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Part 2 :: Bas Tera Saath Ho!

Arnav entered his home, a office bag in one hand and a box in other. He entered his house and closed the door carefully, wanting to surprise his wife. But he frowned seeing that the door was already open. He shook his head. How many times he had said Khushi to close the door properly after he leaves, but his careless wife? She never listens to him.

It was a small house located in Laxmi nagar of Delhi. After leaving his Uncle's house, Khushi had forced him to stay with her, at her place. And he had obliged! But how many days he can live there? And moreover he needs to do something? He can't sit and mourn over the things happened with him! He wants Khushi in his life and which father will give his daughter's hand to a man who is brook, who has nothing, not even a house of his own. And the same thing he had tried to explain Khushi. He had told his wish to go Delhi and search for a job. But Khushi being Khushi had refused to that. She had told that wherever he goes she will come along. But he had protested, he had promised that he will return soon, after securing a job and also searching a home for them but Khushi had straightly refused to that. She has stubbornly refused to listen to him. She wanted to go with him, wanted to marry him. And when he had made her understand that her father will not allow that, than that very instant she had gone to her father and asked him if he has a problem if she marries Arnav! And to Arnav's shock , his father had not protested and instead had agreed immediately.

He still remembered the words of her father, Shashi Gupta, which he had told him when Khushi had left them both alone. Her father was a straightforward man and without biting around bush he had said him only one thing.

"It isn't difficult to keep my daughter happy, a small packet of channa and she will give a smile as if you have laid the world at her feet and I hope you will keep her happy, always!"

And seeing the sincerity and warning in her father's tone he had just nodded.

And thus they had got married in Devi Maiya's temple, the very next day. He had nothing at the time and Khushi knowing his dilemma had suggested a simple marriage in the temple. It had hurt him to see Khushi compromising for him. He had never wanted that. He wanted her to give everything but at that moment he had nothing to give her. But he had promised, a promise which inspires him to give his best at every step. He had promised that one day he will give her everything, everything which she lays her finger on.

They had come to Delhi after few days of their marriage. Arnav had asked his one friend to search a house for him in Delhi and after going through few houses they have liked this house in Laxmi Nagar. The house was not very big. A bedroom, a living room and a kitchen. But it was the friendly neighborhood that he had liked the most and knowing that he will not be around her all the time to look after her, he had agreed for this house. After securing a house he had started searching for jobs. It was really disheartening in the start to return home jobless. Many firms he had gone with his resume and everything went well till they ask for the job experience, which he had none. Inspite of his Harvard degree they have rejected him. but Khushi? Khushi was always there for him. Always there to cheer him up, to keep inspiring him. And one day searching for a company to give interviews, he had realized his mistake. He always use to go the multinational companies, who had big name in fashion industries and it was but obvious that they will not recruit him without any experience and thus he had gone to give interview in an smaller firm and the company was really in a need of a assistant designer and thus he had got that job. And that day he had return home, all happy. The salary was not a big one but enough to keep his Khushi happy.

Now for months he was assisting a designer and today because of his unique style and hard work and also because of Devi Maiya's blessing as Khushi always forces him to believe, he is promoted as the main designer of that firm and thus he is here to surprise his wife with a box of jalebi.

Arnav kept his bag on the nearby table and started looking for his wife. She was not in the living room, he entered their room, she was not even there. Arnav frowned, unable to find his wife anywhere. Where has she gone? Arnav turned on his heels and went towards Kitchen. May be she is kitchen. He looked everywhere but she was nowhere. He was about to exit the kitchen when he heard that voice. Arnav again turned towards the kitchen. He went towards the fridge from where the voice was coming and there she was, hiding in the corner, seated between the fridge and the corner of the room. And Crying? Why the hell is she crying? Is she feed up of him? had she given up? Does she want to leave him? But he had done everything in his limit to keep her happy! Than why is she crying? the instant fear of losing her griped his heart and in no time he was beside her.

"Khushi, what happened? Why are you crying? Do you want something? Please tell me! I will bring anything you want! But please don't cry. Tell me what you want?" Arnav asked, his heartbeat taking speed, fear and concern making him difficult to breath.

Seeing Arnav ji sitting beside her, she immediately launched herself on him, hugging him tight!

Arnav staggered back due to the impact, his both palms flat on floor to support him and Khushi from falling. He brought his one hand on Khushi's back and dragged them both in a seating position, leaning on the nearby wall. Adjusting Khushi between his legs, Khushi's head on his chest, she was still hugging him tight. Worried for Khushi, Arnav begun.

"Khushi, what happened? Why are you crying? Please tell me, you are worrying me." Arnav said, his voice low, laced with concern and fear.

Khushi lifted her face from Arnav ji's shoulder. Her eyes filled with tears and also puffy with hours of crying. Looking at Arnav ji with her puffy eyes she parted her lips to say something.

"Arnav ji, I am a very bad wife, aren't I?" Khushi asked, sniffing as more tears spilled out of her eyes.

Arnav looked at his wife confused. What the?

"Khushi what are you talking about? Who said that to you?" Arnav asked, wiping the tears off her cheek.

"I AM Arnav ji! I am very bad wife. Today Buaji had called me and she told me that I am a very bad wife.." Khushi sobbed.

Arnav gritted his teeth. This Buaji! Always giving his wife household 'Gyan' ! Now what had she told his wife?

"Khushi, first stop crying and tell me what had she told you now?" Arnav asked. He really need to talk with her Buaji.

"She...she told...she told that I am a very bad wife...I don't know how to cook...you come home and make the dinner and I ...I just seat and eat...and you do all the work...I am not any help. I am just a burden on you...I don't know anything ...anything...who wants a wife like me?" Khushi cried and hiccupped as she completed her sentence.

Arnav looked at Khushi, unbelievingly. She is not any help? She? Because of whom, he gets up everyday with a hope and determination of making their life better. Because of whom his sanity is still intact. Because of whom he keeps on working day in and day out just to keep her happy. She don't need to do anything! Only being with him makes the world's difference. He can fight the world, only she has to do is be by his side.

Arnav kept his palm on her cheeks and forced her to look at him.

"Khushi listen and listen carefully. Do you really think that you are not any help? You are my moral support, Khushi! You are my inspiration. You are the one for whom I get up daily and go for work and then return home because I know that you are waiting for me! Waiting for me with a smile on your face. You know Khushi? You don't need to do anything! Only thing you need to do is just welcome me with a smile and my all tiredness of whole day is long forgotten. I can take any pain and do anything just to see that smile on your face. You are my world Khushi! I love you! My only motive in life is to keep you happy and get to a position were I can give you anything you ask for. If you are happy than I don't need any help. Your happiness itself is the big help for me. If you want to be of any help than only do this Khushi! Just be happy, not a tear. And I can do everything without a blink. Please don't think that way, do you get me? You are my life, Khushi! My life!" Arnav completed with a kiss on Khushi's cheek.

Khushi looked at Arnav ji, sniffing softly.

"But I don't know how to make meals, I don't know how to do other household things and I just..." But Arnav stopped Khushi by placing his palm on her mouth.

He brought Khushi close to him and replaced his palm with his lips.

"I told you khushi, you don't need to do anything, only be with me. Don't you ever leave me!" Arnav whispered against her lips.

Raising her damp lashes, Khushi stared in Arnav ji's eyes.

"I love you! You will not leave me, na? I am learning cooking from Sushila aunty. I will start making meals soon, I promise! I will also ask her to teach other household things, please don't leave me. I will be a good wife" Khushi said in a low and innocent voice.

Arnav looked at Khushi, tears pricking back of his eyes. What should he do with his innocent angel? Here he is worried that she will leave him and she thinks that he will leave her? If he will leave her than how will be survive? She is his sustenance. Reason to survive! Sometimes it's feels like, it's possible to survive without food but without her? Without her, there's no life! She was not supposed to think about all this! It's because of him she is thinking all this. He is not worthy of her, not at all. But he will be damned if he can't make him worthy of her. He will make himself deserving, deserving of the love which he can see in his angel's eyes for him.

"Khushi, I can only say one thing. You are my aid to live. There's no Arnav without you." Arnav caught hold of Khushi's wrist and placed it on his heart. "Can you feel that, Khushi? My heartbeat? It's like... the moment he will be unable to feel you around, he will stop functioning. He needs you for beating. Everyone's heart needs blood to function but my heart , my heart needs you to beat. If you will leave me than he will stop beating. I don't exist without Khushi. I can never ever leave you nor can I allow you to leave me. I am a selfish person Khushi and I selfishly want you, all of you! Do you get me? You don't need to do anything for me. I will come home and make meals like I am doing form three months, we can together do the other cleaning things, I don't want you to do anything. Just be with me. I really need you. I don't have anyone , just you! so please don't you ever say such things. You are my wife. My good wife. My life!" Arnav cleared all the misunderstanding his wife has about her. He don't know the definition of a good wife but to survive he needs his Khushi with him. Without her there's nothing in his life. Absolutely nothing!

"I love you too. I can't live without you either. And I know that you work so hard whole day and then you come home and you have to cook meals. I just wanted to help you. I was learning how to cook form a week but today Buaji called me and she told me that a woman who can't take care of her house and husband is a very bad wife. And I ...I..."

Khushi immediately stopped speaking as she felt herself being lifted.

Arnav listened to his wife's nonsense and unable to hold more, he lifted her up and made her stand on her too feet.

"No nonsense, Khushi. I don't want to listen to what rubbish your Buaji told you and what you think. I only want to say that I am happy the way you are. I don't want you to change. Come on now, we need to start dinner preparation. Aren't you hungry today?" Arnav asked, enough of nonsense talk for today.

Arnav looked at Khushi to gauge some reaction but she was fidgeting with the end of the pallu .

"Khushi what happened"

"Hmm...Arnav ji,...woh...i mean..."

"What?"

"I ...hmmm...I..."

"You what, Khushi?"

"I...I tried to..."

"you tried to what, Khushi?"

"I tried to make dinner"

Arnav stared at Khushi. She has made dinner? Why does he feels his appetite being vanish?

"Hmm...Khushi...that's...that's...great, right? So what have you made?" saying that Arnav moved towards the kitchen counter but was stopped by Khushi.

"No!...no Arnav ji you can't have that.." Khushi shouted.

"And may I ask Why?"

"Because..."

"Because?"

"Because it's burnt. Khaana jal gaya hai, Arnav ji" Khushi said her head still downcast.

"That's not a problem. Aaj jala hua Khaana hi kha lete hai" Arnav smiled.

"I am sorry" Khushi said as tears spilled from her downcast eyes.

Arnav saw the tears falling from her eyes and vanishing on the floor. And so he immediately removed a plate and started filling the plate with the sabzi and roti Khushi had made. Half cooked sabzi and overcooked roti to be more precise.

Arnav tore a piece of roti and taking the sabzi he placed in his mouth. While chewing the food he realized that the roti was being little difficult to chew and the sabzi? Well the sabzi was all together a different story.

"Khushi, it's good. You have done a good job!" Arnav complemented. He will be damned if he will be the cause of more tears.

Khushi face lit up hearing the compliment.

"Sacchi, it's good? But it doesn't looks like.." Khushi said staring at the food.

"It is Khushi! Come on now, let me have my dinner and go and have yours.." Arnav said taking the plate in his hand.

"uhhh? Which dinner?"Khushi asked confused.

"Yes, your dinner. Go and have a look in the living room table." Arnav said as he put another morsel in his mouth.

Khushi immediately sprinted towards the living room.

And not even a minute passed and Arnav was engulfed in a tight hug!

"Thank you thank you thank you Arnav ji! I love you!" Khushi said excitedly and started munching on her jalebis as Arnav ate the dinner made by his wife.

It was late night as Arnav and Khushi lay snuggled close to each other in their small and cozy bed. Arnav saw Khushi, her head resting on his shoulder.

"Khushi, you didn't ask me the reason for the jalebi.." Arnav asked, he wanted to surprise her with his promotion news as soon as he came home but his dear wife had some other plans for today.

"Was there a reason, Arnav ji?" Khushi questioned back, making herself more comfortable on Arnav ji's chest.

"Yes ...it was!" Arnav replied smiling.

"What?" Khushi asked , curiously.

"The reason was that I got promoted. Now I am the main fashion designer, no more assisting anyone" Arnav said, happy.

Khushi moved her head from his chest and looked at Arnav ji's face.

"Sacchi?!!"

Arnav just nodded, smiling

Khushi immediately hugged him, all flushed against him.

"I am sooo happy, Arnav ji! You did it! I am so happy. Tomorrow we will go to Devi Maiya's temple to thank her" Khushi said against Arnav ji's neck.

"Give some credit to me, lady! It's my hard work not your Devi Maiya's" Arnav replied, devoid of any emotions. Why believe in a statue when she does nothing when people are subjected to injustice?

Khushi looked at her husband. This is the only thing she don't like about him. Why doesn't he believe in Devi Maiya?

"Arnav ji, don't say like that. It's all because her. Nothing can be done if she doesn't want that to happen" Khushi tried to make him understand.

"Exactly Khushi! Nothing can be done if she doesn't want that to happen than why is that people are still betrayed and fooled? " Arnav asked. He is not talking about only him here. he has seen the world enough to realize that his pain is nothing compared to some other poor soul's.

"I don't know that, Arnav ji! I only know that whatever she does, does for the best! You don't believe in her, its's ok! Just believe in me" Khushi said as she again rested her head on Arnav ji's chest.

"I do, Khushi! Only person I believe is you!" Arnav confessed, tightening his hold on his wife. She is the only person for whom he can even believe in a statue.

Arnav looked at Khushi, she was fast asleep. Smiling he too closed his eyes, taking his wife in his arms.

Soon everything will be changed. Soon he will lay all the happiness of the world at his wife's feet. Soon! Very soon. Was the last thought in Arnav's mind as he gave in the slumber.

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