Arhi FF: The Other Part Of Me Part 2

“Arnav Singh Raizada!”

The name rang in Khushi's ears. Something was familiar about the name. But what was it? She scrunched her brows as if in a deep thought. But she soon came out of her reverie when the other passengers started pushing her. "Let's get out of here!" Nani squirmed and went out of the plane. "Umm....beta , who is coming to pick you up?" nani asked. "Well , i am gonna take a cab and go to a nearby hotel and stay there....that's the plan!" Khushi hesitated. "Are you sure?" nani asked. She had come to like this girl. She was beautiful, ambitious, smart and naive. Perfect for any man. "You can stay with me , if you want!" nani suggested. Khushi opened her mouth to say something but was stopped by man wearing a black coat who came running to the old woman and hugged her.

"Nani!" she heard him whisper as she saw him hugging the old woman. "NK bitwa....kesan ho?" nani smiled as she cupped his face in her hands. "I am fine....I just came from the office!" he sighed. It was then , that NK’s gaze fell on khushi. Their eyes locked. "Those eyes....they are familiar...." NK thought. Khushi too was confused. Nani saw the gesture , she chuckled. "Umm....beta , this is my grandson NK and NK....this is my favorite writer , Khushi Shergill..." nani introduced them. NK, formally extended his hand towards her. They shaked hands. "Umm....NK , she is staying with us!" nani smiled. "What?" both of them yelled. "Yes...now you two , off to the car....i want to meet my granddaughter too...." nani commanded and walked towards NK's car. NK looked khushi. She shrugged her shoulders.

NK  picked nani's and khushi's stuff and dashed them into the car. "Nani....are you sure about this?" he asked. "Yes...i am! Now drive...." she smiled and looked towards khushi , who was surprised too. They headed off to the Raizada Mansion. 

"Wow....that's a big house...." khushi thought. NK smiled at khushi. “I know what you’re thinking! Even I had the same expression when I entered the house for the first time. It’s humungous!” NK chuckled and khushi smiled. “Let’s get inside , shall we?” NK asked and motioned khushi inside the house. Khushi had a peculiar hobby of taking photos everything. So she took out her camera and started clicking pictures of the house. She had a Nikon D60 with her. As she started taking pictures of the house , she noticed a young boy sitting in the corner of the pool and watching the plants. She went towards him.

“Beautiful plants aren’t they?” khushi asked him. It was Aryaan. Aryaan looked at khushi. “Hmm…it is! This the only thing that connects me to my parents , especially my dad!” he sighed. Khushi looked at him shockingly. “Umm…by the way , I am…” she was stopped by aryaan who didn’t look at her and said “I know! You’re Khushi Shergill , the famous writer….my bari-nani told me about you!” he sighed and thrusted his hands in his pockets. He looked at the plants and then at khushi again and with an aura of sadness and mystery , he went away from there. Khushi looked at his retreating figure. She felt bad for him.

She took her camera and took some photos of Aryaan when he was not looking. “His eyes are full of sadness….I wonder why though!” she thought as she glanced through the pictures. She sighed and went inside. She saw NK listening to music. It was her favourite band ‘Backstreet Boys’ song ‘Unmistakable’. “That song always remind me of Kunal!” she thought as tears made their through her orbs. “Will you be , Unmistakable!” she hummed the song as looked around the house.

She went inside a room. The room was warm enough but the way it was presented , made her feel cold as ice. “Why is everyone so mysterious in the house?” she thought. She was so engaged in her thoughts that she didn’t notice the knob of the washroom door turn and a figure of a man coming out.

“Hey , who the hell are you and what are you doing in my room?” she heard a hoarse voice coming from her back. As she turned around , she was greeted by the same familiar eyes she thought she had seen before. And then it came crashing down to her. Arnav…ASR…Roro….her roro…”Arnav…?” she gasped. Arnav was horrified to see her. He didn’t remember her properly but knew she was an old acquaintance. Hearing arnav’s scream , anjali , nani and NK rushed into his room. “Kya hua Chottey?” asked anjali. Even nani was startled but only NK smiled. “So this was to happen?! They are facing each other again….just as khushi took an oath!” “Umm….chottey she might have lost her way that is why she is here….please don’t get angry….” Anjali requested , but it fell into deaf ears as khushi , arnav and NK were lost into each other.

Nani and anjali noticed this. They decided to wait downstairs for the three of them. Even though anjali closed the door behind her , khushi could hear the loud music and song playing outside the room. ‘Unmistakable…’ NK thought. “There come a day , when you walk out of your dreams , face to face , like I am imagining , Baby , how can I be sure , that you’re the one I am waiting for….” These words rang in arnav’s ears.”Who are you…?” arnav asked , which even startled him. But khushi sighed. “Aab isse kya farak parta hai arnav?!” she took her camera and went out of the room. “If she’s your girlfriend NK , then I am not tolerating her nonsense….” Arnav yelled. NK was surprised. “What…? No….she…she isn’t my girlfriend ,she…don’t you remember….anything? Anything at all?” he asked. But arnav shrugged his shoulder and went towards the poolside.

Khushi was fuming. “Devi Maiyya…aapko aur koi nahi mila….yeh…arnav....Roro…I had to bump into him….after all these years….” She murmured under her breath. Then she remembered her stupid oath which she took when she was in the 10^th standard.

“Arnav Singh Raizada….saari zindagi pareshan karke rakhungi main tumhe….dekhlena tum!”

“Shit…how could I do that?! Maine apna hi gadda khud kodha…” she muttered. Then she felt someone patting on her shoulders. It was anjali. “Khushiji…I hope I can call you that…please have a seat , lunch is ready!” she smiled. Khushi nodded and sat down. Nani came down and sat on her place. Anjali was trying to signal khushi not to sit in the place she was sitting because that was arnav’s seat , but nani stopped her. Arnav came down and saw this. He was fuming with anger. “That’s my seat…” he growled at khushi. Nani and anjali thought that khushi might just pass out due to arnav’s anger , but to their surprise , she was sitting calmly. “Simple…sit somewhere else….” Khushi spat and rolled her eyes. Arnav was flabberghasted. “Excuse me?” he asked. “I said , sit somewhere else…and please buy a hearing machine if you need that so desperately!” khushi spat again.

Arnav was horrified. No one dared to talk to him like that , not even his own siblings and this girl? “Chottey , go and sit beside aryaan….” Nani commanded. Arnav rolled his eyes at khushi and sat near aryaan. Khushi noticed that the father and son took no notice of each other. As if they do not exist to each other. It was disturbing. NK came down. He sat near anjali and took his chappati. “Hey khushi , do show me those photos ok?” he asked. Khushi smiled. “Absolutely…I would love to show you….” She said.”By the way , miss Khushi Shergill…with whose permission did you take these pictures…?” arnav asked. “I don’t need your permission to take pictures of nature…they are not your property MR.RAIZADA!” she exclaimed. “Well….THIS house is definitely my property , so…with whose bloody permission were you showing off your skills as a photographer….?” He asked trying to maintain his cool , but failing badly.

“There is no rule in the Constitution that I cannot do what I please….and plus , I am a guest here so I think I do have that much liberty…right Anjaliji?” she asked anjali. “Yeah…you do….khushi are you an LL.B graduate or something?” anjali asked. Arnav looked up. “Yes anjaliji….by profession I am a legal advisor but I just take photos and write books for time pass that’s it!” khushi smiled. Nani was very impressed. “You’re a legal advisor?” NK asked. “Yeah I am….I work for Samsung…!” she said. Everyone was startled. Khushi eyed arnav. She got up from the table after finishing her lunch and looked at arnav. “So Mr. Raizada….before you teach me law , I think I can teach you a lot about your own manners.…” she smirked and left the dining hall.

“She is still the same tigress she used to be….” NK smiled to himself. “What’s so funny NK?” he heard Arnav’s voice. NK laughed out loud. “Oh arnav….I am glad she is back in your life…I mean , other than me , nani and di , you have someone else to knock some senses into your head!” he exclaimed happily and went away. The atmosphere of the house somewhat changed for the good.

“He is still the same ass he used to be!” khushi thought. “No wonder why everyone’s so scared to death here….” She thought again.

HAPPY READING! :D

Arhi FF: Comeback Arnavji Part 16

PART 16:

Muskaan waved her hands in front of aditya's face to bring him out of his reverie. "Ya...what?" he asked. "What were you thinking? It's ok, let's go. I know you're pretty desperate to meet your wife..." She smiled and teased him in the whole journey, to the hospital. Yet, another feature of Aleyah , his sister.

They drove off to the hospital and found arnav and khushi sleeping peacefully in each other's arms on the couch in anjali's ICU. Anjali was still not conscious and the doctors, including muskaan did tell that since she had to go through so many operations altogether, her body is tired and will take time to get up. "Do you know the reason why she is so reluctant in getting involved with you, even when you're her husband?" muskaan asked aditya. "Is because that she thinks that she can never love anyone else like she did, at first! She needs time and I know that heartbroken people usually take time to heal! But she can heal perfectly, if your there with her!" she sighed and looked up at him. He nodded.

Soon enough they woke arnav and khushi up and they were in a complete mess. "Ahem...so, what's going on guys?!" muskaan teased them. Khushi turned tomato red and ran out of the room while arnav stood there, scratching his head and chuckling. "I don't like you!" he pouted at muskaan and she laughed. "Whatever...did anyone say you look like a mad dog?! Go and get a shower and freshen up...go home!" she smiled and pushed arnav lightly towards the door."Hey...the keys muskaan?!" arnav came back and asked. She smiled and threw the keys at him. She saw him going away with it and looked back at aditya.

"Umm...hey khushi!" arnav yelled to stop her. "Wait for me!" he yelled and soon enough reached her."I am coming with you okay?" he asked. Khushi nodded and blushed. As they drove back to the Raizada House, Khushi's heart kept skipping a beat. Was she really sitting beside arnav who was driving her home? And when she remembered last night's passionate kisses, she just couldn't stop herself from smiling. "Are you okay?" she arnav ask her. "Umm...ya! What will happen to me?" she stuttered. "No, I mean your smiling without any reason...or is there a reason?" he cocked his brow and looked at her. "Did anybody tell you how beautiful you are?" he asked and looked back at her.

"No, after my husband, no one really bothered to, I guess!" she sighed. Arnav smiled and looked back at the road. They reached home and were greeted by nani and payal. "Hi..." payal said to khushi and took her inside whereas arnav's gaze followed her. He didn't notice that nani was saying something. All he could understand was the fact that Khushi was walking away from him. And khushi? She too kept on looking back at arnav, oblivious to the fact that payal was literally shaking her for answers. When both the ladies, noticed the condition of the lovebirds, they chuckled. Finally, peace was returning at their house.

As khushi entered her room, she saw a box kept on her bed. "Who could this be from?" she thought and opened the box. It had a beautiful pink sari in it with an ochre brown color blouse. "It's beautiful!" she gasped. "You like it?" she heard none other than muskaan asking her. "Ya...when did you come back...i love it!" she sighed. "Just now...when you were talking to yourself! Thank God...it took me 2 hours to hunt down that thing! How do you guys manage to wear it?" she asked as she took the bottle and drank down the whole water. "You gotta be kidding me? You never wore a sari in your whole life?" khushi asked, startled. Muskaan nodded. "Nope! It's too confusing, I mean you wrap it around your waist and wrapping and wrapping...geez!" she stuck out her tongue like a kid. Khushi laughed. "Wow...you sure are a tomboy!" khushi sighed. "Yeah baby I am! Now get dressed or your hubby's gonna get restless...and a restless hubby, especially arnav...is a hard thing to handle!" she winked at khushi and left her room.

As muskaan entered her room, she saw NK sitting on her bed. His expression was something which she could not read. "NK?" she whispered. NK noticed her and got up. "Umm...I just wanted to say that you did a great job with Di! Thanks!" he gasped. "That's a part of my job NK!" she whispered. NK grabbed her shoulders and pinned her to the wall. "I want everything of you, with you Aleyah. It took me time to realize but...i love you! A lot!" he whispered. Muskaan was stunned at the confession. "What?" she asked. NK nodded. "NK I am sid's girlfriend and I like him...more than I ever liked you so I am sorry!" she gasped and removed his hands from her shoulders. "Is it because of that unfortunate day Aleyah because if it is then I am sorry for that but that doesn't mean we can't be together isn't it?!" he whispered. "Look...I am sorry NK but...it's not possible okay?!" she whispered. "But why? Why do you always reject the people who loves you...I have seen you from childhood! The guys come up propose to you and you say no' plain and simple!" he yelled.

"KEEP YOUR VOICE DOWN NK I DON'T WANT PEOPLE TO HEAR OUT ALL THESE SH**!" Muskaan yelled too. "If you want to be with Sid, I won't stop you, but I don't know what is stopping you from going to him and saying that you love him!" he whispered and went out of her room. Her eyes were filled with tears that now streamed down her cheeks.

Arnav went up to call khushi downstairs. "Hey, can I come in?" he knocked at her door. "Ya..." He heard her whisper. As he entered her room, he saw Khushi in that sari. He was mesmerized. "Wow...you look ethereal!" he gasped. Khushi blushed. "Wait a minute..." Arnav stopped and scanned her from top to bottom. He smirked. "That's a Manish Malothra sari, it's about 1,50,000 rupees! Muskaan gave it right?" he smiled. "1,50,000?" Khushi gulped. "Yup! That's definitely her choice! Funky and cute and Manish Malothra!" he laughed.  "Unbelievable!" khushi gasped and sat on the couch. "Well...she's a multi millionaire you gotta accept that!" he chuckled. "And, she is not gonna wear a sari...can you believe that?" khushi complained. "I know...that's my muskaan! She's a tomboy...and stubborn and sometimes irritating..." He laughed. "By the way, you look gorgeous in this...except..." he pressed his lips together.

"Except what?" she asked. Arnav came near and opened up her tied hair. "I like it open!" he gasped and smacked her right cheek with a kiss. Khushi blushed profusely. "You know I could make your make-up company run at a loss!" arnav chuckled. "Why?" she asked. "Because, you always blush whenever I am near you! You don't need that artificial blusher to show that!" arnav winked and khushi's lips turned into an O' shape. But she smiled when she saw arnav smiling. "Let's go shall we?" arnav asked and motioned her to the door. Khushi smiled and obliged.

"Oh look, its khushi bahu...how are you?" one of the guests said. "Ji I am good!" khushi obliged. "Arre naniji...it's about time, arnav needs a dad...why don't you marry khushi off to someone..." The guests laughed. They spotted arnav and muskaan talking to each other. "Hmph...see khushi...your husband doesn't remember you and also looks very happy with his new girlfriend...so you better get married too right?" she asked. "No...muskaan is arnavji's friend and I still have faith on both of them that they will soon return me my husband!" khushi said and strolled off. Nani smiled proudly.

Arnav saw khushi serving drinks to everyone. Every girl or women in the house wore a saree excepting his best friend. "Oh come on muskaan...it's just for a day, you could have wore one!" arnav complained. "Ya...thanks for the compliment!" muskaan rolled eyes.

"Khushiji, the international delegates have arrived..." aaskash whispered to khushi and she went and introduced herself to them. "Hello...I am Khushi Singh Raizada...the CEO of AR company..." she greeted them. Arnav saw this. "Wow...she is a woman of control...good!" he smiled and went upstairs to get some fresh air but bumped into muskaan again. "Where are you going in such a hurry!" he asked. "It's an emergency case...I have to go!" she ran towards the door and went out with her car. "Arnav, where is muskaan?" aditya came up to him and asked. "Umm...she just went to the hospital for an emergency case, why?" he asked. "Shyam escaped from jail!" he huffed. "What?!" arnav gasped.

Muskaan reached the hospital only to find that it was a wrong call. "This usually doesn't happen!" she thought but then she got a message from shyam.

"Meet me at the Central Park! Come Alone"

"Great, the villain escapes from the prison!" she muttered under her breath and drove to the Central Park. As she reached there, she saw that Shyam was standing alone with a gun, ready to knock her down. "Really? That's your master plan' to knock me down?" she laughed. "Why? Do you think you can escape me?" shyam muttered under his breath. "Yes...yes of course I can because unlike you, I am trained by my uncle who was a much better shooter than my dad!" she smirked as she took out her revolver. "Such a funny job isn't it? Ms. Aleyah? Saving lives in the day and taking them at night?" shyam gasped as he and muskaan started to circle each other. "You know what your problem is? You think that you can get your ass anywhere you want and people will appreciate you...but you are so wrong! People hate you and when my dad's motive of having you with him is over he will kill you too!" she smirked. At this point, shyam fired at her but missed badly.

"Oh and by the way, I am good at what I do! I am a good doctor and a good shooter so you better be prepared for the worst!" she said as she saw the policemen circling around him. "I told you to come alone!" shyam yelled. "Yup I know but fortunately I am not a dumb ass like you or my father!" she smiled as pointed her gun down and within a fraction of a second, shyam fired at her. For the first time his bullet hits her on the shoulder and it starts bleeding. Muskaan points her gun towards him with the other hand and shoots at his knee so that he would stop running. The police caught hold of an unconscious Shyam and took him into their van. "Ma'am are you alright?" asked one of the younger officers. "Ya I am fine just drive me to the hospital will ya?!" she asked and they drove her to her own hospital.

"Are you freaking crazy muskaan?" Helen asked as she dressed her wound. "No...just...just take out the damn bullet!" she screamed. "Ok ok! Stop yelling at me!" she said. She took her forceps and took out the big bullet from her upper right shoulder. "Woah...show me!" muskaan exclaimed. "You're excited to see the bullet which hit you so badly? What am I missing?" Helen asked, disbelievingly. "Come on...let me see!" muskaan exclaimed and Helen gave her the bullet. "I need to take this to Khalid Bhai..." She thought and told Helen to make it a sample and give it to her. She went out of the hospital.

As she drove towards the raizada house, she knew that she had a lot of explaining to do. It was difficult for her to drive with an injured arm but she had no other choice. She entered the house and wished that she would get unnoticed by everyone, but she wasn't missed by arnav. "Hey where were..." He stopped dead on his tracks when he saw the bleeding bandage on her right shoulder. "I am fine..." She whispered and went up to her room. As soon as she entered, she was followed by the whole raizada house. "How did this happen?" khushi asked as sat beside muskaan and took a good look at her wound. "Well...for starters, shyam had escaped from jail and gave a me false alarm from the hospital but he actually called to meet me, so...yup I got hurt in that process!" she concluded. "Does it hurt?" arnav asked. "Well...to be true, yes a bit but I think I am gonna be just fine!" she smiled. "If you need anything just tell us okay?" nani asked and kissed her forehead. "I think I'll stay here..." Khushi said. "Me too!" arnav whispered. "Okay...we'll be downstairs!" aditya announced and they went out.

"You should have called me!" arnav freaked out. "Called and tell you what? That man was about to kill you, how am I supposed to tell you that he texted me?!" muskaan justified. "Muskaan, where is shyam now?" khushi asked. "Oh he's in police custody with a much more tight security than before!" muskaan huffed as she took a pillow and swung it under her knee and lied down on the bed. "You still should have told me or taken me!" arnav whispered. "Hey, listen I didn't wanna spoil this moment for you!" muskaan argued. "You are not spoiling anything but you need to trust me!" arnav argued back. "Trust you with what? Arnav I am not gonna risk your life just because MY dad wants to see ME dead!" muskaan sighed and lied back again. This was the first time khushi witnessed arnav and muskaan's fight. "You don't understand do you?" arnav asked. "Understand what arnav?" muskaan looked up at him.

"You gotta understand that I can't lose you...I am...we are already on the verge of losing sid and now if something had happened to you..." Arnav doesn't complete as he breaks down at her feet. "What no...oh my God arnav seriously...nothing would have happened okay? The police was there with me...come here!" she said, arnav walked up to her and hugged her tightly. "It's okay...!" she smiled. Khushi saw the mutual understanding and the powerful bond they shared. It was beautiful. "I am glad you're ok muskaan!" khushi smiled. "Thank you!" muskaan mouthed. "Okay arnav and khushi...get out of my room because I need sleep please...it's been ages since I slept...!" She huffed. Arnav patted lightly on her back and smiled. "Okay...goodnight...! If you need anything please , please tell me...ok?" he whispered. "Ok!...goodnight!" she said and arnav and khushi went away.

"I know you're scared of losing her aren't you?" khushi asked as she followed him to their child's room. "It's her birthday tomorrow! How could I have let this happen to her?" he cried. "Arnavji...she is fine can't you see?" khushi asked. "You're not looking at the bigger picture. Her dad WILL kill her one day or another!" he whispered. Khushi gasped. Was her father really so cruel that he would kill his own blood? "I don't know how to console you arnavji but I know that everything will be fine!" khushi whispered and kept her hand on his shoulder. Arnav turned around and hugged her. "They are an important part of my life, and I cannot imagine my life without them!" he cried. "Shhh...it's ok...i promise nothing will happen to them!" she gasped. She herself didn't know what was true and what was false.

The whole night, muskaan was awake. She couldn't sleep properly at all. "Sid has to wake up! Why is he still unconscious?" she thought and removed the quilt from her body. She was going to the hospital! She quietly drove out of the house and sped towards the hospital. She entered Sid's ICU. It looked like he was fast asleep. "I wonder when you will wake up?" she thought and came near his bed. She sat near the bed and took his pale hands in hers. "You have to come back to me okay? Or else I am gonna disown you if you leave without permission!" she cried. "You had so many plans about the future with me, I...i wanted to tell you that I am ready to be a part of it...please don't leave me!" she cried. Sid pressed her hands lightly in his unconsciousness. Sid moaned. Muskaan looked up. "Sid?" she whispered. She saw him opening his eyes gently.

"Oh...oh my...doctor!" she yelled and soon the Chief of surgery entered. "Sid...sid are you ok?" muskaan asked as she placed her palms on his cheeks. "Hmm...I am fine..." he groaned. "You said you would disown me if I left without permission!" he smiled softly and muskaan smiled too. "Well, he seems to be fine but still he is a bit weak! I'll suggest complete bed rest for you young lad and as of you Dr. Bharadwaj, can you please come to my chamber?" the chief huffed and went away. "I'll be back!" muskaan whispered and kissed his cheeks and went away whereas Sid was surprised to receive the affection.

"May I come in sir?" Muskaan asked. "Ya..." the chief said. "So...you called me up for?" muskaan enquired. "Well, you see I have been in service for the past 34 years in my life and now I want to go back to my family..." He said. "But I can't leave this hospital in an irresponsible hand so I am going to make you the chief of surgery..." He concluded. Muskaan was shocked. "What? Me? But...but why?" she stuttered. "It's not just me Dr. Bharadwaj, even the management agrees with me!" the chief huffed. "I want you to think about it!" he smiled. "Now go!" he motioned her out. Muskaan didn't know what to do! Should she accepting her promotion or not?

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