Chapter
Four
About
Last Night!
Khushi smiled at the constable, whose name was Happy Singh,
he was enjoying his tea and samosa at a stall while Khushi reached him in
lightening speed.
"Hello...Happy Sir.. can I ask you one thing?" She whispered
into his ears while he placed the glass onto the counter his eyes widening.
"Sure ji... anything..."
"Where is your superior officer Mr. Raizada?"
"He is on a leave ji.."
"Do you have got his number?"
"Yes.."
"Can you please give it to me.. its really urgent.."
"09899100100"
"Thank you so much Happpy ji.."
"Mention not ji"
Khushi left from there all happy and excited to talk to him
when she got his number.
She did not waste anymore time and dialed the number, the
phone pressing onto her ears closely to hear his husky voice.
"Hello...You have reached Delhi Highway Police... for English
press one, hindi ke liye 2 dabaayein, for assistance on any other language
press 3, if you are in trouble press 4..."
Khushi's jaw dropped to the floor as she looked at Happy
Singh who was helping himself with another dozen Samosa's. she was totally nuts to ask him for the same.
Devi Maiyya rolled on the floor laughing while Bhagwan ji
shot her a stern look. She stuck her tongue out and left for her room she had
to get ready for the aarti.
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Aman stood the ground listening to Jyothi's speech after their
successful completion of the protest. He could not take his eyes off her as she
finished with her addressing and thanks. She climbed down the stage and her
friends once again surrounded her as they
planned a success party at one of the hotels.
He stood near the jeep his arms crossed over his chest, his
eyes never leaving hers for a second. She was aware of his eyes upon her from
the start and she was trying really hard to concentrate on her friend's talks
while her eyes faltered towards him every second.
He grinned in response as she walked towards him, excusing
herself from the group of students.
"Congrats.. you did it..." Aman said extending his hand
forward while Jyothi hesitantly took the same and shook her hands smiling at
him nervously.
"Thank you sir... it has to be because...we were fighting for
the justice..." She said down casting her eyes and he looked at her all
mesmerized by her beauty and brain.
"Umm... We are arranging a success party at one of our
friend's farmhouse... if you don't mind, you are welcome to join us... it'd an
honor to have you.." Jyothi said clasping and unclasping her hands nervously
while Aman grew thoughtful at her request.
Suddenly, Jyothi's phone started ringing and she excused
herself from him. it was Khushi and Jyothi was little confused as why she was
calling her, when they both were at the same place.
"Hello...Khushi... where are you?"
She asked searching around but did not quite have a glimpse
of her anywhere.
"I am on the way to the police station... I want your help...I
saw you talking to Mr. Aman Mathur... the commissioner of police... is he friendly
towards you?" Khushi asked biting her lips while Jyothi looked at Aman's face
who was staring at her intently.
"He is kind of...but why do you ask?" Jyothi asked smiling
shyly
"Nothing.. I just want Arnav's mobile number.. can you
please ask the same to him and message me asap?"
"What? But who Arnav?"
"Umm... I meant ACP Raizada's number."
Jyothi frowned looking at her phone screen, as if checking
it was indeed Khushi who was asking for Raizada's number. And damn she knows
his first name too. Jyothi stood there lost in thoughts while Khushi kept
yelling at her from the other side.
"Jyo...your friend is asking for something..." Aman said
tapping his fingers on Jyothi's shoulders and she gasped aloud finding him so
close to her form. She gulped hard and looked at his hand resting on her
shoulder and then at his face, cuteness!!
Her mind cried in delight, while Khushi yelled once again.
"What did you call me..?"
Jyothi asked breathlessly while Aman raised an eyebrow at
her so sexily that she felt she would faint any time.
"Jyo?"
"Yes Jyo...I like it when someone calls me Jyo...but everyone
seems to love calling me JP..." She said sadly while Aman's face fell looking at
her sad face. Khushi rolled her eyes from the other side, here she was dying to
have his number, standing in the middle of the crowded road, in the heat of the
mid day and there she was coochy cooing with the commissioner of the police.
"Jyothi...listen to me damn it..." Khushi yelled once again...and
Jyothi missed her first ever Rub Away.
The heavenly musicians dropped their instruments and
started chewing onto their masala popcorns. None of the couples was doing any
Rub Aways these days, and whenever they were so close...there was always and
interruption.
"Umm... my friend Khushi...she wants Mr. Raizada's personal
telephone number..." Jyothi said hesitantly while Aman's eyes rounded. So
Raizada, already on work eh? Aman thought going through his contacts for
Raizada's number.
Khushi felt relieved after getting Arnav's number.. she
really hoped that this time it did not went straight to Highway Police or any
other police assistance which she really did not want to.
She waited for the person to respond from the other side,
and finally someone picked the call.
"Hello...who is this?"
Khushi frowned looking at the phone screen. Not again damn
it! She thought having this weird feeling that it was also a wrong number. The
woman from the other side repeated the question and Khushi cleared her throat.
"Is not this Mr. Raizada's number?"
"Yes it is... I am his sister...Anjali...and you are?" Anjali
leaned back onto the couch holding the phone close while Khushi chewed onto her
lips nervously. What excuse should she make now? She just wanted to apologize
to him for her wild behavior the other night, but it seemed too impossible as
Mr. Raizada was too busy to even attend a call on his mobile.
Anjali could not hear any reply from the other end and
thought it might be one of his million girl friend's. she disconnected the call
and looked at the closed door of her brother's room.
He was not awake yet? Anjali thought walking towards his
room as the time read, 1:00pm. Her frown deepened as she knocked onto his door
non stop and there was no response from inside.
"Chottey... open up.." She shouted and heard shuffling sound
from inside the room. a tired Arnav opened the door and looked at his di's
worried face.
"Ohmigod Chotttey, who did this to you?"
She asked panicking as Arnav felt she would faint any
minute.
Arnav did not understand as why his di was being all
dramatic early morning, oh well it was in her blood right? He thought grinning
widely while Devi Maiyya gave him a thumbs up sign.
"What di? let me sleep..pleasee..." He said walking back to
his bed while Anjali caught his wrist and turned him towards her.
She dragged him towards the huge mirror and asked him to
look at his reflection. He opened his sleepy eyes with difficulty and looked at
himself in the mirror. His eyes almost bulged out as he looked at the blue/red handprints
on his right cheek.
What the f**k?
He swiftly turned to the other side and ran inside the
bathroom leaving a confused Anjali behind.
"Chottey I will be back with an ice pack.. just wait... and
don't panic..di is here..."
She said as she made her way towards the kitchen.
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Khushi stood infront of the huge house, which had this
beautiful wooden carved board in the front.
Raizada Mansion
Her nervousness reached into new heights as she looked at
the security officers who stood infront of the house, holding huge rifles in
their hands. she gulped hard and stepped inside the gate only to be stopped by
one of them.
"Who are you Madam?" Kamlesh Khabri the taller one asked
checking her out from top to bottom.
"And do you have got the permission letter or appointment
to meet Mr. Raizada.." Ramesh Khabri with normal height asked to Khushi.
"I am Khushi Gupta and I don't have any permission letter
or appointment... can you please let me in.. I am one of his friend..." Khushi said
flashing her infectious smile at them both and they smiled back at her with
awww..
"Oh.. you are Sir's friend, sorry we have not seen you
before that's why...you are welcome inside..." They said in unison as they opened
the door for her.
"Thank you so much bhaiyya..."
She said before entering inside and Kamlesh Khabri pointed
towards Ramesh Khabri
"She addressed you as Bhaiyya.."
"No she addressed you damn it.. I don't look like her
bhaiyya in any angle.. I am a bachelor... still." Ramesh Khabri said polishing
his rifles while Kamlesh thought keeping his tongue in check was the best thing
he could do, when he is a married man, he will just accept the bhaiyya word
from her.. no hard feelings. Happy to help!!
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Anjali was in a roll as she ran towards the stairs holding
an ice pack in her hands when her eyes caught a vision in a red salwar kameez
standing in the middle of the living area with a puzzled expression on her
beautiful red face.
Anjali cleared his throat reaching her sides and Khushi
almost jumped on her heels at the sound.
"I am sorry... but... I think I have seen you somewhere
before?" Anjali said looking at her curiously while Khushi smiled nervously at
the woman infront of her.
"Umm.. may be in the tv.. I am reporter in Kal Tak... is Mr.
Raizada home?" She said smiling at the woman while Anajli asked her to have a
seat.
"Yes he is... let me just take this ice pack to him... and he
will be down in few minutes... May I know your good name?" She asked reaching
for the stairs in hurry.
"Its Khushi Gupta..."
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Arnav was out of the bathroom finally, inspecting the marks
thoroughly and now he needed a lie to hide the same from his sister..
Anjali barged inside his room holding the icepack while
Arnav stood rooted to the spot looking at the angry glare she was shooting at
him.
"You are not going to tell me as who did this to you? Did
someone slap you Chottey?" She asked stifling a laugh while Arnav grinded his
teeth his jaws clenching brutally.
"Enough di, I can do it by myself... you can leave.. you are
already late for your satsang..." he said snatching the icepack from her hands as
he slumped back onto the bed with a frown. How his di always guessed the right
reason behind everything?
He ignored her angry glare and kept touching his bruised
cheeks with the icepack.
"I was leaving anyways... but there is someone at the hall to
meet you..she said her name is Khushi Gupta.."
Anjali said as she reached all the way to the door and
found the icepack lying on the floor.
"WHAT? WHAT IS SHE DOING HERE?" He almost shouted at his di
and Anjali was almost in the verge of spilling her precious tears.
He was walking briskly towards the living area while Anjali
followed him almost running behind him to catch up with his speed.
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Khushi stood up instantly as she found Arnav walking
towards her his eyes spitting fire but what she saw on his face just knocked
the whole air out of her lungs. Was that bruise? She trailed away biting her
nails in the process.
Arnav stood infront of her almost hovering over her tiny
form while she moved back scared of his outburst.
"Mr. Raizada.. I was just..."
"What are you doing here? Who let you inside?"
He yelled for securities and they came running inside the
house looking everywhere for some intruder who managed to trick them and
entered the house.
"Mr. Raizada... I want to talk to you about last night..."
Arnav stiffened at the mention of "last night" and he felt
his anger taking new heights.
"Follow me.. to the study Ms. Gupta.."
He asked Anjali to leave for her satsang while both the
securities left for their duties. Sheetal was all shocked to see Arnav's angry
avatar back and she dismissed herself to the kitchen to prepare everything for
the dinner before sir fires her ass.
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