Khushi puts her hands together and nervously starts saying,
"Namaste! I am Khushi Kumari Gupta. I am from Lucknow and I like cooking." "Why? You don't
have a maid?" Riya, the judge asks. "No, No! I like cooking and then feeding it
to others. Amma says that if you cook..." Khushi gets cut off as the judge says,
"Next!" and gives Khushi a stern, challenging look. Dejected, insulted, tearful
Khushi is about to leave when the other judge says, "Khushi, tell me, why do
you want to become Mrs. India."
This guy could not even say this one
dialogue well! "Because I want to make a name for myself in the world. Want to be self sufficient." Khushi says. "Really?
Then why just be Mrs. India?
You can do some other job!" Riya asks rhetorically. "I want to do something that I find very difficult.
Something that I have never even dreamt about. Something that no one will think
I can be successful at. I think that if I do something like this then I can
prove that I can do whatever I want. Yes, it is true that I want to
independent, make a name for myself... but more than that I want to test myself...
to see what I am able to do. Think of it as the stubbornness of a simple girl
or the desire. That's why I am here. I want to prove that I am not only the
wife of my loving husband but... it's me!" Both judges seem to be impressed by
Khushi's self motivational speech. All other contestants seem to be stunned.
Just then enters another obnoxious contestant, "Are you done
or is there some more?" Khushi looks at her head to toe... as she makes her
entry... moves her aside and gives her a look while she says, "You were asked to
give an intro not a speech!" Khushi says hesitatingly, "Forgive me, I took more
time than necessary." "Leave!" she demands. Khushi goes and sits back in her
spot. Watches the obnoxious contestant give her introduction confidently. When she is done, she looks at Khushi and
says, "OMG! What has happened to the standards of this competition? Who has
allowed the villager girl" and the sisterly type to enter this contest? God... don't
know where they come from! Now she will become Mrs. India!" Okay, Khushi only talks and cannot be fierce in front of anyone else
but Arnav... this drives me insane! She looks at her pretentious supporter
and says, "What does she think of herself?" That model answers, "I am the one
that you can never be! Not only I think so but it is like that!" Khushi's jaw
drops open as she walks away.
Back At RM:
Anjali, Nani and NK in the lounge area.. NK shows Nani ji something on his phone. Arnav
and Aarav sit by the side.. Aarav asks, "Can I first learn the answer now?...
Then I will solve the test paper you have given me." "Sure.. no problem!" Arnav
says, "Just make sure that you don't just memorize it verbatim.. otherwise, you
won't be able to learn... whatever you remember from my explanations.. write
based on that... I am sure that almost all the answers will be right.
Okay?"Anjali finds Arnav very adorable as he teaches Aarav. As Aarav says, "Okay!" Anjali smiles and says, "What's the matter, Chhotey? You are getting to
be a good teacher... not bad.." A light smirk appears on Arnav's face as Nani and
NK smile in agreement to Anjali.
Just then Khushi walks in...
deep in her thoughts, "How can
someone talk like this? She had no manners!" Just then Nani ji's eye catches
Khushi, "Arey, Khushi bitiya! Did you go there?... aa...
" Nani ji realizes that
Arnav is sitting right there as Anjali gestures her with her wide eyes...
corrects herself as her eyes wander off to check on Arnav, "..to see your Amma
Babuji?" Khushi looks at her with puzzled eyes.. Nani ji quickly darts her eyes
in Arnav's direction to imply that he is listening. Khushi looks at Arnav whose
eyes are on her itself. Khushi rushes to say, "
Yes.. I went to see Amma Babuji,
right!.. So, I came back.. back!" "Alright!" Nani ji says. "Khushi, are you
alright now?" Arnav asks. "Yaa...
. I am absolutely fine! Why?" Khushi answers...
"No.. generally'" Arnav says...
Khushi looks at Nani ji and says, "I will get the
food.. very hungry...
As Khushi leaves for kitchen, Arnav's concerned eyes follow
her though he pays attention to Aarav. "Here, check it! Done!" Aarav hands him
the notebook. Arnav takes the notebook but his eyes stay on Khushi. Khushi
walks into the kitchen and paces as she talks to herself, "Buaji is right! I
really am a Sanka Devi.. impulsive! Keep doing anything irrational.. My life was
so good until yesterday. What was the need to do this? On top of it, I have not
told anything to Arnav ji... I don't like to do anything where I have to lie to
Arnav ji..." Yeah, alright! I am sorry,
but I can't help but be sarcastic. Khushi has lied to Arnav so many times.. and
never have shown any remorse... so, this dialogue seems a stretch.. just to
justify Khushi's wrong doing like all other times.. CVs...ahh... "Somehow.. if
I get selected in the contest then I will tell Arnav ji everything at a right
opportunity. Yeah!" Khushi thinks to herself and moves on to her chore in the
"Khushi ji!" Khushi is startled by NK.. as he walks in and
fires enthusiastically, "Tell me quickly if you won or not! Come on tell me..I
am so clueless to hear it.. come one!" "Not clueless.. eager.. Nanhe ji!"
Khushi corrects his Hindi. "Yes.. yes!" NK goes, "That's it, Khushi ji!" then
he looks around and says, "Khushi ji, Nannav is not coming,. Don't worry.. Nani
ji and Aarav are busy keeping him busy!.. so, don't be afraid. Just tell me
what happened? Say...
" "Nothing, Nanhe
ji.. I just had to give my introduction in front of the judges.. and then had
to answer their questions. I was so nervous. But somehow I managed." "Yes!"
goes NK. "Whether I go on to the next round or not, they will tell us later
on." Khushi informs, "But, I don't think that they will select me. You should
have seen, Nanhe ji, what kind of women they were! I can never be like them in
my lifetime!" "Oh, no, Khushi ji.. don't worry about that. However those women
might be.. I don't care. I am pretty sure that you will go to the next...
mean, you will get selected for the next level for sure! Don't worry. Relax!
Yeah!" He plays with the veggies lying on the kitchen counter but as soon as he
sees Khushi pour besan.. graham flour.. he screams, "No.. no.. no! No, Khushi
ji! No! You will make no Jalebis.. keep it down.. yeah.." He takes the box from
her hands and puts it down on the kitchen counter." "Why?" asks a surprised Khushi. "Because.. if
you make Jalebis.. you will eat it for sure, right?" "No.. No! I won't eat. I
will only make it!" "Has it ever happened that you made Jalebis and did not
eat? Think?" NK says. Khushi thinks for a moment but recalls that she eats
every single time. NK says, "Never.. right? So, don't worry." He reaches for
the carrot in the pile of veggies, offers it to her, "Here! Take this! Take it!
Healthy and tasty! Khushi ji, next time whenever you feel like eating Jalebi,
don't! You eat carrots! Carrots. Very
good, very tasty. Color is the same and slightly sweet too. Very good." Then
all of a sudden he makes a sign for shot and says, "You remember, right? You
want to be Mrs. India?"
Khushi says, "Alright! Alright!" "Okay? Best of Luck!" NK
gives her two thumps
up before he leaves the kitchen. Khushi looks at the carrot and says, "
Khushi! This is what is hurting oneself knowingly! What have I made of my life!
Instead of sweets now I will have to eat these raw vegetables now!" She
clenches on her teeth in frustration.
Later that night:
Khushi steps out of the bathroom. Dressed for the night, she
takes her dupatta off and throws it on the back of the chaise. As she plays
with her hair, her eye catches the carrot sitting on the table. She picks it up
and starts talking to the carrot in her animated style, "Just because I am not
eating sweets, does not mean that we are friends! We are together only for a
while. Afterwards, I will return to my friend, Jalebi. Understood?" She turns
around ready to walk when she finds Arnav staring her in face. He looks at the
carrot in her hand and says in a soft voice, "So, now this carrot has taken the
place of Jalebi!" Khushi nods in affirmative. Then she puts the carrot down on
the table. Arnav says, "Khushi, did anyone say anything to you?" Khushi shakes
her head in negative. Arnav holds her by her arm, walks her to the foot of the
bed.. and sits her down as he sits down with her. Looking her into the eye,
holding her arm gently, he says in a soft voice, "Khushi, I know that today you
did not go home." Stunned Khushi looks at him. Arnav informs her, "I had talked
to your Amma!" Khushi does not know what to say. Arnav says, "Khushi, why don't
you just tell me what you are up to? I don't know... but... I don't feel too good
about it!" Khushi looks at him apprehensively... then gets angry and yells at him
angrily, "Yes, why would you feel good? Because you feel that I cannot do
anything other than making Jalebis!" Arnav is taken aback by the sudden attack.
He says, "Khushi, I did not say that! I was just trying to help... and even you
know this.. that wherever you go, some or other problem pops up!" Khushi looks
at him with her jaw wide open,..and anger in her eyes. Arnav realizes that she
has not taken it well. He rushes to say, "I mean.." But Khushi cuts him off,
"Okay, alright! I promise you that this time there will be no mess up! And I
will prove it that I am no less than you!" What?
Since when Khushi's battle is with Arnav.. to show him less than her? Where are