Friday, 6 February 2015

194 OS 10 An Unexpected Visitor




Maar dala!







Part 2








Arnav looked at the sweet, enquiring face lifted up to his, his mouth open.

“Kahiye na, do you have a girlfriend?” she asked again.

“Er...no,” he muttered.

Her face fell. “Not even one?” she asked in disappointment.

Her open disenchantment with him amused him.






“No, not even one,” he smiled.

“Why not?” she asked openly.

“No time,” he admitted.

“No time? How can you have no time to have a girlfriend?” she scoffed. “The hero of my serial is working all twenty-four hours but still has the time to have do-do girlfriends,” she claimed.

Arnav chuckled. “That is the difference between real & reel life,” he remarked.

She snorted. “How can you call the life shown in the serial as reel life? My hero has life and blood, relations, feelings, mostly anger. It is real, as real as you and me, as real as this evening,” she said as she pointed out at the evening sky.

Suddenly all the fairylights decorating his garden lit up as they usually did in the evenings of the days leading to Diwali.

Khushi gasped.

He looked at her wonder-struck face and then at his garden. It looked magical, mysterious, a land for fairies to tread gently on dew drops...but not more beautiful than her face.

 He looked at her delighted and expectant face.

“Fairylights,” she breathed.

“Yes,” he muttered. “Di makes it a point to do this for a week before Diwali every year.”

She abandoned his tea mug and leaped out of bed. She ran to the glass door leading to his garden and disappeared through it.

He rushed out after her.

She was standing by the pool, her hands clasped to her chest.

“Is the Rabba Ve over?” he asked.

“Yes, yes,” she murmured. “Aap ko pata he, your house is very romantic,” she praised him.

His eyes wide, he turned to look at his bare room. She was calling this pagalkhana romantic?

“Just imagine, Arnavji, how wonderful it would be if my hero and heroine were here in this beautiful garden!” she sighed. She spread her arms as if she were a bird and spun around and around.

“Khushi, dhyan se,” he cautioned her.

She spun around laughing, “I have learned kathak, Arnavji. I have balance,” she laughed before falling into the cool pool with a plop.

Her laughter ceased as she swallowed water.

“Khushi,” he cried weakly.

“Arnavji,” she choked. “I know only kathak, not swimming,” she admitted, floundering in the water.

Arnav threw her a horrified look, threw off his shoes and quickly eased into the water. He waded up to her and caught hold of her arms and lifted her to stand on his feet.







“My legs are threatening to float away,” Khushi discovered.

“Don’t worry. They won’t go anywhere without your permission,” he comforted her.

Khushi caught hold of his wet shoulders with frantic hands.

“Do you still want the hero and heroine in the garden?” Arnav asked, smiling at her wet kitten look.

“Yes, but not in the water,” Khushi shivered as wind rustled the leaves of the trees in his garden.

He chuckled. “Let’s get you out of here,” he said, slowly inching towards the edge of the pool.

A knock sounded on the door.

Arnav and Khushi looked at each other in horror.

“Buaji,” Khushi whispered.

“Di,” he murmured.

The door opened and Anjali, Buaji, Mami and Nani came into the bedroom.

“Chotey,” Anjali called.

“Khussi?” Buaji called.

“Did you see a missing Khussi?” Mami asked. “Arnav bitwaa, bhere are yous?”

Arnav sighed. “Mami, Di, we are here.”

The ladies rushed to the pool to stand staring at the sight of the recluse and the wanderer standing neck-deep in water.

“Chotey,” Nani could say little more.

But Buaji could. “O Sanka Devi,” she began.

“Buaji,” Khushi’s teeth chattered as she tried to make her Buaji understand that she was not at fault.

“Is this your bathroom, Parmeswari?” Buaji asked, rolling her eyes.

“Buaji,” Khushi swallowed some of the pool water.

“And how did you manage to knock this poor bitwaa into the pool, Nandkisore?” Buaji asked, her hands on her hips.

“Chotey, kya hua?” Anjali asked, a worried look in her eyes.

“Di, Buaji,” Arnav explained. “Khushi lost her way.”

“Oh,” Anjali heaved a sigh of relief.

“I am not surprised, Nandkisore,” Buaji commented. “She walks about with her head in the clouds all day long.”

“But how did she lose her way into the poolwa? That ijj my kwestion,” Mami pondered loudly.

“Let’s get her out,” Arnav suggested diplomatically, hoping that no one would see the tray of tea and biscuits on the bed.

Anjali and Buaji helped to pull a drenched Khushi out.

Arnav hefted himself out of the water and quickly got Khushi a couple of towels.

Khushi handed over one to him.

“You dry yourself,” she told him. “Or you will have fever along with shakkar ki bimari. Then you will have to take bitter medicine along with bitter tea.”

Arnav smiled as he took the towel & dried himself.

“I will get you a sari and blouse,” Anjali offered Khushi, limping out of the room.

“Chotey, change out of your wet clothes and leave the room so that Khussi bitiya can dress,” Nani suggested.

Arnav nodded and left to do the needful after a long look at Khushi’s wet figure.

Soon he left the room and Khushi entered his bathroom with Anjali’s sari and accessories.






“Is the choli too tight, Khushiji?” Anjali asked through the shut door.

“A little, Anjaliji, but it is alright,” Khushi mumbled.

“I am sorry, Devyaniji,” Buaji sighed. “This girl! She gets into trouble with little effort, Nandkisore!”

“It is alright, Madhumatiji. Don’t worry about it. No harm was done,” Nani smiled.

“But haaw did she get into the water?” Mami peered into the inky depths of the pool. “And how did hamre Arnav bitwaa fall into the pool? Pehle to nahi gire woh. Did Khussi push him into the water and then jump into it? Yahan pool party tha kaa? Aaj blue he pani pani...”

“Manorama,” Nani hissed.

Khushi came out wearing the red sari and tight choli gifted by Anjali.

“I will never bring you for a pooja again, Khussi,” Buaji threatened her.

“That is what you said last week when I fell asleep at the temple during satsang,” Khushi muttered.

“Sanka Devi,” Buaji roared.

“And when my dupatta caught fire at the Satyanarayan pooja at the Mishras the week before that,” Khushi reminded her.

Mami gasped and looked this bundle of trouble from top to bottom with wondering eyes.

Buaji opened her mouth to deliver a stinging diatribe.

“Chodiye, Madhumatiji,” Nani poured oil on troubled waters. “Khussi bitiya, Chotey didn’t scold you, did he?”

“Scold me? Arnavji? No,” she replied. “He is my friend. Why should he scold me?”

The Raizada ladies stared at her with wide eyes and wider mouths.

“Fraaand?” Mami made sure. “Hamre Arnav bitwaa?”

“Yes,” Khushi replied. “He gave me tea and biscoot,” she said smiling.

Mami looked at Anjali and Nani.

“Is Laxmi yours?” Khushi asked Nani.

Nani nodded.

“I like her, very much,” Khushi smiled. “Mamiji, she watches serials with you?” she asked.

Mami nodded. Her heavy earrings danced; the metallic paint on her eyelids glittered.

“Arnavji told me,” Khushi said casually.

“Arnavji..I mean, Chotey did?” Anjali asked, her big eyes as big as they could get.

“Ji. We talked about the serial I watch. Arnavji was very interested in the story,” Khushi shook out her pleats.

Mami sat down on the bed on the tray.

“Ooooimaaaa,” she yelled, jumping up. “Bhat ijj this? Bedwaa mein minewaa lagaya hamre Arnav bitwaa?”

Anjali quickly took away the tray, the mug and packet of biscuits and placed them on the low table.

The door was pushed open by Arnav.


“Di, is Khushi ready?” he asked. His eyes fell on Khushi in Anjali’s red sari and he stood still, electrified.








39 comments:

  1. It's almost midnight, Smi. Will be dreaming of a certain Laad Governer checking out his crimson clad Khushi. Aahhh!! Am gonna gave the best nightwa and lots of sweet dreamwas. :)

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  3. Back to reading
    Sorry did not read last 2 stories have been extremely bzy
    Wat do I say to u Smita u r a genius
    U make us smile n forget us those problems wen u r reading ur stories
    It was just fabulous
    So Ab Arnav ko Dhak Dhak ya Rabba Ve

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  4. Trouble follows our girl
    But this time she had the hero to her rescue
    Wow accident prone or what
    Dude I think you found your girlfriend
    Don't you think so
    She is perfect
    Doesn't scare easily
    Which is new
    And she seems to like you
    And icing in cake is she thinks your mad family and house is beautiful and perfect
    She will fit right in
    How on earth did she fall in the pool and make arnav fall too
    Well Mami that is good question
    And am sure you don't wanna know the answer
    Hope the tight choli and this saree doesn't rob arnav of his breath
    He might just do that
    This was funny
    Well khushi and her tendency to fall into trouble sure was hilarious
    Damn her thoughts are too cute
    Bless her she is just what he needs
    What a way to find arhi

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  5. That was one cool update. I am going to sleep, thinking about the red clad imp and her frannd Arnavji... Rabba vey

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  6. Hilarious update!!! Loved it......our dear Sanka Devi always manages to get into trouble with little effort.

    Superb Di......Already waiting for Monday to come.

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  7. Only Khushi would get in trouble like today.
    I feel as if this story is a short story.

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  8. Sach me Maar dala, such sweethearts bothof them.
    Hydsri

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  9. Bedwa me minewaa! 😃😃😃😃😃

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  10. Stalking your blog is a very good idea. I can't believe Khushi got into so much trouble at all poojas her Buaji dragged her to.

    Arnav's dream has come true. Khushi in a red sari. Thank you Anjali.

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  11. OMG that was really good....

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  12. wow awesome update loved it thank you..............ameena671

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  13. LOL Khushi is really a walking trouble hehehe . She blurted out everything and Arnav was interested in her Serial Really Khushi

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  14. A very funny update. Khushi falling in the pool LOL

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  15. Oh this is too funny. I particularly liked how Arnav, Anjali and Naniji are all trying to stop Mamiji from playing detective.

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  16. awesum part....confused family ....loved this arshia lot....continue sooon

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  17. Oh ooh khushi is trouble itself. Hahaha loved it. Very lovely and funny update. Arnav is swept from his feet. Poor guy has fallen in love with trouble hihihihi :)

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  18. ooops.. their truth is out about tea and biscoot.. loved it..

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  19. Amazing chapter
    Loved it
    Khushi is too cute n adorable

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  20. Amazing chapter I love your light hearted stories lovely without any snakewa:))

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  21. I love the Arnavs' in your stories.......;) (Pics of Arnav - drool worthy)

    lovely update........keep it going...loving it!!!

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  22. oh my god.. red saree.. Arnav bitwa ke andar ka saand jaag jayega

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  23. Beautiful update
    Loved it very much
    Let see what happen next after seeing red saree

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  25. Lovely update...
    Khushi is really a Sanka Devi...
    God Arnav has fallen hard for her... after the red saree god knows what will happen ;)

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  26. The list of Khushi's trouble with little effort it's seems is endless.

    A funny update and a rabba ve style ending.

    A beautiful imp in red clad saree and her fraand Arnavji.

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  27. Lo and behold Red saree has made an appearance

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  28. Khushi is so funny..
    Arnav is so much smitten by our naive seductress...
    Raizada ladies r surprised to see their bitwa's new avatar...
    Khushi in red sari..
    Can't wait :)

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  29. This is awesome.................all the raizada family is surprised how a girl landed into Arnav's pool..........

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  30. THAT SO CUTE THE BEAUTY HAS CLAIM THE BEAST IN A HEART BEAT LOVED HOW THEY FELL IN T THE POOL.

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