Forgotten

Story Time

'Hope you're okay with this meeting" he said smiling as the person sat before him in the cafe.

"Ji but....what do you want to talk to me bhaiyya?"

'Hari Prakash ji, I want to know the whole story of Arnav Singh Raizada, that's me!" Arnav said smiling. (why refer him as Aaron when he himself know that he is Arnav :))

HP looked at him in shock.

Arnav showed him his mobile where the video of Khushi falling in his arms at Lucknow fashion show played.

"I know that I'm Arnav. I want you to tell me everything, everything about your Arnav bhaiyya!" Arnav said.

"But why me bhaiyya? Khushi bhabhi, Anjali di aur........"

"No HP," Arnav said, "I want someone who can give me an honest and non-biased story. I don't want Anjali's biased report on Arnav and Payal's report which will favour Khushi! I want the truth and I know that only you can tell me that; the person who had seen the in and out of Raizadas for the past thirty years!"

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"Late" Anjali said sternly as Aman ran to her.

"Sirf 2 hrs late" Aman said smiling sheepishly.

She gave him a sharp look and Aman chuckled. Sitting near her on the rock she was sitting on, he said, "Sorry baby. I was busy"

"Busy with what?"

"I had a meeting"

"With whom?"

"A friend of mine"

"Which friend?"

"Anjali" Aman asked wrapping an arm around her, "What's wrong?"

"I was waiting here for you for the past 2 hours and then you come running claiming that you had a meeting with your so called friend!" Anjali shouted.

"Jeez, relax....I was so busy! I had works at AR too!"

"I got a message from someone"

"What message?" he asked sensing something wrong.

Without a word, she showed him the message she had received.

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Name of the patient: Aaron Felix Bosch

Age: 28

Name of father: Alexander Bosch

Name of mother: Karen Adriana Bosch

Status of the patient: Unfit

Cause of unfitness (if any): Severe blow to head, leg fracture, broken ribs

Consequences (if any): Amnesia, eye concussion, breathing troubles

Surgeries undergone by the patient (if any): Kidney transplantation

SURGERY DETAILS

Name of the recipient: Aaron Felix Bosch

Name and signature of the donor (in case of transplantation surgeries): Aman Mathur

Khushi didn't read anything beyond that.

Her mind recalled the words Aman told her.

How I found him? Well I didn't!

Ivan decided to help. He gave the guy the name of his dead younger brother and took him to Washington with him.

I joined Denkins and the third day of my job....I saw someone similar to ASR picking up Ivan after his day!

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The love Aman Mathur has been showering on you is just a facade! You don't know his true face!

- Your Well-wisher

"So you trust this fucking message over me!" he asked angrily and threw the phone to her.

"I want to know who this sender is!" Anjali cried.

Aman stood up and said, "How the hell would I know who the sender is! The point is that you doubt me!"

"I do not doubt on you! I just want to learn the truth!"

."What truth!" Aman cried.

"You're hiding something Aman!" Anjali said angrily, "We were together for all these years but suddenly you left with a resignation letter on Akash's desk. You never called me for the past four years and suddenly reappear at AR with my brother living with you in another name! Why??? What are you hiding?"

"I'm not hiding anything" Aman shouted, "Whatever I told you was true! I found Aaron when I joined Denkins. I tried informing you but then I heard....."

"You're lying" Anjali said calmly, "I can see it Aman. Whatever you're saying doesn't make sense! You thought that Khushi and us hate him and didn't inform him about his whereabouts? That makes no sense!"

"It made sense when I told you this story for the first time. Now that you've got this message you've started to conduct logical assessments on my words, haven't you?" he asked angrily.

"I'm not Aman" she said softly and held his arms, "I want you to share! Tell me what's inside your mind! If we're gonna live together, be with each other, then we've to share things Aman!"

"Then maybe I don't want to be with you" he said and shoved her hands off from his arms.

"Aman" Anjali gasped.

"You've to believe me Anjali! If you cannot then I don't want you to be with me!" Aman said angrily.

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"What happened after my disappearance HP?" Arnav asked.

"Everyone waited for you. We had hope that you would come. But after two hours Akash bhai and NK bhaiyya decided to search for you! They searched everywhere but couldn't find you! Everyone assumed that you left!" HP said.

"But why couldn't they spot my accident?" he cried.

"The road you mentioned in a short cut bhaiyya. It's not even a road but a muddy path which can only let one vehicle go at a time! I don't think Akash bhaiyya or NK bhaiyya went there!"

He sighed and said, "Then?"

"Dadi ji went back to ashram after the damage she caused. Garima ji committed suicide! After few days NK bhai, Khushi bhabhi and Akash bhaiyya revealed Shyam's true face before Anjali bitiya. Shyam was arrested!"

Arnav nodded his head.

HP was silent for a moment and then asked, "Do you remember everything bhaiyya?"

Arnav looked up at the expectant face of HP and said smiling sadly, "I don't!"

HP's face fell and he nodded.

"I need your help HP" Arnav said, "I want your help to defeat Shyam Manohar Jha!"

HP gasped. "Shyam is back?" he asked in shock.

Aaron nodded and told him how he met Shyam.

"Ji bhaiyya. I will help you!" HP promised.