Title Translation: Arshi's World...
Scene: Shots based on random plots.
#1- Soch Na Sake
#2- Tum Meri Zindagi Ho
#3- Tera Pyaar Haar Gaya
#4- It's because...
#5- Sirf Tumhara
#6- Main Hoon Na
#7- Jee Na Paon
#8- Bichre Na Par Kabhi
#9- Hum Thak Ga...
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Arnav was standing at the poolside. His shoulders tensed and eyes filled with unshed, tears.
His eyes were fixed on the sky. Deep down, he knew that he was finding solace while having heart-to-heart talk with his mother.
Khushi came outside the bathroom, her hair combed and clothes changed. But her eyes. They were still red from all the crying she did, hiding in the bathroom.
She placed the towel on the recliner and straightened, only to see Arnav's back towards her. She gulped hard, tired of the tears, but still her eyes filled up.
A knock on the door caught her attention and she turned to see HP standing with a cup of tea. She forwarded her hand and took the tray from him.
Her hands were shivering, making the tea cup clatter on the steel tray. The sound made Arnav attentive and he closed his eyes, trying to gulp the tears formed.
Both knew what the other was going through, but still both were hiding their emotions.
Arnav turned and saw Khushi coming near him. Her eyes were down, her hands still shivering. He felt a prick in his heart when she tried to look at him, and the next moment averted her gaze.
He held the tray, keeping his hand above hers, and gently took it from her. He bent to keep it on the table when he saw Khushi turn back.
The next instant, Arnav grabbed her hand, refraining her from going away. Khushi came near him as he tucked her hand.
Khushi. His lips moved, saying her name. Khushi remained still, looking at him without blinking.
Arnav saw myriad of emotions in her eyes. The most prominent was the pain. He cupped her face, caressing her cheeks with his thumb.
Khushi. He again breathed out her name, making her come back from her thoughts. The next second, Khushi launched herself in his arms, pushing herself as close as she could.
Arnav was taken aback with the sudden push, but he gathered her in his arms, bringing her closer.
Ssshhh. He caressed her back as she broke down in his arms. Her tears were soaking his shirt, just above his heart.
Arnavji. She sobbed, clutching his shoulder and bringing him closer, if that was even possible.
Arnav pushed her back gently, and wiped her tears. Her nose pin glittered under the moonlight. Arnav sighed and placed his lips on her forehead. Khushi closed her eyes, feeling his touch on her skin.
The touch made a soft smile linger on her lips. Arnav pulled back and saw her lost state. Without thinking anything, he just bent and placed his hand under her knees.
Khushi's arms snaked around his neck, as he picked her up, effortlessly. Arnav smiled and took her inside. Placing her on the bed, he closed the door and French Window, giving them the privacy they needed.
