Smitar's OS 2: Finding Khushi Part 8 Pg121(Mar 15) - Page 56

Originally posted by: insyvinsy

awesome continue soon

Originally posted by: rulama

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#0000ff">Very true!</font>

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<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#0000ff">Patience dear!</font>

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<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#0000ff">She'll write when she writes</font>😉

Smita,😊

Here is my interpretation to Part 7 section 1

Khushi opened her one eye in a haze of drowsiness, pulled the coat closer and looked around when her cell phone rang in the middle of the night.

She fumbled and took the call. As soon as she greeted, heard the husky voice asking her where her payal was. The voice was more deeper than usual. She frowned at the stupid things that people insisted on one answering while one was asleep!

She answered that Payal was sleeping beside her. Irritated by the question she asked with a yawn, what else would she be doing. Do bhangra? Arnav was surprised to hear her answer but soon caught on. He told her he was not talking about her sister but about the payal she wears on her ankles, her mother's payal. Hearing his question, Khushi was silent. She became wide awake. Her hand clenched around her phone as tears pooled in her eyes. The silence from her side gave him his answer. Khushi lay beside her sister with tears streaming down her face silently. She took care as not to wake her sister.

While she was mopping in tears she saw a shadow appear at her window. She became frantic. Thinking it to be a thief lurking, stifling the scream that arose in her throat she searched for something substantial to hit. Thinking about various items that would be handy Buaji's belan, Babuji's umbrella, Phuphaji's walking stick, she decided that Phuphaji's walking stick was the ideal. Quickly getting off the bed, with lithe stride grabbed the walking stick that was at the corner of the room and soft padded to the window, holding the stick in position to whack on thief's head. When the thief started to enter he placed his leg first and then the torso. Closing her eyes, invoking the name of her favored Goddess, she lifted the stick to hit the thief on his head when, instead of hitting the head it fell in soft clatter on the ground and she was backpedalled on to the wall with a hard male body flush against her soft one. Khushi's eyes remained shut. His special aroma was a soothing balm on her. The feel of him against her attacked her senses and made her pant for breath. While she opened her eyes she found his face close to hers, the play of the shadows made it appear sharper than what she had seen earlier in the day. He looked leaner and more dangerous. Her eyes hungry for his looks imbibed it all and stored it. She gulped and when she was about to ask him, he clamped his hand over her mouth, with his body pressed deeper into her. The more she struggled the harder he pressed her. She could hear her heart beat loudly in her ears and feel his heart beating frantically too. Finally unable to take the assault on her senses and needing the breath she bit his hand. With a soft yelp he jumped back. Khushi gestured him to be silent so as not to wake her sister. Arnav glared at her while he rubbed his hand. Pushing away the reluctant Arnav she asked him what he was doing there. Has he taken to patrolling Laxmi Nagar in his spare time at night to make sure his investment was safe? Listening to her, Arnav thought she had hit the mark with no idea that it was very much true. It was not the immovable asset he was patrolling for but one sweet, saucy bundle of five and a half foot that had the tendency to fall into his arms! Brushing aside his thoughts he asked her, where were her payals. Khushi who got a lump in her throat, at the mention of payal, as it was her mother's only thing she possessed in remembrance, swallowed and asked him why it should matter to him. Riled by her counter question, catching her by her arms, shaking her he said, that it does make a difference, Swearing under his breath, he continued asking where her payal was. Her answering silence made him swear once again and ask her did she sell it. She could feel the anger emanating from him even in the dark. Shrugging his hands off her she hissed at him, that it was her mother's and not his mother's possession. She could do whatever she wanted to with it and moreover his permission was not needed! Arnav catching her by her shoulders and pulling her close to him told her not to talk like that with him. Glaring at his audacity she tried to free herself from his grip! He ordered her to go out with him. Her query as to where he sarcastically told her that it was to moon that she had to accompany him. Not to be outdone, Khushi told him that it was fine by her, but she was not aware that it was often frequented by him. When he tried to rush her she stood there as though rooted to the ground. Crossing his arms and cocking his head he then said it was fine with him to wake her parents, her Buaji and her sister, seek their permission and take her out. Khushi who knew that he was capable of carrying out what he said, asked him had he gone mad. Without answering her he pulled her towards the window. Her protest to fetch her dupatta, had him roll his eyes and say, it is one a.m. and who would be there to see her without dupatta. Her answer 'you' had him observe her closely but she was earnestly searching for her dupatta without trying to waken her sister. Arnav going near her bed tried to arrange the pillows as her dummy sleeping under the blanket. His hand found his coat under her pillow. Pulling it out he looked at Khushi. Khushi having retrieved the dupatta and placed it around her neck turned to see Arnav holding his coat fished out from under her pillow. She saw the questioning look in his eyes. She stood rooted to the spot without having anything else to deflect him from the track. It was evident that he understood her vulnerability and that she was not as unmoved by his presence as she pretends to be. He now understood that she had similar feelings towards him as he has towards her but the rider was she would not acknowledge it to him, just like him. They stood staring at each other without a word but understanding a lot. Finally, she asked him whether he wanted to take her somewhere. Arnav nodded, leaving his coat on the pillow, grabbing her arm, he left through the window.

In this update Arnav calls Khushi after midnight to find out about her payal. But all he receives was silence making him probe further.

He goes to GH, climbs through window and has tussel with Khushi just to find out about the whereabouts of her payal. When asked all he gets from her is what does it matter to you?

He even seeks an explanation from her for keeping his coat under her pillow but doesn't get one. Only silence rules.

He searches for an explanation without much hope of her giving it. Hence the phrase, CAST ABOUT FOR fits in very well.

"There are times to stay put, and what you want will come to you, and there are times to go out into the world and find such a thing for yourself"

~ Lemony Snicket, Horseradish: Bitter Truths You Can't Avoid

That's it from me. Hope you enjoy it.