" Welcome ... to the Rakshas's den !" he said teasing her.
Her eyes widened and her jaw dropped as she looked at him, smirking that bloo*y smirk. She clinched her jaw and took a step back, but their chests crashed as he was holding her hand , not ready to release her yet. She tried to withdraw her hand and free it from him, but she couldn't.
" Khushi betiya ! " Nani voice forced Arnav to release her. He left her hand and walked up the stair to his room. Khushi eyes followed him all the way, cursing him under her breath, for fooling her!
" Khushi betya.. what is wrong ?!" Nani waved her hands. Khushi shifted her gaze to Nani with a smile. Nani welcomed her and called Om Parkash to carry the bag to the guest room, where she will stay for the next three weeks.
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It was 10 pm, He was reviewing the important proposal that they will submit to ABCD inc. after two days. He couldn't concentrate in his work because of the noises which was produced from the guest room, Khushi's new room. He walked out to the poolside that his room and the guest room were sharing.
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She was reviewing for her tomorrow's quiz. She was tired of studying. She held her phone and played a song " Koi Nahi hai Kamre main". She raised the volume to its highest level and start dancing and moving her body in random movements.
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With slow step, he moved toward the guest room's french door, and he couldn't take any step further after seeing what was going in Khushi's room. What was going in front of him was a truly live entertainment.
Khushi in a sponge pop pajama was dancing in hilarious yet sexy way. His mouth shaped in an O and slowly converted to smile, and sometime low laughter. She was doing random steps, playing karate, swagging her hips, and shaking her body. He slowly and silently took few steps forward and slid the French door open. He walked inside her new room and stood silently, taking a close view to the live entertainment.
He was resisting his strong urge to pull her into his arms and have the real " Haseen" with her, show her his " Sharaart", and he have absolutely no problem with "kaam baaki karenge kal". Who can, except Khushi of course, be cute and sexy in the same time?! He wondered with a half smile playing in his lips while she was dancing.
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When the song was over, she tied her hair back in a bony tail, and walked back toward the bed. She lied on her stomach and her legs were crossed and moving upward and downward. She held her book and started memorizing the material again. She suddenly stopped as she felt that someone was observing her very closely. She straightened her face and her eyes saw the middle parts of a man's body, 1 meter away from her. She raised her head to see a splenetic face . She immediately adjusted her position in the bed to sit straightly. She looked at him from the top to the toe. He was looking at her, his mouth tightened into a thin line, his cheekbones were sharp, and he was folding his arm. Typical Rakshas, she mumbled.
After few seconds of uncomfortable silence, she said: " H.. How long you have been here ?! W..what do you want ? How dare you enter a girl room without knocking; without permission?" She said clenching her teeth.
He leaned forward, placed his palms against the bed's mattress., closing the distance between them while he was saying: " In case you forgot, this is my house!. I can do whatever I want, without anyone permission"
" Even though if its your house, you cannot just enter like that, what if I was..."
She replied while she was leaning back , avoiding the proximity with him, and she stopped her reply as she imagined him entering the room if she was, changing her clothes, dancing in that ridiculous way, or something embarrassing like that.
" If you were what ?! ... and ..why you are leaning back away from me.. are you scared of me ?!" he said, still leaning forward.
She looked at his challenging eyes and pushed her body and head forward to show him that she wasn't scared. " I'm not ... OUCH ..!!" her nose collided with his forehead. She saw him was unaffected from the collision, unlike her who her nose was hurting her a lot. She ignored the pain, and looked into his eyes bravely, their faces were few inches away.
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If she hadn't confessed in her e-mails that she was scared from him though she always pretend to not be, he would believe that she wasn't. He noticed that her eyeballs started to be moist and her nose started to redden. It must hurt her but she was resisting it.
He pushed him self back and sat on the bed, next to her. He forced her to turn her face to him as he held her chin. He raised his other hand, squeezed and rubbed her nose so tenderly. His expression softened and he brushed her bangs behind her ears, as a single tear rolled down her eyes.
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She was lost in his brown eyes. This was the first time when she was that close from him. His eyes were beautiful, deep and held a lot of secrets. She felt him squeezing her nose softly, trying to ease her pain. His touches were sending a steam of emotions directly to her heart. She feels of a good feelings when he was caring like that. It happened for the second time this night, first at the entrance door, and now!
" Is it hurts you ?" he whispered, and she nodded. She regretted admitting that it's hurt her as she remembered what he said few hours ago after he had acted so loving and caring with her, but then he shows her his real face.
She was about to open her mouth and control the situation before he fool and make fun of her again.But he was faster, he said: " Sorry" before he left her and walked to his room, leaving her with a throbbing heart.
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It was the morning, Khushi was sitting at the dining table with all the Raizadas except "Arnav ji". was still thinking about the strange behavior of " Arnav ji".
" Om Parkash! It's better to forget you salary of this month. How more many times I should tell you that I want my morning coffee heavy?!"
khushi rolled her eyes as she heard the " Rakshas" shouts from his room. Just when she decided to re-think that he is not a " Rakshas" he provided that he is!.
She looked at the faces in front of her, no one even care about the poor Om Parkash, why no one open his mouth and stand against the "Rakshas?", she turned her gaze to Om Parkash, who was very calm and unaffected. "It seems that he'd gotten used to facing this situation .. Poor guy!" she thought and sympathized with him.
She finished her breakfast and walked outside the mansion. She was walking in the sidewalk slowly, trying to find a taxi. She used to go with Sareetha in her motorcycle when she was in Laxmi Nagar, but as she moved to Shanti Van, it was very hard for Sareetha ji to come and pick her.
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He just sat on his car when he beheld Khushi, the source of his sleepless last night. He spent his night remembering her dance movement, her body seductive swings, her incredibly cuteness, her strawberry scent, and most importantly the pain in her eyes, that he saw yesterday for the first time. Was it only because of her nose?! or there is something else hurting her heart, he was wondering
" I will know through her today's e-mail" he consoled himself.
He couldn't sleep properly nor could he review the proposal, which made him in a bad mood. He returned back to the present as he saw her waving her hand, and he guessed that she was trying to find a taxi to drive her to the university.
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She saw his car moving slowly along the sidewalk. The car window opened slowly when the car was very close to her. He was wearing his sunglasses and his expression showed that he was not-in-a-very-good mood. She prayed to Devi Mayia silently that she will not be his second victim of this morning after the poor Om parkash ji.
" Come, I will drive you to your college."
She looked at him confused, she managed to said: " No need .. I will find a taxi, t..thanks. "
She saw his cheekbones sharpened more, and she know it was not a good sign.
" don't waste my and your time, come & sit inside the car". She was about to replay to his order, when she heard him" Come, or I will make you sit on it with my own way"
Khushi frowned, opened the door and sat on the passenger seat silently, trying her best to curb her urge to call him very loudly: " Rakshas" but good Rakshas at the moment. He seems in a very bad mood in the morning, she thought. She was scared that he will do something bad to her in this very bad mood. Maybe another long, purposeless drive !
" Where is you college !" he asked, and she told him, relaxed a little bit.
There was a silence between them in the car, and she decided to exploit the time and write the daily e-mail to her mysterious friend the.
She took her blackberry out of her bag, start writing:
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Dear my mysterious friend,
How are you?, I hope that you are fine.
" Welcome to the Rakshas's den" that was the first thing I heard as I stepped the Raizada Mansion :P . At first, he kept me under the illusion that the " Rakshas" metamorphosed to a " Prince charming". But soon he showed me his real face. Though it was scary in the moment he said it, but then I found it hilarious, at least he had admitted that he is a Rakshas. :P
Nani ji and Anjali ji welcomed me in a very nice way. Payal jiji too, she wanted to stay up with me, but Akash Jiju spammed her phone , and when she kept ignoring him, he came to my room to take her :D .. He seems very much in love with her. God bless them, and send me a loving and caring husband like Akash jiju, but I want my husband not to be very quite and somehow shy like Akash jiju :S. Anyways, it's too early to talk about my future husband as I'm not planning to marry until I graduate. ;)
Back to the Rakshas. The last night, while I was reviewing for the drug therapy course's quiz , I saw the Rakshas in front of me!, how and when he entered my-temporary-room, I don't know :O !. Can you believe that he entered the room without knocking the door?! he said that he can do anything in his house without anyone permission, how rude !!
After that, I hurt my nose when it collided with his Stony forehead ( it's really hurt my nose ): ) . He then acted so caring with me, he tried to ease my pain by squeezing my nose, and he also apologized though it wasn't his fault ! .. I cannot describe my state then, my heart was bounding, and I couldn't concentrate in anything for very long moments, thinking about him and his soft side.
He is very different when he act like that. I couldn't do anything except looking into his his eyes ( by the way, his eyes really beautiful and warm, I just realized that yesterday :/), and losing my sense to his touches, his touches send a steam of delightful emotions straightly over me. I don't know why, maybe I became under shock when he behave like that, or maybe nervous. I really don't know !
After yesterday, I thought seriously of re-thinking about him. As I mentally called him " Arnav ji" instead of the " Rakshas" I heard his voice shaking the whole house , scolding the poor Om Parkash, who didn't do to deserve that shouting. After that, he offered, I mean forced me a drive to my college. :/
He is very strange . At first, he acted like a gentle man, then soon he almost promised me with a fearful residence in his den. On the other scene, he started by being so rude, and all the sudden become very gentle and caring. Again this morning he was a Rakshas and then turned to be caring. Hai Allah!! he is very confusing, very weird! .. Maybe is suffering from some psychological problem?!. I will ask Mohan ji about this when I met him today.
I think you don't know who is Mohan ji. Mohan Mehra. he is a fourth year student of Psychiatrists's college. We worked together in organizing the breast cancer awareness campaign, last semester. Today, I woke up and I found a text message from him, asking me to meet him today in the campus's cafe. I don't know what he wants exactly. You will know from my tomorrow e-mail :D.
P.S 1: I'm writing to you this e-mail and complaining about the Rakshas when I'm in his car. Poor him, he don't know what I'm writing about him. :P
P.S 2: hmmm .. I just want to know, do you read my e-mails ?! .. I'm not demanding a replay or interaction with my e-mails, I just want to know if you read it or not! :).
Regards,
Khushi
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Hello my dears ..
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