Arshi FF: Ours Arnav-Khushi: Dil se Dil tak-CH :63,pg 242(NEW) - Page 44

Originally posted by: jyothirockz

I loved loved loved Khushi's Marathi comeback...it's hilarious how Arnav's dad knows both about Malai Koftha and Kadva Karela...

I would love to imagine Khushi's reaction when she comes to know of his knowledge.

Now, how could you stop the chapter right when it was time for Arnav's retort to Khushi's long speech.

Thanku thanku thanku thanku so much..

Ha ha...so the upcoming chapter will be with damm long speech....;)

Originally posted by: Uzii

Arnav deserved all the bashing which khushi gave him in Marathi bcoz no matter what when someone helps your parent who are critical than its your duty to thank them but Arnav didn’t say a single word instead he scolded her.

Right..he deserve that..but yeah some people'•spersonality and condn in which their upbringing comes up, make them such a hard person..

Thanku for putting views.

Originally posted by: aroohiw

Hey dear thank u for such lovely updates well khushi is damn cute removing her frustration by talking in marathi haha no doubt arnav is intrigued by her i mean who wont she is like that. But more than arnav i dislike aman and anjali the most how pathetic both of them are . Cant wait to see how arnav is going to help khushi out even he will come to lnow her truth, will anjali Instigate hatred towards khushi also lavanya can be included in the list of hating khushi. Ghosh i dont knw how is khushi going to handle things when she is surrounded by devils haha . Poor sheetal i hope karan bails her out of the hell she is in and shyam gets worst of punishment . I love this story i mean it love love what a talented writer u are my friend tc

Thanku so much dearest...:)

And glad to know u are liking it...

Oh yeah sure, more in coming chapters..:) more n more ia awaiting

Dil Se Dil Tak

Chapter 31

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I was so much involved in writing this chapter that I wrote some 5000+ words, 15 pages. I thought to split into 2 chapters, but somehow felt the need to split it in 2 parts . Hope you will like it.

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PART-1

1:PM out in Cafeteria Park.

“I can’t believe I am so relieved. Man halka ho gaya. ” Khushi says to kishore as they finally found the place to sit for lunch.

“Marathi mai bolker kya jataya? …Firing karna hi tha English yeah hindi mai karti..kya fyada”” Kishore taunts her by pulling the chair for himself.

“Bypass surgery ho jata wahi par”

“How are you so sure he might have not understood?” Kishore replies as he opens his lunch box

“I had read in one of his interview” Khushi replies opening her box.

“Wao you bought paratha? …Kishore suddenly gets excited

“No No No ... I am not going to share it today. Damm hungry. And I don’t like what you have bought.. she peeps into his…again rice sambar.?. you even bought it same yesterday”

“haha.. ye kal ka hi hai.. Garam karke laya hu... You know I cook in a way so that it can last atleast for 2 days. Kaun banayega roz roz”

“Unbelievable.But Aaj iss parantha par sirf mera adhikar hai., because I am dam starving”

Before she could start with eating, she gets a call from one of member of other team regarding some issue.

“Shit! I have to go now, some issue in application. Urgent.I will have my lunch later” Khsuhi conveys making a face and leaves the place.

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INDIA

Somewhere near highway:

Is it all worth what Iam doing? His one side of brain ask, definitely, responds other. She was not his friend, she was not any love soul mate, no blood connection. He was bowled initially by her flawless beauty, her eyes which distressed him and then he happens to sleep or we say and even which karan thinks,he raped her!, though there was no objection from her because she was being getting injected with drugs so that her body responds to all sort of sexual force. He felt guilty, he felt ashamed. But that incident made him restless, as if her soul was calling for help, as if he is the one who would come and take her out of that pit. As if destiny had some other plans, it never brings anyone in your life without a reason.

This web of rapists, trafficking, prostitution business, we hear it on daily basis…is a large network, with links attached and attached and attached. The moment Thakur came to know about sheetal being used by karan and even Pillai, he could not tolerate the news that his one of manager was making money out of his so could mistress he used to keep for himself. He with his manhood at worst, raped tortured sheetal badly without drugs infact , and then his trusted manager sold her off to nearby village which is central point of hub for trafficking women. What is their fate depends on how beautiful the women is , how well the body responds.. will drug does that magic? . Lakhs will be spent on this and those people make sure, these women are never let free .Either sell them again to local prostitution business,different place, different country, or if nothing works, sell their body parts.

Karan stood motionless. He definitely needs a support. Well, he has taken this step to find that women who in fact is nothing to HIM.

Karan rushes his car in the direction the old women had mentioned. Off few kilometres he got connected to highway. So he took possible mentioned turns, and encountered a good number of wooden houses. He stops his vehicle. Confused looking at his sourrounding.

He pressed his hand against steering wheel, where should I search her?

“What made me to believe old lady? Could be some plan by. ?”

He came out from his car and looked possibly in all directions. How can I possibly enter in each house and check? He brushes his hand on his hairs, unable to take next step. He took few steps to stand by his front engine, when he saw suspicions activity few meters away, few ladies bought some women dragging and made them to sit inside a tata sumo. He was not able to see any faces though. He then walked few meters and his eyes confirmed what he worst imagined;. He was fumed, when he saw there was one little girl to be bought next.

“Oh No. !.” he kept his palm on his mouth, shuttered by that sight. Is she there too?

He quickly made his way towards the car , and then made it to park few meters just opposite of that house.

“Should I barge like this unprepared? Should I bring police? But it would be too late. This is near highway, Damm, village name? He searched, but did not get any find any. Few kms from kumpta village., but? No time. I cannot rush back to find the one“

He slowly traces his path near the tata sumo, carefully placing his each and every steps. His eyes quickly move towards the car number, he was on right side of the vehicle.He tries to look inside, Gssshh..He could find her sitting at other side, her eyes closed and head resting on the cushion support. “She is here ..finally” I need to bring them out. He knocks the glass window... She did not respond, but the other woman whose eyes where in sunken state looked look towards him in confusion. He waves to keep quiet. He then bent towards the driver side and no was there, slowly he moved towards the backdoor, when a hefty village man taps him. He fumes his eyebrow.

quick mental calculation of 5 sec.followed Should I directly ask him? But They could possibly kick me in no time. Pillai was with responsible for all this, ,. So if I l take his name, will they ….

“Look,I work with Pillai. He has sent me to ..sent me to.., before he could even complete,. he felt terrible twinge on his head and darkness engulped him.

After few minutes, here gained consciousness. He suddenly wakes up with pain on his head. He looked around in expiration, no vehicles, house was locked.

“Shit!”.No!!!! Where did they take them?

Composing himself,he rushed to his car and next searched for nearest police station. He began explaining the constable what he witnessed. Constable in no time guessed he is not someone local, looking on the way he dressed, the watch and the car he just parked in front of station!.

He unnecessarily dragged the situation, unnecessarily pressing of questions as if they don’t bothered to take his complaint down. His spine chilled.

‘Iam supposed to here give a compliant. There is terribly wrong went in nearby village, girls were captured. Could you care to investigate?”

“You have a proof?”

“I am the eye witness”

Constable least cared and was purposely trying to humiliate him further, waiting for any nerd actions from karan and to put him in jail. But karan remained composed. He had already guessed by the time, that something is fishy. The men’s are involved. He smartly made an excuse,.coming to conclusion that guys have police support..

“This would surely not let me live peacefully if I don’t find them soon, before its late!”

What should I do, what to do, how to do..I cannot practically track them..now back to square one.. This investigation should be now done from someone higher authority..This is something big. ..Thats only way we can track them. various thoughts popping inside him.

How how how how? calm down. karan.!

He called few of his contacts to connect to district commissioner. But alas, he did not get the call transferred. Series of phone calls.

“No karan. Sorry “

“Sorry.He is not available”

“What is the case..? one of the police men asks…

Pause silence.,when Karan tells about the case.

Silence..

” Commissioner is busy”

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Tik Tok Tik...

12:30 : Office Building:

“And what is this “kadu karla”?” he frowned his eyebrows

“Bitterest Bittergaurd. Kadwa karela”

He came out of the cabin in slightly fuming state. “How dare she even talk me like this?” “And that’s what she was fuming in Marathi? God knows what all she said”. He went straight towards Khushi’s workplace.He did not find anyone!. Lunchbreak. He made his footsteps back to manohar cabin. Fuming, folding his fist and pacing in large cabin from one end to other, that’s what Manohar saw him doing when he returned back from restroom.

“Whats wrong?”

No reply. He was lost!. Oh when did I see him lost? Never! Manohar analyzed.

Arnav then abruptly realized there is some music playing in on in background.

“pyar hame kis mod pe le aaya..

Ke dil kare hye, koi ye bataye, kya hoga….”

He stopped in his track and was dumbfounded

“dad!. What is this?

“what?”

“Song?Seriously?”

“Oh you were listening? Thought why not to entertain myself because your ears had been to some unofficial walk”

He finally gave a short pause to his pacing mind and cursing tongue. “I was..I was thinking on my some script”

Manohar did not look at him and clicked on >> and smiled what played next.

“Ye Dil na hota awara ..Kadam na hote bechara,

Jo khubsurat koyee apana humsafar hota”

“dad!! Seriously??? Hindi song? What’s wrong with you? He now pulled the chair and sat opposite him looking at his father with big question mark.

“This Amazon carvan was lying here untouched from long time. So was testing it. Its amazing. Nice collection“ Next>>

“Inteaha ho gayi ..intezar ki. Aayai na kuch khabar mere yar ki”

“oh Look kishore in its best form and what a film it was!”

Next>>

“Aane wala pal, jaane wala hai..ho sake to isme zindagi bitalo pal ye jo jaane wala hai….

Manohar closed his eyes reminiscing the beauty of music, shaking his head , lifted his left hand “Golden days they were. We grew up listening these”

“Suddenly?Out of all the work you have?”

“Iam following doctors and yours prescription on a serious note”

“Care to explain?”

“Relax is what you all were bombarding. I am just doing that. This caravan is so cool”

Next>>

Milti hai zindagi mein mohabbat kabhi kabhi..

“Oh. Stop Dad. . .Its so irritating 70’s 60’s music? “

“irritating? How dare you say that.. Best of Kishore and Rafi sahab.Golden era. Concentrate on lyrics.. kya andaaz tha..make yourself relax and listen. Come out of your collection of Stephen Rayo

Arnav folded his hand, pushed up his chairs and looked at his father in unbelievable note.

“what!! Ou never heard kishore and Rafi hits? Cant believe! . Why did not I make you listen in childhood..You blood pressure will calm down,.. the muscles will get stretched …Common FEEL IT”..

“ The only thing I can feel is, the hormones which were most probably active at the age of 16 have suddenly resurfaced for you at age of 61” Arnav gave one deadly look. He kept himself busy in checking for his next assignment plans. But is it possible that your mind could anytime ignore to the music getting played background.

stillness…..

“ek ajnabi haseena sai yuh mulakat ho gayi.. phir kya hua..ye na pucho..kuch aise baat ho gayi…”

1st line- no asar..

Wo achanak aa gayi, yu nazar ke samne …jaise nikal aaya ghata se chaand”

2nd line--…oh yeah…His mind made him to remember his first meet with khushi out of blue moon, when she was unconscious and he caught held her..

Next>>

“Tumhari nazar kyu kafa ho gayi

Khata baksh do agar khata ho gayi.

Saja hi sahi, aaj kuch to mila hai..

Saja mai bhi ek pyar ka silsila hai

and then he remembered her firing words..

“Enough I am going” “Why I am meeting all crazy annoying people now days. What a taste! “ He spoke out suddenly. Manohar looked at him in surprise.

“I have to soon ask my PA to book tickets to India”

“Not before our evening celebration!. And common I am just sick!”

“Oh!.I can clearly see you that”

Arnav frustrated was walking out, when Akash comes in.

“A quick meet on promotion rating/?”

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After the meeting with Akash, Arnav proceded towards cigar zone when he heard Khushi talking with Chinese team member. He traced his foot towards the side and her words kept him glued.

” Take my suggestion- Don’t ever watch his serial..”

“Excuse me” She was quick to identify that husky voice. Khushi turned back in frisson. Seeing Arnav standing behind her, she was bit nervous. She then bite her tongue in slow motion, rotated her eyes and slowly turned back facing the Chinese women. Arnav took few steps and exactly stood adjacent to the women. Khsuhi avoided eye contact with him.

“You are giving my false publicity Ms Khsuhi”

“Oh is it. ?I thought I was helping you. Khushi composed herself for the situation

“Oh care to explain”

You don’t like fans right. So I was giving her warning.”

“That’s where people misjudge me. You really don’t know me well.” Both stare at each other, as if both wanted to break the wall, the glances were broken when the women spoke to Arnav asking for his autograph. Arnav now looked at her., who kept smiling seeing him.

“Please,autograph?” the women asked.

“Sure,”Arnav stretched his hand for any note”

“Oh my god. I don’t have any book right now. Oh my god. “ She was excited seeing Arnav agreeing to sign and responding back. “Can you please sign here..she extended her palm now

“heck. God listened. Why is she shouting OMG these many times. “ khushi muttered.

“Why Not” Arnav holded her palm and looked towards Khushi, “Your name Ms beautiful?”

“It’s Rosy” Women suddenly sound cheerful. It’s my English Name; she spoke,as if it mattered to the two creatures standing beside her.

Arnav then bent his body towards Khsuhi, which made khsuhi shiver a bit in shock, and then he picked the pen which khsuhi was holding in her hand. That left her more distress.

ARnav then signed on Rosy’s hand, which left khushi open mouth and filed with jealousy. Although for a moment, she was confused with Arnav reaction. She thought after she spat him in Marathi , he would dare give an anxious look. But he was calm. Rosy then made her way to adjacent lift smiling back to both of them, but not without saying a word to Khushi in her ears “He is attractive and adorable. You guessed his name wrong” , which left fuming khushi.

Khushi ignored Arnav ,who’es eyes where fixed on her. With that sudden discomfort, she started walking towards her cubicle to avoid facing him.

“Khushi. I need to talk to you?” He called her from behind, but khushi did not bother , pressing her fingers she kept her pace. “ NO NO.

“How dare she ignore me 2nd time!” He frowns, folds his fist and walked towards her,

Khushi could sense his presence behind him suddenly, before she could turn back, his big hand engulfed hers gently, yet his grip was strong enough for her to resist. Before even she could respond to sudden action of his, he pulled her to Anjalis’ cabin.

“What are you doing? This is , she paused and looked shocked. “Anjali’s cabin?”

“She is not here!” he was quick to reply. She broke his grip and stepped back.

“You cannot pull me like this?This is office, we work here. I hope there is something called professionalism?” She was commanding and her words did not feel pleasant.

“How dare you to ignore my words? “ He greeted his teeth.

“I was having some work” she ignored him avoiding his gaze

“Oh. What were you thinking, ? Arnav Singh Raijyada was calling you to chit chat ?

Now it was no wayto avoid his eyes. She looked straight into them now!. “oh, was it work related”

And what was that?, what were you speaking few minutes before? . Do you even realize about whom you were speaking?, oh !, Offcourse at first place , you did not even think that this is office and you working here for whom? He observed her eyes which looked at his one straight. ”Oh yes, rightly assumed! For Raijyada cooperates” He continued and”yes for that, I assume there is some professionalism to be known how to talk , what to talk and when to talk ,noting the point when you are exactly been working under them! Your clients”

Khushi was trying to open her mouth, when he stopped her‘ a ah.“ He raised his eyebrows, I am not yet done. Now there was some nervousness in her face, with the commanding language Arnav was speaking.

“How dare you speak about me Miss Gupta infront of someone? Having lost of your mind, exactly who I am? Do you even realize what my status is, and as a star? His face was sober, the eyes probing her mind again

‘I am sorry” she suddenly interrupted, turned and tried to go from the room, leaving arnav in mid sentence and surprised.

“Oh ! So you to want to clearly run? defensive?!”His voice composed but yet confused with her sudden change of action.Few moments before this girl almost shouted in Marathi , and then openly mocked about him, and now she is just asking sorry and going away.

Khushi did not turn back and continued towards door. He pulled her arm and pushed her towards wall,holding in his tight grip. “Not before giving me damm answers”.

Both could now easily hear each other breath. He did not miss her starry eyes, filled now with some ambiguity. She saw him intrepid.”What is he upto?”

“Wha at yo u want to ask? She muttered slowly, her lips making their own slow motions. Oh this time he didn’t miss to see her pink lips with shiny balm.

“How in the world you had my PERSONNAL number? He asked digging straight into her eyes, stressing on the word personal.

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PART 1 END

Dil Se Dil Tak

Chapter -31

PART 2

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India:

“Madam,do not worry. We will find out them! “

“I had warned you guys, What are you guys taking money for?”

“Sorry madam. But we are trying to find out. We did not knew they would find some thing so soon and before we actually arrived the door was locked.”

“HOW COULD YOU BE SO CARELESS? IAM PAYING YOUR TEAM A LUMSUM AND YOU CAN’T EVEN DO THIS SIMPLE THING. KEEP AN EYE ON SOMEONE?. NOW LOOK FOR THEM,

FIND OUT THE NEAREST TRAVELLERS, CONTACT THEM, AND WHAT THE HELL WAS OWNER DOING ? DID NOT YOU GIVE HIM SUFFICIENT MONEY TO KEEP AN EYE On THEM”

“Sorry madam. Will find out soon”

When the call got disconnected, the man barged to other subordinates to quickly check on near by transport travellers who could have helped Gupta family in shifting., while the women at other end could not stop mentally cursing Khushi to enter in Arnav life. Oh hell, the women was suffering from Obsessive love disorder(OLD) stage 3. A psychological disorder where a person is extremely domineering about the thing or person in a possessive way. They get alarm for that third person who might possibly destroy all their relations. They will not be in a state to accept that the person they are affectionate towards have already broken up. In simple they cannot see the person whom they are in crazy love with somebody else. The mind keeps on creating it’s illusion theories and gives the final motive to keep harming that third person. Although their usual life will be absolutely normal.

Lavanya throws her medicine in fury. I am ok. Why do have to take these tablets. Arnav one day, will come back to me.He has to.! Just matter of time.

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Shanghai

“Howin the world you had my PERSONAL number? He asked digging straight into her eyes, stressing on the word personal. That left her in blow.She remained to be silent.

Silence

She was quiet,engulfing herself.

“I asked you something KHUSHI?” He firmed his grief, her silence was disturbing, irritating, making him out of patience, if anytime he has so muchinvested his emotions on someone.

“Ouch.”.she sighed in pain when his ROLEX platinum watch hit her metallic bangle (Don’t worry, she won’t bleed here..; Don’t assume anything ;))

“How in the world you know I don’t know Marathi?” his eyes changing their dynamics .

SILENCE. probably she was suddenly not prepared for this question coming in nick of time.

“Speak!. Why are you silent now?

“Meri marji mai kyu batao aapko? “ She spoke after such a long pause and with such an attitude, that did not go again well with him.

“Thori der pehlai to bahut kuch suna rahi thi?” ,What was that you were shouting in exposed air? Who gave you that rights to speak in the name of Arnav Singh Raijyada? He was provoking her again.

What was that? Common..come again? He demanded

Something like..A for Attitude? , R for ??? He spoke fixing his eyes on her

“RUDE” She spoke finally bit louder,

A moment of stillness. Challenging each others eyes.

“Aren’t you now behaving me with the same?”As she said now with confidence, he greeted his teeth and looked sideways.

“Tumhe pata bhi hai violent ka matlab kya hota hai…? Looking back at her he spoke again, making his grip tight.

He paused suddenly and then his husky voice repeated” And what was that you spoke in mararthi..? BAVLAT, BEAKAL, , aur kya kyag ali di muje? And oh I suppose , kadwa karela really?

He pushed himself bit closer to her and spoke in low tone..Only if you had that luxury of being with the actor , ASR , the sexiest Asian model,you would be knowing how well iam really bitter?; Wanna s?

“Whaat ar youuu saying?” Her voice now with pain stricken,brain trying to quickly analyse the meaning of the sentence he spoke.

“DARR gayi?”

“Muje kisi sai darr nahi lagta”

“Oh!, he curved his eyebrows.””then why Marathi?” Did not have guts to face me speaking straight?“Or say Miss Gupta don’t want to take any risk to speak her mind out?directly?oh dam ASR eminence and giving him direct challenge?

He was searching for answers. “I will consider the later than? Seems like Khushi Gupta run away from challenges?

“I never run away. I have proved many times” Khushi replied when he revoked her again.

“Then why are you running away accepting to take new AR role? Too scared to take challenging roles?” As he sad, she briefed his face. What is he suddenly speaking about my rejection of AR offer? He knew?

“I am not scared. I have some commitments” she replied looking down.

“Oh I see, shaadi ki jo jaldi hai tumhe.” His voice was highly irritable. He could not consider the news what Akash finally gave to Manohar few minutes before.

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“A quick meet ?” Akash comes in and there began a series of discussion on promotion, shares division to be given to some higher employees of local Chinese employees, performance analysis and the impact. It was always difficult for Arnav to sit infront of Akash for long time. Some people don’t charm you enough and you have that an irritating feeling engulfing you ,and he was one in arnav’s eyes, possible reason that the affair he is having with Anjali. Arnav did not entertain in the matter much, as it was least interested thing for him to involve in all these company politics. He finally got up from the chair when the discussion on promotion began and moved near windows. Shuffling with things around, mainly the artifects kept near the wooden rack, he heard Akash taking Khushi ‘s name. That definitely made him attentive at sudden. It was regarding Khushi getting offered to work for AR group, directly with Parent company.

“Khushi is in no terms to accept the offer”Akash spoke. “It was a clear NO.”

“Strange!.That was a good offer. Reason?” Manohar spoke, He once thaught he would personally offer the top position in the company, but he left to Akash,considering he would be right person.

“Personal Issue is what she could all say. Infact she is leaving India in another 4 days. That itself came as surprising news for me” As Akash finished, Arnav was however left taken aback.

“Oh that’s not the good news. She was a good resource.” Manohar spoke.

“ Is she mad, or not in sense to reject this valued position. ” The part of Arnav ‘smind spoke within him

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“It’s my personal matter” she took her eyes away from him. He looked disturbed suddenly and it didnot miss from her sight when she looked back towards him.

“aur waise aapko kyu pharak padh raha hai? I join with AR or I go India, get married, whatever..Apko kyu pharak padh raha hai. Mr raijyada?”

“Oh that was one dead arrow shot, he was fora minute left in blank state. Oh hell Right she was, why did I feel bad for her, when the news of her leaving the AR group came in? Why the hell did I feel bad when I heard she rejected the top level post, a post which could have change the dynamics of her career, for all the talent , intelligence she posses. For all that she is capable of doing , she would make it waste, if she sacrifice her career for a dam thing called MARRIAGE.

“Don’t do this khushi. You have all the potential to rise to great height. Don’t let your credibility go waste. Don’t.. “ All that he suddenly felt , he could not put out of his mouth. “Well, he was still not able to anser himself. Why she affects him so much.

“You still haven’t given the anser to me?” oh the well, good actor he was,he quickly threw the ball in her plate to avoid to answer the obvious “kyu pharak padta hai”, well he was still searching from the time he met her.

“Ok, If you insist!. So Mr Raijyada, I had asked you, what kind of Son you are?

“What nonsense!”

“I am not yet done”

“How much you love your father?”

“Shutup”What the hell she was trying to tell

“Oh gussa aaya? Kyu? You were insisting me to speak right. Ab himmat rakhiye sunne ki..

Consider the fact that, if your loved one has fallen sick, and some third person has come to his rescue,and I suppose, 99% people in this world , who have heart will take no less time saying a simple word “Thank YOU”. I was like “How come Arnav did not even say this?” isn’t some one deserves a bit for the price of saving your father life. Infact all normal people will do I think”she continued.“How can you take things granted?”
His brows fumed

“Oh I see. So the problem is there? You assumed, since that you have saved ASR father life?, he would come and appreciate you, then he will take you for dinner, a candle night dinner maybe..and then gifts? Its rare to fall good place in ASR heart right” he cunningly winked.

“NO Mr Raijyada wrong. I am not upset for what you thought”

“Agreed,I felt strange , I fel terribly taken back when you did not even have courtesy to convey me, and I still not able to digest, how could you not when you love your father so much…but that did not made me upset.”

She paused , and then continued.

“You see, there was a person in my life without whom I never imagined anything. I felt happier when I used to walk holding his hands, we would go for long walks.We would in evening many time go to our favourite sweet and snacks shop and spend the precious time,

“What she is trying to tell? , Love saga?Oh if any other girl would have been saying this emotional, he would have left the place in a blink of an eye, but he stood there, all his ears and eyes opened for her.stating I am listening, but …case of Broken heart?

. We would sit together and watch old hindi movies.. I would just wait for him to tell all my problems and he had solutions for all of them,he made me laugh, he made me to see world indifferent perspective,..I adored him, I loved him..but one day,

he stopped coming to me….he stopped holding my hands,..he stopped walking with me…he stopped eating with me….he stopped going out with me….he stopped TALKING with me..

“by the time , Arnav could see her eyes full, a state which he had never seen before..

“HE stopped talking to ME” she repeated the same, a child like innocent statement,now those droplets were finally making to her cheeks. He could see that,..

“I wondered, How could he do to me?.I loved him so much. For 2 days I shut my selfin close door..trying to digest the fact he be will be there for me, But he would never be the SAME PERSON AGAIN..

“Mr Raijyada, my father had suffered a paralysis attack and he would not talk and walk anymore like before ..Many days I just saw him in that same hospital bed. It took her mind back to childhood memories of barefoot strolls down dusty lanes

His gaze ran over her face searching-may be surprised that she spoke her mind. Her throat constricted and she pushed the thought from her mind. She inced as she stood ,and glanced up into those dark eyes that gave every indication he could read her mind. Tears filled her eyes again, but she forced the water to fight

Arnav looked away from her. Her father!. He could not digest the news. “Oh dam, he remembered the statement he told her the previous night when she was showing sympathy? How could I be so disheartened some time?What happens to me?

“You were right. How should I feel the pain right? How would I understand right seeing someone on ICU?

“But yeah. I don’t like someone to show me sympathy too!. For the same reason, what my father thought me.To be fearless, to be happy , to enjoy the moment, and to provide selfless care and love..That what made me help your father in first place. Shayad koi aur bhi hota to mai karti..because there should not be some son or daughter who should not go to same pain, what I underwent!...and that I give the word HUMAINITY

“If iam happy, ia m laughing it does not mean, I don’t have any pain burned in my heart? ““Sirf ham dikahte nahi hai ARNAV SIR” She stressed out specifically SIR , considering the clients they were and he was boosting of that many a time and his prominence.

Till then, he had reproached her in his heart and tried to depise her, but he now felt so sorry for her that there was no room in his soul for reproach

“I am So” he was short of many words. He was struggling for words and wished to form itself on his behalf. Khsuhi sensed he was struggling.

“Trying to tell me Sorry? Oh.How can you?. You are star, Asia’s super model? It won’t go with your charisma or I say status?”

Struggling Struggling..Fist tightened

“Shayad koi aur hota to aap shayad bol dete. Its ME and that’s’y I think you won’t or may be you can’t..”

He turned his gaze back from her. There was a long silence in a room for few seconds.

Khsuhi, looked at him, turned and was making her way towards door, when he caught her hand suddenly and said

“I am Sorry” There followed a long pause, followed by an abrupt thank you. Shayad koi aur hota to mai kabhi nahi bolta.. Its U and thatsy ,” his other side of brain spoke inside him.

He whispered over and again.”Iam sorry Khushi”

She was silent, emotional old memories were already playing havoc in her mind.

“I am sorry.. I never meant to” he said again. This time Khushi felt the warmth of his hand. The hold was different, the words were different, the affection was different, the voice was different and the attitude was different….the hands were clutched for long few seconds, before both of them realized they have held for long time.

Both of them slowly released from each other grip.

He never allowed anyone but khsuhi to see that side of him, the sudden emotional state he was in. Khsuhi was silent for a second and suddenly she was in her own state of mind.

“Did you tell something?” Arnav asked looking confused at her

“huh?..No.. nO…!.. nothing. “

He then for a first time gave a slight smile, and confused khushi returned him back with same slight curve.”Both were uncomfortable suddenly. Too much non sense, Too much drama..too much emotion..and then suddenly they were silent!”

She turned back to open the door, when he held his hand on door handle and opened it fo rher!.which left khushi surprised..

“MALAI Kofta-> KADwa KARELA “

“KADWA KARELA – MALAI KOFTA”

“mALAI KOFTA sai ab RASMALAI?”

“RASMALAI!????” she engulped. No khushi..

She just smiled back at him. When Arnav was making his way towards Manohar cabin, he heard Khushi calling him out.

“Yes?” he responded in question.

“To ek vel hota, jevha amchi tumchya shi dhadak jhali, kahi tari asa ghadale, ki amhi harvun gelo. To vel pan baiman hota, pan khup sundar hota. Kahi tari apale asa milale, amhi vicharkela nahi, phakt aplya kada sambhalun thevun ghetla”

“What! ?”

Khushi grinned

“If you can decode this, you will get the answer for how in this dam world I got your PERSONAL number and much more and yes thanks for confirming me , you still don’t know MARATHI..for a minute I thought you literally knew..when you said the meaning of you know..BAVLAT …. BEAKKAL

She grinned..

“Unbelievable.Exactly 5 mins before she cried and now she is mad again!.

“Miss Gupta., For all the things you can code , I don’t have dam free time in this world to decode this stupid thing. I am Arnav Singh raijyada. Remember? Sexiest actor and the model , 40 percent share holder in the company in which you are working…..and I guess for that it might not be so difficult for you to get my number. Feel yourself Lucky” He smirked and went away.

That left our poor khushi ‘s eyes and mouth wide open.

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Back at the cabin, Arnav saw his father smiling, the smile which he has not seen in recent times. . Only if he knew manohar came almost to Anjali’s cabin to check for something, and that he did not miss to see Arnav apologizing..

“Milti hai zindagi mein Mohhabbat kabhi kabhi…”the song was now that was currenly playing in the cabin.

“Not again dad!’ He howled, but this time, his expressions were not bad.He opened his Ipad and was busy with some mails,

“dad,you were going to East Nanzing, you had some work “

“Yeah.I will leave in a minute. Not that important though, but its good long ride”

“Ok then, I need rest, I would be at home. I will have lunch there” Arnav replied. Before manohar could reply, Khushi knocks the door with laptop in her hand.

Khushi smiled at manohar and eventually to Arnav who remained calmed as if nothing happened few minutes before.”Ajeeb hai..say cheese Mr Arnav!.” She murmured.

“Sorry Sir, I just happened tosee your mail.You asked me to meet “ Khsuhi spoke facing manohar.

“Since Akash is not in, can you show your analysis to Ricard now and mail me details?”

“Ok sure Sir. But I had some bank work in east Nanzing. I would send after I come. Its bit something urgent. I need to leave right now.”

“Sure. Not a problem.” He paused, then he looked at Arnav.

“thank you sir.”

“See you in evening celebration then”

“Sure Sir”. She smiled and now looked at where Arnav was standing and turned back immediately.

“Khsuhii?” She heard manohar calling and she faced him back

“Yes Sir?”

“By the way, Arnav was going to the same place. He paused and continued looking at Arnav

. Arnav why don’t you drop her off.“

This left both Arnav and Khushi surprised.Both looked at each other and then to Manohar.

Kyu Milti hai nazar

Kyu hota hai Asar

Kyu hoti hai sahar

Na tum jaano na hum

While Manohar could next think of only one song—

Aaj mausam bada beiman hai bada beiman hai……

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wow awesome update it was so so cute the conversation arnav and khushi had. chalo atleast karan is ready to help sheetal its sad sheetal still has to through so much u reminded me of udta punjab where shahid comes to save alia . i hope sheetal becomes strong and becomes a fighter . i just hope arnav doesnot misunderstand khushi and manohar helps her out and take her side and explain to arnav that she is not opportunist. i just cant wait to know wether arnav willbe with khushi when anjali , aman and lavanya would play their game? i m getting bad feeling that the rio AAl would join hands together lets

see. neways thanx for amazing update

Wonderful again

Though we expected the truth to come out, u n Khushi dodged it this time.. Dekhte hain kab tak😅😅

Karan lost Sheetal.. Oh God!! Now she has to endure more pain😓😓

Loved the songs played by Manohar based on the situation😂😂

And last, but not the least, absolutely adored the Arshi moments..

Keep updating at this pace

Love

Vandie

part 1

Karan lost track of Sheetal. How will he find her now? The police doesn't want to get involved.

part 2

Was not expecting Lavanya to be the woman behind Khushi's troubles.

The mighty ASR apologized.

Their relation is improving he apologised to her n now all is well almost n with manohar playing Cupid 💘 I think Arnav will soon realise his feelings for khushi,the mystery woman who wanted khushi n her family homeless was none other than Lavanya n not Anjali.