Fear of Falling in Love (Completed)✔️

2 Connection

2 Connection (Longer update)

Khushi stood horror-struck, looking at her cycle that was lying on the floor miserably. She rushed to it and lifted it. Its front wheel was bent, sporks were broken and the hand bar was crooked. She gritted her teeth furiously.

"Getting angry is a useless thing... just like banging your head on the rock," the same man said.

Khushi looked at him stunningly.

"Don't you ever read about him in the social media and magazines? He was very popular for his arrogance. He won't respect anyone... not even give a damn to his fans. See, what his house looks like... there is not even a name board outside the house. Would a famous music director's house be like this or what? It's because he won't let anyone near him. He hates crowds that's why he won't take part in any cine functions. He is a weird man. No director would like to work with him. Only his friend directors are working with him." the man said, standing at a shop near Arnav's house.

"Haan, beta, don't you read, he hit a singer last month?" the shopkeeper said.

Khushi bit her nail. Yes, she read it but she thought it was fake news.

"Was not it fake news?"

"No... every matter about him would be true only. He is so rude." The man said.

Khushi looked at her cycle gulping down.

"You can't get compensation for your cycle. Throw it away and buy a new cycle"

Stopping an auto, Khushi kept the cycle in it and left the place, all the way thinking about Arnav's rudeness. How could a man be so rude who had the potential to tie people with his pleasant music? No doubt, he was a legend in music but in behavior? Khushi was disappointed. She thought tunes were the reflection of his inner mind but nope. How it was even possible? How did he conflict with his music? How beautiful his tunes were...! What heart-wrenching notes...! How he was so rude? Why? She was scratching her head.

Khushi came to the house, after putting the cycle in the cycle shop to get it repaired. As usual, Shali hugged Khushi. She picked her in her arms.

"Where were you, Khushi?" Anjali asked.

"Went to a computer center to apply for jobs Di"

"Job? What's the necessary?"

"What do you mean, Di? I want to stand for myself. That's why"

"Don't you want to be with me?"

"Di... won't you get me married?" she asked with a fake shock.

Anjali got stuck for a second and chuckled.

"Pagal..."

"Di, get used to my absence. That will be good for both of us" Khushi said.

"What about Shali?"

This time, Khushi got stuck. Composing herself,

"I will take Shali with me"

Anjali dropped her jaw.

"Then what about me?" she asked with shock.

"Mrs. Jha... go to your husband"

Anjali dropped her jaw and Khushi laughed.

"I have an interview tomorrow, Di"

Anjali nodded ok.

Khushi wanted to leave the house as much as possible before Shyam came to India. So, she was in the search of a job.