Saturday, 8 December 2012


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Chap 48
"I can never say..."
Khushi did not know when see slept on Arnav's chest, resting her cheeks on his hard masculine body. The tiredness taking over her slowly due to the series of incident that had happened, how her own baby did not recognize her. Her tears dried but the sore still very fresh in her hert.
Arnav felt her sobs against her chest and finally feeling her calm in his embrace.
Arnav slowly ran her fingers in between her hair to sooth her pain and anxiety and stole glances to check whether she slept or not. Once he felt her whole body gave up her entire weight on him, he breathe sigh and kissed her head carefully without disturbing her.
The whole night he kept checking her time-to-time. He did not even want to move an inch, which may have woken her up. In spite of having stiffness and pain he still managed to keep her asleep on his chest. Like a father cuddling her baby in his arms to sooth all her pain.
He touched her locket and brushed his hands on it promising to god that he will be the reason of her smile sooner or later. And he will do what he can for her and only her. He had indeed given her enough pain in life in such a short time. Specially suspecting his khushi. Thought she never confessed that she loved him but still his heart always knew that she did love him and love him a lot. It was not pulkit who made him believe it was his heart, which won the battle over his mind.
It was very tough for a person like ASR to believe in love and togetherness going by what life his given him. But he just couldn't help but to fall for this simple girl and her unconditional love towards each and everything around him.
It was she from whom he has learnt that, TRUE LOVE still exist.
He looked at her lovingly and smiled. "Khushi Singh Riazada, you are indeed the one and only one for me".
He felt proud to have her in his life,
he felt proud to be a lucky man for once in his life,
he felt proud to be with her,
he felt proud to chose the right woman which whom he has fallen in love, if not madly then like an insane.
His heart stated to swell up due to the feeling and she pressed her more against him feeling the his wife's warmth.
He closed his eyes and inhaled.
"I can never love another woman like I love this woman in my arms, and no one can love me more than this woman" he noted mentally feeling happy and smiling like a happy husband.
"Khushi, I want you back in your normal self as soon as possible, just dying to hear Arnav ji from your mouth and just dying to feel your arms securing me in your embrace".
"I want that careing khushi back. I want you to pamper me and I would loved to be pampered by you just like you pamper Musky".
You and you daughter, the name, which you gave cannot be better than this. I am glad that I did not gave a second thought before changing her name otherwise I would have regrated big time. All thanks to mish who told be about it just before I filed the custody paper.
She is indeed your dauther khushi and she is the reason of my muskurahat (smile) whenever I am Khush (happy). It couldnot have got better than this.
Both of you will bring happiness in my dark and lifeless present".
He kissed her again and opened his eyes.
He slowly tried to remove his hand from her shoulder, result of which she smuggled more to him feeling some kind of lose that has happened.
She moved her face up towards his face adjusting her lips and pouting, resting her head on his chest.
He looked at her angelic face felt and urge to kiss her pouted lips. He just couldnot help himself but to lean on her face to claim her lips.
Slowly pecking her, and receiving a cute moan barely audible instantly, he smiled and looked at her.
He was, so loving the feeling of their closeness. He never thought, that a married life holds so much so much of positive aspects. He wished he married her before. He did not know what he was losing in life all these days hating the most lovable bond that a couple can have until khushi happened to him. Just her presence made such a difference in his life. Her vibes, her ruthna, his manana became his most happiest part in his life. He has never enjoyed something like this before. No matter how much he has achieved in life, this feeling was unique and cannot be compared.
It was almost 5.30 in the morning and Arnav was having his sleepless night just admiring his beautiful wife when khushi tried to toss.
Feeling something wrapped around her she frowned in her sleep. She once again tried to toss but she felt the same wrapper around her shoulder.
She opened her eyes tying to fix her vision, she saw her husband looking at her lovingly with a cute smirk on his face.
Her frowm immediately vanished and she tried to move back but Arnav pushed her with his hand which was resting at her back, making her fall against his chest.
Khushi widened her eyes and looked at him all scared, she did not know why she was sacred. Her heart beat was racing and she was having panic attack.
She again tired to get up when she heard "Relax". His warm breath brushed her lips.
She slowly lifted her lashes and met her eyes with him.
Arnav slowly turned her around holding her shoulder and leaned onto her face. He nuzzled his nose with her, which made her very nervous. In any case her booting was not completed and upar se hubby ki sweet torture that also in the early morning.
He kissed her nose and rested his forehead on her forehead.
"How was your sleep?" he asked her in a husky voice.
"Ummm...woh'.."she invariably stammered.
He leaned further looking at her lips and tired to kiss but khushi moved her head sideways clearly signaling her resistance towards him.
Arnav looked at her.
she looking at the other side
he leaned and kissed the corner of her lips.
Khushi closed her eyes feeling his lips on her lips and tried to protest in her mind but she failed again.
She felt him pressing his lips on the same area and she just gave in.
She parted her lips and slowly started turning her face towards him, making her breath kiss his lips.
Arnav allowed her to do so.
In the process he started pecking her lips, as she tilted her head towards him. Quater part of her lips then half , then almost the center of her lips.
She arched back and Arnav took that opportunity and gripped her sliding his arms around his waist.
She moaned in pleasure, her hormones taken over, she was again losing all her senses and preparing herself to melt in his warmth yet again.
With the other hand he fisted a bunch of her hair and pulled her to make her arch.
"Aaah!" she cried, to which he darted his tongue inside her mouth.
She gasped so did he.
Tasting his manly tongue she lost herself totally in some other world.
Aranv literally hovered over her and kissed her madly as if there is no tomorrow.
The room was field with imaginary mist due to their hotness. Their moans and groans escaping time-to-time making the room filled with their melodic whispers.
Enjoying every inch of togetherness losing themselves to each other, torturing each other with their sweet assault yet wanting them to crave for more and more.
His touch was different
His tease was different
His groans were different
His domination was different
His reception was different
He was more relaxed
He wasnot tensed
He was giving himself to her
He wanted her to kiss him the way she wanted to
He wanted her to hold him (which did not happen)
He wanted to hear his name desperately.
He broke the kiss and saw her face.
Her angelic eyes still closed.
Her lips parted and filled with his necter making it look more ravishing. He leaned and pecked again.
He brushed her hair with his finger and kissed her fore head.
For the first time in his life Arnav Singh Raizada did not want to complete the whole act. No matter now desperate he was to take her but he chose to kiss her, love her, and devour her more than satisfying his internal urge.
It would be wrong to say that khushi wasnot ready for it, she was anticipating his next move and was fully aware of what was coming next but to her surprise he just embraced her instead, dropping her entire body weight on her.
They remained like that for few minutes until the door bell rung.
Khushi opened her eyes and said "Ummm! I think the milk man is on the door".
She could feel his heart beat racing as fast as hers, his form a bit shaking due to the foreplay.
Before she spoke again she felt him move up from her and roll beside her taking her along with him.
He tucked her hair behind her ears and smiled.
"Go!" he said lovingly "and come back soon" he said in a perfect naughtily tone.
Khushi just couldnot help but to blush, her checks complimenting her red swollen lips and her eyes lowered due to shyness.
"Beautiful" he said
khushi searched in his eyes.
Arnav tapped her nose with his index finger and said "My wife is the most beautiful person in this world".
That's it she heard him saying "my wife".
Her blush vanished immediately, her pain taking over her facial expression.
Before Arnav could see a tiny tear accumulated in her eyes she just rushed out of the room.
He felt something different, but what? Why did she suddenly react like that? Why her expression changed? She was blushing few second back, then what did he do which made her rush outside like that?
she opened the door and took the milk from the milk man.
Shuting the door she walked towards the kitchen. Keeping the milk packets inside the fridge she covered her mouth and started crying. She opened the tap so that he doensot listen to her sobs.
"for the first time you called me your wife Arnav ji, but that will last for few months. Just 4 more months then everything will be lost" she thought while her eyes started flooding with her tears.
"the moment that I am spending with you is just for few months and after that I will be left alone in my house cherishing these special moments shared with you".
"Mishu, musky everyone will soon become my past".
"and you...", she sobbed harder.
"The past that will stick like a second skin".
"Hum aapse bohot bohot pyaar karte hai Arnav ji, shayad meye yeh aapko kabhi nahi bol paungi". (I love you a lot Arnav ji, I can never tell you how much I love you)
she slid against the refrigerator and cried her heart out.
I know the story has not moved much in this update but somehow while drafting i felt the need of both their POVs
Arnav is shocked while going though Khushi's Bank Statment
(this is going to be one of my favourite scene of this FF)

Monday, 3 December 2012


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Chap 47
She saw misha smiling at her holding misha in her arms.
Khushi's sorrows were immediately washed away looking at her daughter's cute face. She so missed her these days.

She started crying bitterly looking at both of them.

Without delaying further she spread her arms to take muskaan in her arms.

She held her hand and was about to take when muskaan turned towards misha frowing her little face and dug her face towards misha.

"buiii" she let out an annoying tone hear which Khushi was shocked.

Misha uncomfortably looked at khushi and turned muskaan towards khushi saying "Musky, see you mamma is here baby".

But to her surprise muskaan did not want to turn towards Khushi. She failed to recognize khushi to everybodies surprise.

Khushi moved back two three steps feeling shattered from inside. Her heart failing to accept that her baby, her musky was not able to recognize her. The baby she loved the most, the baby who had become a very integral part of her life failed to recognize her.

"My baby is not able to recognize me". Tears flowing down her cheeks. Her hand still in spreaded in the air hoping for musky to turn and jump from misha's arms to come to her. But her arms remained empty.

Her vision blurred due to her freshly formed tears. Her heart skipped a beat. Her mind failed to receipt the reality.

Her baby couldnot recognize her maah!
Khushi moved few more step back when she hit on arnav's chest. Craning her neck she saw Arnav.
Arnav could relasie the rage in her eyes seeing him. He know inside she was hurt. He wanted her to lash it out on him but she reminded quite feeling defeated.
He know this was the final nail in the coffin. No matter how much he has hurt her, this was the greatest blow that she had faced.
He own baby, for whom she has done so much couldnot recognize her.
Arnav slowly held her shoulder to which she waved off his arms politely making her way towards the kitchen.
Arnav fisted his palm realizing what damage he is done by sending khushi to delhi, but this was not the time to think about it an feel guilty. He needs to act and act fast.
He went towards misha and practically snatched muskaan from her hands.
Muskaan initially protested but later understanding her fathers touch she stopped. Not that she liked to be in his arms but she was still ok. After khushi's departure to delhi, Arnav hardly concentrated to muskaan, she was always kept with muskaan during those 2 months, so he grew some amount of aloofness from Arnav too. But still atleast she saw him, heard him and felt him around her in the house so the damage was not as sevier as Khushi's.
Arnav walked towards the kitchen with an irritated musky and stood right beside khushi, who was trying to be normal by resuming household works.
Seeing Arnav and muskaan, she stopped and tried to escape from the scene but Arnav held her hand and stopped her.
Khushi lifted her lashes and looked at him blankly, tears still rolling down on their own accord.
Anrav turned muskaan who was not busy nuzzling her face on arnav's chest and spoke "look baby, your mamma is here"
He was in the verge of handing over muskaan to khushi, when muskaan made a crying fac and gripped his shirt.
Seeing that khushi started sobbing all the more.
Anrav forcefully made muskaan face towards khushi and dumped in her arms to which muskaan started crying badly.
Hearing her cry and pain khushi said "bus kijiye aap" (enough)
She shoot a deadly look towards Arnav.
Khushi handed over the howling muskaan to Arnav. "aapko kya lagta hai, you can force anybody and everybody?"
The sentence hit him hard. He exactly knew what she meant. This is how he had been behaving with her all these months too.
"kamse kam is bacche ko to chod dijiye" (atleast leave this innocent soul)
she wiped her tears with her palm. "you have achieved what you wanted right? Then why are you forcing today?"
Arnav was practically stunned. He did not understand what was she talking about.
He frowned "Khushi what are you talk ing about?"
Khushi gulped her tears and fired her words towards him.
"You wanted me to stay away from mukaan, do you remember?"
Arnav saw the madness in her word when she said that he remembered how he tried to keep muskaan away from her and how he rudely behaved with khushi in his office.
Arnav's expression immediately mellowed down. He took few steps towards khushi to which she moved back equal steps.
"Stop it, for god's sake. Please issey aur mat rulaiye" (please stop making her cry)
"the work is done and she is away from me" she said in a choky voice. Her words cracking due to her emotions, which took over her mind.
Muskaan continued to cry a lot stuggling in his arms.
Misha who was listening to all these approached Arnav and took musky in her arms and tired to pacify her.
"Buiii" she called her out.
"No baby don't cry like this.
"Paah!" she saw Arnav with her tiny eyes filled with tears.
Arnav kissed her cheeks and wiped her tears with his thumb. Kissing her forehead he said "I am sorry sweetheart, please forgive your paah!" Arnav made a sad face before muskaan.
Muskaan immediately threw her arms in air gesturing Arnav to hold her, stuggling in misha's arms.
Arnav took her in his arms and kissed her madly, while muskaan continued her sobs.
"I missed my baby so much".
"Paaah!" she let out a throaty voice, half chocked.
Arnav kissed her all the more furiously and pressed her against his chest.
Khushi saw the father and daughter bonding and did not stop her sobbing.
Misha quickly went towards khushi and hugged her with all her force.
"Oh khushi I missed you so much"
Khushi hugged misha back and started crying bitterly.
Arnav just could stand and watch the two most special people in his life due to her one move have been so deprived to be with each other.
He mentally cursed himself for doing so and promised himself to make things like before.
After this very emotional session Arnav asked misha to take muskaan with her as he did not feel it was a right time for them to be around the couple. He needs to talk to khushi before he make muskaan and khushi be face to face.
With heavy heart khushi bd bye to muskaan and misha and closed the door behind.
the rest of the day day was a quiet affair. Though Arnav wanted to talk to her but she mostly avoided him through out.
it was night, khushi changed into her night dress and came out from the bathroom and saw Arnav sitting on the bed in his side looking at khushi.
She knew he was waitng for her to join but she totally ignored him and tried to took the quilt which she had managed to bring it down.
When she was about to leave, Arnav held her hand.
She closed her eyes in frustration and her grip became tighter on the quilt.
Arnav saw that and then saw her face once again.
With her fingers he opened her fist and snatched the blanket from her. And one twril he turned her towards him and pulled her.
She got misbalanced and fell exactly on him.
Arnav gripped her waist tightly and looked at her.
She looked at him and frowned while protesting in his grip. But Arnav looked at her holding her securely in his arms.
With the other hand he tired to remove her locks, which was coming on her face and distracting his view from his any wife.
Awe he so loved to see her all fisty and angry. He quilty gave her a naughty glare before planting a kiss on her lips.
Khushi pressed her lips tightly so that he was unable to make his way inside her mouth.
Arnav realized it and mentally smiled feeling her resistant.
He rolled her beside him and looked at her lovingly, still removing her excess strands of hair.
He cupped her face and kissed her forehead.
He made her come a little bit close to him and finally hugged her after the long day.
But as he expected he did not hug her back.
After almost few minutes of exchanging silent conversation Arnav broke the hug and pressed his lips on her drinking her sorrows but nibbling her soft lips with his.
Caressing her back with is strong arms, he deepen the kiss result of with he felt light quiver and some soft sniffing in return.
When he pulled himself off from the kiss, he saw her crying silently. He kissed kissed away her tears and caressed her cheeks with his thumb.
"My baby couldnot recognize me" she let out her inner turmoil finally.
That is exatly what Arnav wanted her to react. He never wanted to be intimate to her but he know that was the only way he could crack the silence. He know she becomes too emotional once he is physically loved.
Arnav kissed her forehead once again and said "I am sorry khushi! I really am for keeping you both away from each other".
Khushi gripped his night shited and sobbed. "What harm did I do to her that you wanted me to stay away from her?"
"You have not done anything khushi. It is my fault"
"she can never recognize me".
"she will".
"She will not"
"she will" he said firmly.
Three four drops traced her cheeks.
"Khushi! She is your daughter right?"
Khushi suddenly felt her heart skip a beat hearing that.
"right?" he asked again.
"I……..I don't know" she bit her lips and sobbed harder.
"She is khushi! She is your daughter and no one, I mean it haan! No one has more right on her than you".
Arnav pulled her towards him, making her rest her head on his chest.
"you know what khushi? Even if di comes today, still you will be muskaan's sole mother. No one deserves hers more than you do".
Khushi closed her eyes, her tears bathing Arnav chest now, soaking her t-shirt. But he felt nice that atleast she is crying on his chest.
"she has orphaned her when she was really small, I can never forgive my di for that no matter how much I love her. Being a mother she just cannot leave her child like this".
"Musky is really very lucky to have you" he said caressing her hair.
"She will get the best mother in this world". For the first time I don't regret that di has left her. Yes I do feel bad about the emptiness, but I have faith in you that you will give her more than my di could have ever given her.
Khushi started crying bitterly hearing those words from his mouth. Even Arnav couldnot control in emotions and if one could see though his word he would have able to see his wet lashes.
"but……" she was about to say something when Arnav slowly picked her up by her shoulders and rested her on the pillow
he got up from the bed and walked towards the cupboard.
Khushi looked at his retreating back and calmed herself down a bit.
After coming back he showed the locket to her to which khushi got up and held it.
Wiping her tears and composing herself she said "yeh? Yeh to meine musky to diya tha". (this I have given it to muskaan)
"How dare you?" Arnav said in a firm tone.
Khushi looked at him surprisingly not understanding his last line.
"Khushi! Do you know I made you wear this?"
Khushi had no idea what he is talking about. She stared at him blankly.
Arnav opened the hook and made her wear it once again while telling her "that day when I met with an accident, this locket came out in musky's hand while playing but you did not come to know as you were too busy with her that time." After locking it securely he looked at khushi and continued "later when you slept in my room I made you wear this locket".
Khushi understood what he wad impling too. He meant it was a symbolic mangalsutra that he had tied around her neck.
Khushi felt her heart swell hearing such a thing from her Arnav ji which was beyond her imagination.
She touched the "Om" locket and looked at him.
"do not open it in future. Ok?" he said in a polite tone.
Arnav hugged her back feeling something inside him tiring the chain once again around her neck and kissed her shoulder.
Khushi slid her arms around lightly feeling his warmth.
After 5 minutes of their silent embrace Arnav spoke "I know I don't have the right to ask you this khushi, but still I would ask, do you trust me?"
After a couple of seconds he sensed her nodding in approval.
He hugged her more and said "then don't worry, I will make things alright".
"Musky is all yours khushi, give her sometime she is a baby, and I know you will win her back and very soon she will call you Maah!
He said wiping his tears which was about to fall any moment.