PHIR SE

Epilogue

EPILOGUE

5 years later...

Khushi was running around the house with a small t-shirt in her hands.

Aashi looked at Khushi in confusion.

" Mumma, are you racing with Aru?"

" No, he ran away from the bathroom after I forcedly bathed him. He is roaming in the house with only his underwear on. He will catch cold. Aashi, please try to catch him na. That boy has grown too naughty for me to handle." Khushi spoke as she panted for breath.

Aashi nodded and checked behind each and every curtain to find her baby brother. He was just three years old but was very naughty. He kept Khushi on her toes throughout the day.

Aashi went towards the room on her right.

It was a quite large room with white walls and navy blue curtains. The walls were decorated with photo frames. One of the photos was of Arnav and Khushi's childhood where Khushi was making a funny face towards the camera while Arnav pulled one of her ponytails.

Another photo was of Arnav's parents with him and Khushi, during their childhood.

Another photo was of Khushi's father, Shashi with Arnav and Khushi on either side.

An adjacent photo was of the day before Lavanya's wedding where Arnav, Khushi, Lavanya, Niall, Anjali and Aashi were posing as a family.

The last photo was from the hospital where Khushi was on the hospital bed holding a day old Arush in her arms. She was looking towards Arnav while he was kissing Arush's forehead and Aashi was smiling towards the camera, sitting beside the bed.

There was a black ebony table and chair at the left side of the room where the most loved person of her life sat. Her papa!

Above the table was a huge photo  hung on the wall.

Arnav, dressed in a black three piece suit,  was smiling with one hand on his daughter, Aashi's shoulder while his other arm was held by Khushi who had her other arm around their son, Arush. Arush was wearing a suit matching to Arnav's. Khushi was wearing a red coloured saree and aashi had worn a red princess frock matching with her.

" Papa, have you seen Aaru? Mumma has been searching for him for quite a while." Aashi chirped keeping her hand on Arnav's shoulder.

Arnav looked upwards to aashi and adjusted his spectacles.

"Aaru? No, he didn't come into this room." He said glancing towards the table.

Aashi bent down and saw little Arush hiding under the table, covering his eyes with his tiny palms and giggling.

" Peek a boo, little devil! I caught you! Come on, wear your shirt." Aashi said, grabbing his arms.

Arush gave a wide toothy smile and caught Aashi's hair.

"No you no caught Aru. Aru caught di!"Arush said with a cute lisp.

"Leave my hair Aru!" Aashi screamed.

Arnav bent and picked up Arush, freeing Aashi's hair from his small fist.

"No!" He showed his finger to Arush " Good boys don't pull girls' hair."

"Accha? I think somebody should have taught you that Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada. Have you forgotten how you used to pull my poor hair? My poor braids would pain as if they were going to come off any moment." Khushi said, leaning by the door, running her hand through her hair.

Arnav put Arush down. " Who told you to tie braids? I never liked your braids. You are better without them. Also, your hair would pain because they are weak unlike my Aashi's hair. They are strong and silky because she uses Sunsilk!" He said like if he was endorsing the shampoo brand.