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Entry #22

"Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections."

Genre: Tragedy

Paas Hon Ya Dur, Humsafar Forever!

"Oh no I'm late" he said hitting the steering wheel in frustration. He needed to reach there and that too soon; he was already late because of that stupid meeting which took more time than required.

He was driving like a maniac, breaking God knows how many traffic rules "what if she..?" He thought, "No!!!" he muttered and pressed the accelerator.

He stopped the car outside a mandir; jumped out and without bothering to lock it, he run up the stairs.

"Where is she?" he wondered, once he was on the top running a hand through his hair. He started looking here and there, "no! She will never leave before . . . what if..? No, no . . . it's not possible" he thought and marched inside the mandir, toward Devi Maiya's idol.

"Where is she?" he asked as soon as his eyes landed on a girl sitting near a pillar in the mandir. She lifted her head a little "finally you found the time to come" she replied sarcastically looking at him disappointed.

"Riya you can give me your lecture later, but now tell me where she is? I know she can't leave before I break her fast." He said looking here and there not paying attention at the glares that Riya was throwing at him.

"She is at the back of the mandir, waiting for you" she replied pointing to a path that leads to the back of the mandir. "Like always at the same spot" she added with a glint of sadness into her voice

Arnav nodded and ran down that path toward the backyard of the mandir. There stood a huge tree around which people tied red threads asking for their wishes to be fulfilled.

Looking at the huge tree a smile appeared on his face "here I fell in love with you" he said in a low voice

"Sorry, I was not paying attention" he heard her murmur nervously; her voice was like music for his ears. Till date he has never heard a voice like hers, he did not say anything and started climbing the stairs of the mandir.

"Chote" Anjali called him from behind, he stopped suddenly and while turning toward his sister he bumped into someone. "Can't you watch when walking?" He yelled at the person, but as soon as his eyes landed on the soul in his arms his heart skipped a beat. "Her" it was the first thing that came in his mind. He looked at her and she seemed scared. She immediately stepped back "I'm sorry" she whispered not meeting his gaze and left from there.

"Di you go and pray, I will wait here" he said to his sister. He didn't want to enter the mandir, he didn't believe in destiny, fate or God. He believed in facts, you will get something only if you do something to deserve it, nothing is for free. He was a self-made man, brought-up in a family were everything revolved around money or power. In his family there was no love, he had grown up hearing that he has to gain everything in his life on his own, nothing is granted. He studied and worked so hard that today he is one of the biggest business men in India, but still he was not happy, something was missing in his life, what, he didn't know...

"Chote please sirf ek baar" Anjali pleaded making a puppy face, he shook his head. "This is the first and last time" he said not knowing that in the near future he would come in this temple almost every day. How could he refuse his sister? She is the only person with whom he has a normal relationship, one that normal human beings share. Something that is not related to materialistic items. A special bond connected through their hearts, dil ka rishta; she is not like his other family members, wealth or power are the things that least concern her.

Ding Dong!!

The sound of the bell brought him back from his reveries. He moved toward the other side of the tree and smiled at the sight in front of him. "I was sure you will do this" he said smiling whole healthily at the person before him. There was a girl, who was on her knees, her head covered with a dupatta and she was praying with her face toward the tree, she didn't looked at him nor did she say anything she continued praying, "You will never change right?" he said with an amused expression and sat on the small wall that served as the perimeter of the temple.

There was pride, respect and love in his eyes for the girl in front of him. She was a unique piece, there is no one like her on earth, only she can love someone to this extend "only if we were..."

"I'm done" she said breaking his chain of thoughts, he scanned at her from the bottom upwards. She was wearing a simple deep red anarkali, with only little floral embroidery on the neckline and on the bottom border. The dupatta was black with little flowers embroidered here and there. She was simply looking drop dead gorgeous and stunning. Red was his favorite color. His girl in his favorite color, what more could he wish for? It was like the cherry on top of the cake.

He climbed down from the wall and moved toward her, she smiled at him, bent down and took a round thing with a net on one side of it, a channi, she handed it to him and then lit up a diya and put it inside the channi. She looked at the moon through it and then brought it in front of his face.

She looked at his face through it, smiled at him and then bent to touch his feet. He stopped her holding her from her shoulders, he helped her to stand straight and looking into her eyes he said. "How many times have I told you there's no need to do these things?" she looked at him annoyed. "I know you will not stop doing it, so starting an argument is pointless" he took the glass from her thaali and made her drink some water, after that he fed her a piece of jalebi.

"You are late you know that right?" she said placing the thaali on the small wall and putting her hands on her hips.

"Sorry" he apologized in a sweet tone "I was stuck in a meeting" he added to calm her down, he knows that she gets worried easily.

"You know that I fast for you every year, can't you just keep this one day free for me? You know nah that I can't stay here for such a long time, you know how difficult it was for me to stay here?" she said in a broken voice with eyes getting moist. He pulled her to him and hugged her tightly, while his heart was once again wincing in pain at the mention of their situation. They were husband and wife, but just for their hearts, lovers who are not meant to be together. Not because their love is not true, but just because their love is so pure that they can not hurt anyone just for the sake of being with the other one.

He rubbed her back, trying to smooth her pain, along with the pain of his own heart "Khushi" he whispered unwillingly. He felt her head moving right and left against his chest, "I know you don't want it, so don't I, but it's already late." He said controlling his emotions, he knows that she needs to go before someone creates an issue, before someone tries to raise a finger on their relationship and most importantly before bad-mouth her, breaking her heart into pieces.

"I love you" she whispered after feeling that his body stiffened a little when he was saying those words. She is perfectly aware of why he is doing so . . ., to protect her, just for her sake and for their love; if it was not for their love he would have done a lot and if it was not for that kasam they would not be standing here, like this, together yet miles apart.

"Khushi" she heard his voice, she turned toward him with a huge smile playing on her lips, today it was a special day. They were dating each other secretly for the last five months now and finally she had decided that she will tell to her family that she wants to marry him. No matter what they may say, she had decided she would not marry her father's friend's son, even if they are committed from childhood, she loves Arnav too much, he is her life.

"I'm ready" she said as soon as he reached her, he looked at her with a confused face "for what?" he asked lifting his brows "I'm ready to marry you!" she stated shocking him, he looked at her astonished "really? Is she serious?" he thought blinking few times to digest the news, "Arnav I just said I want to marry you, aren't you happy? Weren't you the one who was saying we should get married, now that I'm saying I want it, you're looking at me like you've seen an alien . . . Look Mr. Raizada, I'm not going to . . ." She was cut off by Arnav's mouth against hers, she was taken back. She didn't know how to react, it was their first kiss, she was scared. She wanted to push him but the feeling died with the same pace as it arose; once his words reached her ears "I love you" he murmured against her lips. He had never declared his love to her till now. She knew he loves her a lot but he being a man of few words never confessed it, other than with his gestures. Two months ago he had just expressed his feeling that he wished two marry her and she has replied that she can not as first she needs to talk with her parents and for that she needs time.

"I LOVE YOU KUSHI KUMARI GUPTA" he said looking directly into her eyes, stressing on each letter, as if he wanted to imprint it in the air. She looked at him with moist eyes "I love you too" she said hugging him tightly, letting go of all her fears and insecurities.

"Where are you going?" he questioned as she broke the hug and started moving toward her car.

"I'm going home to tell Maa that I don't want marry that Kunal, as I have already found my prince charming" she said with a proud smile.

"Don't you want to spend some time with me?" He asked with puppy face.

"I need to tell to my family everything soon, after that, I'm all yours, I too can't wait to be Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada" she replied blushing slightly. She was on the top of the world. She didn't want to waste another minute; she was sure about what she wants. She wants to spend the rest of her life with him and no one else. They hugged each other and left from there toward their respective homes, with hope and happiness in their hearts and dreams into their eyes. Without knowing that this was going to be the most beautiful and the saddest day of their lives. Without knowing that the day they confessed their loves was going to be the day from which their separation will begin. They didn't even come close before they had to depart from each other.

That day their lives changed, being their families rivals since generations, there was no chance for them to find happiness. They come to know about the hatred between their families on that very day; Khushi's mother emotionally blackmailed by her husband did the worse thing a mother can do, she took a kasam from her daughter that she will not marry Arnav Singh Raizada if she wants to see her alive. Khushi being the dutiful and obedient daughter that she was bowed her head before her mother's wish. Saying goodbye to her first love, a love that was denied even before it could bloom.

"Khushi it's getting late" Riya yelled; they pulled apart from their hug and looked at each other with the same pain in their eyes.

"I'm s. . ." the words died in her throat as Arnav put a hand on her mouth "don't you dare say it. I have not and I will not step back, I love you and I will always do. It does not matter to me if we can not stay together 24x7 or that we can't marry each other. What matters to me is that you love me and I love you, bas!" Arnav said with fire in his eyes, he had told her many times that he will not leave her. She had requested him at the start to move on but he refused stating that she was the only one who taught him to love and live finding happiness in small things and he was not going to say goodbye to his life and start living in darkness again. For past two years they had been meeting each other in the mandir where they first met and then fell in love. Since it was the only one place where Khushi could come whenever she wanted without being stopped from her family.

"Go! We will meet tomorrow" he said kissing her forehead lightly. She nodded and taking her pooja ki thaali moved from there, praying for the night to end and tomorrow to come soon. As they will get more time to spend with each other because their families will be away from the city.

Arnav reached his house late at night: it would be just a building if it was not for his sister, the only person who cares about him and his feeling. The only one who supported him in his every decision, good or bad!

"Chote" he heard her voice as soon as he opened the door of his room. "How did she know that I was back?" he wondered looking at her coming toward him.

"Chote, where were you? Look at the time!" she said with a concerned face, "with Khushi right?" she said looking at his face more carefully; his eyes would always have a different spark when he comes home after meeting her. A smile playing on his lips and a dreaming expression on his face, "kash" she thought with a lump in her throat, "kab tak chote?" she asked, already knowing the answer, she doesn't remember how many times she had asked the same question, but she does remember the answer, it was always same.

"Till my last breath Di" he replied back confidently, determination written on his face and hope in his eyes. He meant every word, what if they did not stay into a same house or in the same room? He will stay beside her till the end of his life "Di I already told you, Saath hona utna maayne nahi rakhta, jitna ke saath nibhana..." he said smiling loving at her.

"And we are doing it, woh apne hisse ka saath nibha rahi hai aur main apne ka." He entered in his room followed by an overwhelmed Anjali, she has her hands tied, she doesn't know how to help them and she can't see them like this, seeking for each other, meeting secretly, like they have done a crime. She felt helpless, useless, unable to give her brother his happiness. She didn't know when tears started rolling down her cheeks "I wish I could help you two" she said sitting on the edge of the bed, finally breaking down.

Arnav run to her, he side hugged her after sitting next to her "shh . . ! We are fine Di, it's not your fault, why are you blaming yourself?" he said stroking her arm, "Di you should be happy that at least we can see each other, there are lovers around the world, who are denied even that right. Still they don't stop loving or hoping that one day all will be fine" he said looking at her and cupping her face he continued "Di I don't need a piece of paper or a mangalsutra around Khushi's neck to say that she is mine, because my heart knows she is mine, only mine, her heart belongs to me. Not all relations end up getting a name, few are meant to be unique, special, leaving a mark on this world . . . Adhoori he sahi lekin Prem Kahani toh hai." He said lifting his brows and smirking at her, Anjali shook her head with tears in her eyes and caressing his cheek replied "I will pray that one day it gets completed, I will pray that your love survives at this test and you finally get her beside you forever."

"She is always beside me, from the moment I open my eyes in the morning till I close them at the end of the day" he said admiring Khushi's picture which was on the bed side table. So what if they are not together and can't see each other whenever they want. So what if they can't chat freely like any other couple or hug each other. The important thing is that they are with each other. They live in each other's heart, she is his first thought in the morning like he is her last thought before going to sleep. To be happy you don't need to be with someone, just feeling his presence and his love around you is enough.

Entry #23

"At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet."

Genre: Comedy

Two ways, seven days, chamkeli fall for her Laad Governor

Khushi POV

It was early morning I was sleeping peacefully on my bed when somebody throw water on me and I woke up with laad governor favorite words "what the"

I rub my eyes lazily and saw my sister payal standing with a bucket, I thought "she is a devil in disguise"

Before I could say anything to her she shout at me" khushi you are still sleeping it's already 8 and you have to reach AR by 8:30

Suddenly I realized and said " I totally forgot thanks for waking me jijji you are such an angel" as I got up and went to bathroom I correct myself and said " yah she is an angel after all she save me from getting killed by laad governor bare hands"

I quickly got ready in 10 minutes and left for AR and I was there at exactly at 8:30, I immediately thank my devi maiya and when I look up I found him looking at me smiling

Oh God I am going to faint now he looks so hot when he smiles, I wish he remains like this but no he always turned into a laad governor

I sighed and went to my desk

Arnav POV

It was exactly at 8:30 when I saw her entering through AR doors, thanking her devi maiya as usual, I seriously don't get it what the problem with all the girls especially my di and khushi they thank her for every little thing, can't they take a break I am sure if they forgot to thank them once she won't be hurt.

Then I saw her looking at me or should I say drooling over me for good five minutes, oh that five minutes were magical, I wish that five minutes never got over

But I quickly snapped out of it "oh stop it raizada you are turning in to a love sick puppy"

I went and sat on my chair as khushi went towards her desk.

After just five minutes ask Gopi to call khushi in my cabin. "Gopi weird it sounds to me like a girl name more than a guy.

So just after five minutes she was in my cabin, i look at her from bottom to top and then come close to her, she move little back but I went more closer and hold her by her waist, she was just staring at me as I start talking " kkk khushi" but stop midway and thought " why I am sounding like sharukh khan the only difference he said kkk kiran" removing that thought from my mind I again spoke.

Rabba ve was playing in back ground but I never understand whenever I am with khushi its start playing automatically totally weird but I continue

" khushi I love you" that's it I said it and was now waiting for her reply I was sure she will say that I love you too after all everyone want ASR.

Khushi POV

As I entered in his cabin I saw that laad governor looking at me like his eyes are x-ray ray machine and as he come forward I move a little back in fear, I was waiting for him to shout at me but then I heard him stammering, I never knew he can be like that but what I heard next make world sleep over my feet , arnav singh raziada said he loves me, wow that was a news. I quickly pinch myself to ensure it was not a dream and it was certainly not. He was looking me with eyes full of love excepting I will reply him with same but I was confused I don't know whether I love him or not although I was attracted to him whenever he touch me there is acidity in my stomach and my heart start beating faster as I can hear dhak dhak, still I was not sure so I said which he never expected "but I don't love you"

Arnav POV

As I waited for her confession she said which I never thought in my wildest dream she said no to me how could she and now I again heard rabba ve playing in back ground but it was quite different. What the! It's the sad version.

As I was thinking about rabba ve I saw khushi was trying to escape but before she could leave I stop her by holding her hand and pulling her towards me and said "how dare you say no to me khushi don't you know I am the most eligible bachelor of delhi girls try so many things to be with me and you refuse" but she deny "I don't care what other girls do get that straight I don't love you laad governor. I was stunned by her behavior and what the hell she call me laad governore I am not like that or am I. I look at furry in my eye and said "how dare you call me laad governor" and in reply she said "because you are one" I can't believe this I proposed her and her she is taunting me but nobody reply to arnav singh raizada even if she is the girl whom he love so in my anger I said "if you will call me laad governor I will also call chamkeli, if am I right that what whole office called you"

And I start saying her chamkeli and said she reply back saying laad governor this continue for quiet long time.

Khushi POV

As I said him laad governor I notice that he was getting angry and I thought to irritated him more but my plan flopped as he start calling me chamkeli, by the first time he said it he know I hate it still he didn't stop saying it and I didn't stop calling him Laad governor, after a long time when he was not stopping I lost my patience and I grab his hairs he yelled in pain but I didn't leave it and said " now stop calling my chamkeli you laad governor or else " and he replied " or else what will you do chamlkeli" I shout back " I will cut your hair. Before I could do that he also grabs my hair and we both were fighting like ten years old.

Anjali POV

As I and akash entered in chote cabin I saw scene which I can never forget even if I lose my memory, my chote and khushiji were fighting with each other, we both grab them and pull them away from each other and finally when they left each other I ask him "chote what's wrong why you guys are fighting" then my chote told me everything including that he love khushi and khushi reject him. This was the best the news. I immediately left khushiji and hug akash

Arnav POV

I was fighting with my khushi when di and akash come to my cabin, Oh lord they never leave us alone even if we are romancing or fighting. Do they have some type of special power which tell them alert arnav and khushi are together now you go and disturb them.

But I was glad they come at least now khushi will leave my perfect gelled here which were now looking like I haven't combed for centuries. So when I told them that I love khushi, di hug akash and said "finally my chote is in love and now I will get chance to do ton of shopping and could grab the diamond necklace on which I have eyes for long" listing that I was about to say what the when akash spoke "yes di and now I could also get married too" and they both start discussing my marriage ignoring me and khushi completely. When I saw that there talks was not ending I shout my lungs out "enough" they both turn around and look at me. Finally the two ladies look at me. No I am not talking about khushi as she was already staring me.

When all three were listing me I said "di akash stop your marriage ideas didn't you guys listen khushi reject me. I saw both their face fall and di sadly spoke making a puppy face "khushiji you don't love chote or you don't like us"

Khushi POV

Anjaliji and akashji were discussing our marriage when that rakshas shout like King Kong making me come out of my thoughts in which I was having a happy little family with that laad governor, to be honest yes I was day dreaming about him. He then cruelly burst anjaliji and akashji happy bubble of our marriage in then Anjali start her emotional blackmailing on me by making sad faces. Now I get it why arnav sir fulfill all her wishes but I am also khushi kumara gupta will not melt easily. I spoke with determination "sorry anjaliji but I won't accept his love what if he is lying and want to take revenge on me I don't trust him" then i show him my tongue , I know he was irritated which gave me immense satisfaction

Arnav POV

I was sure nobody can say no after di emotional blackmailing but khushi was khushi she very easily says no to her and stick her tongue out facing me, I was highly who the hell she think of herself that she is showing so much attitude, I had enough if she don't care then I don't I will forget her I don't need her, but immediately after a second I realize I love her a lot and I can't lose her and I will do anything to get her after all I am Arnav Singh Raizada. I went towards her grab her from her waist and said "seven days khushi seven days and you will be mine" and then a kiss her cheek

Khushi POV

I thought now he will accept his defeat but no he came and grab me from my waist and told me he will make me fall in love with him in seven days seriously does he have some super hero powers but my mind stop working when I feel his lips on my cheeks and again the dhak dhak and acidity was back along with rabba ve. Then I look at his siblings who were grinning like idiots and I quickly run away from there.

Next day

Arnav POV

Today is the first day of my challenge, whole night I thought how I would make khushi fall in love with help of di and akash as they read many romantic stuff and to be honest their ideas were phatic, they gave me ideas like write a letter with blood seriously who does that, then they told me to act like salman khan as he is khushi favorite actor, I mean why would I dance with an towel or do that stupid step of dabbangg who dance like that. They were ready to give more ideas but I stop them I know what I will do and my first step was ignore her

I saw khushi coming, I kept looking at her and thought when you can't take your eyes of her how would you ignore her so stop your damn feeling raizada. And then I went and concentrate on my work which was getting difficult by each passing second

Khushi POV

It was first day of his challenge and almost half day was over and I haven't seen him "where is he" I went to aman his body part and he told me he is working in his cabin. I quietly tip toe in his cabin and saw him engrossed in his first love his laptop, I was suddenly feeling angry seeing him not paying any attention on me but I decided to go from there

Arnav POV

I was busy admiring khushi pics in my laptop when I heard her anklet sound and know she was here without moving my head I saw cursing me and then leaving "hmm so its working"

Two more days passed

Khushi POV

Three days pass and laad governor is still in his mood ignore khushi kumara gupta I wonder what going on his mind.

Fourth day

Arnav POV

Hmm today is new day and from today I have to start next level of my plan which is jealousy, I kknow that s girl weakest area and I know who to use lavanya, khushi biggest enemy in AR

So I walked downstairs and saw khushi was in lavanya's cabin as they both were discussing something, as I knocked both ladies turn I smiled at them , I start walking towards them and hug lavanya and whisper something in her ears which make her blush and khushi angry that' it seems that volcano will erupt any minute then she didn't something that I can never imagine

Khushi POV

Today after three days I saw that arnav coming toward me. Arnav? You already drop the sir khushi? Removing that thought I again focus on arnav who was coming towards me smiling. Finally he remember but just after a second I saw him clinging to that make-up shop and whispering something in her ears, my blood boil and I stumped his foot with my heels. And he screams in that plastic doll ears. I quickly ran from there.

Two more days pass

Arnav POV

Today is last day of our challenge three days pass since I start making khushi jealous well my plan is working although my foot still hurt. Today I will surely make khushi except my love for her

Khushi POV

Today is last day of our not so happening seven day challenge and now its lunch time still arnav has not try anything. I went to canteen to have lunch when I saw that mannequin with my arnav. "Wow now he is your arnav khushi" I immediately thought but soon I come out of my thoughts when I saw lavanya cutting cake and arnav told her "happy birthday baby". Baby how dare he only he has rights to call me that no one else. Then I saw he was about to feed her cake when I went grab some cake in my hand and throw it on her face.

Arnav POV

I saw khushi in canteen giving angly glares to us that it seem she will burn both us with her looks. Seeing her anger I purposely wish lavanya in that way and was about to feed her the cake but just in time my wild cat came and throw cake on lavanya face. After realizing what khushi did lavanya too start throwing cake on her and within minutes they both were indulge in a huge cake fight but one thing khushi didn't realize that she said it loud "how dare you lavanya how dare you come close to him he is just mine and he love me and I love him so don't you dare try to take him away from me" listing that I was on cloud nine and I my mind was doing gangnam style. Suddenly I realized the fight was becoming worse so I shout at loud "enough everyone back to work" khushi was also leaving when I stop her and took her to my cabin

After we came there I ask her what she was doing and this time she spoke honestly "you are asking what I was doing tell me what you were doing arnav" my name sound so sexy from her lips, I again concentrate on what she was saying as she continue "how dare you ignore me for three days and then flirt with that make up shop tell me how dare you" she was looking directly in my eyes and was looking very cute with cake around her. After listing to all her complain "I will answer your question but do you remember you accept that you love me. Listing that her eyes come from her socket and she screamed "what" I grab her from her waist "yes you accept in front of whole office and which mean I won but now I want to hear it again"

Khushi POV

Entry #24

"Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections."

Genre: Tragedy

Eyes Beyond Imperfection...

He felt soft hands grazing his cheek and his lips curved into a smile.

And as expected he heard,

"Good Morning Handsome!"

He opened his eyes lazily and murmured with adoration,

"Morning Beautiful!"

Kissing his forehead, she rose from the bed and then mechanically started cleaning the messed up room.

"Oh God! Look at the mess you have created! Are you a baby or a grown up man?" she exclaimed exaggeratedly. Glancing at his direction she huffed annoyingly seeing him still in bed.

"Planning to be in bed the whole day are we?" she quirked her eyebrow.

"Unbelievable girl. Today is Sunday!" he spoke irritated.

"So what? It's the weekend that does not mean you are excused from your workout! Don't even think of skipping your morning walk and exercise. Now out of the bed in 2 minutes!" she declared sternly and he groaned.

"Sometimes I wonder if I am your father or you are my mother?" he muttered annoyed loud enough for her to hear.

He rose from the bed and was about to walk to the washroom when she called,

"Dad" her voice held a tinge of love and fear "I am sorry for being this nuisance but I---It's just that I don't want to.." her voice cracked as tears brimmed in her eyes "---to lose you---too---like.." she couldn't complete her sentence as she was already engulfed in the soothing warmth of her dad.

"Shh Arohi---" he patted her head whilst she clutched him tightly as her life was dependent on it. "You will not lose me baccha. Never!" he promised.

"You won't leave me will you?" she asked in a whisper against his shoulder.

He swallowed a lump as tears formed at the corner of his eyes seeing his child---his daughter this sad...He can't see her like this---

She was the reason he was alive and living a normal life today! If it wasn't for her he would have been a living corpse which he was after that tragedy when...he shook his head to clear the images which has haunted him for years.

"Never my angel---Never" his voice held tenderness as he spoke gently pulling her away from his embrace placing an affectionate kiss on her forehead cuasing her to smile making his heart swell with joy. He could lose anything to see that bright smile on her face...

She was his---no their daughter..Arohi Singh Raizada...

The 23 years old daughter of Arnav Singh Raizada and late Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada..

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They both entered the park and started walking on a jogging route whilst Arohi linked her arms with his and granted him a wide smile the spitting image of her mother's.

"I always remind you of Maa" It was a statement rather a question.

He sighed swallowing and nodded "Yes you do" he whispered truthfully.

"You miss her so much. Don't you?" she asked whilst walking, her arm tightening around his elbow.

"No!" came his prompt reply and Arohi was amazed seeing the genuineness in his eyes.

"What!" she exclaimed shocked and he smiled wryly.

"Yaad usse kiya jata hai jisse Aap bhol jao(You miss those whom you forget).And I never forgot her. She resides in me. I breathe her every second. Can your breaths leave you even for a second? No! Never! Just like that she breaths in me, in my whole being, in each drop of my blood and when she is in each and every bit of me so I can never forget her to remember her, my angel" his voice held honesty as his eyes were distant, lost in the moments he spent with his love, in her presenc---.in her love. A small smile on his lips---

Tears welled up in her eyes seeing the pure love in her father's eyes for her mother and at his heartfelt confession. The respect for him grew more in her heart if that was even possible.

She couldn't help but remember those haunting days when he has shut himself out from the whole world. He was smiling through it all those years just for her but, he was a dead soul from within. Her mother absence had made him sullen and completely distraught.

Unfortunately she has a blurred memory of her mother as she was just 3 years old when she passed away. Although she has seen her snaps in her dad's room, she has the same in hers too---but she never got a chance to have her love. She left the world at that time when she didn't even know the meaning of the word 'Death'.

From her Anjali Bua she has come to know a lot about her mother. Her liveliness, craziness, selflessness and most importantly her parents' love story---no correction, their Love-Hate story---

Anjali Bua told her how her dad, after that incident when he lost his wife---had gone berserk---he had started drinking---locked himself in his room---neglected his health and he even forgot that he had a 3 years old daughter to look after who; needed him at this phase of her life when she herself didn't know what was happening and where her mother was. He had had to be hospitalized frequently due to his low sugar level and more often due to the injuries. He has started self- harming because he held himself responsible for his Khushi's death. He tried to kill himself many times but failed and that made him more anguished. He used to scream in his room calling out for her shouting "Sorry Khushi" and screaming to forgive him for not being able to protect her, to keep his promise. He used to wake up in the middle of the night sscreaming her name. He used to have nightmares ones that haunted him and day by day he was falling deeper into the pits of darkness, hollowness where only he and his loneliness remained.

Anjali Bua tried everything to lessen his pain saying this wasn't his fault, that it was an accident but he listened to none of the reasons continuing to live saying it was his punishment to live without his Khushi because he failed her. He had become a 'Rakshas' to the whole world, in the work place too. it was the name which she once used to call him..

It was during one of those days when he was returning from his office than he saw her, his daughter, her looking at him innocently with the same doe shaped eyes. He was about to walk past her when she called him in her childish voice.

"Pa---" Arnav turned to her, sadness filling his eyes and his breathing hitched in his throat seeing big fat tears in Arohi's eyes which were threating to fall.

Then she asked innocently in a childlike desperation,

"Pa, Maa kaha hain?(Pa, where is Maa?)"

He let out an anguish fill cry as his knees buckled up and he fell on the floor before his daughter.

Arohi cupped his cheeks with her small chubby hands and he looked up at her teary eyed.

"Pa, Batao na Maa kaha hain?" her tears trailed down "Pa bolo na. Is she angry with me is that why she left me? Maine Anjali Bua say bhi pocha unhone kaha Maa hamare sath hi hain lekin Pa mujhe wo nazar kyun nahi aati?"(I even asked Anjali bua but she said Maa is with us but Pa why can't I see her?).She was sobbing now alongside Arnav as he crushed his daughter in his arms and they both sobbed in each other arms.

"Your maa is no more baccha...She is no more--- she left us--- She will never comeback" he sobbed the words hugging his daughter in his arms for the first time.

Though she was only 3 years old then that memory was etched into her mind like a tattoo when her father so painfully had broken down in her arms.

After that day he started behaving more civilly. He took her responsibility taking care of her but he was not the same. He used to smile for her but it never reached his eyes. But at that time she was too small to understand that...

As the years passed by she grew older. It was when she turned 15 that she started noticing her father's fake smiles and his sad demeanor. One morning she had seen him getting up from his slumber shouting her mother's name. She could tell he was just living for her just to give her happiness but she wanted to see him happy, genuinely happy.

Nobody ever told her how her mother had died and why her father held himself responsible?

She never asked and nobody ever told her. But after growing up, she wanted to know so that she could help him because he was most important person in her life. Just like he was for her mother!

She tried to ask Anjali bua but she always shrugged the matter saying it's the past and that she needn't know.

And then the day came when her father himself told her the tragedy of his life.

"Dad, can I ask you something?" Arohi asked turning her head to her father who was seated beside her on the deck chair in the poolside typing on his laptop.

"Sure Baccha" Arnav prompted her.

"Why did you get angry when I called you babuji?"

Arnav stilled, his jaw clenched. He was about to get up when she stopped him holding his hand.

"Please dad, don't walk away like this---I--I can't see you like this. Please dad, share it all with me. Please don't shut me out again like you did before. Let me help you please..." she pleaded with moist eyes.

Arnav eyes welled up too and he sat down beside her but didn't say anything for 10 whole minutes and continued staring into the pool water shimmering in moon light.

And then he spoke in a cracked voice little loud than a whisper,

"It was 14th February. Our 6th wedding anniversary..." he swallowed "We were both very happy. As always I wanted to surprise her in a most unique way. Everybody teased us as we were behaving like a teenage couple.." he chuckled smiling sadly, his eyes lost in those happy memories "I succeeded in surprising her again by taking her to a small cottage in Manali which was far away from the road and was situated between mountain and mountains covered with snow. You were back at home with Di as Di didn't let us take you because she wanted us to spend time together alone.." he paused as his breathinglaboured "We--we were com---ing bac---k from the---re han---d in han---d.." his lips trembled "As we drove away, my car broke down in the middle of the road.." he clenched his fists ".There was..no network so, we planned to go back in cottage and call Aman from the landline there so that he arrange something.." his tears escaped his eyes "I don't know how it happened when we were walking back towards the cottage.. " he took in a sharp intake of breath as his voice came out now full of misery and anguish "I ju---st remember Khushi suddenly pushed me away on to the side of the road and when I---I turned around to se---see---what was the matter I---I.." his breath ragged and he was having difficulty breathing. "I saw her---.she---uh---she---was---ly---ing the---re in a pool of blo---od press---ed und---er a bi---big st---one...Life---lifele.---ss.."

As soon as he finished a sobbing Arohi embraced her father tightly in her arms and Arnav let out all the pain and sobbed. He broke down in his daughter arms for the second time in 15 years.

Pulling back from the hug she wiped her father's tears and cupped his cheeks,

"Dad will Maa be happy seeing you like this?" he nodded in negative "You are blaming yourself for Maa's death dad but you know it wasn't anyone's fault. It was destiny's doing. Maa sacrificed herself just because she wanted to see you safe and happy. But blaming yourself and by being sad, you are just disgracing Maa's sacrifice.." she saw his eyes widened "Dad let her be happy where ever she is right now but you know na her happiness lies in you. She won't be happy anywhere if you are not, not even in heaven. Her soul will be restless..." she kissed her father's forehead and said "That's why you scolded me when I called you babuji because you thought you don't deserve to remember her because you failed her?" he nodded and hugged her,

"I promise Arohi I will not make her soul restless. She will be happy seeing me content and living a happy life. My Khushi deserves happiness and joy and nothing else no matter whether she is with me or not I won't blame myself anymore. Not anymore"

He pulled back and kissed her forehead and mumbled a "Thank you baccha"

Now sitting here with her father on a bench of the park, she saw his face happy and content as he gazed at the children playing before them, a small smile on his face. He had kept his promise.

He was making his Khushi happy by being genuinely happy himself because there is no happiness for Khushi if her Arnavji isn't happy, he had had understood it very well. He was happy because he knew his love will be happy somewhere too because he was happy.

She kissed her father cheek saying "I love you dad. You are the best..!"

Arnav smiled turning to her and kissed her forehead. "I love you too baccha and you are the best daughter in the world. My, angel."

Someone once said that "Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections." And as Arnav sat there with his daughter by his side he realised how true that was. It took him a while to understand it but now that he did, he realised that finally he was free. Though right now his life was filled with imperfections one beacon of light had helped look beyond those imperfections and find not just perfection but beauty too.

All the guilt was gone, the burden finally relieved and it was all thanks to his daughter, Arohi, the beacon of light in his life, his other Khushi in his life...

Entry #25

"What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."

Genre: Romance

P.S. - I Love You

Entering their room she had expected to find her husband but was disappointed to find the room empty. Things are so messed up currently in their life, Anjali di is still not believing that shyam can do anything like that, mami is as usual blaming her, akash and payal are not in good terms with each other and even nani seems to be believing shyam. With all this happening all she needed was some solace which can only be found when she was in the arms of her man. She sighed thinking about him as being hers felt so good but she wasn't sure that he will always be hers. With all what has happened in the past ...how he never trusted her or believed her, how this marriage on the basis of which she was saying him as hers was just a contract which would end in few days.

Her mind went back to the night they had just returned after saving themselves from shyam's men and shyam was thrown out of shantivan. Back then the condition was even worse and just as he had held her in his arms she had forgotten everything for a moment and felt comfort and safe something she was missing since the time he had left her hand on the airport.

It felt like everything will be alright if he was by her side.

She smiled at her thought and was going to turn back and look for him around the house but she stopped as she spotted something in pink and white kept on bed.

She stopped and looked at it carefully it was a big cute pink and white teddy bear.

She was surprised she didn't notice it before but then she was too busy thinking about her laad governer to notice this.

She moved towards it and sat on the bed near it. She picked it up and found a note attached to it which fell on her lap when she picked it.

She frowned wondering what was written in it so she kept the teddy aside and picked it up. She opened it and read what was written. -

I want to hold you in my arms every night and I want to be the one you cuddle to each night while we dream about each other.

P.S. - Look inside the closet ;)

Her smile grew wide as she read the note and excitedly she went towards the closed and opened it.

On the top of piles of her churidaars she found a box wrapped up neatly in a rani pink gift wrapping paper.

In her eagerness to know what hid inside she tore the paper quickly and opened the box to find a red sari with golden and silver border and design. Beautiful that was the word that came first in her mind when she saw it. She picked up the pink paper kept on top of it and read it.

You know how irresistible and beautiful you look in this color... don't you ? ;)

-Your Arnav

She blushed a beautiful shade of crimson on her face as a flash of the time when he was almost going to devour her lips just before everything got ruined on that fateful Diwali night.

P.S. - look inside side table's drawer. : )

She practically ran towards the bed side table. She was so loving this...it was new and she was excited so much that she forgot all about the troubles, taunts and family problems.

Looking inside the drawer she found a red box with a silver ribbon tied around in shape

She opened it and picked up the necklace of white pearls in it.

She looked at the string of pearls in her hand as her mind went back to the day she had first met him and he had in his anger pulling the string on her dress making it break and causing such beads to fall on the ground.

She looked back at the box and picked up the white piece of paper kept in it. She unfolded it and read what was written.

Mujhai maaf kaar do khushi har uss pal ke liye jab maine tumhe chot pahoochaye ...apna gussa tum par nikala aur tumhe dara diya.

(I am sorry khushi for all the times I had hurt you...taken out my anger on you and scared you.)

U remember them ? I broke it but I had saved them all ... I had collected and kept them all safely and I didn't even knew why. I didn't want to get separated with you memory I guess...even when I had thrown them away I anger HP had collected them and given them back to me as if they themselves wanted to be with me strange right ? Even I find it strange..

P.S - Look inside the closed again khushi this time on the bottom shelf.

She kept the letter back and looked at those pearls in her hand with a soft and tender expression on her face. Her eyes welled up thinking how he had kept them with him all along.

A few seconds she just sat there starting at them..that's when the last line came back to her mind and she wondered what more was there for her as she went again towards the closed and opened it.

She bend down and looked at the bottom shelf to find a box a very familiar one ... her eyes widened a little as she recognized it ...it was arnav's mom's box in which the ancestral kangan (bangles) where there. She remembered how when Anjali had given it to arnav to give it to her she had refused to take them saying this wasn't a real marriage therefore she had no right on them so he had just kept them inside his side of closet.

She extended her hand, picked it up and opened it. Picking up the letter on top of it and keeping it aside she ran her hand softly on the kangans and then picking letter back up she opened it and read his mother's letter.

Feeling overwhelmed tears brimmed up in her eyes by the time she finished read it.

She looked at another letter attached to it written by arnav and read it.

They rightfully belongs to you khushi..always had been and always will. You are the one my mom has selected for me. Someone who can handle my anger and still love me unconditionally with all my flaws. I know... I know you haven't said you love me but all your actions have screamed at me that you love me. I was a big fool to not realize it before if I would have maybe all this wouldn't have happened.

P.S. - go towards the poolside khushi.

She kept the letter back and one by one picking up the kangan she slid one on each of her wrists looking at them fondly and lovingly. They were perfect fit as if they were made for her ...just her.

She kept the empty box and letter back in the closet and standing straight up she headed towards the poolside. She was going to slide the glass door open when her gaze fell on a pink heart shaped sticky note on it. She picked it up and read what was written on in.

Do you remember all the beautiful sweet and bitter memories on this corner of shantivan. I want more of them khushi but this time not a single one bitter only sweet and passionate ones and I hope with all my heart that you wish the same.

She instantly nodded in answer as if arnav was there around her and she was telling him she wanted the same.

P.S.- climb the stairs and reach the terrace I'll be waiting for you.

Her heartbeat increased as she realized he was on the terrace waiting for her.

Dhak dhak dhak..

She could feel her heart pounding in her chest as she climbed the stairs towards the terrace. She remembered how she used to reason her dhak dhak's with acidity and chuckled.

When she finally reached there she saw the terrace decorated with fairy light and roses. In the center there was a round table covered with white cloth. It had three candles on top of it in a candle stand and a box was kept near it. Her eyes widened surprised her arnavji can be so romantic to do all this for her. she had never thought even in her crazy dreams that he could even do all this for her.

She took small soft steps near the table with her right hand on her fast beating heart. She knew he was very close to her she could feel his presence and her heart was beating faster than ever which only happened when she was close. She looked around but couldn't find him.

When she reached near the table she noticed that a red rose lay there on top of a paper with was kept on the box.

She picked the rose looking at it with love. She then moved her hands towards the paper, picking it up she read the words on it.

Dear khushi,

Aaj main kuch aisa karna chahta ho jo maine pehle kabhi nahi kiya...apne dil ke baar kehna chahta ho par main iss sab main accha nahi ho jo dil main hai woh kehne main accha nahi ho isliye likh raha ho.

Khushi, tumse milne se pehle itni saal main akela tha ...saas le raha tha par jeena maine tab sikha jab tumse mila.

Tumse milne se pehle 15 saal se maine apne dil ko ek kamre main kaid karke rakha tha ..main nahi chahta tha ki usse koi chot pahooche isliye chupa ke rakha tha kisiko apna akelapan nahi dekhne diya nahi.

Par tum ek hawa ke choke ke tarah aye..uss din tum kewal mere bahoo main nahi giri thi mere dil main bhi baas gaye thi par bas yeh samajhne main bahoot samay lag gaya.

Main janta hu maine tumhe kitni chot pahoochaye hai ..main mafi ke layak nahi hu..main apne aap ko uss liye kabhi maaf nahi kaar sakta ..tumhare layak nahi hu par main selfish hu khushi main tumhare bina je nahi sakta.

Main wada karta ho khushi ki aaj se abhi se main tumhe kabhi chot nahi pahoochaonga par tum bas mujhai kabhi chor ka nahi jana.

Mujhai bas ek mauka chaheye tumhe jitni bhi buri yadein de hai unhe acche yaado se badalne ka

Kya tum mujhai yeh mauka do ge ?

Main badal chukka ho tum ne mujhai badal diya hai khushi.

Kya tum apne poori zindagi mere sath mere biwi baan kar betaoge khushi ?

Kya hum yeh contract ko bhool kar ek naye rishte ke shurwat kar sakte hai ?

Main janta ho main tumhare sapno ka rajkumar nahi hu ...rakshas ho main tumne sahi kaha tha par main jaisa bhi hu tumhara ho.

Kya tum iss rakshas ke sath apne poori zindagi bitana chahoge sudri ?

- Tumhara laad governer.

She felt two warm manly hands on her waist hugging her from back and someone nuzzling her neck from back. Kissing softly on the crook of her neck. She smiled knowing it was arnav. She had immediately recognized his presence behind her.

She read the last line of the letter

P.S.- I Love You Khushi

Just as arnav's lips moved towards her ear and whispered those three words in her ear. Her smile widened as she turned in his arms to face him. The letter and rose still in her hand and she looked at arnav with all the love she had for him.

He had finally said those words which her ears where yearning to hear since so long.

"arnavji ..yeh aap.." (arnavji..you all this.."

She barely managed to say ...her whole being overwhelmed with love for this man in front of her.

"shh..khushi aaj mujhai bolne do pata nahi phir kabhi bol paooga ya nahi" (ssh..khushi today let me speak I don't know if I'll be ever able to speak this again)

"I am sorry maine past main jo kuch bhi kiya..i know I am arrogant, rude with a big ego and anger management problem and main kitne baar bhi mafi maango maine jo chot tumhe pahochaye hai uske samne woh kafi nahi hoga ...par main tumse pyaar karta ho aur apne zindagi tumhare sath beta na chahta ho...

Maine aaj se pehle kabhi shadi main pati pati ke rishte kisiko nahi mana par aaj main keh sakta ho main tumhra pati baan ke rehta chahta ho ...tumhara khayal rakhna chahta ho aur tumhe pyaar karne chahta ho waise hi jaise ek pati apne patni se karta hai...

Tum ne mujhai itna badal diya hai ki main in sab main bhi vishwas karna chahta ho.."

(I am sorry for all that I have done in the past..i know I am an arrogant rude person with a big ego and anger management problems and I have done so wrong that how much I ask for forgiveness it won't be enough..but I love you and I want to spend my whole life with you.

Before today I never believed in marriage in wife and husband's relationship but today I can say I want to be your husband..take care of you and love you like a husband

You have changed me and made me want to believe in all this)

His right hand left her waist and instead got hold of her hand as he raised it and softly kissed the back of her palm.

"kya tum mere sath apne zindagi k eek nayi shurwat karna chahte ho...mere sath dhukh main aur khushi main rehna chahti ho khushi kumara gupta.." he left it incomplete unsure of her answer. He had planned all this knowing he needed to tell her reassure her that he loved her. he had hurt her so much he needed to apologize. He wanted to tell her he was there for her no matter what and will always be there just by her side if she just let him.

(do you agree to have a new start of life with me...be with me in happiness and sorrow khushi kumara gupta)

"singh raizada.." she completed out of habit and nodded her head fiercely. She didn't even need to think for a second to answer this question. She knew she wanted just to spend all her life with this man. He was her prince charming in the mask of monster.

He looked at her with love and guild of hurting her as tears ran down her cheeks as she smiled...he nodding a no signaling her to stop crying as he left her hand and moved his fingers towards her face wiping away the tears. He knew they were happy tears the look she gave him told so but still he couldn't bear her tears because they reminded him of all the times he had made her cry.

He was amazed how she easily agreed to be with him even after all that he had did to her. he had insulted her all the times...called her a gold digger...always reminded her of her class and gone to the extent of marring her forcefully because of a stupid misunderstanding breaking all her dreams...he had hurt her for no fault of her.

"I am sorry..." she stopped him by keeping her finger on his lips.

She nodded a no telling him with her eyes that she didn't need to hear this she knew and she had forgiven him.

"arnavji jo kuch bhi hua usse bhul jana hi accha hai...humne toh apko kab ka maaf kar diya isme apke koi galti nahi hai...apke attet ki hai...hum nahi jante 15 saal pehele kya hua par hum yeh jaroor jante hai ki apke upar uske bahoot bura asar hua hai hum samjh sakte hai" (can we forget whatever happened...I have already forgiven you as there is no fault of yours in whatever happened...it is fault of your past ...I don't know what happened 15 years ago but I know it has had a very big impact on you...I can understand.)

"khushi.." he starting trying to say something but no words came out ...he was beyond astonished at how forgiving selfless and loving this girl can be. How could she forgive him so easily... She was surely one in millions and he was lucky to have her and he would make sure he has her forever.

"arnavji jo past main hua ya future main ho sakta hai usse mujhai koi farak nahi parta farak parta hai toh iss baat se ki aap mere liye kya mahsoos karte hai aur main apke liye kya mahsoos karte ho.."

(arnavji what happened in past or what will happen in future doesn't matter...what matters is what you what you feel for me and what I feel for you)

He watched as she blushed even more and looking straight into his eyes he said the words he was longing to hear from her mouth

"main bhi apse pyaar karte ho arnavji"

(I love you too arnavji)

saying this she hugged him tightly wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her face on his chest as he hugged her back.

"What lies behind us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us." (- Ralph Waldo Emerson)

They spend the night together having a candle light dinner followed by a dance under the stars as their parents watched them from above showering all their love and blessing to them. From now they were going to live and enjoy each moment together not worrying about past or future.

Entry #26

"Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections."

Genre: Tragedy

As It Comes...

She stood by the edge of the poolside, leaning against the marbled pillar and lost in her own reflection. The soft breeze pulled occasional ripples into the water that made her frown but she stood silently without paying heed to her surroundings.

He walked in from the opposite corner of towards the pool, disconnecting his phone call and looked up immediately. The glass wall between them hadn't transpired but had thickened. She felt his piercing gaze on her, her eyes fluttered and moved towards him. He felt a sudden burden dropping over his shoulders, his hands being tied together and numbness pulling inside him.

She looked at his struggling figure. His face etching the loss of control and his hands trembling slightly as he pushed himself to break away from his own spells. She pursed her lips and walked away without breaking the melancholic silence that had settled around them.

He watched her walk away, the glass wall expanding as she carried it out with her, bubbling herself in it.

Dammit', He muttered nipping his lips and falling into his own dug hole.

*

The buzzing in the house had calmed as the clock struck nine. Anjali walked down the stairs dressed in a loose salwar suit towards the living room to find her brother sitting quietly with his head in his hands.

"Why are you sitting here? And that too still not undressed from what you wore earlier?" she questioned sitting opposite him. Her creases on her face from running around the children earlier softened as she sipped on to the cup of tea that was placed in front of her.

"Khushi isn't asleep yet. I don't want her to remember everything that had surpassed earlier before going to sleep. It's bad enough she wakes up to see my face." He replied stiffly scrolling through the screen of blackberry. Sensing the tingling air he made a mental not of updating the Google app later since the discussion on going was making it seem impossible for him to concentrate.

"Chotte." She uttered pulling him out of his own world, heaving a sigh.

"I know Di." He placed the phone on the table and looked up.

"Chotte, you need to talk to her. You can't just leave her on her own at this time." She put the cup down and straightened up. "And just in case you haven't noticed, you wife isn't the one breaking. Apparently she's the one holding it strong."

He looked up, sensing a collapse inside him. "You don't need to tell me what I feel Di." His lips curled and the sharp glimmer returned in his eyes. "And, from what I remember, I think you yourself know what it feels to lose the first child except we just didn't lose a child Di. We lost all the hopes of ever being good parents again as well."

He stood up and furiously stormed out. The powerful capacity that only few words held echoed around the walls of Shantivan, where everything besides distinctive peace was present.

***

[Three years later]

"Do you think she would've liked tulips better than the roses?" Khushi asked softly as they drove towards the edge of the city.

"I think she would have liked roses." He uttered gently

"Oh how can you be so confident? Mansi loves tulips." She questioned amused.

"First of all, Mansi is Payal and Akash's daughter. She would obviously like something that a bit mellow than thorns. Nia would typically have had our genes, so she would have preferred roses." He argued

"You're just saying that because it's just rose plants planted in your mother's garden and outside the family graveyard." She replied rolling her eyes as the car halted.

Whatever..' he muttered before stepping out and pulling the door open for her.

Easy there...' he uttered helping her out of the car. His hands moved towards her hips, gently holding on to her back so she could easily walk.

"Thanks." Her voice sounded almost like a whisper as he pulled away to lock the car doors.

They walked hand in hand towards the small grave that was laid behind the rose garden. The green pathways spread around it while the hedges covered the area. Khushi gently placed her head on his shoulder starring at the headstone.

"She would've been four today. Probably all excited to start school in few more weeks." She uttered choking on her own words. He felt his glass walls building as her grip tightened on his arms but a warm surge rushed inside him, asking him to drop the broken pieces before hurting anyone else.

"I think we should name this one Nia." He stated breaking the silence.

They stood there for about an hour or two talking about the possibilities, what ifs and would bes hoping to take another leaping step without the intense life rushing behind them.