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Arnav had just showered and was ready to leave for the hospital when Khushi came into the room. She stepped right in his path and said, "Arnavji, hame aapse abhi baat karni hai." [Arnavji, I need to talk to you.]
"Okay." He was concerned by Khushi's uneasy expression.
"Aap kahan chale gaye the aaj subah? Aur Dadiji se mile bina—"
[Where did you go this morning? And without talking to Dadi-]
"Khushi," Arnav interrupted, "mujhe Di se milne hospital jaana hai. Main vahi dinner kar lunga. Baad mein baat karenge." [Khushi, I need to go to the hospital to meet Di. I'll eat dinner there. We'll talk later.]
"Lekin..." [But...] Khushi started but he had already left.
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It was quite late by the time Arnav came home but Khushi was waiting up for him. He had the same pained expression he'd been trying to hide all day.
"Arnav ji hame pata hai ki sab theek nahi hai. Kuch toh baat hai jo aapko pareshan kar rahi hai. Hum jaante hai ki aap apne dukh dard aur pareshaaniyan kisi ke saath nahi baatte aur hame isse koi problem nahi hai. Hum aapko badalna nahi chahte bas aapko yeh batana chahte hai ki aap apni dil ki baatein humse kar sakte hai. Itna toh haq hai na hamara?"
[Arnavji, I know everything is not alright. Something is troubling you. I know you never share your pain and problems with anybody and I'm okay with that. I don't want to change you. I just want to let you know that you can speak your mind with me. Don't I have that right?]
"Aisi koi baat nahi hai." [It's nothing like that.] He brushed her off, walking to the bathroom to change.
When he came out, Khushi was sitting at the end of the bed. She looked distressed.
"Arnavji, hame pata chal gaya ki aap pareshan kyun hai. Dadiji hame pasand nahi karti hai na?" [Arnavji, I know why you are troubled. Dadiji doesn't like me, right?]
Her tears threatened to spill over. Arnav wanted to correct her assumptions right that second but the lump in his throat didn't let him speak.
"Humse koi galti ho gayi hogi. Humne aapko Dadiji ke saamne sharminda kiya hai na? Hum aisa bilkul nahi chahte the! Hame toh pata bhi nahi humne kiya kya hai. Aapko pata hai! Isiliye aap humse naraaz hai."
[I must have made some mistake. You must be ashamed of me. I never wanted that! I don't even know what I did. You know! That's why you're angry with me.]
She was crying so much now, she hardly knew what she was saying. Arnav fell to his knees.
"Shhh Khushi. Look at me." She looked up from their joined hands. He wiped her tears. "Khushi, tumne kuch galat nahi kiya. Aur naahi mein tumhari wajah se upset hoon." [Khushi, you have not done anything wrong. And netiher am I upset because of you.]
He took a deep breath and steeled himself for what he needed to say next.
"Main chauda saal ka tha. Di ki shaadi ke din Mumma ko pata chala ki mere Papa ka affair chal raha tha. Woh uss sadme ko bardasht nahi kar payi."
[I was fourteen years old. On the day of Di's marriage, my mother found out that my father was having an affair. She couldn't bear that shock.]
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