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He felt like the world was spinning, like he was wallowing away, like something had left him, something that had never been his to begin with. He could not believe his ears, what had she said? Was it true? It could not be true! She could not have possibly just uttered those words! The same words that I had said a few days ago. Is she happy? How could she be happy!? No she is not happy is she? He looked at her in horror, trying to figure out from her face if she was happy.
" Anjaliji, Humari bhi shaadi pakki hogayi hain. Sagaayi toh ho bhi gayi. Shaadi do hafton mein hain," Khushi told Anjali trying to avoid eye contact from the one person she could never look away from.
"Arey waah, yeh toh bahut acchi khabar hain khushiji. Hamein toh vishwas hi nahi ho raha hain. Aapko bahut bahut bhadaiyi ho".
Arnav watched her is she explained everything about her wedding to his sister with so much ease. It hurt. Her ignorance hurt him, making him realize that what he had done to her. But she does not care about me. Wait what?! I don't care about her either!! Then why the pain?
"Wow Chamkili i'm so happy for you. Meri bhi shaadi honewali hain aur tumhari bhi. Double shaadi"
"Jee haa Lavanyaji, Khushiji hamein lagta hain ki aapki devi maiyya hum par kuch zyada hi khush hain isliye chote bhi shaadi ke liye maan gaye aur aap bhi ab kisi ki dulhan baneg," Anjali said happily.
"Khushi bitiya aapke shaadi ki khabar sunke bahut accha laga. Hamara ashirwaad hamesha aapke saath hain," Nani said, getting emtional at the fact of never seeing Khushi again. She had grown fond of the girl and it hurt her to see Khushi leave.
"Hmm phinally phati saree ka humre ghar se phorever ke liye bye bye howat hain," Mami said, stopping when Nani glared at her.
Arnav watched as one by one the his whole family came out to meet his Khushi and tell her that they were happy that she was becoming someone elses'. They want my property to leave me? They are HAPPY that she is leaving me?! WAIT. Since when is she my property, argued a more sensible side of Arnav. Pushing the nagging voice aside, he did the best thing he knew to do, plan, plan a meeting with her, with Khushi.
Khushi stood there trying to be happy about all of the wedding wishes she was getting. Though it was really hard since she was getting wished for a wedding that she did not even want to go through. This is not what marriage is supposed to be like! Humne hamesha hamari shaadi ke sapne dekhe hain lekin kabhi bhi humne aisa kuch nahi dekha tha jo aaj hakikat mein ho raha hain. Humein iss shaadi se wo khushi kyun mehsoos nahi hoti jo hamein sapne dekhte waqt hoti thi? hume iss shaadi se khush kyun nahi hain? Hum khush nahi hain. Hum nahi hain khush. Agar babuji ka sawaal nahi hota toh hum yeh kabhi nahi karte. Hum shyamji ke saath kaise khush rahenge jab ki...jab ki humein sirf Arnavji ke saath hamaari zindagi bitaani hain, Khush ya dukhi. Humein farak nahi padta agar woh hum par din bhar chillayein, kyunki humein pata hai ki akhir mein woh hamare saath honge...hamare liye. Shyamji bhi hamare liye honge par kyuunn? Kyunnn devi maiyya!? Hum shyamji ke saath khush kyun nahi reh sakte!?! Woh hamare saath Arnavji se kahi goona behtar hain! Woh hamesha humse theek se baat karte hain, humesha hamara khayal rakte hain, humesha humein khush rakhne ki koshish karte hain! Phir humein kyun uss insaan ke saath rehna hain jo hamesha humein rulata hain, humein tadpata hain, humari kabhi nahi sunta aur wohi karta hain jo khudko sahi lage!?
She smiled as she thought of him and his temper issues. Sometimes he would love her and then the next moment he would be so mad at her. It was always strange how he seemed to do that, but she did not mind. Somehow, she found that a great part of their relationship. It was not predictable. Though one thing was, his love for her would never change, if only he loved her.
"Abhi se unke baare mein sochna bhi shoora hogaya khushiji? Itni badi muskaan jo hain apke chehre par. Toh khushiji humein apne "woh" ke baare mein kuch bataiye na. Unhe aapke tarha jalebiyaan pasand hain ki nahi?!" Anjali teased.
"Ha chamkili...batoa naa. Kya tum bhi mere tarha har waqt ASR ke baare mein sochti rehti ho? Unke liya unka favorite khana banati ho jaise meinne pakora's try kiye the APNE ASR, oops Arnavji ke liye," chimed Lavanya joining Anjali's assult.
Khushi winced at hearing Lavanya's thoughts. Humare Arnavji ke bare mein yeh aise kaise baat kar sakti hain? Woh Lavanyaji ke lagte kya hain?! kyuun, khyun woh unke baare mein itne haq se baat karto hain? Aisa toh nahi ki Arnavji lavanyaji se pyaar karte hain... Khushi stopped her thoughts immediately as she realized what she had been thinking. Hey devi maiyya hum yeh kya soch raha hain? Humein ho kya gaya hain?? Lavanyaji ko pura haq unke bare mein iss tarha se baat karne ka. Akhir mein Arnavji inke mangetar hain.
The thought brought the uninvited tears back to her eyes. He was, is, will, be her's. He never was mine. Humara haq nahi hai. She wanted to start bawling right there and then, the idea of living a life without him hurt her. She did not know what she wanted, but she knew that whatever she wanted, only her Arnav could give her that, not Shyamji, never Shyamji.
This was a marriage of convenience. A compromise that she had made with herself. She did not care for Shyamji, never had, never will. He was and always will be just a friend to her. She could not make her Buaji sad though, after all of the things the family had done for her. Khushi had to do this little deed so the family would be happy. Why would she go against her families wishes for a person who did not even want her? A person who did not even want to see her face! No she would marry Shyamji and make him pay. Woh hume apne zindagi se bahar chahte hain na? Wohi hoga! Hum jaarahe hain aur kabhi inke zindagi mein vapas nahi ayenge. Woh ab khush honge .
The thought should have made Khushi happy, but she was not happy at all. She did not want him to be happy without her. She knew it was such a selfish thought, but the idea that he would be happy without her burned her soul. Humhari shaadi Shyamji se honi wali hain, lekin kya hum yeh kar ke sach mein Arnavji ko saza de rahe hain ya...khudko?
Before she could think anymore she felt her hand being lifted. Looking up, Khushi saw Lavanya admiring the ring Shyamji had made her wear.
"Arrey wow Chamkili! This is beautiful! Lekin ek minute, tumne yeh ring apne left hand pe kyun daali hain? tumne hi kaha tha na ki yeh abshagun maana jaata hain?" Lavanya asked.
"Haan Khushiji! left hand pe kyun?" Anjali prodded.
"Mere baaye haat ke ungli ko thodi chot aayee hain Anjaliji, " Khushi said lifeless, finally looking up to see who her heart had wanted to see but her mind had refused to look at.
Arnav watched her as she got badgered with questions about her wedding with that man. Uski himmat kaise hui? Samajti kya hain apne aap ko? Kisi aur ke saath shaadi? How ridiculous!! Woh kisi aur se shaadi kaise kar sakti hain? Woh mere saath aise kaise kar sakti hain?! Wait what?
He smiled slightly when he saw that the ring was not on the right finger. Usually he did not believe in such rituals but at the moment, anything soothed his soul. Especially the fact that he had been the one to bandage the right hand ring finger. He wanted to hold on to the smallest details so he could attempt winning a war, this war for his Khushi, the war he had already lost since she was now engaged and he was to be engaged.
He had to meet her, talk to her. He had to know if she was doing this willingly. His mind told him to not act rash but his heart was doing it's own thing. He just had to talk to her and that is when his sister said the best thing, excuse he would need. See! This is why I love you Di! You are always there for me, he thought smirking.
"Oh Khushiji! Chotey abhi bhi ghar pe hain toh kyun na aap hi jaake apna paycheck abhi le lo?" Anjali asked.
"Arrey nahi Anjaliji! Hume paison ki zaroorat nahi hain!" Khushi replied trying to avoid having to go to his room, hating how her heart had started skipping just at the mention of him.
"Nahi nahi kya?! Go quick!" Anjali told Khushi pushing her to start walking.
Reluctantly, Khushi walked to where he would be, where she wanted to be, but she knew better than to want something that would never be hers. Timidly she walked into his room after waiting for someone to open the door for five minutes. She saw him staring at his pool in deep thought, making her wonder what was bothering him so much.
Walking up to him, she noticed the way he was glaring at the water. Waise hi ghoor rahe hain jaise humesha humein ghoorte hain, she thought absent mindedly.
"Anjaliji ne kaha aapke paas aan..." Khushi started but never finished her sentence since she felt him grabbing her by the hands and pushing her against the wall.
Arnav had known even before she had entered that she was there, in his garden, in his room, in his life. The idea of her slipping away from him hurt him so much. I need answers and I need them now. With that in mind, he turned around the moment she started talking and pushed her against the same wall they had been against when they had almost kissed.
"Yeh sab kya naatak hain?Tum shaadi kar rahi ho? Tume yeh sab socha bhi kaise?" asked Arnav, his temper rising as she tried to loosen his grip on her.
"Haan hum shaadi kar rahe hain aur yeh koi naatak nahi aur aap humse yeh sab kyun pooch rahe hain? Aur aapko kya farak padta hain?" Khushi spat at him refusing to back down from his physical abuse. Samajte kya hain khudko? Ek pal ke liye mujhpe raj kare phir humein aise phek diya aur ab phirse humein apne nazdeek laye? Hum koyi khilauna hain.kya?!
"Mujhe koi farak nahi padta Khushi Kumari Gupta. Tum samajti kya ho khudko? Shaadi kar rahi ho? haaa?? Shaadi kar rahi ho dammit? Kal tak toh yeh sab drama nahi chal raha tha aaj ekdumse yeh shaadi ki baat kaha se aayi? Arnav roared, hoping she would stop torturing him and just answer his damn question.
"Aapki problem kya hain? Yeh drama nahi hain Arnav Singh Raizada! Yeh sach hain. Humari shaadi honewali hain jaise aapki honewali hain Lavanyaji se. Aur behtar yahi hoga ki aap humse door rahe. Hamari shaadi honewali hain toh hamara aur aapka itne kareeb hona sahi baat nahi hain," Khushi told him, her heart breaking as she said it but she stood firm since he had clearly said she meant nothing to him, and she was not going to let him use her like that.
"What the? Kya kaha tumne?" Arnav questioned her grounding her hands and pushing himself on to her completely, "Tum par sirf mera haq hain. SIRF MERA. Tum kisi aur se shaadi nahi kar sakti. Only I have right over you. You can not just marry someone! Do you really think I would let you do that!?" Arnav yelled at her.
"It has nothing to do with you Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada! I am only your employee. Sorry, EX- employee! How dare you try to get involved in my personal life?!" Khushi yelled, pushing him off of her, hating him for trying to control her when he was the one who had put her in this situation.
Arnav, who was not prepared for this assult, stumbled back and stared at her in awe as she moved up to him.
Placing a finger on his chest, Khushi told him, " I am getting married Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada and you cannot do anything about that. I am leaving you life forever. You will never have to see my face ever again. Why am I even telling you all of this? Heck why should I even bother telling you details about my personal events?! You know how you said you never wanted to see me? Well guess what Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada, I, Khushi Kumari Gupta, do not want to see you either! I could care less about you!"
Khushi watched him as multiple emotions played on his face. She could see the guilt, hurt and anger which had been a reaction to her words, but she was beyond caring. Why do I let him affect me so much when he would not even turn around to look him once if I left? Haye Devi Maiyya! Hume shakti dena!
"I am leaving Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada forever. I have a life to live, and if you can get married then I can too right? So that is exactly what I am going to do. Stay away from your money, away from your family, and most importantly from you," Khushi said starting of bold but ending in a whisper, "Isn't that what you wanted Arnav? Well now your wish has been granted. Congratulations for your marriage with Lavanyaji and have a great life Arnav," Khushi choked out, feeling the tears coming up now.
She turned around and walked away from the pool as fast as her legs would allow her to. She had to get out of there, away from him. She walked past Anjaliji not even caring to listen to what she was saying. It did not matter, all she wanted to do was put some distance between him and her. As if the distance would make the pain go away, as if the distance would make the memories go away, as if the distance would make him go away from her mind.
Once outside the house, she broke into a sprint, stopping only when she came to a temple. There she cried her eyes out trying to see a future without him. Looking up into Devi Maiyya's eyes, she knew that what she had done was right. He was never mine to start with. I could not wrong Lavanyaji due to my intentions. With that she stood up, composing herself to bring back her smile that would now have to be plastered on her face forever. She would smile to keep her family happy, to keep Shyamji happy, to keep the Raizada family happy, to keep him happy with his decision.
Arnav watched as she turned around and walked away from him. Her every step hurt him and cut through his heart, breaking it into pieces. He wanted to stop her, to tell her that she meant everything to him, that he needed her, that he had kept the payal with him since he wanted to keep a part of her with him. And not just that, he had other things of hers that he would never give her back since he wanted to feel like he had her with him.
He watched as she took a step out of his garden, a step out of his room, a step out of his house, a step out of his life. She walked away taking the happiness out of his life, the happiness she had brought in with her cheeky and beautiful self. He watched her leave, thinking about all of the things she had made him do. He had apologized, laughed, calmed down, and even done childish deeds for her. She had changed something inside him, a change that he could feel slipping as she walked far from his reach.
For the first time he had felt his cold heart beat, beat for someone else. As that person now walked away, the heart had stopped beating like before. Blood still kept being pumped through his body, but he had become a reptile. A cold-blooded animal.
He watched as she finally exited from his life. Di's words rang in his mind as he lost sight of her retreating back now. When she will try to leave you, your breathing will stop. He put up his hand to his nose and still felt himself breathing. See Di! I proved you wrong!, he thought.
But he knew, that she had been right. His breath had stopped. The only reason he was still standing, still watching, still breathing was to see her back, back into his life, back into his reach, back into his arms.
Giving up, Arnav walked into his room and sat on the couch, burying his head in his hands.
"You were right Di. She has left me, and now I cannot breath, cannot move on, cannot live. She is my life, my breath, my heart and now I feel empty. But the thought that hurts the most is that... I am the culprit Di. I pushed her away, made her leave, leave me stranded. I, I am the cause of my own pain, " Arnav said in frustration.
"I pushed my Khushi, my love, my life away from me so, so I could live a life of a dead man, " he whispered in the thin air finally succumbing to his feelings as he fell down on his knees in despair.
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