OS: Love never dies..

It was the day of holi and the occasion called for a grand celebration. And so, grand it was! The RM was beautifully decorated as usual and preparations were under way. But the atmosphere in the house unfortunately wasn't as festive. Days had passed since that day she got married but it still felt like it happened yesterday. Anjali had begun to soften up just a little bit to Khushi but Naniji and Mamiji remained firm and didn't want anything to do with her.
Khushi woke up that morning, tired from crying all night. Not a day had passed where she didn't cry herself to sleep. She missed her old life. She hated how things were now. She was more alone than she could ever be and the one person who she thought she could rely on , hated her.
Her mind flashed back to that day. "I hate you, Khushi Kumari Gupta. I can't stand you. You disgust me. Get OUT!" he said, his eyes were full of rage.
She pressed her eyes shut praying that this was just a horrible nightmare.
He hated me from the beginning. She thought to herself remembering how much he tortured her when they first met. He always treated her poorly, then why was she still drawn to him? How could she still want to be around him when he's been nothing but mean to her? Why?
These questions kept coming in her mind.
"Khushiji.. The pooja will start in a while, please get ready and come down" Anjali said.
Khushi looked up, dazed ..
"O-okay Anjaliji. I shall be down soon." she managed to reply. And she put away all the disturbing thoughts aside and went to get ready.

As she walked down the stairs, the entire family was downstairs for the pooja. She wore a pretty sari and her hair was down. She looked beautiful as ever, as usual.
Arnav automatically looked up and glanced at her, how could looks be so deceiving he thought. He couldn't take her eyes off her. After what seemed like an eternity , he glanced away.. ashamed that he let Khushi see him staring at her.
The pooja went on well, all Khushi could think about was her family. She remembered how every year she'd celebrate holi with her mother, buaji and Payal.
"Hai re nandkishore!" Buaji would exclaim when Khushi would naughtily put colour all over her face.
She remembered how she and Payal would run around the house playing holi. She remembered how carefree she was then.
She looked at Payal now, her back turned towards Khushi. Payal had still not forgiven Khushi. She barely talked to her now. Khushi sighed.

Meanwhile the celebrations carried on. Lots of people had come to the RM and everyone was having a good time. Khushi stood in the back quietly to herself not knowing what to do. Someone came from behind her and smeared colour all over her face. Shocked, she turned around to see who it was only to find out that it was Shyam!
"Happy Holi Khushiji.." he smirked. "Aap aaj bohot acchi lag rahin hain" he said with an evil grin.
"Aap humse door rahiye" Khushi said , disgusted. She walked away quickly.
Shyam watched her walk away and said to himself, " Khushiji, you will come back to me soon. You can't keep walking away. Soon, you'll be mine" he smirked as he grabbed an entire glass of bhaang and chugged it down.
Arnav sat in his room. He hated holi. It was loud and immature. To him, he just wanted this day to get over. He wanted everything to get over. He heard some footsteps outside his room. He ignored it and went back to his work.
After a while he heard a thud. He continued to do his work.
Hours had passed and it was evening now. Arnav was surprised that Khushi hadn't showed up yet. Thinking to himself that it was good that he finally got some time away from her. Whenever she was around he always seemed to be doing the wrong things. Just then Anjali came to his room looking nervous. "Chote, have you seen Khushiji?" she asked worriedly. "I haven't seen her since the pooja in the morning and I've looked everywhere. Shyamji had some urgent work so he left, I had no one to help me so I was searching for Khushi. Chote, tell me did you see her?" Anjali asked.
"No Di, I thought she was with you?! Relax, she'll be around. You go ahead and inform om Prakash to look for her, I'll come in a minute" he said.
"Okay" she said. As she turned around and walked away Arnav thought , Shyam went for an urgent work? Khushi missing? Did they run away together!? Angered , he was just about to storm out of the room when he received a phone call.
"Arnavvv... " Shyam laughed. "Arnav, Arnav, Arnav looking for something? Or should I say someone? " he grinned.
"WHERE is she?" Arnav managed to say through gritted teeth. "Dont you dare even touch her! I don't care if you both love each other, I will hunt both of you down " he said noticing that Shyam appeared to be drunk.
"Khushi? Loving me? Hahaha another joke. Did I forget to tell you Sale Sahab, that she never loved me? I didn't? Oops! My bad" he grinned.
"What are you saying?" Arnav choked out.
"You see Arnav, you had got to spend an entire month with her , but you treated her so badly, so I thought, why not take her away. You had your chance, now it's my turn. " he said and he cut the phone.
"KHUSHI" Arnav screamed. How could he...? What was Shyam saying? She never loved him? A million Thoughts were racing through his mind, for the first time in his life he was actually scared. He was terrified. How could someone take away HIS Khushi? He wasn't going to let Shyam go...Not this time.
He knew exactly where Shyam would be and he was going to hunt him down and make him pay for this...


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nice.. please continue.. really wish this misunderstanding ends on holi..

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Originally posted by: ccuteaangel

you cannot leave us at a point like that and then ask to continue! Of course you have to continue !! I will personally hunt you down if you don't update soon !! And awesome start to the OS :)

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please continuee, and send me a pm when you doo, and it was reallyy goood