dei Part 9
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Next day when Khushi came out from her room after getting up, it's already 11 in the morning. She looked in the house to talk with Arnav about yesterday's happenings. But she didn't find Arnav and for her confusion, NK also not at home. She sighed deeply and went to kitchen to have her milk. She warmed her milk and took the note which was pinned to the wall, and it was written by Arnav. And it says
"I came out for work. It will take time for me to finish and come back. I might get late in the night. Don't wait for me and please have your food and medicines. I kept everything on the dining table. Take care... Love you"
Khushi looked at the dining table to see the food and tablets. She again sighed and sat for having the food.
"But where did Nanhe ji go?" she thought.
She spent entire day watching tv, eating food and taking medicines. She felt irritated sitting idle. She decided to talk with her doctor about doing work. Once she talks with him, then she can share it with Arnav and NK. She tried calling both Arnav and NK few times in the evening. But the call always went to voicemail. So, she left the trails and went to sleep early after having food and medicines.
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Khushi woke up around 1 in the night feeling thirsty. When she is about to drink the water, she found the light in living room is still lit up. To check whether it is Arnav or NK, Khushi walked out of her room. Seeing the state of the room, she felt sudden unknown fear in her heart. Suddenly she felt suffocated. Seeing the angry eyes of Arnav, who looked at her hearing her steps, she felt the feeling of deja vu. Suddenly her breathing got increased alerting Arnav. Arnav rushed to her and hugged her tight, tried to calm her tension while caressing her back
"Wh...what's wrong? Why... why are you an...angry?" she tried to talk
"Shh... Khushi, relax... relax... calm down..." Arnav tried. He can't take risk with her health. Whatever problem he is facing can wait till later. He will deal with that later. But seeing khushi in this anxious state, he realised the need of the control of his anger. He shushed her and made her sit on the sofa. He gave water to her to make her relax.
Khushi took the glass with shivering hands. Her eyes held the fear, looking around the room which has shattered sofa cushions, papers, books and pens Arnav's mobile is in the corner of the sofa. Arnav's laptop is laying on the floor almost in broken state. Khushi looked at Arnav in fear and asked in shivering voice
"D...id I do anything wrong? That's why you are angry? Are... are you goi...going to... l...lea...leave me?" tears rolled down from her eyes.
Arnav sat there looking at her shocked. But he composed himself fast, held her in his arms and said
"No sweetheart... why are you asking like that? you didn't do anything! I'm not at all angry on you. It's just work related. Relax... please relax... we are fine. I'm not going to leave you. We will be together forever... I love you dear... relax... please... calm down. Everything is fine..." he caressed her hair while rubbing her back to calm her down.
Khushi's heart beat slowly came to normal, she gulped hard to perch her dried throat. She looked at him with slight fear in her eyes. Arnav wiped the sweat on her forehead and kissed. She hugged him and hid her face in crook of his neck. Arnav sat there hugging her, feeling relaxed seeing her getting normal.
"I thought, you are angry on me and going to leave me..."
"Khushi... where did that thought come from? I'm not going anywhere leaving you. Didn't I tell you this? Relax... I'm fine. By the way, why did you get up?" he diverted topic
"I felt thirsty, so..."
"Oh... then, here, drink the water" Arnav gave water to her and waited till she drinks. Then he lifted her in his arms and went to her room to tuck her in bed. When he is about to go after tucking and kissing her forehead, Khushi held his hand and pulled him towards her.
"The tension or pain or whatever feeling which hurts us, will lessen if we share with others. Do you want to?" she asked in still shivering voice with hopeful eyes
Sighing deeply Arnav sat beside her and closed his face in his palms
"What's wrong Arnav ji? What's bothering you?" Khushi asked holding his hand while sitting.
"I never thought the name itself will torture me like this" Arnav said looking at the wall
"What are you talking about Arnav ji? Whose name you are saying about?"
"I was always very much proud of everything I have. But after all these days... I... I don't know... I never knew the name Arnav Singh Raizada or ASR would be a hurdle in my life to live in the way I want. I failed Khushi. I lost every chance to give you what you want and how you want. I am a failure Khushi... a horrible failure. Sorry... I'm really really sorry. I'm failure"
"What... what are you talking about? Please tell me clearly... you are scaring me" Khushi said in worried tone, seeing him this disappointed and depressed state.
"Nothing is going to change now Khushi. Now I'm knowing what is life. What is a failure. I always got what I wanted. But now I don't know what to do. I'm feeling like I'm in the middle of the desert... in the middle of sea without having any opportunity to go the shore. Wherever I see or wherever I go, I am finding only negative answer. I even went to few places as an normal jobseeker but... nothing happened. I don't know what to do Khushi. I was never in this situation..."
Khushi sat in silent looking at his face for few minutes. Slowly everything fall in it's place.
"So, whatever jeeju said is true? I mean you gave everything to everyone which left you without penny? You left your company and searching for job?" Khushi asked with bated breath. She gasped seeing him nodding his head not meeting her eyes
"Why Arnav ji?" she whispered
"I want to live the life which you enjoyed... which you lived happily. I want to be the man you wanted. You always preferred relations and moral values than money and status. And that's what I want. That's what I'm trying for, to live like you. I was confident enough to do anything and give what you wants and how you wants as your Arnavji, not like any ASR or Arnav Singh Raizada. I thought I can and will do anything to give you whatever you wants. I want to live as your Arnavji; as how YOU wants me to live. You always wanted me to know the life of middle class people and I'm going to live your life which you loved the most. I'm want to be in YOUR WORLD as YOU loved. But... nothing is happening Khushi. I don't know what to do. I started AR from the scratch. But... now... I... I just simply don't know"
Khushi listened everything calmly. She understood what he said. She understood what he is trying to do... she understood what's happening around her with her Arnav ji. She calmly took his hand and kissed lightly
"What's the problem now?" she asked knowing the answer
"Nobody is ready to give job to me. Everyone is seeing me as the same ASR. They are thinking I'm trying to play some trick to destroy their business. I went to almost every person I know. But no one is ready to give me job. I never knew being famous will be this hard to live. I want to live peacefully I want to live normal life. But whatever I thought great, is the only hurdle I'm having now. I even went to few of AR's suppliers. I'm ready to do any work, but this is not happening. Believe me Khushi, I tried a lot... but..."
"I know..." Khushi stopped him. He looked at her with helplessness. She continued "First of all, this is what happens in normal people when they try to get job. Getting job is not easy Arnav ji. But the difference here is, normal people won't get job easily because of competition and you are not getting job because of familiarity of your image. Whatever the thing is, I want to ask you something" seeing him nodding his head she asked "Do you really think I want you to lose your everything, because of me? Do you really think I will be happy seeing like this, struggling for life? I mean I'm more than happy seeing you doing all these for me, but I never wanted you to be in this situation Arnav ji. I never wanted you to be a middle class man. I just wanted you to KNOW the way of living of all the people.I love you as you are - the powerful man. Not as some normal weak person. I love you as you are - the composed man, the successful man. You never worked thinking about what will others thinks, you never worked giving importance to others. You always worked for you... your happiness. But now, you are in a hurry to give me everything I want. Do you really not know what I want? Tell me, do you really not?" Khushi asked looking straight into his eyes
"Me... our togetherness... our love" he said nodding his head
"Do you really think if you have money I won't love you?"
He shook his head in no.
"Do you really think, you having money or not, will change my love towards you?"
"No... money is never your interest"
"Then what happened Arnav ji? What is happening now? I know what you are trying to do. I can understand why you are doing... but in this way? Losing your confidence? Do you really think, giving everything to your family gives you everything? Giving what is rightfully yours to others, will make everything fine? I'm not opposing you in sharing the property between your siblings. But do you really think, things will be normal without money? Do you know how difficult to live like middle class people without money? Do you know how difficult to face middle class responsibilities?"
He stopped her saying "But this is what I want Khushi. I want to do this. For once I want to be to live in your world, to prove myself that I can do anything for my love. I want to face all these problems or responsibilities or whatever to prove myself to me that my love towards you is not a weak emotion. I want to prove our love to be strongest in this world. I want to prove myself to you that I'm not going to step back or leave you for anything. I want to prove to you that, you can trust me like before. I want this Khushi, to live my life with you. I want this Khushi, to get your trust back. I want this to get that admiring love filled look in your eyes. I want this, to get back that proud look you always gave me when I did something. I want this at any cost Khushi... but... I don't know how. I know how to do work... but no one is ready to give me" he said in choked voice controlling his emotions
Khushi rubbed his hand with her. She gave water to control his discomfort.
"You were never a weak person and you will never be. I trust you with everything Arnav ji. I will be with you and I will support you in everything. If this is what you want, then we will think something and will work together. If needed we will go somewhere else to make your wish come true. I know, my Arnav ji will make everything fine. And as you are best in business, I think you should start another one. I don't think getting loan for your new business will be difficult as every bank knew about your hard work and your AR. What do you think?"
"Frankly, I don't want anything from the life of ASR, Khushi. I want to start everything as Arnav. Fresh, from the start. I don't want to take any help from AR. If I take from there, then it will turn into another branch of AR. I don't want that to happen. Whatever I want to do, should be under you name... whatever I do, should belong to you and should owned by only you. So, before starting any new business, I want to earn some money as your Arnav ji. That's why I'm searching for job... but damn it... it's not happening... how dare they reject my resume... let me start my new business, I will not leave anyone of them" he looked at Khushi, who is giving unbelievable look with amused smile
"What?" he barked in irritation making her laugh out loud. He lost seeing her smile after times
"I know... My ASR will not go anywhere. Just he needs a reason to come out in a snap... my cute Arnav Singh Raizada" she pinched his nose and cheeks irritating him more
"Don't do that... I'm not a damn kid... and I'm not cute damn it..." he said with gritted teeth. She knew, he is just feeling shy and covering with his fake anger. She hugged him tightly throwing her hands around his neck. He felt relaxed and hugged her back tightly.
"Everything will be fine, Arnav ji. Relax... and don't let your anger or irritation control your mind. Be patience... and trust me, DM will make everything will be fine" she whispered in his ear.
"Hmm..." he whispered back
"It's late, I think we should sleep" said Khushi "By the way, where is Naneh ji?"
"He said he needs to go to his friend who is going to Australia. I think he will be back by tomorrow morning"
"Okay... shall we sleep?" she asked
Nodding his head he tried to get up from bed, but she held his hand and looked at him with hesitant eyes. He can see the fear of him leaving her still there. He gulped controlling the pain.
"May be... if you don't mind... we can share..." Khushi tried to explain her need, but stopped seeing him coming under her duvet.
Smiling widely, she too lied on her side, facing him. She slowly moved towards him to snuggle
"Can I?" she asked in low voice, which Arnav might have missed if he is not observing her every single expression and movement.
He immediately took her in his arms and hugged her tightly.
"After you went to sleep every day, I am taking you in my arms and sleeping here for sometime, before I go to my room. I already said you Khushi, I need you in every second of my life. I can't help" he confessed and completed seeing her widened eyes. He kissed her on her forehead and whispered "Now sleep, it's already late. Tomorrow you have an appointment with doctor and I'm coming with you. No arguments on this... sleep..." he tightened his hold and both drifted into peaceful sleep.
...to be continued
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Got bored? I know... but I can't help :P
Thank you...
..Sri..
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