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Part 7: Day 1 (Part 2)

Arnav saw the sleeping form of Khushi. She looks so delicate and innocent. How can he misunderstand her? Why had he believed that man? And now because of his gaffe he is close to losing her. Arnav held her hand in his. No! He had lost enough and he cannot lose her. He will do anything. Anything that can bring her back to him. Anything to bring that smile! Anything to bring back the lost naughty glint in her eyes! Anything to bring back the Khushi who is always ready to fight with him. Anything to bring back HIS Khushi.

A lone tear slipped from his eyes and fell on Khushi's cheek. Arnav looked at her. He bent and kissed her cheek. His hand snaked around her waist and he took her in his arms. His face resting in the crook of Khushi's neck. He tightened his hold on her waist, the fear of losing her blinding his mind. His heart screaming to her to come back. He kissed her neck as more tears slipped from his eyes and drenched her neck.

"I am sorry, Khushi. Please came back Khushi...I...promise...I promise that I will do whatever you say...just...just come back...call me Laad Governor...call me Rakshas...I will not mind...lekin vapas aajao Khushi...please Khushi..." Arnav wept, shedding the tears of losing his love.

No! He had failed his love once and will not do that again. He will not allow her to leave him. She has agreed for one week and now in this one week he will gain her confidence, he will convince her.

Arnav untangled him from Khushi and laid her carefully on the bed. He smoothed the hair scattered on her face. Covering her with the comforter, he again bent close to her. Running his fingers on the smooth expanse of her cheek, he pecked her slightly parted lips and got up from the bed and moved towards poolside.

"Hello! Yes, Dr.D'mello, you can come at my place. Yes she has agreed to come. Now you can come and meet her" Arnav said in the phone and after getting the reply, he ended the call.

Closing his eyes for a moment, he opened it. As much as he don't want to do this, he will have to do. He needs to understand what is going on with her.

...

Arnav entered the room to see that Khushi was awake. She was sitting on the bed. He went towards her and sat beside her.

"Khushi, do you need something?" Arnav asked to Khushi.

Khushi looked at him but averted her eyes immediately.

"Pani...hume pani chahiye.." Khushi said and dropped her down.

Arnav looked at Khushi's downcast head.

"I will bring.." Arnav smiled and got up from the bed.

Khushi saw Arnav leaving the room and she got up from the bed and moved towards the poolside. She slides the door and stood there shock seeing the disheveled state of the garden. She entered the poolside and went near the garden. She bent down and touched an abolished rose plant. Who has done this? Khushi stared at all the pieces of pots and mud scattered everywhere.

"Khushi?"

Khushi got up and turned around with a start.

"Khushi...Here...take your water..." Arnav went towards her and extended his hand.

Khushi took the glass with her hesitant hand.

After drinking the water she handed the glass to Arnav.

Arnav saw Khushi again turn her back to him and looking around. He too looked at his destroyed garden, destroyed by him.

"Khushi?...I will...I will make the garden like before...if you want me to.." Arnav looked at Khushi in anticipation to gauge some reaction.

And she didn't disappoint him. He saw her nodding her head. A small smile stretched on his lips and he went towards her.

"Will you help me in fixing the garden, Khushi?" Arnav asked with a smile.

Khushi looked at Arnav and then at the dead plants around her.

Arnav saw her looking around and then she again looked at him. Dropping her head down, she nodded at him again.

"Thank you, Khushi! We will make it more beautiful than before.. " Arnav smiled at Khushi, his heavy heart finding little peace from this slow progress.

"Arnav Bhaiya, aapse koi milne aaya hai." Arnav heard and turned around to look at HP.

"I am coming! Tell him to wait in the study"

HP nodded and exited the poolside.

Arnav went towards Khushi and took her hand.

"Khushi, you wait here, ok? I will just come and then we will think on fixing our garden.." Arnav said and led her towards the room.

...

Arnav entered the study to see Dr.D'mello, standing near the window, facing his back to him.

"Dr. D'mello?" Arnav called out to draw his attention.

Raphael turned to look at Mr.Raizada.

Arnav came and stood in front of him.

"Hello Mr.Raizada. Good to see you back" Raphael extended his hand for a handshake.

Arnav looked at the extended hand. Hope he could reciprocate the same. But nevertheless Arnav extended his hand.

"So Dr. D'mello, now my wife is here. So meet her and tell me what should I do to bring her back" Arnav came to the point without wasting a breath.

Raphael looked at the impatient man standing in front of him. God! He doesn't like impatient men.

"Mr.Raizada, As much you are in a hurry let me tell you, your wife isn't suffering from some cold that I will give her a med and she will be fine by tomorrow. And I know you are in very hurry as if you want to complete this task and go for other. But let me tell you these things take time. And you will have to deal with it. And your not allowing me to meet her as a Doctor is not helping the case either" Raphael explained the impatient man.

"But Dr. I want you to do this as soon as possible. She has agreed for only one week and I don't have time to waste. So just tell me what is the problem with her and what should I do to make her well. As simple as that. Why do you need time for this?" Arnav asked, his face lined up with worry. He has just one week and he will not waste a second of the time he had got to secure his Khushi to him.

"See, Mr.Raizada, your wife agreeing for just one week isn't my problem. I will work as I have always. Any hurry from my side can worsen the case. So do NOT teach me what should I do. I will tell you what should you do to bring your wife back to you, not the other way around. And now I think you are the one wasting time here. If you are done with your preaching then can I meet your wife?" Raphael let out, irritated by Arnav.

Arnav gritted his teeth at Dr.'s tone. Why is that he always tries to get on his nerves? But not in a mood to tolerate him more and also not having any intention to waste more time, Arnav gave in.

"Came. She is in our room" Arnav said and turned around.

Raphael shook his head and followed. He was right, this man too needs a psychiatrist. But he isn't available for him. That's for sure!

...

Arnav pushed the door open and entered the room. Panic engulfed him instantly when he found the room empty.

"Khushi!!"

Raphael looked at the panicked man and then his eyes caught a sight of something red in the corner of poolside.

"Relax, Mr.Raizada. I think your wife is there" Raphael pointed his finger outside, near the pool.

Arnav looked out and let out a big sigh of relief.

"Yes, she is there. I will call her" Arnav was about to step out, in the poolside when Raphael's voice stopped him.

"Mr.Raizada, it's ok. I will meet her there. No need to call her in." Raphael said and moved passed Arnav.

"And Mr.Raizada, let me talk to her. You will not interfere" and with that parting words, Raphael entered the poolside.

Arnav fisted his palm. Is he bloody ordering me?! He punched his fisted palm on the nearby wall.

...

Raphael entered the poolside to see mud scattered around. Making a grimaced face at that, he walked toward the petite girl sitting in one corner. He went and stood beside her but wasn't acknowledged. He took in her posture. She was sitting there, drawing her legs to her chest and her chin placed on her knee.

"Hi!" Raphael sat beside her.

Khushi looked at the man seated beside her.

"Who are you?" Khushi asked with a frown.

"Don't know...may be your friend?" Raphael shrugged off.

Khushi looked at him suspiciously.

"No you are not.." Khushi said as if accusing him.

Raphael laughed at the cute face she made.

"Ok then, can we be friends? You see, we two also have a similarity." Raphael looked at Khushi's confused face . "I mean, I also don't like your husband, always impatient. I really don't like him" Raphael said with all seriousness.

Khushi looked at his serious face and unable to control herself, she burst into fit of laughter.

Arnav was sitting on the bed when he heard the voice he didn't know he was so longing to hear. He immediately got up from the bed. Standing at the threshold of the poolside, he looked at Khushi. She was...she was laughing...He felt his heart skip a beat, seeing her laughing. Her head thrown back and hand on her mouth to control the laughter. A small smile appeared on his lips, seeing her laughing. But the smile was replaced by a distort look seeing the man seated beside her. He too was smiling at her. And it immediately dawned on him that, the man sitting beside her was the reason behind her laughter. He again looked at the smiling face of his wife. But she was smiling. And he had to make peace with that.

Raphael looked at the smiling girl in front of him. What had made her go in such depressed state? She doesn't looks like someone who is fond of sulking in her own loneliness. And people start hallucinating when they thing that they need someone to take them away from their loneliness. But he can't ask her that in the first meet itself. He will have to put his query in a waiting queue for now.

"So, laughing girl. May I know the name of the girl who owns this beautiful smile?" Raphael asked and saw the smile being immediately vanished from her face and she averted her eyes from him.

"Ok! So let me start. Hi, I am Raphael D'mello. I like to talk with beautiful girls. Just like you and I am unfortunately your husband's friend.." Raphael made a dull face.

Khushi turned to look at Raphael's somber face and let out a giggle.

"See, now as I have made you smile twice. Don't you think that I should be rewarded for that? So common tell me your name.." Raphael looked at Khushi.

"Hmm...My name is Khushi..." Khushi replied, timidly.

"Oh...that's a beautiful name. Khushi, are you even eighteen?" Raphael asked, all serious.

Khushi looked at him, confused.

"Yes, I am. Why do you ask that?" Khushi asked, still confused.

"Oh No! I thought you have not completed your eighteen and then I would had charged Raizada for child marriage and had him arrested. But my bad luck. " Raphael dimed.

Khushi let out a loud giggle at that.

"So you are eighteen?" Raphael asked.

Khushi nodded her head and soon saw him counting something on his fingers.

"What are you counting?" Khushi asked, curiously.

"You know I am forty. And let me tell you a secret. My mother was an Indian and you know, when I was 21 my mother wanted me to get married. But I escaped somehow. But if I would have listened to her and had got married then I think I today I would had a daughter of your age, isn't it?" Raphael looked at Khushi.

Khushi looked at Raphael blankly, not knowing what to say on that.

"But don't tell my actual age to anyone , ok? It's a secret between you and me. Promise me you will not tell anyone." Raphael extended his hand.

Khushi looked at the extended hand and placed her hand in his.

"Promise"

"You will not break your promise, right?"

"I never break my promise" Khushi said offended.

"Ok Ok, don't get angry. Ok, then I will leave now. But will come to meet tomorrow"

"Why? "

"Because, no one talks to me, you see. They think I am mad man with long hair and beard. But you talked with me. So I will come tomorrow. Do you have a problem with that ,Khushi?" Raphael asked.

Khushi looked at him and shook her head.

"Ok then, bye sweetheart. I will meet you tomorrow. Same place, same time. Till then sayonara.." Raphael got up and smiling at Khushi he exited the poolside.

As soon he exited the door, his way was blocked by a masculine body. Oh! Not again! He is definitely going to charge double for this case.

"What happened? What did she say to you? " Arnav shot as soon he saw the Doctor.

"Mr. Raizada, there isn't much we talked about. This was my first meet with her. And I hope you will understand that no one will tell you about their life in the first meet itself. So please have some patience. First I will have to find out the reason behind all this and then to the depth of her illness, and only then I will be able to help you. So for now, be nice to her and don't deny anything. May be it's the weirdest thing in the universe but agree with her. We don't know to which length she can go to make her point valid. So you better avoid such situation. And now, bye!" Raphael said all the thing he had came to draw in this half an hour and without waiting for the reply, he exited the room.

Arnav gritted his teeth. Why isn't that Doctor understanding that he has only one bloody week. Why?!!

...

It was late night as Arnav lay on the recliner. His eyes closed but mind on overdrive. Khushi had refused to go out and dine with everyone and not wanting to deny her, he had obliged and they had their dinner in the room. And after finishing the dinner, Khushi had went and slept, without saying a word. And now he was sleeping here on the recliner, unable to think what to do. And that mad Doctor is not helping either.

Arnav rubbed his closed eyes with his palm. And that's when he heard that voice. His eyes jerked open. He looked at Khushi sleeping on the bed, but due to the darkness he wasn't able to see anything. He got up from the recliner and went towards her. Her eyes closed and sobbing silently. The sight made his heart squeeze in a painful grip. He went and sat beside her.

"Khushi...Khushi...what happened? Was there a nightmare?"Arnav asked, trying to wake her up.

Khushi opened her drenched eyelid.

"He...He..."

"Who, Khushi? What happened?" Arnav wiped her tears from the cheek.

"He ...He...He isn't coming to meet me...He had said that he will come...but he...he isn't coming... "

Arnav's hand halted on her cheek. He lifted his eyes to look at her.

"Who...who, Khushi?" Arnav asked, dreading the answer, already.

"Ar...Arnav ji...my Arnav ji...He had told that he will come but he isn't coming...This all because of you...this is all because of you...whenever you are near me...he doesn't comes to meet me...Go from her...Go...then he will come...go from here..." Khushi pushed his hand away from her cheek.

Arnav stared at Khushi, not knowing that he should be happy that she isn't hallucinating anymore or cry on her helplessness.

Arnav bent and took her in his arms.

"Let him go, Khushi...let him go...I am there with you...I promise to not leave you ever...please believe me...I will never leave you...believe me..." Arnav's hold on her tightened, holding her close in his embrace.

"No...I want him...you will leave me...you will leave me after three months...you hate me ...I don't want you...I want my Arnav ji.."

"Khushi, I don't hate you, jaan...I love you...I love...I am sorry for all the time I said I hate you...I was lying to you...to myself ..Please believe me now...please Khushi ...please" Arnav pleaded, desperate to make her believe.

"No...you told me...you have always said that you only love your Di...I...I am nothing to you...you will throw me away ...you only care for her...I ...I..."

Khushi gasped suddenly as she was forced to look up, her face held possessively in his palm.

"I will not throw you, do you get me, Khushi?!! You will have to understand that I will not send you away nor I will allow you to go away, do you get me?! I care for you! I love you!" Arnav said in a high tone, tiered of her repeating the same thing. He looked at her drenched face and touched her forehead with hers. He took her more in his embrace, now Khushi lay horizontally on the bed, half of her body on Arnav.

"Let me be your Arnav ji, Khushi...please Khushi...I love you more than him...I will not leave you...please believe me ,...please...please Khushi...I love you , jaan...I love you..." Arnav said softly, his voice begging her.

Arnav lifted his face and saw her eyelids dropping.

"Sleep, Khushi...sleep...your Arnav ji is here with you...I will not leave you...sleep..." Arnav cradled her like a child and softly whispering his love for her

A/N"

Ok! This note is about what I think of this particular story. By this story I don't want to show how weak Khushi is. By this story I only want to show how our love for someone can push us to the darkest corner and how our love for someone can give us the strength to pull our loved ones from that darkest corner. Be that someone our life partner, parents, child, anyone. This all depends on the depth of our love, how much we love that person. Our love for someone can sometimes be our weakness and at sometimes it gives us immense strength.

So I only want to convey here that I am not showing how weak someone is. Everyone has his weaknesses and strengths. And sometimes our weakness and strengths lies in the same person, and it's the time, it's the spot we are put, that forces us to think which side we lay, weak or vigor.

I hope I am able to convey what I want to convey.

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shona_arhilover2014-01-18 22:15:22