Author's Note: Hey guyss!! blue is flashback is always! I'm sorry I make you guys read so many flashbacks! Promise I will focus more on present in upcoming posts. It's just kinda hard for you guys to understand where the story is going if you don't know wut has already happened! I hope you understand π³
Part 3
The chair
was empty. Unnamed emotions hit over her. It was like walking into a roaring
tsunami ready to engulf her. She was unaware of these feelings as she had never
really felt them before. She felt dizzy as her mind spun with dreadful
thoughts. Unhe kuch nahi huwa hai, she
convinced herself, who bus aayte honge.
Aur hum bhi na, faltu meh tension
ley raahi hai. Aaj tak kabhi who ghar jaaldei aayi hain kya? Nahi nah? Toh phir!, she
argued in her mind finally settling down with her argument. Par aaj toh who photo' Nahi nahi nahi. Photo
woto she kuch nahi hota hain. Hum bekar main chinta kar rahi ha. But she
knew that her mind would not be at peace until she saw him with her own two
eyes.
She fidgeted with her saree thinking
about how after their fight this morning, the photo frame of their marriage day
had fallen. She had rushed to the portrait to see that there was a huge crack
between Arnav and her. Now, one would wonder about the big deal of having a
crack. It is only natural that when a glass frame falls there would be cracks.
But Khushi was a very superstitious girl, and glass breaking was not a good
sign. Especially the way this crack had occurred. Khushi tried to put the
thoughts of the crack away and she almost had, when her hand accidently brushed
Arnav's photo of the side table.
He did not like that his photo was
on his side table. He said that it took up space on which he could easily place
his files and laptop on which he could easily place his files and laptop on
after working late at night. Arnav just wanted to remove the frame all
together, but then Khushi had intervened. She was not exactly sure why, but she
could not see him just put the photo away. She had stopped him and then taken
the frame and put it on her side lamp. She had seen the look of surprise flash
over his face before he composed himself, his eyes still having that menacing
look of steel, and walked out with a question or comment. She did not like him in real life, but she
adored this picture. It was one of him, smiling.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Flashback~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
He had been talking to Anjali DI,
teasing her and smiling softly, when Akash had taken a picture of him. Arnav
had not seen this action so he was really surprised and angry when the next day
Akash had walked in with a photo of him smiling framed in a bed-size frame. He
had wanted to chuck the photo out right there and then. Khushi winced as she
thought of Arnav's eyes which were on fire. She remembered thinking, Akash is so dead. When she had looked at
AKash she could he had realized what was going to happen to him. He was begging
her with his eyes to save him.
He had mouthed to her, " Bhabhi, please save me. Ab aap kuch
kar sakte hain."
But she had known that
the rakshaas would never listen to her. He would instead take out his anger on
her. She was just about to say something, when Anjali Di stepped in.
She said, "Arrey wah Chotey. Jab kal tum humara masak bana
rahi tha tab tum kitney khush thei! Aaj wahi Khushi Akash nay tumhara leye
hamesha ke liye layi tout um gussa hogai?"
Arnav replied thoroughly agitated, "Mujhe maaloom tha ki ye
iss Khushi ka hei kaam tha. "
"Arrey woh Khushi nahi budho! Yeh khushi, "she exclaimed
pointing to the photo, "Dekho tum kitne dino baad smile kar rahi ho!" Anjali
walked up to Akash and patted him on the back and nodded slightly to assure him
he still had many years to go. Akash smiled at Anjali Di and Khushi hesitantly
and then walked away quickly, following Anjali DI's hand motion.
She turned to face Khushi and said,"Ligye Khushiji. Pata nahi
kab aapke Pati Dev kab phirse smile karen gi. Tou aap na iss hi photo ko dehke
kar apna mann bahar ligye ga. Theek hai?" smirking when she saw Khushi turning
shades of pink.
Anjali Di started to walk away, when she stopped in front of
Arnav, " Aur hain! Hume patah hai ki woh apki patni hai par iska matlab yeh
nahin ha ki har 'Khushi' wo hi hain. Matlab , " and she ended aburtly seeing
Arnav getting mad and walked away quickly winking at Khushi before leaving.
~~~~~~~~~~
End of Flasback~~~~~~~~~~~
Her heart did a flip thinking about what had happened to the
photo. Khushi had unintentionally pushed the photo off her table. It had
crashed on the ground with a big shatter. She quickly bent down to pick it up
and saw that the whole glass was ruined making Arnav's photo look completely
broken. She had ran her hands over the photo wincing when a piece of glass had
entered her palm.
Khushi snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the door
bell ring.
"Hum dekhe the hain. " Shyaad
yeh hungai, she thought to herself while she ran to the door. She grabbed
the handle of the door and opened it slowly thinking about all of the ways she
could make him pay for worrying her all day by not picking up even on phone
call. Not that she would ever admit that she had been worried, but it tends to
happen when bad things have been happening to his things all day. I had literally left him 100 missed calls she
thought to herself and looked up. Her eyes opened up wide in shock and her
mouth fell open as she stared at the person standing at the door.
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P.S.- I promise next update I will get Arnav in here in real. Not just in flashbacks. Our Arnav Singh Raizada will honor us by entering my failure at an attempt of writing!π <--- SO!! Look out for tht!π Our Arnav is really on fire these days!
Edited by aquablue17 - 12 years ago
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