"Khushi get ready, we are going for a movie." Arnav said as he stood in front of the mirror gelling his hair. He wore a black shirt and blue jeans, different from the usual days when he wore only three piece suits.
"I am not feeling well Arnavji, can we go some days later?"
"No Khushi, we are going tonight and that too only the two of us." He said in a stern tone, Khushi had no choice but to agree.
"But Arnavji I am in no mood to watch an English film. Take Aarav with you. I am sure, he will be more than happy."
"For your information Khushi, Aarav is out with NK and won't return until midnight as NK told me."
"Why? Why is Aarav not coming in earlier than that? Where has Nanheji taken him? I am worried for him Arnavji."
"Stop it Khushi. I clearly know what you are trying to do here. I have given him the permission and that is it. You are coming with me, you like it or not and yeah we are going for a Hindi movie, not a English one."
Khushi's eyes lighted up at that sentence.
"Really Arnavji, you are taking me to a Hindi movie? I can't believe it. Give me a minute to get ready." She said and jumped excitedly to the washroom.
"Khushi I am sorry for doing this to you, but don't hate me after you come to know the name of the movie." Arnav said after they were at a comfortable distance from Shantivan.
"Arnavji?" The way she took his name, he knew there was a question which awaited him.
"Yeah Khushi, tell me?" He said in an unsure one. Unsure of what she would ask next.
"Did you lie to me earlier Arnavji?"
"When Khushi?"
"When I asked about the movie Arnavji."
"Regarding what Khushi?"
"Arnavji are you really taking me to an Hindi movie?"
"Yes Khushi, we are watching a Hindi movie tonight."
"Okay tell me, which movie are you taking me to."
"IamtakingyoutowatchCE"
"Arnavji, pause between the words."
"I am taking you to watch CE"
"Arnavji, how could you do that to me? You know I am a Salman Khan fan and Salman ji's fans do not go to watch Shah Rukh Khan's movies in the theatres."
"And that is applicable in the reverse manner too."
"What do you mean?"
"You have always told me that you love Salman Khan, but the thing you don't know is I am a very big fan of the king of Romance Shah Rukh Khan. You will have to come with me this time to watch the movie, because I watched Ready with you in the theatre."
"But Arnavji..."
"No buts Khushi, this is a deal. If we watch a SRK movie in Theatre then we will watch a Salman movie too."
"Okay."
Khushi was shocked to see the whole family there along with NK and Aarav.
"Arnavji, you told me that it will only be the two of us." Khushi said when she recovered from the initial shock.
"Kyun Khushiji, you didn't want us here?" Anjali teased.
"Why mom?" Aarav asked tugging her pallu.
"No there is no such problem, well I was shocked because Arnavji lied to me." She explained.
"Khushi, I knew I would have to persuade you to watch this movie, so I asked them to come here and I lied to you." Arnav said with a smile which melted her heart.
"Arnavji still I am mad at you for making me watch an SRK movie."
"Khushi, believe me, you will love the movie."
"Me and love an SRK movie? No way. I am a die-hard Salman Khan fan and I will be dedicated to him always."
"Whatever Khushi."
Khushi went to sit with NK and Aarav just to annoy Arnav. He saw her laughing at every point in the movie, singing along with the leads in every actual song and singing the original track for the parody used. He spent the whole time watching her and not the movie. He had watched it on the first day; to be precise he had been at the first show. He had not missed the first day first show of any SRK movie for the last 10 years. No one knew of this and he intended on keeping it a secret.
Khushi had enjoyed every scene in the movie and felt bad for Rahul' aka SRK when he was being beaten up by Tangaballli, thevillain. Tears came out of her eyes, but she would not admit that to him, or anyone else for that matter. She was a Salman Khan fan. Little did she know that her husband had noticed that too.
Khushi took a ride home with NK and others while Anjali rode with Arnav.
Khushi was in the living room with Anjali, Naani, Maami and NK when she heard Arnav call her from their room. She ignored him and prayed that no one else had noticed that.
Arnav saw her and it did not take him much time to understand that she was avoiding him. He decided to play.
"K-K-Khushi" Arnav called from upstairs and all the heads turned to him.
Khushi was left with three O's on her face.
"What did you just say chotey?" Anjali questioned.
"K-K-Khushi, can you come here." He said again unfazed by their reactions.
"Di that isn't Nannav. He is someone else." NK tried to tell Anjali.
Khushi stood up and went to him and he took her hand and took her to their room.
"Arnavji?" she called him once they were inside their room.
"Haan Khushi"
"You are a very big fan of SRK?"
"Yeah." Arnav said closing the door behind her.
"I didn't know that. I don't like him and his movies."
"Oh really, so you didn't enjoy Chennai Express?"
"No." She said with a disgusted face.
"Oh Khushi I saw you laughing all through the movie and crying in the end when SRK was being beaten up."
"I did not."
"I saw you Khushi, I was watching you instead of the movie."
"If you did not want to watch the movie and wanted to watch me, then why did you take us there?"
"I wanted you all to enjoy. I had watched it earlier and knowing you I felt you would like it. And I was right."
"You were right? I did not like it."
"Then you must have loved it. Admit it Khushi, SRK is the best romantic hero. He has the charms any girl can fall for."
"You call that charms? Look at my Salman ji's body."
"Body? If we look at bodies, we must be talking about Hrithik Roshan and not Salman Khan. And Khushi you should not be talking about Salman Khan's body."
"Why?"
"You should be thinking about me Khushi, my body"
"You are comparing yourself to Salman ji?"
"Yeah and I bet only I can do that to you, not any Salman Khan" With that he pushed her to the bed.
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