Part - 2
The
pandit said as the man filled the partition of the woman with
sindoor(vermillion). Yes Shyam Manohar Jha and Khushi Kumari Gupta were married
now. Though it was an arranged marriage she vowed to fulfil it till the end of
her life. No matter what she will never leave the side of this man. Mrs. Khushi
Jha she thought smilingly adoring a slight blush on her face.
Khushi
entered her new house not a bunglow but a small flat with one hall kitchen and
two bedrooms. She could see only that much from where she stood right now. She
grinned and a small colour of red creped her face as she saw Shyam coming in
front of her with a plate of aarti. He did her aarti and kept the kalash filled
with rice at the door step.
Khushi
gave him a small smile and took a deep breath spilling the rice out of the
kalash promising herself to fill his life with happiness just like these rice
grains. He took her hand and brought her in. He showed her through all the house
and finally came towards bedroom. Suddenly Khushi felt wierd feelings take over
her heart. Was she ready for this ?
Shyam
sensed her being uncomfortable and immediately said,
Shyaam-
Khushi this is your room.
Khushi
suddenly looked up at him wide eyed, a wierd feeling of relief washed through
her. As if someone had just lifted a huge wieght off her
heart.
Khushi-
Wh..what ? I..I mean..You..m..me..
Shyaam-
Its ok Khushi, I understand. This all is new for us and I am not going to force
you into anything. You sleep in this room and I would sleep in the guest
room.
Khushi
just stood there awestruck, looking at him. She can't believe someone can be
this good. Shyaam just smiled at her and left for his room. Khushi closed the
room door behind her and sighed with relief. She was really satisfied with the
way things have turned out.
Arnav
tucked Deepti in the duvet, caressed her check and went and stood near the
poolsides. He was deep in his thought when he felt something soft hit his hip.
He immidieately got alert and turned around swiftly he looked here and there but
didnt see anyone but when he looked down he saw a an orange color marigold
flower resting there.
He
picked up the flower and he immidieately knew who this was he took baby steps
and immidieately went near the curtains and pulled out Akira his 3 year niece
whom he loved to no extent. A die hard Salman Khan fan stood there with a
slingshot in her hand looking at her mamu as she mimicked Hum Aapke hai Kaun
Scene.
Arnav
gave her his rarest smile reserved for very special people. He took her in his
arms and went and sat near the poolside chair and cradled her in his
arms.
Arnav-
So aki yeh kaunse movie ke scene kiya aapne ? ( So aki which movie scene you
depicted just now ?)
Akira -
( Slapping her forehead) Mamu...Apko kuch nai ata..Buddu..Itsh...Shalman Khan
philm...Hum Aapke hain kaun...( Mamu u dont know anything, Buddhu, Its a salman
Khan film Hum Aapke hai Kaun.)
Arnav-
Oh..I am sorry..Aki ( He said holding his ears)
Aki just
smiled at him showing him her grain like white teeth and kissed his both cheeks
and snuggled closed to him. The daily routine where she falls asleep in her
mamu's arm. Arnav saw her sleep and held her closer to him. He would never be
able to di for his own baby. He thought and let out a long
sigh.