The Raizadas could not believe their eyes. Khushi was
standing in front of them after 3 long years. She had just disappeared from the
face of the Earth on that fateful night and had never shown up ever since. And
today, she had just stormed into the house, hadn't spared a glance at them
and was instead calling out to Shyam?? Shyam? She hardly used to talk to him,
Nani had loved Khushi since the day she had set foot in the
house. Anjali had considered her as her sister even before she had married
Arnav. Manorama mami though had never liked Khushi, phati-saree as she called her; leave alone her own
daughter-in-law, but had eventually come to terms with it. Akash had always
respected Khushi as a very mature girl way before she had been related to him.
But everything had changed the day Khushi had left. She had
just left the city without informing them, her parents or even Arnav. Arnav!! And
everyone looked towards him. After all he had been at the receiving end of
Khushi's sudden disappearance; it had affected him the most.
Arnav Singh Raizada was shocked, surprised, angry and
relieved all at the same time. He never knew one could feel so many emotions
all at the same time. But what was more important was that he had felt. Felt
something pull at his heart after 3 years. And that something was now standing
in front of him. His wife had walked past him, only to call out for her Shyam.
But something was amiss. He looked at her head-to-toe. Just
like he had done every single day since she had entered his life. Her clothes. Clothes
maketh a man was something ASR had always believed in. And Khushi Kumari
Gupta's dressing sense had always irritated him. There was something about the
netted kurtis, bright colours, all the golden zari-work, and the most annoying
pompoms dangling from her sleeves. He never understood how could someone carry
that off and yet look pleasing enough to the eye. And then when she had adorned
sarees, first at the photoshoot, then at Diwali and at Payal-Akash's sangeet,
she had looked breathtakingly beautiful. His mother, grandmother, sister, hell
everyone wore sarees, but he'd never seen someone looking so sexy and
appealing. And later he'd figured, it wasn't her clothes. It was her. Khushi
Kumari Gupta could make a simple cotton suit look appealing and sexy, enough to
drive him crazy.
And today was just the same, she had adorned a plain yellow
saree with a tiny piece of cloth, he assumed must be her blouse and she had
swept him off his feet. The bindi, sindoor, mangalsutra and wait!! his Ma's
kangans, everything was just the same. She hadn't changed a bit. But yet there
was something amiss. He kept staring at her for a while and then it struck
him.. Her eyes! Her eyes had always captivated his heart. Her eyes spoke
volumes. They had always emoted happiness, mischief, pain, hurt, love, longing.
He had seen and read every emotion that existed on Earth in her eyes.
But today, they were different. Her eyes were blank. Her ever serene and calm facial features were different,
her face muscles were clenched and her body was shaking slightly while her eyes
conveyed absolutely nothing. He was brought out of his dreamworld by a gentle
hand placed on his shoulder. He knew the touch, it was his Sister.
Anjali Jha had had enough. She had loved Khushi as her own
sister way before she became her sister-in-law. She had always known that there
was something seriously wrong with Arnav-Khushi's marriage. They had started
off by pretending to be a happily married couple and later when she had seen
them actually harboring feelings for one another, Khushi had gone missing. No
message, no phone-call, no news at all. They had tried searching for her,
called up her parents, who were as clueless as them. They had hired the best
detectives in the country, but nobody managed to find her. It was as if Khushi
had never existed.
Anjali and her Chotte had a painful past. She had seen the
transformation of a Chotte to ASR, the ruthless and heartless businessman. It
hurt her each day and not a single day had passed without her praying to the Almighty to return her baby
brother back. And it seemed like Devi Maiya had granted her her wish. She had
sent an angel named Khushi into their lives. She had seen her brother changing.
He had begun to feel, laugh and Live.. But like they say, Khushiyon ko apni hi nazar lag jaati hai. Khushi
left them and so did her Chotte. ASR was back again.
She knew she had to stand up for her brother. She had been
his mother, his protector and she would not let anyone harm her brother ever
again. Even if it meant his own wife. How audacious was this girl. She had left
them years ago, drowning them in sorrow and was now standing in their house as
if nothing had taken place. Anjali took a step towards Khushi and also towards
the greatest truth and betrayal of her life, though unknowingly.
"Khushiji, aap yahaan aise? Aur yeh aap inhe aise kyun bula
rahi hain? Baat kya hai Khushiji?
She turned around. She had always loved and respected Anjali
for her tender, loving nature. What destiny had written for her was utterly
cruel! She could still sense concern in Anjali's voice.
A voice at the back of her head reminded her, Khushi, you
are not here to mend all your broken relationships. Just take him back and
leave.. Leave before your resolve weakens, before you fall prey to your heart's
longing. And she turned around. She hugged Anjali, who was taken aback at
And now it was time for some action.
"Anjaliji, aapko aapke sawaalon ke jawaab mil jayenge.. But
first tell me where is that coward of your husband. Call him rightaway."
"Khushiji, tameez se baat kijiye. You're talking about my
Khushi had had enough. How blind could this woman be? Her
husband had been cheating on her ever since she knew him. He despised her to an
extent that he had attempted to kill her. He was a leech who was surviving on
her money. And yet this woman in front
of her worshiped him??
"Battameezi par toh hum ab tak utre nahi hai Anjaliji."
And before Anjali could retort back, she heard that sick
sugar-coated voice of his dripping with lust for her,
"Arre Khushiji, kya baat
hai, aap waapas aa gayi? Aur yeh kya, aap itna shor kyun kar rahi hain?"
Her blood boiled at the sight of him. She could throttle him
with her bare hands that very moment. But her husband's words echoed at the
back of her head like always, Dil se nahi dimaag se kaam le Khushi !!
"Kahaan hai woh? Tumhari itni himmat?"
He looked at the family members who were looking at him for
answers. He turned his eyes to Khushi. Khushiji.. she still looked the
same.. More beautiful, if that was even possible. How he wished to make her
his!! He had always wished for Khushi to come to him and here she was.. back to
him. Only this time, he would not let her go. He would accomplish his
"Kya, kis baare mein baat kar rahi hain aap? Humne kya kiya
Khushi could feel blood pounding through her nerves. This
man was disgustingly cheap.
"Jyada bano matt.. Tum achhi tarah se jaante ho hum kiss
baare mein baat kar rahein hai.. Abhi issi waqt unhe lauta do."
He could not lose now.. He had to be strong and convincing..
After all this was a masterstroke. He could not let anything ruin it.
"Khushiji, humein waqai mein nahi pata aap kiss baarein mein baat
kar rahi hain? Zara khulke batayengi.."
Fine.. if that is what you want, you sick man!
"Hum tumse aakhri baar keh rahe hain, unhe humein lauta do..
Hum ulte pair yahaan se chale jayenge.. Tumne apna vaada toda hoga, lekin hum
aaj bhi apne shabdon pe kayam hai.."
Damn! This is getting out of control. No he had to keep
the act going..
"Khushiji, kis vaade ki baat kar rahi hain aap?"
"Shyam Manohar Jha, Tumne yahi ganda khel humare saath teen
saal pehle bhi khela tha.. Uss waqt hum tumhari baaton mein aa gaye
the kyunki tab hum majboor the.. Lekin iss baar, tumne galat socha.. Humari
kamzori ko humari majboori mat samajhna.. Hum zameen aasman ek kar denge usse
dhoondhne ke liye..
Lekin ek baat yaad rakhna, agar unhe itni si kharonch bhi
aayi, toh hum tumhe zinda dafna denge, aur yeh Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh
Raizada ka vaada hai!!"
She had fallen prey to his dirty scheming years back. Only, then
it had been her husband, this time it was her son!!
Yay!! done.. Hope you guys liked it!! And well, more about the past will be revealed later in the story.. Keep reading..
of you who would like to be PMed, please send me a buddy request and I
shall PM you when I update next.. Please press the LIKE button and leave
your valuable feedback.. Take care and Keep falling in love!!
I do not own the characters.. My stories are my fantasies and are based
on ideas derived from the show.. My works are only meant for members of
IndiaForums and are not to be copied to other sites..
[THIS IS A MEMBERS ONLY POST]
The Author of this post has chosen to restrict the content of this Post to members only.