Chapter 60: Will true love finds it's way?

Presenting Ayaan singh Raizada- Little Asr.. 2 years old. Very possessive and rude just like his dad. And yes, He loves to rule and command others.

*Two years later*

Hum apse iss duniya mein sabse jyada pyaar karte hain..ap hamari zindagi hain, Arnavji.. (I love you more than anything in this world..You are my life, Arnavji.)

Khushi mujhse vaada karo..tum mujhe kabhi chodke nahi jaogi..main tumhare bina nahi jee payunga.. (Promise me. Khushi. You Will not leave me no matter what will happen..I can't breathe without you)

Hum apse vaha karte hain..hame maut bhi alag nahi kar sakhta.. (I promise you Arnavji..Even death cannot separate us)

A loud commotion around Arnav brought him out of his thought. Composing himself, he looked around and realized that his clients waiting for his one nod to start the presentation. He got up from his seat and announce.

''Meeting is dismissed here'' Saying that, he went off from the middle of the meeting and dashed off leaving everyone confused and baffled.

~~~

Cold breeze touch his skin indicating him something which he don't want to remember. He stare back at the beauty of New york but his heart belong to somewhere miles ago. In order to let out this inflammable fire, he left his house in a hope to get some peace and solace.

He drive his car in full speed which is burning him every single moment of his life. Why she is getting so much under his skin..Why dammit?

I don't want to remember her. He close his eyes but once again her beautiful face flashes him and poison his soul. He punch the steering and turned the accelerator in full speed.

Why I am unable to forget her? Her memories spread into his veins like a virus. Why it is so difficult to forget her.

It is said time heal all the wounds that cause your body, but this bruised heart have no medicine.

His heart is not brave or big. It is not cruel either but their resides someone who capture it only to break it leaving him empty. When the person you love cannot see the love beneath them, it do hurts..it hurts a lot.

Arnav singh Raizada going through the rough phase in his life after loosing everything on that fateful night. It break him completely. That one night shattered all his happiness and brought him away from his loved ones without whom his every existence is worthless.

Two years are passed. Everything would have been changed. How does his son look..will he remember him? What about his family..? Brushing all those thought, I concentrate on my present because Arnav Singh Raizada regret nothing except one. Yes he did the biggest mistake of his life marrying a women who don't deserve his love. Now He hates her to the core.

He is happy finally he get rid of this meaningless emotions and leading a successful life. He is one among those topmost businessman who achieve everything in a short duration.

But whenever this useless emotion forced him, unwillingly thought of Khushi and his son weaken his soul. Only girl who dare to reject him, challenge him, affect him, changed him from casenova to her Arnav, only girl became the reason of his destruction.

Why Khushi..why you punish me..Why you had broken the promise..Why you gave me the worst pain..Why you never gave me any chance to explain..You made my life hell. Why you separate me from my son. I hate you..I hate you like I hate no-one..

Damn! He applied brakes ruthlessly with full force and come out in order to gain oxygen. But he forget to breathe as his oxygen is away from him.

So many month and years passed without seeing and feeling each other but everything is still the same. It's like just recently he laid his lusty eyes on her and she became his everything..He has everything- money, fame, power. But everything is worthless without his family. Without his love.

Stop it just stop it! Don't think about her. Mujhe usse koi farak nahi padta.. (She doesn't affect me) He kicked the tyre and began moving with full of agitation and pain.

No feelings, no emotions affect Arnav Singh Raizada. You can't challenge me. You think I cannot live without you then you are wrong Miss gupta. My life was full of bed roses before meeting you and Indeed it is beautiful without you. I'm glad you broke all the ties with me. I got all the freedom and living my bachelor life again.

~~~

Delhi-

Khushi Pov-

''Devimaiya..hame shakti dena..hame himmat dena ki hum us rakshas ko apne dil aur dimaag se hamesha hamesha ke liye nikal sake aur apni zindagi naye sere se shuru kar sake'' (Give me some strength. Give me that power so that I able to forget all his memories and let go off my past and concentrate on my present. )

Closing eyes, Khushi is praying standing in a mandir.

It was when I heard a loud banging sound. Alerting myself, I turned abruptly and immeditly ran down by the stairs knowing well what indeed has happened. Seeing the scenario made all my worst assumption come true. What I fear the most come into reality. But the scene was beyond my horrified imagination.

My chota packet is standing with a stone into his hand holding a burden of his famous king size anger.

HOW DALE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

''What kind of Ill-Mannered kid is this..is this a way to treat..?'' Screamed a lady, passing disgusting glance to chota packet, grabbing her head which is now bleeding by his act.

I immediately rushed out to help her but she jerk my hand and started using bad words for me.

Apne najayaaz bete ko sambhalo..pata nahi kaise sanskar diy-- (First handle your spoilbrat..god know what you have taught him to--) Her words was left half uttered when i felt my son pulling me behind him like a shield and stood in front of me like a pillar. He took the stool from nearby and stand on it, trying to match her height.

Talk TO ME YOU VAMPP CHULARRILL..DON'T YOU DALE..SHAY A WOR..AGAINSTT MY MOM..OTHERWISE N-BNNE SCHPARE YOU PLOOM ASR..

''You call me chudail..what a spoilbrat he is..'' She fumed.

''Call me anything but I will not heell a bhord phol mom'' He said in a thretening voice warning her not to provoke him.

At this moment, I get dumbfolded seeing so much rage in him. My heartbeat stops. I do nothing just staring at my son who is exact copy of her father. I drew a sharp breathe scolding myself before glancing down to my possessive son. He is as possessive as him. Worry lines form across my face. My heart constricted in pain when his thought takeover my senses leaving me breathless. Flashes of that night once again left me shattered. Tears involuntarily flowing from my face.

No Khushi you can't be weak..You have to be strong..for your son..the life you choosen for his well being. I ran my hand to wipe it off before my son see it, but I miss the chance as my son already see tears. I shook my head negatively assuring him through eyes before lifting him up, but he protested and command me to put him down. I helplessly stare at him, signing him to be calm but did he ever listen. He is very sensitive about me. He tolerates everything, not tears and sorrow on my face. Sometimes i feel myself so lucky to get a son like him who loves me unconditionally but the very moment, i curse DM wondering why he is carbon copy like him. Why his habits, way of talking, his anger, his ego, his stubbornness and his way of loving me like his father. Why his every action is so alike him. Why his existence make me remember the moment we spend together? I wants to forget him. But her little tufan always do something that raise my tensed heartbeat and I go back and drown in the memories of Arnavji.

I lowered my face and saw him taking a stand for me. It have a habit to hear accusation, even then Arnav Singh raizada married me with all rituals but the scar he left on my dignity and honor will remain till my last. That one mistake spoil not only my life, but now it is affecting my innocent son too who has no fault. I made mistake falling head over heel for Arnavji but now my son paying the price in the form of bearing humiliation from society. For this, I never forgive that Arnav Singh Raizada.

Everyone passes accusation to me but my protector, my Ayaan can't bear a single word against me. But they keep putting mud on my honor. I lifted my son from back before pressing him mouth scolding him to stay silent.

Lady 1: Is she that shameful women who was live in relationship with Arnav Singh raizada and later get pregnant without marriage.

Lady 2: Oh my god so that means this child is najayaaz.. (Illigimate)

Lady 3: Do you Arnav Singh Raizada married her but later he left her. What Might be the reason of him leaving her. He claimed to love her so much.

Lady 4: Such kind of woman can't get satisfaction from one man. I'm sure she did something he broke all relations from both of them.

ENOUPHH!!!!!!!!!!!! NOT A BORDD ABOUT MY MOM..I WBHILL KILL YOU ALL!!!!

Kya kar lega..tujhe pata nahi teri maa kaisi hain aur kitno ke saath.. (What you will do..You have no idea how cheap your mother is) And you. (Looking at Khushi) What kind of upbringing you have given he is so spoiled. Like mother, like son. Such kind of people are black spot and should be killed setting wrong values for everyone.

I clutch the dupatta in my tight fist absorbing it. Those words poisoning my soul, but I remain unaffected and try hard not to let hurt visible on my face for the sake of my son. But he has the power to read every features of his mother. That's the biggest drawback for her. I try to drag him away but he is in no term to listen.

This time he took a big rod and about to throw on them when I immediately stop him.

Somehow I calm him and drag him out from the premise, but his temper is still very high. I don't know how to calm him.

''What is the need to create scene..I told you na to sit at one place..mumma is coming taking blessing..'' I said politely ruffling his hairs tenderly in a way to reduce his temper. But it is at the edge.

''Why ou aldmire that meaingless iddol..you know na i don't belive in ourr gouud..''

''Stop it Ayaan I will not hear a single word about DM..''

I HATE YOUULL DM SO DOES I HATE THAT LAKSHHHASH (Rakshas)

''Mind your language. He is your father.''

No!! He not!!!!!!!! I Olny lobe my kalan papa..he is my only papa. You bhill do what i shay next to you..

I took a deep sigh as this conversation going to the direction that i don't want to discuss. But he is adamant. I am not knowing what to do, how to make him understand gravity of situation. This is the only wish I can't fulfill. I am ready to die for him but what he is asking is something my heart won't allow. But he is so stubborn and egoist, always try rule me like a boss.

Taking a sharp breathe, I calm my inner storm and come back to him who is sitting inside an auto with his usual angry face. I move and settle beside him and about to say something. But he shifted creating distance turning his head to other side. Driver ask me where to go, I am going to speak, he cut me again and commanded driver to take into lakmi nagar in a typical Asr style.

I lost my cool.

''Stop behaving like that Laadgovernor.''

''Eccuuse me..what?'' (He look at me in confusion. Poor baby he know nothing.)

''What nahi what the''.

''This is my line mom, Asr line''.

''You are not Asr. You are my son. Ayaan Gupta.

''How dalle you snatch my name..I'm Asr- Ayaan sinngh laizada..

''You are Ayaan Gupta..''

''E!!!!! It doesn't suiit my leputation..so outdated..No way..''

I literally grab my head. This conversation is not going to end this soon while driver staring at us from the mirror giving us unbelievable expression. He claim to hate his father, wanted me to forget him and move on but he himself not ready to remove his tag. What kind of antic piece DM bless me. He is dicto like him. I hate you laad governor..why your genes are dominant.

DM interject me in the middle indicating me it your and your laadgoveror symbol of love..your fault, don't blame me.

Coming back to GH, another argument started taking shape. I grab my head.

''Beta, Try to understand. What you wanted is not possible..We..''

''SHUT UP!!!!! You bhill do what I say..It's final..call Alohi massi and tell hel now you are leady phol this mallage..'' Little one stated in a commanding tone.

''Do you know what is meaning of marriage? This is not any game which I give you..''

''No molle alrument..'' He move and handled me mobile giving me thretening glare to call her.

''You cannot force me for this marriage..'' I stated and turned to go back when in a sudden I felt a pull on my dupatta. I turn startled and saw my little toddler holding my dupatta.

''If you nott aglee..I starrlvee (Starve) I no eat anything..'' He meant every single word he spoke and she understood it is not possible to defeat him. She remember last time what storm exploded when she deny to make his favorite pasta.

''Why you are being so selfish..Your son wanted this and so does Arohi. Their happiness lies on this one decision..You can't ruin their happiness.. They are everything for you..'' My inner mind object me and mocked me for the thing my heart don't want.

Taking a sharp exasperated breathe, I glance back at my son and gave my nod. It bring thousand watt smile on his face. I smile seeing his happiness. Putting stone to my heart, I gave this news to Arohi who is in Mumbai for job.

It is late midnight. Arohi is busy in the memories of someone who reach to the depth of her heart.

''Why are sounding so tensed..Is everything alright..? Did ayu..?'' (Arohi almost get up from bed in worry)

''Everything is fine..My ayu is with me..as usual keeping eye on me..'' said Khushi glaring back At Ayaan.

''As usual so much like jiju..''

''Shut up Aru..How many times i told you don't call him jiju..''

''Okay fine..You tell how is everything there an-'' (Cut by Khushi)

'''Listen to me first. I'm ready for this marriage''.

''What?'' She almost fell from bed out of shock..

''Don't get so over excited..Inform him. I want this marriage to finish off within a week. I don't want any grand wedding.

''Okay di..'' But There is sadness in her voice. I hung up the call and took my son into my hold.

''Happy now..'' He nodded replying with a kiss. I kiss him back and then both son and mother went back to sleep without realizing what storm going to takes place in near future.

I'm sorry Di. Everything is happening because of me. Why you're punishing yourself and jiju. I know you both love each other.

Arohi rose on her feet and thinking deeply how to resolve this problem. She is tossing in the four walls when she receive a call.

''Missing me.'' Person said.

''Shut up Yaar..As per your plan I convince Ayu and he make Di ready. But what if..--''

''Nothing wrong will happen... Trust me..everything is going accordingly''.

''Are you sure..''

''Yes my jaan..You know i can't wait for that time you come back into my arms..I'm missing you so much..''

''My flight is tomorrow.''

''Really? You are coming to Delhi''. Opposite person get very happy and began day dreaming.

''Aur nahi toh kya..yeh plan mujhe hi toh execute karna hain varna di aur jiju ko hum milayenge kaise.. (My presence requires there..This plan needs to execute quickly otherwise how will we reunite Di- Jiju.) What happen? Why you get silent suddenly.

''I'm sorry Aru..Because of me all this happens''. (He swallow hard)

''Don't blame yourself..I forgiven you long time back''.

But your Di? Will she forgive my deeds?

''It will take time.. I'm sure soon she will accept you. Just once she met Arnav jiju everything will settle down then..

''But what about that little angry lion! Will he let his father go near his mom. Don't you know how possessive and over-protective is he for his mother. How did you forgot what badly he punch me and fracture my nose when i try to talk to Di. (She burst out in laughter grabbing her tummy as that scene still fresh to her mind)

''Oyee don't laugh..Come on now..pass me a kiss..''

''Shut up!'' She hunk the call and think something deeply.

~~~

Back to New york-

A girl wearing dark red bikini come out from swimming pool. Giving seducing poses, she advanced toward him and sat on his lap who is lost in the deep thoughts.

''Darling..I love you so much..'' Natasha hug him before planting a soft kiss on his cheeks. He remain motionless. So, she took initiation and roam through his taut chest.

''Where are you lost? Say something''.

''Khushi..'' He whisper absent minded that anger her.

''I'm Natasha, not Khushi. Who is that bitch tha--

He grab her neck and push her angrily by which she lost the balance and fell down.

''Don't you bloody dare take her name..''

''You can't insult me like that..What's wrong with you Asr. You weren't like this before..

''With time, people do change. So does I..'' He got up and move to go. Feeling dejected, She dashed toward him and gave him back hug.

''Please don't leave me..I love you so much..''

''There is no place for love in my life..I loath this bloody word..'' He push her and walk away. She follows him behind.

''What made you like this..Who hurt you. You tell me I swear I won't spare her. Did that Khush--'' She stop receiving deadly glare from him.

Okay relax..I won't speak about her. Waise bhi she is not that important. She try to change his mood by coming close to him.

Not getting any response, she turn him and cup his face and move toward his lips. His mind replaying all the moments spend with Khushi. Her unbound innocence, her love and her faithful trust.. Every single second flashes in front of him. The vows they had taken round sacred fire to always being faithful to her stir something strong inside him. He brought him back to senses and immediately pushed the girl who is trying to reach the place where no one is allowed except his wife.

GET OUT!

''But Asr..I..''

I said GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!

She jerk back in fear and immediately dismissed from his sight. In a meanwhile, he sat in a bar counter gulping several shot. But it is getting unbearable to vanish her thought out from his mind. When Alcohol fail to divert him, he take sleeping pills and doze off. One should say it is his daily routine.

~~~

Arnav wake up early morning with a bad headache. Ignoring everything, he get up and started getting ready for office. He go to office early morning and come late and indulge himself busy. But everytime the thought of emptiness fill his senses with need.

A Ringtone of his mobile brought him back to sense.

''How are you chotte..'' Spoke Anjali holding her emotions.

''I'm fine di..''

Lie.. Anyways. Tell me when you are coming back..

''When you know why you are asking. I told you I don't wish to come back to the place where she stays. I hate her damn presence..'' He said harshly. After a while of talking he finally ask her.

''How is Ayaan? Is he okay?'' She say nothing just cried inwardly because she know how much he misses his son. Whenever she call him, he always ask about him. Although he is away from his family but he have all the information about them.

''Won't you ask about Khushi?'' Arnav gulp down hearing this name.

''Di I have a important conference will talk to you later..''

''Chotte wait. I want to tell you something about Khushi..'' She was about to complete but he disconnect it off hearing her name. A hand came and she turn to meet her husband. There enters Shyam Manohar Jha. Yes he is very much alive. Dadi had keep him locked for years and after getting into hands of police, she confess all her crimes. It was that moment Anjali got all her happiness back. Both start a new beginning for their married life. One side she got her shyamji back but other side, she saw her chotte to lost his love, his only family he adore the most.

Anjali hold his hand worridely. It is clearly evident on her face how much she is worried for upcoming storm that is about to takes place.

''I'm scared Shyamji what will happen if he came to know all this from outside..''

''Don't worry Ranisaheba.. My heart says soon all the differences and bitterness came to an end and happiness knock in our door''.

''I wish whatever you are saying will come true.All I want my chotte happiness nothing else matters to me.I can't see my chotte like his..I have seen how much he loves Khushi and this distance killing him from inside.''

He assure her they will together make them one and narrate what is he planning to brought him back to India.

''Do you think it will work..Woh toh khushi ka naam bhi sunna nahi chahta'' (He not even wanted to hear her name) Ask Anjali.

''You just wait and see how my next move would land your chotte back from New york within some hours''. Saying this, he made a call to someone while she pray to her idol for any miracle to happen so that true lover find it's way.

To be Continued!

Done with today's update. It took me two days to complete this part. I know you have lot of question in your mind. What had happen that leads to Arshi separation and what had happened before leap. With whom Arohi is speaking to phone, either it is Aman, Akash or someone else. With whom Khushi is marrying, Karan or someone else. Who died? It's a suspense. You have to wait or guess. You guys know I love keeping suspense. Lol. Just be patient. You will get answer soon.

-With love Nickysweet.

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