Before reading, I would like to inform you all that Prologue has been edited a bit...Please read that before continuing further...
Please keep in mind what I wrote in Green before prologue...
Note: Red font is Flashback.
Credit for Cover: arshy4ever
THREAD I- MUMBAI
Arnav stayed in a hotel that night. He could not fall asleep. Khushi's face; pale and lifeless, haunted him. He had never thought that one day, his anger (which Khushi had gotten used to) would contribute in making her what he had seen. What he said that day, had burned into his mind. Those were the last words he had said, before meeting her this evening.
-NEARLY SIX YEARS BACK-
It was the evening of Anjali's godhbharai. Everyone was happy. Arnav and Khushi had gotten married just last week, and now their darling bitiya's godhbharai. Everyone was busy preparing for it; they had time only for few hours more. Only Anjali sat, a depressed soul, in her room; absent-mindedly caressing her belly. Arnav peeped in. "Di? You need anything?"
"Come sit with me Chhotey..." she told him. Arnav sat by her side, holding her hand.
"What is happening Chhotey? I don't understand... Everything was so perfect, and now suddenly everything is..." she began to sob quietly.
Arnav hugged her. He knew his Di was feeling much worse than she showed.
"My baby will be alone Chhotey... No one will accept her...She will be all alone in the world like me Chhotey...Like we had been... Now, you have Khushiji, but he is not here Chhotey..."
Arnav went rigid. "Di, I think you should relax." He said, pulling her off him. "Isn't there a way Chhotey! I am sure this is misunderstanding. He-"
"No Di. There is only understanding..no misunderstanding. I don't want to talk about it anymore." He walked out of the room.
Anjali's eyes filled with tears. Why was God making her choose between two people she loved with all her heart and soul? She could see that her Chhotey hated her Shyamji...! Why Devi Maiyya! WHY?! How would he react if he knew she had been meeting Shyam...?
She began to sob and weep bitterly infront of her husband's photo.
A very sad Arnav could see his sister, from his room, through the narrow opening... He could not bear that sight... Her being so broken... He had seen her this way only once...14 Years back when his parents- he stopped himself. He did not want to think about it.
He felt her warm hand on his shoulder. "I am sorry Arnavji."
Anger, for reasons unknown to him, seeped into him. "You should be Khushi. You should be. THAT," he said, pointing to his Di's crying form, "is your fault."
Khushi stared at him, her face not hiding the hurt she felt. "And what did you tell me few days ago Khushi? That we should bring SHYAM back in this house!"
"But Arnavji, I only said because Di-"
"Yeah, because DI was upset...to make her happy. But tell me the truth Khushi... Did you say that because DI was upset, or because YOU were upset?"
Khushi's eyes turned to stone, though her heart cried out. "WHAT! What.Did.You.Just.Say?"
"You heard me!" Khushi closed her eyes, blinking away the tears that welled up. She backed away from him, her face turning pale. "I cannot believe you said that..." she said brokenly, and ran to the bathroom and locked it behind her.
"You better believe me, cuz I DID just say it. And that is the truth!"
Khushi screamed back from the bathroom. "If that was so, would I have come looking for you when you were kidnapped? Would I have married you again once the contract was over?"
Arnav yelled back. "You did that just for my money Khushi Kumari Gupta. You took up the name of Singh Raizada for the money that came along with that tag!"
Arnav stormed out of the room, grabbed his keys and drove out of RM. He drove for hours. His mind stormed, not giving a damn about the fact that it was his Di'd godhbharai.
Finally, he stopped. What had he done!? How could he have said that? I hurt her again, DAMMIT!
And that's when Di's call came. She was crying. "Hello? Di...?"
"Hello, Chhotey. " She was crying, and Arnav panicked.
"Hello? Di, what happened? Are you alright?"
"Come home... I will tell you..."
Then he heard someone say something vaguely in the background. "Di-?"
"No, not home Chhotey. Come straight to City Hospital..." She was still crying. Panick began gripping Arnav's being.
"Di, are you okay?"
"No, Chhotey. I am fine...it's not me...Come quickly... Its Khushiji!" Di's voice broke, as she cut the phone.
Arnav stared at his phone... He drove like a crazed man to the hospital.
Little did he know that his world would then turn upside down...!
His memory shied away from the events that had taken place later that night; he could not forget how his Di was responsible for all this, but...she had tried to make it up... to some extent...But he could not forget what had happened the next day.
He drove to the hospital the next morning to see if she had regained consciousness. When he inquired, he was told that the patient had been discharged at midnight.
"What!" That was when he saw his family, lost and shock write on their faces. Payal was sitting down, indecision on her face. INDECISION? About what? Akash was watching her anxiously... Di was consoling Nani; and crying. Arnav did not want to console his Di...Khushi being hospitalized was, afterall, indirectly HER fault. And he noticed Anjali would keep throwing furtive glances at someone sitting behind NK. Even NK was mum. Anger boiled inside him! Was Shyam Jha here, after what he had done to Khushi yesterday? Di actually let him in! IN two strides he covered the space, and saw Dadi, sitting dejectedly. He was shocked to see her. WHAT THE HELL WAS GOING ON?! "What is wrong with all of you! And where is Khushi? Shouldn't she be back at RM? And-"
"Chhotey, they took her away." Nani told him emotionlessly.
Arnav was shocked. "WHY?" He asked.
"Ask your Dadi..." Nani told him, a hint of disgust, grief and hurt in her voice.
He turned to Dadi. "Dadi, what did you do!"
"Its not what I DID Arnav. It's what I HAD DONE!"
"WHAT! Stop speaking in riddles."
"Ok Arnav. Do you know who Khushi Bitiya's parents are?"
"Yes," he said incredulously. "Shashi Uncle and Garima Aunty! What kind of question is that!"
"No, I mean her biological parents..." Dadi sounded really sad.
"THAT is what this is all about! That you don't know her parents?" He asked furious.
"No. The problem Arnav, is that we DO know her parents." Dadi told him, sadly.
Arnav just waited for the answer. He was tired of guessing. But the answer Dadi told him, left him reeling in shock. Dadi sighed. "Arnav...bitua she is Purnima and Raghav Kapoor's daughter..." (Sorry, IDK her parents' actual names... I just came up with these random names...)
He closed his eyes, and blocked out that memory... he focused on tomorrow's meeting with Garima Aunty... He prepared himself for the worst...
PRECAP- Mr.Raizada, she is suffering from selective memory loss... lacunar amnesia... her mind has slowly started rejecting what would hurt her... Not that the memories are wiped out, they are there in her sub conscience. They will surface again, but not without a reminder... Her mind has forgotten all that she has wanted to...
Ok Guys... How was it?
And PLEASE keep in mind that this is DRAMA and not SCIENCE... I am being DRAMATIC, not SCIENTIFIC... facts may not tally with this amnesia thing, so don't screw me for that...
Edited by Dynamix215 - 01 January 2013 at 1:44pm