PART 6. PLAN No. 5. SORRY BOLNE WAALA PLAN!

"Tumhaare Papa bhi na? Kya kahun?", Khushi mused as she stared at Arushi, "Bade ajeeb hain!"

Arushi giggled making Khushi smile, "Haina! Tumhein bhi yahi lagta hai na!"

Arushi babbled something making Khushi laugh, "Exactly! Hum bhi wahi soch rahe hain! Tumhaare papa poore duniya mein ek akele aise piece hain! Devi Maiyya ne unke jaisa koi doosra piece banaaya hi nahi!"

Outside the room, Arnav narrowed his eyes at Khushi's words. I am not that bad, Khushi! If I had been, you would not have fallen for me!

Inside the room, Khushi continued to speak, "Ab tum hi bataao", Khushi spoke as she lifted her child in her arms and walked to and fro hoping that her walking would lull the child into sleep. But it seemed that 6 month old Arushi was too much interested in listening to her parents' love story rather than going to sleep as she giggled, "ki kab aap kisi ka dil apni baaton se dukhaate ho, use hurt karte ho toh kya karna chaahiye?" Arushi frowned and Khushi nodded, "Haan! Haan! Exactly! Aapko uss insaan ke saamne sar jhukaake maafi maangni chaahiye! Dekha! Tumhein bhi yeh baat pata hai! Lekin tumhaare papa... Uff!" Khushi shook her head making Arushi giggle.

Outside the room, Arnav glared at the mother daughter duo. Pehle toh Maa buraai kar rahi thi, ab beti bhi shuru hogayi! This is not fair!

"Agar tumhaare papa uss din humaare saamne sir jhukaake maafi maangte toh hum jhat se unhein maaf kar dete!", Khushi announced as she sat on the rocking chair hoping that the rocking would put Arushi to sleep, "Par tumhaare papa toh thehre tedhe insaan! Seedhi mooh maafi maangli toh usmein mazaa kahaa? Tumhaare papa ne aise aise tedhe medhe paintre aazamaaye humse maafi maangne ke ki kya bataayein..."

Four Years Earlier...

It was the evening of her fake birthday and Khushi's eyes were swollen and red due to crying the whole noon. She had hidden her feelings the whole morning but once lunch was over, she had taken refuge in her room after faking tiredness to her family. So now after crying for almost the whole noon, she had come out of the room with sadness etched on her face and pain written in her eyes.

Just as Khushi stepped outside, she came face to face with Arnav. Arnav gave her an alarmed glance but Khushi ignored it. She fumed in anger as she walked by. Suddenly, Arnav grabbed her arm, "Khushi! Listen to me!"

Khushi pulled her hand away from Arnav's grasp and glared at him, "Humein kuch nahi sunna!"

"Dekho Khushi! You have to listen to me!", Arnav ordered her.

Khushi frowned. Arre! Request kar rahe hain ya demand! You have to listen to me! Arre! Please toh boliye!

She looked away in annoyance. Arnav's expression changed to annoyance too, "Dekho Khushi! You have to listen to me or else you would regret it!".

Khushi's jaw dropped open in shock. Galti inki aur baat nahi suni toh I will regret?

"Kya kahaa aapne? I will regret?", Khushi placed her hands on her hips and glared at him.

"Haan!", Arnav nodded as he folded his arms against his chest as he gave her the look of indifference.

Khushi huffed in anger. Is Akdu ki toh! Samajhte kya hain apne aapko! Chalo! Dekhte hain kya kehna hai inhein!

"Toh kahiye!", she gritted her teeth while smiling as sweetly as possible, "Kya kehna chaahte hain aap!"

Arnav smirked, "Khushi! What I want to say is that aaj tumne jo suna woh ... woh... Uska matlab woh nahi tha jo tumne suna!", Arnav tried to explain.

Khushi feigned innocence, "Matlab? Humne jo suna woh woh nahi tha, kuch aur tha. Lekin aisa kyun? Aap jo kehte hain uska matlab toh wahi hoga na jo aapne kahaa? Ya kahin aap kehte kuch aur hain aur uska meaning kuch aur hota hai? Yaani ki aaj tak aapne jo bhi kahaa uska matlab kuch aur hai?"

Arnav stopped her from saying more, "Khushi! It is not like that! Aaj tak maine jo bhi kahaa uska matlab wahi hai jo maine kahaa."

Khushi pouted, "Hey Devi Maiyya! Yaani ki aaj subah aapne jo Anjaliji se kahaa woh ..."

Arnav cut in, "Uska matlab alag tha!"

Khushi, now, did not have to feign confusion. She was totally confused now, "Par aap aisa kuch kyun kahenge jisko aap mean nahi karte?"

Arnav took a deep breath, "Dekho Khushi! Tum na ek galat time pe galat jagah aa gayi thi!"

Now Khushi's eyebrows went up as she stared at the man in front of her. Wow! So now it was her fault that Arnav had said those words! Hey Devi Maiyya!

Arnav continued, "Tumhein wahaan aana hi nahi chaahiye tha Khushi!"

Khushi had to cut in now, "Toh iska matlab hai ki galti humaari thi ki hum wahaan aaye!"

Arnav nodded, "Haan!" Then seeing Khushi's incredulous look he backpedaled, "Mera matlab hai nahi...Matlab... Haan par nahi..."

Khushi had enough of Arnav's antics now. Maafi maangne ko chod yeh humein hi doshi thehra rahe hain! Hey Devi Maiyya! Ab toh hum inhein kabhi maaf nahi karenge!

"So let me get this right!", Khushi said now beyond furious, "Aap, jo har baat bekhauf hoke bindaas se kehte ho, aaj subah kuch aisa bol gaye jiska matlab kuch aur hi tha. Aap, jinhonein hamesha wahi kahaa jo aapko theek laga, aaj kuch aisa bol gaye which you did not mean. Interesting! Aur humne woh sab suna kyunki humaari galti hai! Agar hum wahaan nahi hote hum yeh sab sunte hi nahi, right?"

Arnav nodded slowly but the expression on his face was of dread.

Khushi had enough of this madness, "Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada! Aapko jo kehna tha woh aapne keh diya, ab humaari suniye! As yeh sab humaari galti thi, hum apne aapko punishment de deti hain. Hum aaj se aapse baat nahi karenge aur naahi jhagdenge! Yeh humaari punishment hai, theek hai?", Khushi shouted.

Arnav nodded as if agreeing with her making her angrier. She huffed, turned around and stormed away all the while a confused looking Arnav stood behind giving Khushi the impression that he seriously did not know what he had agreed for.

A day passed and then two but Khushi did not talk to Arnav. For the first day, Arnav had tried to talk to Khushi at every chance he got but Khushi was too determined to back away. Arnav even tried to provoke her into fighting but she was as stubborn as him it seemed. And after that day, Arnav seemed to have lost interest in trying to get Khushi to talk. Or maybe his ego was restraining him. Who knows! She shrugged. She did not care! A week passed before Arnav tried his attempt to make Khushi forgive him. Of course, this was Arnav. He would not do anything in simple and straight forward manner.

It was a week after her declaration of not talking to Arnav, and Khushi was annoyed; annoyed because she missed him, missed talking to him, missed fighting with him. But Khushi was nothing if not stubborn. She was not going to forgive him. If he had not told her that it was her fault, she would have forgiven him by now. But after what he had done, she was not interested in forgiving him. No way Mr. Akdu! Hum aapko kabhi maaf nahi karenge!

Suddenly, Khushi was brought out of her thoughts when Arnav came and placed a CD in her music player. Khushi blinked in confusion. Ek din humaare aage peeche ghoomte hue humse baat karne ki koshish kar rahe the aur phir poore hafte humein ignore kiya! Ab aaj lagta hai kuch naya paintra apnaaya hai humaare dil ko pighlaane ka! Kar lo jo karna hai Mr. Akdu! Hum itni aasaani se nahi pighalne waale!

A song started playing from the stereo in male voice.

Maaf Abhi Kar Do Yaar

Maaf Karo Sarkaar

Tumko Aata Hai Ghussa

Humko Aata Hai Pyaar

Maaf Abhi Kar Do Yaar

Maaf Karo Sarkaar

Hey Baba Maaf Abhi Kar Do Yaar

Maaf Karo Sarkaar

Khushi blinked in surprise. This was Arnav's way to ask for forgiveness. Hey Devi Maiyya! She could only look at Arnav with horror as song continued to play.

Tumko Aata Hai Ghussa

Humko Aata Hai Pyaar

Maaf Abhi Kar Do Yaar

Maaf Karo Sarkaar

Suddenly, the tune changed as a female started singing.

Khaab Dekhe Phoolon Ke

Bol Hai Kaaton Jaise

Arnav nearly ran just to switch off the stereo as Khushi grinned brightly. Smiling at him brightly, Khushi spoke up, "Waah! Kya badhiya gaana hai! Khaab Dekhe Phoolon Ke Bol Hai Kaaton Jaise! Kisi ki yaad aa rahi hai? Kaun hai jiske bol kaaton jaise hai? Hmm..." Shrugging her shoulders, Khushi walked away while Arnav's jaw dropped open. Khushi giggled. Poor Arnav! Had come to ask for forgiveness, got a taunt instead! She shrugged. Jo karna hai karlo Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada! I am not going to melt!

Khushi's one taunt, it seemed, had put off Arnav from trying another attempt at melting Khushi's heart. Khushi did not mind having the peace and quiet around her. Oh! Who was she kidding? She missed fighting with Arnav but that Akdu's words refused to let her forgive him. And now it seems he had given up again on her. Jaane do, she shrugged in annoyance but in her heart she missed him.

Another three days passed before Arnav made his next attempt at winning Khushi's forgiveness. Khushi and Paayal were sitting on the dining table discussing something when she noticed something placed right beside her. And when she looked at it properly, she was surprised. Arre! Yeh guldasta kisne yahaan rakha? She looked around curiously and then her eyes fell on Arnav hiding behind a pillar nearby waving at her. Her eyes widened; achcha ji! Yeh aapka plan hai! Saamne se sorry nahi bol paaye toh yeh tedha raasta apna liya! Par hum nahi maanenge! Maafi kaise bhi maangna hai, maanglo par maafi nahi milegi!

Khushi looked around curiously and then her eyes noticed Aakash standing nearby talking on phone. Her eyes twinkled and picking up the bouquet, she showed it to Paayal, "Dekho! Jiji! Yahaan pe humein kya mila?" Paayal's eyes lit up at the sight of bouquet but then she frowned. Fingering the bouquet, Paayal wondered, "Par ise bheja kisne?" Khushi huffed, "Offo Jiji! Aap hi socho, kisne diya hoga?" She winked at Paayal and looked at Aakash pointedly.

Paayal grinned, jumped up from her seat and then running to her husband, she placed a kiss on his cheek, all the while whispering something in his ear which made Aakash's cheeks turn red. Khushi giggled at that and then she grinned more when she heard someone groan behind her. Hogayi na plan ki khatiyakhadi! She giggled again just as Aakash walked over to her with frown on his face, "Yeh Paayal kis guldaste ki baat kar rahi thi? I did not gift any bouquet to her!" Aakash scratched his head in confusion and she grinned, "Jijaji! Iske liye thank karein apne Bhai ko! Arnavji ne yeh sabka intezaam kiya hai! Dekha! Apne Bhai aur unki wife ki kitni fikar karte hain Arnavji!" Smiling at Aakash, Khushi scampered off just as Aakash went and hugged Arnav and thanked him profusely making Khushi giggle. Ab ise kehte hain nehle pe dehla!

Two weeks had passed to Khushi's fake birthday and Khushi had yet to melt. Arnav was agitated, Khushi had noticed that but the hurt she had felt at his words both in the morning and the evening of her fake birthday had yet to diminish and hence, Khushi refused to let Arnav off the hook. But it seemed that Arnav had yet to give up as the very next day, Khushi found her favorite icecream on her bed which of course she promptly shared with everybody and pointedly announced in front of everyone that she will not eat them as her throat was paining due to cold. Everyone had accepted her explanation except Arnav who had glared at her. She had made a face at him and stormed off.

Another attempt Arnav made was by sending her a sorry card but before it could reach Khushi's hand, it flew down from the table where Arnav had kept in Khushi's room to the mud outside her window. By the time, Khushi had seen it, it was fully ruined. And then came Arnav's final attempt. But by then Khushi's anger and bitterness had reached such heights that even his seedhi saadhi simple apology did not seem enough in front of Khushi as she believed that the face-to-face apology came a little too late.

"Enough Khushi enough! Keh toh raha hoon, that I am sorry!", Arnav had grabbed Khushi's hand trying to plead to her to forgive him. They were standing in her room where Arnav had sought Khushi out.

Khushi wrenched her hand away and glared at Arnav, "Aur hum yahi keh rahe haainn, ki aapki sorry aapko mubaarak ho! Itna dil dukhaaya aur seedhi tarah sorry tak nahi bole! Aur ab aaye ho, almost teen hafte baad sorry bolne? Forget it Arnavji! Forget it!" She turned around to walk away when Arnav, in his anger, grabbed her arm and pulled her close. She glared at him with anger as she tried to get her hand away. She pulled her hand, turned around only for him to grasp her hand again and this time when he pulled her, he twisted her arm behind her making her come very close to him. Her breath caught at being pulled so close to him. For a second, she forgot her situation and stared into his intense eyes. Her heart thudded in her chest and goose bumps broke out all over her skin. His hand, which till now held her hand tightly behind the back, slowly loosened but she did not move away from him wanting to stay there for eternity.

"Why are you not forgiving me?", Arnav's whispered question brought Khushi out of her trance but she remained standing close to him unable to reply.

"Bolo Khushi!", Arnav whispered as his other hand traced her cheek lightly.

Khushi took a sharp breath at his action and her eyes fluttered close at the way his fingers inched towards her lips.

"Bolo na Khushi! Why aren't you forgiving me? Main toh maafi maang raha hoon na? Toh kardo na mujhe maaf! I said those words without meaning it! Main tumhaare baare mein aisa kuch nahi sochta! Main toh tumhein...", Arnav was cut off by Khushi as she pushed him away and looked at him with anger.

With her eyes closed, Khushi had listened to Arnav's words halfheartedly as her mind was focusing on the fingers trailing on her cheek and nearing her lips, but the moment Arnav talked about the words he had said to his Di, Khushi was brought to the reality and she pushed him off harshly.

"Main tumhaare baare mein aisa kuch nahi sochta!", the words reverberated through Khushi's mind as she stared at Arnav. Those words seemed to be awfully similar to the words Arnav had said to his Di, "Khushi mere liye koi special nahi hai!" Anger and anguish warred for dominance inside her and she unleashed it on him, "Hogaya aapka bolke? Ab humaari suniye! I don't care what you think about me! Aap humein special samajhte ho ya nahi isse humein koi farak nahi padhta! Humne aapko apna dost samjha tha lekin aap agar humein apna dost bhi nahi samajhte toh phir theek hai! Humaari dosti khatam! Fine! Our friendship is over! Lekin yeh mat samajhiye ki iss sab se humein koi farak padta hai! I don't care!", she turned around and was about to walk away when Arnav grasped her arm and spun her around.

Khushi's eyes widened as she took in the anger burning in Arnav's eyes.

"Achcha? Agar tumhein farak nahi padta toh kyun tumhein itna dard hua jab maine tumhein special na maana toh?", Arnav growled.

Khushi looked away but Arnav grabbed her chin with his other hand and made her look at him, "Bolo Khushi! Why were you so hurt? Itna dard kyun? Aur itne din ki naaraazgi kyun? Main bataaun kyun? Kyunki tumhein farak padta hai! Tumhein farak padta hai ki main tumhaare baare mein kya sochta hoon! Tumhein meri har harqat se farak padta hai! Aur agar tumhein yeh lagta hai ki main galat hoon, toh apne dil se poocho. Poocho, ki kyun mere yeh sab kehne se tumhein itna dard hota hai? Poocho! Aur jab jawaab mil jaaye tab sochna ki mujhe maaf karna hai ya nahi!"

Arnav left her and walked away leaving behind a shocked Khushi. She looked down in confusion at Arnav's words. What was he talking about? And more importantly, why did it hurt her so much when Arnav confirmed that she had no special place in her life? She sat on her bed in confusion as she looked at a distance.

Four Years Later...

"... Aur is tarah teen hafte tumhaare papa humse aise aise tareeqe se maafi maange ki poocho mat!", Khushi chattered on as her sleepy audience struggled to stay awake, "Par sab time inka plan fail! Phir aaya humaaa birthday! Asli waala! Aur phir jo hua... Hey Devi Maiyya!"

NOTE:

You must have noticed that when we went to flashback, it said four years earlier. That is because a year has passed from the day Khushi joined the office. Inbetween the elevator trap plan and godh mein uthaao plan many months had passed. Also, this story will compass 2 and half years; from the day Khushi attended the party in first chapter till their marriage being arranged. And they get married six months after their marriage getting fixed. That is how in the epilogue of Dh Dh, they celebrate their 2 year anniversary! Thought you guys should know!

PRECAP:

Chalo! Hero ke devdas banne ka time aagaya!

Arre! Depression aur sadness waala devdas nahi, drunkard devdas yaar!

The time has come when hero gets drunk and dances with the girl!

But do keep an eye on the hero!

Maybe he is not as drunk as you thought!

Thanks for reading, take care and have fun,

Kalpana

P.S. Have you seen the ZaYa Banner of Kya Pyar story? That banner was the inspiration for the last scene where Arnav twists Khushi's arm behind her and this makes them come close!

P.P.S. Reviews would be replied and/or liked, once the light stops playing games here!

Kalpana_Writer2014-12-08 10:03:19