Chapter 3
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Part 3
'Kab hotein hain pyar ke raaste aasaan, suniye ek mohobat ki kahani, Humari Daastan'
'Yeh phone bhi na, kya timing hai - vah vah!' Arnav exclaimed in a annoyed voice.
'Ghar se hoga,' Khushi replied, 'aap aise hi yahan chale aye. Pehle ghar jaane tha na.'
Just as Arnav was about to reply, Khuhsi interrupted him by taking the phone out of his hands and answering it.
'Hello.' said Khushi, expecting to hear the voice of Arnav's mother at the other end of the line.
'Oh ho! Toh ab Arnav ka phone bhi tum hi utaogi! Hum logon ko apne bete se baat bhi tumse ijaazat le kar karni hogi!' The taunting voice of Arnav's Mami came through.
Khushi's face immediately fell and this did not go unnoticed by Arnav and he immediately took the phone from Khushi.
'Ji Mamiji. Boliye.' Arnav spoke in a nonchalant manner. He had always been respectful to his Mami, despite the niggling feeling he had that his Mami was not Khushi's biggest fan. Arnav made a mental note to try and ensure he didn't leave Khushi alone with her.
'Arre beta, kab se tumhari Ma tumahra intezaar kar rahi haan. Ishq vishq ki baatein baad mein kar lena. Pehle apne parivaar se toh mil lo.' Mami scolded.
'Mami, hum dono abhi nikal rahe hain.' Arnav replied, making sure to emphasise the 'hum dono',
'Aur vaise bhi, Ma ko patha hai ki main yahan hoon toh phir voh intezaar toh nahi kar rahi hongi.' Arnav replied in a mockingly sweet tone.
'Arnav!' Khushi quietly reprimanded.
Arnav made a face at Khushi but didn't mock his Mami any further.
'Accha Mami ab aap phone rakhengi toh hi hum ayenge na?' Arnav said in the sweetest tone he could muster.
'Theek hai, theek hai. Rakh rahe hain. Jaldi ao.' With that, Mami disconnected the call.
'Jaan chuthi!' Arnav joked as soon as Mami had put the phone down.
Just as Khushi opened her mouth to tell Arnav off, he suddenly went into the kitchen and started looking for something.
'Arre, kya doondh rahe hain aap?' Khushi asked confused.
She grew even more baffled when Arnav came out of the small kitchen and handed Khushi a glass of water. Her confusion only grew when re turned around and went back into the kitchen.
Khushi set the glass of water in her hands down on the small side table and followed Arnav into the kitchen to see what he was looking for.
'Theen saal hoge hain aapko yahan aye. Aapki yaadaash itni bhi acchi nahi hai. Humne kuch hila diya hoga. Batiye toh sahi ki doondh kya rahe hain?' Khushi asked, now growing slightly impatient. She didn't know why Arnav was wasting time. Though Mami had been taunting her on the phone, Khushi knew that she was right and that Arnav needed to go home. She knew how much Ma - she also referred to Arnav's mother as Ma, had been missing Arnav. Khushi was also aware that Arnav would have missed his mother immensely in the last three years.
'Theen saal honge, lekin tumhe toh bachpan se jaante hoon na? Tum chahe poora ghar ulat-pulat kar lo - mein phir bhi tumari har cheez doondh loonga.' Arnav teased Khushi - causing her to blush. Thoroughly enjoying the redness that had taken over Khushi's face, Arnav decided to mortify her further by winking at her.
As soon as she saw Arnav wink at her, Khushi becan to blush uncontrolably and her face became aghast with shock.
'Arnav!' She scolded.
Arnav could not hep but laugh at Khushi's reaction,
'Hai. Yeh sharm ek din-' Arnav began but was interupted by Khushi,
'Aage agar apni jaan ke bare mein kuch bhi bola na aapne toh!' She warned.
Arnav looked scared and held his ears,
'Acche memsaab - maafi. Humari itni majaal ki hum aapke ijaazat ke bina kuch keh dein?'
'Phir mazaak!' Khushi scolded once again but Arnav's infectious laugh meant that she was also unable to hold her anger for much longer.
Once they had both recovered from their jokes and teasing, Arnav remembered what he had been looking for in the kitchen.
'Khushi, pehle tumne baat taal di thi - tumahri dawa kahaan hai?'
Khushi immediately grew nervous and tucked a strand of hair behind her hair.
'Voh - humne dawai le li hai Arnav.' She replied in a shaky voice.
'Accha, theen saalon mein jhoot bolna bhi seekh gayi ho tum.' Arnav asked in a much more serious tone.
Khushi stared at him - dumbfounded. She didn't know what to say.
'Arnav...voh...hum - haan! Kal na bahut tez baarish thi toh isiliye hum jaa kar dawa nahi la sake. Jhoot kaun bol raha hai.' Khushi hoped the excuse would work. She knew she couldn't tell Arnav the real reason she didn't have any of her medicines at home.
'Tum chahe kuch bhi kaho Khushi. Jhoot toh tumein bolna aata nahi hai aur mera samne toh tum jhoot bolni ki bilkul koshish bhi mat kiya karo. Ab saaf saaf batao ki dawa kyun nahi hai?'
Just as Khushi was thinking of what to say to Arnav, there was a knock at the door.
'Arnav Baba - sab theek hain na? Mein gadi le aye hoon - tum dono jaldi neecha a jao.' Kaka's voice came in through the locked doors.
Khushi breathed a sigh of relief and before Arnav could stall their leaving any longer with any more questions which would be impossible for Khushi to answer, Khushi replied,
'Bas aagaye Kaka.' And began walking towards the door and unlocked it. However she hesitated before stepping outside as memories of the earlier incident flooded her mind. She was used to the taunts that were thrown at her on a daily basis but Arnav - she knew his temper and was aware that though she had asked him not to react in any way to the earlier event, he was not going to let it go. Arnav wouldn't let Khushi know about it but she knew that he would definitely do something.
Arnav noticed the hesitation in Khushi and immediately the earlier incident invaded his mind also. He felt his blood boil with anger but knew that he would have to remain calm in front of Khushi. He would deal with those hooligans later.
Arnav walked towards Khushi and held out his hand and turned to look at her. Upon seeing his outstretched before her, Khushi looked up at Arnav to see the most reassuring look on his face. He did not need to give her any verbal assurance, the look of love and understanding in his eyes said it all to her and slowly, shyly she placed her hand in his own. He tightened his grip on her hand and they both stepped outside Khushi's chawl.
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