal stiffen next to her having seen them as well. Babuji's sad eyes were on Kushi and he stepped forward knowing not how to console her. As a father if he was ever required to react to such a blow to his family, he would never deem of giving the accused child any cause for tears. He had only moved a step forward when his wife held his hand and stopped him from proceeding. He looked at his wife and her face was pained. Babuji released his hand from his hold, "Kushi may have done some wrong, but she is my daughter."

Babuji turned to his daughters but Kushi, who had seen her mother's reaction, had lost all her strength and leaving Payal and her parents, ran. She could hear Babuji and Payal calling out her name, but she didn't stop. Eyes blurred with tears, she didn't know where she was running to until she suddenly tripped on something and fell upon the ground. She lay there and pressed her disgraced face into the wet mud and spilt more tears that could never wash away the memory of what had just happened. The face of the man who was behind all this emerged in her mind and her hands clenched at the mud as if it were his throat that she was strangling. Suddenly feeling revolted, she gasped for breathe and sat up and stared at the night sky. There were no stars twinkling through the trees and she felt that the stars that were believed to be her parents had also deserted her for her searching eyes could not find them.

"Kushi bitiya," said a voice behind her and she stood up to see her Babuji approaching her from the darkness.

Without thinking, she stood up and rushed to her father, almost knocked him down with her desperate need for an embrace. Her father caressed her hair, assuring her of his understanding and she cried into his chest, "It is all a lie, Babuji; that is not how it happened..."

"Shhh..." said her father and forced her to remain silent, "Keep the right and wrong for later. All that matters to me is you. I never want to see my Kushi lose her kushi..."

"Babuji," said Kushi and then just remained silent and still, her ears close to her father's loving heart. How safe she felt enveloped in her father's love...

"So, the thief runs down here, eh?" said a sniding voice from behind them and they looked to find a crowd of about half a dozen men coming to them with a feral look in their eyes.

"Stay away from us," said Babuji rigidly and pressed his daughter deeper into his protective arms.

"Sure, we'd stay away if your daughter were not to be punished for tampering with the Raizadas wealth," said a man with a thick-beard and liquor-affected red eyes, who stepped closer to the two in the center.

"My daughter has never done and never will do anything as erroneous as you accuse her of," said Bauji angrily.

"Blind love of a father fails him to see his daughter's flaws," commented another man, who had a scar over his right eye, attained from one of the regular fights he involved in at the inn.

"Stay away I say," growled Babuji and made to move towards the hill, away from the periphery of the forest he was standing in.

"Not so fast," said a third man in the darkness and he and someone near him, were upon the father and had separated him from his daughter.

"Kushi!"

"Babuji!"

"Let go of her! Don't you dare touch her!!"

"Babuji!"

Kushi was pulled away from her father and wrenched to the ground and her father was held back by three men and could only struggle and watch helplessly as they pulled her up and tied her with ropes to a nearest tree. They called her names, and mentally harassed her, accused her of defying the name of the villagers and of her family by intruding into the privacy of the Raizadas.

"You disgraceful girl, you shame not just your family but the whole of your village with your untamed thoughtlessness!"

"You should be thrown out, banished, despised for being so daring! Girls are supposed to be locked in their rooms and mind their kitchen work and not walk all over the place and climb towers!"

"I never did such a thing," cried Kushi, feeling dizzy, "Please, it is not true. I was only visiting the place to thank-"

"Indeed, to thank!!" Some men laughed and Kushi felt her energy sinking. She was hurting inside out.

"Stop it, leave her, I tell you!! Take your hands off her!" Babuji pulled and tried to be freed of his bondage, his eyes calling out to his daughter to remain strong.

"Master Gupta," said a man, supposedly the eldest of the lot, "We have no intentions of harming her in any way."

Another man added, "We'll leave her once she's learnt her lesson and vows to never do reckless things like this again!"

"Come now, tell it, girl," said the man with the scar over his eye, titling her face by her chin to look at him, "You are quite good to look it and it is sad that you must be treated so!" Kushi broke free of him. "Don't touch me," she managed to whisper and she fisted her hands, trying to stop the dizziness from overcoming her senses.

"Why can't we touch you?" asked a man, "You can fall into the arms of a rich Lord, but you cannot be touched by a village man who is as poor as you are?" He moved towards her and held her bound hand. Babuji cursed aloud and told the man angrily to stay away from her. Kushi felt her consciousness slipping and she would have fallen to the ground if she hadn't been tied to the tree.

"She dared to be brave enough to anger the First Lord who was kind enough to give us land to set up the village," said the man, "And she must be punished for defying him!"

"Well, I don't think there is any need for that," said a new voice suddenly, and all the noise and struggles stopped. Every eye looked in the direction from where the voice had spoken and out of the dark forest emerged a man, dressed elegantly with medals on his coat, a gun at his side and his boots clinking as he took slow calculative steps towards the huddle in the center.

"What did you say?" asked the man, holding the dizzy girl's hand.

The stranger stopped before the man and smirked, "I said you need not take the pain and time to punish."

"Who are you to say that?" asked the man.

"Not anyone you should know," said the stranger and before the man could say another word, the stranger stepped beside the tree, swiped a penknife from inside his coat and with one swipe, cut the binds that bound the girl to the tree. Pulling the dizzy damsel into the protection of his own arms, he watched as all men forgot Babuji and sprang towards this stranger from out of town. Quickly seating the girl under a tree, the man stepped forward and then with a flurry of moves and kicks he welcomed each man in that pack and sealed his deft stamp of power upon them, finally having them lying defeated and out of breath on the ground.

"Mess with a man of war, and you mess with your life span," said the man, wiping the sweat off his upper lip and turning to confront the harassed villagers. The father was leaning over the girl who had revived herself but her face was sad and tear-stricken.

"Are you alright, sir?" asked the man, warmly, coming to stand before them and helping them to rise.

"Yes, thank you, my good sir," said Babuji with a faint smile, "I am grateful to you for what you have done for us."

"It is only my duty to defend those who need defense," he said, shaking his head and laying a hand on the elderly man's shoulder, "Please, I suggest you leave for home and take care of your daughter. She is clearly shaken by what has ensued here."

All this while, the girl had her sad eyes to the ground. With the man watching, Babuji and his daughter walked in the direction of where their cart waited. The dark sky growled in distaste and the sound of thunder resounded not just over the lands but even in the minds of broken hearts.



Chapter Twenty: With Her on His Mind

Thunder rumbled loud and the dark sky threatened to rain. The sound of horse hoofs racing up the hill fell upon the waiting ears of Lady Anjali and she smiled as she rushed to the immense entrance and swung the double doors open.

"You came," she whispered finally, drawn into the embrace of the man, whose strong arms encircled her and made her feel loved and secure.

"I could not wait any longer. I had to see you, my Lady Queen," said her husband, and after he had handed his cap and gun to the butler Rahim Chacha, she led him through the long corridor until they had reached the candlelit dinning chamber.

Servants waited at every corner of the room and manifold dishes were placed on the huge table, waiting to be served and dined.

"Shall we?" asked Lady Anjali, tilting her head and flashing him a beautiful smile. He leaned down and kissed her and then whispered, "Yes please, I am hungry."

"You wild thing!" said Lady Anjali with a laugh and he led her to the chair near the head of the table, the head chair being always reserved for her brother.

"Where is he?" asked General Jha, nodding at the empty head chair.

"He is in his library and said he will come down in a while," said Lady Anjali. She signaled to the butler and the servants moved forward to silently serve the couple. The two of them resumed their little talk, Lady Anjali telling how dreary and unexciting her days were but that her brother had promised to bring her a friend to keep her company and General Jha shared with his wife relevant information regarding his regiment and his new assignment, the commencement of which was a week away.

"A week? You are staying here only for a week?" Lady Anjali pouted her lips and appeared saddened by the thought that she was to have her husband with her for a short while.

"We'll make the most of it with the time we have," said her husband, whose eyes glinted with an endearing light as he kissed the back of her hand one, twice, thrice...

"Should I wait till its over?"

The couple broke from their moment and noticed Lord Arnav standing by the doorframe, his tall silhouette casting a shadow on the carpet. On seeing him, General Jha sprang up and walked towards him, "Master Menace!"

Lord Arnav nodded and addressed the guest, "Brother-in-law."

The men embraced and Lady Anjali felt her heart would sing at the sight. "Come Chotey, I'm starving. You two men always forget about poor me and keep me waiting."

"Do we now?" asked General Jha, an eyebrow cocking, "Pray, tell us how we can forget such a beautiful creation whom we are bestowed with to share as sister and wife!"

Lady Anjali blushed, "Stop it! You are such a flatterer!"

"If this is mere flattery, I propose no toast to it," said General Jha and picked up the glass of wine as the men settled into their allotted chairs.

"To my Lady Queen, who is my everything," he said and sipped from it.

"Yes, to my Di," said Lord Arnav whose lips twitched with wanting to smile at his sister's blushing glory but the glass was pressed to his lips and he focused on his drinking.

"Well, to poor me," said Lady Anjali, lifting her glass and eyeing the candlelight dancing in its eerie red depths, "Who art being played around like a doll by the two men of her life who are too busy to spare her some quality time!" Then she shrugged, "Well at least you are here now!" She sipped the wine and then they began to dine.

In the midst of the meal, the butler, Rahim Chacha, arrived with a message from someone to Lord Arnav. The First Lord placed his cutlery down, took the envelope on the tray and dispersed the butler. Taking out the message from within, he read the contents with an expressionless face and when done, he threw them into the fireplace. For a moment, he stared at the fire crackling, eating up the message and since his back was turned to the others, they did not see the slight smile of victory on his face.

When he returned to his dinner, his sister asked casually, "Who was it from?"

"Someone who works for me," he said simply and then looked at his glass, "I want some more wine."

A servant came forward and poured some for him.

He was sipping it when the General told Lady Anjali, "I forgot to tell you. I was coming this way when I had to stop at the village and I got a chance to see the plays at their Festival."

Lord Arnav choked on his wine and Lady Anjali was suddenly beside him, "Are you alright, Little One? Did you drink too quickly? Or did you try to speak while drinking?"

"I'm alright, Di," said her irritated brother, "Go and sit in your place, please." He cleared his throat and spoke more clearly, "I'm fine, I tell you. Go."

"Alright," said his sister, lightly slapping him on his shoulder to tell him she was not to be shoved off like that, but resumed her conversation with her husband as soon as she was seated and dinning, "So tell me about the plays. Your 'Master Menace' here never permits me to see the world outside this castle!"

"He is just being protective, my Lady Queen, to not let worldly eyes fall upon your beauty and mar it," said her husband, and then he smiled, "You want to hear about the plays or not? Then stop frowning at your brother and focus on me!"

"Yes, you, my love are worthy of all my attention," said Lady Anjali, fluttering her eyelashes at her husband, "not him!" she shot a cold glance at her brother, who rolled his eyes before busying with his meal.

General Jha shook his head laughing at the duo, and resumed his narration, "The first two were ones I'd heard of before but the third was a pioneer tale, indeed. So much about that story reminded me of the two of you. In fact, if I am not wrong, I think I heard them use the Raizada name somewhere in a dialogue."

"Really?" asked his wife eagerly, "Tell me all about it!"

"Yes, I'd love to; the story began with-"

"I'm not interested in this subject, Brother-in-law," interrupted Lord Arnav, "Could you reserve the storytelling for your bedroom and keep the dinning table conversation to entail in discussions on healthy subjects."

"Why is everything of the village and its festivals unhealthy to you?" asked Lady Anjali scornfully.

"Di, don't start on your defense of the village again," said Lord Arnav and he reached for his glass.

Lady Anjali frowned, "Drink away, Little One, but one day you will be sorry for the way you are downgrading the people less fortunate than you are."

"Now now," General Jha said, dropping his cutlery and taking his napkin, "Am I to see you two fidgeting and poking each other on my first day of stay here? Remember, I have only a week and I plan to make these days memorable enough to keep me going in the hard times of a war."

"Its Di to blame," said Lord Arnav, with a playful glint in his eyes, "She began this with her 'no one has time for me' exemplification."

"And it is true," said his sister, dropping her used napkin heftily onto the plate, "You two are the worst beings a woman could ever wish to spend her entire life with!"

And she sprang off her chair and left the room in a huff, leaving behind two laughing men.

"I'd best go and soothe her mood for the night," said General Jha rising, "Goodnight to you, Master Menace."

"Goodnight, Brother-in-law," nodded Lord Arnav, leaning back into his huge chair and watching the General go. When he was alone in the room and oblivious to the servants who were clearing the table, he closed his eyes and a face crossed his mind. A girl with an outstretched hand, showing him a key that glinted in the moonlight. But he was not interested in the key. He was looking at her. Her eyes. Why did they haunt him? Why were they so piercing that they saw right into his dark recesses...

Lord Arnav opened his eyes suddenly and smashed a fist on the dinning table. What is that girl doing in my mind! He looked up and saw that a servant, who had been wiping the table near where he had laid his fist, had frozen in fear.

Lord Arnav stood up and, wordlessly fuming, left the dining hall. He was blind with fury as he raced up the stairs and entered his room, closing the door behind him, wanting to shut out the memories of the girl from his life.

It is strange that this girl was not on the mind of just this man. In another room, where General Jha was embracing his wife, he was disturbed as to why he kept thinking of the shaken terrified face of the girl he had saved that day. He wanted to focus on his wife but everytime he closed his eyes the other girl came upon his mind. He didn't know why and neither did Lord Arnav that the girl they were thinking of was to be the answer to their questions, the healer of their hurting and the naive decider of their fates.

P.S. It is doubtful if it was my choice of words or my way of using the words that led to a lot of confusion regarding what the play was all about. Some asked me if the play was actually the real way in which the Lord Arnav of the story came about or will end up. Well, do you think the villagers will know all about a secretive Lord? They can only guess the "what"s and "why"s. And then again, they cannot predict that the end will be like this. The rose and the King's final remark to trap his sister's spirit in the white-dressed village girl's body was just an added fantasy created by the people behind the play. But the scene between the King and the girl had its source from someone else. A deliberate attempt at ridiculing the girl, wasn't that obvious? It should be, especially since the gist of 'that' scene was not fantasy but akin to reality and 'that' part of reality was known only to two people: and you know who those two people are! I thought all things were obvious and yet there were doubts. Please tell me if I need to be less complex or less indirect in my storytelling. I am not answering to any particular comment or question by any particular person. This is in response to the general vibe I obtained from reading "all" your lovely comments. Just wanted to make it clear and then let you proceed on with the story.Thanks so much for the support.

Another thing I wanted to add was the inclusion of the dreaded Shyam. Since the FF goes parallel to the original show, we cannot exclude him, can we? He is vital for some things to move or to be realized. In my tale however, you will see a psychological bend and inclination to whatever he is to become. Hope you continue to be with me throughout the remaining journey through Arhasia.

Oh yes, and one more thing. I know that the "saale" in Saale Sahib means "brother-in-law" but because I've used Jijaji to mean "brother-in-law" already, I decided to give Lord Arnav a chance to be called by something more playfully worthwhile: Master Menace. It is undeniable that Arnav did share a good bond with Shyam before all hell broke loose on the show.


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Edited by Aquiline - 13 years ago
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res! I'm FREEE!!!! eee!😆

EDIT: oK, maybe not. Me watching JDJ. Will come back after an hour with the comment😃

RE- EDIT: So, I've decided not to make any more dumb interpretations of symbolisms coz I clearly suck at it.😆 Blah!

Now, the story seems more clearer. I can easily identify the parallel story with this FF.
For now, Shyam seems like a nice guy. Even in IPKKND, I felt the same at the beginning. It was only later that I realised what a lecherous person he was.🤢

Actually, I would have never guessed that the play was equivalent to the fashion show. But I liked the way how the entire Shyam-rescue-Khushi thing was described. The emotions were bang on.👏

It's good until here, but I'm really wondering, are you going to go through the whole timeline of Ipkknd? Is the mean brat Lavanya going to be here too? And what about Khushi working in Arnav's office? Is Khushi here gonna work at the Raizada's castle?

Awesome update as always!



Edited by molten_lava - 13 years ago
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Posted: 13 years ago
Lovely!
2 updates 😃
Chapter Nineteen:
Okay, so how did the villagers know it's Khushi?
But I liked it..Similar to the scene where Khushi's image is tarnished in the serial.
And here also it's because of Arnav...
In the serial, it's a video footage, Here it's a play! I love the similarity 😃
Babuji is really sweet..Loved how you showed Khushi's anger along with the mud..Wonder why..but I liked it. 😳

And here also, Shyam comes to save her...😛 Nice nice..So Shyam-Khushi interaction has occured..
Last line is fantastic in the first part. Nature is an integral part of your story 😊

Chapter Twenty:
Anjali is just like the serial. Head over heels in love with her husband.
I liked the way, you've gone in the details with minor things happening unconsciously at a dining table. ( Placement of cutlery, to take a napkin/ letter).
Loved the way, you made Anjali care for Arnav, and Arnav not so keen to get showered with love. True to his character. 😊
Overall good update. Loved the ending also. Both men equally in thought about Khushi.

Good way to keep the viewers hooked.
1)Mystery message 😉
2) That man to whom Arnav assigned a task ( from the previous chapters)

EDIT:
Okay, confusion cleared. Thanks Aqui! 😳
Edited by coldy07 - 13 years ago
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I'm so happy you updated! It was fabulous!
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mind blowing..
thanx 4 d pm..
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Posted: 13 years ago
omg !!
This is just playing out like our ipk...

For a tiniest moment i thought shyam was positive..

I'm almost scared now.. the same fear ipk gave when i had guessed that shyam might be anji's husband and everything in me screamed NO...

waiting with nervous excitement for ur next chapter..
and shyam is wiv anjali for a week.. is the history repeating here???
dying to knw..

loved loved ur writing style.. u are an amazing story teller..

.beautifully written chapter... update soonish
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hehe nice choice to show the media exposure of khushi with arnav releasing it

awesomely combined

i was basically stalking your ff section so now i got it

thanks for the pm
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im late...
my bad...
well... not that stalkerish i guess...to the update now...

OMGEEE...!!!!!!

can u explain it out any better... its like i was reading the emotions of the characters in the show which were not shown to us... but u explained wat they wud have felt perfectly...

i was panicking while reading about khushi n her father's plight and the drunken villagers stunt...
they were disgusting...
and to think this was the Lord Raizada's brain child... im gonna hate him for a while just like i did with the commencement of the show...
he should cut the poor girl some slacks... khushi doesnt deserve his annoying urgh selfish attitude...
he doesnt own the world...but he acts like he does... that idiotically brooding n mentally retarded handsome man of all times...huff!!!! i always wanted to call him that...

and off to Lady Anjali...
yesss...she's unfortunate to have landed with the most foolish men of all centuries as her husband and brother... i feel sorry for her... and amazed at the thought that she actually knows these men will coz nothing but despair... but foolish woman... loves them and is blinded to their real self...

Master Menace...LOVE IT...love this name alooottt...
it suits him perfectly...wish khushi calls him that...
or better yet...she should call their son that... master menace beta version...IN THE FUTURE
lolz...!!!!!!!!!!

awesome double update...!!!!
and thanx for the pm linyluv...
now all i have to do is wait till u decide update next...luv ya

~~~ sam xoxo

Edited by sparklystarstud - 13 years ago

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