there are aloot of mistake in this... sorry.. from part 5 there will be minal mistake ;)
NT- Payel naintara
Mahsoos...
Part 1
"how can I merry any man pappa? It's not right. I can't..."
she looked at her self through the big oval mirror that covered half of the wall. She frustratingly kicked the bin near her foot. Extreamly annoyed with the fact how could her father; her angel father come with a proposal of marriage. She is not ready and surly she never have dream about this marriage thing to wizzee in her life at the age of 19. Yes it's India where it's usal for a girl to be married at this age, but not in middle of her study. Pathetic. Ungracefully.
She twists her lips. It's a day to impress her dad to say no to this proposal. She slides the door of her build in wall cupboard. It's big, big enough to fit several Khushi in. She rests her hand on the slim waist with agitating look. ScAnjali ng top to bottom quickly to choose a traditional cloth that would bring a smile on her dadys face. "practice Khushi! Practice" she have tried the parse of no to this marriage numerous time with every emotion she could name. The cute eyes, aggressive no to even a pleading phase. All she could hope it will work with tint of charm. Her self esteem, specially to the man of the house is highly low. Her mouth would not stop behind there back but when it eventually comes to a phase to speak up, she chickens out.
Garima makes a grand entry, lovingly looking at her daughter with a worrying face. Cloths scattered all over the ground. Wondering how after marriage this girl will look after her self and there son in law Arnav.
"what have you done? Look at this place! It's a mess." she observed the double king size bed to.
"what can I do mama, you know I have to convince papa to say no to this marriage. I can't, god forbids me to even think about the word marriage. I have to say, it's impossible and I can't mama."
"why don't you open that mouth in front of your dad. Not here, in front of me."
"to be precise, I am trying. Cursing this lips you know. Why it forgets it's words when this eyes sees dad? I tell you mama they all are no good. All making me week" she expressed her frustration on eyes and lips while taking cloths after cloths from the cupboard. Holding each dress, observing very carefully what it would bring out of her and help towards the word sympathy.
Garima rolled her eyes with a pathetic look and starts collecting the dress up from the floor.
Khushi gathered the courage to walk down the long stair, gazing over to the big hall way, Waiting for her dad to look. Understand her plead, but it all seemed odd, there was few people. New face that she never have seen, except the elderly lady who she have encountered many time before in school and collage. She wore White top to bottom. A sign of a weedo. Her pearl necklace glittered even from far, indicating how expensive it perhaps be, along with the matching earring. Khushi may act normal and simple but she would refuse that how attracted she is to jewlary. Her half wardrobe would be filled with Many new things every week, but she always had good eyes for rare object.
'Khushi,' a croaky voice from other side of the hall called. It's no other then her dad, waiting. 'do come here, look who is here, it's Raizada.'
Khushi slowly walked towards them with a sigh look, observing from the oldest to the youngest. 5 stranger along with her dad and then comes her grand pa, joining what seems like a Mutual conversation. Grand father was rather oddly happy. He never had a good eyes for her. Taunting her for no reason most of the time.
"sit down Khushi!" gran spoke out in a demanding voice. Khushi uncomfortably smiled and was making her way when she felt her mother hands at her back for support. Oh she didn't like this. From there face, and the judgement.
"sit down beta," Khushis dad pats on the cream learnfare sofa with a smile. A different smile when he wants Khushi to make proud.
...
The soft fluffy fur felt like a heaven. He stroked gently anticipating with the music to come to it's pick. His sister sat in centre of the big empty room, playing piano with with mahsoos... And felt the beauty. He tapped his finger across the cold radiator, smoothly feeling the texture. Loving the feel of something that invites him in.
"Arnav, don't you think this music is beautiful!"
Arnav concentrates with his ear to here where the noise was exactly coming from. It echoed as the music stopped. His breathing became rapid along with the soft tender voice to locate her in the room. He spines, twisting and walked straight towards the piano.
"indeed, you have learned well."
"no this music is beautiful"
She takes her long finger and rests on the open blank book with dots, scAnjali ng across horezently feeling the texture.
"thank you!" she smiled at her brother. Music is about feeling and falling in love. And her brother knew the right thing.
Grandmother along with Arnavs mother walks in to there big mansion. Walking in to the hallway. Avantika took a sigh breath. How wonderful the news will be to Anjali and Arnav. He eventually getting a married and that to a girl who will look after him forever.
"Arnav, Arnav..." his grandmother calle out in excitement. They did not want to delay or let alone let anything els delay this matter. This marriage far more special. It's her grandson wedding.
Part 2
Arnav walks down the stair, supporting Anjali . She held her brothers hand firmly. Her ear active with excitement, she is the only one who knew where exactly the two ladies of the house was heading towards. While Arnav in complete black.
"what's the excitement?" he wondered. Feeling the sofa, making sure Anjali sat there perfectly well then he took his sit.
Avantika came right close, gently brushing Arnavs hair as a bless. "nika pakki ho gye"
Arnav felt the excitement tingling in his stomach. Surly this was no dream to here someone have excepted Anjali , even after knowing her biggest weakness is that she can't see the twinkle of light.
"Anjali , come here!" Arnav snakes his hand around his sister, hugging her tight. "I am so happy for you."
Grandma and mother of Arnav along with Anjali and 10 odd servants took Arnavs sentence in rather amusement way, sound of laughter surrounded the heavily leaving poor Arnav in confusion.
"no you mad, it's you. Khushi have accepted the proposal" avantika laughed in excitement while Arnavs eyes felt something. His up cherry face showed glimpse of gloominess.
"what?" he was rather shocked with the sudden news of his marriage.
"it's this Wednesday. Mr and mrs Kumari Gupta was rather in hurry and we would like someone for you soon as possible."
"I am not a donkey from the road who needs someone's support!" he indirectly heart his mother feeling. He did not give his words a second thought, knowing how badly she may be affected. He stood up, and puts his hand forward to feel the presence of his mother.
Arnav is a cleaver man with beyond knowledge about anything. A sharp mind and an incredible powerful ears. The house is so familiar to his presence and knowing people with exception he required no help at all. Even tho he can't see, due to problem with his eyes since bourn but; he could feel everyone.
His dark brown eyes, pupil dilated to gather some light but in vain no reaction. It's black. He came few step forwards, resting his palm against her. Feeling for some tears. "wish I could imagine how this tear looks..."
Avantika breaks down further, suppressing her self in Arnavs embrace, while he consoled.
He is a man who is blind from birth, imagination, something that doesn't exist. It's black. He could only imagine with voice. Description, to feel what a mountain looks like, to feel the wrinkle of water... He could never imagine, nor knows what does color looks like. His mother knows very well... How can a girl accept him?
"does she know the truth?"
"yes!"
...
Khushi couldn't do anything to change there mind, instead her big dress made the situation out of hand. She looked beautiful and a perfect wife! Ugh!!!!
She changed her cloths to western style top and jense. "much comfortable!" she smiled at her self and took the car key from the side and drove off without asking anyone. Frustrated and rather angry. Well if she is to merry in few days with someone that she don't even know then what's the point? Let's enjoy the life before it becomes a jail. She is a easy going girl, well there are always way for her to get what she wants but respects her parents value. And knowing her self, she would rather would not do anything wrong that brings tears on there eyes. Maybe that's why- that's why she is accepting this marriage in fear of there guilt.
Khushi stops right in front of the terrific light. Staring at a blind man who elegantly passing the cross. She smiled for few minutes but then realized how helpless that man is, a sympathy walked inside her...
As she arrived at collage, mostly all looked very happy with there on going life. Perhaps it's just her, unknowingly yet somewhere she have accepted the fact she will be married to someone called Arnav, and some parts within want to run way, escape from all this. Dilemma sounds so complicated.
"what's wrong?" Tina out of bloom spoke out, making Khushi jump. Her heart rate increased in incredible speed. She blinked few time resting her small palm over her chest and angrily looked at her pathetic friend.
"can't you ever talk normal?"
"sorry! But how come you have agreed to this marriage? I mean- it was few days back when you were completely against it! And you have practiced so much to say no! Then what happen?"
"what can I say? It's my dad with those adorable puppy eyes, I just couldn't say no!"
"well, I guess now it's arrangement time only."
"I guess so..."
Khushi steps out of the car along with her friend...
***
With 0 excitement Arnav took his seat in the darkest corner of his room. Pitch black... A big thick file with dots all over laid on his thigh. He was reading and analyzing a file of akashs business. He perhaps have no knowledge but love to observe what may be going around him, & akashs explanation about the outside world always impressed him in great deal. It's almost feeling with his mind. Each file was specially made in to a braille language for Arnav to understand.
He was rather fascinated and amused with his brothers wide knowledge of business and proud because he in a extent took his ideas in consideration.
"interesting?" akash smiled. He Came forward and took a sit.
"very. I am impressed."
Akash was the only child who did not bourn blind, or did not born with any disability along with vicky. Otherwise Arnav and Anjali were unfortunate to be blind.
"I have really thought about what you have mentioned last night. Our clint took a great deal of interest."
Arnav closes the folder, resting it on the coffee table. He gently stands up and rotates 90 degree to south, heading towards his cupboard, he walked like a normal person. No one would guess that he can't see, the way he touch a object without fear like he can see... But that's not correct, because he can feel everything.
Part 3
"I hard your marriage is fixed. We are going around my new sister in laws house soon with all the cloths and jewelry."
"I care the least. I am still rather confused why she have agreed to merry a blind man."
"that's because she is a nice girl in heart. Why do you take everything negatively?"
"I don't. Everything is so negative about this wedding. I felt like I am about to ruin a girls life."
"this is not at all true. She is a beautiful girl, and we promise you she will keep you happy."
"wish I know the word beautiful!"
Akash keeps quit. He have spoken to one of the biggest eye doctor in the world in UK... try after try, yet no result. Nothing at all. "I am sure one day you will see the light" he smiled sadly... "and anyway, there are nothing great to see. It's selfish. The world is very selfish. Nothing special. Sometime I wish I was blind."
Arnav slaps akash tight across the face. This man always have surprised him, how he exactly knew where his face would be and how perfectly it encountered with his cheek. "don't you ever talk like that."
"big brother is always a big brother" akash smiled.
The evening dinner table felt with tease and ear pulling of one another. Whole family, Arnav, Anjali , akash, avantika, grandma, along with many cousins of Arnav sat across the 30 chair table. It was feast and mostly everyone came around to help with the wedding preparation.
"Arnav, eat little more, you will be very bored later on and flowed by 5 days. We won't let you do anything."
One of Arnav aunty teased. Everyone was so exited, rather over welled with the fact Khushi have accepted the marriage.
"this Khushi avantika, I tell you she will only bring happiness!"
Arnav ignored there talk. Acted like a defe that he can't here.
"don't ignore us Arnav" another aunty teased. "we know. How sharp is your hearing."
"I think I had enough of this dinner," Arnav eventually spat out. He pushed the chair back with a loud noise, stood up and made his way towards the room that laid next to the stair.
"I have her phone number, would you like to call?" aunty shouts across over the hall way. Every one started to giggle. Avantika nodes her head negatively, trying to be understanding towards her son, but it all fell in vain.w3q
3 days after...
"do you think he would like pink or blue?"
She pulls her leg up, hanging up in mid air while her body relaxed on the bed.
"blue, men loves blue." Tina told Khushi...
"blue it is..."
She have scanned over Internet, asking all her male mates what does men likes, even in some extent her grandpa. But most of the time he gave example of old boring things which she rather not do. It would never impress a modern men like Arnav.
"have you brought any lingers?" Tina opens her big mouth again,
"chi chi babaji, no! No. I don't were those types of cloths. They are for tatty people. Not Arnav. In photo he looks so mature and understanding."
"and handsome!" Tina distracts. "he is buff, seems like he works out. Oh go Khushi." she came and hoped on her bed, pulling Khushi up. Smiling mischievously.
"for your kind information, he happens to be my future husband, not yours. I would expect some respect for your brother in law" she finished her words in rather respectable manner. Claiming Arnav, even they have not seen one another.
"jealooouuusss!" Tina laughed, while charging a pillow towards her face.
The leg came as a hard blow on Tina s but. annoyance clearly visible with temptation to murder someone. She frustratingly rests her palm against the door, stopping it before it slides shut. Her foot kicked the soft light brown carpet like it's some sort of heavy material to be kicked towards Tina .
"stay there. Don't you dare come in to my room. My husband, my life what els can you expect me to be? A dreamer like you. It's Khushi Kumari Gupta sweetie. I make my dreams." she twitches her eye brow up. A small smile sliding on her cheek with a victory.
"I was only joking..." anajali made a baby face. Rubbing her bum with a sorry face to let her in the room otherwise everyone in the house will force her to work and help on preparation.
"you deserve to be out there. Working. Talking about my husband like that. Let me tell you. I am the future mrs Raizada." she smiled mischievously.
Khushi only hard about akash Raizada from there family along with there dad, John Raizada, international business man. Although mr John Raizada and mrs avantika Raizada no longer live together, it's still a famous family. Mrs avantika Raizada have came from a royal background. Understanding and loving with exception. There family is countlessly big. Every aspect about them is so special and loving yet so reserved. What media does not do to bring there truth out to the world, the secret yet no one ever managed to publish a single page.
Khushi have been staying way from home for her education matter, in boarding school, she always used to here allot about there family from her dad and mother but never actually met personally. Khushis mother always have mentioned it's an Horner to be a bride of there family. & she was all up to explore everything.
"why are you getting married to akash?" Tina questioned as Khushi eventually let's her in.
"mama and papa have chased Arnav, and anyway I think he is far better looking then that akash and he is about to be my brother in law. Would you like to stop talking nonsense!"
"sorry, I was wondering as it ..."
There lips becomes Sealed as Garima walks in with Khushis jewlary & cloths...
"Arnav would like to talk to you. I know I shouldn't let all this happening but he is such a gentle man, I could not refuge. Very persuasive I would suggest."
Part 4
Khushi sighed looking down. Just few days back she wasn't even agreeing with this marriage fiasco and now she couldn't wait to be a house wife. Her heart beat increased rapidly with his name, she wondered what exactly will happen when he eventually sees him, which most likely will be there wedding night. She spines around as Garima left a phone along with all the jewelry on the bed, waiting for her. Garima pulled Tina out leaving Khushi to talk. She twisted her leg, then arm, sitting next to the phone, anticipating for his call. She sighed how silly this must be sitting next to a phone and her red cheek evident that how she is feeling.
"hello..."
He kept quit for a while. Wondering how exactly to ask such a question. To wonder if she was alright with this marriage. Not that he doubt her intention but the fact he wanted to make sure to him self that she knows all the truth.
"hi..."
"elder say it's not good to talk before wedding!"
"I know."
"it's a bad luck!" she curled her toe, hiding her face on the pillow. Uff, she never knew this sight even- ever existed.
"It's a important question which I could not help my self to ask you."
Arnav kept him self silent for while, listening to her rapid heartbeats. Understanding what was happening... What was happening to him???...
"do you know?" Arnav questioned but before he could ask any further Anjali stoles the phone.
"Arnav, not done. Why?" she cuts the call.
"I was talking Anjali ! It's rude"
"no, it's bad luck to talk to bride before wedding. It's bad luck. I really don't want anything wrong."
Anjali pulled her hand up in the mid air, slowly feeling the free space for any object to bump in. Her feet felt the wooden object of the coffee table where the phone laid.
Arnav made a frustration face cursing the old thought about this idea.
"let's go, everyone is waiting for us downstair."
"yea! Sure!"
Arnav walked in a step without any help, he was rather over confident about where exactly was his step. "hold my hand." he suggest to Anjali .
Khushi listens to the dead phone. Wondering what happen there. She lost the memory of how exactly her body came to the floor, covered in duvet. Pillow around the room. If he have this effect on her now, what will happen after. She took a sigh breath, even more embarrassed with the wild thought. "Khushi, you are so naughty"
She stood up, looking at her mirror, taking the Dupata from the floor covering her long hair. "how will he look at you?" she made a face, smiling, hiding her face behind the cover, "like this?" she flew her hand up in the air, spinning her self. Laughing, giggling. Why did her life felt so complete? Khushi question, almost like Arnav ki Khushi fits on so well. She curled her lips, looking at her eyes to look for the reflection. A unknown glow appeared that she never exgisted. The thought was beautiful, her life felt beyond complete.
Garima walked in, seeing her daughter so happy, lost to be precise... "NT coming soon, and with her husband."
Khushi jumped with her mother unexpected voice, she smiled uncomfortable, rather embarrassed at her own act. Her hand twist to fix the duppata, looking down in shame. Then slowly whispered "really." she was more then happy that NT was coming. Her mind & world...lit up with happiness. Her one and only best sister. It's been almost 6 months to her marriage, and here she is, back again, oh she missed her so much.
"she will be up any moment..."
Just as Garima walked out NT ran in. She wore a bright red dress that brought out her innocent beauty... "GUdy"
"bebo..."
They bashed in to one another, with a huge hug. "bebo... Bebo... Bebo.. Bebo..."
"oh my god I can't believe my little GUdy getting married at last."
"why are you late? Big katti."
"sorry baba. You know au kitni busy hi... We barely get time to spend some time alone."
"is jijazi here? I want to see him, what's my gift bebo?"
Khushi with excitement ran out to discover her gifts, after long time she have seen the big hall way which was decorated with only beauty and love. Everything was breathtaking, so sweet and siren. Big long red Rose brace hanged from top to bottom along with yellow in the middle. Crowds of people traveling from one end to another with immense work but still she could do nothing to help. Her heart wasn't sure what to feel, the guilt that how hard each one of them was working for her or happy with the little child inside with excitement...
"well you lucky girl, you have to do nothing." a small voice whispered from the back, making Khushi jump out of the spot... "jijaji.." she jumped higher from the ground with a huge hug...
"calm down, calm down sali saiba. Agar apki future pati ne dehk lia... Consider me as a ded man. Then what will happen to your sister." shoria mocked with little laughter. While Khushi frowned.
"let him come first then we will see how everything works out with only my permission."
"that's a big truth."
Khushi giggled with shoria, laughing as he passed a big box with pink rapper. Her red cheek became even brighter with excitement...
"aww-aww, only after your wedding night." Khushi made a baby face.
"per wedding is 7 hours way."
"then 7 hours be it"
NT walked down with big plate full of jewelry that was send by Raizada, each more expensive then another, gold, diamond, expensive perl and most importantly there engagement ring. His one plain silver, filled with small dots which NT found rather odd. It looked like a language that she didn't understand.
"mama, why there are dots in Arnavs ring. It looks familiar."
Garima uncomfortably smiled, "it's nothing, you don't worry"
"per.. Khushis name should be curved, not dots."
"how do you know that's not Khushis name?"
"a dott?"
Edited by FIRESafiReFIRE - 13 years ago
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