Dad hate her but I love her Pt 7 Pg 47 *COMPLETED* - Page 16

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The most intense realization of Arnav Singh Raizada you guys have ever read or even have seen in history of IPKKND. Its still and will be going on from Arnav's point of view. The deep inner feelings of MR. Arnav Singh Raizada.

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I came out and stood in front of the mirror drying my hairs. The incidents of the whole day were not leaving my mind. They were again and again brushing in front of my eyes. Specially the way she hugged me. It was really something else. It was not irritating me that much now. I heard those anklet sounds again and suddenly I closed my ears to block them. And then they were gone. I wore a track pant and t-shirt and quickly rushed down in the hall for dinner. Everyone were at the table.

Jijaji then came from behind. He was the biggest lawyer of Delhi but was always simple and full of life, cracking jokes around. Dad was still at his regular head-of-the-family seat and I was sitting at the opposite of him facing him. Today mom cooked my favorite continental pasta. HP was arranging plates for everyone. He then came and served me some pasta and when I was about to eat I saw everyone's plate.

OMG! They were eating that Aloo curry and Puri. Now when I was trying hard to remove her thoughts from my mind then why has to her favorites dishes come in front of me to remind me about her? This is pure and clean injustice to me done by fate. I tried to eat my pasta silently when everyone were munching those Aloo puris with so much enjoyment. They were praising it as if they have never had potatoes and those oil fried puri. Yes. They all have had it before then what was so special in it that they all have to give all those ummm's . . . . And aaahhh's kind of sounds. When I saw my plate it struck me that I have had only two bites of pasta from last 10 minutes.

It was becoming unbearable to stop them and resist myself now from tasting as to what was making them enjoy that Aloo puri so much.

"Maa I need that too." I said Mom pointing out to those Aloo Puris.

"But Beta you never liked Aloo Puris na? Then?" she said quickly amazed by my wish. Now I don't like it that doesn't mean I cant eat it at all. Cant I even taste or eat things that I want in my own home?

"Yaa but still I want." I said and she quickly served me some curry and two puris.

I picked up one bite and ate. The taste. It was not like continental food. It was. . . . It was really. . . . Really so good. All the spices of curry and the softness of puris was so great. It instantly reminded me of her. Her fights were spicy like this Aloo curry and the softness of puris was just like her heart. She was so much coming into my mind. I took another bite. It was all reminding me about her. The more I tried to remove her from my mind the more she was pouncing in my thoughts.

I could feel a strange burning sensation in my stomach. It was really not of that Aloo Puri. I had just ate two bites and it cannot give me burning sensation. What was it? This burning sensation was rushing a kind of excitement in my veins. It was like fire. I was not feeling to eat a bite more as this burning sensation was exciting me so much. God knows for what.

I tried to eat pasta but it felt like my hunger has died and my stomach was full the moment her thoughts began to rush in my mind. The scene of hugging her was back and this time it was a solid one because it also brought that Dhak Dhak with it. My hands were trembling at the thought. And don't know from where did this thought came into my mind of hugging her once again. It left a faint smile on my face. The Dhak Dhak grew more stronger. And everyone could see that faint smile on my face.

"Arey Arnav what happen? Why are you smiling all alone if there is something then share it with us also na." Maa said at once and then I realized that I was smiling at her thoughts in my mind and now everyone could see it. Everyone were now able to see clearly how I was changing. I dropped the fork in shocked and left the table at once and rushed back into my room. I closed the door behind and was rushing up and down in my room.

I saw myself in mirror placing my hand in the Dhak Dhak that was still going on in my heart. Why was all this happening to me? I have taken rest then what else could be the problem? Is it because of work overload? Yes it could be possible. I have to take more rest. Yes.

I quickly went to my bed and slept pulling over my quilt as if some demon was behind me.

My body was sweating.

I felt a sudden chocking and woke up to it. She was back. Her thoughts were back. Her voice was back. The sound of her anklets were back. And the solid Dhak Dhak was back. What was happening to me? I felt a sudden dark figure walking towards pool side and the Dhak Dhak solidified more. I was sure that it was not of fear. There was that strange knot in my stomach.

"who's there?" I called out to find who was there near pool and that too at this odd time when everyone were sleeping in home. I got down from my bed and walked towards the pool to search who was it but there was no one. 'strange' I thought to myself. And then at the other moment I felt a hand on my shoulder. I was shocked and so scared as to who it was and I quickly turned around but found no one. If there was no one then who kept their hand on my shoulder. The Dhak Dhak kept increasing.

When I turned back I found the door of my room was open. And saw that dark figure of a person running out. There was surely a person in my room. I followed to see who it was.

It ran upstairs towards terrace. It was raining outside. IT was her? Really . . . . .? Was it her? She was standing their in the middle of the terrace facing her back towards me. I was still not sure. Was it really her? A small hesitation stopped me from stepping out in rain. But the curiosity was killing me to find out who it was. I had to do it.

I stepped out in rain putting out my feet and walked towards the figure. The Dhak Dhak was bashing my chest inside out. It felt like if my heart had a dagger or knife in its hand then it would have crushed and sliced my chest and had jumped out. The Dhak Dhak was so powerful. The sound of the anklets increased more and more as I was moving forward towards that person. I kept my hand on the person's shoulder and turned it towards me to face me. So that I can clearly look the person's face. And now I saw it much clearly.

The Dhak Dhak was now getting worse as if I would have heart attack any moment. The heart was beating like drums. The sound of the anklets increased more and more like huge chimes. My eyes popped out in shock. It felt like I would crush down on earth any moment. It was her. It really was her. Standing in rain in front of me, smiling her all time cute smile. She was really looking cute. And then all of a sudden dint know from where there was a smile on my face too. I was feeling happy. Why? Why? Why?

I wanted to place my hand on her cheek and lifted my hand for it. And the next moment was unbelievable. She vanished. Did she really? Yes! She vanished, disappeared almost like a puff of smoke. I was dumbstruck. It was my hallucination? Me. . . . ? Hallu. . . .? Hal. . . . .? Hallucinating? Really. . . .? I was hallucinating? No. . . . It's not possible. . . . . It's. . . . It's not possible. How can I get HALLUCINATIONS? Me. . .? Arnav Singh Raizada. . . . ? Hallucinating a girl. . . ? That too her. . . Khu. . . Khush. . . . Khushi. . . . ? Khushi Kumari Gupta. . . . ? My breath increased and I was breathing heavily.

Me? How can I get hallucinations? My heavy breathing was unstoppable. And now I was hyperventilating.

The drops of water were dripping all over my body rolling down. The doctor's words were again ringing in my ears.

'You are in Love'

'You are in Love'

'You are in Love'

'You are in L.O.V.E'

"LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE" the words were ringing in my ears again and this time not like bell but like serene whistle, her voice ringing in my ears like sweet flute, her sound of anklets like chimes, soft breeze hit my face like a huge cotton ball hitting my face. What was happening to me?

My lips curled up creating a huge smile on my face. I closed my eyes as water went in my eye. This time her face didn't brushed away from my eyes but it stopped in my eyes. I was not stunned this time but was mesmerised by the imagination. Just her thought left a smile on my face. Was she always so beautiful? So cute? So divine? So sweet? So mesmerising? Who is she? What is she? My Dhak Dhak stopped for a second. Nothing was going on in my mind, my heart. Just her voice was ringing in my ears, her essence was flowing in my heart, her smile in my eyes, her name on my tongue.

"Khushi. . . . . Khushi. . . . . .?" I whispered questioning to myself. Even just taking her name was relaxing my Dhak Dhak.

My knees weakened and suddenly I collapsed on ground.

Oh God! I couldn't believe I was drooling over her. Arnav Singh Raizada was drooling over a girl. Something was really going in me.

"You have to accept it Arnav you have to accept it." I thought to myself. "But how can it be possible? We never spent time together, we never talked much, then how is it possible?" thought one side of my mind.

"But still it has happened Arnav accept it." these words were banging inside out from my soul.

"Accept it."

"Accept it."

"Accept it."

"ACCEPT IT."

I clutched my hand on my head and held my hairs.

"Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!" I yelled at myself to calm down those words.

"I Love You Khushi!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed in rain with rage. Didn't know why we're those stupid tears rolling down my eyes. I could feel a pain in my heart. It was not hurting at all but it was sweet. I liked it. The joy of accepting my feelings was rushing in my veins. It felt like I've won the world, I have got everything. Now nothing was needed. I lied down on the ground feeling the drops of rain on me. Her thoughts now brushed my mind with more power and more speed. I could feel more joy and happiness each time her thought brushed my mind. It was so pure pleasure thinking about her. I could taste the pleasure on my tongue in the form of rain drops. It was really something else. Why was this pleasure relaxing my soul? Why just a mere thought of her made me mad, Made me smile, Made me fall in love with myself and her?

Now I had the answers of all the questions. Why was she running in my mind 24x7? Why her thoughts were making me more crazy every minute when they appeared? Why was I running away from her thoughts? Those were not thoughts but were feelings. Those were not my hallucinations but was my craziness that brought her imagination to life from my mind.

And the answer to all the questions is just one and only one. And that was that:

"I Love Her. I Love her so much."

Now the next problem after self confession and realisation that stroke my mind was only one thing. "The Urge." Urge grew strongly now. The urge to see her. . . . Now. . . . Right now. . . . . At this very right moment. . . . . I wanna see her. . . . . Yes I wanna see her now. I was determined to just have a look at her just once. But how? How will I see her? I didn't had her address. But someone do have it and it was the office register.

I quickly drove to my office without waking up anyone in home. I checked the staff register and got her address. I locked back the office and drove back to her home. It was a small one but spacious enough. So 'My Khushi Kumari Gupta' stays here.

Wait, wait, wait Arnav. "My. . . ?" "My. . . . ?"

Well yes. . . Yes! Yes this time I can claim her rightfully as mine. And now soon I will confess to her too. I got down from the car and walked towards the gate. It was obviously closed. And knocking and entering was no question at all and was far away from possibility. And there were no pipes to crawl on. I checked on the left side but there was no way. I came to right and saw a window open. I was not sure but didn't know why I felt like it was of Khushi's room. But still I had to give it a try.

I slowly crept towards it without making any noise and trying not to wake up anyone.

'Oh My Luck!' it was her room's window only. She was lying there on bed next to her sister i guess. The moon light shone her face like molten silver. She was looking so cute and adorable while sleeping. Wish I could touch her cheeks for once while she was asleep. She was really holding me to ground and attracting me towards her even when she was asleep. I had no mood of going back but when I saw time I noticed it was four o'clock in the morning. I had to rush back to home before anyone wakes up.

But before going I had to do one thing and that was capture her. I quickly took put my phone and did it on silent mode so that it won't make noise and hurriedly took her picture. There was a flash of light but it didn't wake her up or her sister. I sat back in car and drove to home unwillingly. My mood was a bit off now as to I was not willing at all to go back to home leaving her site.

When I reached home then I realised that my clothes were still wet and I went to her house in this condition only. What if she would have seen me? How bad impression it would have created. I was shivering with cold. After changing up clothes hurriedly I went to bed to take a short nap so that I wouldn't be late tomorrow for office and wouldn't miss a chance to meet her or should I say look her again.

The alarm bell rang loud almost tearing my ears and when I opened my eyes to have a peek at the clock it was 8:30 am.

Oh God! I was so late for the office. What if she was already there before I reach there? I would miss her coming to the office which I don't want. I had cold because of last night's bath in rain. I took the shortest bath of my life of only 5 minutes and 20 seconds and then without much deciding the clothes I wore light colored dress and rushed down in the hall for breakfast.

There was no time today for this stupid family breakfast. Why do people give so much time to this breakfast? Doesn't it consume so much time? Just for eating? I must say people have got lot of time to waste and that too just for a stupid small breakfast which doesn't even hold any fun or sweetness. I took a toast and ran out of the hall. Maa was calling me out from behind to wait and have breakfast patiently but why don't she understand that I am getting late?

I drove like a manic but thank God without breaking any signals or stops. Office was up in ten minutes though it takes everyday thirty minutes to reach here. And within no time I rushed into my cabin. I can easily guess that the way I rushed and ran into my cabin everyone must be thinking that my mood is bad today and I am in extreme angry mode. Well that was not true at all. Nobody knows what I am going through right now. Today the day was feeling so light and heavy at the same time. It was light coz of slow breeze and heavy as her thoughts were still hovering on my mind but she didn't came into office yet. Everyday she was on time and some times before time. Then what happened today?

I stood near window with a file in my hand to keep a regular check on the door if she entered in and also to show off that I was working if someone else entered my cabin. And just then Aman walked in.

"Sir. . . ." he called out and I turned towards him.

"Yes. . . ?" I asked.

"I need you r signatures on these papers." he kept file on the table.

"I'll do them later." I ignored him shoving down my head into file.

"Uh. . . . Sir. . . " he continued.

"Yes. . . ?" I asked again.

"That is. . . . last year's. . . .file Sir. . . . Its no longer important." he continued and walked out of the cabin. I was so lost that I didn't even noticed the date of the file. How stupid, idiot and fool of me.

It was 8:55 am and she wasn't up in office yet. It was worrying me now. Is she alright? Her dad. . . . Oh God I forgot about her dad. Is he alright? I sat on my chair and quickly picked up my phone and dialed to the hospital to know about her dad. No one was answering the call.

Damn! Why are the stupid receptionists appointed in the hospitals? I guess to attend the calls. No one knows how to perform their duties honestly and regularly. Why cant everyone be honest in work like Khushi? I tried it again for seventh time and some one picked up the call. Thanks! Heavens!

"What the hell? Why are you guys appointed in hospitals don't you know that you should pick up a call when the phone rings." I yelled at the receptionist for not picking up the call. I cooled down when the thought about her dad struck me.

"How is Mr. Gupta?" I asked her suppressing my anger.

"He is fine Sir and has been shifted to general ward." she replied bleakly. I wanted to know if she was still there in hospital? Did she get to know about the bills I paid for her dad?

"Uh. . . Who . . . Who is there with him right now?" I asked stammering and hesitating.

"His whole family sir." she replied again but this time with little softness.

"Who all I mean?" I asked again as still it was not clear whether she was still there.

"Uh. . . His wife, sister and one daughter." she said and dropped the phone.

That means she is on her way to office and would reach here anytime. I got up from my chair suddenly and stood near window not wanting to miss her coming and a glance at her. A soft breeze blew. I knew it. I knew this was Khushi's breeze. She was here but there was no sign of her on the door.

Precap:

First Sunday after realization and my curiosity to see her was driving me into hell. How will I see her tomorrow? After all its Sunday. No office. No work. What do I do? . . . . Waited for a long to think as I am no Romeo to crawl secretly into her room nor am I Edward to read all those minds who are near her.

"IDEA. . . Yes this would be absolutely right."

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