Posted:
Hey guys! Some of you might know that I have written a few OSs (well to be exact 2 OSs), but this current track is raising turmoil in my head and I just couldn't take it anymore, so I decided to write this Short Series. Now I couldn't bring myself to write that dialogue where Arnav says he used to let Sheetal win, and even if it happens tomorrow, I'd pretend it never did, for the sake of my own sanity. So anyways this SS takes off from the end of the basketball match.
INDEX
Ch.1: Fading Lustre- pg.1 (below)
Ch.2: Glows and Rust- pg.5
Important Note: Pg-9
Ch.3: Enveloping Darkness
Ch.4: Shadows in the Dark- pg.26
https://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3263549&PID=75970046�">
Ch.5: I Know- pg.33
https://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3263549&PID=76960854�">https://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=3263549&PID=76960854�
Ch.6: By Your Side- pg.42
Ch.7: The Mess We Make- pg-50
Ch. 8A: That Which is Unsaid- pg-60
Ch. 8B: That Which is Unsaid 2- pg-69
Ch. 9: Laying the Groundwork- pg-74
Ch 10: The Raizada Men- pg-82
Ch 11: It's All in the Past - pg-90
Ch 11: It's All in the Past - pg-90
Ch 12: Things Come Around- pg-102
Ch 13: pg- 110
Ch 14 Pg-116
Ch 15A Pg-128
Ch 15A Pg-128
So here it goes, hope you guys enjoy 😊
Chamkili.
Part I: Fading Lusture
Khushi stood in a far corner, taking in the view. How perfect it seemed, she thought to herself, picture perfect. Arnavji Sheetalji and Aarav. She wondered, what was she doing here, did she belong in this picture, in this family, what a painful irony it was, that the wife felt like an outsider. No one seemed to notice that she was missing. Would they notice if I just left the house at this moment and never returned back? For the first time, she wasn't really sure.She couldn't help but remember that day when Naniji, Di, Mamiji and Lavanyaji had danced on Ohh la la, just to convince her to stay. And back then she was literally nothing but a probably a sort of domestic-help. Would they bother now? She didn't know. She revisited that night when Arnav had said in that broken, hardly audible whisper, "mat jao", there was a painful desperation in his voice and the memory itself gave her a lump in her throat. Would he bother now? She didn't know.
She wanted to curse herself for having such thoughts, but you couldn't really dictate your heart, now could you? Because if she could, she would have never fallen for Laad Governor of all people. She would have rather chosen a decent banker or teacher or manager or journalist, someone from her world, someone with whom she would have felt at par with, someone she could relate completely to. She would have chosen a picture that wasn't too huge, you know, so big that it almost engulfed the Khushi Kumari Gupta, and you could no longer find her there, unless you looked too hard, that it strained your eyes.
She looked at the picture in front of her, Sheetalji had said something to Arnav and the entire family had burst out laughing. Arnavji looked angry but also amused. Aarav had looked up at her Arnavji with a look of hero-worship, or was it something else? She couldn't tell. Or she didn't want to find the answers anymore. Well, in any case no one needed her there, so what was doing here, standing as a lonely outsider, who didn't belong, well wasn't this supposed to be her home, those people her family and that man her husband, her love. Why did everything seem so blurry then?
Her steps retreated back, inside that huge house. She felt cold. Well November was almost there. But this chill didn't seem like the one that could be overcome with a blanket. This chill originated somewhere inside, deep deep within her, at the center of her being, and now it was spreading, slowly but surely...
Well marrying the most eligible bachelor had its own side effects it seemed, she smiled slightly at the thought. Yes he was perfect. With his Adonis's body and Antony's brains, he was just perfect. Oh what a curious little thing this mind was, where did that come from? Oh yes she remembered reading Julius Caesar for her 10th boards, how she had admired Antony, and now she had one. She smiled again. But where did Adonis come from? Devi Maiya would only know, after all she designed her brains. Julius Caesar managed to take her back to those carefree days, when the worst fear of all was to not be able to score well in your exams and the biggest question was how to talk to Samay, her crush. Now wherever did that come from, Khushi smiled again but it washed soon as she was struck by the realization that she was no more that cafree jhalli Khushi Kumari Gupta, she was Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, with Kumari Gupta fading gradually. Oh what the heck, who was she lying to, even Khushi seemed to be fading...slowly slowly
When did life become so complicated? How did she land up here? What would have happened, had she not fallen into Arnav Singh Raizada's arms that night? What would her life have been like, with some Baanke Bihari or Rahul or Samay? She couldn't tell. Somehow even thinking about those other men made her feel like she was cheating on her husband. Middle class conditioning shouldn't be underestimated. Well whatever might have happened in the past or might happen in the future, she was positive about one thing that she loved her husband and that he loved her. But did she really, naturally believe in this or was she forcing herself to do so? Again she couldn't tell.
"Enough Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada! You have a family to look after and you anyways waste a lot of time when you don't think and now with this new habit, you'll be utterly useless to everyone else." So the bahu, the wife, the host gathered herself up and started moving towards the kitchen to see if the snacks were ready, everyone would be starving after the match. And just then her mobile rang...
PS: So how was it? Okayish or just utter crap. Feel free to criticize. The next part would follow soon. And there the real action would begin. Someone is about to make an entry... Any Guesses guys😉
PPS: Here is the link to my other stories, if anyone is interested:
PPPS: Depending on the response I get for this SS, I might also be starting a FF soon but only after I finish this, cz I m really bad at multitasking. Anyways hope you guys will enjoy this😳
Here I shall leave you with this song that I love, and I think this shows Khushi's agony pretty well.
[YOUTUBE]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mKh4NpLsA2U[/YOUTUBE]
Toodles for now😳
Cricket
Seher Hone Ko Hai
338