Arnav and khushi.Nobodys baby but mines Chpter 1

Khushi scanned the classroom avidly, before her eyes came to rest upon one specific little boy, who was busy with his finger painting. Rather, hand panting, by the looks of it. His tiny hands were covered in a multitude of colors, and all that vain concentration on the task ahead of him. He would from time to time, squint his eyes, burrow his brows, and than it wouldn't be long before the sparkle came back to his eyes. There was just something about him, it tugged at her heart.

It was no truth, when she took this job, it was a way to be close to be close to her own son. Some might think, she is delusional, other's understood well enough to know that one sometimes saw flicker of their own child in others. And Khushi was just a inane woman, trying to do just that. She was trying to find her own son, in countless others. Indeed it was a tragic way of thinking about it, but this was the price she had to pay. The total sum of her own choice.

A choice that never been forced upon her within certain words, but she always knew what was expected of her. Thats how life had been growing up also. Being the only child, every kind of direct attention lay on her and her only. It was always expected that she top the class, or bring home medals, never a concealed truth. But in all those years, there was another simple truth also, but it went unnoticed like many of her other wishes. She couldn't be the daughter they wanted her to be, never ever.

feeling a tug on her dress, Khushi turned around smiling, '' Miss Gupta, Neev took my colors'' the little girl whined, as any other four year old would, when another took something they really like. her little fists busy rubbing the wetness from her eyes, '' he even, pulled my ponytail'' pointing towards her two piglets, she frowned.

'' He did? Did he, now '' grasping the child's hand within her own, Khushi led her towards the same little boy, she felt some unknown connection too.

Neev, sensing someone was looking down at him, didn't look up. If he knew something about getting out of trouble, it was using his cuteness. It was time to try out this new teacher. Whether she failed or succeeded, would be decided later.

''Neev' Khushi cleared her throat, in hopes of gaining his attention. And she did, he looked up gently, those eyes of his, melting her insides within moments. But, she had to think like a teacher at the moment, she bent down to his level, '' taking someone else's things without permission is bad manners''

eyes downcast, Neev shuffled his arms together, and slackened, '' but i needed the yellow color''

''You could have asked her''

''I did ask, Miss teacher''

Khushi gleamed, turning over to the girl, who hid the tongue she had been wagging behind her back, '' Is that right, Kiran'' in return, kiran only shrugged, neither positively, nor negatively.

'' Sharing is a good thing. I am sure kiran if you had shared with Neev, he would have not taken your color without permission''

'' I wouldn't have!'' Neev, prompted with a glum of a expression '' i just needed yellow crayon to draw mommy'' blinking, he walked over to Kiran with a genuine smile, '' I am sorry''

And just like that, the little fight was forgotten, as kiran leaned into hug him, leaving little Neev speechless for a moment. Khushi expressed her shock also, but grinned as a way to show she approved of their new friendship.

Khushi turned to head back to her, but a hand clutched onto hers, stopping her in her tracks, '' Miss teacher. Do you think daddy will like this picture?''

Her eyes fell upon the picture, and she knew instantly, he would love it. If she had learned anything about the man she had seen last week, he was a doting father, '' He will love it, but --'' pausing, khushi scratched her forehead innocently, '' Where is mommy?''

Neev pointed towards the star, '' Mommy is a star'' And it would be wrong to not say, khushi felt herself fall for this child once again. Her heart constricted with pain for him '' Daddy said, she became a star, because mommy wanted to watch over me all the time''

'' Your daddy is very wise'' Khushi muttered to herself, stroking Aryan's cheek, '' Your mommy would be so proud of you''

''thats what daddy says also''' Neev grinned jumping up and down, turning back to his picture

The SUV, screeched as it braked near a large building, pulling into the parking lot. He opened the door, stepping out in a pair of Alden dress shoes, clad in a black three piece business suit. Stepping out, he buttoned up this jacket, closing the door arrogantly, leaving echoes to wither through the air. With each step forward, it spoke of his confidence, his stance, and his power.

He pushed open the glass door, striding through, met with a lady in her mid 30's, not fairly beautiful, but all the more stunning. When she looked up, he saw her eyes dilate wide causing a blush to stain her cheeks, '' I need to meet, Miss Gupta''

'' Do you have a appointment?'' She asked, swallowing the lump that had been stuck in her throat, ever since she had stared into those wonders of hazel

''Yes i do'' Arnav replied with a satiated smile that had the women in her own dream world, '' Also, please let her know, i am in a hurry''

Nodding, she picked up the phone, dialing through to the Khushi's cabin, but there was no one picking up, '' I think, she is out''

''You think or you know?''

flustered, he saw her rummage through the file of numbers and dial one, still getting no response, she smiled in returned, '' Yes, Mr Raizada, she is not in the office''

Arnav dismissed the words un - apologetically and moved towards the entrance door, when he saw her walk in. She seemed engrossed in a conversation, with another lady beside her, Decked in a black sleeveless wrap dressed, paired with red stilettos. Hair left in a messy bun with few tendrils adoring her face, and a silver chain hung around her neck. She took away his breath, with her simplicity/ And it was decided right there and then, this lady was dangerous and someone Arnav should definitely stay away from her. But he found his steps quickening in her direction.

''Is it your habit to keep people waiting. Or is this just special treatment for me?'' His voice rang out loud in the empty reception area, that had her steps halting near the end of the corridor. Turning around vigorously, her eyes narrowed to slits before resting up him, the fire slowing dying down as the realization dawned upon her. She waved her friend goodbye, heading in his direction.

''Mr. Raizada'' She flashed that bright smile of her's and Arnav felt his heart do a flip. Definitely, wickedly alluring, he concluded to himself.But he reprimanded his trail of thoughts, as it dawned that she was Aryan's teacher also. It would be inappropriate to have a relation with her, when his son was in the same company of a woman. And, plus the women was engaged, sought to be married!

She forwarded her hand, '' I am sorry to keep you waiting''

''I am sorry too'' He bit out, not acknowledging the hand that waited to greet him. He shrugged and turned around, '' If we can be in a private setting, i'd like to discuss a few things with you''

Khushi bluntly took back her hand, taking a cue , '' Sure, we can go in my cabin'' turning towards the stairs, she pointed towards her office, and he followed right behind.

Opening the door to her sanctuary, she led Arnav in, and motioned him to take a seat. Arnav being, well...er..Arnav decided to look around. He noticed in one glance the office held no memorable's, or pictures to make the room more personal. In fact it was even bland for his taste, the eggshell colored walls were just a drab, and the few pieces of furniture failed to bring life any life to this room.

But if you looked at her, there was color, life...er at a distance but it was there, so he wondered. Why the contrast?

''So, Mr Raizada, what brings you to my office?'' Khushi asked, arms on table, chin resting in between. Arnav brows raised in surprise to finding her ring gone, he looked at her curiously but hid his confusion before it could reach her. It was no business of his to pry into her personal matters. But, if he had been aware, minutes later, he would be asking the same lady out on a date, Arnav would have let her peer into his confusion. So she could have steered clear of him, thereby, ridding himself of her also. But the question was a simple, If. In life there many if's, but harsh reality was they always came after the deed was done.

'''Arnav --'' He corrected, '' Its Arnav, not Mr Raizada that's my father's name''

Khushi chose to ignore the remark and went forth, '' Anyway, so Arnav what brings you here?'' she asked with a forced smile.

''The polite thing would be to tell me your name in return'' He quipped, causing vehement to bloom in her eyes, before she sobered up again, '' Khushi, Khushi Gupta''

Khushi, The name itself was a poet's language and than with a face like that, Arnav was sure, God had made her with extra care.She was so unlike, anyone he had met prior, there was a spark about her. It was hard to put it into exact words, but Arnav was sure, she was different, different good.

'"Now, can you tell me, what are you doing here?''

'' I don't know, i thought maybe we could discuss the letter you sent in the morning?''

She seemed confused at first, but than realization hit her, '' Oh of course. What would you like to discuss about it?''

'' I'd like to discuss a lot, but i am short of time'' standing up, Arnav pulled out his cellphone, '' Dinner tonight, he asked surprising Khushi, who fumbled with a response. But had she looked up, she would seen a first hand experience at a shocked out of his wits, Arnav Singh Raizada. Sadly, she hadn't, engrossed in her own daze.

'' Mr. Raizada are you asking me on a date?''

''No i am asking, whether we can meet tonight, discuss business, have dinner, and than maybe say a cordial goodbye'' smirking, he continued, '' that doesn't sound like a date to me ?''

Khushi seemed struck by his words for a second, she forgot her surroundings for a moment, '' So, i'll see you tonight?'' smiling, Arnav left the room without waiting for her reply. Because he already knew her answer, her eyes had whispered it before, her lips could interfere.

Walking out of the office, the only thought invading his mind was, what had he done? He had just asked out his son's teacher on a date and to make it more awkward, he had kind of coerced her into it. What happened to, staying away because she was Neev's teacher?

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