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"Man is the hunter; woman is his game. The sleek and shining creatures of the chase, we hunt them for the beauty of their skins; they love us for it, and we ride them down."
Lord Tennyson...
They say Orion was a mighty Hunter , I say Arnav is even greater Hunter than Orion for Orion required weapons to hunt down his prey but Arnav just has to use his eyes and his dulcet voice ,His quarry will fall at his feet ..Such is his charisma, and magnetism !!...Arnav stood listening quietly , amused to Khushi's palaver ..when Khushi turns , sees the object of her desire, her frustration, her love Arnav standing leaning against the door jamb ...The inconsequential words that were flowing dries up ...Arnav like a true hunter displays exemplary patience n instead of Pouncing on her , coolly , calmly queries that If he did not make an Iota of difference to her , her chaotic life , then why the hell did she stop in mid sentence ...
The startled, dusky eyed Doe feels the first offshoot of fear for she knows her Laad gavarnar's flaming temper, she being a war veteran of sorts who had been singed/roasted/barbecued max number of times in his anger..Khushi stutters out a hesitant ' Yo-oo-Uu"'.. Arnav mimics her drawling out a mocking..Yeh--esss, Mmm-ee ' ...Tired of circling his game, He ups the ante a notch by moving in towards Khushi ..surefooted, softly he approaches , so as not scare her ..assuring her in his most hypnotic and velvety voice that He shan't eat her The Doe might be meek, docile, innocent & trusting but she has seen his eyes and there as clear as day shines something, a message that can be and is decoded by the feminine in her ..It is a message sent by a Hot Blooded Man, a message which sends the shivers of anticipation, eagerness, fear, yearning in women... Accordingly Khushi tries to retreat from the blast of Passion headed her way but she finds her way blocked ...There she stands on the throes .on the edge ..Ill-prepared , alarmed, her breath coming faster and faster as her pulse races but not wanting to draw back either ...The Hunter takes one long look at her , moves back a pace , allowing her some breathing space ...His Hunting instinct is at momentary abeyance as he gazes at his intended bride,his muse...he turns gently playful , reminds Khushi that she owes him a thanxx for dancing with her instead of to her tunes ..Khushi breathes out a shaky gratitude ...A business like Arnav immediately tells her to get ready and come down...Arnav leaves the room and before Khushi can even draw in her breath which was held still..He walks in again..Arnav comes , frees her long , silky stresses from the clip..The stresses fall down like joyous waterfalls... Khushi looks at Arnav flabbergasted cux she has never seen this facet of his.. Arnav looks at her, her sari and casually compliments her ... it might be safe to say that Khushi seems to be hit by a nuke on getting this unforeseen, unexpected compliment... Arnav gives a knowing smile , fathoming the effect he has had on her..leaves the room again leaving a reeling, dithering, shaken Khushi behind...
"When a man finds the woman he really loves, the one he respects and wants to call wife, there is nothing on earth he won't do for her. No mountain he won't hike. No river he won't wade. No door he won't open. She is Eve and there's not a snake crawling that can keep them apart."
— Yolanda Joe
Khushi changes her dress and comes down , Her eyes searching for Arnav when she is stopped by Payal ...glancing to her side, Khushi sees a smiling Arnav looking at her straight uncaring of various prying eyes..He gently points out to her ear... Scatter brained Khushi touches her ear lobe and realizes that in her loopy state , she forgot to put on her ear ring ...The results are announced and the Gupta's win leading to a delighted outbreak of applause but Khushi is unable to partake in this victorious moment, her eyes are all for Arnav, A heartless man, who showed her what magnanimity and selfless means , A bigot who is now happy at another's happiness.. Khushi is called upon to take the trophy.. A quiet Khushi walks towards the stage , her feet automatically slowing down as it near a smiling Arnav, A quick under eye look at him and she commences her walk, She is being felicitated by one and all but her eyes remain glued to Arnav ..A Arnav who has fixed her firmly in his orbit and is watching her intently...
We choose those we like; with those we love, we have no say in the matter. - Mignon McLaughlin
Khushi returns to her home with her trophy, but has left her thoughts, her heart at RM in safe custody of a Gentleman known as Arnav Singh Raizada... She sits on the chair, consuming her jalebi , her thoughts swirling around that enigmatic man , The Man who never ceases to surprise her..The Man who has always stood by her ...when she is rudely interrupted by Payal, to cover up her thoughts , she quickly bluffs that she wanted to thank everyone, shyly not mentioning Arnav's name..Payal points out this omission but Khushi self defensively refuses to accept it...She goes to the Kitchen absent mindedly carrying the Natraj instead of the Jalebi late ..perhaps she wanted to have a convo with Natraj about her Natraj !!.. Sure enough, she smilingly, almost shyly accepts the huge contribution of Arnav and also admits that she was feeling rather shy to call out his name...and if that is not the sign of love, I wonder what is ?? ...as if to reinforce and remind Khushi that Arnav is not just a gallant out to rescue her out of her every peril but is the chosen knight who will protect her.. The Dhak Dhak starts ..!!
The past is behind us, love is in front and all around us. ~Terri Guillemets
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