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31-Khushi Kumari Gupta

As life was going on,Khushi had totally let go of that Khushi Raichand. She once again was Khushi Kumari Gupta,to hide herself. Gone was her coloured hair,stylish self. She was just a simple village girl. Little things she hold of herself,like cutting her hair short,to sometimes just being herself. Rest of the time she was Khushi Kumari Gupta,the girl who was innocent,sweet..

Khushi was healing..As always she would write a message to Arnav telling him,how her days were..

As two years,seven months and twenty four days passed,she one day messaged Arnav. Yet with a different account,to tell him she knows. As Khushi Kumari Gupta..

But Arnav was busy with his works,search of Khushi and it was not easy. It was like Khushi disappeared from the surface of Earth. He even came to Kolkata many times,thinking may be Khushi was there. But only thing left was an empty house..

Fate was turning. Khushi was healing. She didn't want to lie to herself. She loved Arnav,more than anything and it was truth. No matter what Arnav chooses,she would give herself a chance,for her happiness lies in him. So Khushi Kumari Gupta was born..

Daily she would leave some messages for Arnav. Yet it was never seen. But Khushi had to wait. She didnot have any other way to contact Arnav and she wanted him to find her. So it was the only way. Yes,Raichands could have told Arnav that Khushi was there waiting. But what if Arnav had moved on..What if he didn't want to meet her. What if he would again be like his past self. What if he would again blame Khushi for leaving him..

There were many whatifs and only way out was waiting.. Waiting for Arnav to notice her... And it would be good that he would know who he was going to meet. She would not fake herself. Arnav had to face what she was,if he decides to walk forward with her. The past must be cleared..

Khushi's message

How are you Arnavji..
Do you remember me,do you know me..

It's a bright day here. Summer is here,the place where I am at.. But the heat is sometimes too much. You cannot go out after 11 o clock.. Otherwise there are chances of sun strokes..

Arnavji,does letting go of past means, forgetting ourselves?

Have you ever got drunk Arnavji? There is a celebration of Sankranti,the official beginning of the year, according to our tradition..April 14th..People prepare drinks,of woodapple(Bel)with lots of things. Celebrate the New year..

Days are passing so swiftly. Yet it feels so long.. Sun shines brightly.  May be there would be Summer rains too.. It feels like burning heart get calmed by lover's love..

Sunrises and Sunsets are so beautiful here.. Yet without the person you love,there is no such thing called beauty..

I am reading a lots of books here. You know,learning the local languages..Trying local foods..

Days are passing,trees are shedding leaves..Just how long does it takes,to meet the person we love?

And so on..

Somedays it would be simple good mornings,good night's..Somedays something serious..As days were passing,numbers of unread messages kept increasing.. Yet he never saw..