Smita,😊
Here is the interpretation to Section 3 of Part 18.
When Khushi teetered on the chair her
safety net was well in place. She was caught by the sinewy arms that held close
to the chest where she could hear the heart beating in sync with hers, of none
other than her very own Adonis, Arnav Singh Raizada. Looking into his shuttered
eyes she whimpered, Arnavji. He murmured Khushi in his breathy voice, that was
a soft caress to soothe her ragged nerves. But she was resisting his attempt.
Pushing his sturdy shoulders, making him let her stand on her feet she looked
at his calm face. With her longing for
him making her frustration come out, and her eyes flashing she asked him, You, Who do you think you are?
And at a loss of words to describe him stressing the word called him You. Arnav
Singh Raizada was his reply to her in a voice filled with laughter but hiding
his smile that was waiting to break out.
Infuriated, she started to berate him
saying that he couldn't even bother to call her! What was he thinking? That
once she was out of sight was she out of his mind too? Was she no more alive
for him? The relief of seeing him and fulfilling her longing led to all her
frustration come out. Her anger and anguish had him in glee as this was the
first time that she had opened up and let out her feeling of wanting him all the
the time by her side. But he hid his merriment.
Continuing her tongue-lashing much to
his amusement, she said that if that was the way he would behave when she was
gone for two weeks, it was a good thing that she didn't go for a month. If
she had then he would have just erased the memory of a certain Khushi Kumari
Gupta from his mind and would have conveniently not have remembered that such a
person ever lived! His mild reply, that it was she who had insisted on coming
to Lucknow added fuel to her already boiling temper. She asked him bitingly, so what? Couldn't he
have told her not to go but stay with him? Couldn't he have told her how much
it would hurt, how difficult it would be without
seeing him, without.. and paused mid way just to push him away when a spurt of
anger rose within her. When he prompted without, she flared up and asked what
sort of a person was he when he knew that she was a green horn in such matters!
He should have known better, as he was older to her and he had girl friends
earlier. He should have known how much it would hurt. Catching him by his lapels,
she tried to shake him. Seeing the rage in his Lady Love, a smile peeped out,
bursting through his self- control. It was only Khushi who possessed the
mysterious ability to make him loose his self- control.
In her rage she
ordered him not to smile, but Arnav just couldn't bow to her wishes. She
blasted him saying that she was on the verge of death, pining for him and he
finds it amusing! Pushing him away with her puny soft hands she told him, so
this is his love for her. Seeing his smiling visage she was filled with tears
and pushed him away with all her strength. But she found herself pulled towards
him and he locked his lips with hers. His action was followed by absolute
silence in the cellar. After a satisfying pause Arnav reluctantly released her
lips. His arms tightened around her, keeping her safe and close to his heart.
His wayward heart was hammering away to glory against hers, making them hear
only a single echoing beat. He answered
her query saying that this was his love. He gently asked her rubbing his nose
against hers, was she in any doubt? Khushi though parted her lips to answer,
found his eyes, bright and shiny resting on her soft, alluring, succulent, parted
lips, and his heart thundering against hers. It effectively silenced her.
Finally when she asked him in a low voice how could he leave her alone the past
week? He countered her with does she
think that it had been an easy week for him?
Her answer lay in her tears that had pooled in her eyes. Her tears made
him say Don't cry. Don't cry, Khushi, and kiss her tears away. Khushi hugged
him tight burying her face in the crook of his neck. She ordered him in a
muffled tone not to let her go away from him. Arnav running his hand over her
back, soothing her with his warmth, promised that he would never let her do so.
When she muttered into his neck what if she insists on going away? he told her
kissing her lustrous shiny mussed up hair with a smile dancing on his lips that
he would shackle her to him with the
menacles. Khushi, who was on a roll of
admitting her feelings, tightening her hold on his lapel, told Arnav that he
was like alcohol. Her statement made him hook up his eyebrow and lift the
corner of his mouth, in sheer amusement. She enlightened him further saying
that, one sip of him and she had become an addict. Khushi was all scrunched up
musing on her statement and missed the implication. She was unaware
of the darkening of his eyes and the first inkling of his intention was the the
sudden sweep of his hard, warm lips against her soft, luscious ones.
After another
satisfactory pause he asked her to return home with him. Khushi who was
overjoyed at the prospect of going home with him, suddenly remembered her aunt
and her face fell. When she hesitantly told him Vimala Chachi, he informed her
with a smile that she was fine with it as he had cleared the matter over the
telephone. Khushi was stunned and asked him when did he call her? With a smirk, he told her that Buaji had given him her number. Khushi exclaimed calling him,
mischievous, devious, Akhdoo Singh Raizada! But Arnav murmured softly into his
ears as Aashik Singh Raizada, making Khushi glow like red bloom.
This update shows
the blossoming of Khushi Kumari Gupta
and hence is titled as BURGEON.
When Khushi Kumari
Gupta, is about to fall she is caught in her personal safety net, the sinewy
arms of Arnav Singh Raizada. She is one relieved girl to see the man of her
dreams appear before her. She is happy to see him as the hope that had sprouted in her heart to hear his voice
over the phone had turned much better than expected with his presence.
But her happiness
gives way to anger. Her frustration at not being able to hear his voice often, and
him not keeping his cell phone on overpowers her, making her boil over and it snowballs into an avalance of tongue-lashing.
"It's a lack of
clarity that creates chaos and frustration. Those emotions are poison to any
living goal"
~ Steve Maraboli, Life,
the Truth, and Being Free
Her grievances sprouted like mushroom, numerous in number, some real and some quixotic.
As I had mentioned
in my previous update, Khushi opens up only when irked or irritated beyond
reason. Otherwise she is a closed book with Happiness, that is oozing out of
her, as the cover.
When she questions
as to who he thought he was, not to bother to call her, whether he thought out
of sight was out of mind, her insecurities come to the fore. For the first time
she shows him that he matters to her more than anything by saying that she had
thankfully agreed to go out of Delhi just for two weeks and not more. For
her to thrive Arnav's presence is
absolutely essential and that she has found out by her stay at Lucknow.
"With every choice
you create the life you'll live; with every decision you design it"
~ Mollie Marti
His mild answer
that she was the one who decided to come to Lucknow makes her question him
furiously as though it was a problem. Could he not have asked her to stay back
and enlightened her how difficult it would be to live without seeing him? He
should have known better as he was experienced , shows that her stay at Lucknow has let her grow and the pangs of separation
let her love blossom from its nascent stage to its full bloom.
"And the day came
when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took
to blossom"
~ Anais Nin
Later she seeks
reassurance from him asking whether staying away was his love for her. Knowing
that he would not be able to sneak in a word he silences her with his lips,
giving her all the assurance she was seeking that he still feels the same
towards her as he was before she left to Lucknow. She was seeking to be reassured that he had not changed his mind like before and that, she got from his heavenly
kiss sending her into a bliss.
She has now enough
trust in him to know that he does love her very much. This is the growth she has achieved from her stay in
Lucknow.
"Everyone wants to
live on top of the mountain, but all the happiness and growth occurs while
you're climbing it"
~ Andy Rooney
When she asks him
not to let her go away from him and what if she insists to go he told her that
she would be shackled to him and would never let her go was what that reassured
her.
"Piglet sidled up to
Pooh from behind. "Pooh?" he whispered.
"Yes,
Piglet?"
"Nothing,"
said Piglet, taking Pooh's hand. "I just wanted to be sure of you"
~ A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh
It reassured her so
much as to tell him that he was as heady as alcohol to her and admit that she was
an addict with just one sip. It was like an open invitation to him earning
her a kiss that was sweet and sublime. It was the manifestation of blossoming of her love and its seductive
admittance. It was also the blossoming of
her complete trust in him.
"Have enough courage
to trust love one more time and always one more time"
~ Maya Angelou
When she calls him
Akhdoo Singh Raizada, he corrects her it as Aashik Singh Raizada. It shows that
he was hers and hers only giving her all the aasurances that Arnav was a
changed man. She now knows that if he had not changed he would have never come
to Lucknow seeking her and making her return to Delhi earlier than decided. The
earlier ASR would never have admitted to be a slave of love and call himself Aashik
Singh Raizada, when he had scorned even the talk about love.
"Love meant jumping off a cliff and trusting that a certain person would be there to catch you at the bottom"
~ Jodi Picoult, Second Glance
That is why it is BURGEON,
blossoming of love and blossoming of trust in Khushi Kumari Gupta.
That's it from me.
Hope you enjoy it.
Edited by rulama - 11 years ago
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