Unsaid Feelings.

"I know that, Chotey. But it's the first time you have gone away from me. And how much ever old you grow, you will always be my Chotey!" She giggled. Arnav smiled at his sister's affection. Though he wasn't admitting, he missed Anjali and the entire Raizada clan miserably.

"I know that, di. Now may I keep the phone? I'm driving!"

"Yes! Ooh, wait! And can you please tell me why ,on earth, are you going to live in a rented apartment? Why don't you live in some of the hotels available there?"

"Di, I'm going to stay here for a year! I don't think I'll be comfortable living in a hotel for a year. And this apartment I'm going to see is very beautiful indeed. Rahul himself insisted that I stay here. Only the landlady is a bit irritating but she'll leave as soon as she gets her tenants. And I really hope I get this apartment as I don't want to waste time house hunting."

"Hmm. You and your Rahul! Anyway, I know you are not going to be convinved. So all I can say is Best of luck! And I need to keep the phone. Your Shyaam jiju is calling me!"

"Thanks. Finally! Bye di!" Arnav disconnected the call and parked his new rented car at the corner of a road. 'Sunshine Villa' he said to himself and drove in the building complex.

'Sunshine Villa' Khushi said to herself. 'I really hope I get this apartment'.

Khushi Kumar Gupta was the most clumsiest, joyful and wittiest person you will ever meet. She loved everything regarding life. A learning intern by day, she used to baby sit children for her living in Canada. Her father always used to send some money but she was always adamant that it was her decision to study her medicine in Canada and also pay for her living. Another reason why she wanted to baby sit was her love for children. She always thought that she herself was a kid and that was the reason why the kids loved her.

Barely a month or two in Canada, she had already lived in two hotels and 2 hostel rooms. But either to blame it on her luck or her 'weird' nature, she was either kicked out of the hotels for her love for loud music. And kicked out of the hostel as she could not just live in that environment as she sometimes needed peace for studying her medicine. Yes, both the habits were completely contradictory but that was how our Khushi Kumari Gupta was.

She desperately needed this Apartment because she already had seen 7 in a row and her studies were getting affected. Some had a bad vastu while some had dogs in the vicinity. Some had very irritating neighbours while some were really big and expensive. This was the last place suggested by her broker as he himself was tired for her search of her 'ideal house'.

"Khushi madam, this is actually the last place I'm suggesting you. If you dont like this, as for the chances are rare, I may not be able to help you any further." Charles, her broker said.

"Charles! You know you are my angel! If you don't help me then who will? You are my fairy in disguise, isn't it?" Khushi, with her ever sweet tongue, always sugared people.

"Hmm, you! This place is beautiful. Believe me! Its almost got everything you wish for. But Khushi, my darling, I may not be able to come with you. My wife is pregnant and today is her due date. I need to be by her side. I hope you understand." He placed his palm on Khushi shoulder.

"Yes I do! I'll talk to this landlady. As it is, she's an Indian. And congratulations in advance. Babies are that essential element of a couple as it is their symbol of love. I wish you all the very best."

"Thanks, baby!" Charles said, and left her with the address.

'Ms.Kavita Oberoi, I'm going to get this apartment.' Khushi said to herself, picked up her baggage and entered the lift for which he was waiting.

Just when the lift doors were about to be closed she heard some one shout,"STOP THE LIFT!!' She saw the button panel and pressed all the buttons in a hurry without even seeing what she was pressing. After a gap of 5 seconds the lift door opened and she saw a man dressed in a three piece suit, panting.

"Thanks!" he said in a very husky voice, still panting. Khushi could not help but look all over his body. He actually looked like some Hercules in formals. Out of her reverie, she nodded her head and said "No problem. Which floor?"

"17th."

"Oh." She turned to press the floor number he demanded and realized that almost all the floor numbers were already pressed. She suddenly remembered what she had done in a hurry and felt embarrassed.

"Did you do that?" Arnav asked in a very surprised tone.

She nodded her head, feeling every inch of embarrassment eat up her body. She asked her self, why the hell did she stop the lift for him. As a result the left stopped at every floor and they both rejected the idea of cimbing up the stairs.

He started laughing and said,"It's ok, actually. I know my loud voice must have scared the hell out of you. Anyway, I'm Arnav Singh Raizada."

"Im..K.. Khusi.. Err sorry. I mean Khushi."

"Nice to meet you Khusi.. Sorry Khushi." He smiled and she also gave him a wide smile.

After a gap of silence she finally said, "You live here?"

Just when Arnav was about to say something the lift floors opened on the 17th floor. He helped Khushi with her bags and answered, "No. actually I'm here to rent this apartment of Ms.Kavita who lives there." He pointed towards the house on the right hand side of the lift. The door tag read ' KAVITA OBEROI' in bold. Khushi's mouth made a perfect 'O'. She realized that sexy man had also come to rent the same apartment. She had to think of a way to get rid of him as she desperately wanted this house.

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