Part 4 Beauty with Brain

NK looked at Arnav frowning.

*Why are you staring at me? * Arnav asked.

*Arrey yaar, why are you doing this? * NK asked.

*What I did? * Arnav questioned him back.

*Why did you make her upset? *

*I just said what is right... Why are you manipulating her? Don't you think it's wrong? * his tone was strict enough.

*What to do, Yaar? She is the only daughter of the only doctor in this village. She likes ASR very much. I don't know what does she see in him...*

Arnav smiled softly.

*She becomes excited whenever she talks about ASR. Using her craziness, I'm running my life here...* he sighed.

*I didn't get you...*

*She helps me a lot... see, I went to Delhi and she was the one who pacified her father to sanction me two days leave...*

*Why did you go to Delhi? *

*To attend a marriage*

*What will happen if she gets to know that you are lying? *

*Who is lying? I really knew ASR's manager Nishan* NK stammered.

*Really? * Arnav asked to smirk.

*Yes... get well soon. I will surely introduce you to him*

Arnav smiled. How suitably he lies?

*Won't you believe me? * NK asked seriously.

*Ok... I believe you*

*Please, don't say anything to Khushi...*

*Why? *

*She will feel bad...*

Arnav understood that NK is taking favors from Khushi, using HIS name. Khushi already amazed him and now NK joined in. He smiled inwardly. Making HIM as a hero, an interesting story is developing here. He never imagined his image can be used this way.

*I want to talk to my friend and family... they would be worried not getting messages from me. Can I get a mobile? *

*This village has very week mobile signal... one or two people use mobile*

*Really? People live without mobiles here? * He asked wondering. He couldn't believe still there are people who don't use mobile phones.

*People need FOOD to live not mobile...* NK said teasingly.

Arnav's brows went up as he was amazed.

*These people work hard to fill their stomachs. They can't waste their precious time on mobile... and they have no money to spend recharging it because they know the value of money*

*Land connection? *

*A phone is there in the panchayat office and also in the post office...*

Arnav sighed. His latest model iPhone gone into the valley with his car. Aman should know about him. Don't know what story his rivals are developing in Delhi. Who is behind this plot? Who needs his death? Arnav wanted to know that. Would People kill the person if they don't have the guts to fight against him? Cowards... Arnav wanted to show them hell. He wanted to prove what he could do.

AR

Aman was shocked hearing what the policeman said.

*Are you sure...? Is that ASR's car? * he asked nervously.

*Yes, Sir... BMW X5 model, the car number is DL 07 H 1000...*

*A...S...R....* his throat choked.

Aman felt dizzy... the phone slipped from his hand. And he fell down on the floor. The staff of AR rushed to him. They gave him water. Aman sat on the floor and drank water. He went to his cabin and closed the door. Sitting on the floor, he burst out crying. He warned Arnav about his rivals. He asked not to go to Nainital but Arnav didn't listen to him. Aman punched the floor furiously, spilling tears.

He got stuck, thinking about Raizadas. What will they do when they get to know about Arnav? Especially, Anjali? She is nagging him for the last two days as she didn't get a call from Arnav.

Arnav never was like that. He calls Anjali and Aman immediately after reaching the destination no matter where he goes. This time, he didn't do that which made them worried. Aman was scared. He didn't know how to tell them about it. But he has to. He removed his phone and dialed Shyam. He attended the call.

*Haan, Aman. Did you get any message from Sale Sahib? Rani Sahiba is continuously crying yaar... She is scared...*

*Shyam...*

Shyam sensed his broken voice.

*Aman... are you alright? What happened? Why your voice sounds different? * he asked panicking.

*Shyam... the policeman from Nainital called me...*

*Whaaat...did... he say? * he stammered.

*ASR's car was found in the deep valley...*

*Whaaaa! What about Arnav? Is he alright...? *

*The depth of the valley is so abysmal, Shyam. They said it's not easy to get down*

*Then how did they know it is his car? *

*They saw the car number through binocular...*

Shyam cried closing his eyes.

*I'm going to Nainital...* Aman said.

*Shall I come with you? * he choked.

*No... you just be with Anjali... she needs you...*

*Mmm* They disconnected the call.

RM became like a graveyard, hearing the message. No one ate. All are crying, none stop. There was no one to pacify them... Of course, no one could pacify them because Arnav is replaceable in Raizada's life. Without him, they are nothing.

Anjali was fainting as she was continuously crying without eating anything. Shyam was struggling to cope-up with the situation. On one side, his wife was crying for her brother. On the other side, his sister Sheetal was upset for Arnav. Shyam knew she has feelings for Arnav. He had been waiting for the right time to approach Arnav for the marriage. But before that, this horrible accident happened.

Nainital

Arnav frowned as Garima brought him milk. Where is Khushi? Is she upset with him for offending ASR? Garima handed the milk glass to NK.

*Give it to him* she said.

*Excuse me aunty...* Arnav said.

She looked at Arnav.

*I don't like milk. Please take it back*

*Won't you like milk? Then how did you drink it before? *

*Khushi didn't listen to me. She forced me to have it*

Garima rolled her eyes.

*Ok... I will bring you mush...*

*Mush? * Arnav frowned.

*Yes... it will give you energy * she went off.

Arnav looked at NK who was smiling at him teasingly.

*Don't worry, it tastes good...* NK said.

*Whatever...* Arnav sighed.

*Why don't you like milk? * NK asked.

*I don't like it from my childhood*

*But, people in this village won't live without drinking milk* NK smiled.

*By the way, where is Khushi? *

*Today is Saturday...*

Cutting him,

*So? *

*There is a small businessman in our village...*

*Oh...*

*Every Saturday, Khushi helps him to balance the account*

*Oh...*

*She gets paid for her work, you know? *

*Oh, really? * Arnav chuckled.

They saw her coming with a paper packet in her hand.

*Finished the work? * NK asked.

Khushi nodded yes unhappily. She went to the cupboard and took a bottle. She opened the paper cover and removed a few chocolates from it. She filled the chocolate in the bottle and kept it back.

*Why are you looking sad, Khushi? * NK asked.

*Don't know how our country will face the inflation...* worries reflected in her tone.

*I didn't get you...*

*There is a lot of difference in Sathyajithji's accounts in between the last month and this month... he had been spent the extra money to do his usual works because of rising of prices...*

*Oh...*

*If a small businessman like Sathajithji faces this much loss then what would be the others' condition? * she bit her nail.

*So what, Khushi? He will earn money, raising his product cost*

*That's what worries me... People should earn money in double to manage their lives. What will poor people's condition? * she bit her nail.

*Khushi... your father is earning well. Why are you stressing yourself in the matter of nothing? Just eat and be relaxed*

*Nothing...? Idiot... it's everything... our country's future... money value will fall low... we will face inflation...* she was scolding NK who was scratching his head.

Arnav was admiring the village girl in front of him who was talking about inflation. He remembered a man who attended an interview in AR for the designer post. He didn't answer the question about inflation. Did he underestimate this girl? She worries about our country... raise of cost... she knows many things beyond the village. He liked it very much. She is a Beauty with Brain, he thought.

To be continued...

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Broadminded man

*I'm an idiot... talking to an idiot who doesn't know anything...* she said wearily.

*What to do, Khushi? I don't understand what you are talking about. It feels like watching an English movie without Hindi subtitles...*

Khushi rolled her eyes whereas Arnav laughed.

*Why are you laughing? Do you know what I'm talking about? * Khushi questioned him.