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I have a feeling that Bua will spy shyam spying on Bua and Khushi dancing, she will freak out about his intentions and tell khushi to be careful since shyam couldnt marry khushi he might try to force her instead... in short bua melodrama to make khushi a bit paranoid... not paranoid really bcos shyam is evil but thinking about this brought a scene to my mind and i wanted to share it here
It was the night of the Sangeet, everyone was having a great time. Arnav was sulking around stealing glances at a very prettily dressed Khushi who was flashing around in her lehenga very similar to the time that she had worn the clothes left by the girl who stole her suit on their way to Nanital.
Khushi was as happy as could be, after all it was her Jiji's sangeet and she was determined to enjoy herself. Except for two people who kept interfering with her joy, one who looked at her as if he could see through to her soul, the other who looked at her to make her skin crawl with disgust. Especially since Bua ji's warning her, Khushi had been careful always to be around lots of people not giving Shyam any chance of talking to her by himself.
Shyam had noticed that Khushi trying to avoid him and he wanted to create a situation where Khushi would be forced to talk to him. He knew he would have to create a diversion and make sure that Khushi ended up alone with him.
They were just getting done with their singing and Khushi wanted to move onto the dance competition. She knew that would be the most enjoyable part of the evening. Before they could get up from the ground to clear up room for the dances, all the lights suddenly went out. With so many people in the dark, everything became loud and confusing. Khushi didnt like being in the dark
" Sab bahar chalte hain, chand sitaron se itne roshni to ho ge ek doosray ko dekh sakain gay", Khushi advised.
"Yeh theek kaha aap ne Khushi bitiya, HariPrakash aap light fix karwain jab tak hum bahar wait karte hain", Nani made an executive decision.
As soon Khushi tried to get up from the ground she felt her dupatta stuck somewhere.
"Jiji, aap chaliyay hum aa rahay hain. Humara dupatta kahin atak gaya hai. Zor se nikalaya to phat jayay ga, waisay bhe Arnav ji ne kaafi cheezain phar ker kharab ker di hain, is ko hum dekh ker nikalain gay", Khushi told Payal and trailed the dupatta to find the stuck part.
Instead of finding a piece of furniture her hands met another pair of hands which were holding her duppatta sitting silently so that no one had noticed him.
"Aap? choriyay humara dupatta. Hum ne bahar jaana hai".
"Khushi ji, itne dinoon ke baad to aap hum se baat ker rahe hain. Agar hum ne dupatta chor diya to phir hum aap se baat kaise karein gay".
Shyam had waited till everyone was out of the house, he knew he would not have another chance like this to get close to Khushi and he was willing to go to any lengths to get to her. He started pulling the dupatta to bring Khushi closer to him.
"Yeh app kya ker rahay hain. Choriyay humara dupatta"
Khushi knew her voice was betraying her fear as she tried to keep the dupatta on her one shoulder and hold her ground at the same time.
"Chorain kya? Aap khud he aa ker lay lain", Shyam said tugging on the dupatta once more. He knew Khushi was too innocent to guess his intentions.
Bua's warnings were echoing in her head, Khushi was not sure how low Shyam could fall but she did not want to wait to find that out. She tugged at her dupatta.
"Challain aap ne nahin aana to hum he aa jaatay hain".
She felt Shyam come close to her, something brushed her shoulder. Khushi panicked she dropped her dupatta and ran the opposite way.
"Arrey yeh dupatta chor ker kidhar jaa rahe hain", Shyam snickered as he followed her.
Khushi ran in the dark not afraid of the dark anymore but of the man following her. She rushed up the stairs. She wasnt sure where she was heading but her feet seem to know the way and she felt that they were leading her to safety. At the upper level she stopped in a corner trying to listen to hear if Shyam was stil behind her.
Arnav was enjoying the peace and quietness that had followed the power shutdown. If he could have planned things himself they couldnt have been more perfect. At least for now there was no music to disturb him and without the music no one could dance, as he tried hard not to think about NK dancing with Khushi. In the quiet he heard jingling, like the payal that Khushi wore and with that all the bells and whistles on her lehnga tonight. Could Khushi be coming up to his room? He thought he should check before she barged into his room in her usual manner.
When he stepped outside, he saw someone crouching in the shadows looking behind the corner. Her labored breathing could be heard clearly.
"Khushi? Kya hua? Tum theek ho? Yahan andehray mein kya ker rahe ho?" Arnav asked worriedly.
Khushi jumped at hearing someone behind her but then relief flooded her as she realised it was Arnav. She leapt forward and clung to him.
Arnav felt her trembling with fear. He could not understand what scared her so much. Regardless of the cause, he wanted to make the fear go away.
"Shhh Khushi, kya hua? Kisse ne kuch kaha hai kya? Andheray se darr gaye ho? Dont worry, mein aa gaya hoon. Ab kuch nahin ho ga", he whispered softly. Khushi was hanging onto him with all her strength. Arnav gently put his arm around her to her back while his other hand went to her head. He stroked her hair soothingly while murmuring next to her ear.
She was not sure what he said but she felt herself become calm. Her fear of Shyam drained away and she knew Arnav would keep her safe from Shyam. She relaxed her hold on him and let herself enjoy his hug.
Arnav felt her body relax against him, her breathing becoming normal. He kept his head next to her, inhaling the sweet smell of her hair. He could lose himself in her beautiful hair.
Now that Khushi was not frightened she realised how close she was to Arnav. She could feel the muscles move under her hand as he gently caressed her hair. The gesture which drove away her fear now brought an ache deep in her as she wanted to lose herself in man enveloping her. She felt his lips move gently in her hair and the "Dhak Dhak" from her heart was back..
Arnav felt Khushi stiffen in his arms and break away from his hug. In the brief moonlight coming from the windows, he could see her look away from him in embarrassment, her missing dupatta becoming apparent to him. He wished the lights would come back on, he wanted to see her eyes, make sure that there was no fear in them. He could not bear it if she was frightened of him.
As if on cue, the light came back. Khushi looked up at Arnav as if startled to see him so close to her. She found him looking at her, wanting to catch her eye. As their eyes met, all the world around them melted into darkness again.
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Khushi looked so pretty, Arnav didnt know why but there was something about her that made his heart stop. There was that stray lock of hair spoiling his view of her face again. He gently tugged it trailing his hand down the side of her face. Khushi leaned into his hand, her eyes closing just letting herself feel the sensations caused by that gentle touch. Her lips parted in a silent sigh but it was enough to draw Arnav's attention to her lips. His hand moved in wonder as if to touch her lips.
In the background, they heard Bua and Nani both worrying about Khushi's absence.
"Hariprakash, upar ja ker dekhiyey Chotey ne to nahin dekha Khushi ji ko"
Khushi looked so pretty, Arnav didnt know why but there was something about her that made his heart stop. There was that stray lock of hair spoiling his view of her face again. He gently tugged it trailing his hand down the side of her face. Khushi leaned into his hand, her eyes closing just letting herself feel the sensations caused by that gentle touch. Her lips parted in a silent sigh but it was enough to draw Arnav's attention to her lips. His hand moved in wonder as if to touch her lips.
In the background, they heard Bua and Nani both worrying about Khushi's absence.
"Hariprakash, upar ja ker dekhiyey Chotey ne to nahin dekha Khushi ji ko"
Arnav had his hand in midair when his mind registered that HP was coming upstairs. Khushi too seemed to have realized the change in the environment. She stepped back turning away from Arnav not sure which way to go. She felt out of breath as if she had just run up the stairs, the acidity was turning into asthma.
"Khushi tum ye pehen lo, meray kamre mein wait karo, mein tumhara dupatta dhoond kar lata hoon", Arnav said shrugging out of his jacket.
Arnav met HP on his way down and told him, " Nani aur Bua ji ko keh do ke Khushi aa rahe hai". He sent him away without giving him any details. He found Khushi's dupatta on the stairs, it must have fallen off when she was running upstairs. But why was she running upstairs when everyone was outside. Why was she frightened?
"Saale sahab, ab aap larkion ke dupatta sambhal rahay hain", Shyam snickered as he saw Arnav carrying Khushi's dupatta. Shyam had been fuming to see Arnav consoling Khushi, his plans had been messed up by Arnavs inteference. He could not allow Arnav to get close to Khushi she was his.
"Yaad rakhiyay, is tarah ke larkian itne baray ghar mein aur aap ke lifestyle mein adjust nahin hote"
Arnav clutched the dupatta in his fist wondering what Shyam had seen to make this remark. He did not want anyone discussing Arnav and Khushi together, he had a difficult time convincing himself he did not care for Khushi. He did not want Di to start on this case.
"Nahin Jija Je, Aise baat nahin hai. Woh Khushi apna dupatta dhoond rahe thee", he tried to answer casually.
As he walked up the stairs, he thought about how to talk to Khushi. He did not want her to expect anything from him. He was frustrated with himself, he should have had more control over himself.
Khushi was sitting gingerly on the side of Arnav's bed. His coat around her made her feel as protected as if she was back in his hug. It had been so long since she had had someone take care of her. She had gotten so used to taking care of everything in her family, her babu ji, amma, payal, all depended on her. It was not often when someone was there to soothe her fears away. She looked up to see Arnav enter back into his room. He handed her the dupatta and turned around giving her privacy.
Fixing her dupatta Khushi turned to Arnav with a big smile, her confidence back in place. But the words of thanks died on her lips when she met cold hard eyes staring past her out the window. Had something happened when Arnav ji had gone downstairs, she wondered.
"Tumhe aadat ho gaye hai ke tum problem create karo ge aur mein tum he bachanay aa jaon ga, agle dafa mein na aa saka to?"
Khushi shivered just thinking about what could have happened if Shyam had found her instead of Arnav.
"Apna problems se khud deal kiya karo, mujh per depend nahin karna. Mujhe aadat nahin har kisse ke liyay security provide karoon", Arnav continued brusquely.
Khushi listened in wonder, how quickly did he change? One brief touch and murmur of support from Arnav ji would melt her heart and then Arnav Singh Raizada would walk all over her soul with his harsh words. She steeled her heart again, ignoring the fragrance surrounding her which had replaced his arms and then his coat.
"Sorry Mr Arnav Singh Raizada, meri wajah se aap ko bahut takleep hue. Mujhe mushkil se nikalane mein aap ka waqt barbaad hua. Koshish karoon ge ke aanday koi takleef aayay bhe to aap ke kamray se door he rahoon. Aur meri izzat bachane ka bahut shukriya."
Khushi stalked to the glass doors in his room and walked outside. Arnav could see her tear filled eyes as she closed the sliding door and walked away up the stairs, melting into the darkness.
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