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Chapter 13 The Big Bang!
"Hello Nani and hi NK, how are you?" Khushi asked them as soon as she entered... She rushed to them for a group hug...
"Khushi I am angry at you. I missed you so much and my yoga with you..." Nani talked with fake anger...
"Plus we had to eat food cooked by HP... No offense, but anything not cooked by you is bad... I missed my fun help in the kitchen!" NK tried to make the atmosphere light...
"No worries I am back now... And Naniji, I called you daily to remind you of all your tasks and medicine times... Hope you followed it..." Khushi asked... She did not want Nani to miss any of her medicine dosage and fall sick.
"Yes, Beta... But it's not the same. We missed you. The house was so calm and no fun without you around" Nani replied genuinely...
Khushi smiled... Even Arnav couldn't help but accept in his mind, the house is boring without this butterfly fluttering around... She is the life of the house... She has made RM home, sweet home!
"Did he just gave her the biggest compliment after she declared he was the worst husband?" He was surprised at his own behavior even though he did not say anything out loud!
He did not know how to break the ice between them... Can't she just sorry and get over with? Oh yeah, he still thought she was the only one at fault... Khushi is very clear she is not the one to initiate any talk with him after he screamed at her, humiliated her and taunted her as cheap middle class girl!
She took the pillow, her blanket and moved towards sofa...
"What are you doing Khushi?" Arnav asked her angrily...
"What does it look like to you? I am sleeping" She retorted back...
"What is this new drama now?" He asked thinking why she is not sleeping on the bed...
"So you want me to sleep in guest room if not on sofa?" She asked him arrogantly...
"What the? I never said that... Just sleep on your side of the bed... And don't talk to me like that. I don't like it "Arnav warned her seriously.
"Oh Yeah, only you have the right to be angry, insult and humiliate people around you, right? How can I forget it?" Khushi replied sarcastically.
"Khushi, it is all your fault. Who goes and does cooking on a national TV? What were you thinking?" Arnav asked her still insulting her for her choice of career as a cook...
"And this is coming from a man who stiches clothes for living and became a billionaire by stitching clothes? And be it stitching or cooking, how can a job that one puts heart and soul into and puts honest efforts, be bad? I am not doing any robbery or crime that you are making such a big issue?" Spat came a reply from Khushi...
Arnav's anger went to the roof hearing her calling him a mere tailor stitching clothes...
"Mind your language Khushi and learn to respect. Anyways I don't expect a middle class like you to understand my profession... For your kindest information, fashion designing is not tailoring Khushi, like that tailor at the corner of your house..." He insulted her again and laughed at her lack of knowledge on Fashion world!
Khushi already decided in her mind that she will not be weak anymore with him hurling insults at her face and show him the reality... She will show him his place too... She already promised her Devi Mayya! Now she will not back off...
"Mr. Raizada, practice what you preach... Respect, do you even know the meaning of it? And yes, I agree I am a middle class, young and too nave according to you to understand your Fashion World... But being a high class and a billionaire, how do you not know the difference between a basic cook versus a chef and of course the education and skills that go with it to become a food expert? I have heard you are the one who is on the Food Advisory Board for Oberoi International 7 star restaurant? How do manage to be on advisory board in the field that you disrespect or rather treat it as middle class? Isn't it unethical or cheating? Oh let me guess - hypocrite, are we?" Khushi shot back right away...
Arnav was taken aback... She is so right... She has a degree in food technology with great culinary skills and not to forget natural, extraordinary sense of spices and food... She can easily qualify as food critique or a judge on any TV cookery show... Her skills are that extra ordinary, he knew it. He has always eaten only in 5 star, 7 star restaurants, international cuisines and he knew in his mind that her cooking skills and knowledge is at par with any of those chefs... She just needed more exposure to different cultures, styles of cooking and polish her presentation skills a bit... Which she would learn any day with age...
But his ego did not let him go down so easily like that...
"But you had go there purposely using public transport and with those cheap clothes?" He diverted her attention to other things without accepting his own mistake...
"And give me one good reason why should I change and how?" She too was on a spree...
"What do you mean why? You have my joint credit card to buy anything, car access with driver. You can spend money to go to 5 star restaurants, buy expensive clothes and accessories... You are my wife damn it, do you even understand this simple thing that you are wife of mighty Arnav Singh Raizada?" His voice raised unknowingly...
"Mr. Raizada, thank you for reminding me again and again that I am your wife... Let me tell you, I very well remember my relationship with you but do you? Do you even consider me your wife or acknowledge our so called marriage?" She asked him straight looking into his eyes without a single glimpse of hesitation...
Arnav did not know what to say... First time, someone else is shutting him up royally... There was a long quiet moment before Khushi spoke again...
"Your silence speaks volume, Mr. Raizada... If you do not consider me as your wife nor accept our marriage, then I do not feel it right to spend your money or use those luxuries... Then you will have new reasons to taunt me later... And you already made me realize my status as a middle class twice by now, then I cannot afford any of those things by myself either. Plus I am neither crazy about those whims and fancies, nor do I need it. The things I wear have been given to me by my Babuji so I can wear it with pride and self-respect... Hope you got the answer..." Khushi replied with triumph.
"And I do cook every day in your house and take care of Naniji. Though I wouldn't consider it as a job, but hopefully it pays for my stay here in your house... I really don't need to stay here even for a minute but my parents and naniji would not agree..." Khushi was on a roll...
"Oh, so you hate this marriage so much right? So ready to walk out on me or you already found someone else?" Arnav still could not just let go his ego and accept his mistakes... Plus he always felt NK was more suitable for her than him... NK had all the good qualities, he did not possess... And his jealousy streak was no longer under control...
It was Khushi's turn to feel hurt again by his obnoxious behavior... She has already long ago stopped being surprised by his nasty comments towards her...
"This is coming from a man who refuses to acknowledge his own marriage and always on Page 3? You have the guts to ask me if I have found someone else... And really do you think I would ever want to marry anyone else or believe in all those goodie, goodie talks about love and relationships... If anything marriage does is, it takes away the freedom, your loved ones and your dreams..." She replied him sarcastically...
"Maybe you are coward, I am living my life to the fullest... Doing the things I love... Running my AR Fashion empire..." He mocked her again...
"And still you had the heart to kill my dreams by mocking me for trying out to be a Master Chef. So what if it is a TV program? Just one dream I had built over the years to impress my father. My Babuji is so happy that I am selected for the show and will get opportunity to showcase my culinary skills and make him proud... But you had to shoot it down because my choice of career does not suit your fancy billionaire and high class life style, isn't it Mr. Raizada?" It was her turn to mock him and laugh...
"And it all started because I, your so called middle class wife talked about you unknowingly during the show right? You hate me and my middle class status right? Fine with me... I will never cross your paths or claim you are my husband publically ever. Isn't that what you want? Hide marriage and be free... There you go, have it your way...? I won't complain and ask you any question... Not that I did it before... If you don't want me to exist in your world, I won't bother you ever..." She was so angry and upset, tears started rolling down continuously from her eyes...
She immediately turned her face but he could see her tears through her laugh and anger... She hid her face and wiped her tears because he was not worth it...
Arnav was flabbergasted. He never knew she was hurt so much by his behavior and ignorance...
"And you were talking about respect right? You even screamed at Nani for no reason... Did you respect her age? She is a heart patient but how do you care, right? She did ask you before marriage, and you had a chance to voice your choice... We talked about it twice and I had suggested you clearly to take actions back then. But you did not back off then and now you tell me I am coward? Great, Mr. Raizada... Just great... Your so called hi-fi life style, so much money that you brag about, can it buy you some respect for yourself in my eyes? Hell, no... So next time you learn not to demand respect but command it by your behavior..." She sighed, she knew nothing mattered to him.
When he does not acknowledge her in his life, her dreams and ambitions, mean nothing for him...
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