Wednesday, 19 December 2012


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Chap 52
"Her Return Gift"
Khushi was stirring the batter to remove all the lumps while arnav sat on the kitchen slab and admired her, looking at her lovingly.
She was so engrossed in making jalebi's that she did not realize a pair of eyes scanning her every curve top to bottom with his passionate eyes.
When she was almost done with her batter, pushed her locks behind her ears and turned towards the counter to take the sugar free tablets, she saw his husband boring his eyes on her.
She immediately stiffen and straightened herself. Feeling numerous butterflies in her stomach she tried to gulp some which felt as if coming towards her throat.
She was so nervous that she couldnot even dare to look at him after that.
Looking at her bewailed state he smirked and got down from the counter in one go and leaned on the counter crossing his hands without breaking his eye contact with her.
She cleared her throat and walked towards him and stood right in front of him.
He raised his eyebrows and searched in her eyes. "ya?" he said in a husky tone.
"Erm! The''''''''''..sugar''''''''''.tab'let" she fumbled.
He turned his head to see the tablet pack lying just behind him.
"go ahead and take it".
"aaap'.erm thoda hatiye". (please move)
He shifted about quarter inch or so.
She raised her lashes and then again looked down'."thoda aur"  a little bit more.
He slid his arms around her waist and pulled her towards him and said in his husky tone "kya?" (what)
The way he said kya was enough for her to make her legs like a jelly.
He thought of not torturing her anymore atleast on this day, their whole life is left to do what he wants and how he wants but not today. It was her day and she has every right to do the way she wished.
He put his hand at the back and got the container and gave it to her.
She was a liitle shocked though. Was not expecting him to leave her so easily but she quickly took it and resumed her cooking.
After the jalebi's were done she served it on the plate and washed her hands.
"erm! Its done".
Arnav clapped his hand and said "Ok! So its sweet time now wify".
"Wify? Did he call her wify just now?" she felt happy for the new name given by him at the same time felt sad that it was only for four more months
He quickly came towards her and pecked her cheeks then turned her around and picked up a jalebi and stuffed in her mouth.
Khushi grabbed his hand and took a bite. Munching down slowly she felt her hands stuck in the middle not wanting to feed him. she remember his birthday where he threw the full plate on the floor in rage and blurted out the truth of Musky.
She felt a warm tear accumulating she quickly turned the other side and was about to wipe it when he held her hand and turned her towards him once again.
He came close to her and wipe her tears with his thumb. "mujhe nahi khilayogi?" (wont you feed me?"
She kept the jalebi piece on the plate and said "you really don't have to do this for me" she looked at him directly now.
He came more close almost touching her, "I said its not about me or you anymore khushi, its WE".
He held her hand and made her pick up the same piece which she kept on the plate and advanced towards his mouth.
Khushi nervously looked at him and the jalebi steering glances on both time to time.
She tried to pull back again but it was a little late. He took the jalebi piece from her hand and munched.
There was silence for few minutes. She was looking at him, he was looking at her, so many unsaid emotions rushing down their spine. The atmosphere getting heated up due to the tension, the anxiety. Neither he was telling anything nor she had the strength to ask him.
She just could not take it anymore and turned the other side. She felt his warm arms tickling her belly and his breath kissing her ears.
"Di, ki yaad diladi khushi".
She immediately turned towards him and hugged him the way she used to hug him. with all her love, with all her affection, with all her force, pressing her against him totally, not sparing a single inch of space between them.
While hugging him she saw his teary eyes and just control her emotions anymore.
He hugged her back squeezing her in his arms feeling as if half of his burden got drained in that hug. His khushi hugged him. just like the way he loves forgetting every damn thing he has done with her. Forgetting every damn "chot" wound he has given her.
Silently taking away his pain in that hug there she was his khushi, only his khushi.
In no time he picked her up in his arms and walked towards their room.
Tucking her along with him in the comforter he kissed her forehead and made her smuggle him up against his chest and helped her to sleep peacefully in his warmth.
Khushi clutched his shirt and slept.
Next day morning she was pleasantly surprised by tiny little hands creeping down her cheeks. She woke up and saw her little angel on her bed right beside her, wishing her mumma with her cute wet kisses.

She quickly smuggled with her and took her inside the quilt and kissed her thoroughly.

Rubbing her nose on her tummy, Khushi made musky giggle and feast her hair.

"maah!" she called out.

"Happy Birthday mumma!" she heard him.

Uncovering her face from the duvet she saw him. Her heart did some back flips seeing him in her gifted –shirt which fitted him perfectly. She know his colour very well. White never look so sexy in any man before him. She just could stop herself from drooling over her husband.

He wiggled his eyebrows bringing his trade mark smirk on his face gesturing her as if asking how was he looking. In return she just gave him an amused look.

"dhan tan tan! Happy birthday my bhabi darling". Khushi almost chocked hearing bhabi from Misha's mouth.

She placed the breakfast try on the bed and fed her kheer.

"I know you did not brush Khushi! But aaj ka din chalta hai" (but today you can ignore all these you know?)

Khushi took a little portion of kheer in her finger and fed Musky first. She happily licked her finger and widened her eye slurping some air and making an amused noise holding khushi's finger.

Khushi picked some more kheer and fed her once again.

Arnav felt overwhelmed to see the mother daughter bonding yet again in front of his eyes. How his entire family missed her angel in last two months. It was miserable not only for him but also for that little baby.

How cruel he was to separate these two people from each other. How dare he did that?

But today seeing musky respond to her was a sight, which he can never forget in his life.

"Baby is enjoying the kheer? Hai na?" Khushi spoke to her in a baby tone to which she sucked some air and bounced her spongy butts on khushi's lap, dipping khushi's finger inside the bowl and then sucking it.

"Apni mamma ke paas hai to khush to hogi hi na?" (she is with her mumma, she will be happy only) misha said.

Kushi looked at misha and gave her a genuine smile.

She looked at Arnav who was standing near the door, holding acer in his hand said "Thank you, thank you so much for this surprise". She looked back to musky and kissed her. Musky looked at Khushi and gave her a wide smile "Maah!" she called out.

"My baby" Khushi said before embracing her.

Arnav, Khushi, Misha and Gul met rohan outside their apartment. Misha introduced Khushi to rohan. Then they all started for shopping.

After their exhausting shopping finally Khushi and Arnav was back to their apartment to change their dress and dress up for the dinner, which was a treat by misha and rohan.

Khushi wore her bottle green saree which was gifted by Arnav today on her birthday and Arnav wore his three piece black suit.

Arranging the pallu she was doing her final touch up when Arnav came and pecked her cheeks. Khushi flushed a little and then turned towards him.

Arnav saw her a little pale face and asked "What happened Khushi? Aren't you well?"

Khushi wanted to tell him about her chums which has started few minutes back, but she did not want to spoil misha's invitation. She decided to keep quite.

"Nothing! Just a little tired" she said while fixing her ear tubs.

Arnav became a little suspicious and asked again "are you sure?"

"hmm!" she nodded.

"Ok lets go then" he held her waist the both of them walked out of their apartment.

"They were waiting for the lift to arriave when they heard some neibours gossiping about them".

Khushi felt him going stiff in anger and quickly held his hand and looked at him.

Feeling her arms on his hand he looked back to Khushi, who was looking at him.

He gave her a smile and suppressed his anger.


The moment Khushi stepped inside the pub the light went off. She quickly held arnav's hand as tightly as possible.

In no time she was picked up by him in his arms and the spot light started following the stunning couple while the most romantic number started playing from the moive 1920 Evil Returns.

Aankhon ne aankhon se kahi daastaan
Tumko banake raazdaan
Baahon me jannat aa gayi khushnumaa
Tum jo huye ho mehrbaan.

The whole hall started applauding for them while he carried his princess towards the stage and steadied her on the floor.

Jism se jism ka yun taaruf huaa
Ho gaye hum sanam rooh tak aashna

He slid his arms around her waist and digged his nails on her skin sending her goose bumps. And then twirling her around and dropping her on the floor holding her by her nape.

Ek zara jo chale do kadam saath me
Mill gaya hai hume zindagi ka pata

He stepped towards her and held her hand. Kissing her knuckles he tucked her locks behind her ears and kissed her cheeks. The crowd went gaga over the hot couple sizzling the dance floor with their charm.

Jaanu na main tujhme mera hissa hai kya
Par ajnabi apna mujhe tu laga

They swayed in sync with each other totally lost in their own little world. Khushi turned towards him and touched his stubbles and closed her eyes preparing herself to be kissed by her husband.
A small VM showcasing Arshi's dance on the same song mentioned in the post.

Sunday, 16 December 2012


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Chap 51
"Pyaar Ki Yeh Raat Hai"
He gave Khushi a last peck on her head and looked at the half sleepy musky, resting her head after such a long time on her mumma's shoulder. He flicked her chubby cheeks and she gave me the most beautiful smile slowly closing her lids and drowning in sleep in her peaceful world, her mumma's arms.
Just when he was about to close the door he saw misha crying near the door. He quickly hugged him and pressed herself. "I am so proud of you bhaiya, I am so proud" she said in between her sobs.
Arnav hugged her and just couldnot control his emotions any more. "I have hurt her a lot mish, a lot".
Misha could feel her brother's chest field fid so many emotions, her t-shirt getting soaked by his uncontrollable tears.
"Bhaiya, I know you will make everything fine".
He broke from the hug and kissed her. "Mish, you are an angel, you know that?"
Misha said in teary eyes, I am what, you have made me bhaiya, agaar aap mujhe nahi sambhalte to phir'.."
Arnav pressed his finger on her lips and pulled her tight hug.
"You are the best bhaiya and a best father in this whole world and I am sure you will be the best husband too".
He gave a sad smile to her and said biting his jaws "I hope so".
"Bhaiya, she loves you a lot and you know it".
"Yap, but I have hurt her a lot too".
"Just love her, she doesnot want anything more".
"I want her love back Mish".
"she will bhai".
The drive back home was a quite affair. She was a little grumpy on Arnav because she did not let her stay back in the bunglow with musky. After such a long time she met her and she even called her maah! But Arnav was hell bend on bringing her back to their apartment.
Khushi after a long time spent some quality time with mish, admiring her when she was sleeping in her arms, playing with her with her toys, talking to her, cuddling her, feeding her, making her sleep and finally crying when she left for the apartment.
Reaching home she straight away got down from the car without waiting for him to join her. He sensed the situation and avoided her moog swings.
She walked though the corridor while he followed her.
Some neibours saw them coming started talking to each other.
"Look, humlog kya samajte the aur yeh kya nikli"
"umma, dikai pe mat jao"
Arnav just stood and glared at them. Both of them went inside their respective rooms.
Khushi angrily opened the door and went inside their room and locked herself in the bathroom. Where as Arnav came and cuddled Acer, gave him her night food and fondled her for someone.
Khushi came out of the bathroom in her night dress and went towards the kitchen to give food to her baby.
Upon reaching there she found acer sleeping cozily on Arnav's lap and Arnav resting his head on the sofa.
She walked towards them and picked her up.
Arnav's little nap got interrupted, "umm, I already gave her food".
"I know that" came a sharp and firm reply.
"you have changed?"
she did not speak.
"I think I will go and change too".
He got up and walked inside their room.
Khushi was making bed for Acer when she heard him saying, "Khushi, where have you kept the cupboard keys?
"Its in the drawer" she screamed.
He opened the drawer and fetched the keys. Getting it he opened his cupbord to take out his night stuffs.
In the process he found a plastic packet in between khushi's dress. Out of curiosity he took it out to check what was there and to his surprise he found a grey "v" necked t-shirt and a cute small pink gown. He couldnot stop but to feel overwhelmed with the feeling that someone has got something for him.
For him?
For the beast?
For the person who has given her nothing but pain?
For the person who has given her sorrows, hurt, literally absued her?
She is brought something for him? When? Why? Why did not she gave that to him?
He took the t-shirt and crumbled it in his hand then kissed it. He felt his emotions rushing down her spine. He took his night outfit and went side the bathroom to change.
Coming out he took the packet and went straight towards the kitchen area where she was almost done fixing Acer's bed.
In no time he picked her up and walked towards their room.
"Yeh'.yeh kya kar rahe hai aap, utariye mujhe neechy" she tried to protest (what are you doing? Put me down)
Arnav without listenting to her brought her inside their room and put her down. She pushed him a little and made an angry face.
He tried to remove her hair but she shoved his hands off.
She was about to turn and leave the room when he went ahead and locked the door.
It was nothing new for Khushi, and she is already immune to all these ruthlessness of him.
She crossed her arms on her chest and stood fuming.
Her back was facing him, he slowly came towards her and hugged her from behind hiding his face on her shouders.
She was for some moment taken a back. She was expecting something else but he was totally different.
She could feel his heart thumping on her back, his breadth showering her shoulders, his head resting in a relaxed way on her and his arms lazily sliding around his petite waist.
"Khushi!" he called her in a husky voice.
She invariable closed her eyes hearing her name from his mouth. The anger, which she tried to sustain were all gone in drain immediately.
"ab woh Karen bhi to kya Karen? No one has ever taken her name with so much passion after all.
"Thanks", he said in a whispering tone.
Slowly he started swaying holding her firmly in his grip. Khushi opened her eyes in surprise and looked down feeling a little shy, because his hardened form was hitting her on her back.
He pressed himself more. Yes he was turned on, and it wasnot out of attraction. It was more out of emotional rollar coaster, which he was currently going through.
Slowly he started humming the lyrics in a shayari tone
Aankhen band kar loo jo mein dekhu bas tumhe
khwabo mein hi keh sakta hoon apna tumhe
rehne de mera yeh vehm pe hi yakeen naa ja abhi

pyar ki yeh raat hain ab na jaa
chotti si ek baat hain ab na jaa'

As if the moment stood still in between them. Their heart was doing all talking. He made her face him and cupped her face.

"Why didnot you give me this?" he pointed towards the t-shirt which he led on the bed.

She was shocked to moticed that and then the reality hit her. The song lingering inside her ears, the feeling of to be loved, which was immersing suddenly drowned in some unknown world. The world of pain that he has given her time-to-time.

What could she say, why she has got it? What could she say why she has not given it to him?

She had tears in her eyes, her words chocking inside her throat. She just couldnot place herself to tell him.

he slid his arms around her waist and leaned near her ears and whispered.

"khushi! this is the first time someone got something for me, do you know? before this no one has gifted me anything. Maybe i had never gave them those kind of vibes so that they can give me". He said while turning her around.

she closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest feeling his entire form.

Arnav who was hugging her from the back slid his finger dragging entire length of her long silky arms said, "why khushi? why didnot you give me and musky these things?"

Breathing heard she replied, "I thought you might not like to be gifted by a middle class girl, this brand is nothing compared to what you wear. i thought i don't have the right to gift musky anything as she was your daughter". She tried to free herself from his grip. She put her arms on his arms and tried to move it but instead, she was twirled by him and landing on his chest directly.
"you are my wife khushi, and you not only have rights on me but anything and everything related to me", he said in a much heart tone. How he wished could undo what he did with her, but he knew words onces thrown out can never be taken back.
"aur musky? Who to tumhari bachhi hai na?" 
that's it listen to her name she just couldnot stop her tears any more. She started weeping to which Arnav pecked her lips and said "I am sorry baby, please don't cry sweetheart" he placed another kiss on her lips.
"muah!" he made a noise while kissing her with a chuckling effect.
He hugged her tightly and rubbed her back. "you know why I did not wanted you to stay there to night?"
Khushi looked at him and searched for the answer in his eyes.
He caressed the corner of her lips and said "because I wanted to spend your first birthday with you alone".
Suddenly Khushi felt a tug inside her belly. "He remembered her birthday? He did?" she thought.
"I remember anything and everything related to my wife Khushi, there is nothing to get so astomished" he said to which she couldnot control some more tears which kissed her warm red cheeks.
With a very low voice he asked "can I get a hug from you?"
Khushi looked at him with apologetic eyes. She knew he was missing her hugs these days and it was no less punishment for him given by her.
She slowly turned towards him and pressed her against him sliding her arms touching his back. 
He happily embraced her, though he knew it was not one of those special hugs, which she always gave him, but right now It was more than enough for him to feel her near him, embracing him.
"Happy Birthday baby!" he squeezed her in his embrace while she stuck to him like a second skin.
He claimed her lips and smooched her passionately not failing to touch every part of her body with his fingers. She too enjoyed his touch.
"Bohot mann kar raha hai" 
it came from no where.
Khushi nervously looked at him and was dumbfolded. She did not know what to answer.
He looked at her state and continued, "bohot din hogaya hai" and there couldnot be a better day to start it again.
Khushi was hell nervous now. "What does he mean? How can we have it?" she thought
"will you make jalebi's for me tonight?"
her breadth hitched, listening to what he asked. "Jalebi's" she thought. "how can he ask for jalebis? Is it for me he is asking? Then no, I cant do that, I know how much he becomes sad".
Some how she had a feeling that as he loves jalebi's he is don't it for her. And to be true he was doing this for her. If his wife can throw that in the dustbin and promise him that she will never have those despite of it being her favourite then "woh to itna kar hi sakta hai apni Khushi ke liye"
She quickly broke the hug and cupped his face.
"you don't have to do this for me".
He quickly pressed her finger on her lips and said, " I am doing it for us Khushi, and now we are not different people, we are same. And I want to make this birthday the best day of your life, please help me to do so. I need you help. I need you".
Arnav takes her out and Khushi gets high