PART 4. PLAN No. 3. GODH MEIN UTHAANE WAALA PLAN!

It had been two months since the lift incident and Arnav had yet to try another of his plan on Khushi. It was not that Arnav did not want to plan something and execute it but time was not on his side. For the few days after the incident, Arnav did not try anything because Khushi seemed to be a bit jumpy after the lift incident. And once Khushi started behaving normally, Arnav got swamped up with projects and meetings. But that did not mean Arnav stayed away from Khushi. Just because he did not have any strong plan did not mean Arnav left Khushi alone. He used to every chance to crash into Khushi and start a fight with her. And if any crash left Khushi in Arnav's arms, Arnav would simply stare at her intensely making her jittery and nervous and Arnav happy to have her in his arms and reacting to his touch. All in all, the last two months were not unproductive in Arnav's books. But Arnav was not satisfied. Hence, today when an idea stuck him, he decided to execute it right away.

Arnav was rummaging through the drawers of his table searching for some old file. The drawer was deep enough that Arnav had to put his hand fully inside to search it thoroughly. He frowned as instead of finding file, his hand caught another anomaly inside the drawer. He rolled his eyes as he pulled out an old sock. How long the sock was in the drawer only Devi Maiyya knows! Arnav thought shaking his head and keeping it aside with other things he found in the deep drawer. File nahi mili, par duniya bhar ka saamaan mil gaya! Arnav huffed in annoyance. His hand went back into the drawer as he hunted for the file. He looked inside the drawer in the worry. Kahaan hai yeh file? He frowned again as his hand caught another thing which felt like a bottle. Ab yeh kya hai? He pulled the bottle out and smiled softly. It was bottle filled with marbles. Yeh toh wahi gotiyaan hai jiske saath Aakash bachpan mein khela karta tha! Par yeh mere drawer mein kya kar raha hai? He shrugged and was about to put it aside when he stopped. Ek minute! He pulled the bottle back in front of him and narrowed his eyes. Suddenly, an idea struck his head and he smirked. Perfect!

Half an hour later, Arnav Singh Raizada was found standing by the door to his room hidden waiting for Khushi to pass by. As soon as he saw Khushi coming his way, he opened the bottle and threw the marbles onto the floor. His plan was quite simple. Khushi would be passing by when she would slip on the marbles and fall down. She will be in pain and then Arnav would lift her in his arms to help her. Khushi's room was one floor down and that meant she would spend lot of time in his arms till he reached her room. Wow Arnav! Plan toh bada romantic hai! Khushi in my arms! Hey Devi Maiyya! Plan ko successful kardo please!

As Khushi came closer, Arnav hid behind the door waiting to hear Khushi shout after falling down. As he waited, he wondered how Khushi would react to being in his arms. Will she blush or will she stare at him intensely? Or will she start fighting with him right away? Nahi Devi Maiyya! No fight! Mujhe romantic moment chaahiye, comic nahi! His thoughts were interrupted when he heard Khushi squeal. Squeal? She was supposed to shout. He looked out of his hiding place and his eyes widened.

Khushi was sitting on the floor staring at it in awe. She let out another squeal loudly, "Gotiyaan! Arre waah! Kitni saari? Par yeh neeche kya kar raha hai? Chalo chodo! Humein kya! Hum toh in gotiyon ke saath khelenge! Arsa hogaya inke saath khelke!" She squealed again, collected the marbles one by one and skipped off to play with them. Arnav stood still with his mouth wide open, looking at Khushi's retreating back in shock. What the!

An hour had passed after his backfired plan and Arnav was pacing his room in anger. Why Khushi why? Kyun tumne woh gotiyaan dekhi? Seedha seedha uspe pair rakhke gir nahi sakti thi? Arnav huffed in annoyance. But Arnav had made his decision. Today Khushi was coming into his arms, whether by hook or by crook. Arnav Singh Raizada aaj jeet kar hi jaayega! Aaj woh Khushi ko godh mein uthaake hi dum lega! He stormed out of the room thinking of some plan when suddenly his eyes fell on the glass lamps nearby. Perfect! Arnav smiled smugly and walked off to execute his latest plan.

An hour later, Arnav was found on the floor near Khushi's room. He was lying by the glass lamp stand, tying a thick long black thread to it. Once done with that, he left the thread lying there and hid behind a pillar waiting for Khushi to come. The moment he saw Khushi coming this way, he grabbed the thread and hid behind the pillar ready to pull the thread and make the lamp fall down just as Khushi was nearby and once the lamp fell down Khushi won't be able to cross the glass littered floor as she usually wore mojri made out of cloth for shoes. That is when Arnav would jump in as her savior as he generally wore hard leather shoes and would use it as the reason to walk on the glass. For this reason specifically Arnav had worn the thickest soled shoes he could find in his wardrobe. He would then take Khushi in his arms and crossing the glass littered floor he would take her to her room and then she will say thank you while looking at him shyly and he will make his place as her hero in her heart.

Arnav lost himself in his daydreams while waiting for Khushi to come. He was so lost in his daydreams that he did not notice Khushi coming towards her room and entering it. He only noticed her when she came out and by that time it was too late to execute the plan. Arnav! You idiot! Aur koi time nahi mila daydream karne ko! You had to daydream now only! You are hopeless, Arnav! Hopeless! Arnav scolded himself and then sighed and sat down on the floor waiting for another chance. He was not going to budge till Khushi was in his arms.

Soon the time came once again after an hour when Khushi started walking towards her room. As per the plan, the moment Khushi neared, Arnav jerked the lamp but to his astonishment the glass lamp stand refused to fall. Uh oh! He pulled the lamp again but it refused to fall as the thread was thin and not strong enough to tug the stand down. Khushi passed by the lamp and even entered her room but the lamp did not fall. Bloody lamp! Arnav swore as he stomped off towards the glass lamp stand only for it to fall right in front of him. His eyes widened in shock as glass fell all around him. Great! Now it had to fall! Pehle nahi gir sakta tha! Mere plan ka satyanaash kar diya!

Scared by the noise, Khushi came out of her room. Arnav narrowed his eyes as he looked at her. Maybe I can still salvage this plan, I can help Khushi to come out of the room by taking her in my arms! He was about to offer that when Khushi muttered, "Ek minute!", and went back into her room. Yeh kya hua? Wasn't she supposed to wonder how to get out and wasn't I supposed to pick her up in my arms? Suddenly, Khushi came back with broom and swoop and got to work. She started sweeping the glass pieces around the floor while Arnav watched in astonishment. I could have swept her off her feet or she could have simply swept the floor! Arnav huffed mentally as Khushi tear his plan into pieces and swept them with the glass pieces.

"Dekha!", Khushi piped up happily, "Aaj humne aapko kaanch se bachaaya! Aaj toh hum aapki hero hui!", saying her piece Khushi scampered off leaving behind a Arnav with his jaw hanging open. Once he came out of his shock, he slapped his forehead and stormed away. Enough is enough! Din mein teen baar try kiya aur teeno baar mera godh mein uthaane waala plan flop! Bas hogaya! No more of my plans today! Main nahi jhel sakta yeh tension! Mission: Khushi ko pataao postponed till further notice!

It was late evening and Arnav found himself staring out of his window into the poolside. Khushi was walking by the flower beds smelling the flowers and smiling happily in turn making Arnav smile. He continued to stare when suddenly, Khushi slipped on the watery floor and fell down. KHUSHI! Arnav mentally shouted as he ran out of the room. He reached her and gave her his hand. Khushi grasped his hand without looking up trying to get up. She was half way up when she collapsed. Tears were coming out of her eyes. Arnav bent down in worry, "Khushi! Tum theek ho?" Khushi looked up with tear filled eyes, "Pair bahut dukh raha hai, lagta hai moch aayi hai!"

Arnav looked at her leg and then at her, "Don't worry! Main tumhein andar le chalta hoon aur doctor ko call lagaata hoon!" "Par kaise? Hum toh chal nahi paayenge, andar kaise jaayein?", Khushi wondered.

Arnav gave her a tender smile, "Khushi! Woh sab tum mujhpe chod do!" Before Khushi could react, Arnav placed one hand under her knees and other hand around her waist, picking her up bridal style. Khushi immediately put her hands around his neck, making him look at her. She must have seen something in his eyes because she took a sharp breath and looked at him with what he would later describe as affection.

Arnav marched off through his room towards the main hall and Naani, Anjali, Paayal and Aakash who were seated on the living room sofa scrambled off towards them. Arnav mused that seeing Khushi this way must have triggered their memory of another time when Arnav came home the same way from Khushi's farewell party. He assured them that Khushi was fine as he placed her on the sofa while Aakash called the Doctor. As Arnav turned to walk away, now knowing that Khushi was safe in the hands of his family, a sweet voice stopped him, "Arnavji?" He turned and looked at Khushi questioningly. Khushi smiled tenderly making Arnav's heart beat faster. "Thank you!", she whispered making him smile as tenderly as she did. He nodded and walked away.

It was only after he reached his room that Arnav realised that he had carried Khushi in his arms. His wish had actually come true! He grinned happily. I knew it Devi Maiyya! Even you wanted me to be with your Khushi! Smiling smugly, Arnav went on to stand outside his room looking at Khushi and her sweet smile.

NOTE:

This chapter was written purely from Arnav's point of view, so Khushi's narration to Arushi must have been different as she would have mentioned only the fall and not the failed plans. The reason I wrote it this way rather than both point of view is that I wanted to show that not all of Arnav's plans work effectively plus, this way the chapter seemed funnier!

PRECAP:

Happy Birthday to you!

Happy Birthday to you!

Par humaara toh aaj birthday nahi hai?

What?

Dammit!

Thanks for reading, take care and have fun,

Kalpana

Kalpana_Writer2014-11-16 10:43:38