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A THING CALLED LOVE :(1-39)PART49 IN NEW THREAD (Page 70)

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Posted: 19 April 2012 at 11:25pm | IP Logged
this is my first time commenting at someones story and i think it is pretty darn good!

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Posted: 19 April 2012 at 11:35pm | IP Logged
Originally posted by Sonamcute15

this is my first time commenting at someones story and i think it is pretty darn good!

 
 
AND I AM glad , it was on my FF...welcome to my WORLD !!!!
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Posted: 20 April 2012 at 12:50am | IP Logged
I SIRIOUSLY DONT UNDERSTAND THAT HOW DO U WRITE EACH AND EVERY UPDATE PERFECT!!!!!!!!!!????????????????????????
the intencity the love the guilt the passion everything is just perfect!

i always look forward to ur PM!
AND WHENEVER THERE IS ONE THERE IS SMILE ON MY FACE!!!!!!!!!
I TOTALLY LOVED IT!

thanx 4 the pm!
do continue soon!

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Posted: 20 April 2012 at 4:00am | IP Logged
Loved your post as usual!!!!!!!!ClapClap & thanks for PM ...Smile

What exactly happened in room... I hope no more MUShocked 
I know both Arnav & Khushi can't reach to ultimate Love w/o suffuring... you write down so beautifully... Fabulous update!!!!!!!!!!!!Star





Edited by vishakha1 - 20 April 2012 at 4:05am

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Posted: 20 April 2012 at 4:04am | IP Logged
loved it !!!
do write the next part soon!!!
waiting for your next part




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Posted: 20 April 2012 at 4:14am | IP Logged
Wow!!! I could feel ASR and Khushi when Khushi burst out ... Too emotional dear!!! Carry on soon. :)

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amazing yaar..waiting for next update.. thanks for pm..continue soon..

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A THING CALLED LOVE
 
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Five police cars block the street.

 

One officer is checking Arnav's car with a flash light.

One is talking to the receptionist.

The neon blue car is towed away .

 

Two police men are looking after her.

Two police men are looking after him.

 

They handcuffed him at the back. Literally hauled him out of her room. Into the car , in the back seat.

He did not look at her even once, he did not raise his voice, he did not shout, or plead.

He just stared blankly at the officers.

Did, exactly as ordered and cooperated.

They put a hand on his forehead and back and lowered him down on the seat. Shut the door and the sirens went off.

One car is following the other.

 

A police woman and a paramedic are checking Khushi.

 

Paramedic: "she seems ok. Nothing is injured or fractured. I think she is in shock. She will be ok in an hour or so. She needs to lie down and rest. Do you know if she has any relative here?"

"OH ! ok. So she is travelling. Ok no problem. Let her be in her room. And tell the motel people not to disturb her sleep, just wake her up for food."

"Mam! You are fine.

Just a minor scrape at the neck. It seems like an old bruise, not cause today. So you need not worry. Please change your cloths, drink a glass of water and go to bed.

You need rest. You just got traumatized.

Mam ! Can you hear me?"

 

After another 30 minutes, they put her on her bed and closed the room from behind.

 

Her luggage is tripped over the floor, everything upside down. The entire room has been ransacked and thoroughly checked for any sort of violence and substances left.

The red , blue , bright lights stars to fade away. The noise, roars, chatter eases into a muted silence.

 

 

KHUSHI tries her best to keep control on her own body. Her pain is getting out of hand. And sad truth is, the pain is radiating from inside. There is no visible sign or symptom. Reasons are: Self loathing and regret.

 

After 10 minutes :

 

KNOCK!

KNOCK!

Khushi jumps up in her bed and looks around.

Without thinking or hesitating, she darts towards her door and shouts " ARNAV JI?"

 

"hello! Mam! Sorry to disturb you. Your room phone seems to be off.

Someone called the office and requested that you pick up immediately.

It's very important.'

 

Khushi's weeping face tries to hide the despair from the receptionist lady at the door.

Khushi:

"Umm''.did he say a name?"

Lady:

"Sorry Mam, I did not ask.

But he said, he is family."

 

In the next moment, without saying a word, Khushi darts back into her room in full speed. The lady is speechless at what just observed. She closes the door and walks away.

 

Khushi:

"Hello!! Hello! ARNAV JI!!

HELLO!!

Is it you ?"Hello!"

"ARNAV JI?"

 

(First awkward pause)

 

Oh ! sorry.

NK bhai?

 

(Second awkward pause)

 

NK BHAI ! NK JI! I am so , so so sorry. Please, please do not mind.

Are you hurt bad?

It was all my fault. I knew ARnav JI was waiting for me outside, I saw him since last night. I should have clearly told you.

We had a huge fight. I mean, I had a fight. Or rather I was so angry, I shouted at him in the restaurant and walked away. It's all my fault.

It truly is.

Please NK bhai, do not get upset. You were just at the wrong place, at the wrong time.

I am terribly sorry.

You did so much, but you are the one got hurt.

Please trust me, ARnav Ji! Had no intention of harming you. He got extremely upset, due to something I said and due to some personal issues.

He is not a bad person. Please , I beg you.

Hmm..

Hmmm'

OK NK Bhai.

Thanks.

Really, thanks for understanding.

Yes. I am fine.

Nah, you do not need to come. I am fine.

No, I haven't thought of anything else. I am just wasted now. I need to lie down.

My head hurts.

No,

Thanks again. I will be ok. Please do not worry. Just take care of yourself. Ok?"

 

Khushi keeps the phone down, pins it to her chest and deep sobs come rolling.

With a heavy heart she slumps down on the bed.

 

 

 

( 20 minutes later)

 

Knock !

Knock !

 

Khushi is extremely tired. She cried herself into a coma, but still seats up hearing to the knock at the door.

She pushes the chair to the left and places a hand on it for support.

She breaths in deeply and whispers:

 

" Please, lets not faint

I cant deal with , no more.

Why cannot people just leave me alone?"

 

She drags herself to the door and opens up.

 

"Hello! Mam !

Sorry to bother you again.

Will you order some food?

The paramedic instructed us to ask you for food. It's a police thing, so we had to follow instruction."

 

(It's the receptionist lady again. )

 

"Mam! It's ok, if you say NO. Being a woman, I can understand."

 

She tucks in a bit closer and leans towards Khushi,

 

"Mam ! Just cry it out, you will feel better. I heard what happened.

I can get you food a bit later. I will tell the manager that you have food in your room.

I will turn some music on, it will sooth you down. Say what? Ok?"

 

Khushi, inspite of all that's going on, gathers some energy. And says:

"No, please, leave it.  I Just need to lie down.

If there is any more work , please call me an hour or so later.

I just cannot speak right now. I feel like fainting."

 

But the lady does come inside and turns the radio on.

She comes over to Khushi and puts a hand on her shoulder, says " Mam ! It will be ok." Then she closes the door behind and leaves.

 

JOE SATRIANI ( SONG: MADE OF TEARS) ( ALBUM: SUPER COLOSSAL)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9D5E1Ar8G8Q&feature=related

(dear readers ! please press play in a moderate volume, not too loud)

 

 

( 40 minutes passed since everyone left )

 

 

Absolute silence.

Only the dirty blue floral drape moves with cautious notes.

The bed sheet is wrinkled and rough

The edges are soaked

 

Beside the drapes a pile of bangles are scattered

Some are stacked

Some on the floor

Some broken on the table.

 

Tiny small glittering objects mock the dresser with their glow.

Once a well maintained jewelry box lay flat empty on the counter, neglected, trashed, abandoned:

A neck piece here, a locket there, an ear ring elsewhere.

 

Cloths drenched, torn, humiliated and uncared for.

Every drawer opened, every inch searched, every corner violated.

A girl weeps

Her cries have no sound, no tears, no moans, no pain, no agony or excitement.

Her eyes are blank, heart stopped, fingers numb.

Just a drop of setting sunshine on her left palm reminding her, that she still lived.

 

 

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

HOW COULD I BE SO VOCAL? SO RUDE? SO HUMILIATINGLY TRUE?

HOW COULD I LET HIM GO?

 

These lines shuffling inside her on and on.

Khushi lying on her hotel bed, crumpled together in child's pose, clutching on to her knees, rolled up like a ball. She held herself with all her power, just to make her remind that she is there.

Minutes earlier, the police cars left the parking lot.

Two police women asked her a thousand questions, took her statement and then let her go. The other two men hauled Arnav with them in their car.

Arnav did not say a word or protest a single time. He just stared blank. He was blank and white.

Khushi has never seen him life this.

 

The tycoon, the self made millionaire, who defines success, today was just blank.

The anger, frustration, mocking tones, the arrogance, and the confidence: all things that "Accompany" the name "ARNAV SING RAIZADA": left him alone when he needed them most.

He was dry, misplaced and lost.

 

I SILENCED HIM

I KILLED HIM INSIDE,

HOW COULD I BE SO RUTHLESS?

SO MEAN??

 

Khushi howls in pain, in torment. The entire bedroom shivers up in agony. Someone ripped her soul into a million pieces and shattered her heart into dust.

Each and every cell of her body quivers and tortures her, for her own doing.

They memories stab her on and on, just to make her feel, of what: she just did.

Even her beating heart mutes itself, mocking her of her guilt, disowning her of her rhythm. She pulls one palm up and lays it flat on her chest. She cannot feel her jagged beating.

Where did her heartbeat go?

 

I WAS SELFISH

I WAS HURTFUL

I RUINED THE ONE I LOVE

I RUINED " MY ARNAV ".

 

 

 

It has been 3 hours, since ARNAV was arrested for forced entry and domestic violence.

 

Sobbing away, she cried herself into a deep somber.

Even in her sleep, she shivers in pain and speaks incoherently.

 

 

SUDDENLY:

 

 

BRIGHT, BLUE RED LIGHTS

THE SIRENS wails, People chatter. Flash of lights barge into her room as they wish.

KHUSHI jolts up.

 

 

"ARNAV JI!!!!!

ARNAV"

SHE SHOUTS OUT'.but there is no trace of any living being around.

 

She is mesmerized, out of place, stunned.

Where am I? What's happening?

 

Khushi opens her wide eyes fully and looks around her messed room. A deep deep wound hollows her core.

She puts her hand on the pillow and raises her head for a better look

She starts to drown again in agony and pain.

 

"HOW COULD I?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

KNOCK !!

KNOCK KNOCK !!

 

She is brought back to the world and her senses stir up. There is someone knocking at the door.

But WHO CARES?

She slams her face down on the pillow and waits for it to go away. She is still trembling. Violent sobs slice her already fractured heart.

 

KNOCK !!

KNOCK !!

 

She pauses, lilts her head up and finally raises her eyes from the drenched fabric of her pillowcase.

"GO AWAY !

WHO EVER YOU ARE ! GO AWAY !!!

LEAVE ME ALONE!!"

 

Khushi shouts with great effort and slams down on the bed again.

 

KNOCK !!

KNOCK !!

 

Khushi trembles in pain and irritation. But then braces herself with a little bit of control.

Khushi with all her will silently comes down from the bed and steps on the ground.

She grabs a shawl lying at her footstep. Wraps it around her and then proceed to her door. With a broken voice, she utters:

 

I AM COMING !

WAIT A BIT !

 

She clenches the shawl tightly around her chest.  A runaway tear leaps out.

Then she takes a deep breath and turns the door knob. It cracks up.

Inch by inch she turns the door handle and pulls it towards her.

Head hanging down on her chest, she merely opens the door and stands in front of the door like a rag doll. Eyes stay glued to the floor, on her bare toes.

Hair messed up, tangled and glued everywhere.

With a sigh !  

Khushi slides her fingers over her left forehead and then slides them on the cheek , pushes the stray strand of hair away.

Eyes stuck to the ground, spirit sunk to the floor, attention elsewhere.

 

But the unruly hair strand even disobeys.

It pops out again from the side of her ears and embraces her forehead. Another lonely tear accompanies it.

Khushi raises her finger again in frustration to amend it.

 

BUT

 

The feel of the finger on her hair, feels different.

It's warm, hot, simmering, rough and supple.

The finger traces her cheekbone, gathers up the lock of hair and proceeds.

It gently tucks it under her ear lobes.

Khushi gives her full focus to the touch that continues.

 

 

The finger tip:  bit by bit comes down to the goose bumps under her left ear.

Khushi swallows a gulp.

Something touches her skin again. It traces down her jaw line. Inch by inch, bit after bit: a soft, mesmerizing, tingling sensation over powers her ragged entity.

It travels from her face deep into her soul.

Her frayed, uneven, lonely heart finds its pace.

 

HER HEART: It becomes stronger. It starts beating for the first time, the way it is supposed to.

Khushi with great care drifts her eyes from her bare toes to the two black leathered substances.

Her heart sings, eyes get shut; feelings come to an alarming halt.

 

"KHUSHI"

 

She cannot open her lids. If it's a dream, then it is better to dwell in it forever.

Maybe heaven feels the same.

Serene, peaceful and silent.

 

"KHUSHI"

 

HE stands in the doorway.

Half of him inside himself, half inside her soul: a single finger connected them into an unbearably beautiful tangle.

The knot tangles, weave even more complexly , gets heavier as second pass them by.

'Perfection' 'Precision'   And 'Accomplishment':

The picture is almost insanely correct.

A Miracle. 

 

He stands there, a triumphed soul, a raging winner, a person in LOVE.

Pale brown features, the hard square jaw line, rough patches of unshaved beard, a withered pale blue t - shirt, the straight line of his cheek bones

hand sculpted perfection of the face, dent on his dimple, and soft curve of his testy eye brows:

all beam towards her at the same time.

A deep : longing, crave lies inside, peacefully chained with counted effort.

The gentle swell of his forehead stays angled by some stray locks of his own.

Side of the lips curl up and into a sweet, sweet smile.

 

He smiles.

And

She caves in.

 

She: Steps slightly backwards.  She sighs deeply.

''..backs up in the next instant.

Step by step she comes into the room, away from the entrance.

Arnav closes forward in with matching steps.

 

Khushi steps a foot backwards, Arnav steps a foot forwards, then another, with perfect precision of a synchronized melody. 

Her feet give in.

Khushi almost with counted correctness trips: edge by edge over the cloths.

It feels smooth as sand, as brittle as pebbles.

They slide from under her feet as the morsels melt under the salty sea.

Wave after wave, she sinks. And finally:

She trips.

 

He gently tugs her right hand into his palm and balances her steady on the tricked out sand of cloths. Her four fingers are in his.

The touch is smooth, warm, igniting, fiery and delicious.

 

She stands.

He forwards a bit more.

He keeps his hold steady on her fingers and pulls her a bit closer.

As a bewitched spirit: Khushi responds actively.

She rises up her eyes from his ground to his chest and for the first time, deep into his face. Looks at HIM:  openly.

No hesitation, no provocations, no doubts.

 

Its absolute definition. 

 

The perfection, the deep brown cascade of pure delight of his eyes twitches up in the depth of her core. Her head feels lighter.

The brown cascade of warmth traces her face with an assuring glance. It feels as a tranquil caress consoling her restless mind.

 

Arnav closes  a bit more.

He lowers his head and tilts his spine.

Inch by inch the space between them reduces to a delicate separation.

She gasps for some air.

Swallow a stroke and then responds to her queue.

 

She raises her head a fraction of an inch to make it easy for him even to the slightest bit.

Arnav breathes heavily. He parts the gap between them in a generous speed.

Slow and steady. Counted and defined.

His head comes down like a breeze:  Responding to the downward pull of the force field, held steady in his palm.

 

A hand on her hand, a smile on his face, calmness on hers.

She inches her feet a bit higher. Balls of the feet rise: up. She tiptoes.

The weight of her body, shifts to her front and then she leans.

Bodies almost touching, skin almost brushing, spirits almost knotted. One hand clasped in his.

The opposite hand gathers a bit of her shawl. She breathes.

 

Her breath on him.  Shivers run through his skin. Goose bumps.

Each and every cell renews on their own in appetence of a new life. Of an absolute beginning. After a tormenting life of loneliness and solitude, his soul finally finds its match.

 

 

His lower lips open up on its own and he lowers his head a bit more.

His mouth waters

The upper one closes the gap in between.

Her upper lip rests in between his.

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 



Edited by sheun - 20 April 2012 at 6:28am

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