Part 1

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Delhi early hours of the morning

Khushi is sitting on the recliner and having a silent conversation with a frame that consists of hers' and Arnav's chotti si duniya.

Khushi POV

Flashback : Arnav & Khushi's 3rd anniversary.

Khushi: Arnavji. I want to talk to you regarding an important matter
Arnav: Yes Khushi. Go on.
Khushi: Voh...voh. Hum I mean we ...erhhh
Arnav: Khushi what is it? What is it that is making the KSR who continuously blabbers, stammer today?!
Khushi: Haww so you saying that I blabber?! How dare you?! Khud ko samajh thi Kya?!
Arnav: It's the truth Khushi.
Anyways can you tell me what you wanted to say?!
Khushi: (She's hesitant) Yeah I was saying... Saying that why don't we have a baby?!
Arnav: (He stiffens at this but recovers quickly this didn't go unnoticed by Khushi) Khushi tum khud ek bache ho aur tum bacho ke bare mein baat karahi hai?!
(You yourself are a child & you're talking about having one)
Khushi: Haww Laad Governor. Here I'm being serious and you're taking it as a joke.
Arnav: Actually Khushi...
Khushi: (she cups his cheeks with concern) What is it Arnavji
Arnav: I'm sorry I know I shouldn't but I can't help it. I'm scared Khushi. It's not like Aarav is not our son but what I'm saying is, he wasn't born to us. Don't get me wrong. Khushi I'm scared if we happen to have a new born, will I be able to father him/her?! I lost my father who used to be my hero at a very young age? So will I be able to provide and nurture it? Someone who disliked the presence of children?!
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To be continued...

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