Arshi FF : Anmol (Completed)

Anmol Part 8

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All this time, Arnav sat quietly and listened whatever Khushi said. He never ever thought she will open her past before him too soon. He never thought she will be this frank. He looked at her face observing the expression. He can see the hurt, pain and fear, ‘is it?! but why?’ He thought. He felt surprised hearing about pity and sympathy. ‘Is she thinking that I will marry her with pity? Oh hell no’

“What made you think I will marry you with pity or sympathy?” his voice is little serious.

Khushi looked at him and smiled little “Don’t know... but I felt that” tension is clear in her voice and eyes.

“Not all our feelings and thoughts will be right Khushi. Sometimes our mind and our heart also cheats us with false hopes and wrong thoughts and feelings. Pity and sympathy are the last things I will show on you. I want to shower my friendship and my love on you. I love you Khushi. I never can pity you. In fact you know, I’m really glad that they got married to each other leaving you behind” Khushi looked at him shocked “Do you know why? If you got married to him, then how will I get you?” he asked with a twinkle in his eyes and a smile on his lips.

“Please Arnav Ji... this is not a simple thing to smile. Why can’t you understand the situation? I can’t be a good wife to anyone. I can’t be a good DIL to any house. If I get married and failed in my responsibilities, then what shall I answer to you, your parents and my family? I can’t allow you to face problems with me in your life. Please Arnav Ji... try to understand the situation and think before taking any decision” she is serious

“I have already taken my decision” he is firm.

Sighing deeply, she sat dejected with her head in her palms and her elbows are on table. She lifted her head little and looked sideways at him. He smiled at her and removed her hands from her head

“Khushi... whatever has happened, it’s not your fault. Loving someone is never a mistake. If he can’t reciprocate your love, or if he can’t understand your need, or if he can’t understand your love, or if he is unable to embrace pure love; then it’s not your fault Khushi. It’s not at all your fault. Which girl will take responsibility of her family when she is just 22? Which girl will accept whatever her family says when she is not ready to face the bad, if she is not perfect? Which girl will try to make understand one stubborn soul for his better life if she is not perfect? Which girl will think about others when she is in so much pain? Khushi... you were not at fault and you are not at fault. I’m not just attracted to your outer beauty or for” he said showing her body from top to bottom “your outer personality Khushi. I love you for what you are; I love you for your innocence, for your care, for your smile, for your pain... for your responsible nature, for your respect towards elders, for your obedience, for your straightforwardness, for your fighting spirit... I love you for everything Khushi. Oh god... why it’s so difficult to get her in my life?” he raked his hand through his hair

“But...” she said in low voice

“What?”

“What about your family? You all deserve best and first hand girl with fresh heart Arnav Ji”

“What? First hand? What’s that?” asked Arnav confusedly

“Woh... first hand means... woh... I mean... the girl never loved anyone and who will love only you” said again in low voice by looking on the floor

Arnav didn’t know how to react to her statement. He looked at her weirdly. Sighing deeply he said “Khushi you are not a product to say first hand and second hand. When we do our duties and fulfil responsibilities completely, sincerely, then nothing matters. When we both will live happily with each other, then nothing matters. The love, understanding and care that what matters, nothing else Khushi. When we both can accept each other as our partners, when we both grow older with each other, when we both can make each other comfortable with us then this first hand and fresh heart doesn’t matters Khushi. What all the matter is how we are living, how much we are into each other, nothing else Khushi” he tried one more time to make her understand.