Arhi '100 Reasons To Avoid You' Ch 5 (34)PMS LATER - Page 10

Chapter 3

"Of course I am sure, Khushi. I will take care, okay."

Madhu said for a hundredth time from an hour. She was going to meet this supposed guy for lunch. That was the plan her parents informed her. But she was going to cancel it on his face saying that she had something came up to be attended. Then she was going to come home for lunch. So much to avoid the stuff. "Are you sure?" I asked, yet again, "I can join you, you know."

"I know you can join me," she snapped back with irritation, "and I don't think your parents will be okay if the guy liked you, Khushi. So relax. I got this."

Having nothing left to say, we disconnected the call. It was raining outside. Watching it was one of my favorite pass-times. Who wouldn't love rain? And its coldness. And its romantic fragrance. And many more. Times like this makes me feel lonely, without any partner. Though I have family and friends to enjoy this season, I still feel it empty – a void that only my life partner is able to fill it. Closing my eyes, I smiled while hugging myself, feeling the gush of wind around me.

Being weekend has its own disadvantages. Mamma and Papa went to visit a temple nearby while Bhai had been on his mobile. There was a problem in their project or something, Bhai was worried regarding it. Di was getting ready for the day. Luckily, she had the day off. By the time I opened my eyes, deciding to go downstairs and drag my siblings out of their rooms, my unwelcomed neighbor greeted me with a smirk, watching me in what seemed liked amused but that increased my irritation on him.

"Why do you shut your eyes to feel the wind all the time?"

I rolled my eyes at his comment. Seriously, what was his problem? Okay, may be it was not his but mine. Even though, his friendly smile didn't do better as I already had my opinion about him. Not bothering to answer him, I thought about the uncomfortable situation. I have to face this man all the time – at least most of the time. He climbed on the window sill just like the other night, with his laptop on, but looked at me as if waiting for my answer. "Why do you sit on the window sill in that dangerous position?" I counter questioned him, displaying my annoyance to which he smiled at me, as if guessing my words beforehand.

"That's because I like sitting in this way and I like dangerous and challenging things," he replied without a second thought, "see… reasoning about the things we like isn't hard, Khushi. Now tell me, why do you like wind?"

"What's your problem?" I snapped at him rather rudely but I didn't care about being decent right now. "Seriously, why are you interested in my reasons for liking?"

He sat there, staring at me for a good few seconds before nodding in agreement. "Good question,"he said thoughtfully, "as we can see that you have your own opinion about me, I think it's fair enough to have an opinion about you, you know. And I hate to judge people without actually knowing them, unlike you."

"What the hell?" I am sure my voice reached downstairs and at any moment, anyone of my sibling, or both, would enter my room but I didn't care. How dare he? "You want to know about me so that you can judge me? Arnav, what the hell is your problem?"

This was being ridiculous, the whole conversation with Arnav about having opinions or in an accurate word, judging people without actually knowing them. I know nothing about him and his words were as if he was pointing at me regarding this fact. At the very moment, I heard a bang on the door and Bhai came to me in hurry. "Are you okay?" he asked, concerned, "who are you shouting at? Don't say it is Madhu, please."

I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts but Arnav spoke up. "Hey man, is this Madhu the one with you last night?"

I stared at him and then at Bhai who now glaring at Arnav. "Bhai?" I asked him. Something is really off the knowledge. Something was going on my behind and I have a right to know. "What is he talking about?" I asked again, elaborating my previous question.

"Nothing," Bhai replied seriously, "last night in the restaurant, I ran into him while you were… talking."

"Was it?" Arnav asked in middle, cutting whatever I had in mind to ask. There was something that exchanged between the men before Arnav turned to me as he continued, "were you talking with the girl in black dress, Khushi? Seriously…? It seemed more like fighting or something."

There was no way I would tolerate this man, so I just turned my back. If he liked to interfere in other people's lives, it was his problem to stop it. I would never allow a stranger, a tattooed irritating stranger, disturb me or my peace. It was waste of time. "Arnav, shut up okay," I heard Bhai, "don't you dare speak to my sister or upset her. Now, can you focus your eyes on your work?"

Leaving them, I made my way to Di's room and found her tying her hair with a band. Thanking god, I sat on the bed and she joined me while noticing my expressions. To confirm her, I said in a not so interesting way, "I hate that man, Di. How dare he to speak to me? How are we going to tolerate him?"

"I know," she sighed with agreement, "and I am so sorry that you happened to face the worst with him. But what to do, Khushi? His family is great that Mamma and Papa has no other option than accept that man as our neighbor." I stared at her for the statement to which she shrugged and elaborated, "his parents are nice, good people with friendly smile. That made Mamma Papa to trust that we will not have any problem with Arnav. And I must agree, we can't judge him just because he carries out his bad guy image. It is universal truth that a bad guy turns out to be the most decent guy at the end."

"You mean any girl will fall for Arnav?" this is ridiculous, I knew it. And I am sure, Di lost her mind. "Come on Di, you didn't see him or talk to him to say he might be a decent guy. I mean, he is irritating and invading my space… my personal space… and he is asking personal questions too. Isn't that shows anything?"

"Yes, it is," she said calmly, which made me anger even more. "He is hard to understand and very friendly and outgoing person. And funny too. Don't you think it's you who is judging him and searching faults in his every action?" I stared at her, not knowing what to say. Though I hate it, she was right to an extent. If I hate anyone, I would always search their faults. But here, I am judging him without actually knowing him. "Give few days, Unex Doll," Di whispered while squeezing my hand, "I talked to him while you were in your trip and trust me, he is good, as far as I can say."

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