UE part 13

Clutching the paper a little more tightly near her Khushi examined the article closely-

Arnav Singh Raizada. Eligible bachelor no more?


Arnav Singh Raizada, the much talked of bachelor in town who always manages to be in some news over his relationship status ,yet has never been spotted publicly with anyone in particular ,seems to have finally taken the plunge. Though her face remains invisible, a lady was spotted being escorted by the tycoon himself in his car to his residence after she supposedly payed a visit to AR. This comes as a first from a man who is not reputed for bestowing such convivial favors on the gentler sex.


All we can say is, keep your eyes glued to this section,while we try to figure out who the lucky lady is! Is Arnav Singh Raizada, finally, single no more??

below was the picture which had caught Khushi's eyes..her face was hidden due to the wind making her hair spread over it ,plus she was turning her face almost away from the camera..but she could easily recognize it was the same dress she had worn to RM that day..Arnav in the picture was looking intently at her as she was in the process of climbing the car..

Goodness gracious! What would they have posted had they witnessed what had proceeded before her getting into the car, Arnav stalking her in his car from behind !! the article would have read- Arnav Singh Raizada. Gentleman no more?

half an hour later..

"goodness Khushi!! will you STOP making those vomiting gestures now??? it's ABSOLUTELY DISGUSTING!!"

"THIS??THIS is disgusting??? then what is this? She crumpled the newspaper in her hands...

"i mean YUCK! I mean YUCK YUCK YUCK! Me and cement pile? Like seriously...me and cement pile?? do I look like wannabe Mrs.cement?"

"Khushi your face is not even visible for heaven's sake! And if it were not for the dress, you yourself wouldn't have figured it out!! so what's the problem..?"

"the mere thought of it, the idea, the horror of this is THE PROBLEM!"

"Gosh you've never made such a big deal about something before!! who's getting this anyway?"

"REPORTERS ARE IDIOTS!!"

"Irony much?"

"correction. Entertainment reporting is idiotic stuff"

"i repeat. Irony much? You've been worshipping this column since ages! In fact, serves you right ..for being so interested in other people's lives"

"excuse me? I NEVER read about such horrendously personal stuff! I read different things.."

"o really? What else goes out in that column?"

"LOTS!"

"go on..i'm listening"

"fine perhaps not LOTS but still quite some things"

"i said i'm listening"

"there is this..."

"hmm..? go on.."

"have you finished your book?"

"um..no, why?"

"then go finish it"

Paayal smiled mischievously as Khushi stormed out of the room..

"SERVES YOU RIGHT!!!" she shouted behind her..

"FOR THE LOVE OF CHARLES DICKENS SHUT UP LADY FIRE EXTINGUISHER" she screamed back..

"SAYS TO BE MRS CEMENT!!" Paayal screamed back..

"YUUUCCKKK!!!"

"HAHAHAHAHAHA"

Arnav was sure something was up with Anjali now..for some reason her hand seemed to be glued to this newspaper which she was using like a prop around the house..

fanning her face with it

fanning his face with it

twisting it about in her hands

smiling at it

smiling at him

again smiling at it

and taking long deep 'want you to hear it' sighs

"what di?" he finally asked out of exasperation

"what?" she asked innocently

Arnav Singh Raizada ,courtesy his prior orders, as mentioned before, did not receive the entertainment section in the mornings and was therefore completely oblivious of the happening news..but he had read Khushi's article in the business section, which by the way, she hadn't read herself as yet..

Anjali , who read the section as religiously as Khushi, had immediately identified her on close inspection of the picture by virtue of the dress Khushi had worn to RM that day..

and though she knew the x and y of it, it amused her to no end..

"di what's so interesting in the paper?"

"why are you SO desperate to know?"

Arnav stared at her incredulously...

"i am desperate? You have been literally sticking it to my face since morning"

"fine, then I assume you wouldn't want to know"

"right" he said and turned to go

Anjali extremely disappointed, rushed after him

"WAIT!"

he rolled his eyes and sighed at her..

"what di?"

"tell me if there's some progress before I get to know about it from the papers"

"excuse me?"

"yes about losing your 'eligible bachelor' tag.."

"not again..." he groaned..

"want to know who is it?"

"no di"

"Khushi ji"

"fine..wait, WHAT?"

"Khushi Kumari Gupta"

Arnav literally tore the newspaper out of her hands..

He had absolutely no memory of what she had been wearing that day but his own expression in the picture was proof enough that it was indeed her by his side.

the look he was giving in one of those 'unbelievable' moments...

"unbelievable..." he muttered as he slammed the paper on the corner table... "rubbish..."

as soon as he left Anjali picked this 'rubbish' back ,eased the creases and did a little jig...

Khushi deeply buried inside work heard the phone ringing beside her

"hello?"

"is this Khushi?"

"yes it is..are you.."

"I am Anjali's nani speaking"

"oh of course..namaste"

"live long dear"

"is there something..i mean.."

"oh I have called to invite you to..and before you say something ,no is not an option"

"invitation? For what?"

"it's Anjali's birthday tomorrow..you know well, things have been pretty rough for her past days and we've planned a party for her, nothing big, just a small affair..she wouldn't approve of a big one right now you know..it's just that we want her to be completely happy, at least tomorrow. And she is so pleased with you around..please do come..she'll feel so good"

Khushi faltered...what was she to do?

She didn't want to see that cement pile once again

she wanted to attend Anjali's special day

the special day was at RM

cement pile was also at RM

for heaven's sake, cement pile was her brother!

Then there was also this article, but then, she was sure they wouldn't have guessed..

she couldn't bring herself to be rude enough to refuse..

"um..ya, sure"

"oh that's great! Wait a minute dear! That reminds me, do bring your sister along, we've heard so much about her from you, it'll be a pleasure to meet her"

"i'll sure ask her..but don't worry, at least i'll be coming"

"thank you so much"

"oh please don't say that..i am equally fond of Anjali di"

"see you tomorrow then dear.."

"JEEEJEEE!!!" Khushi shouted her way inside the house..

"KHUSHI I AM NOT DEAF!"

"we have to go to RM tomorrow.."

"what for..wait a second, did you just say 'we'?"

"i did..it's Anjali di's birthday and her grandmother rang me up to call us..and the way she said it, I couldn't refuse"

"you go on for sure Khushi, but me? It's not happening.."

"you will leave your kin, your only sister, your second soul, your twin half, all alone in that strange, big, scary house?"

"why don't you remember these relations when I have to literally force feed you at dinner?"

"it's always there in the heart" Khushi touched the left of her chest emotionally..."so it's a yes?"

"no"

"please?"

"no"

"pretty please?"

"ugly no"

"what if I tell you where I hid your 'Gone with the wind' last month?"

"YOU HID IT??"

"what else did you think? It's gone with the wind? Hold on! Did you notice that? Gone with the wind has gone with the wind!! that is so freaking hil-"

"Khushi do I look amused?"

"I thought you knew..by the way, this is your lone chance of getting it back"

"no way"

"then another novel would cost, let's see, another five hun-"

"OK FINE!"

"I knew you would agree"

"where did you learn all this from? I thought we had sent you to a decent school"

"born talents"

"what sheer luck"

"you bet.."

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