Note: Read this after reading my another OS 9: Why was it always me? It was continuation of that OS.
This is written on readers request and most importantly dedicated to JalebiRani it's for you dear. Hope you like it😍😍
My first attempt on romantic shot, spare me if you guys didn't find it appealing🙈🙈🙈
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Roaming my eyes over the hall way, I realised there's no way I can get hold of Khushi today. I don't know, how many festivals arrive in a month. My crazy family celebrates each and every day stating one or another thing. Am I inconsiderate to these festive days or is there really many festives arrive in a month? I don't know. May be I should start to keep tab on these things.
Sighing I climbed down the stairs. Life was not the same as calm as before.
"Khushi..." I called her hoping to get a smile and little conversation with her.
She glanced from her place smiling at me "Do you need anything arnavji?"
Before I could nod, Someone has to interrupt as a custom.
"Chotte, all the time when you're in home your wife was always with you. Won't you spare your time for us too?" Di asked with a pout as if they're letting us to spend sometime together.
Thinning my lips, I gave a forceful nod with clenched jaws. I don't understand where did my di disappeared who could perceive whatever in my mind even before I voice out. If she was like earlier, she would've came to know my annoyance right now than smiling at me like a clown.
Swallowing the bubbling irritation which in turn brewing into anger, I clenched my jaws seeing them engaged in their own world ignoring me.
"Di, you asked me spent some with you but when I am here you're engrossed in your work. This is not fair, I am going" Practically throwing the words in hurry I got up, at least I can finish my work than hearing their useless banters.
Turning back from the start of the stairs, I called "Khushi, come to room. I need some file"
Thank goodness, without pondering anything she stood up.
Making sure of her arrival behind me, I stride fastly to our room and hid behind the door, ready to close it as soon as Khushi enters.
Crap, what all I have to do to spend some time with her, with my own wife. As hearing the footsteps approaching the room, I glued to the wall as much as possible. Grinning like a teenager after satisfying with my plan, I waited for her to enter.
When I saw the shadow of a person at the exact doorstep, I pulled her inside and pushed her back on the door prisoning her between me and the door locking it simultaneously. It all happened in a blink that for the first time I couldn't hear her shocked voice.
Mentally patting myself for this wonderful idea, I raised my eyes and next moment my eyes widen as if it will pop out from its sockets and the person shrieked as well as me too.
"Bhai... It's MEEEE"
"Youuuuu... Aakash"
Never ever I was embarrassed in my life, like now.
Not giving him a chance to think, I pushed him out of the door in the same way I pulled him in. Later closed the door on his face, lest I can do mockery of ASR with my own actions.
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What is the need to show desperateness laadgovernor. Can't he ask everything when I was in room? Nope, he has to come to living room and call me before everyone not ashamed to hide his eagerness. Hmphh..
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Fanfiction#28 in Short story- 10Sep2K17 A collection of unconnected one shots on the backdrop of Arnav and Khushi from the famous drama Iss Pyar Ko Kya Naam Doon. Characters are borrowed from the drama... Enjoy reading... ________________________________ *Pap...